"Kill you." A slightly immature voice sounded in the distance, with a hint of breaking.

The fat man glanced at Wu Gan, who was still twitching on the ground and with green smoke on his body, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. Chu Ji grabbed a handful of branches he had just picked up in his hand and stumbled towards this side.

"Lord Weng......" The fat man hesitated, the order from above was very clear, if he could bring it back, he would bring it back, if it didn't work, he would kill it.

Chu Ji bit his lip tightly, like a tiger cub out of the mountain, staring at the man viciously.

The fat man was not worried about Wu Gan getting up, this Yang Thunder Array was created by his teacher, not to mention martial arts, even if he waited for the idle qi practitioner to enter, he couldn't get out easily.

As for the lord in front of him, I really don't know whether to capture him alive and ask for a reward or cut off his head for money.

A hint of a smile hung on the corner of the fat man's mouth, anyway, it was all earned, and no one had competed with him yet.

Suddenly, the barren grass on the side of the road nodded, and the green vines on the cliff swayed gently. With a bang, a small round pebble rolled down from the cliff.

The fat man's right eye jumped, and he sensed that something was wrong.

As Chu Ji walked forward, the surrounding aura seemed to be restless, as if there was a huge heart beating, driving the surrounding blood qi to contract and surge.

The closer we got, the more obvious this restlessness becomes, and a slender whirlwind appears out of thin air next to the money, writhing like a beauty's waist.

Strange, the fat man muttered secretly in his heart, and got up to meet Chu Ji. Either way, this mutation cannot be allowed to continue.

As soon as he took a step, the whirlwind suddenly swelled and left the ground, turning from vertical to parallel to the ground, and gradually connecting from end to end, becoming a whirlpool. The whirlpool spun faster and faster, crackling in the middle.

"Not good." The fat man exclaimed, and his steps towards Chu Ji were much faster. There was a roar behind him, and the whirlpool slammed straight into the Yang Thunder Array floating in the air. The air flow collided with the money, sending out flashes of light. After a loud noise, money fell from the sky.

The formation was broken, the fat man was frightened, his body jumped up, and he punched Chu Ji's head. At present, it is no longer a matter of whether to capture them alive or not, let's kill them first.

But the body was still in the air, and a huge force came from behind, shaking the internal organs and causing pain. There seemed to be something on the front of the chest that was about to be drilled out, protruding high and outward, and even the clothes were torn alive.

Immediately after that, another huge force came, and the fat man's castration came to an abrupt end, and his body slapped heavily on the ground.

Wu Gan's face was covered with blood, and he rode viciously on it, smashing his fist on the fat man's limbs, as well as the fat face that was a little stunned. Fang Caiyang's thunder array was broken, and seeing that the other party pounced on Chu Ji, in a hurry, Wu Jian rushed over before he had time to exert his strength, cutting off the opponent's offensive.

The fat man collapsed to the ground, and the bones of his lumbar spine and limbs were shattered. Wu Yan was like a demon god at this time, pinching the other party's neck with a hideous face, "Say, how many people are still here."

"Hehe, did you say you'd let me go?" The fat man laughed miserably.

"No, it's just a matter of letting you die. Ever since you started to kill, there is no way to live." Wu Gan's face was fierce and vicious.

"Then what else do I say, when the dark guard trains on weekdays, there is a setting for coerced confessions. Besides, you don't have to do it, you can just end yourself." The fat man didn't care at all, and secretly luckily prepared to cut off his meridians.

Wu Yan didn't care, and sneered, "Whatever you want, don't forget, I'm a soul master. After you die, I will use your flesh and blood as a medium to curse your whole family to die violently, so that your family can be reunited underground."

"You're so vicious." The fat man's eyes widened, "Since ancient times, the rules of the rivers and lakes have not affected the family."

Wu Yan wiped a handful of blood from his face, "Tell me the rules of the rivers and lakes, I'm a bandit. Just now, you moved to kill a child, is it difficult to become a morality."

"If I did, you might have spared my family." The fat man's voice trembled a little.

The soul master is like this, either killed, or those weird methods make people really unguardable, always under their shadow, sometimes it is really better to live than to die.

"I promise you."

"You swear."

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Believe it or not, after you died, I detained your soul and tortured you slowly."

"Okay, I said, don't touch my family, or I won't let you go if you die."

The fat man was also happy, and told everything he knew.

It turned out that he was the dark line that King Jinchun had planted in various places, and this time he suddenly received a summons asking them to squat at various traffic points to intercept Wu Gan and the escaped little master. There is also a team of people coming from Jinchun County.

According to the intelligence, signs of Wu Gan's heading to Dingyuan City and the capital were found one after another, especially in the direction of the capital, and I heard that a caravan had been intercepted and three hairs were intercepted.

The palace was very nervous, sent a large number of people to go, and specially used the secret son that had not been used in the capital for many years, and searched for Wu Gan's whereabouts.

As for the fat man's journey, there are not too many people. Originally, the fat man didn't expect to meet Wu Gen here, but a sentence of Bai Yushu in the tea shop just now made Wu Gen and Chu Ji reveal their identities.

Chu Ji, who had just picked up the broken knife, heard this, his eyes widened, and he quickly covered his mouth.

"How did you find out about the two of me?" After saying what he knew, the fat man became relaxed.

Wu Yan sneered, "Everyone in the tea shop is talking and talking, only two of them actually have the leisure to taste tea, they tried it, and they really followed."

"I see. Let's do it, it's just that after the two of us die, the palace will also find out that something is wrong, and according to the rules, I have to report it every three days." The fat man shook his head, and suddenly asked with a look of hope, "Will you let my family go?"

Wu Yan raised the knife in his hand, "I don't even know what your name is, how to cast Gu, go in peace." With a stab, the fat man struggled a few times and stopped moving.

Sitting on the ground, Wu Jian felt as if his whole body was falling apart. This thunder technique is really not ordinary, and now he is like a spring roll, which can be described as scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. If it weren't for Chu Ji breaking the formation, he wouldn't have been able to end up with a pile of black charcoal. Qi practitioners have some means, and they are really powerful.

For the next journey, Wu Gen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, a small ferry has already arranged two such powerful subordinates, and then go forward, as the fat man said, sooner or later his whereabouts will be exposed, so he can only do and see.

"Let's go, brother is fine." Wu Jian stubbornly stood up. After disposing of the bodies of the two, they supported each other and walked towards the mountain. It is impossible to sit on the boat anymore, and there are probably people from the palace waiting at various ferries along the way.

Found a village in the mountains, Wu Gen simply dealt with his body, changed into clean clothes, and went directly into the mountains despite his injuries.

At the foot of Niutou Mountain, there is a Dongliang Town, which is a big town in Yurong County, Yicheng County.

Yicheng County has belonged to the hinterland of Zhao State, with wide and flat terrain, dense population and abundant products. Thanks to the natural superior environment here, culture and education are also quite prosperous here, and you can often see readers carrying bookcases on the road. Suddenly chanting loudly, suddenly feeling sad.

Two mules came up on the official road in the distance, and two people sat on them, looking at their dress, it was obvious that they were scholars and accompanying scholars. It's just that the little scholar's hair is messy, and the master doesn't care.

These two people are Wu Yan and Chu Ji who came out of the mountains, and they walked in the mountains for seven or eight days, sleeping in the open every day, and never going to crowded places. Before the food was about to run out, he finally walked out of the mountains.

I bought two mules from a farmer's house and dressed them up like this.

The injuries on his body have healed a little, but he was injured by thunder and coughed a few times from time to time. However, there was also an unexpected joy, Wu Gen found that after this lightning strike, his body was much lighter, and his strength between his hands and feet was even greater, so it was difficult to be struck by lightning and have such benefits.

In his hand, he tossed the money left by the fat man to see if there was any thunder and lightning splitting.

There was a school in front of it, and the sound of Langlang reading could be heard from it, and there should be a lot of students here. Wu Gan couldn't help but stop a little, since he knew about shallow painting in the school, he felt close to seeing such places.

The sound of a bell rang, the door of the school opened hulala, and dozens of yellow-mouthed children rushed out of it, laughing and running around, but it turned out that the school was out of school.

A middle-aged man with a clear face, elegant and gentle

Zi walked out, smiling at the students scurrying around like a flock of quails. When he was about to close the door, he suddenly saw Wu Yan on the road, was stunned for a moment, bowed his head slightly, and then turned around and entered the door.

Wu Yan sighed, looked at the faint green mountains in the distance, and missed the girl in front of the window a little in his heart. It's just that at the moment, she can't protect herself, and meeting can only bring disaster to her.

Shaking the willow branch in his hand, the mule continued along the road. After walking less than two miles, a large group of people appeared in front of them, carrying a huge wooden chariot. There is a roof on the chariot, and a thick curtain hangs down to block the wind and cold.

It was so big that there was a maid standing around it, either making tea or holding incense. There was also a figure swaying in the chariot, apparently a servant serving his master.

"Stop." A slightly older voice came from the chariot. The curtain was lifted, and a wave of heat gushed out, and it was obvious that there was a charcoal fire in the chariot.

A butler-like man hurriedly waved his hand, and two sturdy young men hurriedly walked in front of the chariot and bowed deeply.

The curtain opened, and there were two crane-haired and child-faced old men sitting inside, who were drinking tea in the car.

"Zhang Weng, spring ploughing is about to begin, why don't you go and see how the soil is." A bloated and obese old man with a fan in his hand spoke. On such a cold day, his clothes were still open, and a maidservant was busy wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"It is as it should be, the harvest is difficult, and the soil should be moistened before there is a year's harvest. The fact that he came to Tian Mo today shows that he attaches great importance to farming." Another thin old man stroked his beard and laughed.

The two of them stepped on the chariot, but did not touch the ground, but rode on the shoulders of the two young men. It's okay to be thinner, the old man who was as bloated as a pig sat up, and the young man under him obviously sank, his face was flushed, and he couldn't help but shake.

The butler next to him whipped over, "Stand firm, don't scare the master."

The young man's body trembled, and he struggled to get up, and the green tendons on his forehead flared up, obviously struggling.

The two of them were carried around and looked around, and the old man, who was known as the unscrupulous, frowned and said, "It's still far from here, so you might as well go to the field to have a look."

Hearing this, the butler waved his hand, and more than a dozen people jumped into the paddy fields by the roadside with boxy planks, knelt on the ground next to each other, raised the planks above their heads, and finally formed a wooden platform.

At this time, the winter cold had not passed, and there were still cold and steep ice in the ground, and several people were obviously stabbed in the feet by the broken ice, and blood mixed with sewage flowed away.

A few of his servants brought cotton blankets and spread them on the wooden platform.

The two old men were sent to the wooden platform, and several beautiful maidservants hurriedly stepped forward and helped the two to walk off the young man's shoulder. The two walked slowly on the stage, commenting on the fat and thin of the soil.

Everywhere they went, the wooden platform under their feet moved, so that their feet would not be next to the dirt.

"No, it's still a good spring today, so it's better to chant and drink in the field." The skinny old man suggested.

"Very good." The obese old man nodded in approval and sat down on the spot.

"On the screen." The housekeeper shouted, and six women dressed in big hats hurriedly walked up to the wooden platform and gathered in front of the two old men. Untie the placket of the big flap, spread it with both hands, and blocked three directions with his body facing the old man, leaving only one place for the two to watch.

Witnessing this scene, Wu Gan's eyes were about to fall.