Chapter 41: The Daoist of the Valley of the Valley
The black-clothed young man swallowed the elixir, and with just one move, he beat Senior Brother Liu, who was still arrogant, to the ground and vomited blood, and his life and death were unknown.
Seeing that Senior Brother Liu did not respond, Lai San knelt on the ground in fright, kowtowed again and again, and begged for mercy: "Senior brother spare your life, senior brother spare your life...... , the villain was instigated by Liu Quan... Just... ...... with you , It has nothing to do with the villain! You adults don't care about the villain, spare the little one this time!"
Chu Yuanyang stepped forward and wanted to talk about the pros and cons!
If this person is spared, when the power of the medicine is gone, they will be very dangerous.
The young man in black seemed to understand the effect of the elixir, and he didn't wait for Chu Yuanyang to speak.
"Ahh
In Lai San's terror, the black-clothed young man swung his sword and cut off his head.
"Bones!"
Staring at the beads of his eyes, his head rolled down at Chu Yuanyang's feet without warning.
Chu Yuanyang's heart skipped a beat, he swallowed his saliva silently, stabilized his emotions, and moved his eyes to Senior Brother Liu, who was still vomiting blood.
When Senior Brother Liu saw that Lai San was killed, the eyes of the black-clothed young man swept towards him.
Suddenly, ignoring the pain in his five internal organs, he kicked his legs back in fright, and threatened vaguely in his mouth: "You... You can't... Can't kill me...... If you kill... I, I... My master is a ...... Never...... Spare your ...... , my division... The master is... It's a ghost mountain and a Taoist in the valley!"
Senior Brother Liu moved out of his own master's name, and did not intimidate the black-clothed boy.
With a 'bang', the knife fell from the hand, and another head was separated from the body.
Chu Yuanyang did not show the slightest pity and sympathy for this, but felt the pain of the four-grade pill that he had exchanged for the nine-headed Xuan Snake.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the giant knife that Senior Brother Liu had dropped to the ground, and after thinking about it, he went directly over and picked up the giant knife on the ground.
The giant knife was golden brown, one person tall and two feet wide, and the handle of the knife was clearly depicted with spell lines.
The quality of the knife is the same as that of Motan, and it is also a high-grade immortal weapon.
This giant knife really weighs a little, and I estimate that it is not less than a hundred kilograms.
When the black-clothed young man saw her collect the 'loot', he walked over, took the giant knife, and silently practiced a series of spells, a trace of white light came from the black-clothed young man's mouth, hit the giant knife, and the blade of the giant knife flashed, and then returned to its original state.
"Wipe!" the young man in black held the giant knife in both hands and handed it to her.
Chu Yuanyang pondered what he meant.
It is estimated that there are traces left by Senior Brother Liu on this knife, and the young man in black helped erase the traces.
It seems that this young man is not as insensitive as he faces.
took the giant knife and played it in her hand a few times, which made her tired enough!
At the same time, the black-clothed young man squatted down, took their storage money bags from the bodies of Senior Brother Liu and Lai San, erased the marks on them in turn, and handed them to Chu Yuanyang.
Chu Yuanyang was surprised, she thought that the young man was going to collect the 'loot' one by one to be included in her own pocket, but she didn't know that she would give it to her.
He took the storage purse and leaned into his consciousness to check it.
Lai San's storage money bag is not big, only three or four square meters, and there are not many items in it, except for hundreds of low-grade spirit stones and one or two medium-grade spirit stones, all of them are some change of clothes, as well as food!
However, Senior Brother Liu has quite a lot of assets, in addition to thousands of low-grade spirit stones and hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones, there are also two fourth-grade high-grade spirit pills, and some low-quality runes and pills.
You must know that even the fourth-grade low-grade pills are not common in the pill shop, and the price is surprisingly expensive, let alone high-grade.
But it was really incomprehensible that Senior Brother Liu would have two pills that were so valuable.
Xu was killed by the two of them, and this thing was the thing of the unlucky ghost.
Looking at the assets of the two, it is estimated that most of the items that he and Lai San usually forcibly seized went into his pocket.
Chu Yuanyang divided the 'loot' equally and put them in Lai San's storage money bag and Senior Brother Liu's storage money bag.
"Here, we'll be half of each of us!" handed out Lai San's storage money bag.
The young man in black quietly looked at her outstretched hand and did not move.
After a moment, without saying a word, he took the storage purse.
"Motan will be returned to you!" Chu Yuanyang pointed to the golden-brown giant knife in his hand: "I have this." ”
The black-clothed young man frowned, and returned the storage money bag in his hand to Chu Yuanyang: "Mo Youhan!"
Chu Yuanyang smiled, did not shirk, took the storage money bag, and reported his name again: "Chu Yuanyang!"
This teenager is not your average upright.
At this time, he confided his name to her, did he regard her as a friend?
However, after a long time, the pill failed, and Mo Youhan was paralyzed to the ground as expected, unable to move.
After the sequelae disappeared, the two went on the road as originally planned.
Mo Youhan is silent, and Chu Yuanyang is not a noisy person.
Speechless along the way, the two of them even owe eye contact.
As the name suggests, Ghost Mountain is said to be the gathering of hundreds of ghosts, and it is the yin of the yin and the evil of the evil.
Here, it is dark and damp all year round, and there is no light to penetrate, and the wet land is the best nest for poisons.
There are many kinds of poisons, thousands of them, all kinds, and at this moment they are marching towards a cave with a big black mouth.
In the dark cave, vampire bats squeak and squeak, and the hairy black-winged fans make a 'whirring' sound, echoing in the deep and wide cave.
An old man with a ruined face and a pitted face suddenly opened his cloudy eyes, and his eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character.
Immediately after, he hurriedly took out a broken natal jade plate from his arms, his cloudy eyes showed a gloomy and ruthless color, and his already terrifying face was completely distorted, making it even more hideous.
At the same time, with a sound of 'swan', a gust of wind blew, and there was no trace of the old man.
In the birch forest, Chu Yuanyang and Mo Youhan had already left.
Several birch trees collapsed and broke, and the headless bodies of Liu Quan and Lai San were still in place, and the blood stains on the ground had long since turned black and mixed with the soil.
"Quan'er?"
The old man, who had disfigured his appearance, silently moved his lips, which were missing half of the flesh, stretched out his withered hands tremblingly, picked up Liu Quan's head, slowly walked to the side of the bare-chested headless corpse, and carefully placed the head in his hand on the injured area where the blood was dripping and the flesh was a little white.
"Who??Who killed my Quan'er?I, the Daoist of the Valley, will swear to ...... with you!"
The old man's voice was as withered and shrivelled as his own.
"Boom!"
Powerful aura currents scurried through the birch forest, blowing up half of the birch trees.
Although Liu Quanming is his apprentice on the surface, he is actually his own son, but because of his cultivation of evil qi exercises, he has to keep Liu Quan outside.
The old man has a child, it can be said, he can't wait to hold it in his mouth and hold it in the palm of his hand.
At this moment, he saw the corpse of his lawless son who was favored by him on weekdays.
can imagine, how angry, depressed, and angry it should be...... , as if the flesh of the heart is stripped away, the pain extends to the whole body.
The feeling of hatred in the bone marrow, like thousands of ants, kept gnawing at his heart and lungs, making the hatred continue to explode until it reached the edge of madness.