The moment Li Xiangping raised his head and looked at the distant mountain, the neighing of horses sounded on the top of the mountain, and a horse covered in black and unable to find a trace of variegated color was running happily on the mountain with its hooves raised, with its four feet not touching the ground, just stepping on the rugged road and moving forward, it turned out to be a monster of qi refining and cultivating.

The black horse's hooves stepped lightly in the muddy water, and flew up out of thin air, and immediately the man was dressed in leather armor, and there was no animal bone and jade decoration on his body, like a living person.

Jia Nixi patted the old man's head lightly, clamped his crotch, and looked across the village below the mountain.

The mountains at the northern foot all say that Jia Ni Xi has four eyes and eight arms, but in fact, Jia Ni Xi looks ordinary, and even his eyes are a little small, and his eyebrows are sparse.

Only those brown eyes stared at people quietly when they opened, which made people shudder.

"King, there is the territory of the Demon Gate ahead."

Listening to the entourage with long braids behind him, Jia Nixi raised his eyebrows, his brown eyes swept through the military formation under the mountain, and said:

"It will take a quarter of an hour to defeat them."

His voice was light, high-pitched, and his tone was flat, as if he had read it.

The man with long braids bowed his head slightly, quietly listening to Jia Nixi's words, and never saw a soldier or horse behind him, as the king of Shanyue at the northern foot of the unification, he actually walked into the territory of Qingchi Sect with a subordinate, only more than 300 zhang away from Li Xiangping's military tent.

After a few glances, Jia Nixi lost interest in the clan soldiers under the mountain, clamped his crotch, and the horse obediently turned around and walked towards the road he came, walking on the rugged mountain road as if he were walking on flat ground.

"We don't have much time, so we don't have to wait any longer."

The pigtailed men drove their horses to follow, and hesitated:

"It's just that people are treacherous, I don't know how many people are in this demon army, don't be a little underestimated by the king."

Jia Nixi smiled lowly, lifted the long knife in his hand, and looked up at the moon obscured by dark clouds, his mouth fluttering.

"Who said I'm going to hit him."

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When Chen Sanshui woke up in a daze, there was a Shanyue in leather armor standing in front of him, and his big hands were tightly holding his clothes, pulling him so tightly that he was suffocating.

"Puff."

He was thrown out of the courtyard fiercely, his eyes were dizzy, two teeth were knocked out, everything in front of him was spinning, seeing the Shanyue soldiers standing upright on both sides, Chen Sanshui wiped the blood on his face, and groped to find his teeth.

But his hand was trampled on, and he looked up at those brown eyes, and Chen Sanshui had to face this cruel reality - in the quarter of an hour he slept, Ikawaguchi fell defenseless.

"How can it be so fast?!"

What about the clan soldiers led by Li Xiangping who were stationed on the other side of the river? It was broken silently?

What about Li Tongya, which is high in the sky? What about the other immortals of the Li family? How did these people control Ikawaguchi silently? Chen Sanshui's heart was suffocated, he didn't care about the pain in his mouth anymore, and countless questions were emerging in his mind.

"Where is the Li family's lair?"

The man who stepped on his hand spoke calmly, and Chen Sanshui looked at his sparse eyebrows, those fearsome eyes, leaving only one question in his mind.

"If his father Chen Erniu is here, what will he do?"

Soon Chen Sanshui didn't have time to think, Jia Nixi casually ripped off his left hand, bringing out a place of blood, tendons and flesh, Chen Sanshui's eyes rolled white, saliva scrambled out of his mouth, and the pain drowned out all his thoughts.

"It hurts... It hurts. ”

Jia Nixi tapped his head with his hand and cast a spell on him, so that his consciousness could be cleared again, and he would carefully experience the pain of suffocation, and he would not be killed by bloodshed.

"Lai... Li Jing... Mountain. ”

When the hero's thoughts only struggled to emerge in his mind for a moment, the and urine under him reminded him: he was just an ordinary person, he was not a martyr who ignored pain, he was not his father, he was not Li Xiangping, not to mention that putting Li Xiangping in this situation might not be much better.

"Take us there."

Chen Sanshui was picked up, he hung upside down and looked at the feet of the mountains moving around him, his father Chen Erniu had taught him for more than 20 years to form a deadly sense of smell finally awakened in him, Chen Sanshui understood that he was going to die, recalled the ridiculous things he had done in his life, and his heart was lonely.

The surrounding Shanyue soldiers and horses moved, and their ankles were carved with simple runes, which made them walk quietly, and the two teams of Shanyue soldiers and horses followed Jia Ni out of the mouth of Lichuan and headed towards Lijing Mountain.

Chen Sanshui saw the Shanyue man behind Jia Nixi, who was also carrying a person in his hand, who was the backbone of the village, and understood that lying about the route would only increase his own pain, and thought hatefully in his heart:

"What a cunning man."

He has lived in the shadow of the Li brothers since he was a child, just like his father Chen Erniu lived in the shadow of Li Mutian, he always listened to his father say:

"Among the four brothers of the Li family, Li Changhu is docile and pitiful like a good deer, Li Tongya is calm and cautious like a snake, Li Xiangping is treacherous and vicious and hungry wolf, and Li Qijing is smart and handsome as a white fox."

"What about me?! What am I! ”

Chen Sanshui was full of interest and looked at his father expectantly.

"Waste."

Chen Sanshui was disappointed, and since then he has really become a waste, marrying a wife and having children in a mess, relying on his father's prestige and power to play wantonly.

Until Jia Nixi ripped off his left hand, he seemed to wake up, everything suddenly became clear in front of him, and he even hated how Jia Nixi didn't tear off his left hand ten years earlier, so that he had made his father worry for so many years in vain.

"How often do you communicate with those soldiers and horses?"

Jia Nixi opened his mouth gently, he had already seen that the person in his hand had been frightened, and he would not deceive him at all, but he didn't know that the person in his hand had woken up from the chaotic past, and the person he was holding in his hand was no longer a thirty-year-old Chen Sanshui, but a sixty-year-old Chen Erniu.

"Three hours."

Chen Sanshui's heart was as calm as water, and he pretended to tremble and spoke, and finally had a trace of peace in his heart that he had not lived up to the master's twenty years of fine clothes and food.

Li Jingshan had slowly appeared in front of him, Jia Nixi reined in his horse, twisted off Chen Sanshui's head, looked at the headless corpse twisted into a ball of bones and flesh, and the ground stained red with red blood, and laughed coldly.

"Rubbish!"

In the middle of the whirlwind, Chen Sanshui's head fell lightly on the side of the road, his eyes stared at the night sky full of dark clouds, and only one sentence came to mind:

"Li Xiangping, you can only do this, you cow is very good, you can be regarded as hitting an iron plate!"