"Bang"

The door of the Mu family's guest room was pushed open all of a sudden, and a large number of people squeezed in, and Mu Yang also walked in.

"Brother Mu, did you succeed?"

"Well, thanks to the frost poison python gall you brought back, you have successfully refined the antidote pill, I have already fed this person to take it, and it is estimated that he will wake up in a while. ”

Mu Yang saw that Mu Tianhong was sitting on the edge of the bed and replied while checking the pulse of the ancient martial artist, his face looked slightly pale, it should be because of the excessive consumption of the mind of retreat and refining medicine these days.

And lying on the bed was a tall and sturdy man, with a beard full of Chinese characters, who looked extremely pale because of the injury and coma.

"Look! this man's eyelids are moving, he's going to wake up!"

As soon as the person finished speaking, the ancient warrior slowly opened his eyes, blinking his eyes several times before he could see his surroundings clearly.

He found himself in an unfamiliar environment, and there was a group of half-old men staring at him curiously, among these people was a purple-skinned, slightly emaciated, ordinary but actually very attractive young man, especially the starry eyes under the two sword eyebrows of this young man, which left a deep impression on him.

"I ...... Where's this? By the way...... cough cough cough ......"

The ancient warrior had just woken up from a coma for several days, his voice was very hoarse, and his mind was still a little confused. Then he thought of something, his eyes widened and he tried to struggle to sit up, but he fell back because of his weakness, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Ah Fu, bring the prepared medicinal soup. ”

Seeing this, Mu Tianhong commanded Linfu behind him, and then said to the ancient warrior: "This is Mujia Village, the people in our village found you lying unconscious in a pool of blood in Beishan, and rescued you, the poison on your body has just been resolved, but the injury has not yet healed, and it is not appropriate to move now." Later, when you take the decoction and recover, we still have some things to ask you. ”

The ancient martial artist nodded when he heard this, showed a grateful look towards Mu Tianhong, sat up with the help of Linfu and leaned on the bedside to take a bowl of medicinal soup, and after soothing it for a while, his face finally appeared a little ruddy.

Taking advantage of this gap, Mu Tianhong told the whole story after discovering and saving the other party. After hearing this, the ancient warrior was silent for a while, sighed, and began to tell his origin and the origin of the whole thing.

This ancient martial artist's name is Xiao Wen, and he is a high-level scattered ancient martial artist of the Qi Induction Mirror, and he lives in a small city called Jiangyan, thousands of miles away from Mujia Village.

There are nearly 30,000 people living in Jiangyan City, and among these 30,000 people, there are more than 300 ancient warriors, most of these ancient warriors belong to various small ancient martial arts families, and the remaining twenty or thirty people are scattered ancient warriors like Xiao Wen who have no background.

In addition to cultivating in his own home, Xiao Wen sometimes goes out with a few friends to hunt some low-grade desolate beasts, bring back valuable things on their bodies, exchange the resources he needs for cultivation with others, and occasionally accept some not-so-tricky rewards.

Just three months ago, there was a sudden series of bizarre deaths in Jiangyan City, and in just half a month, more than 400 people died quietly in their own homes or secluded places in the dead of night.

All of a sudden, the people of the entire Jiangyan City were panicked, ordinary people closed their doors at night and did not dare to go out, and the families of various sects also strengthened their vigilance and did not allow their disciples to go out without permission. Even so, the number of deaths continues to rise.

One night, the only son of the leader of the Dajiang Gang, the largest local force in Jiangyan City, was also assassinated on the way back from secretly going out to look for flowers and asking willows at night.

The attendant who was with him was knocked unconscious in a deep well, and he was lucky enough to save his life. After this person woke up, he crawled out of the deep well, and after discovering the body of his young master, he rushed back in a panic to report that the young master had been killed by an ancient martial artist wearing a black robe who was probably in the middle level of the air induction mirror. At this point, the mysterious murderer finally surfaced.

Upon learning that his only son had been killed, the leader of the Dajiang Gang was furious and immediately mobilized all his strength to find the black-robed man, and at the same time issued a sky-high reward that people could not refuse to arrest this person.

The ancient warriors of Jiangyan City had long been resentful of the black-robed man's practices, and now they had the temptation of this sky-high reward, so almost all of them set out to find this person, and Xiao Wen was naturally no exception, he invited two friends who were good at tracking to join the search.

Even so, because no one knew the true appearance of the black-robed man, and this person seemed to be very good at concealment, he found nothing for several days.

But there are still people dying mysteriously every day in the city, including many ancient warriors who participated in the search, and the corpses placed in front of them seem to be laughing at how incompetent the ancient warriors in the entire city along the river are.

At this moment, the entire city along the river was boiling, and the enraged ancient warriors put aside all their personal grudges and worked together to search for the whereabouts of this person like crazy.

Finally one night, someone found the trace of the black-robed man, but this person is extremely cunning and good at escaping techniques, and when he found that the situation was wrong, he immediately turned around and ran, and the leader of the Dajiang Gang who came to inquire only had time to punch a palm on the back of the black-robed man and injured him, and he could only watch the other party escape into the darkness and escape out of the city.

The black-robed people who were seriously injured and escaped left many traces of escape in different directions, and the ancient warriors who came to find them could only scatter around and track along the road, and Xiao Wen and his party happened to be lucky enough to track the correct route of the black-robed man's escape.

But Xiao Wen, who thought that they could easily take down the seriously injured black-robed man and get a reward, never expected that this pursuit would chase thousands of miles, and in the whole process, they also felt more and more strange and terrifying about the black-robed man.

On the way to the pursuit, the three of them continued to find the dried corpses of various beasts, and on the night of the third day, the bold black-robed man actually took advantage of the night to sneak attack Xiao and ask them, and the three of them were shocked to find that the black-robed man who was seriously injured had miraculously recovered.

Unexpectedly, one of Xiao Wen's companions was slightly injured, but fortunately, Xiao Wen's cultivation was higher than that of the black-robed man, and he quickly reacted and injured the other party.

The black-robed man who missed the blow immediately fled with his injuries, and Xiao Wen and the three of them were surprised that they were afraid that the other party would have any other means, so they didn't dare to pursue at will for a while, so they could only strengthen their vigilance, and only chased after them along the trail when the sky was slightly bright.

In the following time, they also encountered the black-robed man several times, although they all injured each other, but each time he escaped, and every time the black-robed man's cultivation would be strangely improved, which made Xiao Wen and them frightened, but it had reached this point, and they had to continue the pursuit.

In the end, they chased to the north mountain outside Mujia Village, and the black-robed man came to sneak attack again at night, this time his cultivation unexpectedly skyrocketed to the high level of the air-inducing mirror, but they were naturally not afraid of three enemies and one Xiao, so the four of them fought.

But Xiao asked them never expected that this time the black-robed man tamed a helper out of nowhere, lurking on the side.

That helper was a desolate beast that was infinitely close to the middle grade of the first order, and its strength was comparable to that of a high-level ancient martial artist of the air-inducing mirror—the Hundred Devouring Wolf King.