Four black shadows leaped forward with a fierce howling wind, like a meteorite falling from the sky and smashing several feet away.

The hustle and bustle dissipated, revealing Ye He and the other four Demon Hall disciples.

Behind Ye He was carrying a clay pot with strange shapes and strange patterns. Between the shaking of the body, the clay pot also shook slightly.

As the clay pot shook, there was a sound of water and a terrifying sound like a cry and wail.

Wei Junxian's gaze swept over the strange clay pot and laughed loudly.

"Congratulations."

Ye He said with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"The essence blood of more than 100,000 people has not even filled a jar, what is a full load. Wei Junxian, this is a big difference from what you promised before, you'd better find a way to make up the difference, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what? Shake things out of the air? Hehe, let's not say how credible is what you say as a person from the Demon Temple? Even if the monarchs and ministers of the Dayan court believe it, in the end, they will thank me for their help, and wish them to quell the bandits in Linzhou that have raged for a hundred years. Besides, Linzhou's aura is thin, and these gangs of bandits have eaten the last meal but not the next, and the essence and blood in their bodies are dried up and fishing, and you don't know it in advance. Now you blame me again. ”

Ye He was a little dumbfounded when he heard this, and his eyes flickered for a moment before he said unwillingly.

"I don't care, in short, the price is too different from what was said in advance, and the subsequent business cannot be done."

"Hehe, I know that you demons are all wolf cubs who can't be fed. Take it, it can be regarded as making up the difference. ”

Wei Junxian opened the folding fan and waved it at Ye He, and a palm-sized wooden box flew out.

Ye He raised his hand to take the wooden box, first put the wooden box to his nose and sniffed it, and then opened the lid of the box.

In the wooden box lay three Great Dao Transformation Beads of different colors and a faint halo.

The attributes of the three Great Dao Shaped Beads are wood, earth, and water.

Seeing that Ye He's eyes were full of suspicion when he looked at him, Wei Junxian spread his hands and said.

"The trick of buying and returning the pearls can only be left with a maximum of three, and it is easy to find out if there are more. So that's it, love or not. ”

"Don't take it as an example."

Ye He snorted coldly, put the wooden box into the storage magic weapon, and turned around to leave, but was stopped by Wei Junxian.

"Three Shushan disciples died, you have to let me go back and have an explanation."

Ye He turned his back to Wei Junxian and thought for a moment, then suddenly smashed the chest of a fellow Demon Hall next to him with a punch, and then kicked and broke his neck with lightning speed.

The dead skull splattered with purple-black blood and flew high before landing at Wei Junxian's feet.

Ye He stretched out his palm to aim at the purple-black blood that was spilled on the ground and was still floating in mid-air, and the magic power in his body worked, and soon a drop of essence blood gathered in his palm.

After carefully putting the blood of the same sect into the strange clay pot he was carrying behind him, Ye He's knees sank slightly, and then his body suddenly rose from the ground and swept into the distance.

"Why, the two of you want to stay with him."

Wei Junxian raised his right foot and stepped on the dead head, and asked with a smile at the two Demon Hall disciples who were standing in place with frightened expressions.

When the two heard this, they immediately turned around and fled.

"Hahaha."

Wei Junxian laughed heartily, and stepped on his head with his feet.

"Senior brother, this is not good, you have to get by in terms of face."

Ouyang Liuyun looked at the broken bones and brains all over the ground and shook his head.

Wei Junxian waved his hand absently.

"I'm just talking casually, whether there is this head or not is actually not tight, who would have thought that Ye He's dead eyes would be taken seriously. Ouyang, you have seen with your own eyes that those three fellow disciples died at the hands of the Demon Palace, and they have nothing to do with me. At that time, those old guys from Confucianism and Inner Law will ask, Ouyang, you have to testify for me. What's more, there are two witnesses, Bai Wuchang and Murong, no matter what, they can't blame me. Since you have decided to put eyeliner next to me, you must be ready to collect the corpse at any time, and see if those old guys will dare in the future... Oh no, it's reluctant. Those old guys are actually like me, there is nothing they dare not do, hehehehe. ”

Wei Junxian turned around and looked up at the towering and quaint stone gate, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and his eyes full of anticipation.

I was going to say something about the scene, but when I thought that I had lost after all, my lips moved slightly, but I only sighed in my heart.

Save it for the next time you win and shake it in person, so that it feels more refreshing.

……

The clouds are like ink, and the north wind is howling.

Zhang Cuilan raised her head, and a little coldness fell on her chapped lips full of blood.

It's snowing!

looked down at his brother Zhang Jun, who had only one left arm left in his arms, covered in blood, and was dying. Zhang Cuilan was sad from her heart, but she gritted her teeth and forcibly held back her tears.

"Cuilan, Old Man Su is very... Not stopped. ”

Second Sister You limped over to a broken spear shaft as a crutch and whispered.

Next to the already hideous scar on her face, a new wound was added. No more blood was coming out of the wound, and the dark reddish-purple flesh was turned outward, revealing the pale and blue cheekbones inside.

Every time she said a word, it would cause a throbbing pain in the wound, and Rao is second sister You has a resolute temperament, but she also has to pause after saying a few words.

Zhang Cuilan nodded, first checked the gauze bandaged on Zhang Jun's wound, carefully handed it over to Second Sister You to take care of, and then struggled to get up with her hands on the ground.

The wind and snow were getting heavier, Zhang Cuilan's eyes swept around, and there were more than 300 scattered people, almost all of them were injured, their clothes were tattered, and their spirits were sluggish, which was still inferior to beggars.

There were more than 1,000 people who escaped from Fengxian County, and they died and fled along the way, but now there are only so many people left.

Because of the practice of the art of refining the body, the people of Xiangshanzhai have rough skin and thick flesh and amazing endurance, although they have inevitably suffered some damage after more than 20 days of defending the city, there are still more than 200 people who survived. The original more than 3,000 defenders in Fengxian County and more than 10,000 reinforcements from the left and right guards of Linzhou are now less than 100 people.

When everyone fled from Fengxian, He Guangchang, the commander of the right guard of Linzhou, who was responsible for leading the team, was killed.

On the way to escape, Feng Youdao, a student and master of Linzhou Taishou, died under the arrow.

Cao Changjie, the magistrate of Feng County, is nowhere to be found.

Zhang Cuilan took a deep breath of cold air, staggered, walked to the side of Su Yunzhong, the Taishou of Linzhou, squatted down, and looked at this respectable old man with dead eyes and only one breath left.

"Joon... Brother Jun... Are you okay? ”

Seeing Zhang Cuilan, Su Yunzhong's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and his dry palm grabbed the corner of Zhang Cuilan's tattered clothes, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"My brother... It's fine, and you'll be fine after resting. ”

Zhang Cuilan barely squeezed out a smile and said.

"That's good... That's good... Without my drag, you... You can run away a little faster... Nizi, don't think about reporting it... Find a place... Hide... Hide..."

Before he finished speaking, the dry palm that was holding the corner of his tattered clothes had been loosened and hung down weakly.