Chapter Twenty-Seven: Barren Mountain Rain, Poetic Killing
The moon falls and the frost falls, and it is autumn in the south.
On the second day after Yunye entered the barren mountain, the old man was very unappreciative and began to rain lightly, taking away the last trace of heat from the land, and then letting the cold air fill in.
Yun Ye stood under the eaves, tilting his neck to watch the raindrops falling from the sky.
"It's raining at an inopportune time." Mu Bai was a little annoyed.
It is inconvenient to practice on a rainy day, so he can only practice indoors, which is obviously unrealistic for a person like him who has extremely destructive combat power. Besides, he just invited Yunye to stay and guide him, so God can't help? You can't always ask the guests to accompany you to practice in the rain, two big men, not romantic at all.
"Mu Lao, Mu Lao."
A man in a mantle and hat in the village hurried towards this direction.
"There is a group of people from the Jin Kingdom in the village, the elder Tao and the elder Zhang ask you to come over and discuss!"
Taking off the hat, a middle-aged uncle gasped heavily, I don't know if he was in a hurry or if this matter was really serious.
"Mu Bai, come with me."
Mu Lao put down the object in his hand, went to the wall and picked up a hat, called Mu Bai together, and followed the middle-aged uncle and hurried away.
"It's coming so soon!"
Yun Ye frowned, his whereabouts were so secretive, could he still not hide from their eyes?
"It may be a wrong decision for us to stay here, and it may drag down Kitachi and cause them a lot of unnecessary trouble."
Murong Ziyan only talked a little more when she was alone with Yun Ye, and she still maintained her arrogance when she was alone.
"As long as we're not dead, going there will cause trouble there."
Yun Ye stretched and put the black iron knife and iron bow on his back again, probably using them later.
"So we can't stay in one place for too long."
Murong Ziyan frowned, there were no more robes or hats in the house, and now it was raining again.
"It's rude to say goodbye without saying goodbye, but at least you should help them get out of trouble."
Yun Ye went to the corner of the wall and found the yellow oil-paper umbrella, opened it, propped it on Murong Ziyan's head, and the two of them walked towards the entrance of the village.
The Northern Red Tribal Tribal Chamber
The raindrops fell on the stone-paved floor, but they couldn't drown out the sound of the room.
"Mu Lao, the group of Jin people who came now is at the entrance of the village, and their strength is not weak, more than a dozen people are congenital masters, they should be here for the two northerners in your family."
"For the sake of two irrelevant people, it is impossible to cause unnecessary conflicts with the people of the Jin Kingdom, and the patriarch has not come back from the tributary ceremony, so I am afraid it will be difficult to explain if he rashly causes a conflict."
The elder of the Zhang family said leisurely that he has always been very opposed to conflicts with foreign races, and it is wise to get along with each other in harmony and preserve his own strength.
"This is our territory in the North Chibu, and they Jin people dare to come here to show off their might, do they still have to endure them?"
The elder of the Tao family also spoke, he has always been tough, and he can't bear this kind of thing of being chased by others at the door.
"No matter what kind of relationship they have, it has nothing to do with us, if they want to solve it, they will go to their land of Great Jin, and they can't mess around in the land of our northern Chibu."
Mu Lao closed his eyes and said in a deep voice. Are they barren mountain people afraid of battle?
"Mu Bai, you go and inform those Jin people, let them get out, let them solve their own affairs, don't get in the way of us, otherwise we don't mind killing them together!"
Barren mountain people, no matter how they are, they can't lose this anger, otherwise, what is the difference between them and those Jin people?
Mu Bai got the order and rushed all the way home to pick up his broken axe.
"Brother Yunye! Miss Murong! “
Mu Bai returned home and shouted loudly, but received no response.
"Looks like we're worried about dragging us down!"
Think about it, two people with such powerful martial arts, who would run to this barren mountain with nothing to do.
Mu Bai didn't care so much, it was a matter of getting rid of that troublesome Jin first.
In the rain, a butter umbrella slowly walked towards the entrance of the village.
"Boss, there's a situation!"
A man in a strong suit said to a middle-aged man who was drinking with his head down.
When the middle-aged man heard the sound, he took out the picture scroll and looked at it, and then looked carefully at the two people who were walking towards this side not far away. Suddenly, he hit a spirit, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth and calling out to his own people.
"Brothers, ready, the meat is delivered to the mouth, whether it is pierced or not, it depends on our teeth!"
The sound of a sharp blade coming out of its sheath sounded!
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
The boots stomped hard in the muddy water, and the muddy water flew in all directions without hesitation.
"You can hold it for me first!"
Yun Ye handed the umbrella to Murong Ziyan, and easily pulled out the black iron knife behind him.
The rain was still dripping, and the raindrops hit the black iron knife, making it appear even more black and bright, so bright that it made people feel chilled!
"It's smoky and rainy, full of poetry, but this world seems too monotonous after all, and she needs a touch of bright red to decorate her figure!"
God seemed to hear what Yun Ye said, and the rain fell even heavier.
"Poof!"
"Even if you are young and frivolous, you dare to raise your edge with a knife!"
A single sword split a rushing samurai in half, and along with the long knife in his hand, he fell into the muddy water.
"Poof!"
"The path to the clouds is blocked, and the black iron sweeps through the wasteland!"
Yun Ye bowed down and dodged the two long knives that slashed horizontally, and the black iron knife swirled, cutting through the body of the owner of the long knife, bringing out a bright red, bright red mixed with some blue and white objects, exuding a pungent smell.
"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”
"The world laughs at me for being crazy, so what's the matter if I fight all over the world!"
Several long knives attacked from all sides, Yun Ye lowered his body, the iron bow protected his back, and blocked the attacks of those long knives, and the black iron knife circled, and there were a few more broken feet on the ground.
The rain dripped down on the black iron knife, washing away the blood stains on the knife, as if to wash away its anger.
"Withdraw!"
It seems that this decision is not correct, to be able to win the Nine Transformations Soul Pill, so that a behemoth like the Ye family can take a figure who has no way to take him, how can they take it casually.
More than half of the dead and wounded have been killed, and everyone has no intention of fighting, and they all want to turn around and flee. This is clearly a killing machine, splitting a large living person in half, without even blinking an eye.
"It's not warlike, but if someone deceives me, he will be punished!"
The iron bow stretched its strings, and a piercing sound sounded in the air, and the iron arrow not only pierced the air, but also pierced the body that was fleeing.
Fifteen corpses lay quietly in the muddy water, letting the rain wash away their unwillingness and fear.