The name of the person with the green beard is Beigong Qing, and he is one of the protectors of the Corpse Valley, and his cultivation is also the lowest among all the protectors.

However, whenever there is something good, it will always be his turn.

According to Ye Xiaofei's constant interrogation along the way, Beigong Qing himself honestly confessed that he had a good relationship with the valley master of the Corpse Valley.

At the beginning, Ye Xiaofei still suspected that this Beigong Qing was related to the Coffin Sect Master, but after questioning, he realized that the valley master of the Corpse Valley was actually a woman, and this Beigong Qing was one of the male favorites of the valley master.

When Ye Xiaofei was shocked to hear the news, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

Male pet, and one of them.

I'll go, after thinking about it for a long time, Ye Xiaofei can't figure out if he wants to break his head, the valley master of the Corpse Valley is still a woman.

However, whether it is a man or a woman, since it is a lot of harm, they all have to die.

Ye Xiaofei knew that he would not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at this time, let alone a soft-hearted person.

has been tracking forward for more than ten miles, and the team in the Valley of Corpses doesn't seem to be walking fast, and they can already see the traces.

Ye Xiaofei couldn't fully trust Beigong Qing at this time, and he was even more cautious in his heart.

After seeing a bonfire lit in the woods not far away, Ye Xiaofei turned over and got off the back of the minotaur and said to Beigong Qing: "You wait here honestly, I'll go over and see the situation first?" ”

Although Beigong Qing was very curious about Ye Xiaofei riding a scalper, when he heard that Ye Xiaofei actually let himself stay here, his heart jumped suddenly, but there was no show on his face, and he nodded again and again in agreement.

Although Ye Xiaofei also saw a hint of joy in the corners of Beigong Qing's eyes, he pretended not to see anything, but just patted the minotaur on the back, as if talking to himself: "Hehe, if you don't want to die, you can escape!" ”

After speaking, regardless of Beigong Qing's stunned gaze, he rushed forward and soon disappeared into the dense forest in front.

Ye Xiaofei didn't know what this place was, but the surrounding woods were obviously very dense, and there would be bursts of roaring beasts from time to time in the darkness.

Ye Xiaofei pinched his hands and feet and walked forward for more than 100 meters, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the bonfire, and at the same time saw a figure shaking near the bonfire.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what kind of goods you are."

Ye Xiaofei sneered, first observed the surrounding environment, and then quickly climbed to a tree, jumping from tree to tree like a monkey.

Although Ye Xiaofei is now in the foundation building period, he still makes a sound when jumping between trees.

After only jumping twice, there were people in the group who were highly cultivated, and obviously heard something, so they suddenly stood up and looked around suspiciously.

The man looked as white as paper, and at first glance, he looked like a white-faced scholar.

However, while standing up, Ye Xiaofei could see at a glance that this white-faced scholar turned out to be a second-layer cultivator in the foundation building period.

"It seems that there are many powerful characters in the Valley of Corpses."

The corners of Ye Xiaofei's mouth pulled a look of interest.

The white-faced scholar quickly swept his gaze twice, and after finding no one, he sat down slowly and said with a strange expression: "Strange, there seems to be some sound just now." ”

A disciple from the Corpse Valley next to him smiled and said, "An Protector, even if there is a voice here, it is just some jackals, tigers and leopards, with your cultivation, dealing with those beasts, it is not a matter of a finger?" ”

The rest of the people also echoed casually: "That's it, Protector Dharma, you are the existence of the top three of the seven protectors of our coffin sect, hehe, this time we came out to do this beautiful trip, but we have reaped a lot of benefits, but ......"

When one of the Corpse Valley disciples said this, his gaze unconsciously moved behind An Rusheng, a white-faced scholar.

Next to a tree there, Nalan Fengying was being tied.

At this time, Nalan Fengying's face turned pale, and her whole body was tied like a zongzi, and not far from Nalan Fengying, the bronze corpses of Qinglong Xuanwu were also tied up one after another.

The bronze corpse was dumbfounded, and he couldn't see any joy or sorrow, but Qinglong and Xuanwu were angry, struggling twice from time to time, and their eyes kept staring at the white-faced scholar An Rusheng as if they were about to eat people.

An Rusheng didn't raise his eyelids, but he sneered: "What, before you go back to the Valley of the Corpse, you kid can't hold it back, you want to play with this woman?" ”

When the rest of the people heard that An Rusheng was broken, they immediately blushed and said flatteringly: "An Protector, you see that we have also held back all the way, this woman looks so smart, why don't you let the brothers enjoy it tonight?" ”

"Brute!"

When Nalan Fengying heard the words of these people, she was immediately anxious and angry, and her delicate body trembled slightly: "You are just a bunch of brutes, colluding with Fang Wuzhi, and you have the ability to hand over Fang Wuzhi, let me see Fang Wuzhi, a dog who eats inside and out, if the old lady has the opportunity, she will definitely tear him to pieces, and relieve the hatred in her heart!" ”

Nalan Fengying didn't know that Fang Wuzhi was dead at this time, and seeing that the gang of people in the Corpse Valley had already become ill-intentioned, while being scared in their hearts, they wanted to shift their attention to Fang Wuzhi.

However, those people in the Corpse Valley didn't take Fang Wuzhi in their eyes at all, and when they heard that Nalan Fengying was still fighting and killing at this time, they all laughed wildly.

"Yo, little girl, don't think about your Dragon and Tiger Mountain at this time!"

"That's it, whoever is in charge is not the head, besides, if Fang Wuzhi is obedient when he turns around, we may spare his life, otherwise he will have to die!"

"Hehe, look at it, this chick's character, the voice must be very cool when she screams for a while."

A disciple of the Corpse Valley with a pockmarked face couldn't wait to stand up, rubbing his hands and slowly leaning towards Nalan Fengying.

The white-faced protector An Rusheng didn't stop him, he let out a light snort from his mouth, and pouted: "Mazi, hurry up, a matter of a few seconds, don't waste the time of other brothers." ”

"Haha, it's still the Protector who knows our hearts!"

The other Corpse Valley disciples were all eager to give it a try.

Ye Xiaofei hid on the branches, and when he heard the foul language of these people, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Ye Xiaofei condescendingly could see that the strength of these people was obviously not the same level as that of the people in the green beard Beigong Qingling.

Aside from An Rusheng, a person who cultivated at the second level during the foundation building period, there were more than a dozen other people, almost all of whom were at the level of the seventh and eighth layers of qi refining.

These people are obviously elite disciples in the Corpse Valley, and they even speak more casually, and it seems that their status in the Corpse Valley is not low.

Ye Xiaofei clearly knew that although he could kill these people, it was not easy to kill the gang in Longhu Mountain.

If they didn't kill them all in one blow, they would have a chance, and I am afraid they would still use Qinglong and others as a threat.

Because of this, it is necessary to shoot unconsciously and break them one by one.

"Let go, you let go of me!"

At this moment, Nalan Fengying's voice sounded again.

Ye Xiaofei looked for the sound and saw that the pock-faced disciple had already dragged Nalan Fengying towards the dark place of the woods.