Chapter 6 This revenge will be avenged

It was another morning, and a donkey appeared from a distance on the road from the town to Jinyun City, and slowly you could see that there was an old man with a head shaking his head and showing his old age on the donkey. This old man's face did not have the slightest wrinkle, his white hair hung down behind his shoulders, his right hand stroked his beard, his body leaned back slightly, and when he looked closely, it turned out that he was drinking with a gourd in his left hand!

Suddenly, the donkey, which was bumping its buttocks, stopped on the road. The old man paused and looked at the ground, but his brow was furrowed.

That's right, this is the place where the convoy and the bandits fought yesterday, but there are no corpses on the ground at this time, and there is still a strong smell of blood left after being cleaned up by the bandits, and the donkey should smell the blood and stop.

The old man quickly turned over and got off the donkey, and if he was seen, he would be very surprised, this is the old man who has passed the sixtieth birthday? The old man turned around on the ground, and thought in his heart: This must have been the battle that took place at noon yesterday, and the situation was very fierce, and at least twenty people had died in such a strong smell of blood!

The old man was right, there were six bandits who died in addition to the people in the convoy. But he couldn't help but wonder again: How could it be such a coincidence? The sect should have blocked the news, and now he was appointed to look for it alone. Could it be that he was amputated by the two forces and ascended first? Looking at the shallow traces of the fight on the ground, it didn't look like it was caused by a cultivator, after all, it didn't cause any major damage.

It turned out that this old man was the person sent by the Qingyun Sect of the Xiuzhen Sect that the "immortal" brother was referring to.

"Uncle Xiaoyaozi!Uncle Xiaoyaozi~~!!" At this time, a gust of wind suddenly hit the sky, and a female "fairy" with a good figure and a childish face came on a flying sword, and the person who came was Caiyun'er, a core disciple of the Qingyun Sect! Before she landed, she breathed quickly and shouted to the old man.

"Uncle Xiaoyaozi, Uncle Baekje was placed under house arrest in the Medicine King Valley by the people of the Black Flower Sect when he was on a mission because the disciples of the Black Flower Sect were executed by the sect, and the head of the sect ordered me to come back to you to discuss the rescue strategy. Looking at this Uncle Xiaoyaozi who set off from the sect three days earlier than her, Caiyun'er's inner drama is: Come out three days early and only rush here now?!

picked up the gourd and poured a mouthful, this Xiaoyaozi uncle was very unhappy at this time. It's rare to come out for a trip to take a break and look at the scenery, isn't it rare to take a leisurely tour? It's good now, the Blood Soul Jade has not been found, and the sect elder has been detained! I am really very unhappy. He turned his head and asked:

"Senior brother in charge told me to go back immediately?"

"Yes. Cai Yun'er replied affirmatively, but after thinking about Xiaoyaozi's usual habits, she couldn't help but ask with a wry smile:

"Uncle Xiaoyaozi won't want to be lazy again, right?" looked at Xiaoyaozi with questioning eyes.

Hearing this, Xiaoyaozi's face immediately turned slightly red: "Ahem, how can you talk to Uncle Shi, what is it! Is Uncle Shi that kind of person!"

Cai Yun'er couldn't help but smile when she looked at this Xiaoyaozi blowing her eyebrows and glaring, this uncle is really funny, no one in the entire sect knows that he likes to be lazy, whether it is in work or cultivation. But this uncle just loves face and refuses to admit it.

Then the donkey suddenly walked into the woods, as if he had found something. Xiaoyaozi, who felt that his old face couldn't hang up, hurriedly followed when he saw this, thinking that he was worthy of being an old friend, and he knew how to help me out of the siege. When I walked into the forest, I saw a person lying here!

At this time, Caiyun'er also followed curiously. Xiaoyaozi stepped forward and touched the man's forehead, probed his nose again, and found that there was still a faint breath.

"If you're alive, give him a heart pill. Xiaoyaozi, who got up, frowned, thought for a while, and said:

"He should have been in a coma for a day, this is the only survivor, and there should be some clues to bring him back to the sect. Tell Senior Brother Zhang, I will go directly to the Medicine King Valley, it is the other way around, even the elders of my sect dare to touch it!" After speaking, he immediately turned around and got on the donkey and headed west.

Only Caiyun'er, whose face was in a daze, was left behind, and her inner monologue at this time was: The heart protection pill is also considered valuable, isn't it! It wasn't you who let me, a core disciple, come out? And you said it so casually! Also, you're too domineering, aren't you? Go back and discuss with the head without having to go over alone! It's over, I'm afraid that there will be one more elder who is trapped now・・・・・・

Looking at the young man in green shirt with a thin face on the ground, he shook his head helplessly, and took out the heart pill in great distress.

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"Uh, where is this?"

Screens carved with colorful patterns, blue brick and stone tiles, white tents, and an upright candle stand next to it. All of this is strange. Am I dead again? This young man is Xingtian.

After the confusion, Xingtian's face was full of pain! He closed his eyes and hugged his head with both hands. He clearly remembered that the scenes that came to his heart like waves, the good lives that disappeared, the blood all over the ground and the corpses separated from other places!! And that demonic boy in white shirts!

"Ahhh I grabbed my hair in pain and cried bitterly, and the hot tears slipped down. Pained, hoarse and screaming, an irresistible depression that made him feel breathless again.

Am I the only one left? Xing Tian sat up in a daze. No! He from the earth knows that he owes money to pay off his debts, and kills people to pay for his life! Why let those bandits live! I can't die, I want revenge, I want to avenge Uncle Wang and them!

Clenching his fists and shaking his body, he was trying to control his breathing, to calm down first. After a while, he suddenly realized that he had no power to restrain the chicken, how could he take revenge? In deep thought, he suddenly remembered that the white-shirted young man seemed to have mentioned some Baoyu when Uncle Wang died! He suddenly touched the inside of his upper clothes, and then took out this dark red "diamond" the size of two thumbs. Staring carefully at this "diamond" that he thought was worth a little money, he thought: Could this be what Baoyu the white-shirted demon mentioned? Just for why Baoyu slaughtered so many people! So many lives are not worth a stone!

Xingtian, who had been carefully observing for a long time, never found anything unusual. Shaking his head, he gently put back the "diamond". Regardless of whether this is the Baoyu that the white-shirted demon refers to. All he knows now is that if he kills, he will have to pay for his life! If he does not take revenge, how can he face Uncle Wang and the others who died in vain? Why should he go back to the town to face those broken families and his fathers and fellow villagers? How can he face himself and spend it in pain and self-blame in the future! The more he thought about it, the more sad he felt, and the weakness of his body before him, he fell into a coma again.