The moon is full of branches, and the four are unusually bright.

Xia Fan turned around, followed the prestige, and it turned out to be a very tall, thin middle-aged man, the man stood in the air by the treetops, and the volley collapsed a few steps, and then fell to the ground calmly.

I saw that this person was much taller than Xia Fan, his long black hair was slowly blown by the breeze, the cold wind blew, with a hint of coldness at night, but he was naked, with a vermilion gourd hanging from his waist, and his face was extremely delicate, he had one hand empty, but the other hand was holding up a crystal clear wine glass, the red liquid filled with the cup did not shake out a drop due to the man's movements, the man held the wine glass exquisitely, and slowly walked out of the shade.

Gao Wenshan had never seen the man in front of him, but he seemed to appear quietly, and his cultivation must be different from Gao Xian.

Xia Fan saw what Gao Wenshan was thinking, so he also learned to arch his hand, and said interestingly, "This beautiful man, is there something wrong?"

As soon as Xia Fan finished speaking, the man didn't know how to answer, but out of nowhere, another person chuckled and said: "He is a madman and a beautiful man, so what about me?"

The middle-aged man who was called the king madman sniffed the wine in the cup with his eyes closed, did not speak, and did not drink, and the miraculous thing was that after a while, the wine in the glass was a little less. In fact, if you feel it with your heart, you can perceive the slightest breath in the wine glass entering with the breath of the madman's nose. Gao Wenshan was amazed, this way of drinking was really the first time in his life.

Half a glass of wine entered the body, and the madman Wang opened his eyes, and in the moonlight, this pair of eyes were also scarlet and shining. Without squinting, he slowly spoke, and said lightly: "Cao Cheng, why are you here too?"

Gao Wenshan was shocked again, thinking to himself, how could there be another master? Could there really be something big going on in these Three Realms Mountain Range?

A breeze blew, a strong fragrance of flowers in the air hit, only to see a bright red figure accompanied by petals falling from the sky, Xia Fan was extremely surprised, thinking that this person's voice can't hear male and female, how can he not see his appearance? If you want to say that it is a beauty, but it is not very beautiful, if you want to say that it is a handsome guy, but it is not very handsome. It's just that the strong fragrance of flowers on this person's body makes Xia Fan very disliked.

Cao Cheng came to the madman Wang and said, "Madman, you should call me Cao Jiusi now." ”

The madman said suspiciously: "What?", the madman said, he moved a little away from Lao Cao without showing a trace, and sniffed the aroma of wine harder, obviously not liking the fragrance on Cao Hui's body.

Cao Cheng shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "You also know that the nine wives in the family make me miss every time I go out, what do you think of the name Jiusi?"

The madman was stunned, but he couldn't speak anymore, snorted coldly, drank all the wine in the cup, and floated away.

Cao Jiusi laughed and said, "Crazy, wait for me." He was about to catch up immediately, but he turned around in the air, looked at Gao Wenshan and said, "How did the former extremely hot powerhouse end up in such a situation? Hahahaha. The sound of laughter was unusually harsh in the woods.

Gao Wenshan clenched his fists tightly and didn't say a word.

Xia Fan saw that the master had a sad face, knelt down on one knee beside Gao Wenshan in front of you, held Gao Wenshan's fist with both hands, and said solemnly: "Master, don't listen to what that sissy said, I will definitely find a way to cure you in the future." ”

Gao Wenshan looked at Xia Fan's slightly immature face, his heart warmed, and for a moment, he smiled with relief: "Silly boy, just earn back face for your teacher in the future." ”

The other side of the snow peak.

The fire in the forest was soaring, the clanging of weapons colliding, the shouts of countless people, and the screams of countless people, but they were extremely loud.

A group of shirtless men, all with long knives in one hand and torches in the other, had forced a group of purple-clothed monks to the foot of the mountain.

The bald man with a head and a pockmarked face put the long knife across the neck of the purple-clothed monk in his hand, no matter how he begged for mercy, with just a slight stroke, he cut off the head of the purple-clothed monk, and blood gushed out instantly, but it was strangely absorbed by the long knife in the bald man's hand, and sneered: "Grow up, I didn't expect it, your Dongxia Sect will also have today, if you surrender, stay and wait for a dog's life, otherwise, this is the end." The big man laughed, and threw the head in his hand at the feet of the purple-robed old man in front of him, and his arrogance was even worse.

The purple-robed elder laughed heartily, his eyes were extremely firm, and he looked at death as if he was at home, and shouted: "Zhang Mazi, you wait for the rats to join the Demon Sect, it is nothing more than a villain's ambition, what is there to be proud of? Even if you kill me today, I will also have a reputation for exterminating the Demon Sect and not surrendering to the enemy, so what is there to fear?"

Zhang Mazi was furious, and said sharply: "What is the benefit of being a so-called famous and decent person of you? Why do we have to hand over the treasures of heaven and earth that we have to find every time we have worked hard and died for a lifetime? And you only distribute some inferior spirit stones to us every year? Why are we small sects who rush to the forefront every time? What have we done wrong? Even when the Dragon Clan Temple selects talents every year, our brothers have never been ranked first, is it true that the lives of your big sects are fate, and our lives are inherently cheaper than yours?"

The elder said disdainfully: "Ridiculous, fallacious, how can a pickled person like you enter the Dragon Clan's Temple?"

Zhang Mazi stuck the long knife in his hand on the ground, as if recalling the pain, the expression on his face was extremely distorted, and he asked in a cold voice: "You say this is a fallacy? We are all pickled people, then my own sister just didn't want to marry a disciple of the Songshan Sword Sect, so she was forcibly taken away by them, and only gave me a corpse?"

The elder didn't know that Zhang Mazi still had such a hatred with the Songshan Sword Sect, although he was moved in his heart, he still didn't change his face, and said: "The Songshan Sword Sect has an enmity with you, and what does it have to do with my Dongxia Sect?"

Zhang Mazi pulled out the blood-colored long knife on the ground again, with an extremely sad and sympathetic expression, and said: "You, it's really hopeless, brothers, hack him to death." ”

In an instant, the one-sided slaughter began again, only to see the white light of the forest under the moonlight flickering frequently, Zhang Mazi didn't know how many knives he swung, the hatred was monstrous, the tall old man was almost chopped into meat sauce, after a period of blood, all the purple-clothed monks, without exception, died without a whole corpse.

After the massacre, Zhang Mazi sat alone on the ground, gently stroking the blood-colored long knife given to him by the Demon Sect in the mouth of the elder Chang Lao, this knife is called drinking blood, as the name suggests, this knife not only kills people, but also can suck their blood dry. muttered: "Sister, don't worry, your revenge, my brother will always avenge you, you are right, these so-called famous and decent families are nothing more than a bunch of vampires under the banner of justice." ”

At this time, a big man stepped forward and said respectfully to Zhang Mazi: "Big brother, someone is here again." ”

Zhang Mazi laughed and said, "It's good to come!"

With that, he licked his dry lips and lifted the blood-drinking knife again, his soft eyes becoming fierce again.

After Zhang Mazi and the others left, several black figures quietly appeared in the night, came to this pile of corpses, picked some organs of these corpses and removed them one by one, and then disappeared into the darkness, as if they had never appeared.