The sun is scorching and the heat wave is surging.

On the official road near Linglan County in the southwest of Bingzhou, a huge caravan was moving forward, with the sound of horses' hooves, the rolling wheels, and even the rising dust with a hint of scorching heat.

"Be careful!"

Hundreds of dart divisions guarded the caravan, all of them fierce, armed with bows and crossbows, vigilantly watching the surroundings.

There were also many civilians in the convoy.

A merchant wearing a hat and a rattle on his bag wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered, "I have to hurry at this time, this big day..."

"It's better to be afraid of something than to lose your life."

An old man next to him squatted on his shoulder with a little monkey, obviously also an artist who walked the rivers and lakes, and said in a low voice: "Look at the little brother's accent, I just came from Huaizhou, and this state has not been peaceful recently." ”

The merchant was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly whispered: "Please also ask the seniors for advice." ”

The old man sighed slightly, "During the time when bloody clothes and thieves were rampant last year, the government troops from all over the country dispatched to clean up those cottages, and the strongmen on the green forest road were all scared incognito, and they were stable for a while. ”

"Recently, I don't know how to do it, these guys have come up again, killing people and overselling goods, using more cruel methods, and attacking the grain team, putting everyone in danger."

The merchant frowned, "The government doesn't care?" ”

The old man turned his head and looked around, "These bandits don't know where they come from, they come and go like the wind, their whereabouts are uncertain, and the government army can't catch them, but they are touched into the city by thieves, poisoned, set on fire, and wantonly make trouble." ”

"Now the trade routes in this state are almost cut off, prices are soaring, and the southwest Yongan side is still stable, and this trip is also very fruitful, so the various dart bureaus have joined forces to dart."

"See, those few are all masters of the Honglin Zen Academy, if not, the old man would not dare to venture on the road."

"I see..."

The merchant suddenly realized, and then a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Brother, thank you, robbery!" ”

After that, he kicked the old monkey and shook the rattle, and the wind was loud in an instant.

"Thieves are looking for death!"

The warrior monks of the Honglin Zen Monastery immediately roared up, their body muscles swelled, and they were covered in tattoos, looming the image of tigers, leopards, bears and wolves.

However, the merchant didn't care, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Woohoo!

Bone arrows suddenly flew out of the surroundings, accompanied by ghostly fire, and the warrior monks who had just jumped up instantly splashed flesh and blood.

At the same time, the grass on both sides exploded, the dirt splattered, and the dense demons rushed out, knocking down the terrified dart master on horseback...

In the middle of the night, the huge caravan was already on fire, flesh and blood were everywhere, and the little demons carried stumps and human legs to eat the sea.

A layer of black slime on the merchant's body receded, and he had turned into a one-eyed man with a full face of flesh, looked around, and whistled sharply.

Dozens of men rode horses, all fierce and vicious, and they didn't care about the little demons scurrying, but just frantically unloaded a cart of black copper and grain and grass.

"This batch of things is stored in the village, don't let it go to the black market!"

"Yes, big brother!"

After the one-eyed man gave an admonition, he rode a fast horse and headed east along the official road.

About a few hours later, a huge caravan appeared in front of him, the government army in front of him rode his horse to open the way, the military flag fluttered, and the main general Daxu wrote "Xiao".

The one-eyed man lowered his eyebrows and dismounted into the caravan, and many people greeted him.

"Cheng Lao Xiong, why did you come?"

"I'm sorry, I'm oversleeping."

"Hurry up and catch the car."

The caravan steward didn't seem to care.

Many men in the convoy had strange eyes and smiles on the corners of their mouths.

The main general in front of him is Xiao Bocheng, who once fought with Wang Xuan.

He rode his horse, his spirit was flying, there was a trace of majesty between his eyebrows, and when he saw the chaos of the caravan behind him, he snorted coldly: "Tell Xiao Quan to have some rules, don't let those people in the second room gossip." ”

"Yes, sir."

A sergeant rode away, and soon the caravan steward in the rear came running to greet him.

Xiao Bocheng nodded with satisfaction, and immediately ordered the whole army to speed up.

At night, he led a huge caravan into Jiulongling, and along the way, he struggled to move forward, eating and sleeping in the open.

A few days later, a vast valley shrouded in thick fog came into view.

Xiao Bocheng took a deep breath, jumped off the war horse, came to the thick fog, bent down deeply and arched his hand: "Back to the ancestor, Bocheng has brought things here." ”

A moment later, a thick fog rolled in, revealing a passageway.

"Quick, get something in!"

The steward of the Xiao family hurriedly waved his hand, and the one-eyed robber and many people in the caravan immediately drove the carriage into the valley.

Then, the fog closed and seemed to engulf the people completely.

Whoosh!

Finger-thick delicate wooden sticks flew out and fell into Xiao Bocheng's hands.

Xiao Bocheng's face suddenly turned red, and his face was full of excitement and he arched his hand and said, "Bocheng, thank you Ancestor!" ”

Xiao Jianqiu's indifferent old voice came from the thick fog, "Okay, this is the last trip." ”

"At present, the situation in the state is chaotic, I have taught all the six rituals of the divine fire, and when you go back, you will gather the children of the Xiao family to stick to the mountain city, and don't take care of other things."

"Bo Cheng obeys!"

Xiao Bocheng carefully put away the Liuyi Divine Fire Weapon, and after giving it over, he turned his head and left with his troops, as if he had completely forgotten the coachmen who had brought in the goods...

Hundreds of miles away, in the middle of a dense forest.

The five figures sat cross-legged, there were monks and Taoists, and there were also old men with high crowns in Confucian robes, all of whom breathed deeply, and the white mist rising around them covered them.

One of the old men in the Taoist robe pinched the magic trick, and the water in the copper basin in front of him was turbulent, which suddenly showed the movement of Xiao Bocheng's army.

Several people discussed in a low voice, their faces solemn.

"Qingxuan Daoyou, you said that the news from Yong'an is that Xiao Jianqiu is looking for something, but this large amount of spiritual materials has been transported in, and it is enough to build a big temple."

"You have to go in to investigate, but this immortal dojo formation pharaoh has never seen it, if you rush in, it will definitely alarm Xiao Jianqiu, and the four-room ancestor who turned into a mountain god is also a trouble..."

"The king of the state sent an order, asking me not to startle the snake, it is estimated that in the past few days, as soon as there is a signal over there, the old man will immediately arrange the five thunder altars to break the formation!"

……

Three days later, the heat arrived, and the rotten grass was a worm.

And the state capital city of Kangyuan, Xicheng.

Outside the door of a dilapidated farmhouse, two old men are playing against each other in the shade of a tree, drinking herbal tea from time to time, looking very leisurely.

Suddenly, the two of them turned their heads in unison.

The surrounding streets became unusually quiet, the cicadas disappeared, and even the hot wind suddenly froze.

On the street, a black-robed man wearing a hat veil walked slowly, surrounded by shadows on the rooftops.

One of the old men suddenly got up, and his whole body erupted in heat, and his whole body seemed to be turned into a furnace, and the surrounding trees were full of scorching smoke.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Who are you, do you know where this is?" ”

The black-robed man sighed and slowly lifted the veil.

The other old man was stunned for a moment, "Xiao Zhongmou? Aren't you dead?! ”

The person who came was Xiao Zhongmou, with white hair and an old face, and sighed slightly: "If you don't fake your death, how can you be fooled, two uncles, Xiao Jianqiu colluded with demons, my Xiao family is in danger, you..."

"Fart!"

Before he finished speaking, the two old men rose up in a rage, their hands condensed with blazing flames, and turned into several long knives to slash at Xiao Zhongmou.

Boom!

The sword light splashed, and two white-haired heads flew out in an instant, their eyes full of disbelief.

The golden and jade brilliance on Xiao Zhongmou's face dissipated, and a flying sword like autumn water surrounded him, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

He pushed straight open the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Xiao Jili sat on the recliner, his whole body was really scattered, he was too old to look good, with saliva and a smirk on his face, how could he still have the demeanor of a noble son.

Seeing Xiao Zhongmou push the door in, Xiao Jili's eyes gradually returned to clarity, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and sighed faintly: "Zhongmou, you are finally back." ”

Seeing Xiao Zhongmou's face full of guilt, he laughed loudly: "At the beginning, with this secret method, we could only escape one, you are more suitable than me, there is no need to blame yourself... Can things turn around? ”

Xiao Zhongmou said in a deep voice: "Xiao Jianqiu colluded with demons and evils, the imperial court and the masters of the three sects have come to Bingzhou, the time has come, my Xiao family will not be broken!" ”

"Good! Good! ”

Xiao Jili laughed, his eyes full of tears, and then his voice became poignant, "I want them to die!" I want them dead! A-Niang, A-Niang... Woo..."

As if the last trace of strength had been exhausted, the brilliance in Xiao Jili's eyes gradually faded, and he lowered his head and lost his breath.

At this moment, a short-sleeved young man walked in outside the door, and said with a cold face: "Xuanji meets Uncle Zhongmou, those big house spies and hidden demons have all been cleared." ”

This young man is Xiao Xuanji, the genius of the Xiao family's fourth room, who once brought a letter to Xiao Zhongmou, and now he is childish and has a little more calm.

When he saw Xiao Jili's appearance, he pursed his lips, "Uncle Ji Li, he..."

"Dead."

Xiao Zhongmou stepped forward and carefully closed Xiao Jili's eyes, "Life is impermanent, Ji Li wants to take the position of the head of the family, just for the wish of his mother, Sanniang was assassinated by Xiao Jianqiu, and he was also disheartened... Fame and power are just jokes. ”

Xiao Xuanji hurriedly surrendered his hand: "Uncle Zhongmou must not lose his fighting spirit, the Xiao family still wants you to regroup." ”

Xiao Zhongmou glanced at Xiao Xuanji and smiled dumbly, "Don't be careful, I will protect you for a year, and after you settle down, you will be in charge of the Xiao family, whether to rise with the wind or completely decline, it has nothing to do with me." ”

As he spoke, he looked into the distance, "Look, the wind is blowing." ”

Xiao Xuanji turned his head, only to see the clouds rolling in the sky...