"Xiao Yi sleep well!"

"Hmm!"

Jianchen blew out the oil lamp and walked out of the hut.

Mo Han watched Jian Chen come back, and Jian Chen nodded at him without a trace.

The three of them have formed a tacit understanding together, and he understands that Xiao Yi's parents have an accident, but Ye Lao is reluctant to say it.

Mo Han groaned and said, "Old Ye, you have a life-saving kindness to Master, and we can't repay it. When I came out, Master explained, saying that you have some difficulties here, let us resolve them. ”

When he came out, Lichen didn't mention a word about Ye Lao's family situation, and Mo Han could only explain his intentions half-true and half-false. This made the old man feel more acceptable, after all, he also regarded the former stegosaurus as his own family, and his family didn't need to say polite words.

Ye Lao saw that the expressions of the three of them were serious and sincere, and they were more mature and stable than their peers, and the inadvertent light in their eyes guessed that they were by no means idle.

"Alas!" After Ye Lao sighed, the consumption of Zhongqi suddenly became much older, and said: "There are a few skins at home, and the price of coming to the village to collect them is cheap. Xiao Yi's parents said that they could sell it at a good price if they brought it to the city, and they could buy some household needs by the way. Xiao Yi's mother has never been in the city since she got married, I think they go to the city to shop for some clothes, and the children see others eating greedy, so they also buy some food for Xiao Yi. ”

Ye Lao began to wipe his tears as he spoke, sighed, and said, "A few days have passed, and I haven't come back." I don't think things are right, because I am too old to climb the mountain and can't stand it, and Xiao Yi has no one to take it, so I asked my neighbors to help me go to the city to inquire. ”

"How is it?" Mo Han and Shui Jingtian didn't know the situation, and looked at Ye Lao nervously and listened to the following words.

Jianchen already knew the answer, picked up a fruit and crunched it and waited for Mo Han to listen, and then sent a message to Suncheon City.

"Later, the neighbor came back and said that Xiao Yi's parents were taken away by the young master of Shun Heaven, Qian Dun, and I heard in several places that Qian Dun wanted to blackmail Xiao Yi's mother to be a concubine, and if he didn't agree, he would kill Xiao Yi's father, what kind of sin did this!" Ye Lao's eyes were blurred with tears, and he choked constantly.

The three of them saw the grief of the old man, and the killing intent spread in their hearts.

The kind and kind old man suffered such a catastrophe in his twilight years, if Xiao Yi's parents had an accident, they would leave an old and a young, and the old had nothing to rely on and nothing to support.

The good have nowhere to live, and the evil poison the world. It's really a heavenly injustice, and evil is rampant!

Ye Lao Rende, Lichen sent three people to solve the difficulty, which is a good reward. And who will resolve those thousands of disasters?

"Old Ye, don't worry, let's go and pick up Xiao Yi's parents back. Mo Han stood up and said.

"Ahh Let's just admit it, don't let you get hurt. Ye Lao firmly grasped Mo Han's arm, for fear that the three of them would rush out on impulse.

Mo Han felt that his wrist was locked by Ye Lao's hand, so he used his spiritual power to remove his strength, stroked Ye Lao's hand like a shackle on his hand, and comforted: "Ye Lao, don't worry, we are sure!"

Ye Lao was surprised by Mo Han's divine power, and wiped his hand off with a light touch, and it didn't hurt or itch. From Mo Han's eyes, he saw that he was not impulsive but completely sure, nodded and said, "Child, you go and take a look, if you can take it back, if... Let's not do anything stupid!"

"Elder Ye, don't worry, our brothers have seen strong winds and waves, and it's not a matter of going to heaven!" Jian Chen nodded and comforted.

Ye Lao looked at the youngest Water Realm Heaven again, and Shui Jing Tian said softly: "Ye Lao, don't worry, they can't help us." ”

"Let's go and come back quickly, Ye Lao is at ease and wait at home, go!" Mo Han's figure appeared outside the door in a flash.

The three of them flew up in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared on the top of a large maple tree more than ten feet away.

Ye Lao chased out of the door, and suddenly a black image passed overhead like a dark cloud, and a frightened spirit took two steps back. When I fixed my eyes, it was a Dapeng bird with fluttering wings, and the three of them flew to the back of the golden-winged Dapeng with their toes on the leaves.

A few mountain roads that disappeared into the moonlight in an instant, and ordinary people would have walked for hours, but they disappeared in an instant.

Ye Lao was very surprised by the strength of the three of them, it seemed that his son and daughter-in-law were saved. Put your hands together, kneel on the ground, and look up to the sky and pray: "God bless, bless!"

Heaven and earth have no way, and all things are used as dogs.

Perhaps, only when the shadow of the butcher's knife flashes in the eyes and falls on the neck, can the evil understand that good and evil are rewarded. Only then did I know that there were still gods three feet above my head.

If the gods do not bless, then use slaughter and blood to determine the good and evil in the world. Darkness, perhaps after the bloodbath, the world will be clearer.

The Golden-Winged Roc hovers over Suncheon Castle Sunten, which has two gates in front and behind, and rows of guards stand on top of the wall. The corresponding main entrance is a spacious square, and along the way is the Shuntendo Hall, and behind the hall is the inner courtyard of the Qian family.

The inner courtyard of the Qian clan is brightly lit, and the pavilions and pavilions are all over the garden. Everywhere there were scale-armored guards, patrolling and crisscrossing like a web without holes.

"Fly low and get rid of the guards on the high wall first. Mo Han said.

The Golden-Winged Roc swooped downwards and galloped around the city walls. Before the guards on the city wall could scream, the blue skates flashed, and the guards fell to the ground with a muffled voice.

After solving the guards on the city wall, the golden-winged Dapeng flew to the back door of Shun Heaven, and Mo Han said: "Jianchen, you look at the back door, let Jing Tian look at the front door." I went in to find the whereabouts of Xiao Yi's parents, and after hearing my signal, you struck from the front and back doors, and no one was left!"

"Catch turtles in the urn, that's a good idea!" Jian Chen flew off the back of the golden-winged roc and landed lightly on the castle tower at the back gate, silently.

Jianchen stood motionless in the moonlight like a midnight ghost king, and directly below him were two rows of Shunten's gatekeepers, and a 'ghost king' waiting to harvest their lives was standing above them without noticing.

The golden-winged roc flew to the front gate, and the water realm sky fell on the tower of the front gate like a god of death.

"Why is it so cold all of a sudden?" asked one of the guards.

Another guard said: "Spring flowers are blooming, why is it suddenly getting cold at night?"

"Don't make any noise!" the chief of the guard scolded.

The Water Realm Heaven didn't care what they were talking about, if they had any changes, it would be their death. He watched Mo Han fall into the inner courtyard of the Qian clan, without the slightest worry, because these people had already become dead corpses in their eyes, and the people of Shun Heaven had to thank Xiao Yi's parents for being able to live longer.

The inner courtyard of the Qian clan is lush with flowers and trees, and some guards are standing among the hidden flowers and trees. They wanted to be praying mantis to catch cicadas against the invaders, but they didn't expect Mo Han, the yellow finch, to quietly appear behind them.

A rockery is surrounded by lush flowers and trees, and a guard stands with his hands in his hands calming down, and ordinary people will not be aware of it. Mo Han's spiritual power detected his location, and there was no second person within twenty steps of him.

A column of patrol guards walked by the path not far away, and when the guard saw it, he muttered in a low voice, "This patrol, even if someone comes in, they won't find out, and it depends on us!"

Suddenly, he felt the breeze blowing, and he didn't care. I felt that my back was touched, and I thought it was an illusion and twisted my body at will. Moved again, someone touched him from behind, how could it be?

The guard still looked back, and the moment he turned his head, his throat was stuck by something, and he was horrified to see that it was a ghost! a black cloak, a hideous ghost!

The guard felt the ghost's claws catch his neck, his feet slowly lifted off the ground, and he held his breath in his throat, and only a little breath in and out did not die immediately.

He firmly grasped the demon's powerful wrist with both hands, but the wrist was as hard as steel, and even with the greatest strength, it could not shake it in the slightest. With his legs dangling in the air, he kept kicking, longing to step on something, even a straw could ease the suffocation feeling in the slightest.

"Woo~~Woo~~"

The guards could not make a sound, only whining in pain. When he saw the ghost king in front of him, his psychology was already so frightened that he collapsed, and he didn't dare to resist at all.

He heard the ghost king's deep voice, low as if it came from the ground. He had not heard the voice of a ghost, but he believed that it was a ghost, and his shocked heart trembled, and his eyes did not dare to look at its face, but fell on the black robe under its chin.

"The first question is that the Lord of Shuntendo Hall is not here. ”

"Woo~ cough, cough. The guard nodded, trying to get the sound out of his throat, but the voice was distorted by the stuck throat.

"The second question is, where is the couple brought back by Qian Dun now. ”

The guard raised his arm and pointed in one direction, trying to speak but unable to utter a word. Suddenly, I felt that my throat was half opened in an instant, and my breath opened like a floodgate, and I felt like I was coming back to life, and said, "Back, backyard." ”

Mo Han looked in the direction pointed by the guard, and there was a row of low houses in the depths of the winding path, which was very remote among the flowers and plants, not like the place where the Qian people lived, and it should be the backyard that the guard said.

With a 'click', the guard's neck was crushed, and his arms and legs hung down instantly.

Mo Han threw it on the ground casually, and flew straight into the air like a backyard.

Flying all the way, none of the guards noticed. He landed on the roof of the backyard and scanned the situation below.

The backyard is walled on all sides, with only a door that is not too wide to enter. The corners of the walls are overgrown with weeds and must have not been cleaned in a while. This is supposed to be the place where the Qian family places their sundries.

Mo Han saw two guards standing in the doorway, and candlelight was shooting out of the crack in the door and the window.

"Looks like this is it. ”

Mo Han fell like a fallen leaf, and the two guards only felt that it was a breeze blowing. Their immediate reaction was that the breeze was a little harsh, and the cool breath in their throats disappeared in an instant.

Mo Han stretched out his hand to grab the two of them and slowly placed them on the ground without making any sound.

A conversation between a man and a woman can be heard in the house.

The woman cried, "Brother You, you listen to me." I promised to marry him first, and you go back safely and take your father and Xiaoyi to find a remote place to hide and live, otherwise what will they do when they are old and young!"

After the woman finished speaking, she was in a muffled and painful voice, and she sobbed continuously and almost couldn't breathe.

The crying continued for a long time, and a man's voice with a crying voice was heard: "I'm leaving, what are you going to do!"

The man seemed to have no choice, and his cry was full of despair, and he sobbed continuously.

"I," the woman forced her sobs, her breath burst out from between her teeth, and she kept her voice low for fear that the people outside would hear: "When you leave, I will be killed by the head when I worship tomorrow, and I will not let them go if I wear red clothes and be a terrible ghost!"