The wind is evil, the rain is a demon, and the willow strips are more delicate.

this day.

A sudden storm ravaged the countryside, and the trees toppled and the hedges bent over.

The bean-sized droplets of water jumped happily on the roof of the clay tiles, and the croppers under the roof lay by the window with sorrowful faces, thinking about the crops that had just sprouted, and only the smoke rising from the cracks in the clay tiles was in high spirits, bringing the fragrant aroma of bacon to the neighbors.

It was a simple hut with four walls, and even the only bed was made of two or three pine sticks piled together and covered with some hay.

The pale boy was lying on a rosin-scented bed, covered with a patched blanket sewn from the fabric of some shabby clothes, whether it could keep warm or not, but the damp musty smell was really appealing.

"Master ......"

Choked and muttered, the young man in the room curled up in a ball, tossing and turning, tears streaming down his face, and a little green silk turned to glory.

Outside, a young girl stood by the door, frowning slightly, slightly hesitating.

I can't tell why, I can't get used to seeing someone running rampant in their own town with their skills, so I want to catch him and admit his mistake and apologize, but when I finally found the boy who cried and fainted, my heart was full of compassion, and a pity rippled in my heart that couldn't explain it, and the ghost brought the boy back.

He ...... What exactly has been experienced? ”

The girl's eyes were slightly red, and this sadness came inexplicably, making the girl who had always been free and easy feel flustered.

Reaching out several times, he couldn't open the unlocked door.

A hundred meters away, in the window on the second floor of the slightly larger pine attic, a young man dressed as a scholar patted his forehead, leaned over the window and secretly looked at the girl standing in the rain curtain, and sighed: "Ask the hero of the world how sad it is, and I complain that my sister and children are not left." ”

"Great master good poetry!" Inside the house, the young man who had returned with the girl three days ago stepped forward, squeezed out a smile and applauded.

"Tiezi, aren't you worried? How can you still laugh? The scholar looked over with a depressed expression.

The dark-skinned young man smiled, and his eyes rolled smartly: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's just the first time I've seen someone who is so good-looking, and I mistakenly think that I like it, and when I look back, the second master will always remember that Tiezi is the most reliable." ”

"Fools have foolish blessings!" The scholar chuckled and shook his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see the fatter and fatter droplets on the window edge stumbling and falling.

The round droplets of water were clear, and there were ripples in the stagnant water that fell on the ground, but because the ripples were not large, it seemed to cause dissatisfaction among others, and then a yellowed straw shoe stepped down along the trajectory of the water droplets, splashing a muddy patch.

Bang......

In an instant, lightning pierced the sky, and thunder followed, reflecting the many figures that gradually appeared in the rain curtain with fierce spirits.

"Is this the town?"

A low, hoarse voice rang out.

"Back to the Dharma Protector, it's this town, yes, someone who saw the young man in the portrait eat a bowl of noodles here for two taels of gold three days ago, there will be no mistake." Someone replied.

"Very good, for Lao Tzu to enter the town, refine the soul and take the soul, this protector wants to eat today...... Hundred Hearts Feast! ”

Bang!!!

Thunder roared again.

In the pine attic, the white-clothed scholar frowned, disgust appeared in his eyes, and he immediately grabbed the long sword on the table, bent down, stepped on the window edge, and half of his body leaned out of the window and fell into the rain.

"Murong Jue, where do you want to go?"

The scholar flew for a while, and just landed in a bamboo forest, and before he could continue to run to the town, an abrupt voice followed the figure of a bald fat man in a red robe from the rain curtain, making the scholar's expression instantly cold.

This is...... Someone who wants to kill in his dreams.

"Tiezi, there is a group of people from the Heart Refining Sect who have come to the town, take people to drag, don't be impulsive, wait for me to come back!" The thunder became more and more intense, the rain was pouring down, and the sound of the scholar fluttered to the attic.

"Heart Refining Sect? How did all this crumbs come to town? Lying on the edge of the window, quietly looking at the girl's iron in the rain, her face turned white.

Tiezi turned around and grabbed behind him, a long knife flew in and fell into his hand in an instant, and then he held the windowsill with one hand and forcefully, and the rabbit fell to the ground, and when he landed, he put two fingers into his mouth and whistled, calling the rest of the gang.

"What's wrong?" The girl was the closest, frowning slightly and looking at Tiezi.

"The miscellaneous pieces of the Heart Refining Sect have come to town, and the big boss will let us drag them first." Tiezi said with a solemn expression.

While Tiezi was talking, the doors of the houses opened one after another, and the men in the gang rushed out with murderous spirits, and the long knives with handles were cold in the rain.

"Heart Refining Sect?" The girl's expression also changed: "Those miscellaneous items of the Heart Refining Sect are inhumane, even among the Demon Dao Sect, they are notorious even in the Demon Dao Sect, they especially like to dig out people's hearts and use them for their own cultivation, the exercises they practice can be called cruel, they must not be allowed to come around in the town, they must be stopped immediately." ”

As the second leader of the Tieyang Gang, the girl carried a big sword and led everyone to the town, and before she took a few steps, she asked Tiezi to lead the team first, but she herself was not very relieved and turned back to the hut.

"Bang!"

The small wooden door was kicked away by the girl, and a fiery red woman's costume rushed into the house like a burning fire.

The next moment, the girl's right foot kicked the sleeping boy in the abdomen and picked the boy up, turned around and ran out of the house, and grabbed her right hand backwards, and the boy was pulled by her shoulder and carried into the rain.

Bang......

The rain curtain was sudden, and the lightning broke through the sky with angry thunder, just like a fiery girl carrying a young man through the bamboo forest.

Galloping all the way, after a short time, the shouts of killing in the town could be faintly heard.

The girl's heart was even more anxious, stepping on the house and jumping continuously, one flew into the front street, flung her shoulder, and the young man on her shoulder fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

"Hiss......"

Xu knocked his head, the young man frowned slightly, covered the back of his head with one hand, opened his eyes in a daze, and froze instantly.

In front of him, a demonic figure was flying towards him, the hideous face and the strange laughter made the young man's body tense, and a strong life and death crisis shrouded the young man's heart.

"Bang!"

At the same time, a dull crash sound, it was a broadsword as red as fire, like a meteorite falling from the sky, smashing the black shadow that flew away in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the young man saw that behind the broadsword, the girl who was also dressed in red followed the sword, and at the moment when the broadsword landed, she swung out with the help of the power of the broadsword's fall, and jumped four or five meters, and at the same time took the broadsword up with the help of her own swinging momentum and killed it into the distance.

"What's going on?"

The boy shook his head vigorously, his thoughts were a little confused for a while, and he didn't know what the situation was now.

He only knew that it was very noisy in his ears now, and there were shouts of killing everywhere, looking around, swords and swords, and blood and rain.

Suddenly, a dark shadow fell beside the young man.

The boy turned his head to look, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

It was a huge head, dripping and rolling just into the boy's hand.

"Zhang Tuzi?"

The young man's mind flashed in an instant the scenes that happened when he was eating noodles at the noodle stall, and the head in front of him with a distorted expression and dilated pupils revealed the despair and fear of Zhang Tuzi before he died.

The boy turned his head to look at the street on the other side, his heart fluttering.

On the edge of the outer wall of a simple hut, a woman in her fifties was nailed to the wall with a black spear, and there was a transparent bloody hole in the heart, and the inner part of the heart was empty.

"Aunt Liu?"

The young man's memory is not bad, and after recognizing Zhang Tuzi, he quickly recognized the dead woman, but it was not the woman who first accused herself of eating the overlord meal with swill, and then opened her hands like an old hen to protect herself behind her and make money for herself.

"It's the Demon Dao Monk who is slaughtering the people!"

By this moment, the boy had completely woken up.

He turned his head to look at the main street, where the fighting was extremely fierce, on one side was a demonic monk with a strange attack, and on the other side was a group of Jianghu martial artists led by the girl in red.

At this moment, the girl in red lifted a broadsword like a light weight, and every time she fell, it was like a hanging Milky Way falling, and with her athletic hands and smart body skills, she was entangled and fighting with the leader of the Demon Dao side.

In other directions, although the men and lakes led by the girl were all full of blood and were not afraid of death, the casualties were extremely fast, and several people had fallen to the ground in just a moment of observation by the young man, compared to the loss of the demon path side was much smaller.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, another scream came from not far away.

The young man immediately looked sideways, and the body of an uncle dressed as a farmer slammed against the wall, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and in front of the uncle, a Demon Dao disciple of the Heart Refining Sect was approaching with a cruel smile, his eyes were full of greed and stared at the uncle's heart.

"Stop!"

At the critical moment, the young man got up in a hurry, roared, and was full of anger.

The uncle and boy in front of him also recognized that the uncle had carried a hoe to count the teenagers when he was at the noodle stall, and later gave the boy two pennies of face money.

"Huh? The little kid is looking for death! ”

The Demon Dao disciple of the Heart Refining Sect was startled by the sudden roar, and then his cold gaze suddenly locked on the young man, and before he could say a word, a tumbling black demonic qi gushed out from his palm, and this demonic qi turned into a hideous ghost head, biting the long knife, whistling and slashing at the young man's neck.

"Qingxuan Sword, unsheathed!" The young man's eyes were slightly condensed, as a disciple of the righteous path Kunlun, in the face of the attack of the demon path, the anger and killing intent swept out, only to hear his cold snort, there was a mana aura on his body, his hands were sealed, and he pinched the sword technique, which was the Kunlun Imperial Sword Technique.

No movement!

"Qingxuan Sword, unsheathed!" The boy did it again, roaring even louder.

Only this time, even though the young man's face was already flushed, the spirit sword that straddled the young man's back still did not react.

"How so?"

The young man who was originally full of confidence turned pale in an instant, how could his sword technique be invalid?

And at this time, the ghost head turned into demonic qi had already been killed with a knife on the top of the head, and it was too late to avoid it.

"No...... How so...... I don't want to die yet...... I still have to go back to Kunlun to find the master......"

The young man's mind was in turmoil, and the sword technique he had cultivated for six years turned out to be invalid, which made him look like a disabled person with broken hands for a while, unable to face the danger and at a loss.