The old woman who lives in seclusion in the valley and grabs men with her apprentices?

Qin Xiaochuan didn't speak for a long time, looking at the щww.. lā This girl looks very young, her hair is still black, her pointed chin is thin, her face is red, her eyes are red, and although she is domineering, she is a beauty, and she has an Internet celebrity face. Under the unscrupulous gaze of the other side www.biquge.info Bo Hongyan's face slowly turned red, and his lips pursed even tighter.

"Rude!" Bo Hongyan scolded lightly, but there was not much murderous intent in his voice.

Qin Xiaochuan finally thought of the current time, and he was a little injured. This is really not an era that is very suitable for flirting with girls, two hundred years before the plot, the young girls I met were all strange aunts. In addition to practicing Emei, Qin Xiaochuan can't accept other female congenital beings, his broken goose west wind, his weaving language long heart, and his lovely Fei Baby, at this time, maybe not even an embryo......

Life is hopeless.

Bo Hongyan said: "The Absolute Immortal Valley is my place of cultivation, and those women and children who have been affected by you are now homeless and temporarily placed there, you must not misunderstand!" The girl finally reacted to the words just now, and seemed to be suspected of inviting people to the door, forced to calm down, and her cheeks were crimson.

Qin Xiaochuan hadn't recovered from the blow yet: "Oh. ”

This listless "oh" made Bo Hongyan almost want to slap him.

"What then!"

Seeing that the girl raised her eyebrows, Qin Xiaochuan immediately stepped back: "I still have to take a step in advance, don't worry! The next time I compete with someone, I will remember to only give the other party a breath, so that he can't commit suicide again......"

"Bell, sword, cross, white, Chuan!" Bo Hongyan's face turned red again, this time he was angry, and smashed the wooden table with a single stroke.

Qin Xiaochuan swooped away with his sword, agile like a monkey running through the sky, and ran away after flirting, "This is very Baichuan", what a big husband.

Looking at the young version of Bo Hongyan who is blushing now, what appeared in Qin Xiaochuan's mind was the white-haired and cold beauty who was as cold as frost a few years later, although he was also peerless, but he was not a royal sister, he was too old to speak!

"I'm going to brainwash it. ”

Qin Xiaochuan muttered tragically, his movements were fast, and he fled directly from the town below the mountain back to the Valley of the Burial Corpse. The nearby wood spirits harmoniously helped him sweep away the traces and make the valley more hidden around the valley mouth. The mountain walls were covered with verdant vines, which automatically entwined to form portals as the pale blue figure entered.

The Valley of the Dead is actually a small valley with beautiful scenery, the source of the stream is the flowing water on the mountain wall, the trees are verdant, the wild fruits grow, the soil was once stained with blood, and now it has been covered with green grass, and more than a dozen graves have been dug up in the east and west, and the remains of the corpses picked up by the roadside are buried.

If you don't mind sleeping in the cemetery, there are water, fruits and hares in the valley, and it is very comfortable to live in the cave in the warm winter and cool in summer, which is exactly where Qin Xiaochuan has stayed for a year. He sat down in the cave, unsheathed his sword, and patted his chest to avoid being shocked.

The cave is covered with a layer of wolf skin cushions, pure natural fur, soft and comfortable and warm to sit on. Qin Xiaochuan is not a person who likes to endure hardship, and in a limited environment, he always tries to make his life more comfortable.

"It really doesn't look like we can stay here any longer. ”

Qin Xiaochuan looked around and made up his mind. It doesn't have much to do with Bo Hongyan, and the message brought by a good friend shows that a storm is about to break out in the martial arts. A month ago, "Gray Ear" flew into the valley and invited Bai Chuan to deal with Hell Island together, but Qin Xiaochuan had a heart and did not respond.

Now, a month later, Playing Eagle confirms Grey Ears' movements, and on the same day, the former master of Hell Island, Jiuru, appears near the Valley of the Dead. This may be a signal, maybe this signal is meaningless noise, but in Qin Xiaochuan's opinion, he already sensed that something was wrong.

Suddenly, the sound of birdsong was lost at the entrance of the cave. Qin Xiaochuan held the long sword suddenly, the strip of cloth was silently unfolded and held in his left hand, the sword was dim, and slowly showed its edge outward.

A wisp of smoke poured silently into the cave through the cracks of the vines. It's poisonous smoke! Three sharp arrows carried the sound of whistling wind, pierced through the weak vines, and shot in!

Qin Xiaochuan pulled a strip of cloth in his left hand, rolled the arrow, and the person rolled and quickly jumped towards the entrance of the cave. The arrow was shot on the wolf's skin mattress, and a violent fire suddenly erupted, but at this time, Qin Xiaochuan had already left the cave where he was sheltered under the weak cover of the vines.

Poisonous smoke has no effect on him, but it can extinguish the vitality of the wood spirit. The pale blue figure swept through the wind, almost blending in with the color of the sky. The person who was secretly shooting the arrow did not feel anything, and stood up and stared intently at the cave where the tongue of fire burned withered vines from the inside out. But why didn't you hear the screams?

The location of this cave, hidden behind the vines, is known only to the "Gray Ears" who had raised their wounds in the Valley of the Dead. People's hearts are fickle, and it seems that a month has indeed stirred up wind and rain in the martial arts.

"Are you looking for me?" Qin Xiaochuan pointed to the ground and stood behind the archer.

The masked archer was startled, drew his sword from his waist and swung it back. At the same time, three people jumped out of the bushes next to them, quenched their knives, and slashed at Qin Xiaochuan!

Qin Xiaochuan only took out one sword.

The iron sword turned outward, striking in a semicircle, and the slight vibration caused the wind to scream, and the soul was seized! The "Long River" move, which was more mature than back then, was used in Qin Xiaochuan's hands to put it mildly, and the three of them had not even approached a foot beside him, and they had already involuntarily slashed themselves.

"Ahh

The three figures fell out faster than they came!The archer knife was only half drawn, and when it fell to the ground, he stared at the iron sword that was already pointing at his throat with puffed eyes. The sound of pain and the sound of the wound rotting came from the mouth of the three who fell to the ground, and within a few moments, both voices were gone.

Very strong poison, very ruthless means.

"I congratulate the man who brought you to live for a hundred years. Qin Xiaochuan said: "You don't have a wife and children, do you?"

The archer trembled, and just as he was about to answer "yes", the iron sword had already slashed his throat, leaving only a trace of extremely gorgeous blood flowers!

"Forget it, don't keep you to hurt people. Qin Xiaochuan directly raised his hand to shake off the blood on the blade, and then wrapped the iron sword with a strip of cloth in his left hand.

He chose the latter between leaving the corpse to deter the curtain and digging a pit to bury the man, habit was more important than everything, and a new nameless grave was erected in the valley.

Now that there was no reason to leave in a hurry, Qin Xiaochuan ran to the stream again, listened to the sound of gurgling water, and sat on the tree and slowly stroked the short sword in his sleeve.

Iron sword to defend against the enemy, short sword to defend yourself. He learned this model from the famous killer Yinchuan Butterfly Jun in the Northern Regions. At this point in time, I don't know if Butterfly Jun came to Shenzhou from the other side of the sea. Now on the rivers and lakes, Qin Xiaochuan can easily defeat most of his opponents with one move and one style of imperial spirit. And those legendary characters, like the legendary Three Sects, are easily invisible.

Looking back, the "plot characters" Qin Xiaochuan has encountered in the past three years are not as good as the ones he met in the three days he just went to Nanwulin. He bent his hand and counted the people, not to mention the nine thousand wins and the most missing time, except for the three brothers in the deserted city, only the Fuji who met at the beginning can be called "high-grade". Don't mention the thin red face. As a woman, Bo Hongyan may be qualified, and as a martial artist, even two hundred years later, Qin Xiaochuan is sure to solve her in one move.

Anyway, in addition to the swordsmanship, Qin Xiaochuan's exercises are inherited from the Tianjiang Faun.

"Tianjiang ......" Taking advantage of the fact that it is relatively quiet now, Qin Xiaochuan lay on his side on the branch and said to himself: "You still have to try to walk more places." ”

There is no truth yet, or rather, the fragrant white lotus is also hiding in the shadows and waiting for the opportunity. If Tianjiang had to be taken into account in the future, the chips Qin Xiaochuan had now were far from enough. In terms of identity status, he is not as good as the shepherd, and he is born with less right to speak in the decision-making of Tianjiang. And with Rin Ruomei here, he can't kill the titular father. So how do you do it?

Qin Xiaochuan has roughly recalled. As an external force, Tianjiang's biggest conflict with the Central Plains is probably the region. With the character of the faun described by Rin Ruomei, he will not invade the Central Plains, but he has the impression that in the end, Tianjiang still does not end well, so the contradiction may be the Black Sea Prison.

Now that nothing has happened, the faun is still lying in the coffin, leaving Qin Xiaochuan with room to operate. He didn't plan to establish his own power in the martial arts, and in two hundred years, it was difficult for any force to surpass the Tianjiang that would appear in the martial arts in the future. The first step is to make himself strong enough, only the strong have the freedom and right to speak without being manipulated, and the next step is to know enough people.

Qin Xiaochuan calculated an account for himself. He has a very good personality and loves to make friends, and he has known people from all walks of life in his previous life, even if he doesn't watch dramas, he still has a large group of Taoist friends who are willing to spoil it. After coming to the bitter realm, the Central Plains of Nanwulin walked around, and in the process of challenging with a sword, in addition to making some enemies, Qin Xiaochuan also met a lot of friends, both black and white.

Among the friends he knew, there were "gray ears" who went all the way to the black, and also known as "Mengshan Feiyan", a Confucian practitioner with a bit of an impression. Needless to say, before the plot began, every person Qin Xiaochuan knew and every friend he made might become a helping force to pry the heavens in the future. It's like a net all over the martial arts, no matter what happens, Qin Xiaochuan can pull out enough power to deal with it through this net.

At that time, it may not be the Faun God who restrains his actions, but every action that becomes a Faun will be constrained by Qin Xiaochuan's actions. Even if the Faun insists on letting go of himself, Qin Xiaochuan can always invite Xiao Zhongjian and others to help knock people out, right? Even if he waved his hand and couldn't invite Xiao Zhongjian, he could thwart the actions that the Faun should not have through other methods.

Connections are a power in themselves. Qin Xiaochuan wants to turn the Central Plains into his home field, and use the home field to restrain the actions that Tianjiang may have with the Central Plains in the future! The premise of all this is that he still has to be strong enough.

The friendship of the weak will always be only the same weak. Only the strong can jump out of the chessboard and see a higher level of scenery.

"It's good that I'm not human. ”

Qin Xiaochuan lay on the branch and sighed: "The martial arts are really difficult to practice!"

Fortunately, I am not a human being, so I don't need to go through the process of turning from acquired to congenital, and once I am conscious, I am the spirit of mountains and rivers that is closely related to heaven and earth. Sometimes, some inexplicable information will bring him a hint of non-existence...... It's like, I see destiny in my eyes!

Qin Xiaochuan seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned over from the tree and went down, his hands still resting behind his head, and the iron sword hanging upside down from his waist. Looking at each other, Qin Xiaochuan hooked one foot and shook the branch, and just happened to see a person sitting down under the tree.

Shi Jiuru raised the folding fan and greeted: "Hello." ”