The big boss in the mouth of the person who came was naturally the scholar who called himself the mountain god, presumably Ma Zhiyuan They hadn't brought back the woman for too long, and the scholar couldn't help but attack his daughter-in-law.

The spear-lifting man's body tensed instantly, his face was distorted, his eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, his fist fingers were too hard, his nails were pierced deep into the flesh without realizing it, and wisps of blood oozed from between his fingers.

Seeing Ma Zhiyuan standing still in a daze, the thin man was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and reached out to pull his sleeve.

Ma Zhiyuan, who knew his ability very well, understood that even if he went back immediately, he couldn't stop the demon, shook off the man's pull, and knelt down fiercely towards the white-robed man, his head slammed on the ground, splashing a circle of dust, and the five fingers of his hands were deeply inserted into the soil, silent.

The thin man then also prostrated on the ground, kowtowing and begging: "Fairy grandpa, please help!"

Li Xuanji squinted at the two people who knelt on the ground, a little hesitant, to be honest, he didn't want to wade into this troubled water, people die for money, birds die for food, since he went up the mountain to make a grass coward, he must be aware of licking blood at the tip of the knife, he doesn't believe that this so-called Qingshan Village is really as clean as Ma Zhiyuan said, so it is up to them to fight and die, what does it have to do with this son.

Li Xuanji was about to refuse, but he noticed that someone behind him grabbed his arm, turned his head to look, and saw Zhao Wan'er's pitiful pretty face at a glance.

Zhao Wan'er's eyes were moist, she bit her cherry lips lightly, shook the sleeves of the white-robed boy slightly, and said hopefully: "Brother Xuanji, they are so pitiful, if Wan'er can fly a sword, she will definitely help them out, but unfortunately Wan'er is stupid and lazy, and she can't do this chivalrous and righteous deed, if there is any handsome son who is merciful and helps each other, Wan'er will definitely like him from the bottom of her heart and worship him." ”

Li Xuanji smiled dumbly, looked up at the hour, it was impossible to climb over the mountain before nightfall, the folding fan gently knocked on Zhao Wan'er's head, and said with a smile: "Just your Nizi is a bodhisattva's heart, right, then this son will make an exception to accompany you to see the legendary mountain god master, ugly words ahead, if the mountain god lord takes a fancy to Wan'er's beauty, if you want to stay and do what the mountain god lady do, this son is not." ”

Zhao Wan'er snorted coldly: "What mountain god master, Brother Xuanji will reveal his true form with a sword." ”

Li Xuanji looked at Ma Zhiyuan and the others with complicated faces, and said in a deep voice: "Don't lead the way yet!"

Since this immortal had agreed to go up the mountain, Ma Zhiyuan was really worried about his daughter-in-law, so he explained to let the thin man lead the way, confessed to the white-robed boy and others, picked up the wooden spear and turned around and quickly disappeared on the path.

The horse team set off again, but Zhao Wan'er didn't want to go back to the carriage, clamoring to ride a horse, Li Xuanji thought that this place should not be very far from Qingshanzhai, so he let this little girl have a good time, so he let his horse out, and was afraid that she would not be able to ride well, so he took the reins and walked slowly.

Everyone walked along the mountain road for about half an hour, turned into a fork, and walked for half an hour, then walked out of the jungle, the loess path gradually turned into a bluestone road, the terrain was also flattened, and after a while, they saw a pool of lake water appear on the left side of the stone road, the lake water was clear and there were no waves of grass, and there was no end in sight, a small wooden pavilion stood in the lake, and a wooden boat was docked by the lake.

Li Xuanji took a look, presumably the building behind the lake should be a cottage.

Qingshan Village is built according to the mountain as a whole, the periphery is piled up with the huge stones excavated out to form a wall, it seems to be a zhang to be high, the wall leaks out of the left and right two rows of bluestone houses, quite neat, is facing the stone road is a gate built with giant wood, is ajar.

Zhao Wan'er, who was full of interest, looked at the clear lake beside her and sighed: "It's really a good place for green mountains and green waters." ”

The thin man who walked in front of him introduced at the right time: "This is the water lake, and the water in the village is here. ”

Approaching the gate of Qingshan Village, a burst of crying faintly came out from inside, the man's face changed greatly, and he pushed open the huge door with great effort, his face was pale, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, stunned.

Inside the gate was a square paved with bluestone, and a man in black with a snow-white face stood in the middle with a sword, holding a long-haired woman whose fate was unknown, and seven or eight men covered in blood were lying around him, writhing in pain on the ground. Outside the two rows of houses, dozens of elderly women and children squatted, either with their faces on their faces or crying quietly.

Under the eaves, Xiao Yu'er, who had been dragging the Xuanhua board axe, was the first to find a few people at the door, broke away from the old man who was holding him and ran to the door, touching his tears with his little hands and crying: "Brother Fairy, sister-in-law Liu is dead, and Brother Zhiyuan is also dead."

The old man was shocked, and hurriedly got up to hug Xiao Yu'er back, but saw the man in black sneering, and with a wave of his big hand, the disheveled hard-working woman was like a flying stone, smashing heavily on the running child, how could Xiao Yu'er withstand such a heavy blow, half of the body that was pressed turned into a puddle of flesh on the spot, and the immature little face instantly lost blood, and glanced back at the sister-in-law Liu on the body, smiled hard at the white-robed son, and slowly closed his eyes with blood flowing in his mouth.

The old man crawled in front of Xiao Yu'er like crazy, hugged half of his body, and howled bitterly.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, Zhao Wan'er rolled her eyes and fell off the horse, Li Xuanji caught Zhao Wan'er expressionlessly, handed her over to Yu Kunlun and carried her back to the carriage.

The man in black looked at the white-robed boy who looked like a fairy more than himself, and said sharply: "In this Shoushui Mountain, who else dares to call it an immortal? Boy, who are you? If you know each other, leave the little lady in red just now, and this immortal will spare your life!"

The man's voice is like a resentful woman, bitter and harsh.

Li Xuanji took off the moon-white long sword on the horse's belly, took a step and said calmly: "This son is an ordinary person, come to kill the immortals today!"

The man in black was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then laughed, and after a long time, he wiped away the tears from laughter and said with a strange smile: "This is the funniest joke that Benxian has ever heard, Benxian promised you that he would leave you a whole corpse later." ”

Li Xuanji's sword pointed at the man in black, and said in a deep voice: "Kill." ”

Several horsemen of the Xuanjia Battalion, who had long been ready to go, after hearing the killing of the white-robed pine nuts, neatly drew out their swords at their waists, followed by Yu Kunlun, who was in the lead, tacitly put out a killing formation, and rushed to the square in silence.

The injured people in the square had been quietly dragged away, and the man in black didn't care, looking at the amazing horsemen, he didn't care, how could the majesty of the immortal family allow a few ordinary people to trample on it, sneered, and stood with his sword raised.

Yu Kunlun saw the opportunity, the muscles of his arm bulged, and the iron spear aimed at the head of the man in black and stabbed out quickly, about to poke a big hole in him.

The man in black looked contemptuous, the long sword in his hand lightly waved the iron spear, and the jade Kunlun passed by, followed by the two horses with tacit understanding, the two war knives slashed towards the man's chest, the man in black stacked the long sword in front of him, the body bent backwards into an exaggerated arc, dodged four horses in a row, looked at the last three horses rushing over, his eyes were fierce, he pulled a sword flower, stirred up the slashed sword, his knees were slightly bent, the long sword instantly drew a big circle, the three war horses neighed, and were directly cut into two pieces by the cold sword qi, and the faces of the three people of the Xuanjia battalion who fell off the horse remained unchanged, rolled around on the ground, unloaded their strength, and the other few people who rushed back stretched out their hands, turned into two people riding together, and rushed towards the man in black again.

The man in black frowned slightly, these people are skillfully coordinated, and they seem to be very familiar with the battle array, is it the reinforcements of the government? Before he had time to think about it, the iron spear carried the whistling wind again, and the man in black was no longer blindly dodging this time, the long sword strangely gave birth to a wisp of twisted black sword gang, like a whip on the iron gun, the jade Kunlun tiger's mouth exploded instantly, and the huge momentum directly pulled him out of the horse, coughed up a mouthful of blood in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

The man in black is ghostly, flashing from several Xuanjia battalion armor soldiers, the black sword gang slashed left and right brutally, as long as the horse touches this sword gang, it will either break the leg or disembowel, fortunately, these horsemen are all carefully selected good hands, and when the sword gang attacked, they could be blocked, but it was inevitable that they would end up with the same fate as Yu Kunlun.

The horse corpses were all over the square, the blood flowed like a river, and the fishy sweet and greasy smell went straight to the nose with the heat of the horses just died, the man in black seemed to enjoy this taste, squinted and took a deep breath, turned around and shook off the remaining blood stains on the sword, tilted his head to stare at the white-robed boy who was still unusually calm, and grinned: "How? How are you thinking about it, this immortal will give you another chance, leave the lady in red just now, and spare your life, you see, this immortal didn't even kill you, it's sincere enough!"

Yu Kunlun wiped the blood from his mouth indiscriminately, struggled to stand up, stared at the man in black with his eyes, clenched the iron spear, and was about to rush again, but saw the white-robed boy finally slowly walking towards the square, and shouted coldly: "Stand down!"

Yu Kunlun spat blood heavily on the ground, and made a gesture to the eight people of the Xuanjia Battalion, and several people supported each other and retreated to the side of the carriage, their faces ugly.

Looking at the white-robed boy who was slowly coming, the man in black squinted his eyes and said coldly: "What, you want to find death?" ”

Li Xuanji held the moon-white long sword, standing in the square, his sleeves fluttering, green silk flying, as if there was a halo flowing all over his body, a majestic qi machine instantly poured three hundred miles like a flood, as soon as the blood on the ground approached him, it seemed to touch hot oil, crackling into a piece, and the whole audience could be heard clearly.

When the bandits in Qingshanzhai under the eaves saw this scene, they were all dumbfounded, and even knelt on the ground tightly, muttering to themselves to see the fairy grandfather Yunyun.

Yu Kunlun and several Xuanjia Battalion Armor Soldiers looked at the little boy's dusty appearance, and couldn't help but wonder, is it really an immortal?

The curtain of the car quietly opened a corner, and Zhao Wan'er, who woke up at some point, looked at the tall back stupidly, and seemed to have returned to yesterday for a moment.

The man in black had a solemn expression, and the long sword instantly exploded out of more than a black sword gang, like a spirit snake spinning around him.

In the silent square, I heard the white-robed boy say loudly: "Open your dog's eyes and see who is the heavenly immortal!"