Because it was late, the teenagers did not go down the mountain, a bonfire rose on the mountain, several people around the bonfire to eat dry buns, the autumn breeze was bleak but warm, but it also had a charm. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After some exchanges, Feng Xiaoxiao and several people understood that the cold-faced young man was called Tu Tie, and Tu sex was rare in the mortal world, and the mother and son fled from the Saihe River.

Hearing the cold-faced young man's surname Tu, the Tianzi boy suddenly raised his head and looked at him, and his eyes that had always been calm were a little more vigilant and precautionary.

Tu Tie didn't seem to like to communicate with people, and didn't speak again after saying his name.

It was Chu Yunping who talked exaggeratedly.

"When I go to Hanyang City, I must make friends with those big people, if I can make friends with one or two of the best masters, it would be the best, and then I will see if Chu Nanguo will say that I have made some fox friends and dog friends."

"What are you doing in Hanyang City?" Tu Tie asked suddenly.

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Hanyang City is where the bishop of the East Palace Divine Court Sect is located, and now the East Palace and the West Palace are at war, I heard that the people nearby have suffered countless casualties, we want to go and see if we can help." ”

"Then are you helping the East Palace or the West Palace?"

Chu Yunping said: "Of course it's the East Palace, we killed a divine envoy from the West Palace just now. ”

"Actually, it's not as miserable as you say, although the East Palace is weak, it is not so unbearable, after all, the foundation of the East Palace is there, but the various sects of the East Palace have been destroyed, and many believers and missionaries have gone to Hanyang City, and there is no place to put their feet on the streets of Hanyang City."

"How can there be so many people?" Feng Xiaoxiao wondered.

Hanyang City is much larger than Ningbo City, and even if there are many people, there will be no place to stay.

Tu Tie continued: "It's just that the believers and missionaries of the Donggong Divine Court Sect certainly won't, there was a plague ten miles away from Hanyang City, but anyone who had a little strength to come out alive went to Hanyang City. ”

"How do you know that?" Chu Yunping asked.

"We came out of Hanyang City."

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In the early morning, it rained lightly overnight, and the air was exceptionally fresh.

After bidding farewell to Tu Tie, Han Dasha and the others set foot on the road to Hanyang City again.

A few people passed by several villages ten miles away from Ningbo City, and as Tu Tie said, the villages were empty, some were just rotting corpses, flies flying all over the sky, and vultures snatching food from flies.

"How so?" Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly red, but anyone with a little conscience would feel uncomfortable when they saw such a scene.

"Natural disasters are the most ruthless, and there is no way to have a plague."

"It's not the plague, it's poisoning." The Tianzi boy looked at a carrion corpse and said.

"How can you see that the people here are ordinary people who don't know how to cultivate, who spends a lot of effort on these people?" Chu Yunping was puzzled.

The Tianzi boy said: "If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the color of the carrion corpse is black, especially the ribs are obviously different from normal people. ”

"Help, help."

At this time, there was a sudden cry for help not far away.

"Someone shouts for help, go and take a look." Feng Xiaoxiao said.

When they approached, they saw a woman crying for help, who was lying on the haystack with her big belly.

Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly stepped forward to check, "Sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Oops, it hurts me, it hurts me." The woman kept shouting.

"I guess I have the plague too." Chu Yunping said.

"Probably not, the plague has been around for a while." Feng Xiaoxiao touched the woman's forehead with her hand and said.

Chu Yunping exclaimed: "It shouldn't be that you are going to give birth to a baby." ”

Han Dasha asked, "What is giving birth to a baby?" ”

"This is a very profound question, and I won't be able to explain it to you for a while."

"Eldest sister, where are you uncomfortable?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked with concern.

The woman screamed in pain as she surveyed the group with the afterglow out of the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, a cold glint flashed in the woman's eyes, and she held a short dagger in her right hand at some point, and turned it half-alone, stabbing at Feng Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao be careful." Han Dasha shouted.

Feng Xiaoxiao dodged in terror, but it was still too late, and the short dagger had already stabbed at Feng Xiaoxiao.

Don't look at Han Dasha's incomplete mind, but his reaction speed is not slow at all, and he slapped it with one palm.

The woman fell to the ground with a slap before she could dodge, and an embroidered pillow fell out, and it turned out that she was not a fetus in her womb.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, are you okay?" Han Dasha squatted down and shouted eagerly.

"I ...... I'm fine. Feng Xiaoxiao's face was pale, pretending to be calm.

The short dagger was not in the critical position of Feng Xiaoxiao, but why did Feng Xiaoxiao feel that the vitality in his body was passing little by little.

Han Dasha hurriedly took out the porcelain net bottle he carried with him, and the bottle contained the elixir refined by the Guigu Divine Doctor, although he didn't know what it was for, but he heard Feng Xiaoxiao say that there were many benefits of the elixir.

"Poisonous woman, is your dagger stained with poison?" Chu Yunping shouted at the woman.

"Haha, that's right, it's poisonous." The woman laughed.

"Who are you?" Chu Yunping asked.

"The one who killed you."

"Just you?"

Although the woman's cultivation was higher than Chu Yunping's, it was even lower than Zhang Tong's.

The woman did not care about being despised and got up from the ground and said, "Of course I can't, but you think I'm only one person." ”

After the woman finished speaking, more than a dozen people suddenly gathered around the ruins.

Chu Yunping was taken aback, it seemed that this group of people had come prepared, and they had already set up an ambush here.

"Who are you?" Chu Yunping asked.

"The one who wants your life." One of them couldn't help but say, holding a big knife and slashing at Chu Yunping.

Chu Yunping didn't say a word, he drew his sword and headed towards the man.

Seeing this, the dozen or so people also galloped over with sharp weapons, as if they were afraid of falling behind.

"Dasha don't care about me, you go and help Chu Gongzi." Feng Xiaoxiao said.

This group of people is disorganized, their cultivation is ordinary, and they can't think of where they got the courage, maybe they know that they can't beat it, so they came up with such a bitter plan.

It can be seen that a group of people are not Chu Yunping and Han Dasha's opponents at all, and it didn't take long for a group of people to be beaten to the ground by Han Dasha and Chu Yunping.

"Say, Who sent you?" Chu Yunping's sword pointed at one of them and shouted sharply.

"Uncle spare your life, uncle spare your life." The man kept banging his head on the ground.

"If you want me to spare your dog's life, tell me who sent you."

"Uncle, no one sent us, we came by ourselves." The man said with a shudder.

"Nonsense, if you don't explain honestly, my sword won't have long eyes."

"Uncle, no one really sent us, we ...... because we read the reward order of the Xigong Divine Court Sect and wanted to make a windfall," the man said, and then took out a folded notice.

Chu Yunping suspiciously took the notice in the man's hand and unfolded the notice, there were portraits of four people on the notice, although the painting was not very similar, Chu Yunping still recognized one of them as himself, and the other three were Han Dasha, Feng Xiaoxiao and Tu Tie.

There are a few lines of text under the notice: The four people shown in the portrait are the wicked people hunted down by my Xigong Shenting Sect, but whoever takes the head of one of the four people can receive one hundred taels of silver.

Chu Yunping tore up the notice and said angrily: "Damn, is my life worth this hundred taels of silver." ”

"Lord, the Wind Girl is no good."

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