For the small-footed female corpse, there is no longer the initial resistance.

Although the small-footed female corpse injured both Xiaoyu and Xiaojiao's feet, if it weren't for her, she wouldn't be able to live now, and she wouldn't even be able to get out of Qingyu Village, a "novice village".

Therefore, for some thoughts of the small-footed female corpse, it is impossible for Jiang Wujian to choose to ignore them now.

Maybe it's because the small-footed female corpse is in his body, so even if there is no verbal communication, Jiang Wuji can roughly feel the wishes and thoughts of the small-footed female corpse.

She really wanted to go to this clothed mound.

With the intervention of the small-footed female corpse, the matter is no longer ambiguous.

"What is the strength of the town tomb beast?"

Jiang Wuji's face still had no expression, he couldn't see his joy and anger, and he couldn't see that he didn't care about the mound in the end. But even so, this sentence is no different from a lifesaver for the horse bandit leader.

"Eight grades, at most the strength of eight grades, anyway, it won't exceed seven grades! Definitely not more than seven pins! ”

Hearing the answer of the horse bandit leader, Cao Li couldn't help but kick it, "Is it the eighth grade or the seventh grade!" ”

The leader of the horse bandits covered his bloody nose and cried and said: "Seven, seven pins, it's seven pins......"

"Tell me what kind of evil sect this town tomb beast is." Jiang Wujian asked again.

The bandit leader's pupils contracted for a moment, as if he remembered something terrible, and after swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva in succession, he said:

"Actually, I, I didn't see it clearly, but I saw the shadow of that thing, an outline......"

"Then go on, don't give it to you!" Cao Li scolded.

Bandit Leader: "That thing, it looks like a hand......"

"A hand?" Hearing this answer, Jiang Wujian couldn't help frowning.

Is the Gravemon a hand? How to understand this? Evil?

What evil is a hand? How chilling is that......

Under Cao Li's angry gaze, the horse bandit leader continued: "That thing is so big that someone, no, it should be bigger than a person, and its five legs touch the ground at the same time, like a broken hand. ”

The clothed mound, the tomb beast, the seven grades, the severed hand, can make people directly become the elixir of the nine-rank martial arts.

Although the more the horse bandit leader talked about it, the more outrageous it became, these things successfully aroused Jiang Wuji's curiosity.

"Lead the way." Jiang Wuxi finally spoke.

However, before the leader of the horse bandits could react, Cao Li first said: "Little Daoist, the more I hear about this, the more evil it becomes, or let's forget it, right?" ”

"Why forget it? Didn't you notice that this guy's flesh is purer than yours? Jiang Wujian said.

Glancing at the horse bandit leader whose nose bridge was kicked off by himself, Cao Li said with some embarrassment: "Although he is a grade lower than me, his blood is indeed purer than mine, hehe......"

"I guess there is a problem with the pill he took, go and take a look, maybe your chance is here." Jiang Wuji patted Cao Li's shoulder with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Little Daoist, this ......" Hearing this, Cao Li felt that his nose was a little sour.

"Stop, stop."

Jiang Wuji stretched his waist and said, "Don't forget, my blood qi is comparable to a seventh-rank martial artist, so I can also be a martial artist." ”

Cao Li touched the bridge of his nose and said no more.

Next, the leader of the horse bandits led the way, leaving the main road and heading deep into the mountains.

As for what he said to Cao Li just now, it wasn't that Jiang Wujian bought people's hearts.

Although Cao Li followed him voluntarily and also said his purpose, before this, Cao Li took the initiative to stand up to help him not once or twice.

Jiang Wuji thinks that he is not a good person, but he is definitely not a white-eyed wolf, and he will definitely help Cao Li, who is in the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

To be selfish, Cao Li's strength has improved, and it will only be good for him, and there will be no harm.

Now I hope what this horse bandit leader said is more reliable, many opportunities in the movie novel come from caves and tombs, maybe this well-dressed mound can really bring surprises.

As a result, before he could go far, there was a hysterical scream from the place where the fire was lit up in front of him.

After entering, I found that it was another group of horse bandits, and in addition to the horse bandits, there were several civilians tied to the tree.

Jiang Wujian recognized these people at a glance, they were the ones who had sent some food to him for his daughter's birthday before.

"You, you ......"

The man who was beaten stared at Jiang Wuji, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

In front of this man, there was the corpse of a little girl with crooked hands and broken legs, judging from the unbearable look of the corpse, she must have been inhumanly bullied before her death, and it was in front of her father......

Seeing this scene, Jiang Wuji's complexion instantly sank, and green tendons burst out on his forehead.

As a result, before Jiang Wujian could get angry, the horse bandit leader picked up a steel knife, strode up to the two horse bandits, and went down with two knives without asking the reason, separating the two corpses.

"Fuck! Don't even let go of the little girl, you fucking are still human? Or is it an individual? ”

The leader of the horse bandits cursed loudly, and the horizontal flesh on his face was twitching.

The other bandits looked at each other, unable to react for a while, let alone how to react.

"Why the hell are you stunned? Hurry up and take out all the food and drink to Lao Tzu, haven't you seen any nobles tonight? It's all good, and the sheep is also roasted for Lao Tzu, so it's good! Sharp! ”

Although this horse bandit leader looks rude, his mind is very detailed, and everything he does now is afraid that Jiang Wuji's anger will vent on him.

After all, that's a master who is not afraid of hearing that there are seven rank town tomb beasts! Once this master gets angry, he is afraid that ten lives are not enough to die......

The bandit camp began to get busy, a little messy, but still doing things.

The leader of the horse bandits also hurriedly got into a tent, saying that he wanted to take his treasure out to be filial.

Taking advantage of this gap, Jiang Wujian said to Cao Li: "Let them go." ”

Cao Lizhong, who had already gritted his teeth, lowered his head, strode over to the people who were tied to the trunks of the trees, and untied the hemp ropes on their bodies one by one.

However, when Cao Li went to untie the rope on the little girl's father, the latter spat on Cao Li's face with a mouthful of blood and scolded.

"You turtle grandson! You turtle grandsons, turtle grandsons who kill a thousand knives! ”

"You shall not die well! Come to a sticky end!!! ”

Cao Li wiped the blood foam from his face and wanted to explain, but the latter took another sip and even wanted to snatch the knife in Cao Li's hand.

At this time, Jiang Wuji, who had a gloomy face, came over and said, "We are not horse bandits, if we want to live, we should leave quickly." ”

The man who lost his beloved didn't listen to him at all, but fortunately, the other people who were with him were still sensible, and forced him out of this place of right and wrong, and took the little girl's body with them.

After these people left, Jiang Wuji, who was standing beside Cao Li, suppressed his voice and said, "Cao Li, I think it's better to follow fate." ”

Cao Li tightened the seven-ring knife in his hand, "Little Daoist, you have the final say." ”

Jiang Wujian took a deep breath, looked at the busy figures around him, and said.

"Kill them all."

"None left!!"