The mountain road leading to Qingyunzhai is not very long, but every 100 meters there will be minions patrolling the mountain guards, Feng Qingyang and Wang Er came up along the way, almost encountered 7 or 8 waves of such spies, but the strange thing is that these people without exception, when the wind Qingyang passed by them, they were not blocked, and they did not even move.

Wang Er couldn't help but be a little stunned, and at the same time he was apprehensive, a trace of curiosity rose in his heart, so when he passed by the last wave of spies, he deliberately paid attention to observing these irresponsible people, but at this glance, he was instantly stunned.

Wang Er found that each of these people had a small needle-like dot on their foreheads, and the color was bright red...... No, it's not dripping, it's really dripping.

Just as Wang Er was looking at it, a thin line of snaked light on the foreheads of these people quietly began to flow slowly, and then flowed down along their faces, and among these thin lines, there was something whitish from time to time.

Seeing this, Wang Er suddenly felt his stomach turn upside down.

He didn't want to be embarrassed on this occasion, but after trying several times, he still couldn't hold back, and he just took a bite and spit it out.

It was only at this time that he completely realized what those things were, the red one was naturally blood, and the white one was clearly *.

From stepping on the mountain road to now Qingyunzhai Gate in sight, Feng Qingyang and Wang Er have encountered 7 or 8 waves of spies along the way, and the total number of people is definitely not less than 100. Wang Er originally wondered why these people were so irresponsible, and he didn't interrogate him and Feng Qingyang and let them enter the cottage, but now that he thinks about it, it's not that these people are irresponsible at all, but because they have no ability to stop them.

By the time the wind swept past them, all of them had become dead. And the dead, naturally, will not hold an objection.

Spicy!

Wang Er has been in the market for so many years, and he has heard and seen a lot, but he has never seen such a ruthless person as Feng Qingyang, and he has never even heard of it, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes at this time, he wouldn't have thought that this young master of the Feng family, who was once called a waste, would be so weird and ruthless.

"If you're done, if you're done, move on. ”

Feng Qingyang can fully understand the shock in Wang Er's heart at this time, and it is expected that he has this kind of reaction, Mo said that he is such an insignificant little person, even if he is a powerful man who sees such a scene, I am afraid that he will be extremely uncomfortable.

As a high-ranking person, this level of killing was already commonplace for Feng Qingyang, so he didn't have any mental burden at all at this time.

In fact, he is not a cruel person, but he is a person who is very afraid of trouble, in Feng Qingyang's opinion, rather than waiting for those enemies of all sizes, old and young, to blow and grow one after another, it is better to cut the grass and eradicate the roots at the beginning, after all, once and for all is the best way to eliminate all troubles.

Wang Er vomited and then completely turned into retching, at this time all the things in his stomach had been cleaned up, hearing Feng Qingyang's words, he raised his head with difficulty and said with a pale face, "Wind ...... Master Feng, I'm sorry to keep you waiting, let's ...... Let's go. ”

Feng Qingyang smiled, and the impression of Wang Er in his heart immediately changed slightly, and he said in his heart, although this kid is flamboyant on the surface, his mood is not bad, and he can make a decision when he encounters an opportunity.

Wang Er naturally didn't know that Feng Qingyang had already made such a high evaluation of him, and staggered to follow Feng Qingyang to the front of the village, and saw that Feng Qingyang suddenly stopped, so he asked puzzledly, "Young Master Feng, why don't you leave?"

"We don't have to go in, someone has noticed us. ”

Feng Qingyang calmly looked in the direction of Qingyun Village and said lightly.

The minions that were cleaned up by Feng Qingyang before were just small characters who were not in the stream, so they were sent to the outermost periphery to act as spies, saying that they were spies, but they were actually cannon fodder.

As a large-scale ancient force, how could Qingyunzhai pin its own safety on those wastes, so a large number of lurking posts were secretly arranged, and this is the existence of Qingyunzhai as a barrier.

In Qingyun Village, all the people who were selected as the latent sentry were all elites in the village, and sure enough, when Feng Qingyang and Wang Er quietly appeared at the gate of the village, there were already latent sentries who discovered them.

"Stop, take one step further, and shoot and kill. ”

Feng Qingyang looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a scrawny short man holding a crossbow arrow aimed at him, and the companion next to him had already sent an early warning signal to the village for the first time.

"Hehe, these two are well-trained, but ...... In the face of absolute strength, all means are in vain. ”

Feng Qingyang said, and with another flick of his curved fingers, two more silver rays shot out quickly, and at the same time, the two so-called elites were suddenly motionless.

Wang Er looked straight and staggered, he could guess the ending of the two of them almost without thinking about it now, there must be a red spot in the middle of his eyebrows, and the blood line (pants) covered his face.

"Bold fanatics, dare to trespass on my Qingyun Village, report your name. ”

At this moment, a figure suddenly swept out of the village, and Feng Qingyang squinted his eyes and saw a middle-aged man with a bearded face suddenly appear in front of him.

When he saw the face of the person who came, Wang Er immediately exclaimed, "Young Master Feng, this is the second master of Qingyun Village, Hu Jinghui, who is known as the first person in the realm of transforming gods. ”

"Hey, you're the second king of the Thousand Medicine Workshop?"

Hu Jinghui heard Wang Er's voice, glanced at him, immediately recognized it, and immediately said in a deep voice, "Wang Er, you are the one who killed me? Could it be that Qianyaofang is planning to start a war with me Qingyun Village?"

After speaking, he pointed at the wind and asked, "Who is this person?"

Wang Er was just about to speak, but when he saw the wind clearing, he said lightly, "Second village master, don't come to harm." ”

"Who are you, the owner of this village does not know you. ”

Hu Jinghui frowned and looked at Feng Qingyang, and asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, the second village master is really a noble person who forgets things, it's only been a few days, you have forgotten the old man, you really shouldn't. ”

Feng Qingyang smiled faintly, and then said, "But it doesn't matter, for a dying person, knowing too much will only increase the troubles, so it's better to die like this." ”

"Bastard, you're looking for death!"

As soon as Feng Qingyang's words fell, Hu Jinghui, the master of the second village, was suddenly furious, and then raised his hand to punch, and with the sound of whirring wind, he blasted towards Feng Qingyang.