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The smoke of the cooking stove in the village rises and diffuses, the fragrance of flowers in early spring is faint, the smoke in the forest is vast and long, the clear stream between the mountains is murmuring, and the fragrance of tea on the slope is like a wisp of light yarn in the hand.

People here are comfortable in a porridge and a meal in the day, a day and a rest, perhaps, there is no grand and gorgeous fireworks in daily life, only two or three trivial in ordinary life, it is about planting vegetables and making clothes, eating tea and raising chickens, Needlework at home and other ordinary things in the daily life of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, but the people in the mountains and villages can make the simple days open into a half-summer lotus, and live the ordinary days like a quiet poem, a landscape painting scroll without ink, and keep the family together for the rest of their lives in the aesthetics of the mountain village farmhouse that practices simplicity, and lives affectionately.

Such a mountain village, such a human settlement, such a small day of a farmer in the mountains, is also like the character of camellia, low-key and quiet, no dirt, simple daily life, even if you want to work hard for ordinary trivial things in this mountain life far from the glitz and glamour, but also pure and natural, see plain and simple, no contention, no complaints, no sorrow and no anger, with simplicity as the foundation of self-cultivation, hold a soft heart, clear and clear, warm and comfortable!

Of course, they are not immortals, they are also mortals, they have also suffered and suffered, but after the ups and downs of life, they quietly return to the inner clear world.

Fan Xiang looked at this ink-like landscape painting, and was thinking to herself, and one hand gently tugged at his sleeve at this time, "Big brother, we should go back." Fan Xiang suddenly felt very unwell, hot and cold, the Samadhi True Fire sealed by Taishang Laojun was stirring in his body, fighting with his own dantian Yuan Force, just like two fierce beasts in his body were biting and fighting, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, endured, turned around, smiled at Xiao Cherry, and said, "Okay, let's go back." ”

The two walked on the village road, and the little cherry slowly walked back with the trembling fragrance of Fanxiang.

Suddenly, a group of people came hurriedly from the foot of the mountain, all of whom were supporting the old and the young. Before approaching, an old man covered in blood shouted to them, "This little brother, you don't want to run away, hurry up, early this morning, a group of devil soldiers came down from the mountain, I don't know where they came from, they are very fierce, they kill people when they see them, burn them when they see them, rob them when they see them, catch them when they see young girls, run away quickly!"

Fan Xiang looked at the way they came, and could faintly see smoke rising from behind the mountain col in the distance, and could faintly hear the screams behind the mountain col and the sound of swords and soldiers fighting.

War is coming, never foreshadowed.

At this time, Xiao Cherry pulled Fan Xiang's arm tightly, looking a little panicked, "Big brother, let's go home soon, I'm so scared!"

"Don't be afraid, little cherry, you hold me, and we'll go home. Fan Xiang's body is sweating more and more, the feeling of cold and heat has become more and more serious, the limbs are sore, the body is shaking badly, I think it is a serious injury that has not healed, and the body is cold and fire, causing the body to be weak all of a sudden, and it looks like a very serious wind chill.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you? It seems that you are getting sicker. ”

"It's nothing, let's go faster. Fan Xiang gasped, closed her eyes, looked very tired, and said softly.

When the two returned home, the courtyard door was opened, but they didn't see Uncle Mo and Huwa. Fanxiang and Little Cherry stood in the courtyard, looking anxiously at the bottom of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain village, on the far road, there were crowds of people fleeing in twos and threes, breaking the peace and tranquility of the mountain village.

Seeing this, Fan Xiang turned around and went into the back room, put his belongings on his body, took it, took the Xuanbing Flame Knife, and looked at it reluctantly. That flame knife had been shattered by Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged knife, and now it was only two feet left with a handle and blade, and it was much lighter in his hand. He casually slashed the broken Ice Flame Knife Void with his hand, and the blue plasma flame shone a few times. He sighed and stabbed the broken knife in his waist.

He went out into the courtyard, and Little Cherry was still watching the mountain road in the distance. In the midst of all the anxiety, I suddenly heard a few dog barks in the distance, and the dog barking got closer and closer, but I could hear the dog barking very viciously, as if there were more than a dozen vicious dogs chasing some prey.

Fan Xiang looked at the distant mountain road, and saw a few people staggering on the mountain road from far and near, and thirteen vicious dogs behind him howled all the way and chased after them. Those vicious dogs have obviously undergone special and strict training from the army, and their actions such as attacking, cooperating, defending, and organizing are quite orderly, just like a special operations squad in battle. The men were armed with hoes and iron forks used in farm work, and from time to time they turned around and struck with stabs, but they were obviously exhausted, and their strength was not as fast as the dogs leaping.

The men stumbled, ran a few steps, and then fell. The group of dogs cooperated very tacitly, scurrying left and right, so that every blow of those people was almost fruitless. Farther behind them, more than a hundred and so soldiers were in hot pursuit, armed with knives and guns, and slaughtered those who fled and lagged behind at will. For a while, I could only hear the screams on the mountain road.

The men on the mountain road were entangled by vicious dogs, and the soldiers chased closer and closer.

Fan Xiang faintly heard the long shouts of those people, and at the same time, mixed with painful calls.

"The devil has entered the village, run!"

"Little brother, take the little cherry and run!"

"Mountain baby, you guys run!"

"Ouch, this dead dog is so fierce!"

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Fan Xiang knew that it was Uncle Mo and Huwa who had encountered the devil under the mountain, and before she could think about it, she hurriedly pulled out the broken flame knife from her waist, but she did not heal due to serious injuries, and she also had the two heavens of ice and fire in her body, like a wind and cold attack, and was just about to jump up, when a gold star appeared in her eyes, her dantian vitality was stagnant, and her divine power was not in time, and she fell to the ground with a "poof", and raised her head weakly to look at the little cherry, trembling, her upper teeth hit her lower teeth, and she stumbled and said, "Small, little cherry, fast, fast, you run, follow, run farther, the better,...... Hurry!"

Xiao Cherry looked up at the fleeing crowd, then at his father and brother running on the mountain road, and then looked back at Fanxiang who fell to the ground, bit her lip, her eyes were full of tears, and said loudly: "No, I want to accompany you!" After speaking, he hurriedly flashed over, helped Fanxiang up, and stood up straight.

"Little Cherry, don't hold me on! Go inside and bring me a stool. ”

Little Cherry hurriedly went to the hall and took out a bench, put it in the middle of the courtyard, and helped Fanxiang to sit steadily.

"Big brother, are you better?" Xiao Cherry looked at Fanxiang's blushing face and asked eagerly.

"It's okay, I'll wait for Uncle Mo and them here. You, you follow those people and run away!"

"No, big brother, we're together, I'm going to wait for me big and my brother. ”

The men on the mountain road were fighting with the vicious dogs and running towards this side. Running to about twenty steps from the yard, the tiger baby shouted, stabbed at an oncoming vicious dog, forked in the chest and abdomen of the vicious dog, and then pushed it backwards to fly the vicious dog out. When the other vicious dogs saw this, they slowed down and pounced on everyone in unison. One of the companions was a little late to dodge, and was pounced on by a vicious dog, and the rest of the vicious dogs pounced on the man, biting wildly, tearing the man's chest and abdomen open with a few blows, and blood flowed to the ground.

"Big brother, I'm scared!" Little Cherry hid behind Fan Xiang, her face pale.

Fan Xiang had the heart to come to the rescue, but because most of the seven gods on his body were locked by the Samadhi True Fire, his body was in the battle between the two heavens of ice and fire, and at the same time, he suffered from the arrow wound on his left shoulder and the whip wound on his whole body that had not healed, and his whole body was sore, and he couldn't make a big effort, even if he used force, he couldn't go far. Suddenly, another man was heard screaming and being thrown to the ground by a vicious dog. Fan Xiang no longer hesitated, and shouted loudly: "Come here!" The vicious dog heard the human voice, and then two vicious dogs abandoned the people, and as if they were flying to them, they paused a little in front of Fan Xiang, prostrate their forelimbs, barked a few times, and pounced on them and bit them.

Fan Xiang sat up straight on the bench, firmly held the bench under the seat with his left hand, and held a half-truncated knife in his right hand, gathering all the remaining physical strength in his right arm, and when the two vicious dogs were about to pounce in front of him, he used the entry-level knife technique of the sect - the folding plum knife method. Take one of the knife methods "plum blossom fragrance from the bitter cold", the hand interrupts the knife to draw a half-arc in the air, strikes out a piece of knife, such as a piece of snowflakes, only a pink plum blossom opens alone, proud of the long sky. I saw that the broken knife blade flashed, swung diagonally, and the blue knife instantly cut through the space, and the two vicious dogs were immediately swept by the broken knife blade between their necks, each in mid-air, with a long wail, and fell to the ground when they landed, rolled to the side, and died immediately.

Fan Xiang swung the knife, his eyes were dizzy, and as soon as his body became weak, he fell off the bench.

"Big brother, what are you doing?" Little Cherry was in a panic, and hurriedly held Fan Xiang up.

He settled down and whispered softly to Little Cherry, "You help me sit on the stool and hide behind me." There's a big brother here, don't be afraid!"

"Well, big brother, I'm not afraid. Little Cherry looked at Fanxiang's eyes, bit her lip lightly, and nodded heavily, "With the big brother here, I'm not afraid!"

"Well, you hide behind the big brother, and the big brother protects you!" Fan Xiang looked at the little cherry and said in a firm tone. He couldn't help but stretch out his left hand and gently pat the child's head, feeling a sense of pride.

At this time, the one hundred and ten soldiers had already rushed closer, and when they saw that there were people fighting with the vicious dogs here, they divided a dozen or so people and pounced on Fan Xiang and the others. The leader of the soldiers rode a tall horse, carried a mace, and a pair of triangular eyes looked over, and saw that Na Fanxiang was sitting on a bench, holding a broken knife in his hand, and two dead dogs were lying in front of him. The remaining momentum has not decreased, and the horse is holding the stick, and the incense is taken directly. ran in front of Fan Xiang and hit him with a mace. Fanxiang sat on a bench, her feet floating, and she had to condense her breath in the dantian, breathe through her right arm, and struggle to raise her knife to block the grid. With a "dang" sound, the mace was broken by Fanxiang's knife, and a "click" was heard, and the bench under Fanxiang's seat was overwhelmed by the aftermab of the mace's heavy blow, and it was disconnected and Fanxiang fell to the ground. The officer didn't say anything, drove his crotch off the horse, waved his mace, and hit Fan Xiang on the head again.

Fan Xiang sat on the ground, and had to swing his knife hard. With a loud "dang" sound, under the blow, the man and the horse were shocked and took two steps back; Fan Xiang only felt the blood in his chest rolling, and his mouth was fishy, and a mouthful of blood gushed up from his chest and abdomen, held it in his mouth, turned around, and swallowed it back into his stomach.

Uncle Mo and the others had retreated to the courtyard at this time, surrounded by more than a dozen devil soldiers, resisting with iron forks and other farm tools, and everyone was injured.