[Dad, mother, where are you? 】

[Damn Demon Cultivator! So ruthless!! 】

Nanfeng's eyes swept over the familiar faces, and although they were all skinned and shaped like dried corpses, she had a good memory. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Dealing with these people since childhood, it is unrealistic to say that they can be recognized when they turn into ashes, but in this situation, they can still be accurately identified.

[No, not at all!!] 】

The little bit of longing in my heart just now turned into a basin of ice water and went down. Why did these mountain people, who had no quarrel with the world, suffer such a catastrophe?! Why is Heaven so unfair?! Who the hell did it?!

Wait, Peng Peng said that the boss exposed his whereabouts because of Xiaocangshan. Didn't he get teleported away in the first place? So why did he wait ten years for revenge? The suspicion does not obscure the fact that the matter is related to that person.

The south wind rummaged wildly here, and it took only a quarter of an hour to calm down. She has seen a lot since she was a child, and she has many lifetime memories, and her heart is extraordinary. The gaffe can quickly be adjusted, and in her heart, after the grief, all that remains is boundless anger, which needs to be vented urgently.

She needs to find the culprit and slash the enemy, otherwise she will not be able to sleep peacefully in this life.

When Danfeng's person in charge of this matter came out, he only saw the black spot where the south wind was about to disappear into the sky. The man sighed secretly and went back into the house.

Nanfeng now ******** want to follow the traces of the boss, because Nantian and his wife have not seen anyone alive or dead, and they may still be saved.

I cried out of shape before, but it was just a situation of great joy and sorrow, and it was difficult to control myself.

Spore people are getting more and more capable, flying faster, more experienced in searching, and more places to help.

Just a short time after Nanfeng arrived in Xiaocangshan Town, Aman told her that a spore man had discovered the traces of the demon cultivator.

The people in Xiaocangshan Town all died at the hands of demon cultivators, and they had not experienced fierce fights, and the boss was a spiritual cultivator in the Yudan period, so it was impossible for him to self-destruct and cultivate the demon skills again, because once the spiritual foundation was destroyed, there was no natural material and earth treasure, and the foundation could not be repaired at all, even if the demon cultivation could not go far. Then he must have accomplices.

After doing such a thing, it is impossible for him to escape alone, so there must be nothing wrong with finding the trace of the demon and tracking it down.

Nanfeng followed the traces of the demon cultivator, and with the help of the spore people, those clues became very clear. Two days later, she found another similar place, the same chicken and dog. She sent a message to the sect and continued to follow up.

After more than ten days, she finally caught up with this group of evil cultivators with mysterious whereabouts, and the boss who made her hate to the bone was walking with them in a cloak.

I don't know what they were wearing, and they didn't show any breath on their bodies. If it weren't for the Spore Man's talent for tracking, she wouldn't have recognized this group of people dressed as mortal caravans as a group of murderous cultivators.

These evil cultivators are the scum of demon cultivation, because their all-encompassing cultivation methods often cause the world to misunderstand demon cultivation. What they practice is also demonic skills, but because of their poor temperament, it is difficult to control their desires, and they are easy to go on the wrong path, so they become evil cultivators.

Judging from the experience of Nanfeng and Demon Cultivators, they are just more unscrupulous in doing things, and they prefer to be direct, and they still disdain innocent killing. Therefore, such a thing as slaughtering mortal towns could never be done by orthodox demon cultivators.

"Hey, the world is difficult, I can't help it, my horses have to eat grass!"

Nanfeng wears a large cloak with only a chin exposed, and looks like an ordinary charlatan. At this moment, she was drinking tea in a tea shed on the side of the road, which was Liulin Town near Dacang Mountain. And the fat man with an embarrassed face, looking closely, is also an acquaintance.

"Shopkeeper Jin, the world is too chaotic now, we orphans and widows, you have pity on us, let us follow your convoy!"

"Hey, I can't help it, my horses have to eat grass!"

"We don't get in the car, we follow you!"

"But our guards are going to ride horses! It's not safe for you to follow without an escort! If the horses don't have enough to eat, the guards will be unhappy! After all, it's still about the horses! ”

The south wind almost squirted out a sip of tea. For so many years, this Jin Wanguan has changed from a middle-aged fat man to a fat old man, and this habit of asking for money still can't be changed.

I don't know if the boss also remembers this fat shopkeeper who wants money. Back then, on the way from Liyang City to Ningyu City, it was the caravan that rubbed this golden thousand, and it was the same at that time, saying again and again, saying that his horses were eating and what they were using, but he refused to take others in vain.

I used to hear people say that when I was three years old, Nanfeng felt untrustworthy, who knows what life will go through? What will change? Now it seems to make sense. More than ten years later, Jin Wanguan is still Jin Wanguan.

The Spore Man did not find any clues about the Nan family couple, and Nanfeng had to follow the group.

"Shopkeeper, give you horse grass money. Hurry up and let them come up~ Give me one by the way! ”

Nanfeng used a mask made by Aman at this time, and he looked like a completely different person, with resolute facial features and an ordinary face. Then use the "Nine Shadows Forging Soul Technique" to change the fluctuation of his own divine consciousness, even if there is an evil cultivator who can identify a monk and a mortal through his divine sense, he will not be able to see her roots.

"Hey! Good good! This horse, if you can't eat enough, you can't run fast, and I can't help it! You two hurry up and thank this chivalrous woman for her great kindness! ”

Jin Wanguan's words, the south wind automatically filtered, and directly got on a flatbed. Because she was able to board the convoy, the mother and son hurriedly dragged each other and climbed up, closely following the pace of the south wind, for fear that Jin Wanguan would regret it.

"This lady is really a life-saving bodhisattva, thank you so much~ If it weren't for your help, our mother and son would have been sucked dry by that monster halfway." The woman took her yellow-skinny son in her hand and kowtowed to Nanfeng together, and Nanfeng quickly stopped them.

Listening to the words of their mother and son, Nanfeng knew that they were nothing more than struggling people in the mortal world.

Raising a daughter in the mortal world, if the daughter is taken by the emperor and becomes the mother of the palace, it is a great creation, she calls Nanfeng like this, just to show a kind of respect. There are also people in the world who don't know what immortal cultivation is.

Nanfeng sighed secretly in his heart. Running for your life but desperately fleeing to the culprit is really unlucky and heartbreaking, and you can't see it.

Nanfeng didn't speak coolly, maintaining the appearance of a chivalrous woman with a cold face and a warm heart. Seeing the appearance of the two of them, they insisted on thanking them with a dry and hoarse voice, and handed over the water bag on their waists, once again ushering in a new round of gratitude from the two mothers and sons. (To be continued.) )