Xie Hanzhou was stunned for a moment, and he didn't care about making a move, so he immediately turned around and protected Sang Ling:

"Don't move."

Sang Ling felt a cold incense mixed with a little burning breath, and pounced on her body.

Because of the hugging posture, she was almost completely embedded in Xie Hanzhou's arms, and for a while it was so quiet that she could only hear her beating heart, and the speed was a little fast.

Sang Ling lowered her eyes and pushed the person away without saying a word:

"That's enough."

There was no explosion, just a sound just now, and sure enough, the mysterious man in the lead had escaped without a ghost.

Xie Hanzhou didn't care about this, only put away the sword, reached out and took out the elixir to wipe a thin mouth on Sang Ling's hand:

"Does it hurt?"

Sang Ling raised her eyes to look at him, and suddenly felt a kind of ridiculousness, it turned out that it was not Xie Hanzhou who was sick in the brain, but her, for such a person, the protection he had just given, she actually felt sad and wanted to cry.

She waved his hand away:

"Don't do it too much, this group still has a plan, and they can't let it go. If you have the heart, you will go after the mysterious man, and I will go after the leader, and he and his accomplices will go in different directions. ”

Xie Hanzhou can't believe it, she wants to catch it with her own hands, and ask him what malice he has hidden from the demon clan.

Affection?

Xie Hanzhou?

It doesn't matter, the demon clan is in danger.

On the other hand, the tea shop.

The explosion just now came so unexpectedly that all the panicked crowd saw the tea shop and immediately rushed in, seeking to take refuge.

The shopkeeper was still kind and unloaded the door panels for people to come in and hide, but it didn't take long for her to regret it.

"That's the table, chair, and teacup I use to open the store, everyone be careful, don't crowd it!"

She lost her husband at an early age, and in addition to her children, she left behind this shop, which has been carefully maintained and operated for many years, and she is not even willing to bump into the table legs. Now I saw that someone had stepped on the table, and I suddenly became anxious.

I don't want to, these words fell into the ears of a few strangers who were obviously in a bad mood, and they misinterpreted different meanings.

"Sure enough, it's a black-hearted one! We're so miserable, and you only care about you dead things! ”

"Sure enough, I see that there is anything good under the jurisdiction of this Xianyang Sect. It's bad luck to come to participate in the Fish Lantern Festival today! Phew! ”

The shopkeeper suddenly jumped to her feet and shouted:

"If I hadn't been kind, I would have shut the door and let you rotten mouthfuls die outside. Now it's kind to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs, and let you spoil it! Get out, get out of here! ”

Outside was a crowd of people who had rushed and fled, and those who had already crowded into the tea shop to avoid would go out. The strangers were suddenly anxious, and with a few stomps, they had already stepped on a few tables and creaked:

"Sure enough, it's a black-hearted profiteer! I'm telling you, today Lao Tzu is also dying here! ”

Sobbs suddenly rang out in the crowd, but the mortals dared not speak out. This place is under the rule of the Xianyang Sect, and most of the cultivators are the disciples of the Xianyang Sect, and now that this has happened to the Fish Lantern Festival, the disciples of the Xianyang Sect and the kind-hearted monks are busy saving people outside, and only mortals will choose the tea shop to hide.

Of course, there are also these monks from other lands who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Everyone understands that these strangers are dressed as monks, and it is not said that monks cannot harm the rules of mortals, that is, if they are really ruthless, and what means they play, it is enough for mortals to drink a pot.

Suddenly, a few acquaintances persuaded the shopkeeper:

"Forget it, it's just a few tables, they step on it, they step on it, it's a monk, we can't afford to provoke it."

The shopkeeper's eyes were slightly red, and she looked distressed at the bad behavior of the outsiders who kicked the bench away, and her breath was blocked in her heart, and she was uncomfortable. She stood in the back kitchen, and there was a small bed on the wall, and Xiaobao, who had just fallen asleep, was lying. Looking sideways at the child's sleeping appearance, the shopkeeper's eyes were even redder, but she still swallowed this breath and showed a bitter smile.

"Let them be."

Looking at her like this, several people also felt sad, but this is the reality, the situation is stronger than people, and half of it is not up to others.

Zhuang Wuhan had just rescued a few mortals, and hurriedly found the tea shop, wanting to confirm the safety of the shopkeeper and Xiaobao, and saw the shopkeeper with red eyes in a pair of eyes, and her brows were frowning:

"What's wrong?"

Everyone in the tea shop saw that it was him, and immediately relayed what had just happened.

Zhuang Wuhan's eyes widened:

"Get off the table. and paid for the damage to the tables and chairs. ”

The stranger thought it was a farmer and didn't care, but suddenly saw the inconspicuous black hat on Zhuang Wuhan's head, and after looking at each other a few times, he quickly gathered and approached after confirming that the main owner had arrived.

"You dare to take care of our brother's affairs?"

The tone is no longer the deliberate behavior of the gangsters before, but a gloomy and ruthless.

Zhuang Wuhan's heart sank, and he keenly thought of the communication between the clansmen just now, and someone took the opportunity to expose the identity of their demon clan, and understood that these outsiders who were deliberately looking for trouble must also be a group of those people just now. And the purpose of this group of strangers to make trouble is against him.

After giving the shopkeeper a reassuring look, Zhuang Wuhan met the encirclement of the strangers.

"Who are you?"

The strangers laughed at the crowd and ridiculed:

"And who are you? I was still wearing this hat on such a dark day, and I was sneaky when I looked at it. ”

"It's just weird, it's not hiding, hiding some ulterior purpose!"

Zhuang Wuhan's face was ugly, it seemed that these people had already determined the secret of the hat, and he replied coldly:

"What is the purpose of your nonsense!"

Several people glanced at each other, and suddenly raised their hands to attack, pointing directly at Zhuang Wuhan's hat.

Zhuang Wuhan coped with his concentration, but in the face of the eyes of many acquaintances in the tea shop, he didn't dare to bump and destroy the things in the shop, and his moves were much more restrained, and he was beaten several times for a while, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.

The tea shop, who had received the favor of Zhuang Wuhan, suddenly became anxious, secretly picked up the stones, and threw them over in confusion, smashing the brains of one or two unsuspecting strangers with blood.

When they looked back, they were all mortals glaring angrily, but they couldn't tell whose hand it was.

I couldn't take care of it for a while, and hurriedly responded to Zhuang Wuhan's crazy moves. One of the strangers immediately sneered when he saw this, and suddenly raised his wrist, and he actually picked up a mortal casually.

Zhuang Wuhan was shocked, he didn't dodge the attack, and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, but he still wanted to rob people.

"What do you want to do!"

The stranger pressed the mortal in his hand in front of him, and slapped his hands several times one after another, and the mortal who was held hostage only felt that there were sharp wind knives all around him, and his face was as pale as dirt in fright.

Zhuang Wuhan didn't expect this group of people to be so despicable, and they also had a kind of heart to break the boat, and they suddenly had even more scruples about making a move.

"Woe to mortals, let it go!"

The stranger immediately seized the loophole in his mouth:

"You're not a monk, you're not a mortal, so let me see what you are!"

At the same time, the rest of the strangers attacked the mortals, and a few others had already reached the back kitchen.

There are shop ladies and little treasures!

Zhuang Wuhan was in a hot sweat and wanted to run over, but the stranger in front of him was even more entangled, and he didn't want to let him go. In a hurry, the brim of the hat was quickly opened and flew out.

Instantly!

A demonic aura that had been suppressed for a long time burst out from Zhuang Wuhan's body and quickly spread out the entire tea shop.

Several strangers glanced at each other, their hearts were overjoyed, and at the same time, the speed in their hands increased, intending to solve the battle quickly.

Zhuang Wuhan's heart sank, the black hat was gone, he no longer hid his strength, and with a hook of his feet, several benches quickly smashed into a few foreigners who were about to shoot at mortals. At the same time, his right palm slammed into the foreigner who was fighting with him with lightning speed, and the man was startled and subconsciously threw out the mortal he was holding hostage.

The eyes of the mortals were closed, and they were so frightened that they had forgotten the seven souls. Unexpectedly, his body was picked up by a soft wind, and he opened his eyes curiously, and he turned out to be a good-looking woman.

It was Sang Ling.

The mysterious person she was chasing the leader just now, she didn't want to chase her near the tea shop, and she was attracted by the demonic energy, but she didn't want to bump into this scene.

She put this mortal aside and quickly joined the battlefield, and for a while, there were a few flashes of inspiration, and Zhuang Wuhan fought fiercely with the most powerful foreigner. Between moves, it's already a deadly way to play.

Sang Ling frowned slightly, and was about to remind, when he suddenly heard Zhuang Wuhan snort, there was another wound on his back, and the blood was dripping, but he still endured the pain, and pressed the leading foreigner to the ground with a flash.

Seeing that the leader was arrested, the remaining few people lost their backbones, and Sang Ling also captured the remaining three accomplices in three or two moves.

Seeing this, everyone in the tea shop immediately cheered and applauded, and also took hemp rope and tied all these bad guys together.

After Sang Ling tied up the person in her hand, she looked at the scene of Zhuang Wuhan being surrounded by excitement in front of her, but her brows furrowed even tighter.

She struggled to squeeze into Zhuang Wuhan, who was surrounded by mortals, and reminded in a low voice:

"Zhuang Wuhan, something happened, you have to leave immediately."

"No one can leave!"

It was the leading foreigner who spoke, he was a slender eye, his eyes swept a circle of people with gloom, and he showed a mocking smile when he looked at Zhuang Wuhan. Just when he saw that Sang Ling wanted to remind Zhuang Wuhan, he immediately interrupted and continued with bad intentions:

"Want to go? It's not that easy. ”

The mortals cursed:

"You rotten foreigner, what reason do you have to stop people!"

"You believe him? He's a demon, a demon! ”

The slender eyes covered his stomach and smiled hard, but he pronounced the word "demon" very clearly, like a slap on the faces of everyone who was still thanking Zhuang Wuhan.

The air fell into an eerie silence, but everyone had silently retreated a few steps away, and the original densely surrounded position was empty of a large chunk, and it seemed that Zhuang Wuhan in the middle had fallen into an isolated and helpless situation.

The wounds on his body were still bleeding, but the whole person was frozen in place because of everyone's reaction.

The slender eyes were still talking, and the eyes were as cold and dangerous as snakes, full of calculations.

"The demon clan is evil, and how many lives have been harmed. Even if it's good for a while, it's kind to you, who doesn't know that one day they will suddenly go crazy and want to dig out their hearts and livers and harm people's lives! ”

Gasps rang out one after another, and everyone's eyes had changed from doubt to horror.

Mortals can't smell demonic energy, and only monks can tell if it's a demon or not. Nowadays, the people of the countryside are saying that they are categorical, and no one can not believe it.

Zhuang Wuhan took two steps and wanted to explain, but suddenly a stone was thrown from the crowd, but it slammed into his body, which was very painful.

"Don't come here!"

The angry voice was the fellow who wanted to help him deal with the strangers just now, everyone was an acquaintance, and they had a good relationship because of the gift of medicine in the past, and they originally agreed to wait for the end of the Fish Lantern Flower Festival to go back together.

Now, it's like this.

Zhuang Wuhan was stunned for a long time.

"I ......"

"Shut up! Whether you are a demon clan or not, let the disciples of the Xianyang Sect come and tell if you are there! ”

The angry man was the first guy to help tie up the stranger just now, and his eyes had already lost his gratitude at this moment, only cold vigilance.