Fortunately, the tall woman didn't care, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on her pink face, and then her face turned cold again, and said, "Since the internal injuries are almost healed, let's go." The matter of thanksgiving is no longer to be mentioned. 』

Yan San was laughed at by the woman, only to feel hot all over, but when he heard the words, he immediately said: "The grace of saving lives is unforgettable. In the future, if there is anything to use me, even if the girl speaks, although Yan San's skills are low, he will not hesitate to go to the soup and go to the fire!' After a pause, Yan San's eyes purred, and he said, "Dare to ask the girl's name?" If someone asks, Yan San'er, who saved your little life? I can't say that I was saved by a beautiful woman who can talk with eyes, is kind-hearted, beautiful as a fairy, and looks forward to the city, right? Although I knew it was you as soon as I heard it, this bend was too big......

The tall beauty's eyebrows moved again, her eyes flashed with a smile, and before she could speak, Liu Ye'er over there had already laughed and said, "Sure enough, it's a little splash, and the bottom of the three sentences is not finished, look at your flowery appearance, I really don't know how many girls you have deceived in the future." Listen, my name is Miss Nalan......

Before the words fell, the tall lady frowned, interrupted Liu Ye'er and said, "My name is Ah Ling!" While glaring at Liu Ye'er with slanted eyes, Liu Ye'er hurriedly stopped, remembered something, and stuck out her tongue at the tall lady.

Yan San thanked him again, but Miss Ah Ling was suddenly in a bad mood, and the character of Liu Ye'er's ghost elf hurriedly dragged Yan San out and slammed the door.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked nonsense. Liu Ye'er walked up to Ah Ling, took the corner of her clothes with two hands, lowered her head and said.

Ah Ling didn't say a word, and let out a long sigh after half a sound, and said, "You, this is Datang, do you know that the word Nalan can make us have nowhere to live?"

"I know it's wrong, miss, don't be angry, or you can beat me." Liu Ye'er said, her body trembled, and she looked delicate.

Ah Ling smiled slightly, kicked Liu Ye'er's buttocks, kicked Liu Ye'er, and said, "Who are you pretending to be pitiful to show me?" Little ghost elf, you treat me as that little splash, give me a beauty trick!" Liu Ye'er sighed, covered her buttocks with her hands, and said angrily: "Miss, you kicked my ass again, you kicked it flat, and you won't be able to marry anyone when the time comes!"

The master and servant laughed again, Ah Ling Xun Si Yan San was just a mortal who had just stepped into Xiuyuan, and it was basically impossible to know that "Nalan" was a secret surname of Da Yuan, which involved the secrets of the sect. And the two of them came here to investigate things, and they would only stay for a short time, and maybe they would not cross paths again in this life, so they didn't go to their hearts. Another doubt in my heart dissipated together.

In just three days, Yan San's internal injuries have basically healed, and Ah Ling is very puzzled by this.

You must know that although the real pill is a healing elixir, it must also be absorbed to take effect. If she was injured herself, this situation would be normal, after all, she was a cultivator of the Third Fusion Yuan Realm, and a little guy of the Chu Yuan Realm obviously shouldn't absorb the medicinal power so quickly, and it was impossible for her to heal the internal injuries so quickly without absorbing the medicinal power, which was really strange.

She didn't know that the "Heavenly King Technique" had a unique skill, and since the day she started cultivating, she was named "Rice Bucket Divine Skill" by Yan San, and she was very perverted for refining and absorbing various medicinal powers and nutrients. In the past two years, Yan San has followed Lu Zhan to eat and drink, measured by the standard of physical cultivation, Yan San is at least three times the consumption of normal physical cultivation, Rao is Lu Zhan's family background is solid, and he can't withstand the toss of the two big stomachs, and he has to go out from time to time to "borrow money".

Yan San went back to Zuiyue Tower first, reported his safety to Lu Zhan and the old monkey, and briefly told the matter again, and he was going to unload the cow. He has just recovered from his internal injuries, and his body is slightly weak, but his spirit is still relatively strong, and the work of unloading cattle is not a problem. But Lu Zhan and the old monkey stopped him, didn't speak, and stared at him quietly for a long time.

Yan San looked at this, looked at that, didn't know why, and then 'suddenly realized', put the knife on the table, and said:

"Oops, forgot to get down to business. The two women who saved me, tsk, that one is beautiful, I dare to say that you have never seen such a beautiful woman in your life, especially the tall one, there are hooks in those eyes, seducting people very much, I have a smile My soul is gone, my chest is also straight, my waist is thin, those two buttocks are really round and warped, big and fat, it must be easy to give birth to......" while saying, Yan San muttered in his heart, the old monkey likes to listen to this, Lu Shi is a serious fat man, when did he change his temperament?

Lu Zhan's fat hand was raised, interrupting Yan San's mouth full of horses, and then turned to look at the old monkey, Yan San found that the old monkey was also silent, there was no expression on his face, it was not like the usual obscene appearance of smiling with wrinkles on his face like a chrysanthemum, and somehow in his heart, he suddenly panicked for no reason;

Lu Zhan patted Yan San on the shoulder with a fat hand, and said, "Xiaoxi Street was burned to the ground by a fire last night, and more than 300 people died!"

The old monkey then said, "None of them are alive, you are the third son...... Calm down......

Yan San's heart was pounding, his head was buzzing, he couldn't hear anything, he suddenly shouted, struggled to run out of the door, but was firmly held by Lu Zhan, Lu Zhan's voice in his ears was very low, but every sentence penetrated into his heart: "There is a huge street, there is no one alive, this matter is too strange, there should be a cultivator mixed in, if you want to take revenge, listen to me, go quietly, don't alarm anyone." 』

Yan San's struggle stopped suddenly, and his red-colored eyes stared at Lu Zhan without blinking. Lu Zhan said, "You also have a spiritual master who was also burned to death? Think about what kind of fire can burn so that a spiritual cultivator can't run away?"

Yan San took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and his whole body involuntarily trembled slightly, and the Heavenly King Jue mixed with the inexplicable emotions of grief and indignation quietly worked. Lu Zhan let go of his hand and quietly waited for Yan San to calm down.

After a while, Yan San opened his eyes, the beast hidden in his heart roared wildly, but his pupils were clear, nodded at Lu Zhan and the old monkey, and ran away.

Despite being prepared, Yan San was still stunned.

Xiaoxi Street has become a white field, and people are carrying out the corpses in the ruins one by one, black, red, and mutilated, covered with white cloth. Under the organization of the government, the nearby townspeople rummaged through the broken walls and ruins, covering their mouths and noses, and from time to time pulled out a piece of their charred body from inside.

Aunt Li, Aunt Wang, Old Man Li...... And the little half-grown children, all dead, all burned......

Yan San walked into this place where he grew up, as if he had returned to that snowy night, the surroundings were quiet and panicked, the snow was flying, and there was a dead swallow beside him. Yes, the voices of the people who were talking carefully around gradually faded away, and they were reduced to a suffocating silence, and the flying snow turned into black, gray ash fragments, flying all over the sky, and the dead swallows turned into corpses all over the ground, exactly the same as the adults told them about the situation many years ago......

"It's really pitiful, the people in this area don't know what evil they have done, it's so miserable, the Yuan people are really a bunch of beasts, the babies don't let go, this street is really a chicken and dog......

"Hmph...... If it's really Yuanren, it's fine!" said a man who was moving the corpse.

"Why, it's not the Yuan people or who is it? If it's not the Yuan people, who can kill so many people with such a big hatred?'

"Yuan people, Yuan people's bodies are much taller and stronger than Tang people, and their appearance is also very different, which one do you think is like Yuan people in that corpse?"

"It's all burnt, who can see it?"

"That's it, destroy the corpse. Let me ask you again, the government organized the encirclement and suppression, do you see if there are casualties among the officers and soldiers?"

"Hey, that's true, there wasn't a single officer or soldier in the corpse, and I haven't heard of any of the wounded?"

"The proclamation says that dozens of Yuan people are spies, none of the officers and soldiers are injured, and all the Yuan people are destroyed, do you believe it? If the Yuan people were so fragile, the Tang Dynasty would have destroyed the Great Yuan a long time ago, and they would still be waiting for today?"

"And what do you say is the matter?"

"A friend of mine was on the next street last night, and they all saw it, but the officers and soldiers were at the scene, and they surrounded Xiaoxi Street so that no one was allowed to enter or leave, and then the fire broke out, and no one was released inside, and all those who came out were shot and killed, and then thrown into the fire to burn the ......."

"You said the officers and soldiers did it?" everyone gasped.

"Hmph...... The man snorted coldly again, and was about to speak, but suddenly stepped forward, and a sturdy old man with a gray beard slapped him on the head, slapped him to the ground, and shouted in a low voice: "Dog, do you still want to die? More than 300 people in Xiaoxi Street can be burned down, and you are one less, aren't you?

The man was about to have a seizure, but when he saw the sturdy old man behind him, he suddenly deflated, called 'Dad', and his arrogance disappeared without a trace. While the people around him were still coaxing, the stout old man raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay to chew your tongue less, be careful that you know too much, and you will be burned by someone like these people!"

Everyone was stunned, and it made sense to think about it carefully, the case of more than 300 people was definitely tragic, and the government was involved, thinking about it, I felt that the water was very deep, if I accidentally fell into it, I was afraid that there would be no bones left, and one by one I was suddenly silent.

Yan San concealed the anger in his heart, pretended to rummage through the wreckage of the house, and listened to these words in his ears. Then he took advantage of not paying attention and quietly walked to the "Riding the Wind Happy Building" without a trace.

Xiaoxi Street is unobstructed before and after, and at the end is the "Chengfeng Kuaiyi Building", Xiaoxi Street was burned to the white ground, but the Chengfeng Kuaiyi Building was not affected, although it was still dilapidated, but the big banyan tree was green and green, and the leaves were waving, becoming the only survivor in this white land;

The backyard was noisy, compared to the previous children's teething and tongue learning is a different scene, more than a dozen catchers of the Nanfeng Yamen are eating and drinking under the tree, seven or eight small tables that are usually used by children to write are together to form a wine table, and Sven is brutally trampled on today. A bloody smell faintly came from the corner of the courtyard, and a corpse was placed there, the cyan sheet was tightly covered from head to toe, and it was impossible to see the appearance, and the blood stains flowed out from under the sheet, which had dried up at this time in purple and black color.

There are not many people who come and go to serve the officers and soldiers to eat and drink, Yan San is not abrupt in it, but his heart is empty of sadness and anger, but he is suppressed by inexplicable calmness, and he wants to go crazy.

Although they were eating, drinking, and wandering, those officers and soldiers were not easy, a few were drunk, a few were distracted, and a few had pale faces, a look of horror on their faces, desperately drinking and anesthetizing themselves, thinking that this night was like a nightmare, and would echo in the dreams again and again in the rest of their lives.

The man at the head of the group was pale, it was the "military general" in the "two civil and military generals" next to Huang Shouren, Wei Kaijie, the head catcher of the south wind, was in his forties, his brows were tightly knit at this time, he drank wine cup after glass, he didn't laugh or get angry, and his face was like a zombie. Xu is smell of blood, suddenly vomited, turned his head to see the green cloth corpse, blushed and said, "Move away!!" turned around and vomited in the dark, Xu was uncomfortable, and inadvertently burst into tears.

Yan San immediately walked over to the corpse covered by the green cloth with another servant, and there was a desperate expectation in his heart: the blue quilt sheet was indeed Qu Shi's, and the person below might be someone else? In fact, it was already clear in his heart that there were only two people living in this Wind Riding Happy Building, one was Qu Shi and the other was himself, and there was no second person; this thin layer of green cloth carried all of Yan San's all, all, and last hope at this time.

Yan San's feet did not stop, a few steps to grab the position of the head of the corpse, the little guy covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and reluctantly moved to the foot of the corpse, Yan San ignored the others, gently uncovered the sheet, and his heart beat violently: but saw that the corpse was empty above the neck, and the big head was missing, raised his head, stared at the little guy who was dodging for fear of touching the corpse, and asked, "Where is the head?"

The voice was dry and astringent, completely out of shape, as if squeezed out, and even Yan San himself didn't recognize it.

The little guy has been waiting here, and when he heard this, he raised his chin and gestured to Yan San's back, Yan San looked back, among the dirt and stones, a head with messy hair was stained with blood and dust, like garbage discarded by someone, and the blood was half dry, Yan San walked over and picked up the head, with his back to everyone, two tears finally couldn't be suppressed, dripping on the head of the person who was cut to bloody flesh and blood.

Sure enough, it's a music master!

Others may not recognize it, but Yan San is the closest person to Qu Chengfeng over the years, even if the flesh and blood are blurred, Yan San is still sure that the head in his hand is Qu Chengfeng, and the turmoil in his heart can be imagined, but he knows that it is not the time to attack, and there are still many mysteries unsolved.

Yan San took off his coat, wrapped the human head carefully, held it in his hand, and did not speak, and carried Qu Chengfeng's corpse with him to the many corpses on Xiaoxi Street under the strange eyes of the little servant, carefully put the human head on his neck, and slowly covered it with a green cloth.

The little guy couldn't help urging Yan San to go back together, Yan San turned his head and glanced at the little guy viciously, his eyes were mixed with resentment, anger, sadness, and madness, as if he was going to be dripping with blood, which made the little guy tremble, and watched Yan San walk into the crowd, but he didn't dare to say half a word.

Qu Chengfeng was beheaded and died, and he was disfigured after death!

There are more than 300 mouths on Xiaoxi Street, and there are no chickens and dogs!

Good means, good means!!

Yan San knelt in the dark alley where he got the Heavenly King's Formula, and scenes flashed through his mind: Aunt Li's baked cakes, Aunt Wang's sticks, Qu Chengfeng's ring ruler, the tiger's smiling and honest face, the mutilated corpse, the charred face, the bloody and blurred head, the green banyan tree, the purple and black bloodstains, and Wei Kaijie's vomit......

Yan San raised his head violently and roared into the sky. But there was no sound coming out of his wide open mouth, in this nameless/silent/pitch-black alley, Yan San grew his mouth for a long time, roared silently, and the dark night gently wrapped him, invaded him, and melted him.

"Dogs, I'm going to make you regret coming to life. 』

"Master Qu, all the fathers and brothers and sisters in Xiaoxi Street, I swear by Yan Nanchai that I will not be human if I don't kill all these beasts!

Yan San lowered his head, knocked his head viciously three times, smashed the stone slab, and when he raised his head, it was already bleeding, and the blood flowed through his eyes, and tears, meandering.

The Heavenly King Jue Lang Taosha Chapter runs at high speed on its own, and the sound of water droplets resounded in Yan San's mind, and suddenly Hong Zhong Da Lu rang out, like iron smashed on a stone, like a mountain crushing a hill, like a red-hot iron hit a hammer, sparks shot everywhere, flesh and blood flew sideways, Yan San felt a bang in his head, and his whole body seemed to be smashed into powder in an instant, crushed into mud, crushed into nothingness, and no longer existed.

The whole body hurts even the tips of the hairs, the pain like crushing and grinding, the pain into the bone marrow, the pain into the brain, everywhere, everywhere.

Severe pain accompanied by darkness overwhelmed Yan San.

The second section of the waves: the flood furnace

Even Yan San didn't expect that it would trigger a hammer in the oven at this time. Tianwang Jue has an instinct, it will run on its own when he is emotional, which Yan San has already understood, on the one hand, it will make him calmer, on the other hand, it is more like to do a good job of physical adjustment in order to vent his emotions, from the root, this Tianwang Jue is a kung fu specially designed for fighting.

The cultivation of the oven is not enough for Yan San's current cultivation, he has tried it a few times before, each time it is before the oven is a blow to the oven and he wants to split, and the pain is almost fainted, this time he did not pay attention to the agitation, after the high-speed operation of the dripping water, the severe pain added to the body, and Yan San's heart was unspeakably sad, and he actually suppressed this wave of severe pain, for him, the pain of the heart is greater than the pain of the body, and the pain of the body can cover the pain of the heart, and some masochistic elements are in it, which finally triggered this blow to the oven.

Honghong is misty, fluttering, Yan Sanhun doesn't know where he is, he only feels that he is a speck of dust, a white cloud, a flowing wind, and he actually feels free in extreme pain. And in his body, which he couldn't feel, there was a bloody change going on at this time.

Although there was nothing unusual on the surface of the body, the blow of the oven really hit Yan San's body, crushing from the inside out, from the deepest and lowest levels. Now, under the effect of the follow-up exercises, it is rapidly reborn and reorganized.