Hao Yunxiao approached his side and roared.

The original smell of muddy water sprinkled all around, its smell was unpleasant, with the most sludge on the body Hao Yunxiao came over, the child heard the woman's mouth say a stinky word, naturally a little pickled sleeve covered the little nose, involuntarily blurted out: "It stinks!"

Hao Yunxiao glared at him with a terrible look, proudly threatening him, extremely dissatisfied with his gesture of raising his hand to cover his nose.

The child noticed the sharp eyes that shot at him, and slowly lowered his little arm, and his sad face smelled the stench.

After Hao Yunxiao, who was covered in black mud, closed his eyes, he wiped a handful of mud on his face with his hand, and smeared it on the neck of the child who started it, and threatened while coloring: "Don't move me, you will be fully responsible before I wash the mud." ”

The second monk of the child was at a loss and was at a loss for a while.

Hao Yunxiao wiped it for a while, and felt that he couldn't vent his anger, so he simply took off the child's shirt and wiped his face with the clean place of his clothes, which was very funny.

Qi Xuanyao said to the child, "What's your name?"

The child said incoherently, "My name is ...... My name is ......?"

"Actually, it doesn't matter what your name is, what matters is whether you are willing to take us into the Valley?" Qi Xuan said straightforwardly.

The boy hesitated, "I don't know the entrance, I came out of it without knowing it, do you know the entrance? He was smeared with mud many times by Haoyunxiao, who didn't cry or make trouble, and pointed to a mountain stiffly.

Qi Xuanyao was very disappointed in his heart, but his face was as calm as water, he turned sideways to look at a wooden bird on a tree, pretending to be happy and said to himself: "These wood carvings are really beautiful, whose hands are so light to carve this perfect work of art." ”

Hao Yunxiao casually replied to his inexplicable complaints, and said, "Look at this delicate little thing, it must have been carefully carved by our women." ”

Qi Xuanyao said: "That's right. ”

The boy suddenly said quickly, "I carved the wooden bird, do you think it is beautiful?" As soon as he said this, he immediately felt regretful and hurriedly shut his mouth.

Near the entrance to the valley, he admitted that the things on the trees were carved by himself, and he must have come here often to show his carving, and he also admitted that the outsider could not find the entrance and was familiar to him, or the words he had just lied and got lost were self-defeating, and the little boy lowered his head and remained silent.

Qi Xuanyao stared at him and said coldly, "Do you want to take us into the valley, or do you want us to take you into the valley?"

The little boy is good at observing words and feelings, and he doesn't know that the man in front of him who is not wearing a shirt and splashing mud and is exposed to the delicate sun makes threatening language, so he chooses to be calm again, and chooses to observe quietly again.

Qi Xuanyao knew that time waited for no one, the more he completed the task for Hao Yunxiao, the faster he could have done it, and the earlier the time to go to the snow country and the ice field, the better it would be for Xiong Dongpei, who was struggling to support the collapse of the ice dam.

"What? You won't lead the way?"

The little boy with a calm face suddenly mustered up his courage and said, "Why do you want to enter the valley?"

Qi Xuanyao didn't answer him directly, but asked?: "You are definitely not the one who guards the entrance, and it is pointless to communicate with you too much, but you are very familiar with this area, otherwise you would not be able to lure us into danger." That foul-smelling swamp is meant to keep people from the outside world at bay, right? So, don't pretend to be pathetic in front of me, it's not my style to hold you hostage and ask for the entrance, but I don't mind breaking my own rules to try. ”

"Yunxiao, let's do it!"

Hao Yunxiao said "oh", slowly approached the child's body, let out an evil chuckle, her eyes stared at the slowly retreating person, her left hand grabbed her right arm and squeezed the black and smelly sludge, her right hand was also Xiao Gui Cao Sui, several scraping mud gathered in both hands, and then repeatedly played and pinched, unceremoniously smeared on the child's slightly muddy face, the black two hands rubbed and pounded the child's cheeks, pretending to be vigorous and said: "If you don't lead the way, you can make you a little clay man." ”

The child was not intimidated by her, but there was a tall man standing in front of him with an expressionless face holding a sharp sword to pierce the swamp gas cover, and it was obvious that he was good at cultivating the sword that could lead the swamp gas, and the cold look in his eyes was like someone's frequent look of life. Therefore, he was afraid, and said, "Don't put mud on my face, I'll take you into the valley." ”

The three of them found a waterfall flowing down the mountain, and below the waterfall was a clear spring, and after being overjoyed, they took turns to wash off the sludge smell on the general body, fortunately, the sun was very hot, and soon all the wet clothes they wore were dried, all the way according to the route provided by the little boy, Qi Hao's vigilance was less than before, and it was difficult for the little boy to cheat.

......

"The little young master is back, everyone come out quickly. Several young people in the valley shouted happily, and hurriedly shouted at several thatched huts.

At this time, the people who lived a peachy life were in a commotion, and they came out of the house one after another, and they were very excited, and they were worried for a long time, and the little young master who had been looking for a long time finally came back. Several old men sitting idle under the pine trees were also panicked inexplicably, and stepped forward to interrogate the little boy in every possible way Why did it take so long to come back, little young master, you can't run around.

There were a lot of people coming, crowded over and very lively, the people of this isolated small village looked at the two strangers, each looking at each other, in the past, a familiar Pang Kong called Xiong Dongpei master occasionally visited here, now how a man and a woman broke into the valley, this matter is very strange.

The people in the valley don't hate strangers, but there are some mustards, because they know that their ancestors are disciples of the Lingxu Sect, and if it weren't for the obstacles set up at the mouth of the valley, the number of people outside the valley who came in to take revenge would be countless. If the location of the non-valley is exposed, then the people who were offended by Ling Xumen back then can be said to be a fish rushing in, and then there will be blood and rain, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Thatched huts are scattered on the mountain, and there should be hundreds of rafters as far as the eye can see, and the whole condition is very similar to that of an ordinary village. The scenery here is very beautiful, after the two of them entered through the hidden stone path, it seemed to enter another wonderful world, and then look at the charitable faces of the residents, and the simple clothes on their bodies, all exuding the simple atmosphere of the country man, but they were busy respecting the child, the old and young women and children did not have the usual enthusiasm and welcome for the two of them, all the focus was on their little master, and they only nodded to show politeness.

"Little Young Master, who are these two people, why were you brought back by them, and how can there be a smell on your body?" The person who asked the question was a gray-haired old man, he had a lot of status in the village, had a certain right to speak, and was more qualified to question the little young master's affairs, and blame and teach.

Hao Yunxiao was slightly surprised, in fact, she had already guessed that the little boy was the grandson of Ao Lingshuang, but she was not 100% sure, and now hearing the words of the little young master aroused great suspicion.

Haoyunxiao's face showed an unkind look, which made the residents who were surrounding the little young master look at it, their faces changed, and they naturally became vigilant, and they squeezed the young young master behind them, and the people in the poor countryside and the world were blocked together, the young people stood in the front row, and the old children were behind, forming a posture of hostility and hatred.

"Who are you, and what is the purpose of this place?" the old man exclaimed.

"Of course, I came here for one purpose, that is, to undertake the mission of the Hao clan and take away your little young master. The unceremonious Haoyunxiao put his hands around his chest and got straight to the point.

The crowd was in a commotion, shocked, you must know that someone finally persuaded Xiong Dongpei to let go of his revenge, on the condition that he promised not to let the little young master practice martial arts forbidden move-Ling Xuzhang, in this matter, Rong Shoubei also lost his legs, and almost took his life. But now the powerful people of the Hao tribe have also come to the door, and there are several groups of people whose grandfathers and fathers have died at the hands of the Hao people, how can they not be angry?

"If you want to take away our little young master, you are dreaming. A young man took a step forward with his head held high, staring coldly at the two visitors, his eyes almost red with hatred, his hair red and feverish.

Faced with the obstruction of dozens of young people, Hao Yunxiao was disdainful, and then snorted coldly and shouted: "Get out of the way!"

She didn't pull out the weak water Xingyun sword, but just waved her left hand lightly at the mountain people, and a moon-like white true qi swept out of the incense sleeve, rushing away from the crowd and falling, and some even rushed up, and suddenly the isolated mountain village, which had always been quiet and peaceful, became in an uproar, crying father and mother.

Hao Yunxiao guessed that they were the descendants of the previous disciples of the Ling Xumen Sect, and the clues of the information showed that although Ao Wutian was arrogant and unruly outside, he was going to fight martial arts masters everywhere, but he treated the disciples of his own sect quite well, so this group of people would support their little young master, even if they paid a great price.

"Hao's doglegs, you can't die well!" a young and vigorous teenager roared.

Hao Yunxiao remembered the cold eyes of the Hao clan for more than ten years, and couldn't help but be even more angry, and quickly slapped the young man who spoke up on his body.

The young man, who had just stood up and was upright, crashed into a willow tree and spat out a mouthful of blood. The little young master, who was supported by everyone, was at a loss at this time, in addition to being sad and sad, he stepped forward to help the seriously injured young man and offered condolences with tears.

"Yun Xiao, that's enough, let's take that kid away, they are all people who have no cultivation. Qi Xuanyao stopped her.

"This time, I'll let you go, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll abolish your dog's leg." Hao Yunxiao warned.

The people lying on the ground were furious, but the woman who was going to take away the little young master was so superb that she couldn't compete with her.

"I'll go with you, don't hurt them, okay!" The little young master stood up, slowly walked in front of a man and a woman, and said with a begging tone.

In order to avoid Qi Xuanyao, who had a long night and a lot of dreams, he immediately said: "Okay!

The people who were slightly injured persuaded: "Little young master, the Hao people hate us to the core, you will definitely die and live if you go, but you can't go with them, you can't!"

The little young master glanced back at them, mixed with joy and sorrow, knowing that the visitors from outside the valley would not give up, and if the conflict resumed, it would be a situation of more casualties.