Night is coming.

Sister Qiao'er sat under the eaves in a daze.

"Girl. ”

Uncle Guo walked over and said, "What are you thinking?"

"No, I didn't think about anything. ”

"You've been in Xiaohan Village for a few years, and Uncle can see that he always has something in his heart. ”

"I ......"

"Girl, do you know the second disciple of the Wangu Sect? Every time I go out, I ask my uncle to inquire about him. Uncle Guo said seriously.

Sister Qiao'er lowered her head and said, "I used to know." ”

This answer surprised Uncle Guo, and said: "This is a good existence that we ordinary people can't climb, hurry up and forget him, don't embarrass yourself." ”

Sister Qiao'er said in a lost mood: "I came to Luzhou in the northeast from Yangzhou in the southwest, just to forget him, but even if the weather is cold here, it is difficult to cool down the thoughts in my heart." ”

"Goo. ”

Uncle Guo took a sip of the liquor and said gloomily: "Uncle can understand you, because Uncle also had a girl he admired when he was young, and his talent was better than mine, and his realm was higher than mine, so he could only watch from afar like a fool." ”

Sister Qiao'er was stunned.

Uncle Guo said: "After a long time, I forgot about it. ”

"After a long time, you forgot it?" Sister Qiao'er muttered and said, "Uncle Guo, I understand." ”

Uncle Guo got up and left.

Sister Qiao'er sat under the eaves and thought for a long time, then took out a yellowed thousand paper cranes and said, "Brother Qingyang, may you become a strong man who stands up to the sky." ”

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew.

Thousands of paper cranes flew out of their hands and flew into the sky.

Sister Qiao'er looked up at it gradually disappearing into the night, and said with a heartache: "From today onwards, all thoughts will be cut off." ”

......

Outside the village.

Thousands of paper cranes fall.

Li Qingyang caught it with his palm and said in frustration: "Did she want to tear it off just now?"

"Hmm. ”

Gongsun Haohai Road.

Li Qingyang put the thousand paper cranes into the space ring, turned around, and said, "Let's go." ”

"Let's go?"

Gongsun Haohai's face was stunned.

He could see that Li Qingyang had always been paying attention to the girl named Sister Qiao'er in the dark, and the two must have an extraordinary relationship.

Now that I finally rushed over from Yangzhou in the southwest, if I don't go out to meet him, are you in a hurry to leave?

"Do you really want to go?"

"Hmm. ”

"Okay. ”

"Brush, brush!"

The two disappeared outside the village.

Sister Qiao'er, who had returned to the room, seemed to notice something, and subconsciously looked at the place where Li Qingyang was standing outside the village, and muttered, "Something left, is it a wild cat?"

......

"Tread, tread, stride"

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the dark night, breaking the peace of Xiaohan Village and startling Uncle Guo and the others, who were already asleep.

"Not good!"

"The robbers are coming!"

A jumble of voices resounded in the air.

A group of black-clad men with hideous faces and tall horses suddenly appeared in the village.

They are the robbers who have been wandering around Luzhou in the northeast all the year round, because recently the famous and decent people have shrunk in the sect and dare not come out easily, and they have begun to do evil unscrupulously.

Uncle Guo rushed out of the house with a spear.

As the only martial artist in Xiaohan Village, he is also the security captain who is responsible for the safety of the whole village.

"Fuck your uncle!"

The bandit leader kicked Uncle Guo out with a single kick, and then ordered his men to start looting for belongings and food.

"Uncle Guo!"

Sister Qiao'er saw Uncle Guo lying on the ground vomiting blood, and hurriedly ran over from the room.

"Huh?"

The leader of the robbers was surprised: "In this poor and remote place, there are still girls with good looks, come and arrest Lao Tzu and bring them back to the mountains to be the lady of the village." ”

"Yes!"

Several fierce robbers rushed forward with swords.

"Girl...... Uncle Guo tried to stand up, pushed Sister Qiao'er behind, and said with a hideous face: "Hurry up!"

"Can't go!"

A robber Yin chased after him.

"Whew!"

Uncle Guo poured the faint spiritual energy into the spear and swept it violently, but the other party easily dodged it and stabbed it with a sword.

"Flutter!"

The cold sword passed through his chest, blood splattering on the snow.

"Uncle Guo!"

Sister Qiao'er, who stabilized her body, saw that Uncle Guo was pierced by a sharp sword, and shouted in a disgraced voice.

Coincidentally, the villagers were also kicked out, and despair suddenly rose in their hearts when they saw that the only martial artist in the village had been hit hard.

"Obstructive guy!"

The robber drew his sword, kicked Uncle Guo out with one kick, and then walked towards Sister Qiao'er.

"Bang!"

The stone flew over and smashed on his head.

The ten-year-old child picked up a small stone and held it in his hand, glared and said, "Don't hurt Sister Qiao'er!"

The robber turned around, walked over with a blood-stained sword, grabbed the little guy, lifted it high, and said murderously: "Little ghost, you are looking for death!"

Although the child was restrained, he shouted loudly in the face of danger: "Sister Qiao'er, you run!"

"Run?"

The leader of the robbers snorted coldly and said, "The woman who is favored by Lao Tzu is useless to run to the ends of the earth!"

At this time, several other bandits had already approached Sister Qiao'er.

"You...... Don't come here!"

Sister Qiao'er panicked and retreated step by step, until she retreated to the corner of the wall and had no way to retreat.

"Boss. ”

The second leader of the robbers led people out of the villagers' rooms and scolded: "This village is really fucking poor, not to mention silver tickets, not even anything valuable." ”

"The old rules. ”

The leader of the robbers ordered: "Burn it with fire." ”

"What about these people?"

"The women and children were taken away, and the others were killed. ”

"Okay. ”

The second master hurriedly waved his hand.

The robbers threw their torches out and walked towards the shivering villagers with their swords.

"Whew!"

A strong wind blew.

The torch that was about to come into contact with the house was suddenly extinguished.

"Huh?"

The robbers who were about to commit murder looked in the direction of the wind one after another, and suddenly felt the sword light flashing in front of them.

"Plop!

Blood splattered and heads flew around.

When the bandit leader and the second leader saw this, they were so shocked that their eyes were about to pop out!

The few thieves who were about to arrest Sister Qiao'er were frozen in place at the moment, and an invisible coercion made it difficult for them to move.

People can't move, but their minds are.

The strong aura of death instantly filled my heart.

Although these robbers are cultivated, their intuition is very accurate, because a sharp sword did not pass through their necks, and directly harvested their lives mercilessly.

This scene happened quickly, and when the shivering villagers gradually calmed down, they found that more than a dozen bandits around them were all in different places, and blood stained the snow red!

The picture is scary.

The child was so scared that he didn't dare to look at it.

The frightened Sister Qiao'er tried to raise her head, and saw a man in a red cloak standing in front of her, the sword in his hand was stained with blood, dripping to the ground along the tip of the sword.

Although she turned her back to herself, although she couldn't see the front clearly, she was extremely familiar, so she couldn't help but say: "Brother Qingyang!"

The man who suddenly appeared was silent, and walked step by step to the bandit leader who was bound by coercion, and then put the sword on his neck, and said coldly: "Heaven is forgivable for evil, but you can't live for your own evil." ”

The voice......

It's him, it's really him!

Sister Qiao'er covered her mouth, and tears fell like rain.

"Don't ...... a good man Don't ......"

"Flutter!"

The sword flashed, and the bandit leader's head flew out, and then fell to the snow, his face frozen in terror forever.

The second master who was bound, saw that the boss was dead like this, and the fear in his eyes became more and more intense, and then after the sword was slashed, he went to receive a boxed lunch in a different place.

All the bandits were killed.

The crisis in Xiaohan Village was lifted.

The man in the battle robe cleaned the blood stains on the sword body and put the sword into the sheath in a dashing manner.

He was about to leave, but Sister Qiao'er tried to stand up and said, "Brother Qingyang, is that you?"