At the Jiuhua Sect Mountain Gate, five or six monks in the foundation building period wearing the costumes of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were gathering together, talking about the highlights of the battle with their eyebrows, and the two Jindan uncles in the back were leaning on the big tree boredly, chatting without a word.

The mountain gate is dilapidated, and the plaque with the big characters of the Jiuhua School falls to the ground like fragments, and a nine-character can still be seen vaguely.

The ground had been covered with sand, but it still couldn't stop the dark red stains under the sand.

Looking up from the mountain gate, the trees along the way were crooked, some were broken by the waist, some were burned by the fire, and there was a bloody question in the air, the only thing that remained unchanged was the sound of insects from time to time.

"The Qingyun Sect is doing business, and no one has anything to do with it, so leave as soon as possible," a Qingyun Sect disciple stood up and shouted loudly.

There were three figures in the distance, the first one was strong, but he didn't see the fluctuation of spiritual power, and the two children followed by one left and one right.

Uncle Jin Dan glanced at it, but he didn't care, I don't know how many waves of people have come to Jiuhua Sect to inquire about the news in the past few days.

"What are these Ma brothers doing, it took a few days to catch a girl and not come back," a Jin Dan said angrily.

The other smiled, but the smile was so lewd, "You still don't know Ma Laosan?

"They are happy, they threw us here to guard the gate, and when they turned around, they had to spit out some blood from this kid," Jin Dan said dissatisfiedly.

Outside the mountain gate, the three figures were getting closer and closer, and several Qingyun Sect disciples ended their bragging, all of them looked at the people who came dissatisfied, and even some people's palms were surging, and the fire was rising, as if they were ready to teach a few people a lesson.

", this is not the place for you to come," a disciple walked out scolding.

Although everyone was dissatisfied, and some people prepared spells, they just wanted to drive away the three of them, at most, they were disobedient and taught a lesson, and none of them had a trace of vigilance, after all, the war had just ended, and everyone knew that the Qingyun Sect had destroyed the Jiuhua Sect, and they couldn't afford to provoke it, and besides, two mortals and one monk among the three people, even if those two were body refiners, what trouble could they cause if they added a foundation building monk?

It's just that I don't know, the leader is not only the refiner, but also the alchemist who escaped under the hands of the old monster and killed the old monster, the girl behind is not a foundation building monk, but a Jindan monk who has restrained his breath, and the boy is the weakest, just a refiner in the bone refining period, but one-on-one, none of the disciples here are really his opponents.

"I'll leave these to you" Zhang Xiaohu commanded gently, not caring about the first few people, and at this time, he was embarrassed to let him deal with Zhuji, and his eyes fell directly on the two Jin Dan in the back.

"Yes, Master"

"Got it, Little Tiger"

The disciples were stunned when they heard this, looked at each other, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Did you hear what he said?" a disciple asked with a smile.

"He said, he's going to deal with you" The other disciple was already bent over with laughter, but he made fun of this one.

A disciple smiled and shook his head, "There are all kinds of people these days, and they don't pee in the mirror early."

There was a commotion, which alarmed the two Jindan uncles, and when they looked sideways, they couldn't help but laugh.

"Why can't people speak these days?" Jin Dan leaned against the tree leisurely and said angrily.

"Maybe that's what he meant" Another Jin Dan pondered and said, his scrutinizing eyes kept looking at the three of them, and he was even more curious about the gaze cast by Zhang Xiaohu, wanting to see what kind of eyes it was, but Zhang Xiaohu's eyes were flat, and he couldn't see the killing intent at all.

"You mean, these little guys are really ready to do it?" Jin Dan looked at his companion with a smile, thinking that this head was in the water, it was too whimsical, this cat and dog dared to do it, so what else did Jin Dan do.

"Maybe, I mean maybe," the other Jindan argued, also a little confused, unable to see what the situation was.

As the three of them got closer and closer, the disciples looked at each other curiously, waiting to see what it meant to be handed over to you.

Click, click, the mountain gate was quiet, only the sound of footsteps kept coming.

Looking at the ruined scene of the mountain gate, looking at the faintly visible bloodstains on the ground, and looking at the traces of war everywhere, Xiang'er's eyes were red like the rabbit in her arms, her nails were deeply sunk into her palms because of her clenched fists, her body trembled slightly, and her snort became heavier and heavier.

Zhang Xiaohu turned around and patted Xiang'er on the shoulder, comforting Xiang'er with his eyes, and then stabilized his mood a little.

By the time Xiang'er's injuries stabilized and her spirit recovered slightly, it had been a few days, and several people had gone all the way, Sister Yu, Li Yunlong's corpses had long been gone, but they were all expected, generally speaking, the victorious side would dispose of the other party's corpse.

Xiang'er cried loudly in the place where her brother was killed in her memory, kneeling on the ground and looking for Li Yunlong's traces blankly, but where could she see it.

After the worship, Xiang'er wiped her tears and led the two of them straight to the Jiuhua faction, the blood debt had to be repaid with blood, but the hatred was deep, and the murderous aura was buried in the heart, from the outside, there was no difference between a few people and passers-by.

Seeing that they were about to approach, several disciples sacrificed their flying swords one after another and shouted loudly.

The other party may be a body refiner, and if you get closer, where is there still a guarantee of safety, although there are many people on your side, there is no need.

Zhang Xiaohu stopped, looked at Xiang'er and Xiao Basin and nodded, and suddenly his body shook, turning into a cloud of green smoke, and in an instant, he bypassed a few disciples and went straight to the two golden pills who were waiting to see the excitement.

"Looking for Death"

A disciple who reacted quickly controlled the flying sword and wanted to catch up, and the remaining few people reacted at this time, and the scene was chaotic, some of the flying swords pointed directly at Xiang'er's small basin, and some swayed in the air, I don't know whether to deal with Zhang Xiaohu who rushed over, or to deal with the two boys below.

"Give Me Death"

Xiang'er screamed, slapped the storage bag, and the flying sword was sacrificed, and the coercion of the Jindan monk was no longer restrained, and he covered a few people.

Xiao Basin's body shook, and he rushed into the Qingyun Sect disciples before the flying sword.

"Lean" Jin Dan stood up straight and hurriedly sacrificed the flying sword.

I knew that there was something wrong with a few people, but I didn't pay attention to it, I didn't expect the other party to be so fast, and it seemed that he had some strength.

Another Jin Dan held a warning firework in his hand, but it didn't go out, in his mind, there was a Jin Dan that was more than enough to deal with the comers, and this fireworks was just for a show.

Zhang Xiaohu's figure shook again, and suddenly disappeared in front of the eyes of the two golden pills.

"Not good"

As soon as Jin Dan's hand holding the warning fireworks was released, he was about to release the fireworks, and at the same time, the flying sword kept turning around his body, protecting himself tightly.

Two sword flashes flashed, Zhang Xiaohu stood tightly in front of the two golden pills, and slowly put away the heavy sword in his hand.

Jin Dan made a gurgling sound in his throat, and wanted to command the flying sword, but found that the flying sword that was pointed at by his arm not only kept calling, but instead fell down in a circle, and a sharp pain hit his neck.

The two heads slowly rolled down from the body, blood rushed to the sky, and the headless body shook a few times and finally stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground, shaking the dust on the ground.

Bang, a loud bang rang out in the sky.

Zhang Xiaohu looked up, and a cyan firework exploded, condensed in the air, and could not disperse for a long time.

"Master, it's all settled" The small basin behind him walked up, watched Xiang'er walk over with envy, and put away the storage bags of the two golden pills.

The two money fans really have opponents together, and it is not slow to pick up the storage bag at all.

However, as soon as Xiao Basin finished picking up the two he had killed, he saw Xiang'er glaring at him fiercely while picking them up.

You must know that Xiang'er has always been in charge of the team's money, and in her opinion, the storage bag that fell to the ground should be hers as a matter of course, but she didn't expect Zhang Xiaohu to accept an ignorant little guy and even follow to grab things.

Xiang'er picked up the storage bag and walked back to Zhang Xiaohu, showing off the storage bag in front of the small basin for a while, and then put it away.

Zhang Xiaohu coughed, pretended not to see it, and took the lead.

The warning fireworks were lifted into the air, and after a while, monks continued to arrive, and streamers passed by from time to time.

Zhang Xiaohu, the foundation building monk, didn't do anything, and handed it over to the small pot one by two, if a group came, there would be Xiang'er next to it.

After the Qingyun Sect destroyed the Jiuhua Sect, the team returned to the sect, leaving only a few Jindan to guard here.

The two brothers of the Ma family accounted for two, and the mountain gate was two, and the remaining two or three kittens did not need Zhang Xiaohu to go out, and Xiang'er was wrapped up alone.

It's not that Xiang'er is powerful, but that the people who came didn't come together, but one after another, which gave Xiang'er a chance to show her strength, plus there was Zhang Xiaohu on the side, and she was even more fearless when she moved.

Xiang'er stood in the square, a little wooden.

The sect, which has lived for more than a year, is gone when it is gone, and the original courtyard and pavilion are now in ruins.

There were so many brothers and sisters who loved her at the beginning, and I didn't know how many I could escape.

Tears slid down her face, her heart hurt incomparably, Xiang'er covered her face, squatted on the ground, and sobbed silently.

The little rabbit may have sensed the sadness of the little master, and got out of his arms, stood on tiptoe, licked his tears gently, and rubbed his little head from time to time.

"Xiang'er, get up, it's not time to cry yet"

Zhang Xiaohu pointed to the distance and said in a deep voice, "There are still people waiting for us there."

Xiao Penzi was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction Zhang Xiaohu pointed, "Master, who is waiting for us?"

"The enemies of the Qingyun faction have already washed their necks and are waiting for us"

Zhang Xiaohu pulled Xiang'er up and gently helped Xiang'er wipe away her tears, "There is still a tough battle, is Xiang'er afraid?"

Xiang'er shook her head vigorously, "Xiang'er is not afraid, Xiang'er will definitely be very brave this time, and she will not be afraid again"

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and nodded, "Good job, Xiang'er"