On the Snake Mountain, a huge and strange evil cloud is slowly spreading out of the sky, covering the scorching afternoon sun, making the originally hot earth instantly become dim and unclear, and after a while, the temperature of the air plummets from above, and the cold becomes more and more terrifying.

The thieves occupy the top of the mountain, which can reach into the sky, and in an empty and desolate area, a long snake-like black cloud tornado appears, stirring the fragility of the air, and purposefully burrowing into the sea of clouds from the mottled ground. The evil qi is inexhaustible, and the sky is reversed, hovering in terror, as if refining the unattainable and fearful firmament of the world.

The dark clouds that overpower the top continued to spread around, wailing complaints, unwilling resentments, clumps and clusters, rushing towards simple villages, peaceful towns, small towns and big cities......

"As long as you catch some more virgins, pour blood into them, and feed the evil mother of the evil spirits, it can be considered a complete success, preferably with the blood of children. A man dressed in a vegetarian shirt, young and with the chisel marks of age on his face.

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Bamboo blossoms, May demon kills.

A majestic mountain lodge surrounded by plants enjoying a thriving calm time and a gentle breeze blowing through the trees. The tigers, leopards, and jackals of the mountains catch their young as usual for a bloody meal, and when they dance for the joy of victory, they are suddenly broken by a calm that is forced through desolation and anger, and everything is broken.

"Uh~" A pale yellow light pierced the space, reflecting from the top of the distant peak through the scorching heat of the delicate sun. It is round like a barrel waist, as long as a giant rainbow, and the ladder shines obliquely on the infamous Chicken Paw Mountain. Suddenly, the flowers and trees were out of rhythm, and the beasts fled in panic.

The mountain range gradually became restless and turbulent with the demon fence that the four Heavenly Dao clans had chosen to hope forgive. The cold and long snort resonated in the deepest part of the earth, and the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers seemed to be boiling water at this moment.

The mountains are collapsed, and the old trees are uprooted.

The ancient voice from below the surface, or the king who had been sealed for many years, began to slowly awaken and let out a ghostly sound under the light of a pillar of oblique light in the mirror. Just like letting the master be buried on an unknown mountain, the world recognizes and fears the dragon that overturns the river and the sea, and is lit by a beam of redemption brilliance, which is full of eyes that are unwilling to settle down.

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In the twilight wasteland, all that can be seen is a rolling desert, and the storm carries fine dust and occasionally sweeps through the accustomed oasis town.

A blindingly bright and unbearable fireball hung high in the air, and in the rolling heat that erupted from the vast fan, it was enveloped in layers of upward flame tails, baking the sand on the earth.

A lone eagle began to roar, whether it was because the desert was getting hotter than usual, or because the old and dilapidated altar in the heart of the fear was missing a Grim Reaper's saber, which made the deserted place even more dead.

"All these are the gifts of the god of death, and the dust of the gift is the best gift to the world, all things are one, and the loess is a pluck. Only the god of death can do all this, and it can only be the god of death to transform all kinds of delusions. A man's hoarse voice pale in the shocking storm.

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Snowflakes fall, glaciers are green, a gap that is long in the sky and cannot be crossed, and deep in the center of the earth at both ends of the earth is stored a white and flawless ancient ice ball, inspired by an inexplicable mysterious power, endowed with the ability to move. In a few moments, a muffled sound of shattering internal organs came from the ground, and the earth bulls surged, and a high mountain peak was rising, moving extremely fast in the direction of the North Pole.

It turned out to be silent, it was so scary.

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The shy Yueniang hung high above the nine skies, and the river Han, who had been exposed to the brightness, did not develop a cold and arrogant personality, but kissed everything under his feet with the most comfortable skin.

The silent night, after the hustle and bustle of the day, left only the frequent sound of insects and crickets, when the dark clouds were slowly lifted away by the wind, the bright moonlight once again shone on the earth, and the tender green leaves of the woods made the moonlight in the flowers and the ground to be imprinted with the shadows, swaying with the wind.

The distance was faint, and I don't know when there were a few sounds, not very miscellaneous or deaf, like hitting the ground with a few wrist-sized wooden sticks. One after another.

What the hell is this thing?

When the thin clouds line the moon, the cold wind hits at night. Soon after, a not-so-ornate cart came and sprang into the forest like a ghost.

The corners of the mouths of both fat horses were foaming, probably due to fatigue from the long distance.

There was a beautiful woman in the carriage holding the reins, dressed in yellow, and wearing some less expensive hand ornaments. In the cool moonlight, it can be seen that Fanghua, who is about thirty-nine years old, is trying to pat the horse and "drive" and shout.

There was a low, noisy cry in her car, as if whispering something, mixed with the sound of the horses hurrying on the ground.

"Eighth child, tell those dead children to be quiet for me, otherwise there will be good fruit to eat. The woman turned her neck back and said angrily to the people in the chambal. The eyes were fierce, revealing everything, and her anger was extremely corrupt, but it couldn't cover her nervous expression. The panting shouts broke a lot of sweat, and the rouge on the body and the fragrant clothes blended with the sweat, which could be regarded as overflowing.

The inside of the carriage was originally inky black, and occasionally cold moonlight shone in through the curtain of the door, mainly the intermittent light of the windows on the left and right. There is a middle-aged man holding the door of the car, stretching out a head as big as a big watermelon, now in the moonlight, you can vaguely see his face like a full moon, wearing a brown shirt with open arms, born with a round waist and a thick back, a wide face and a square mouth, a full beard and cheeks, and thick eyebrows and star eyes, a straight nose and thick lips, and strong muscles and arms.

"These children are really restless, not only are they restless, but they also pull a cart of urine and feces, and I can't breathe. The middle-aged man named Lao Ba complained.

The middle-aged woman continued to whip the sweaty black horse with the reins, keeping her head forward as fast as she could, galloping along the path, as if she was afraid that something would be behind her, and she could snatch the treasure from the carriage.

Lao Ba heard the children's sobs and ripples in the shaking carriage, and was a little annoyed, at first he made a vicious voice to threaten, but after it was ineffective, he slapped a big slap on this one, pinched his little cheek, and did everything to stop his voice.

"Tell them to cut off their tongues and eat them as snacks if they cry again." Middle-aged woman airway. So angry that the cloves could almost be sprayed on the horse rope.

The cries of the children in the carriage did not stop. The two people who spoke really had no choice, no matter how many they were, they had to rush the irritable journey, which was quite abrasive.

"Hehe, Sanniang, you say, how much silver are these six children worth when they are sold." The eighth grinned in the car.

"Get out of this ghost forest first, and then go through that mountain peak, and then you will know silver, silver, silver all day long." Sanniang was indignantly scolded.

"Sanniang, you're right, it's not too late to talk about our mountain, hehe!" Dahan said. "I first used my shirt to wrap the and get out of the car, what these hairy children eat, it stinks to death." As he spoke, he endured the stench of, and kicked the feces off. I don't want to wear a shirt with it.

"Sanniang, you rest for a while, it's my turn to go to the royal horse, it's been a long time to go to our cottage!" said the big man who had just wrapped the child's feces.

"It's not that I won't let you come, it's that I'm afraid you're not smart enough." Sanniang said angrily slightly. There were also a few traces of fire lit by the crying of children.

"It's already the second half of the night, according to the regulations, it's time to change me, if you're tired, big brother can't spare me." The big man said worriedly.

When the soft grinding and hard bubbles were less, Sanniang suddenly released the horse rope to the eighth child, opened the curtain of the carriage and went in to sit, but the children's crying was endless.

After taking a few breaths in the carriage, he slowly took out the fire fold from his bosom, opened the moxibustion, and the inside was slightly brightened, following what he saw.

She gave a wolf-like look, adding a bit of strangeness to the carriage, folding her hand to see if there were six children in her place. The refraction is too weak, and it can be argued, but it is difficult to understand it.

She was like a prison cell, wary of uncertainties.

Three were crying and three were sleeping.

"When the sky dawns, I will buy three rock sugar gourds for you to eat, and any of you will cry again and you will not have to eat, and I will not sell them to you." She used a little sincere hypocrisy to wrap the very vicious evil face to convince these innocent children to believe it. It is nothing more than cutting off the minds of children who have not yet germinated into the world, and cutting them off into blood juice one by one.

The moonlight was like frost, and the carriage was not stopped, and the two children stopped crying when they heard the three mothers say that there was rock candy, but the other was not.

"I want my mother, I don't want rock sugar gourd ......." The child sitting in the east corner opened his throat and cried "whining". The small claws that are not plump and like oranges wipe the tears of thinking of the mother.

A cute action, a naïve word, is his truest reaction.

"We'll look for your mother now, don't cry, don't cry. Sanniang reverently persuaded without revealing her evil, and the child in the east corner was quiet.

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Where the carriage went, two hubs were left on the road, touching the attention of a man in the night.

The man was wearing a blood-red dress, the cut of Ge cloth was not gorgeous, carrying a basket for collecting medicine, and his long sleeves were floating on the road under the single moon, and his shadow was even more shabby, his eyebrows were clear, his facial features were handsome, and his name was Qi Xuanyao.

In order to take more expensive medicinal materials, Qi Xuanyao had to come to this mountain to look for it, and there was no extra harvest overnight, and he was in a very bad mood.

Instead, he found a few pieces of on the forest road, and the tracks of the carriage. A few steps further, I saw a piece of clothing worn by a man thrown on the path, wrapped in dirt. The accumulation of acid sweat and feces makes people pinch their noses and stay away.

Cautious, he was suspicious, and when he noticed that something was wrong, he prostrated himself on the ground, locked his tracks, and pursued them in the direction of the sound of the carriage and horses. It just so happened that the track was on the same track as his own hut.

He walked quickly, his body floated, and his shadow swayed.

The wind returned to his house, hurriedly unloaded the basket and put it beside him, took the long sword from the hut, and hurried against his dilapidated stable, and before the reins could be released, he cut it with his sword, and turned over and carried his horse out.

He hurried in the direction of the sound, and faded into the path of the forest under the silver moon.

The long whip kept whipped and whipped up, and the whip was a hurried worry and doubt, and the "driving" shouted incessantly, and the sound was full of blood and heart.

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And the carriages and horses under the moon in front of them, the shadows on the road, kept passing through the forest on the way.

The rough undulating muscles and wet sweat of the old eight bathed in the silver light of the toad in the cold night, and the sound of pouting was endless.

Soon, Lao Ba heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and his heart trembled slightly, and he whipped him hard, fearing that the sound would be wrong. Then, suddenly, the sound came to the scene, and the latter had gone to the left, and they walked together.

The impatient Qi Xuanyao Eagle Sight rushed to the carriage and howled along the carriage: "Stop, park me!"

The old eight, who was facing the cold wind at night, turned a blind eye, and still drove forward, and even accelerated his speed, driving non-stop, as if he had the intention of chasing.

Qi Xuanyao, who was drawing and comparing with him, saw that he did not stop the car, with cold eyebrows, three fingers, only two fingers, true qi to irrigate, fingertips shining, brilliant and slightly yang, struggling to volley forward, "whoosh" hit an old poplar tree, and the tree that fell in response to the sound was just in the middle of the road, blocking the road, and then Qi Xuanyao stepped on the horse's head and crossed, the pillar stood and defeated the tree, and the sword sounded clearly, although it blocked the path.

The frightened old eight on the back of the horse "hoo", the horse neighed, bowed and stopped, he was stunned to grasp the rope for his life, the body arched with the horse, and then the horse's front hooves perched on the ground, "tuk" sound.

When the carriage and horse suddenly braked, a few children's screams came out of the carriage, and then the crying was made up of tears, as if a symphonic squeak of pity, a kind of chaotic song that would not be complained.

"Hey, boy, you're trying to get in the way and rob, aren't you?" said the old man angrily.

Qi Xuanyao couldn't see his eager rough face, and his heart was not completely absent.

"Dare to ask, where is this brother's royal car going?" Qi Xuanyao said loudly. The light reflected by the blade under the moon burst into the eyes of the eighth child, extremely cold. It was as if he were going to kill if he didn't answer his words.

"Get out of the way, these sons of mine are seriously ill, and I want to take them to see Langzhong, please don't be my way. Lao Ba reproached sharply.

"The county seat is behind you, isn't it the opposite of you to rush like this. Qi Xuanyao asked directly. Leng Jun's cheeks floated with a few shallow lines of sarcastic countenance.

"Well, I know this, is it in the bird on Lantern Street? The world says that he is a miracle doctor, but it is not. It's just a greedy person who is afraid of death, and cheats his name and steals the world. "The old eight said. The fierce tone just now is already hidden in the stomach.

"Oh, then what kind of greedy life and fear of death is he?" Qi Xuanyao asked leisurely.

"My sons are suffering from smallpox, and I was going to ask him for treatment, but he was afraid that this kind of thing would be transmitted to him, so he thought that I would agree if I put a knife on his neck and threaten him, but the old man refused to treat him even if he was killed. "Old Badao.

These words came out of his foul mouth, so lightly. He pretended to wipe away tears and spoke to himself in grief.

"I see, no wonder those children are crying so much. Qi Xuanyao said again. The sharp gaze did not leave the curtain of the carriage blown by the night wind.

"So, don't delay my time, otherwise the consultation will be late, if my son has three long and two short, I will fight with you. The old eight said angrily. No tears to wipe and have a long-awaited plan.

"Alas, coincidentally, I will cure this smallpox, so I might as well try it in the next place." Qi Xuanyao immediately walked from under the horizontal tree and walked to the left side of the carriage.

Qi Xuanyao's movements and demeanor seemed to have no scheming, like a gust of breeze that made others feel excited. But his mind was clear, and he was wary of the rough man who used his son's smallpox as an excuse.

The eighth child's mourning in front of Qi Xuanyao's eyes decreased slightly, and his eyes showed a slight brightness.

"Well, if you can be cured, I'll pay you double the fee. The old man was embarrassed and couldn't figure it out, so he pretended to sigh, so he had to stop him, and seemed to ignore it, but his eyes seemed to emit a sharp light, his left eye flickered at Qi Xuanyao, and his right eye glanced at the knife on his saddle from time to time.

The eighth saw Qi Xuanyao holding his sword, and did not stop him, allowing him to slowly approach the left side of the carriage. The children's cries became more and more obvious, but there was no other sound and murderous aura than the crying, and the heart knew that it was even more weird. He first put the sword back into the scabbard with a "swish", and wanted to brake quietly, so he only held the half-scabbard in his hand and used the hilt of the sword to hold it.

Cautiously Qi Xuanyao opened the curtain with the hilt of the sword, and saw that the children in the car were crying, and when he was slightly stunned, suddenly a sword with sword qi slammed into his face, and quickly took his throat directly, and the big man on the right did not know when he had already slashed at each other. There was a murderous aura under the carriage, and he actually pulled out a three-inch golden lotus and slapped his feet standing on the ground.

The hiss of the flying sword piercing through the air, the sound of the big knife drinking and breathing, the sound of the beautiful legs sweeping the wind, and the three rhymes playing in unison, Qi Xuanyao had already taken precautions, and he was already very careful about the change in the measurement of the degree of heart.

When the sword is about to be worn, the knife is to be drunk, and the legs are to be swept, he has long been alert to the agility of ninety percent of the situation, quickly kicking the crosswood of the carriage, making his feet volley in the air, using the unsheathed long sword in his hand to hook the old eight knife momentum, turning over to dodge the deadly flying sword, and when the person is close to the flying sword, he quickly rotates his body with an axis.

The sword cut the hair and fluttered a few locks, and the blowing clothes were shocking. Upside down, the body spins and rolls in the air two and a half times, and the opponent is afraid that the opponent will use another move to himself and the enemy is not in time, in order to adjust the lightness and sensitivity, he abandons the sword on the top of the enemy's head, and volleys out of the battle circle and throws it seven steps away, as if it has never happened.

The body of the majestic shore facing the wind, the moon shadow with his back to the enemy. All of this seemed to be a combination of swords flying from beginning to end, knives that were opened, and hooked legs that merged with his martial posture.

Sanniang saw her flying sword in the air, and the old eight had no time to sigh and sigh at each other's body, so she quickly accepted the flying sword with qi, swirled back and held it in the slender jade hand, the two of them were lucky and true qi into the sword and knife, and suddenly the spirit was sharp, the air hole of the sword and knife was powerful, and the dust leaves were scared away like the wind, and the sword pointed to the knife to the fast whip to the pillar standing on the back, and the sharp cooperation of both holding the sword tended to kill, the move was majestic, such as a silkworm spitting rainbow, sharp very.

When the two spitting rainbow-like attacks broke the trunk of the branch, it was the moment when Qi Xuanyao who was in charge of the hand landed, and quickly felt the hit on Qi Xuanyao's back, so he used the remaining two fingers of his left hand, and the long sword in the air was driven by his force to move stupidly, and the two and three fingers were stretched out again, and they were led obliquely to the ground, and the long sword was extremely fast out of the sheath, and the air suspended between the strokes, there was a Qian Yao's complexion from the sword scabbard, following the trajectory of the sword, giving birth to bright red energy. The curtain that covered the car was torn by the sword qi, and it was immediately divided into two.

The crimson sword qi quickly evolved from light and thin to a red waterfall, tilting one step behind Qi Xuanyao.

During this period, the two of them retracted seventy percent of their killing gait, and quickly stopped, fearing that the red brilliance and sword qi would be cut into the souls of the dead. Qi Xuanyao's sword qi covered it to create a slightly invisible red screen, blocking their previous moves, colliding like moths to a fire, and after it broke, the bell was like a bowl shattering.

The long sword in the air had already been fought back to Qi Xuanyao's hand, and he turned back to the two of them and said angrily: "In the realm of my Central Plains, anyone who sells abducted young children will be punished for the crime of punishing himself. The Central Plains in his mouth is what people call the Han Realm, the Celestial Empire or Shenzhou.

The children in the car will only stare blankly on the wheel of the car, and they will not get out of the car and run away, maybe they really won't, crying, watching. At this time, the scabbard slowly landed on the car, gently waking up the sleeping child.

"If we kill you, there will be no more condemnation. The woman's anger erupted from her nostrils, and she raised her jaw slightly, very arrogant, and her chest heaved.

The two of them each carried their swords and killed Qi Xuanyao.

Qi Xuanyao met their swords with his long sword, and the sparks of grinding spread to his sleeves, almost slashing to his eyebrows.

The anti-sword blocked Sanniang's sword and the knife of the old eight, and the left foot kicked the waist of the old eight, the old eight felt a sense of martial arts, and the right foot bent his knees for a moment to kick and plead, and Sanniang knew that he was focused on his feet, so he pressed Qi Xuanyao with a sword.

Seeing that the attack was resolved, Lao Ba got up again to attack Qi Xuanyao's sword, and Sanniang also relaxed her sword, and her true qi penetrated her palm and hit her chest.

Qi Xuanyao lost the pressure of Sanniang's sword and quickly contracted the sword, took a step back and raised his palm, touched Sanniang's palm, Lao Ba's trick was empty, and he didn't have time to mention the true qi, only roughly blocked with a knife, Sanniang's palm and Qi Xuanyao's palm shook each other, and the ground was shattered, but seeing Qi Xuanyao's palm power Yu Wei not only made them take three steps back.

And just now Sanniang's let go of the sword fell from the hilt, and when the sword was parallel, driven by Yu Wei, it was like an arrow piercing Sanniang. Stunned, Sanniang turned sideways, grabbed his sword, trained the ground, and blew the dead leaves under the tip of the sword.

"You are all so skilled, why do you still sell some children! It is really a shame for us martial arts practitioners. Qi Xuanyao said indignantly. Holding the sword and grinding his teeth, he pointed at Sanniang and Lao Ba.

"Don't stand in the way of our wealth, or we'll dismantle you. "Old Ba's eyes are cold and terrifying.

"I originally wanted to persuade Your Excellency to restrain yourself from the precipice. Seeing this situation, if I don't kill you, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop your evil deeds. Qi Xuanyao slashed the sword pointed at them, "Huh", and took a step towards the ground.

"Hmph, don't you know, if we sell some children with high talent to others, we can get rich gold pills to improve our bodies; those who are not talented and strong can be sold to Zhumen lacquer households, so as to get fifty taels of silver; and those who are weak and unbearable can be given to the evil doctor Long Yaoqi, which can be exchanged for gold creation medicine and some silver taels, and even poison powder. You say, is this a good business?"

"It's really pitiful, since the water of Linyi is clear and turbid, then my Turbidity Yang Sword has no choice but to use the blood in your body to wash you even more sadly. Qi Xuanyao said angrily. Only then did I know that my senior brother and evil doctor Long Yaoqi were also involved, and I was even more angry in my heart.

"I also see that you are a seedling, so you are talking nonsense, in that case, then there is no need to say more, come on! The old eight changed his face.

"If you talk nonsense with him, just kill him. Sanniang gritted her teeth, and the wrist arm of the sword was parallel to her shoulder, and she said fiercely.

The two simply rose into trouble again and fought with Qi Xuanyao. Saw:

Pick up the sword to pick up the turbidity of the sun, and the sword slashes to the right door.

The remote body swings sideways and falls to avoid the front, and the turbid sun shakes the feathers and falls.

One is a sword dance and weaves a tough net, and the other is a sword that breaks through the momentum.

The sword attacks the sword and defends the abyss, sees the advantage and hits the enemy.

Turbidity is not a mundane thing, and Xuan Yao is not universal.

The crimson photography hissed, and the identities were intertwined.

Step sword ring beckoning, a style of peerless Ling Ye Chen.

The sword is very ruthless, and the silhouette of the rainbow is terrifying.