In the small brick house that belonged to the Northern Meditation Cultivator, two young people, one older and one younger, decided the way to go for the next part of the road.

In the tavern, some idle men in the village gathered together, and for some reason, they all felt that they had slept very comfortably and were too energetic, so they talked a lot.

The tall and thin man was still the most active presence in the tavern, and he was drinking with a few men, and Boss Zhang was happy to sit at their table and listen to their drunken conversations.

"Xiao Zhou is really much more cheerful when he comes back this time, but seeing that most of his body and mind are on that little girl, this omen is probably not very good. The tall and thin man's face was slightly red, and he laughed with the strength of the wine, "But that little girl is definitely a good embryo, and she will definitely be slim in a few years, except for Wang Cui in our village, there will be no such beauty." ”

Everyone on the side echoed one after another, laughter and whistles came and went, and Boss Zhang complained about the tall and thin man, and then joined in the sea of laughter.

This is a topic event for men, and in the tavern, everyone knows the basics and can speak freely, and no one will betray anyone anyway, and there is no need to worry about the family knowing.

But now in the tavern, a man dressed in an ordinary cloth shirt was extremely quiet in the noise, and he didn't even make any sound when he raised the wine jar.

So these men didn't notice at all that there was an alien man at the table next to them, tasting the taste of water and wine in the noise.

Soon after, a jar of rice wine mixed with water had been drunk by the man, and he was about to get up, but the words of the men behind him continued to rush into his ears.

"I said Lao Zhang, why is Ah Shou not here, it's not authentic to be a junior like this. ”

He ...... Who knows, maybe enough of the entanglement is enough, just leave. ”

"Lao Zhang, you are kind-hearted, I told you that outsiders don't believe it, but fortunately, this month's salary hasn't been paid to him...... Hey, in this way, Lao Zhang, you still made money. ”

"That's right!"

"Hahaha......"

Until he walked out of the tavern, his ears still echoed with the sound of the men's heated discussions.

He glanced back with a hesitant face and said in a low voice, "Vulgar." ”

His gaze shifted slightly, and he said disdainfully: "Stingy." ”

After speaking, he strode away, no longer paying attention to the excitement behind him.

The people of the countryside here are so vulgar that even the rice wine is mixed with water so badly that it is really not worth his second glance.

He just needs to complete the tasks assigned by the people above.

After that, he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Not long after, the man in the cloth walked to a small brick house and stopped in surprise.

A well-dressed man hung upside down from a tree in front of the house, and all his dignity turned into a mess.

There was a childish girl beside him, and the smile on the girl's face was like rippling, extremely bright, and she was excitedly saying something to the man in the tree.

This picture should not have appeared in the plain village, or even in this world.

He paused and looked at the strange young man and woman with a look of surprise on his face.

It wasn't because of their strange behavior, it was purely because he felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power from the girl.

In such a small village, there are actually cultivators?

The man in cloth snorted coldly, ignored them anymore, and planned to leave.

Things that have nothing to do with him, he has never liked to be contaminated.

The man in cloth passed by the small brick house, his eyes did not squint, and he did not look at the strange pair of men and women.

And what he didn't know was that after he left, the girl Yuan Xue leaned into the ear of the upside-down young man with some nervousness, and said softly: "He left and didn't make a move on us." ”

The girl is Yuan Xue, and the young man hanging upside down on the tree can naturally only be the Northern Meditation Cultivator who postpones the fulfillment of the gambling contract.

The Northern Cultivator hung upside down in mid-air, and his words did not freeze in the slightest, "Since he didn't come to us, we don't have to make a move." ”

With a flick of his fingers, the Grim Sword hidden on the roof flew back and consciously inserted it into its sheath.

"But in such a small village, there will be a cultivator from outside, what would he be here for?"

Bei Ming Xiu turned over and landed steadily, and said to Yuan Xue, "Follow up and have a look?"

Yuan Xue complained: "You have only been hanging for half an hour." ”

Bei Ming Xiu said innocently: "When I gambled before, I didn't say the time. ”

Yuan Xue bit her lower lip, and a pair of bright big eyes looked at him directly, extremely cute, difficult to refuse.

Bei Ming Xiu silently hung back on the tree, and after thinking about it, the Cold Immortal Sword flew out again and rushed in the direction where the cloth-clothed man left. To read

Pingyuan Village has always had nothing to do with the cultivation world, and the presence of foreign cultivators here has always been a threat.

He must keep an eye on him and, if necessary, kill him directly.

......

The man in cloth walked through the plains village and soon found his destination.

He walked over to the little bungalow and knocked lightly on the door.

"It's coming. ”

Song He's big voice is still strong, and the people are feeding the chickens in the backyard, but the voice has clearly reached the ears of the man in cloth.

Song He was full of joy at this time.

When he feeds the chickens, he can hear his daughter's immature voice and his wife's gentle caresses.

Listening to the babbling of his daughter, who had just completed the moon, was a pleasure for him, and for the sake of their mother and son, even if he worked hard and tiring, he would not complain in the slightest.

With joy in his heart, he opened the door, and that joy vanished in an instant.

Song He's honest face suddenly formed a layer of frost: "Why are you here." ”

The man in cloth said, "I was ordered to find someone, so I came." ”

Song He said with a solemn face: "Who are you looking for?"

The cloth-clothed man said calmly: "You should know very well where I came from." ”

Song He was silent, still stubbornly blocking the cloth-clothed man outside the door.

"I wouldn't agree. ”

"I don't need your consent. The cloth man's tone was still unwavering, as if he was stating a simple fact, "You are not my opponent, so of course I don't need your consent to do things." ”

Song He was about to raise his breath and make a move, but a gentle and gentle voice came from behind him.

The little baby, who has just been full moon, lies in the cradle, already immersed in a sweet sleep.

Wang Cui walked to the door, greeted the man in cloth slightly, and said, "Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The man in cloth said with emotion: "Who would have thought that Sun Linxian back then would actually play the role of a village aunt in such a small village. ”

Wang Cui, or the once famous female assassin Sun Linxian, calmly looked at the cloth-clothed man in front of him and said, "Is the master of the closed door okay?"

"The owner is very good, and it looks like you're doing well. A touch of envy appeared on the cloth-clothed man's face, and this envy quickly turned into pure killing intent, "I'm sorry, junior sister, I have to cut off your beauty, otherwise my fate will not be very good." ”

Sun Linxian said with a solemn face: "I withdrew from the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, and I have already been recognized by the Red Blood Gate and the Underworld Gate, Senior Brother, why are you ......?"

The cloth-clothed man waved his hand slightly, and did not answer Sun Linxian's question.

He just looked at Sun Linxian calmly, with apologies, nostalgia, and unbearable in his eyes, but more of it was killing intent.

He handed over the short sword in his hand and persuaded seriously: "Senior sister, for the sake of the same family, judge yourself." ”

Sun Linxian clenched his teeth, did not speak, and did not reach out to take the sword.

Because a figure that was not burly, but tall enough, stopped in front of her, and firmly protected her behind her.

At this time, Song He no longer looked like the honest and loud-voiced farmer, and when he stepped out, he had a powerful momentum to sublimate.

He clenched his fists, stared at the man in cloth, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care whose order you get, if you want to be unfavorable to my wife, I, Song He, will kill you at all costs." ”

The man in cloth didn't laugh angrily, and said calmly: "A guy who has been abandoned for many years, what can he take to burn my jade?"

"Senior sister is really unwise to ruin her future for you. ”

He withdrew his dagger and toe a little, lightly reaching ten feet away.

"Is the friendship of the same door only worth ten zhang distance?" Sun Linxian smiled bitterly and bowed slightly to the cloth-clothed man, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

With that, she took a step forward and walked from the house to the outside.

At this time, she was no longer the gentle village woman, but the female assassin who hid her edge in the dark.

Now her edge is revealed in broad daylight, no longer insidious, still sharp.

She and Song He stood side by side, perfect and powerful.