Dragons have scales, and if you touch them, they will get angry!

The words "kill all your family members" from the old beggar immediately ignited the fire of anger in my heart.

I don't care who you are, it's okay if you bother me, but if you dare to harm my family, absolutely not!

I glared with rage, emitting a cold and murderous intent.

Without saying a word, I climbed onto the table, took the peach wood sword from the beam, and swung it towards the old beggar.

Seeing the situation was not good, the old beggar turned and fled.

"I'll kill you!" I shouted with red eyes, chasing after the old beggar in the courtyard.

The old beggar couldn't confront the peach wood sword head-on and could only flee in a sorry state.

As I continued my pursuit, I felt more and more courageous. The peach wood sword whistled through the air, exuding a powerful aura.

All my attention was focused on the old beggar, and I didn't pay attention to my footing. Suddenly, my ankle seemed to be tripped by something, causing me to lose my balance and fall forward, landing face-first on the ground, just like a dog eating mud. The peach wood sword flew out of my hand.

When I looked back, I realized that the thing that tripped me was a snake tail.

The black snake tail silently emerged from the ground and tripped me.

The peach wood sword was the only divine weapon that could restrain the snake, but now it had slipped from my hands. I looked at my empty palm, feeling a chill run down my spine.

Damn it! This is getting out of hand!

"Hehe, what a fool!" The old beggar walked over and hooked my collar with his chicken claw-like hand, dragging me towards the outside of the courtyard.

I struggled desperately, but it was in vain.

The old beggar's strength was incredibly strong, and with just one finger, I couldn't move.

I was both shocked and angry, filled with regret. It was my own fault for being too young. The old beggar easily provoked me with his words, causing me to lose my rationality and fall into his trap.

The old beggar grinned maliciously, "Kid, I didn't expect you to have such a peculiar fate. Absorbing your soul is equivalent to absorbing the souls of a hundred people. Today, I've hit the jackpot! Hahaha! When I ascend as a dragon, I'll thank you for your help!"

"Snake demon, let me go! Let me go!" I shouted loudly, as I was about to be dragged out of the courtyard. But just then, I saw a figure walking in.

That figure was none other than Fatty.

"Yang Cheng... What's going on?" Fatty stood dumbfounded at the doorway, looking at the old beggar, then at me.

"Fatty, what are you doing here?" I asked loudly.

Fatty said, "I... I came to ask you a math problem. I can't solve the equation..."

I pointed to the peach wood sword not far away and urgently said to Fatty, "What equation? This old man is a monster. He wants to kill me. Quickly pick up the peach wood sword and help me strike him! Strike him!!"

Fatty wasn't that stupid. He hesitated for a moment and then quickly ran over and picked up the peach wood sword.

Fatty raised the peach wood sword, blocking the entrance of the courtyard, and pointed at the old beggar, saying, "Old man, whether you're human or a monster, Yang Cheng is my brother. If you want to harm him, you have to get past me first!"

A warm feeling surged in my heart. Until now, Fatty had always been a troublemaker for me, but at this moment, he became my savior.

I secretly vowed that if Fatty truly saved me this time, I would let bygones be bygones.

"Fatty, do you want to die?"

The old beggar ground his teeth and opened his mouth, spitting out a venomous snake breath.

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Fatty's face changed dramatically and he exclaimed, "Oh my god, a monster!"

In a scream, Fatty swiftly ran out of the courtyard.

I was instantly shocked, and a wave of ** rushed through my mind.

Fatty, you ungrateful bastard! If I die, even as a ghost, I won't let you off!

The old beggar burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face. "Humans are truly interesting, hahaha, very interesting! This cowardly fatty claims to be your brother? Hahaha, it's hilarious!"

My face was filled with disappointment, and my heart felt like ashes.

Fatty was my only hope for survival, but that hope had now fled.

I felt overwhelming despair, allowing the old beggar to drag me out of the courtyard like a dead dog.

Just as we reached the doorway, a figure descended from the sky. "Old monster, taste my sword!"

I was suddenly startled, then ecstatically hopeful.

It turned out that Fatty didn't escape but had hidden on the wall outside the door. Seizing the moment when the old beggar walked out, Fatty launched a sudden attack on him.

Such a great brother!

It seemed that I had misunderstood Fatty before. Despite his appearance as a cowardly troublemaker, he actually had a sharp mind. He came up with a clever plan to "retreat in order to advance," catching the old beggar off guard.

The old beggar hadn't anticipated Fatty's move and couldn't dodge in time. He was hit by Fatty's sword on his back.

The old beggar let out a scream of pain, and a burst of demonic energy surged from his back.

At the same time, the old beggar turned around, opened his mouth, and exhaled a poisonous breath directly at Fatty's face.

Fatty's face was instantly covered in black gas, and he fell to the ground.

The old beggar was severely injured, stumbling a few steps before falling to the ground as well.

"Fatty! Fatty!!"

I was shocked to see that Fatty's eyes were shut tightly, his face as black as charcoal, motionless like a dead person.

If Fatty was really dead, it would be because he died trying to save me.

Although he had played tricks on me several times before, this time, he truly deserved to be called my "brother."

A wave of deep sadness engulfed me. With bloodshot eyes, I bent down to pick up the peach wood sword and approached the old beggar step by step, holding the sword high above my head, and roared with anger, "Snake, I'll ** ing kill you!"

Swish!

The peach wood sword descended, forcefully aiming for the old beggar's head.

The old beggar turned his head to dodge, and while the peach wood sword didn't strike his head, it cut off the lump on his forehead.

That lump was the dragon horn grown by the snake.

In other words, my sword had severed the snake's dragon horn.

"Ah!" The old beggar let out a heart-wrenching roar.

He could never have imagined that his dream of ascending as a demon dragon would be shattered by two little kids joining forces.

The dragon horn was where the snake's demonic power concentrated. Once the dragon horn was severed, the demonic power immediately dissipated.

Threads of black demonic energy emerged from the old beggar's forehead like thick smoke.

The old beggar's face became haggard and withered, unable to maintain his human form any longer. He quickly transformed back into his true self, a large black snake coiling on the ground, blood oozing from its head.

I roared in anger and continued to swing the sword down.

The big black snake exerted all its strength and managed to escape. However, this swing of the sword severed half of its tail.

Looking up, I saw the big black snake flee into the distance, running wildly through the village.