In the blink of an eye, it was dark.

Xia Qing simply packed the package, but was reluctant to get into the car.

There was a sigh in the darkness, and the old lady walked out with the support of the maidservant, "Qing'er, let's go, let's go." ”

"I'm not leaving!"

Xia Qing's eyes were red, "Grandma, I was wrong, don't drive me away, okay?"

"No, we must go, let's go now!" the old lady shook her head resolutely.

Xia Qing stood still.

"Someone, the family law is waiting!"

The old lady ordered in a deep voice, took a bamboo cane from the guard, and personally whipped Xia Qing on his back, "Xia Qing, can you go?"

Xia Qing was silent, and the old lady whipped again, and his clothes were torn to reveal a bloody mark, but Xia Qing was still motionless. Everyone exclaimed, wanting to step forward to stop but didn't dare.

"Xia Qing, are you leaving?"

The old lady's eyes were also red, "Your father and king are defeated, life and death are uncertain, the major families are ready to move, the elite soldiers of the Yan Kingdom have all gone to the front line, and no one in the palace can protect you." If you don't leave now, are you really going to be angry with grandma?"

"Grandma'......"

Xia Qing choked, suddenly knelt down, and knocked his head three times. His mother died early, his father fought abroad all the year round, and he was raised by Lao Taijun since he was a child, and he was reluctant to leave Lao Taijun to go far away.

Xia Yuanba walked up and handed Xia Qing a dagger, his eyes were also red, "Second brother, be careful on the road, if you encounter a bad guy, you will stab him to death!"

"It's just that I went to Wuzhou to think about it, and I didn't go out to die, big brother, why are you crying?"

Xia Qing stood up and took the dagger, "It's you, when can you be smarter? Don't be tricked into fighting in the Qinglou again, let grandma worry less." If you really fight with people, don't fight to the death, just fight half your life. ”

Xia Qing turned around and left, and behind him, Xia Yuanba smiled a little embarrassedly. He was born with divine powers, but he had to be helped by Xia Qing almost every time he fought, and he was almost blocked in the Qinglou and disabled last time.

Butler Zhao had been waiting for a long time, and Xia Qing snorted and boarded the carriage and sat down.

The butler Zhao, who was guarding the carriage, frowned, "Little young master, are you injured?"

"It's okay, let's go. ”

Xia Qing lowered his head and lifted his battle robe, and the wound on his chest began to bleed again, and the injury was more serious than expected. Before, he was injured in the fight with Ouyang Wankang and others, and later when he forcibly hit the bottleneck with the help of many treasures and aura, he was counterattacked, and he was injured even more. In the ancestral hall, if Ouyang Wankang had made a move, I am afraid that he would have already laid down, but fortunately, that guy didn't dare, he had a thief's heart but no thief's courage.

The carriage rolled away, escorted by a group of family members. The night was thicker, and behind the old lady, an old man in Tsing Yi appeared at some point.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry......"

The old lady's eyes were red, "Mr. Shuijing, Qing'er, will he really be fine?"

"With Butler Zhao by his side, the little young master will be fine. Mr. Shui Jing replied, wearing a green coat, and his facial features were a little blurred in the dark.

The old lady was still not at ease, "But, in case ......"

The wind was cold, and Mr. Shui Jing's voice was even colder, "If you want to achieve great things, there will inevitably be a certain risk, or price." ”

The old lady was silent, staggered and turned away, her eyes blurred with tears, and her mouth kept murmuring, "Qing'er, my Qing'er, ......"

The crowd dispersed, and Mr. Shui Jing disappeared.

Everyone was worried, except for one person, the seventh lady Liu Rushuang returned to the room angrily, and as soon as she entered the door, she kicked a stool and smashed the mirrors on the dresser, and her henchman Liu Yue followed behind with fear, "Madame is angry." ”

"Anger?"

Liu Rushuang gritted her teeth, "The old immortal said that it sounds good, and he wants to punish Xia Qing severely, but in fact, he is secretly protecting that kid!

Liu Yue hurriedly closed the door, worried about being heard by others, "Madame, the little master is still a child, why bother ......"

"Huh, kid? It's a little fox, a belly full of bad water, and our plans have all been disrupted by this kid! No, this kid has to die!"

Liu Rushuang had a hideous face, wrote a letter on the spot, and then folded it into a paper bird. Holding it out of the window and tossing it gently, the paper bird turned into a living pigeon, spread its wings and disappeared into the darkness.

"He's dead!"

"Steward Zhao, that old fox can't protect him, and this Yan Kingdom doesn't have a few days left!"

Liu Ruyan gritted her teeth, and the wind in the room was gusting, looking like a blue-faced fang.

The maid Liu Yue was a little scared, turned around and retreated, although she followed Liu Ruyan to marry from Hengluo Country and waited by her side for many years, she still couldn't see through Liu Ruyan's depth.

In the night, the horse team was in a hurry, and an hour later they arrived at the ancient town of the plain dozens of miles away.

The horse team passed through the town, and under the orders of the great butler Zhao, they quickly whipped their horses. Although he is still in the territory of Yan Kingdom, as an old Jianghu, Steward Zhao knows that the period before dawn is the most dangerous.

After passing the ancient town of the plains, the horse team began to enter the Hengduan Mountains.

The official road under the night was very calm, and the moonlight was hazy, but the butler Zhao became more and more cautious, looking left and right frequently, as if sensing some danger. Reaching out and grabbing it in the air, a wisp of cold yin qi was faintly entwined around his fingertips, and the ghost fire was lit on the wilderness.

"Stop!"

Butler Zhao suddenly ordered, and the horse team happened to stop near a mass grave, and without waiting for Xia Qing to ask, he was taken out of the carriage.

Xia Qing was shocked, and found that his half-step innate cultivation was unable to struggle in the hands of Zhao Da Steward. Although he was seriously injured, the cultivation of the Great Butler Zhao was too scary, and he was definitely a monk!

Xia Qing became excited, but he didn't expect that there was a master lurking around him, who had been fascinated by the world of monks for a long time. The Innate Realm is the pinnacle of martial artists, but it is only the starting point of the cultivators' cultivation.

Xia Lei, the commander of the family, greeted him, his face grim and clenched the handle of the knife hanging from his waist, "Boss, is there a situation?"

Butler Zhao didn't have time to explain, so he took out a few humanoid puppets that had been prepared long ago from the carriage, wrapped them in the clothes that Xia Qing usually wore, and stuffed them all into Xia Lei's hands, "You continue to walk, hurry at full speed, divide the troops every ten miles, and act separately." Remember, you can't stop no matter what happens!"

"Yes, the safety of the young master is entrusted to the chief manager!"

The commander seemed to understand something, bowed respectfully to Chief Zhao, turned around and jumped on his horse, escorted the carriage and accelerated away, and galloped all the way

Butler Zhao looked up at the sky, his eyelids fluttering. Glancing around, he swept towards the nearby mass grave with Xia Qing in his hand, and hid behind an ancient tomb.

The surroundings are quiet and nothing unusual is seen.

Xia Qing's mouth moved, and he was just about to ask for advice before he reacted, the surroundings were too quiet, as silent as death, and he couldn't hear the slightest chirping of insects and birds, which was really abnormal in the wild. After a gust of wind, a cloud of ghostly fire rose from the ground, burrowing out of the graves and floating right under the noses of the two of them.

The yin wind gusted, and Xia Qing felt cold in his limbs.

A warm big hand hugged Xia Qing tightly, and the big butler Zhao leaned over, "Young master, don't be afraid, don't make a sound no matter what you see later, remember!"

Xia Qing nodded, feeling a warm current coming from the palm of Grand Butler Zhao, and his cold and stiff limbs gradually warmed up.

The ghostly fires grew more and more, floated into the air and gathered together, and then floated out with a roar, chasing the horse team in front of them. In the darkness, a group of strange people appeared at some point, some of them were in rags, and some of them were pale to reveal Bai Sensen's bones, like a group of lonely ghosts who had just crawled out of the grave, following the ghost fire and chasing after the horse team. The place where he passed was gloomy, and there were dark and bright ghostly fires coming out of the ground.

Xia Qing became even more nervous, feeling an extremely dangerous aura on these lonely souls and wild ghosts.

"Hold your breath and don't move. ”

The voice of Grand Butler Zhao sounded directly in Xia Qing's mind, constantly pouring pure vitality into Xia Qing's body to protect his internal organs from the erosion of yin qi.

Another group of lonely spirits and wild ghosts chased after them, whistling by with a yin wind. Then, a spirit banner floated in the air, and it seemed to be looking for something over the mass grave, and it took a long time to float forward.

Behind the spirit flag, there was a gloomy white-robed strange man, dragging a long whip more than ten meters long in his hand, gently flicking it up and pumping it into the air, and many lonely souls and wild ghosts cried wolf, and the speed of pursuit was faster. Xia Qing raised his head boldly, only to see that the white-robed strange man had a blurred face, and vaguely saw a white spot on his forehead, and his eyes were prominent, like a hanged ghost crawling out of a grave.

Xia Qing felt that his body was colder, and the cold air hit from all directions, cold to his bones.

Butler Zhao's face was solemn, and his palm kept pressing on Xia Qing's back heart, constantly pouring majestic and pure yuan power.

"Quack, where are you going?"

The white-robed strange man rattled and laughed, as if an empty piece of clothing was floating in the air, and disappeared in an instant. Soon, the screams of the Xia Wangfu family were heard.

"What a strong yin qi!"

"The Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, it is the White Venerable of the Hundred Ghost Sect, and the skill of this demon is even more profound!"

Butler Zhao snorted coldly.

The sounds of fighting and screams in front of him slowly subsided, and the cold air gradually dissipated, but the surrounding flowers and trees quickly withered. Where this group of lonely souls and wild ghosts passed, a vacuum area appeared, and the vitality of all things in heaven and earth was silently cut off.

Xia Qing was shocked, only then did he know that the cold just now was really powerful.

"Young master, what is the most important thing in walking the rivers and lakes?"

"Force!"

Xia Qing blurted out, this is common knowledge that everyone knows, "The higher the cultivation, the more powerful and safer it is." ”

"Wrong!"

Steward Zhao shook his head, "A mountain is still a mountain high, you never know what kind of person you will meet, so the most important thing in walking on the rivers and lakes is not cultivation, but wisdom." If you are too dull, or too high-profile or arrogant, you will die if you cultivate against the sky!"

Xia Qing nodded, knowing that Steward Zhao was instructing him, "Steward Zhao, there is no injustice or hatred, why would the Hundred Ghost Sect chase and kill us?"

Before the major families could make a move, the demons of the Hundred Ghost Gate came, Xia Qing frowned, racking his brains and couldn't remember what grievances there were between the Xia Wangfu and the Hundred Ghost Gate.

"For the sake of Yan Guo. ”

Steward Zhao said four words, "Although Yan Country is a bitter cold place, it just happens to hold the choke point of the world's traffic in and out of Wuzhou, and there are many princes and cultivation sects who want to annex Yan Kingdom." Among them, the most urgent is the neighboring country of Hengluo, and the Hundred Ghost Gate is a butcher's knife of the Hengluo country. Your father was defeated, such a good opportunity will naturally not be missed, and he will catch up so quickly, this is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

"So, Xia Wangfu and the old lady are in danger?" Xia Qing Huo Ran stood up.

"Do you want to rush back to protect the old lady?"

Steward Zhao shook his head and sighed, "Little Master, you really rushed back, Xia Wangfu and the old lady are even more dangerous." You are outside, eye-catching and easy to get, all the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods will come to you, before swallowing the Yan Kingdom, they will kill you to get rid of the troubles, if you rush back to Fufeng City, you will just bring many demons to the Xia Wangfu. ”

Xia Qing was stunned, he didn't expect this layer.

"This is a point of no return, sacrificing oneself to lure away all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods in exchange for the safety of the Xia Palace, and ensuring that the situation in the Yan Kingdom does not further turmoil and deterioration. Little master, in fact...... We are the bait. Butler Zhao said the cruel truth lightly.

"What ......"

Xia Qing's hands and feet were cold, and he remembered the tears that flowed from the old lady's face at the moment before leaving, and suddenly understood everything.