Turning over in the air, the whole person fell to the ground steadily, and looked around by the reflection of the hazy moonlight. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info saw that there was no one around, so Ben Lang walked into the hall and walked into the backyard through the auxiliary door on the right.

In the middle of the backyard is an old locust tree, which is made of stone bricks and forms a round bottom.

There are wings on both sides, and you don't have to think about it, you know that the bullshit county order must be living in the master bedroom in front of you. Although countless thoughts flashed through his mind, he still couldn't think of a way to get out of his evil anger.

In a flash, he walked to the door and pushed the door tentatively, but he didn't expect the door to be unlocked. Carefully pushed the door open to one side, and after dodging in, it immediately closed again, without making a sound.

This county magistrate obviously didn't expect that someone would sneak into the government office in the middle of the night and run to the county magistrate's bedroom.

The moonlight filtered through the window paper, projecting on the stone bricks, and it was easy to find the oil lamp placed on the wooden table. Then he took out the fire fold from his bosom and lit it.

The fire lit up the whole bedroom, and after taking a look at the gold ornaments in the room. Xiaoyao snorted coldly, and saw the county magistrate lying on the bed.

Obviously, the sudden light did not wake him up.

Xiaoyao lifted a round chair with his hand, walked to the front of the couch and put it down, and after Shi Ran sat down, he pulled out the Zhuxian Sword behind his back.

The tip of the sword was straight to his nose, and the county commander, who was still asleep, obviously had not yet noticed the sudden drop in temperature and the murderous aura in the room.

Smack

Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, revealing a playful expression, and with a slight shake of his wrist, the sword face and the fat cheeks of the county commander immediately collided.

The fat county commander's eyes widened, and he suddenly showed a frightened expression, and was about to shout. The sword in Xiaoyao's hand was already across his neck, and the cold body of the sword suddenly made him resist the urge to shout for help.

"Do you still know me?" Xiaoyao's eyes were slightly picked, and he said coldly.

The fat county order was speechless for a while, obviously frightened, and his fat face was very sluggish.

Seeing his appearance, the anger in Xiaoyao's heart was suddenly relieved a lot, and he suddenly felt less entangled with him.

"Say, where does Bai Yuanwu live?"

The screaming sound of the free obviously played a role.

I saw that the fat on the fat face trembled slightly, and then a pair of thin eyes came back to my senses. Although it had been more than half a year, he still recognized Xiaoyao, and his heart suddenly became like lime.

That day, he heard that the official said that he died in the class room, and thought that this matter was over, but he would have thought that there would be a matter of asking for his life in the middle of the night today.

"He... He... In the high mountain cottage. The fat county commander replied tremblingly, and wanted to beg for mercy, but a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. I'm afraid that if I say one more word, the young man in front of me will be impatient to end it.

This high cottage has a distance of almost ten miles, and it is also a village where the descendants of the Bai nationality gather, and Xiaoyao has been there a few times, and the road is not unfamiliar.

Thinking to himself, this county commander who was greedy for life and afraid of death didn't dare to tell a lie, so he suddenly withdrew his sword momentum and returned the sword into the sheath. He stood up and said, "If you don't want to die, give me some peace in the future." ”

After that, he walked out.

After only hearing the sound of the wooden door colliding, the fat county commander who had survived the catastrophe suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and in just a few words, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Reaching out and touching his throat, the sticky blood and the slightly pungent smell of blood made him even more afraid.

……

He jumped out of the high wall and led the group to the high mountain village.

If you change to an ordinary person to take a car on foot, if you want to go from the government to the high mountain village, it will take a day and a half to do it, but to change to these Changfeng Pavilion disciples, it is a few sparkling kung fu.

Gaoshan Village is a village built by the mountain, at this time the night is thick, and there is no light in the village. The whole cottage is blended with the mountain at one time, which makes people feel a headache.

After a short pause in front of the wooden village, the group looked at the inside of the village, although it was not good to find someone to ask this time, but Xiaoyao already had a rating in his heart.

Secretly thinking that in terms of Bai Yuanwu's spiritual cultivation, there shouldn't be no vigilance at all!

Generally speaking, as long as a person is a cultivator, no matter how strong or weak his spiritual cultivation is, as long as it is within a certain range, he will perceive the fluctuations of spiritual power in the vicinity.

And this perception is also different, if your own spiritual cultivation is weak, you can't perceive the fluctuations of nearby masters. If you are spiritually strong, you will do the opposite.

Everyone walked through the house to a place, about the stairs in the center of the village, and Xiaoyaoxuan stopped, turned his head and gave Ziming a faint look.

Ziming suddenly understood, straightened his clothes slightly, and took two steps forward. The slender arms were raised slightly, and the spiritual power in the body was immediately mobilized, gushing out of the body along the spiritual veins and blood paths.

Airplanes...

Circles of outward spiritual light flashed like ripples.

The fluctuation of spiritual power that is not weak is instantly transmitted to every corner of the mountain village.

Everyone waited for a moment, and sure enough, in the direction of their north, a spiritual wave of response was sent out in the darkness. Obviously, Bai Yuanwu sensed their presence and reverberate.

Ziming smiled with relief, returned to the house, and looked in the direction that echoed just now.

In a deep path in the shadows, a ghostly black shadow flashed, and when the black shadow walked, everyone saw the appearance clearly.

Except for a few of them, most of them didn't know this senior brother who had not been out of the cabinet for a long time.

Xiaoyao said respectfully, that is, he told the meaning.

When he heard that Baiyun Village was slaughtered, Bai Yuanwu's body, which had already recovered to a tough body, trembled suddenly, and the green tendons on his forehead suddenly appeared, looking angry.

Xiaoyao originally thought that Bai Yuanwu was also indignant at the brutality of the Red Moon Sect, but what he didn't expect was Bai Yuanwu, who was still angry, but he said something that made Xiaoyao's murderous anger pause.

"Wu Liang!" Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and spat out two words from between his lips.

Xiaoyao's thin body trembled uncontrollably, obviously angry to the extreme. At this time, although he couldn't conclude that the matter in Baiyun Village was caused by Wu Liang, he must have nothing to do with him.

"Wu Liang has been back to the mansion since he went crazy, last time, I overheard him talk about you and Baiyun Village, but I didn't expect him to be so mad." Bai Yuanwu said stupidly.

Xiaoyao snorted coldly. Although he didn't speak, everyone could guess that the person named Wu Liang was afraid that his life would not be long in coming. With the courage to dare to fight with the leader of the Red Moon Sect, he was just a ghost bee, and he didn't pay attention to it.

"We'll be on the Ghost Bee tomorrow." After speaking, Xiaoyao's eyes revealed a clear light.

Bai Yuanwu was frightened by the young man's ruthless aura, and after being stunned for a moment, he said solemnly, "I'll go with you." ”

Hearing this, Xiaoyao's face softened slightly, and he shook his head suddenly, "Your body has just recovered, and it is not suitable to fight with evil spirits. ”

Hearing this, Bai Yuanwu's face showed a gloomy expression, and he sighed helplessly. Xiaoyao is not right, with his current weak spirituality, it is obvious that he cannot fight with evil spirits. And he himself knows that if he wants to restore his former majestic spiritual power, he is afraid that it will be another painful period of reconstruction.

Seeing that his face was haggard, knowing that he had inadvertently touched his sadness, Xiaoyao said a little apologetically, "Senior Brother Yuanwu, I didn't mean that. ”

Bai Yuanwu flicked his hand, signaled that he was fine, and immediately said, "Let's go!" I'll find you a place to rest for the night. ”

Xiaoyao nodded, and the group was led by Bai Yuanwu to rest.