Summer cicadas and winter snow, cold and summer, it has been a year and a half since Jiang Xiaoru's death in the snap of a finger, and no one in the city has ever mentioned the name of Jiang Ergongzi, just like Jiang Lingfeng in the past, like he never appeared.

It takes time and effort to remember someone, but to forget someone, it only takes time.

The cool breeze in the late autumn season was bleak and cold, and the air was cold and biting, and in such a solar term, a piece of news about Dongling boiled this pool of stagnant water like a flame - outside the Dongling Yongjing City, a large number of traces of spiritual source Qi flow were found in the depths of a place called Brahma Ancient Cave!

The spiritual source Qi Liu, that is the divine object that countless cultivators dream of, the pure crystallization of ancient spiritual power, a small piece of spiritual power can be thousands of times richer than the current Shenggu, not to mention that now a "large number" has been discovered! Even some old monsters who practice in retreat were alarmed, and they went out one after another, in a vain attempt to be at the forefront of everyone and take the lead!

Seven hundred miles outside the east gate of Dongling Yongjing City, there is a tulou ancient village, called Beihong Cottage, mainly to plunder and loot for a living, notorious, no one knows within a radius of 100 miles.

There are thousands of houses and pavilions in the wall, because they are built by the mountain, so you can see the pavilion at the highest point at a glance, the building is not splendid, but you can also see the extraordinary, the gold plaque of the main hall is carved with "Yinghua Hall".

In the Yinghua Hall, the leaders of the Beihong Cottage stood in the left and right columns, and on the golden chair in the middle of the high steps sat an old man who was bloated and fat, with a fat brain, his body was almost inhuman, and his shiny bald head was almost the size of a grinding plate.

The specially built huge gold chair can barely fit his body, the surface of the chair can't bear the weight, it is deeply sunken, the fat head and big ears on the face grow more than a foot white eyebrows, and the chest and long beard, looking more than sixty years old, and the eyes are always revealing treacherous, old and spicy, fierce and cruel.

He is Pang Kun, the chief scoop of the entire Beihong cottage.

This is a real bandit den, noisy and noisy, there is a bronze stove burning in the center of the lobby, there is an iron pot on the stove, the pot is actually half a person's body, the blazing fire has already boiled the soup, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and intestines are exposed, the fishy smell wafts all over the hall, the most terrible thing is that this person is dying and not dead, his fingers are trembling, he is calling with the last trace of strength, not calling for help, but begging for death.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are greedily staring at the middle-aged woman in the center of the main hall, charming and extraordinary, with a radiant complexion, she is really a beautiful beauty, in her early thirties, wearing a purple and beautiful gold silk embroidered long dress, wearing an emerald brocade feather satin cloak, her body is plump and graceful, concave and convex, and her skin is still fair and delicate, it is Ji Yuxiao, the white lady of Baifu.

Pang Kun's voice was the opposite of the huge size, as sharp as a woman, and his eyes looked down at this proud body, a stunner in the world, with a lewd light: "How could Madame Bai deign to come to our poor country?"

"Master Pang Zhai, you and I are both smart people, don't go around these detours and polite words, let's just say it, the Brahma Ancient Cave next to Beihong Cottage is owned by Baifu, but the precious cottage sees that it forcibly occupies it for himself, which is too domineering!" Ji Yuxiao looked indifferent.

This remark immediately caused laughter: "The surname Ji, our village owner can afford you to call you Mrs. Bai, and really regard your own Baifu as the past......?

"That's right, the Brahma Ancient Cave used to be just a dilapidated cave, but now that there is a spiritual source Qi Stream, it is a divine object that cannot be measured by any amount of treasure! Even if it is in the hands of Baifu, you can keep it as a woman? It is better to make a wedding dress for our Beihong Cottage. ”

“......”

Coaxing and laughing endlessly, Ji Yuxiao frowned, and couldn't vent the anger in her heart.

Indeed, now she can't protect this ancient cave at all, but there is a person who needs it very much, Ji Yuxiao doesn't know what to write and ink, but she knows that she has been blessed by people, and since she was reported by Yongquan, that person saved the life of her child Bai Qingyuan, so even if she took a risk, it was worth a try.

Pang Kun raised his eyebrows slightly, and the commotion gradually subsided: "Madam Bai, it's not that we don't give you a choice, and it's not difficult to occupy this place, you just need to eat the rotten human flesh in this pot and eat it cleanly." ”

"Of course, it's okay not to eat, but you need Mrs. Bai to work hard, dress and serve our village master for a few days, what is the taste of this Mrs. Baifu, there are many people in the whole Dongling who are worried about it, ahahaha......"

Ji Yuxiao looked indifferently at the iron pot that exuded a disgusting and sour smell, and the yellow-green soup was as good as the poison: "Since you can't negotiate, then say goodbye." ”

Her eyes were scornful, and she wanted to get up and leave.

Everyone took the first step to block the door of the palace: "Madam Bai, if you want to leave now, it's a little late, right?"

Pang Kun closed his eyes impatiently: "I'm tired." Invite Mrs. Bai into Hualanfang, widowed for many years, presumably Mrs. Bai is also lonely, and the brothers quench the thirst of Mrs. Bai......"

"Yes, hahaha!"

"Thank you, Boss!"

This order made the blood of the people who had been watching for a long time surge, and they almost undressed and carried their guns on the spot.

"You ......" Ji Yuxiao helplessly looked around for a way to escape, all the guards were outside the cottage, and for a while she became the target of everyone, and there was nowhere to escape.

That's when —

Bang!

A blood mist exploded in front of the temple gate, and everyone's smiles were petrified on their faces, and they were terrified!

"Who? Damn, dare to trespass on my Beihong cottage on a sunny day?"

"It's so tired and crooked!

"There's still a place in this pot, catch it for the stew!"

But slowly, they realized, if it was an ordinary person, how could he easily appear in front of the door of Yinghua Hall? Without the slightest movement, it was impossible for an ordinary monk to do it.

Everyone looked out the door in unison—

A person appeared in the blood mist, a young man who always likes to wear white, white clothes are better than snow, his demeanor is as free and free as ever, lazy and sassy, but there is more indescribable maturity, a faint sadness lingers.

The whole world suddenly seemed to fall silent, everyone's curiosity about him, and the ridicule of him all stood still, and only this one figure was left in the heaven and earth, walking with his hands in his hands.

In the midst of everyone's chuckles and ridicule, Jiang Changan just slowly walked away like her, and gradually someone discovered that something was wrong, this young man was very weird-

All the practitioners present could see things that ordinary people could not see, such as the movement of the wind, as long as there was the slightest movement, there would be signs of wind movement in the air. But the white-clothed and white-haired man in front of him was very obedient every time he walked, as if he was a ghost, and the wind seemed to pass through his body when he walked.

Everyone closed their mouths one by one, they were unconvinced, but they had to admit that this person was far above them, and every slight movement could kill people invisibly.

Step, step, step......

The entire hall was so quiet that only his footsteps could be heard clearly.

Until this man came to Ji Yuxiao's side, stretched out the sleeves of his snow-white robe and gently dipped the tears from the corners of her eyes, his movements were gentle to the extreme, and he was afraid that it would be nothing more than carefully wiping a peerless treasure that could be broken by blowing a bomb.

It's just that the more he wipes it, the more tears he has in his eyes, Ji Yuxiao's voice choked, and he said with difficulty: "Why did you come?"

He said softly, "You don't want me to come? ”

"You...... If you want to come, how can I stop you?"