The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 4 What's the big deal? I'm still alive

Water is still a very simple thing for Xiunuo's current body.

He quickly swam to the drowning guy.

The drowning man's backpack was hung on an underwater branch. He tried hard to stand up but was unable to do so.

The pair of hands were waving vigorously, and it was clear from the way they looked that if he really caught something, he would definitely not let go.

Therefore, if you encounter a drowning person, do not rescue him blindly. If you are not a good swimmer, you may end up drowning yourself.

But Xiunuo wasn't here to save people. He was just trying to show off his image as a warm-hearted 'good guy'.

As long as this kind of "personality" is established, it will always bring him unexpected gains. This is the experience he has accumulated while going through the world.

The man tried to stand up again, but his body was dragged under the water again, and Xiunuo sank with him.

From the perspective of others, it seemed that Xiunuo was dragged down by him.

"Idiots!" Seeing the two people disappear into the water, the guide angrily yelled at the team: "See! This is a primeval forest, put away your pathetic compassion! You don't even care whether you can survive! Sympathy will only make you die faster!"

At this time, under the water.

The guy who was washed away had his eyes wide open. He had calmed down a little and reached out his hand desperately to Xiu Nuo. However, this man who was obviously very close to him was just not far away, looking at him with cold eyes.

It's like a soul-cheater waiting for someone to die.

Why didn't you save me? You could have saved me with just a hand!

At this moment, his fear of death completely turned into resentment towards Xiunuo.

Looking at the changes in this guy's expression, Xiunuo always felt that he was not facing an adult, but a baby who had grown up.

They seem to take all the help for granted, and if you don't help me, I will hate you.

Judging from Xiunuo’s growth, shouldn’t he kneel down and beg for mercy when asking someone for help?

Of course, he didn't come here to save him, he just wanted him to die. Xiu Nuo didn't want to waste this soul, otherwise it would be a pity if this guy's drowned body was washed away by the water, right?

If it was for efficiency, Xiunuo could actually kill him now.

But although Xiu Nuo is a demon cultivator, he will only take the initiative to kill those stumbling blocks on his way to advancement. He will also kill some guys who threaten him, and even hunt down some fellow disciples who are too murderous. However, he will never be like some demon cultivators who kill a few insignificant unlucky guys for fun.

It's not that Master Xiu is kind-hearted, but he knows that the Demon Ancestor was fucking killed by someone, which shows that indiscriminate killing will eventually harm oneself.

As a sophisticated and selfish demon cultivator and a disciple of the Demon Sect, he still has to consider the thunder tribulation that causes indiscriminate killing.

When he was in the sect, he had the sect's formation and the elders to protect him. Even Xiu Nuo, who regarded human lives as worthless, had to consider what to do if these old guys couldn't withstand his heavenly tribulation. Not to mention that he was alone now, and in a new world with hope of ascension.

However, the two resentful guys he met made Xiunuo feel that these people deserved to die.

While Xiunuo was thinking about these things, the man in front of him had already died. After seeing that the other party was no longer alive, a sinister sword shadow appeared in Xiunuo's palm.

At this time, everyone who had already reached the shore was staring at the water. To be honest, they had seen so many cold-blooded people along the way that they had become numb to it. It was a little uncomfortable for them to suddenly see someone jump out to save people.

Suddenly, a man saw something and shouted, "There he is!"

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a figure staggering up to the riverbank, then lying powerlessly on the surface of the river, and this guy was dragging someone with him.

The guide ran over immediately, took a look at Xiunuo who was spitting water, and then began to check the guy who was dragged up by Xiunuo.

But it was obvious that this guy was dead beyond death.

The guide took a deep breath, then looked at Xiu Nuo and said seriously: "Sir, I admit that you are lucky, but believe me, luck is conserved. I don't care whether you live or die, but the middlemen who suck the blood of refugees pay me according to the number of people they bring to the place. What I mean is, if you want to die, you can use other methods!"

Xiu Nuo shrugged helplessly: "I thought you would thank me for protecting your property."

"No, you are consumables in my eyes." The guide said and walked back. "I hope you didn't lose too much energy just now, because we are about to set off again. If you fall behind, I hope there will be another idiot who will help you, but at least I won't."

The team behind would need about ten minutes to completely cross the river. Xiunuo stood up. The blood and essence of this guy just now was enough to make up for the consumption of dragging him up, and the value of his soul was not bad.

Although not as good as the fairy last night.

If there are eight more similar spirits, the evil sword spirit should not look like it is about to fall apart when summoned by me. By then, I can make up for the lack of cultivation.

When Xiunuo was thinking about who to choose next, he found that three people were already walking towards him. Xiunuo still remembered one of them, the bootlicker.

The three men came to Xiunuo with smiles on their faces.

"Dude, you were awesome just now." The bootlicker smiled and handed Xiu Nuo a cigarette.

Xiu Nuo looked at it and waved his hand: "Just tell me what you want to say. I'm very tired now and don't want to use my brain."

"My name is Zhang Wenxuan." After lighting a cigarette for himself, the licker pointed to a thin man next to him and said, "His name is Lin Zi, and that one is Zhao Hong."

Zhao Hong is a middle-aged man who looks very strong.

Zhang Wenxuan and Lin Zi looked to be in their twenties or early thirties.

"Xiunuo." Xiunuo said as he squeezed the water off his body, "So what's going on with you guys?"

"Lin Zi and I are from the same hometown." Zhang Wenxuan laughed and said, "I met Lao Zhao on the road. When we go out, we are all compatriots. More friends mean more roads, right?"

Xiu Nuo nodded towards the group that was still crossing the river: "There are quite a few compatriots there."

Zhao Hong snorted and said directly: "Who knows what those people are thinking. Outside, these compatriots may be the ones who cheat us the most."

Xiu Nuo raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Hong: "So? You and the two of them are not on the same side, right? How did you join them?"

Zhang Wenxuan took over the conversation: "It's normal to be careful outside. Let's be frank. If you don't have some skills, how can anyone respect you? You've seen Lao Zhao's demeanor. With him around, those Quesanti don't dare to bully us casually."

"As for me, I have a relative who is already in the United States. If Lao Zhao comes with us, we will have someone to take care of us when we go to the United States. We can both get what we need. So."

"We are all men, so I won't hide it from you. I see that you are not very old, so I will take the liberty of calling you brother. It is very simple for us to find you. Last night, I saw you save that girl, although she didn't seem worth saving. And just now, you also saved someone. Overall, compared to others, we actually trust you more."

"Let's form a team of four so we don't get bullied by others. To be honest with you." Zhang Wenxuan whispered, "I still have some money on me. If those guys find out, they will definitely come to rob me. I see several Indians have started to gather together."

Xiunuo looked at the guy in front of him and his face was instantly filled with smiles.

It turns out that you are here to form a small group. Not bad. It seems that my first impression of being a "good guy" has left a lasting impression on others.

"Okay." Xiunuo agreed readily.

You guys really have a keen eye. There are so many good people in this large group, but you chose me instead.

For Xiunuo, this place is somewhat dangerous, but the danger is not in the natural environment, but in the people in the team. With these three unlucky guys, he will have less worries when practicing.

When the time comes, it would be even more perfect if I could plant a demon seed in them so that I can collect the interest from their vitality.

Seeing Xiu Nuo agreed, Zhang Wenxuan smiled even more happily: "Great! I have a set of clothes that I haven't worn yet. I see that your backpack is soaked, brother Xiu. If you don't mind, quickly change your wet clothes, or you'll catch a cold and get sick."

Xiunuo naturally wouldn't refuse. It has to be said that having a team is indeed different.

Xiunuo saw that several black people who had treated him unfriendly before now silently looked away.

While the team had not yet completely crossed the river, Xiunuo changed into dry clothes and felt much more comfortable.

After changing his clothes, Zhao Hong came to Xiu Nuo and asked, "Have you practiced?"

"That's right, what's wrong?"

Lao Zhao took out a baton from his bag and handed it to Xiu Nuo: "Use it for self-defense. I saw that you were quite skilled last night. But you have to be careful."

"What are you careful about?"

Zhao Hong pointed to the other side and said, "Did you see that? Those Indians."

Seeing the group of guys with high noses who were not particularly black, and some with dark and yellow skin features, Xiu Nuo asked curiously, "What's wrong with them?"

"When you were changing clothes just now, I looked at you a lot. But you are so delicate and tender. If it weren't for your skills last night, I really wouldn't think you were a martial artist. Oh, it's good to be young."

Xiu Nuo's brows furrowed instantly: "I'm a man."

After saying this, Xiunuo discovered that not only Zhao Hong, but even Lin Zi and Zhang Wenxuan were looking at him with awe!
Xiu Nuo scratched his head. The snake demon that the sect sent at that time was indeed an excellent cauldron.

(End of this chapter)