After he learned the Dan Fang, he didn't take it to heart, because if anyone who took the Longevity Pill, it could only take effect once in his life. He was a monk himself after all, and the lifespan of a Jindan monk was hundreds of years.

Because he had a good hand in refining the pill, someone approached him, claiming that he was willing to buy his longevity pill every three years at the right price of spirit stones. Huang Zhong is just a casual cultivator, and because of the struggle in his early years, his cultivation realm has plummeted, and the path of cultivation has been very difficult, so it is naturally a great joy to have such a good thing. So he found a remote place like the Sleepy Dragon Snow Mountain, and every time the ice and snow were about to melt, he would catch some mortals to refine the longevity pill.

In such a white snow-capped mountain, no matter how mortals get lost, they can't attract the attention of the Immortal Sect. In the past few decades, he has lived freely and accumulated a lot of money.

"Do you know who bought the refined longevity pill in the end?"

Huang Zhong shook his head and said, "I don't know, I only know that every three years, someone connects with me and exchanges the spirit stone for the pill." He paused and said, "But I also checked privately, and it seems that the Yanshou Pill has flowed to the sales party of the Heavenly Residence." ”

She was startled. This is the premier sales house in Nanzhan Buzhou, and even she feels like thunder.

She then asked a few more random questions, and Huang Zhong answered them with a sincere face, and swore an oath, saying that what he said was all the truth.

"Whether it's true or not, it's up to you to decide. She glanced at Tu Quan, who understood, and released a black mist from her fingertips, which drifted into Huang Zhong's ears. The monk immediately felt like he had been poured a hundred and ten catties of liquor, and not only did his chest feel tight. There was also a sharp pain in his brain, and the blood vessels near his temples were pounding non-stop, as if they were about to burst open in the next second......

Two skins on the human mouth. What makes sense. Only this soul memory, but it can't lie.

After a few breaths, Tu Duan took back his soul clone, and it seemed that he had finished playing "Truth or Dare", and then said to Ning Xiaoxian: "He didn't lie." ”

There's a humanoid polygraph, it's really useful.

Ning Xiaoxian nodded with satisfaction: "Count you as acquaintances." Hand over the secret method you have obtained from the Cave of the Immortals. ”

Huang Zhong dared to disobey, took out the booklet from the storage bag and handed it over. Full of hope, he said, "Girl, I have already told the truth, the promise you just made?"

Ning Xiaoxian shrugged: "I will do what I say." Since you are telling the truth, I will not take your life. She took a step to the side.

Huang Zhong just sighed, and was glad that he had escaped death, but saw a red-faced young man standing out behind Ning Xiaoxian. Not very old. His eyes were like those of a wolf. Staring at himself fiercely, as if he wanted to tear a piece of flesh off his body.

In his hand, he held a dagger with a strange texture tightly.

Rao is Huang Zhong looked down on mortals, but he had never seen such vicious eyes, and suddenly said urgently: "Girl, this ...... What do you mean?"

But I saw that this girl stretched out her slender five fingers, looked at her neatly trimmed white fingertips, and said in a manly voice: "I said it." I'm not going to take your life, but he's not. I can't guarantee it. Who told you to kill his father?"

Over the years, he has been stained with the blood of many mortals on his hands, and this little cub has an enmity against him! Huang Zhong's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly opened his mouth and wanted to beg for mercy, but he saw that the young man in front of him stepped forward silently, stabbed him in the left shoulder, and then pulled it out with a backhand, and a stream of bloody arrows flew out!

He howled in pain, but he couldn't move.

The young man surnamed Fu had a happy look on his face, and with speed and composure that did not match his age, he swung his dagger again. This knife was slashing at Huang Zhong's right tendon.

Listening to the enemy's screams, his eyes were red, the green tendons on his forehead rose, and he stabbed Huang Zhong twice in succession.

"Thief, when you killed my father, did you think that you have today?!"

He panted and raised his dagger, trying to stab again, but his wrist was grabbed by a slender palm.

This palm is as soft as a boneless, ten fingers are tender, it seems that anyone can break it lightly, but after it is pinched, the wrist of the young man surnamed Fu can no longer move, he struggles twice, but it is still in vain, so he turns his head to look at the owner of this palm.

"Enough. Ning Xiaoxian said softly. She wanted the kid to take revenge, but she didn't want him to fall into the magic barrier.

Her pure black eyes were as calm as a deep pool. The young man surnamed Fu looked at it for a while, and listened to Huang Zhong's voice that had turned into a moan, and the anger that erupted like magma in his heart slowly cooled down in this pool of water.

Ning Xiaoxian felt the strength in his hands gradually weakening, and stroked his hair with satisfaction: "Good boy." Go and give him a break. ”

From a mortal's point of view, Huang Zhong's hands were bloody and his crimes were extremely heinous, and he had to die.

The young man surnamed Fu nodded, and no longer tortured him, but handed it out with his backhand, piercing the enemy's heart deeply. Then he pulled out the dagger, knelt down, and held it high above his head: "Sister, how can you repay the great kindness?"

Ning Xiaoxian took the fangs, but shook his head: "The man has gold under his knees, don't kneel at every turn." "Never mention the matter of letting him repay the favor. Her revenge for him was only incidental. Besides, the burden on her body is too heavy, although this child seems to be resolute, but he is only a mortal, how can he help her?

Tu Duan turned into a unicorn again, carrying Ning Xiaoxian, the boy surnamed Fu, and the four captured mortals to fly up and greet the small village at the bottom of the mountain. He was not as patient with mortals as Ning Xiaoxian, roaring through the wind and snow, and when he landed on the snow outside the village, the faces of the four mortals were blown out of blood by the strong wind like knives.

Ning Xiaoxian sighed, removed all the restraints on their bodies, and made them follow behind him and slowly walked into the village.

The snow has stopped, but the small mountain village on a snowy night is rarely lively tonight.

The village was brightly lit, and almost all the people in the village gathered in front of the two farmhouses, but the atmosphere was not very friendly. The two travelers released from the cellar by Ning Xiaoxian and the men, all stood in front, protecting the women, children and elderly people behind them, and confronted the young and middle-aged people in the village. Both sides were carrying hoes and pitchforks in their hands, and if they disagreed, they would fight.

Seeing the white-colored village chief on both sideburns, he coughed and said, "We are a small temple here, and we really can't accommodate you, please find another place to spend the night." ”

The old man who came here to join his relatives stood up, hugged his fists and said, "Village chief, we really have nowhere to go on such a snowy night, and there are old people and children in the team." Please allow me to rest for the night, and hit the road early tomorrow morning, and never disturb the village for a day!" he said sincerely, and when he said that "there are still old people and children in the team", the women behind him couldn't help but whimper, adding a little pity.

Seeing that he said sincerely, the villagers were silent for a while, obviously a little moved. At this time, a voice came from behind the village chief: "Let them stay? What if the mountain god blames him? This whole village can't fill the anger of the mountain god when they die." "The man who said this is the innkeeper!

Yes, there is a foolish family in the village, and only one person named by the mountain god was taken in, and he ended up being slaughtered. Now there are so many mountain god prisoners who have escaped, if the mountain god blames him, won't the whole village be slaughtered without leaving a chicken and dog?

Thinking of this, the eyes of the young man in the village became fierce again. "Dead friends, don't die poor", this kind of thinking is not only unique to monks.

The village chief also opened his mouth, and his voice was dry: "Please leave, don't make it difficult for us." As soon as he said this, it was dark before the eyes of the travelers. What is the difference between sleeping in the open and being sent to death in such a cold and snowy place? They have just escaped death, and they feel that life is incomparably precious and beautiful, so how can they just throw it away gently? The men then clenched the farm tools in their hands, intending to defend their right to stay overnight to the death.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, a crisp voice sounded: "Slow." ”

At the moment of indignation, this voice should have been buried in the shouting and scolding of both sides, but it turned out to be clear and unmistakable in everyone's ears.

A pretty girl walked into the middle of the field.

The supernatural powers are really easy to use. Ning Xiaoxian sighed: "The mountain god has been ambushed, this dispute will end here." "She didn't want to meddle in her affairs, but the account of the mountain god's captivity has not been cleared yet.

The village was silent. After a few breaths, someone took the lead in laughing, and the laughter grew louder and louder, and spread far away in the calm night sky. The power of the mountain god is so great, this little girl dares to say that she killed the mountain god, it is really a toad yawning-what a big breath.

Ning Xiao waited quietly until the laughter was the loudest, and then said unhurriedly: "Paint it out!" The cold-faced man beside him transformed into a huge holy beast in the shape of a dragon-headed horse and covered in colorful colors.

Under the bright moon, this huge beast suddenly appeared, which was really shocking.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and retreated a few big steps in unison, and the cowardly ones were directly frightened. The women of the village screamed, full of energy and breaking through the sky.

As a result, the unicorn only roared demonstratively, and everyone in the village shut up.

"There are no mountain gods here, only a monk who harms the lives of mortals and makes money by refining pills. Ning Xiaoxian pointed to the four people who were rescued from the cave: "This is the person I rescued from the cave of the mountain god, and they witnessed the whole process. If you don't believe me, go and ask them. This is a human witness, although many people in the village do not believe it, but most of them also have doubts in their eyes.

Then, she took out a jade box from her bosom and held it open, revealing the red-gold pill inside. She showed it to the people around her before she said loudly: "This is the longevity pill that the mountain god took away from mortals and refined. Who among you has seen it?" (To be continued......)