After chatting, Zu Zhenlin learned that this group of people is from a sect called Shuijingxie in the Bishui Country, which should be a medium force, and this time they came out for the same reason as themselves, to go out to see the world, increase their experience, and sharpen their mood, the difference is that they are led by an experienced old Jianghu, because they are also the elites of the sect that they focus on cultivating, and they will become the mainstay in the future, so they send an elder to protect them, just in case.

This time it was their uncle who led the team, called Liu Long, and the young man was their senior brother, the teacher was the head of Shui Jingxue, and the girl was Liu Long's daughter, called Liu Qing'e, and the rest were their junior brothers.

The next morning, snowflakes fell in the sky.

Liu Long continued on the road with his people, and planned to give up two horses to rush together, but was politely rejected by the emperor. They stopped holding out, rode away, and quickly disappeared. However, there is only one way to the next city, and if there is a fate, we may be able to meet.

The emperor proposed: "Anyway, there is nothing to do, it is better for us to chase them and see if we can catch up with the horse." ”

Recently, it has been a bit boring, and he has been following the emperor beggar everywhere to see him make a move, and there are no waves, so Zu Zhenlin is very interested in this boring proposal and immediately agrees.

The two of them used their aura, and the light on their bodies flowed, and they began to chase the horse team. The emperor beggar proposed to chase the horse, not because he was too bored and wanted to come up with a small game to relieve his boredom, but because he wanted to know more about Zhenlin's strength.

The weather was overcast and snowflakes were falling, but it didn't get bigger. Maybe it's because of the bad weather, there is no one on the road, and if someone is seen running so fast, I'm afraid that my jaw will drop to the ground in shock.

The two soon saw the horse team in front of them, so they stopped speeding up and followed behind, but in order not to attract attention, they deviated from the road. The emperor beggar looked at Zu Zhenlin with his afterglow, and found that his breath was long and peaceful, without the slightest disorder, it seemed that he was not mistaken, his strength was indeed not bad, and he felt the aura on his body, and he couldn't tell what kind of attribute it was, which just confirmed what he thought in his heart, he came from a top cultivation family on the mainland.

There were two people on the road, a young man pushing a cart full of dry firewood, and an old man walking next to him, the old man with inconvenient legs and feet, holding a stick in his hand as a crutch.

Yang Jingtian rode by, but the old man couldn't dodge and fell to the ground.

Liu Long and the others quickly stopped, dismounted to check the situation, the old man got up by himself, looked at the people in front of him and apologized again and again, saying that his legs and feet were inconvenient and he had caused trouble.

In the face of an ordinary old man, even the most approachable cultivator is inevitably a little arrogant, Liu Long said a few words It was their fault, Yang Jingtian also knew in his heart that it was his own fault, he didn't see that the old man's legs and feet were inflexible, and he hung up on someone's house, took out a few taels of silver from his arms, walked up to the old man, and stuffed the silver into his hand.

The old man has been a farmer who has been keeping to himself all his life, and he is unwilling to provoke the nobles from his heart, and the three of them have become tigers, thinking that they are all greedy for money and lustful, as the saying goes, good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and the most widely spread is still some lustful and lustful things, and the dirty ones who compete for property. The old man took the silver and had the heart to refuse, but he was afraid of annoying the other party.

The young man with the cart stood by and watched, and when he saw that the other party had given some silver, he was about to leave, and said in a loud voice, "Why, this is going to go, it's too cheap, isn't it?"

The young man turned to the old man and said, "You are really ashamed, you have lived too much, I will do good deeds and let you be completely free." ”

After the young man finished speaking, he shot out without warning, and slapped the old man in the chest with one blow, killing him with one blow, and the old man did not even react, still maintaining a low brow and pleasing expression.

Liu Long and they were shocked when they saw the young man suddenly make a move and beat the old man to death, and at first the young man stood by honestly, and he didn't make a sound, no one paid attention, and they thought it was the grandson of the old man, and he was also an honest farmer.

Yang Jingtian felt guilty in his heart, although he did not apologize, but took out the silver as compensation, and the silver added up to ten taels, which can allow ordinary people to live in peace and stability for two years, if they are frugal enough, it is not a problem to even live for three years. It's no wonder that the old people don't dare to accept it, in the eyes of these rich and noble families, it is just a small amount of money to eat snacks, and in the eyes of the farmers, it is a windfall, a hot hand.

Yang Jingtian looked at the dead old man, his heart was angry, he clenched his fists, and said angrily: "Who are you? Why are you so vicious, even the old man will not be spared." ”

"What you said is wrong, I am not harming him, but helping him, being a cowardly and fearful person, obviously reasonable, actually admitting his mistakes, living like this is so aggrieved to death, is it not good for me to let him feel comfortable? If you want to say wrong, you are even more wrong, first hit someone, and then be rude, you deserve to die. The young man said.

"You are simply unreasonable, as a junior, it is even more against the elders to make a move, and it is not a pity to die. Yang Jingtian said fiercely.

"You're even more wrong, he's not me or anything, just look at him pitiful and help him push the cart. The young man said.

"Since you sympathize with him, why do you still kill people? Indiscriminately kill innocents, do you have no shame in your heart?" Liu Qing'e asked puzzled.

"It's funny, I sympathize with him, so I help him. But he was so cowardly that he made people angry, and I killed him, is there any contradiction in this? What is there to feel guilty about? But you only make me feel uncomfortable, my eyes are above the top, and I have no one in my eyes, damn it. The young man's tone was always calm, but what he said and did was really annoying.

"Senior sister, don't talk nonsense with him anymore, this kind of person is looking for death. ”

After Yang Jingtian finished speaking, he shot directly. Liu Long, who was standing behind, didn't stop him, and he hated this person in his heart, hoping that Jingtian could teach him a lesson.

Yang Jingtian practiced thunder spiritual energy, surrounded by thunder and lightning in his palm, eye-catching, came to the young man, and punched out. The young man stretched out his left hand, clenched the fist that came from him like a breeze, and his hand was also full of white light, he was also a thunder cultivator, but he only had four fingers and a little thumb missing. The spiritual qi in Yang Jingtian's body swirled and gushed out wildly, but he couldn't break free from the other party's palm, as if he was embedded in a rock. The aura of the two sides collided, and the thunderclap continued. Yang Jingtian had no choice but to clench his left fist and hit the opponent's chest again. Suddenly, a heart-piercing pain went straight from his right hand to his brain, making Yang Jingtian's left hand stop attacking, but it was the young man's four fingers clenched, like steel claws closed, and the aura couldn't protect his hand at all. The young man crushed the other party's hand bones, but still didn't let him go, put his fingers together, poked in his chest, and a lightning bolt the thickness of a little thumb hit Yang Jingtian's body, directly shattering his internal organs.

Yang Jingtian's face was full of disbelief, he was defeated so easily, and he had no power to fight back. walked out of the sect arrogantly and roamed the rivers and lakes, thinking that it was the beginning of his fame, but he didn't even see what the rivers and lakes were like, so he died, how ridiculous. Yang Jingtian pulled the corners of his mouth, wanting to laugh at his short career, arrogant and ignorant, ridiculous, but he couldn't laugh anymore, bleeding from his seven orifices, and fell to the ground and died.

Liu Qing'e exclaimed, "Senior brother." ”

Yanagi grabbed his daughter, who was about to rush forward, and shouted, "Everyone go back." ”

Everyone gave up their horses and retreated together, and Yanagi was on guard behind. Liu Long also didn't expect to be so unlucky to meet a master on such a desolate road, this person actually didn't have any master to help a poor old man push a cart, but the old man was also unlucky, met a moody person, and lost his life. Yang Jingtian, as the successor of the next generation of the head of the Water Mirror Pavilion, accepted their dedicated cultivation and did not hide any selfishness. To be able to become the head disciple, his own qualifications are also impeccable, his cultivation strength is a thousand miles a day, five years, it is already the middle of the Tuohai Realm, only two small realms lower than himself and his junior brother, it can be said that he is a peerless among the younger generations, and it is also he who makes the two brothers believe that there is really a genius in the world, but maybe the practice is too smooth, not tempered, the foundation is not strong, and the mood is too impetuous, and if you want to break through the realm, it will be even more difficult, so there is this trip. Yang Jingtian has a good nature, but geniuses are inevitably a little arrogant. It's not that Liu Long doesn't like this nephew, but plays a black and white face with his junior brother, so as not to spoil him and be too arrogant, which will be detrimental to his practice. Don't look at it as two small realms, but dealing with his own master and nephew, it is also easy to capture, but the last blow of the young man just now, he can't do it as easily as he is, and seeing the lack of a little thumb on his left hand, it reminds Liu Long of a person, a desperate person, if it is him, it is estimated that the whole army will be wiped out.

The young man raised his left hand and asked, "Why, do you know me?"

"I don't know, I just saw the hands of my seniors, just like a master who was rumored to be on the rivers and lakes, I don't know if my predecessors were?" asked Liu Long tentatively.

"It's supposed to be a person, what do you want to do?" said the young man.

"The prestige of the predecessors is like thunder, and I hope that the seniors will raise their noble hands and forgive us for our offenses. Liu Long said respectfully.

"What a prestige, notoriety is about the same, I know what I am, but you flatter me. Why, I killed your man, and you don't want to avenge him?" the young man asked.

Of course, Liu Long has hatred in his heart, the disciple who made Shui Jingxie go to the next level was beaten to death like this, and many years of hard work were in vain, but he is also an old fritter who has been mixed with the rivers and lakes for many years, genius, only alive can be called a genius, only alive can be valuable for them to pay, now the dead are useless, the most important thing is to save the lives of the remaining people, otherwise Shuijingxie will lose a lot, and there will be no future at all, if a sect wants to develop, it must have people who can fight against things at the moment, and there must be rising stars who can top things in the future, and these are the rising stars who support the hopes of the sect。

Liu Long had a monstrous hatred in his heart, his face was impassive, and he still said respectfully: "It's because we didn't do a good job, it's not about our predecessors, what do we have to take revenge." ”

Liu Qing'e and her junior brothers couldn't stand it, "Father." "Master. "Uncle Shi. ”

"Shut it all up. Liu Long said sternly.

Demon Slayer smiled: "You are a very sleek person, but you are even more hateful, hypocritical villain. ”

The momentum of killing demons does not fall but rises, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

Liu Long looked at the demon killing, sighed in his heart, he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, he was so unlucky, but he put away his luck and whispered: "When the fight starts in a while, you just have to escape." Okay, I'll have the final say, you just have to run, and after escaping, hurry back to the sect. Daughter, take care of yourself and don't have to avenge me. ”

The younger generation listened to the words of the seniors and felt desolate, this river and lake was very different from what they thought, there was no chivalrous pride, but more bloody and cruel.

Liu Qing'e heard her father's words, with tears in her eyes, but she knew that now was not the time to be sad at all, and she must survive and avenge her father's brother.

After Liu Long instructed the younger generation, he abandoned distracting thoughts, and his momentum was also rising, because he knew in his heart that the longer he dragged on, the more people he saved, of course, he wanted to live, unless a miracle happened.