There are hundreds of acres of farmland at the foot of Changqing Mountain, and there is a village on the edge of the farmland, and the people in the village usually rely on these farmlands and hunting wild things on Changqing Mountain to make a living, and live an idle and comfortable life. Because the village is remote and poor, it has no name. Since it is located directly south of Changqing Mountain, it is called Nancun. Qin Cang was born in this small village. At this moment, the village is not as peaceful as usual, and the people in the village have walked to the road, handing over something to each other, and their faces are panicked, as if a catastrophe is coming.

Qin Cang took Xiao Ying'er to stand on the halfway of Changqing Mountain, condescending, looking at the situation in the village, his eyes flickering, as if he was looking for something. Qin Cang has lived in Nancun since he was a child, and he is also very familiar with the surrounding roads, and Xiao Ying'er heard that Xu Feiyun brought people to invade Nancun, so he didn't dare to delay for a moment, and rode a thousand shadow horses all the way to the trail, arriving in Nancun much earlier than Xu Feiyun.

Suddenly, Qin Cang's gaze fixed on several figures in the distance, a middle-aged man with a thin figure was wearing a simple gray linen clothes, and there were no more traces of sewing on the clothes. With a curved bow on his waist and a quiver on his back, his steps were urgent, apparently just returning from a hunt. A middle-aged woman walked in front of her, although the woman's face had traces of time, but she still couldn't hide the beauty of her youth. At this time, Ci frowned, and urgently shouted to the returning man: "Ah Hong, come back quickly." Something is going to happen!" There was a girl in her early teens behind the woman, and at this time, her eyes were wandering and she was dragging the corners of the woman's clothes behind her, and her expression was also full of fear. A figure that looked even older than it had been two years ago appeared. Qin Cang didn't say anything, but Xiao Ying'er recognized it: "Qin Cang, that's your third grandfather?"

Qin Cang didn't speak, he nodded, his eyes flushed. I couldn't help but say in my heart: Daddy, Qin Cang has been away from you for two years. Don't be afraid. Come back today to keep me safe. Turning his head to Xiao Ying'er, he said, "Let's go down quickly, remember to hide, don't show up, and don't shoot at will, so as not to startle the snake." ”

Xiao Ying'er could understand Qin Cang's mood at this time, nodded, and remained silent, following closely.

When he came to the village, Qin Cangshen unknowingly brought two coats to put on himself and Xiao Ying'er, and now Qin Cang was dressed in a black suit, looking domineering. And Xiao Ying'er was dressed in a bright red tight leather coat. The outfits of the two were obviously out of place with those rustic villagers, and they could be seen at a glance in a group of people. The two put on the clothes of the people in the village, Qin Cang and Xiao Ying'er buried their breath, and slowly blended into the chaotic crowd and leaned towards their parents.

"Is that Feiyun Gang going to come over to collect money today?" Qin Cang vaguely heard his father, Qin Hong, asking his anxious mother.

"Well, someone has already come to greet them just now, and if they don't come up with a limited amount of money, they will slaughter the village! After speaking, Qin Cang's mother's anxious tears rolled in her eyes.

"Alas. The third grandfather, who had sent Qin Cang to Surabaya Pavilion to participate in the pavilion entrance assessment, shook his head with a sigh: "Then the Feiyun Gang will ask for a million golden tickets, and the balance of a year in my village is only five thousand, give us five days, how can we make it up." Looking at Qin Ling'er on the side, he suddenly said slowly: "Cang'er doesn't know what happened to him now that he is cultivating in the Surabaya Pavilion, but fortunately he is not in the village." At that time, our Qin family will only have Qin Cang's lone seedling left, so there must be no trouble!"

As soon as Qin Cang's mother heard this, tears poured out like a, and the sobbing sound was extremely desolate. Qin Cang's heart trembled violently: the third grandfather had already prepared for the worst with this sentence, and regarded himself as the only living person in the Qin family, and also the hope of the whole family. At this moment, he really wanted to run over and hug his mother and tell her not to worry. Although the opponent is in the early stage of Xuanshi, he is sure enough to kill him!

Of course, Xiao Ying'er heard it on the side, and her eyes couldn't help but be moved red. Looking at Qin Cang's expression, he stepped forward and grabbed Qin Cang's hand, signaling not to be sad. Qin Cang knew Xiao Ying'er's thoughts, and forced a smile, and his eyes immediately became cold: If you want to slaughter the village, you want him to die a miserable death!

Qin Ling'er's voice suddenly reached Qin Cang's ears: "Third grandfather, will my brother learn the skills to save us when he goes to Surabaya Pavilion?"

The third grandfather touched Qin Ling'er's head and smiled. The laughter was miserable, and he didn't even think about it. But in Qin Cang's opinion, this is not a naïve sentence, he is here, he is really here. It's just that it's inconvenient to show up now, because he wants to kill Xu Feiyun, that brute, and he is caught off guard.

It was not only Qin Cang's mother's cry that echoed in the village, for a while, the cry and anger resounded over the entire village. Qin Hong looked up at the sky, his teeth clenched, and his fists clenched. Unable to protect his wife and children, he could only wait to be slaughtered. This man is really a.

From time to time, a sound of horses' hooves and neighing came. The sound was nothing more than a cry from hell. They seemed to have sensed the coming of death, and had seen the tragic image of the whole village without a life! Helplessly, the whole village still gathered at the gate of the village to wait for the arrival of fate.

The leader was the pock-faced man Qin Cang had seen in Changqing Town, his hair was extremely messy and his head was scattered, a big mouth that made people feel disgusting when he saw it, and his short figure looked extremely uneven on a tall yellow-maned horse. The pock-faced man grabbed the reins and motioned for a retinue next to him to come forward and speak.

The entourage didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately gave up his hand, stepped forward and shouted: "The leader of this gang has reached the strength of the Xuanshi Strong, and has exerted the majesty of our Feiyun Gang, successively destroying all the strength in Evergreen Town, and dominating Evergreen Town." However, the lack of funds in the gang, the help leader is benevolent, and he gives the surrounding villages a chance to honor our Feiyun Gang, and he can also get the protection of the Feiyun Gang in the future. However, some villages did not think of the good of the helpers and refused to pay the asylum money we offered, so that the whole village was slaughtered. I'm sure you've all heard about it. I don't know how your village's asylum money is prepared, come out and speak to a steward!" Xu Feiyun, who was riding on the horse, gradually smiled on his face, as if he was extremely satisfied with these words. But the laughter makes people feel cold in their hearts.

The people of the village looked at each other with fear. When the attendant who spoke saw that no one had come out, he immediately shouted angrily: "If this is the case, we can also treat the disobedient villages!"

There was a moment of silence, and at that moment, an elderly man suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly walked out of the crowd with a cane in his hand. His legs trembled slightly, and his heart must have been extremely afraid. But he still forced out a smile and said, "The old man is the village chief of this South Village." I've seen King Xu!"

"Your Majesty, that's a good title. Xu Feiyun smiled: "Are the shelter funds in your village ready?"