"Your father's wounds, but ...... A cold poison?"

Somehow, such a thought suddenly popped up in Jiang Xiaohe's heart.

"You, have you ever seen this poison?"

Ling Xuanying's face changed drastically, everyone knew that his father was seriously injured, but only his mother, himself and Moon Ying knew what the specific situation was, and now he heard the words "Yin Cold Poison" from Xiao He's mouth, how could he not be surprised.

"It's not a secret, Shen Jie was also poisoned by this kind of poison before, so he has been wandering outside. ”

Jiang Xiaohe told him about the cold poison he encountered: "I also have a friend, Ouyang Xin was also calculated, and he was hit by this poison, and he met a senior named Lei Chunsheng on Tianbao Street two days ago, and he also had this poison in his body. ”

"Lei Chunsheng?"

When Ling Xuanying heard these three words, her whole body trembled violently, and there was a thick eagerness in her tone:

"You, where did you meet him?"

"Wanbao Street, he set up a stall there, I met something I liked, and then I asked him to find Shen Jie, do you know him?"

"He is the first person to become a pseudo-emperor in the past two thousand years, and then it didn't take long for him to disappear mysteriously, no one knows his whereabouts, I am in love with the daughter of Lei senior, but when Lei senior disappeared, she also had no news. ”

Ling Xuanying's eyes were a little red, he had been inquiring about their news for hundreds of years, and he had long since lost any hope in his heart, but he didn't expect ......

"You...... How old are you?"

Jiang Xiaohe was a little curious, Moon Shadow was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but the senior brother seemed to be hundreds of years old.

"By the end of the year, I was seven hundred and forty-three years old. ”

Jiang Xiaohe: "......"

"The body of Nalei-senpai ......"

Ling Xuanying asked hesitantly.

"Don't worry, it's already good, and it's also because of him that I have made a major breakthrough in cultivation. ”

Jiang Xiaohe said indistinctly.

"Then my father ......"

Ling Xuanying's eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

"My current cultivation, even if I don't die again, I guess I can only jump on the Huangquan Road. ”

Jiang Xiaohe said with a wry smile, and the light in Ling Xuanying's eyes dimmed for a moment.

"However, I have something here to make him feel better, you can bring it back to his old man, and I will take a look when my cultivation improves." ”

Jiang Xiaohe sighed, and took out two bottles of Stone Soul Cold Milk from the second floor of the Diwei Tower and stuffed them into Ling Xuanying's hands.

He felt that he was now a fortune boy, and all the treasures on the first floor of the Diwei Tower were swallowed by the Yin and Yang Plate, thinking that the second floor was his own, but it turned out to be for these people who had been poisoned by the cold.

"Also, the Huoyuan Stone is estimated to be used as well, so take it all. ”

Jiang Xiaohe's heart was dripping blood, although Ling Xuanying didn't say anything, he prepared two copies of everything, one for his father-in-law, and one for the master of Kunyuan Palace, who had never heard of it before.

He vaguely felt in his heart that the hostility between Lingyun Palace and Kunyuan Hall did not seem to be simple.

"Thank you for your kindness, I will definitely send the things back safely. ”

Within one day, after receiving two heavy gifts from Jiang Xiaohe, Ling Xuanying's heart suddenly relaxed, anyway, a favor is also owed, two or three are still owed, and if you owe more, you will get used to it.

If Jiang Xiaohe knew that he thought so in his heart, he would probably be angry, right?

......

On the fourth day, Jiang Xiaohe came out of the auction and squeezed into the bustling crowd out of Wanbao Street, although he sat in the box on the third floor, but he didn't make a move, everyone couldn't help but wonder if he actually didn't have Yuanshi, and there were more and more voices of ridicule and sarcasm.

However, he doesn't care about any of that!

Not long after leaving, Jiang Xiaohe felt that something was wrong: although there were many monks on the street, he still noticed at the first time that he might be being targeted.

The three faces behind him were hanging from him not far away, Jiang Xiaohe looked at them very unfamiliarly, and thought to himself where did he probably come out of the short-sighted loose cultivation to provoke him.

Heh, three samurai rank nine?

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he led the three of them to the suburbs.

"Quack, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break in, I don't know whether to call you stupid or stupid?"

Outside the east gate of Han Wuzhou is a very wide flat land, which is the place where many monks tacit duels on weekdays, so as soon as they get out of the east gate, the three warriors behind him at the ninth level quickly surround Jiang Xiaohe.

"Who are you?" Jiang Xiaohe asked in a cold voice:

"The Tu family in Luyun Prefecture chases the moon and chases the three heroes. ”

Boss Tu reported to his home, with a bit of pride in his tone, who wouldn't say "Long Yang" when a normal person heard the names of his three brothers?"

"I know that Luyun Prefecture is in the northernmost part of the thirty-six states with Mengzhou, and you can see forty-eight states across the sea, but I have never heard of the Tu family and the three moon-chasing heroes. ”

Jiang Xiaohe said casually, and the three chivalrous eyes of the moon chasing were round, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets at any time.

"Hmph, junior with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, when you are buried under the sea ghost knife in the hands of the three of my brothers, you must have heard from the mouth of Lord Yama about the prestige of my three moon chasers. ”

Boss Tu snorted coldly, and at the same time, the three moon-chasing heroes were furious with their Yuan Force, and each of them had an extra scimitar shrouded in a stream of yin qi in their hands.

As soon as the yin qi came out, the surrounding temperature dropped instantly, and Jiang Xiaohe's expression moved: These are three characters who lick blood on the knife edge all year round.

"Can you tell me why you want to do it to me?"

"The characters who can sit in the box on the third floor of the auction, the three of us brothers don't believe that you will be a poor bastard!"

Boss Tu looked like he was winning, and explained to Jiang Xiaohe casually, Jiang Xiaohe couldn't help but sigh:

It's all high-profile trouble!

Jiang Xiaohe stopped talking, his heart moved, and the burning stick suddenly appeared, his steps changed, and he instantly appeared beside the three moon-chasing heroes.

The Three Gorges of Chasing the Moon reacted quickly, stepped slightly, and the body was directly volleyed into the air, and the turtle knife in his hand was raised high.

With the injection of Yuan Li, three black skulls appeared on the body of the Sea Ghost Knife, and Chaojiang Xiaohe with teeth and claws tore over.

A cold aura instantly surrounded Jiang Xiaohe, the surrounding space underwent a huge change, Jiang Xiaohe's eyes were pitch black, and the screams of death were like magic sounds piercing his brain, Jiang Xiaohe couldn't help frowning.

"It's kind of funny that you still attack with a little divine spirit? ”

However, the magic sound entered the sea of knowledge, and after encountering the stable Diwei Tower, it dissipated little by little.

Jiang Xiaohe knew that in this battle, if he was replaced by an ordinary monk who did not have a magic weapon to defend against the divine soul, he would suffer a big loss with this trick alone.

"Kill!"

Jiang Xiaohe burst into a shout, and the burning stick had already turned into a black light that cut through the darkness and rushed towards Boss Tu among the three heroes of chasing the moon.

This was Jiang Xiaohe's first battle since he was promoted to the eighth level of the samurai, and it was facing three samurai at the ninth level at one time, his face was solemn, his expression was solemn, and he did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

However, the speed of the burning stick was greatly beyond his expectations, and the power of the liquefied Yuan Force in his body was also greatly beyond his expectations.

only heard a muffled sound of "poof" in his ears, and the darkness around Jiang Xiaohe faded away, followed by a dull landing sound and the hoarse screams of the other two:

"Big Brother ......"

Jiang Xiaohe looked intently, and saw that there was a thin blood mark on Boss Tu's neck, his hands were tightly covering his neck, and his eyes were still round and full of unwillingness.

The Three Heroes of Chasing the Moon have been famous for many years, and his boss Tu has made a name for himself in Luyun Prefecture and several surrounding states, and now he has only come to Hanwu Prefecture and is preparing to show his ambitions, why did he suddenly die?

Moreover, he still died at the hands of a monk whose cultivation was one level lower than his own?

The most humiliating thing for him was that the other party killed him with only one move!

While Tu Lao Er and Tu Lao San supported Tu Lao Da and exclaimed, one ripped off a jade pendant from Tu Lao's waist, and the other took off the space ring he wore between his fingers, without looking at Jiang Xiaohe, he turned around and fled.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaohe took one step at a time, and when he was about to pursue, his face suddenly changed, and he stepped back and stood upright in the air.

Not far away, there were already more than a dozen black pressed heads, led by the martial artist-level Madly Lion Venerable.

The Madly Lion Venerable was followed by Yang Yue, and a group of richly dressed people, thinking that it should be everyone from the Yang family.

"Jiang Xiaohe, I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm here to see you off today!"

As soon as Venerable Mad Lion saw Jiang Xiaohe, his eyes suddenly turned red, no one knew how he persevered in the pool of smelly blood like magma, if it weren't for the belief in revenge in his heart, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to get out.

"Coincidentally, I thought so too. ”

Jiang Xiaohe also understood in his heart that it was estimated that the three moon-chasing heroes and the Mad Lion Venerable were in a group, and the three of them were responsible for luring themselves out to delay time and wait for the arrival of the Mad Lion Venerable and others.

The black burning stick in his hand suddenly became black, Jiang Xiaohe's right hand was raised high, and dense knife shadows quickly condensed in the direction of his right arm, and the sword shadow at the beginning was just more than a zhang, but then it became bigger and wider, and with just one breath, Jiang Xiaohe's entire back was surrounded by huge, dense knife shadows.

"Kill the Army!"

This was a move that he had only recently been able to use in the Nameless Sword Technique, and as his right hand slammed downward, countless sword shadows instantly slashed towards the Wild Lion Venerable and the people behind him.

Dense sword shadows filled the entire world, and everyone could no longer see anything else, and everything was replaced by sword shadows falling from the sky.

It was like God suddenly got angry and slashed out of the sky.

Cold, ruthless, and unstoppable!

"Boom ......"

There was a loud bang on the ground, and the protective light curtain around the Wild Lion Venerable was shattered layer by layer, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Yang Yue and the dozen or so Yang family members behind him flew up with the sword qi like stones that were swept into the air, constantly rolling in the overwhelming shadow of the knife, and the scarlet blood mixed with the mud and stone debris on the ground splashed far away.

The ground trembled violently, and a deep crack more than ten zhang long appeared between Jiang Xiaohe and the Mad Lion Venerable, and when the Yang family and everyone landed, there were less than a handful of people who could stand up.

Yang Yue fell not far from the Venerable Madly Lion, covered in blood, and his life and death were unknown.