"Gong, Gongzi, is it you?" A timid voice came, Long Yang turned around abruptly, only to see a slightly embarrassed figure coming out of the bushes not far away!

"It's you!" Long Yang's body shook, and the tense muscles just now relaxed, wasn't she the little girl she had just met in Daqingshan?

"Woo woo - thank God, finally let me wait for Childe!" When the little girl saw Long Yang, she immediately showed joy, cried with joy, wiped her tears with red eyes, ran towards Long Yang, and threw herself into Long Yang's arms!

Long Yang's body was shocked, and there had never been a woman who took the initiative to throw herself into her arms!

Just looking at her fragile appearance, Long San Gongzi couldn't afford the slightest blasphemy thought, but his eyes flickered, and his eyes were thoughtful.

"What's going on, what's going on here?" asked Long Yang in a deep voice.

The woman slowly got up from Long Yang's arms, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at the village not far away, her face full of sadness.

"I don't know why, after the previous bunch of people and horses came down from the mountain, it was the dove that occupied the magpie's nest, and the men in the village did not allow it, and as a result, a conflict broke out, and they, the villagers, were killed and thrown to the river, and the blood of this stream was a warning, and, also, ......"

"What's wrong?"

"They kidnapped Sister Jiang Ji, and another woman was also tied up together, and they were locked in a cage at the head of the village!"

"What!" Long Yang was taken aback, a cold glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, thunderstorm, he unexpectedly, he dared to lose his conscience so much!

"What a fucking death!Thunderstorm, don't you want to live this time!" Long Yang's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of evil energy, and a strong killing intent suddenly flashed on his body!

He thunderstormed, he must have wanted to find out himself, at this time he should have found out that the box was not what he wanted, and wanted to let those two women blackmail him?

"Childe, you, what are you going to do? They have a team of men and horses, and the leader is fierce in the flesh, and you will be sent to death in the past!" the woman was shocked when she saw Long Yang, and hurriedly grabbed Long Yang's sleeve and said.

"Fierce, I'm afraid that when the time comes, he will kneel on the ground in a thunderstorm and beg Young Master Ben!" Long Yang snorted coldly, now that he has learned this magic change, although there are some side effects, but he is not afraid of the eight tricks of thunderstorms at all!

If you want to threaten yourself, I'm afraid that guy wants to be bad!

Looking at the anxious woman in front of him, Long Yang smiled, "You go to the Zhennan Mansion first to tell the request for reinforcements, and say that Young Master Ben is here waiting for them to take me back!"

After speaking, Long Yang took out a jade pendant and put it in the woman's hand.

"You, are you really the third son of the dragon?" the woman suddenly widened her beautiful eyes, covered her red lips lightly, took a half step back, and exclaimed in surprise!

Long Yang chuckled, looked the woman up and down, and coldly "patted" on the woman's buttocks, and said playfully: "Go quickly! Don't look like this crying and mourning face, you can see that Young Master Ben seems to have done something hurtful!"

"Huh!" the woman snorted, the eldest girl's family was rubbed with oil by the third son of Long, and she should have been angry, but she couldn't be angry at this time!

Biting her red lips, the woman took the jade pendant, looked back at Long San Gongzi a few more times, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and ran away with a slightly red face.

"You have to listen to me, but don't go alone!"

Long Yang's ears heard the voice of her asking her not to rush forward, shook her head slightly, Long Yang retracted his gaze, looking at the dead and silent village not far away, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and a murderous aura quietly permeated!

......

"Thunderstorm, you bastard! You can't die well! You kind of come at me! Let her go!" Lin Midai raised her eyebrows, gritted her teeth and glared at Thunderstorm, her eyes full of murderous intent!

At this time, Lin Mi and Jiang Xi were tied up and locked in cages, and two team members came, and they were escorted at the entrance of the village and tied to the two wooden pillars at the head of the village, unable to move!

Originally, when the cave was about to collapse, Lin Mi escaped with Jiang Xi, but she didn't expect that the thunderstorm would arrange a trap ambush at the exit, and she almost didn't have the power to resist and fell into the trap, so she was arrested!

"Hehe, the eyes of the two little girls are very energetic, you can rest assured, after a while, there will be a chance for you to give in and beg for mercy!"

"Phew, you demon who went to hell! Qingshan Village didn't offend you in anything, why do you want to kill them all?" Jiang Xi's eyes were red, and she desperately struggled with the rope that tied her hands behind her back, but her wrists were red, and she couldn't break free!

I could only spit resentfully at the thunderstorm's body, gritting my teeth and saying, my red eyes full of hatred!

Thunderstorm wiped the spit off his face, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes, "Stinky girl, dare to spray me, Lao Tzu will kill you now!"

"Captain ——!, there is a kid in the village, he, he ......" A thunderstorm's four-trick master rushed back recklessly, his face was full of earth, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and his eyes were red and swollen!

"What the fuck is going on?"

"Knort"

Thunderstorm slammed the big wood knife in his hand to the ground and yelled at the man lying on the ground with a sinister face.

As soon as the man's legs were weak, there was a green and yellow flow, and the smell was stinking, obviously frightened.

"Village, there is a young man at the head of the village, yes, it is that guy who came, Young, and threatened that if the captain sent the two little ladies out quickly, then, and then ....."

"And then what?"

"Then, let the captain wash your neck and apologize to this Qingshan village by the river!"

"Made!!" Thunderstorm raised his eyebrows when he heard this, kicked the man away with his hand, picked up the big firewood knife in his hand, and roared angrily: "Fuck me and copy the guy, slaughter that guy and feed the dog!"

"Yo, hehe, Captain Lei is so majestic, want to destroy Young Master Ben? I'm afraid that your three-legged cat's ability is not as loud!"

A handsome figure walked over, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and squinted at the thunderstorm group.

When Lin Mi and Jiang Ji saw the third son of Long, their eyes were full of surprise, but they were suddenly full of anxiety, and said in unison: "You stupid boy, who asked you to come? Hurry up! You can't protect yourself from so many people!"

Not to mention that Thunderstorm is an eight-trick master who is not easy to deal with, that is, this group of people under his command is enough to drink a pot! The third son of Long went to the meeting alone, although the second daughter was moved, but she was afraid that she would be taken down if she was not prepared!

Long Yang's eyes were on the body of the tied second daughter, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he chuckled: "Hehe, don't worry, how can this son be unprepared?

"Hahaha! What an arrogant boy, I didn't tear you apart last time! This time you will regret it!" Thunderstorm looked at Long Yang, put up the big firewood knife in his hand, and his eyes were not angry but happy, "If you hand over the Shenzang you got, Lei Ye, I can still consider letting you choose a way to die!"

"Oh, if you stretch your neck and let Young Master Ben slash first, it's okay!" Long Yang laughed contemptuously, the Qiuyue Treasure Knife on his right hand shook, came out of its sheath, and fell into his hand, the first-level divine pattern exuded a demonic red light, and the sword was awe-inspiring!

Thunderstorm glanced at the Third Young Master Long who was holding the knife in his right hand, and sneered, on his waist, but he was still pinned to another spiritual weapon treasure knife that he had snatched from him!

"Die!" Thunderstorm shouted, his eyebrows rose as if he had just been thorny, a roaring sound sounded, eight domineering voices exploded on his body, and the terrifying spiritual power formed a wind whirl, gushing out of the eight acupuncture points on his body, hovering above the big chai knife in his hand!

"Wind Slash!" The big chai knife waved, and the spiritual power above gushed out, and the thunderstorm even flew up with the knife, turning into an awe-inspiring knife qi, pointing straight at Longyang!

Under the second-grade martial arts, the wind slashed, under the spiritual power of the thunderstorm eight orifices, before the person arrived, the sword had already arrived first, faintly stinging Long Yang's skin!

Although he didn't use all his strength, but with the bonus of the Eight Apertures, the thunderstorm's multiplication of the second-grade martial arts can be said to have been exerted to the extreme, and there are few masters of the same level who can match them!

"Good time!"

Long Yang didn't dodge, gritted his teeth, held the knife with both hands, his dark eyes showed a sharp color, the red light of the first-level divine pattern on the knife body was released, and a faint trembling sound came from the knife blocking hand!

"Blood Knife Technique!" Long Yang took a difficult step against the strong wind, not afraid of the robe that had been cut by the wind blade, waved his arms and greeted him head-on!

Xuan He's cyan sword was like cyan lightning, and in an instant, it collided with Long Yang's first-grade martial arts blood sword technique, bursting out with a flash of white light, flashing in an instant, and a trace of red blood sprayed out from mid-air!

With a clanging sound, Qiu Yue flew out of his hand and fell to the ground, Long Yang suddenly felt a strong force coming, and the whole person was slashed obliquely, and the tiger's mouth was shocked, overflowing with a mouthful of bright red blood!

"Boom!" The thunderstorm big firewood knife went castrated, and it hit the ground with a bang, stirring up a layer of dust!

"Hahaha, stinky boy, do you want to save people and be a hero?" An arrogant laugh came, and the thunderstorm landed steadily with a big firewood knife, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes!

"Ahem!" Long Yang knelt on his knees, covered his chest, spit out half a mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, holding his right hand, trembling!

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a master of the Eight Tricks! Awesome!" Long Yang wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with one hand, his eyes were like eagle falcons, staring at the arrogant thunderstorm!

"Hmph, boy, it's too late for you to beg for mercy now! Lao Tzu will use your knife to cut off your neck!" Thunderstorm laughed fiercely, let go of the big firewood knife in his hand, and probed his left hand, the blood-red light flashed away, it was Longyang's treasure knife Chunhua!