It took three years to enter the peak of Shangyuan, which is really a bit slow, but for now, it is enough.

There was a problem in Dicang Village, and the first thing Yuan Ming thought of was those assassins. Sure enough, although they had spent enough time in the house, the patience of these assassins was obviously better than that of Yuan Ming.

Thirty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters. A flying sword flew precisely from the side, and silently disappeared into Yuan Ming's body.

"Poof—"

The teacher is not good, and he was recruited as soon as he went out.

"Little Seven. ”

There was a voice from the courtyard, full of energy, but it was not the voice of the old man Mu.

The assassin glanced at Yuan Ming a little unwillingly, pulled his sword away, and then carried it into the courtyard.

Injured so badly, it was naturally impossible to check what was going on outside, and Yuan Ming also followed him into the courtyard.

After entering the house, I saw a handsome middle-aged man sitting in the courtyard making tea, wearing a beautiful sword robe, quite stylish.

"Big brother. The man named Xiao Qi looked at the middle-aged man aggrievedly.

"Sit. The man ignored Xiao Qi, but motioned for Yuan Ming to sit down.

"Thank you for accompanying my father all these years, so that he can still feel that there is warmth in this world. The middle-aged man smiled gently and elegantly.

"Wood. Where did Grandpa go?" Yuan Ming's frowning brows relaxed, it turned out that Old Man Mu actually had a son.

"I'm going out, and when it's late, I'll just take him away. The middle-aged man handed the poured tea to Yuan Ming.

"I see. Yuan Ming was a little stunned.

"The previous assassins were all made by the second child, and it is natural to complete the order after receiving someone's order. Please don't mind. ”

"Can I know who it is?"

"Sorry, we want to protect the privacy of the person who placed the order. ”

"Okay. ”

"My name is Mu Liangjin, I'm from Yajian Ting, if you have anything in the future, you can go there to find me. Mu Liangjin smiled.

Then he got up and pulled Xiao Qi up and walked out of the door together.

"By the way, the old man said, two years later, when you go to the north, he will leave you something. Mu Liangjin turned his head and smiled slightly.

"Two years later? It just happened to be the day to go back to the mountain, and that was the time. Yuan Ming muttered softly in a low voice.

The wound of the sword wound was not deep, and after a little treatment, Yuan Ming went out.

Thirty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters, sure enough, there was no danger this time.

Until I walked to the sake shop, it was very quiet.

Everyone was quiet, no one was noisy, no one spoke, everyone looked at Yuan Ming quietly.

"Third brother, Aunt Yao?" Yuan Ming tried to shout twice, and those individuals seemed to react. Only then did he barely squeeze out a smile.

"What are you going to eat?" Aunt Yao opened her mouth and laughed there.

"Whatever you want. Yuan Ming looked at these people and felt a little furious in his heart.

"Yuan Ming, I haven't seen you for a few days, how is it, how are you doing in the village?" As soon as the third brother spoke, Yuan Ming felt that something was wrong, obviously he would come to the wine shop every day, why hadn't he seen it for a long time?

"It's good. ”

"Whose house have you been hiding in lately?" said the third brother with a wicked smile.

"I've always been at Old Man Mu's house. ”

"Ah, I went there, no wonder I couldn't find you kid. The third brother smiled a little gloomily.

"What's the matter, third brother?

"Can't I talk to you kid if it's okay?" The third brother's face sank.

"No, no, of course. Yuan Ming hurriedly waved his hand.

"It's a fart, your uncle. Song Yuanming suddenly ran in from outside, overturned the entire table, pulled up Yuan Ming and ran.

"Brother Song. Yuan Ming looked at Song Yuanming suspiciously.

"Who is your Brother Song, if I didn't want your kid to die like this, I wouldn't want to save you. Song Yuanming said with a disgusted face.

"No, Brother Song, I'm a disciple of Yunshan now, I know magic, and I'm here to solve this matter." Yuan Ming said.

Song Yuanming, who was running in front, stopped with a brake, "That's right." You're here to solve things. Let's go, go back and see. ”

After saying that, he pulled Yuan Ming and turned back.

"Wait a minute, it's all out, let's talk about it, what's going on here?" asked Yuan Ming.

"All are dead, all but me. Song Yuanming suddenly collapsed and squatted on the ground.

"Why are they all dead?" asked Yuan Ming.

"I saw, I saw that the third child was killed, and there was no blood, but it was deflated like a leak. Then the next day, they appeared alive again, isn't this a ghost after death?"

Yuan Ming was a little skeptical, if it was a yin ghost, he could see it at a glance, but these people were obviously not, but like the disciple that Yun Yao stitched up last time, but that disciple was still no different from the normal appearance, these people seemed to have no soul. 、

"They're all dead, why aren't you dead?"

"I don't know, maybe Frost Moon left some magic circle or something in the courtyard before, anyway, whether I'm awake or asleep, as long as I stay in the courtyard, nothing will happen. Song Yuanming said, with a trace of trilling in his voice.

"It's not getting early now, let's go to your house and sleep." Yuan Ming pointed to the sky.

Guo Tan patronized and ran, but he didn't notice that it was already dark.

Song Yuanming didn't say a word, pulled up Yuan Ming and ran in the direction of home, and when the door was closed, he felt a lot more relieved.

"Okay, Brother Song, you must be tired, why don't you go back to the house and sleep. Yuan Ming said.

"I'm very sleepy, you should rest early, it's still that room. Song Yuanming said.

"Good. ”

After Song Yuanming returned to the house, Yuan Ming opened the door, and then sat on the roof.

He wanted to see where the other party was sacred. ‘

Late at night, those people walked slowly towards Song Yuanming's house one after another, looking at the number, almost the whole village came.

Entering the courtyard, there was nothing unusual, and those people continued to move towards Song Yuanming's house.

Yuan Ming stepped into Song Yuanming's house first, standing next to Song Yuanming, ready to make a move at any time.

"Boom—"

The moment the door was kicked open.

Song Yuanming rolled over from the bed, his eyes were red, a blood-colored long knife appeared in his hand, and he roared angrily: "Stop here." ”

Immediately slashed down with a knife, Yuan Ming estimated that the power of that knife was afraid that ordinary Lingjun would not be able to bear it.

When did Song Yuanming have such a terrifying ability?

I saw that under the knife, all the villagers fell to the ground, and their bodies quickly dried up, becoming a thin layer.