"You...... You guys...... What are you going to do?"

Ruoshui, who was weak and helpless, was so frightened by this momentum that he couldn't help but retreat.

"Kill this vixen, kill her!"

However, if they didn't listen, especially those village peasant resentful women, they hated Ruoshui to the bone, and couldn't help but say, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at Ruoshui......

"Ahh......h What are you doing here? Stop!"

Fortunately, Ding Zhuqiang appeared in time and hurriedly protected Ruoshui in his arms, and he was inevitably hit by a stone. Fortunately, after exercising, I can still stand it.

"Ignore them, let's get out of here. ”

Ruoshui saw Ding Zhuqiang coming, and immediately proposed softly.

"This is supposed to be a cowtail pigtail monster, and everyone will kill them together. ”

At this time, it was those men who were yelling and shouting, and a few of them were bold, picking up the farm tools in their hands and beckoning to Ding Zhuqiang.

"You bastards, aren't you fucking crazy?"

Ding Zhuqiang had already seen Ruoshui being bullied with anger, and now he couldn't bear it, where would he be beaten and not fight back, so he immediately grabbed a shovel, and was angry, fighting the tiger with his bare hands, and fought back on the spot, causing these mountain people to mourn......

Even worse, he was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding and he fell to the ground. It's also a good thing that Ding Zhuqiang didn't use the Desolate Demon Divine Sword, otherwise what's the matter? I'm afraid that this simple mountain village will be full of corpses and rivers of blood......

"This monster is really powerful, run!"

After a few rounds, Yi Ding Zhuqiang opened a big dance all the way, and he beat these mountain people who could only farm to the ground, and there were a few cowardly, throwing away farm tools, crying for dad and mother, panicking, and fleeing without a trace......

"Oops, hey......"

Ruoshui saw that these villagers who were beaten to the ground by Ding Zhuqiang, bleeding non-stop, and couldn't stop wailing, were really pitiful and hateful, paused, stepped forward and carried Ding Zhuqiang, who was still angry, and said: "Let's go! Let's go and wait for him outside the village." ”

"Hmm. As soon as he heard this, Ding Zhuqiang was also angry, and threw the shovel with the blood of a group of villagers in his hand on the ground, and then accompanied Ruoshui not to leave a few steps, after all, he was also a little sorry, feeling that his hand was too heavy, and turned back to those villagers who had become more frightened and said: "I don't know where Ruoshui and I offended you, but I just want to say that if you don't beat Ruoshui and me for no reason, I will never fight you back, give you some money to buy medicine!"

Ding Zhuqiang is really loyal and benevolent, as he spoke, he took out the bag of money that he forcibly seized from the second prince of the Eight Desolate City, took out more than ten Yan coins, and threw them at the villagers who were lying on the ground, and then left without looking back, holding Ruoshui's little hand and leaving by himself......

At this moment, a group of foolish people who came to their senses ignored the pain on their bodies, and swarmed and shouted into pieces, and grabbed them together. The lucky ones grabbed two or three, and the unlucky ones only grabbed one desperately, and even if they didn't grab it, at this moment, I came back to my senses and thought about what Ding Zhuqiang said before leaving. It's really good, people haven't done anything bad, even if it's really a monster, it's good, why should you provoke it for no reason!

It wasn't until it was almost noon that Uncle Ah Lan was really full of wine and food, and some drunken people carried a large package and strode towards the mountain village.

"Oh no, the youkai's accomplices are here. ”

There were even those timid villagers who were scared away who saw it from afar, and shouted in fear.

"What kind of youkai's accomplices? Are you talking about me?"

Although Uncle Ah Lan drank a lot of wine, he was still quite conscious, and he was secretly confused, and he didn't think much about it, and walked straight to the farmhouse where he stayed last night.

"Oh, Abba, why are you beating me......"

"Who told you that stinky boy doesn't have long ears to listen to other people's nonsense......"

"No, Abba, I really saw that vixen magic with my own eyes, and I don't know what I shouted......?

"What?"

As soon as Uncle Ah Lan heard this, he woke up in an instant.

"What are you talking nonsense about, you bastard? Even that's a fox fairy. This year, the old farmer who was more than half a hundred, with a coarse cloth on his head, or because of his emotion, the blood was soaked out again, and he said gratefully: "Fortunately, the fox fairy doesn't care about our people in the mountains and wilderness, and kindly gives money to let the injured people go to buy medicine......

"Hey, what are you talking about......? My nephew and his wife!"

Uncle Ah Lan was confused, and immediately shouted and asked, and swept his eyes, only to see that many villagers were injured, and he was really stunned for a while.

Or did the old peasant tremble and bow his hands, his words were full of gratitude and apology, and after only half of what he heard, Uncle Ah Lan roughly understood that it must be because of Ruoshui's red face and troubled water, which caused these ignorant villagers and men to be obsessed with lust and tricks......

Uncle Alan, who had guessed a rough idea, interrupted and asked, "Then where did they go later?"

The villagers all looked at each other, the injured were injured, and the scared ran away, who dared to follow their whereabouts without their lives?

At this time, I only heard a teenage cowherd baby pointing to the point: "I saw them on the hillside going to the road over there." However, it seems to be surrounded by a team of people. ”

"Ahh

Uncle Ah Lan was shocked, and immediately spread his wings and walked away. It even frightened the villagers into looking at each other and exclaiming......

When he came towards himself, he flew about three or four miles away from the upper right of the front, and under the high altitude, Uncle Lan suddenly saw that on the shady side of a barren mountain, a group of people turned on their backs, and their corpses were lying on the ground, and most of them were drowned by the wind and sand, so that they could see that there was no survivor.

"Look at the wounds, they are all wounded by sharp weapons, and the blood has dried up, I wonder if this kid Zhuqiang didn't listen to the persuasion? ”

Uncle Ah Lan secretly thought to himself, and when he looked at this team of no less than ten people, judging from the outfit, it was not difficult to recognize that it was the cavalry from the Eight Desolations City.

Uncle Ah Lan once again flew into the air, and it was difficult to find a figure under the view. I don't know where Ding Zhuqiang and the two of them are in this criss-crossing barren mountain with thousands of ravines? After all, in this windy and sandy land, if you want to rely on your footprints to find people, don't even think about it.

In fact, just one or two miles away, in a weathered cave, Ding Zhuqiang, who was stained with blood, was already unconscious, and although Ruoshui next to him was unscathed, it was difficult to hide his fatigue.

Until the sun set and evening fell, Ding Zhuqiang, who was in a coma, was suddenly woken up by a sharp pain, and when he opened his eyes, he subconsciously raised his hand, only to see a big poisonous scorpion biting his thumb.

Ding Zhuqiang was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly shook his hand away, and then he didn't have time to investigate the injury, so he quickly helped Ruoshui, who was physically exhausted and fainted on his body.

Fortunately, Ruoshui is known as an elf because of the Miao clan, and has a strange fragrance, so these poisonous insects dare not invade.

"Ruoshui...... If the water ......"

Ding Zhuqiang, who had come to his senses, shook Ruoshui who had fainted in a row, and looked around, only to see that the Desolate Demon Sword was slanted in front of his eyes......

After a little recollection, Ding Zhuqiang vaguely only remembered that he accompanied Ruoshui Gangyi out of the mountain village, and wanted to wait for Uncle Ah Lan to come back on a high slope. But he never thought that he happened to be bumped into by a group of cavalry on a major road......

Later, this cavalry was no easier to deal with than those villagers who had brute strength, and they also saw that Ruoshui was beautiful, and threatened to capture Ruoshui back to the city and sacrifice it to the city lord. With Ding's strong temperament, he was furious and unallowed, but where could he escape the pursuit of the cavalry, and finally caught up at the bottom of the mountain and fought......

As for the future, Ding Zhuqiang only remembered that he was forced to be helpless, and pulled out the sword of the Desolate Demon God behind him, and then he couldn't remember it clearly......

Ding Zhuqiang, who was thinking about it secretly and returning to his senses, didn't think much about it because of the sharp pain in his fingers. Shaking his head, he picked up Ruoshui, who was still unconscious, and then inserted the Desolate Demon Sword back into the scabbard and walked out of the cave.

Ding Zhuqiang subconsciously sucked the bitten thumb, and for a while, looking at this barren mountain and wilderness, he only felt dazed.

"Fortunately, if the water is not bitten, it seems that it is not possible to sleep in the wild. And if the water is ...... now, I must have been too weak to faint. I'll have to find a farmhouse to spend the night. ”

As soon as he thought of this, it was also better than Ding Zhuqiang After more than half a month of tempering, he could carry the tiger on his shoulders, and how could he not hug Ruoshui, who was as light as a swallow......

In the night, Ding Zhuqiang looked for the lights of the farmhouse, thinking about it, within a radius of dozens of miles, only the village where he stayed last night could stay.

What's more, if the water is dying now, you have to give her nutrition as soon as possible.

In the end, under Ding's strong steps and galloping, he has returned to the village.

"Whew......"

As the sound of the dog barking sounded, all the villagers also went out to watch.

"Great, the fox fairy is back, the fox fairy is back again......"

Ding Zhuqiang originally planned to be cheeky and find another family to spend the night, but it was a big deal to spend more money. Unexpectedly, these villagers were very happy and enthusiastic.

"Big brother, that room, my aunt said it would be offered to you later. ”

At this moment, the little boy who was staying overnight in the family jumped up and down in front of Ding Zhuqiang, and said very naively.

"That's good, that's good! Thank you so much. ”

Although Ding Zhuqiang was a little unclear, he had seen that these villagers' attitude towards himself and Ruoshui had improved, and he immediately did not shirk it, and hugged Ruoshui back to the house and lay on the bed in front of the villagers.

"Uncle, can you sell me one of your poult......ry? Give me...... The stewed soup nourishes the body. ”

After settling Ruoshui down, Ding Zhuqiang was anxious, so he asked this family, a male owner who seemed to be in charge.

The villager immediately readily agreed: "Do you want to stew a chicken for this fox fairy? ”

"That's great...... Thank you so much, uncle, I'll go and help!"

Ding Zhuqiang didn't make much excuses, he was happy to do it himself, plucking his hair and drifting, and he was very busy. In the end, he insisted on cooking the chopped chicken himself.

It seems to this family of eight that it is even more amazing, and it is full of mystery to Ding Zhuqiang and Ruoshui, I don't know if these two are humans or demons?