Shang Yang looked back and saw that the four men in black who were not injured had already climbed up and chased after him. He immediately made a decision and pushed Xuan Liuyao and them into the carriage.

"Drive!" He shouted, and the whip was thrown mercilessly at the horse's hips.

The carriage rushed forward, jolting so heavily that Xuan Liuyao couldn't sit still, and pressed on Ah Jiu's back. Ah Jiu screamed, and he hurriedly rolled to the side in a panic.

At this time, the carriage had already driven over the corpses of the little yellow doors, but it was also very tormented.

I don't know how long the carriage has been running, Xuan Liuyao only feels that the skeleton of his whole body is about to be scattered. It's not easy to see Ah Jiu, his face is as white as a piece of paper, and blood seems to be oozing all the time on his back.

He was very distressed.

Eventually, the carriage slowed down and stabilized a bit. Xuan Liuyao endured the overturning of the river and the fatigue of his whole body, and took the wound medicine from the box again.

But I can't hold on anymore, I'm afraid that I will vomit on Ah Jiu's back.

He crawled to the curtain on his knees with all his strength and pulled at Shangyang's clothes.

The carriage came to a slow stop.

Xuan Liuyao stretched out his head out of the wheel, "vomit--" I didn't eat much in the morning, but my stomach seemed to be wrapped in countless dirty things, and he rushed to run out, he vomited so much that his body was about to curl up, and he was carried to the side of the road by Shangyang, and the wind blew, and he was finally more comfortable.

Ah Jiu was also not happy, retching on the side of the car.

In this life, he is used to being a pampered little prince, and even riding in a carriage has become a kind of sin. Xuan Liuyao supported his body and gave Ah Jiuzhong another medicine, and then he fell asleep next to him with confidence.

If it's upside down, let's go upside down in a dream.

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I don't know how long he slept, but he was finally woken up.

"Come out, go up the mountain." Shangyang said outside the curtain. The little yellow men died, Ah Jiu was injured, and he drove the carriage for a long time.

Xuan Liuyao looked up and saw that it was dark outside, as if it was dark.

He felt that his bones were sore, and he barely climbed out of the carriage, looking left and right, and it seemed to be an empty cave. He got out of the car in a daze, the cave was warm and cool, and the light from outside came through the opening of the cave on one side, making the inside of the cave hazy.

"Are you feeling better?" Shangyang asked.

"Much better."

Although he still didn't think it was particularly good, he replied anyway. There is a not-so-good Ah Jiu in the car, if both of them are not good, I am afraid that Shangyang will not know what to do.

The horses were to be led up the mountain, just enough to carry them.

The entrance to the cave is blocked by tall weeds.

Passing through the weeds, we came to a mountain depression. The valley was fairly smooth, with a few layers of dead leaves, and slender thatch growing everywhere. Looking up, all kinds of trees on the mountain, it is winter at this time, even if the leaves are hanging on the branches, they are yellow, and a few pieces fall from time to time, but they can't fall endlessly.

When he walked out of the cave, Shangyang turned around and pinched a trick. When I looked back again, I saw weeds, and the cave was no longer visible.

Naturally, it was an eye-piercing technique.

After a few more turns and out of the depression, they reached the foot of the mountain.

This is actually an extremely majestic mountain, towering into the clouds, you can't see the top of the mountain, the mountain road hangs on the mountain wall like a rope, slightly winding, but it shows its narrowness and length, which makes people secretly frightened.

Xuan Liuyao turned his head back and forth to look.

It was a low plain, but a few miles away there were some houses built in a staggered manner, which seemed to be a small village. White smoke rose and spread in the air, but it did not look like cooking smoke, but it floated around in a messy manner, and from time to time there was a fluffy fire.

"Not good." Shang Yang stared at the smoke and frowned, "I'm afraid something happened in the village." You two go back to the valley, and I'll take a look." ”

After that, Shangyang stepped out of his little thin legs, and like a gust of wind, his figure had arrived at the edge of the village in the blink of an eye.

Ah Jiu stood beside Xuan Liuyao, he was slender and taller. So much so that Xuan Liuyao could only look up at him: "Ah Jiu, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine."

"Mount, take me."

“...... It's dangerous over there. ”

"Don't be afraid."

Poor Ah Jiu had no choice but to endure the back pain and ride on the horse, pull Xuan Liuyao up again, and the two galloped towards the small village.

The closer we got to the village, the clearer the shouts of murder became, and the flames burned on one rooftop, and the smoke turned black and rose into the air.

"You wait here." Xuan Liuyao slid off the horse, tied an enchantment for himself, and rushed in without looking back.

There was a commotion in the village, some people were busy putting out fires, others were busy fighting.

Xuan Liuyao took a closer look, and there were actually only five people fighting, Shangyang and four men in black.

The man in black surrounded Shangyang in the middle, and the village was cramped, either houses or people, and there were wild trees blocking the way. Shangyang couldn't flee all over the ground like before, so he had to wave his dust like a monstrous long broom, and the broom silk was murderous, and it crackled on people.

It's a pity, that's all.

It's not a sword at all, though it's flexible.

The men in black were beaten out a few times, but found that as long as they endured the pain, Shangyang had no way to take them.

And they don't seem to be able to do anything about him.

The dust wrapped around one sword, and the other three stepped forward in unison. And Shangyang's body is flexible, moving and flashing, and they can't hurt him for half a point. If he jumped on the roof and condescendingly slapped them with a whisker, they would turn and rush at the villagers who were fighting the fire, forcing Shangyang to jump off the roof and fight them.

Each felt that the other was despicable.

Despicable.

The burning house gradually lost its roof truss, and with a bang, the dust settled. It's gone, and it's not burning. The firefighters were free, huddled aside, their faces stained with black smoke, but their faces were full of fear mixed with excitement.

Sure enough, being a spectator is the happiest.

Even if this little old man who was entangled in the middle was fighting for them.

Xuan Liuyao rushed to the front of a village woman, the village woman had big shoulders and a round waist, and he shouted: "Auntie, do you know how to cut people?" ”

"Slashing?"

"That's right! These men clothed in black have burned down your houses, and they will kill your people. You still don't kill them? Wait for them to kill you! ”

The village woman woke up like a dream, turned around and yelled: "Go back and get a kitchen knife and hack those people to death!" ”

The crowd dispersed.

They closed the door tightly, threw a few kitchen knives out of the window, and cheered: "Xiaoxia, it's up to you!" ”

it!

Xuan Liuyao was so angry that he scolded secretly. But I saw that the village woman who took the lead just now really took a kitchen knife and rushed out, and she really didn't let her eyebrows, but she looked left and right and found that she was alone, and her toes turned back half a circle.

But she couldn't afford to retreat.

The man in black found Xuan Liuyao, and the soldiers were divided into two ways, the two of them entangled Shangyang, and the two of them rushed straight towards him.

Well done.

Xuan Liuyao had never fought like this in his life, and his blood came up, as if he had returned to a certain previous life where he had broken through the river paste and made a living by blood, he raised the Shuoyue Sword and shouted, like a small beast with sharp teeth, and rushed forward bravely.

With a trembling shout, the village woman was encouraged by him, and with a kitchen knife, Tom Tom rushed past him in two steps, and the kitchen knife held a long knife, and actually pushed one of the men in black back two steps back.

Xuan Liuyao rushed to the other man in black, and slashed a sword, and the tip of the sword hooked a bloody waterfall on the leg of the man in black. And the long sword of the man in black slipped on the enchantment, but the force did not dissipate, and Xuan Liuyao rolled to the side of the road as if he was wrapped in an egg.

But he heard a loud shout from Shangyang, and the dust covered the sky, and then he threw himself from the roof and kicked the man in black on the head.

The man in black shook, and he didn't even fall, but as if he was provoked to be ferocious, he turned around, and the long sword stabbed straight to the top. Xuan Liuyao shook his hand violently, and the Shuoyue Sword took off his hand, turned around for half a circle, and touched the head of the man in black.

The blade touched the sword, like chopping a watermelon, and blood-red melon juice spurted from the head, splashing right on his companion's face. His companion was avoiding the village woman's kitchen knife and stabbed it diagonally, preparing to kill the stupid woman who didn't know the height of the sky, when suddenly his eyes were blood-red.

Thinking that the sky had changed, he looked up in confusion, and just in time to see the head that had been split open, and its body fell heavily beside him. Immediately, he himself fell.

The stupid woman he thought was killed too.

Only a kitchen knife was used.

At his weakest neck.

Shuoyue's sword roared back into Xuan Liuyao's hands, and he quickly got up and fought side by side with Shangyang and the village woman.

There are also two men in black.

Three against three - in the hands of the two men in black, there is also a Ah Jiu.

Ah Jiu's slender figure was sandwiched in the middle, as thin as a pale sugar cane, and the two next to him were the people who cut the sugar cane.

"Sixth prince, if you want his life, you will exchange your life!" That's what they say.

Xuan Liuyao turned his head suspiciously and asked Shangyang: "Sir, are they stupid?" ”

"Where's that?"

"Don't they think that a prince's life is more expensive? Who will exchange the expensive for the cheap. ”

"That's right, but you shouldn't say it." Shangyang replied solemnly, "It's up to me to speak." ”

He sneered, pulled his throat and shouted: "You two fools make a price, the guy in your hand is worth a few silver, and the old man will give it to you at this moment!" ”

"Five hundred taels!"

"Fifty!"

"The value of the sixth prince is five hundred taels, and it won't work if it's less than one point!"

"You don't have the sixth prince in your hand, he is a handyman, and it only cost five taels to buy it!"

The two black-clothed men suddenly opened their minds and understood that what they were holding was just a bargain, but they were unwilling: "We are here for the Six Princes today, and if we can't complete the task, we can only flee to the end of the world, how can we do it without five hundred taels?" ”

Shangyang raised his eyebrows: "Who gave the task?" ”

"Yes......"

Burst.

A white light flashed, and one man in black killed another man in black, just to shut him up.

Xuan Liuyao and the others watched in amazement as the only man in black pulled out the long knife from his companion's belly, and then the man pretended to be calm and rubbed the blade on the sole of his shoe, suddenly pushed Ah Jiu forward, turned around and ran.

The surrounding windows and doors suddenly opened, and cheers rang out one after another: "Old immortals, little immortals!" ”

Xuan Liuyao breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to thank the village woman who helped in the battle, but found that she was no longer by her side. Just as he was about to turn around, his toes touched a pile of fleshy things, and he looked down and looked, oh, the village woman was lying on the ground on all fours.

Finally woke up the frightened village woman, and disposed of the body of the man in black, Shangyang left some silver for the villagers whose houses were burned, and when he returned to the foot of the mountain with Xuan Liuyao and Ah Jiu, it was already dark.

Lingshan was hidden in the darkness, dark and quiet, only the sound of the wind, and the roar of what it could not hear echoed in the mountain in a low and low voice. Come to think of it, there are indeed fierce beasts in the mountains.

But if Shangyang had nothing to do, Xuan Liuyao also settled down. They used the night pearl to shine on the mountain road, and the injured Ah Jiu lay on the back of the horse, like ants gathering mountains, moving up little by little, through a wet cloud, and it took more than an hour to reach a door.

There is a small plaque hanging on the door, Xuan Liuyao held up the night pearl, and looked carefully at the soft pearl, with three words on it: Lingqingguan.

The Tao is no longer bright to look at, it should have been some years.