Unexpectedly, the next two days were very calm.

He, Si Xiang, and Xu Jinsong were originally going to take turns guarding Sikong Han, but Sikong Han politely rejected Si Xiang, saying that the old man wanted a girl to protect, which was really unusual, and finally evolved into Bei Mingxiu and Xu Jinsong guarding together.

In the past two days, according to Xu Jinsong's words, it has been too boring.

Sikong Han's life is very regular, there is a big brother who is in charge of things in the village, he doesn't need to do anything at all, every day is to practice and inspect, and only when he is inspecting, he needs Bei Ming Xiu and Xu Jinsong to be bright and dark, and support one or two.

"It's a pity that Fengyun Village is too closed, and there is no elegant place like Qinglou, otherwise there may be some fun along the way. ”

For Xu Jinsong's emotion, Bei Ming Xiu scoffed, but Sikong Han asked curiously: "Brother Xu, what is Qinglou?"

After two days of getting along, Xu Jinsong basically got acquainted with him, and he no longer unceremoniously called him surnamed Xu, but changed his name to Brother Xu.

Xu Jinsong narrowed his eyes, smiled weirdly, and then explained his understanding of Qinglou and his experience.

Si Xiang and Yuan Xue are also missing, otherwise he would probably have to learn the swordsmanship of the Snow Peak Sword Sect.

Bei Ming Xiu was not interested in Xu Jinsong's words, but he also wanted to know how Sikong Han reacted to this.

Although the three brothers of the Sikong family are all in their thirties, none of them seem to have married a wife, and Sikong Han's attitude towards women is not very normal.

Sikong Han's face gradually turned blue with Xu Rusong's words, and only after he finally finished this beautiful tirade did he bow his head and say, "Brother Xu, that kind of place...... I'm really not interested. ”

Xu Jinsong's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, "This is a man's paradise, you look at Zhou Han, he didn't show any interest on the surface, but in fact, he couldn't wait to enjoy a day inside!"

Without hesitation, Bei Mingxiu shot an ice bullet in his face.

Xu Jinsong smiled faintly, and a small water vortex was generated out of thin air, swallowing the ice bullet, and said, "Just kidding, why does Brother Zhou want to kill people and kill people?"

Bei Mingxiu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and the more he depicted it, the darker it became.

But he noticed that Sikong Han's expression was obviously a little gloomy.

There must be something hidden in it.

Xu Jinsong took out a folding fan from his sleeve that he didn't know where it came from, pointed forward, and said with a smile: "No matter, it's better to solve the trouble in front of you first." ”

Bei Ming Xiu and Sikong Han followed Xu Jinsong's instructions, and their faces changed.

Bei Ming Xiu was shocked, and Sikong Han was angry.

On the roof of the house on the left side of the street, a beggar walked leisurely, but he had changed into a slightly more decent cloth coat and had an extra wooden stick in good condition, looking like a leisurely ranger.

It was Du Sigui.

Bei Ming Xiu clenched his hands, and it was difficult to keep his composure in his heart.

In the confrontation two days ago, Du Sigui was eroded by the cold air north of him, and it stands to reason that even if he could endure it, he would never be able to walk on the roof so easily now.

And he just tried to urge the Northern Darkness Cold Qi, but found that the Northern Darkness Cold Qi in Du Sigui's body had already been cleared by others!

Is there really more than one person?

Du Sigui squinted at the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and said in slight surprise: "Yo, we met again so soon, we are really destined." ”

Before Bei Mingxiu could answer, Sikong Han had already roared angrily: "Rogue beggar, my eldest brother is kind enough to take you in, but you are attacking our brother, it's simply not a thing!"

Ever since he had heard the sum of the three of them two days ago, he had already identified the murderer.

As soon as Sikong Han stepped on the ground, he was about to fly up and pull Du Sigui off the roof, but when it came to the end, his head hurt, and he couldn't take this step.

Du Sigui shook his head and said, "Erzhai master, if I say it's not me, do you believe it?"

"Lao Tzu can't trust a white-eyed wolf like you!"

After Sikong Han finished speaking, he was about to rush up, but was stopped by Bei Ming Xiu.

"Du Sigui cultivates the Yizong exercises, and you can't get close. After persuading Sikong Han, Bei Mingxiu looked at Du Sigui and said coldly, "It seems that you are healed and forgot the pain." “

"Not bad. Xu Rusong strode forward and sneered, "One Zhou Han can beat you out of the, and now the three of us are not very authentic in bullying you." ”

Du Sigui smiled and said, "Who said that I am only one person, otherwise who helped remove the cold on my body?"

Bei Mingxiu's face was solemn, he already held the ice bullet in his hand, and the cold sword on his back was long gone.

Du Sigui smiled and took a step back, and said, "Still talking, you are thinking about sneak attack, which is not authentic than me." “

Bei Ming Xiu didn't speak, bent his fingers slightly, and recalled the Cold Immortal Sword, but didn't return to his back, just probed around. Excellent reading books

Du Sigui confessed that he still had accomplices, and perhaps another disciple of Fang Chengyi lurking nearby, waiting to give them a fatal blow.

Otherwise, Du Sigui would not dare to come to him swaggering alone.

At this time, he already regretted that before coming here again, he returned that organ to Lu Linxi for transformation.

Du Sigui was already delicate, keeping a considerable distance from them, and as soon as the Cold Immortal Sword approached, he was locked by his mind, unable to make a silent sneak attack.

The fluctuation of the spiritual power of the use of the mechanism is very small, and it can be covered up at will, and the effect of the sneak attack is still very large.

Xu Jinsong smiled and said, "This ...... Brother Du, right, why don't you get closer, and our brothers are close?"

Du Sigui waved his hand, then pointed to the Northern Meditation Cultivator and said, "Excuse me, I'm just here to give that guy a dismount, but I don't dare to fight with the three of you." “

"I should call you Gongzi Zhou now, tomorrow, a fair battle on the altar, do you dare?"

Bei Ming Xiu didn't know what medicine he bought in the gourd, so he sneered and didn't answer.

Sikong Han only felt that his whole body seemed to be bound by something at this time, and he was extremely uncomfortable, and roared: "White-eyed wolf, don't do any tricks, come down and fight me one-on-one first!"

Du Sigui shook his head and said: "Yizong Gongfa is not a trick, this is one of the three cultivation paths recognized by the cultivation world, and whether you believe it or not, he is the only person I want to kill, you Fengyun Village, for your eldest brother's sake, I will not move alone." ”

Sikong Han was angry and wanted to scold again, but Bei Mingxiu had already snatched the chatter first: "If you want to find death, I will naturally accompany you." ”

Du Sigui smiled and said, "That's good, everyone, goodbye." ”

After saying that, he began to retreat without hesitation, and a few clay tiles were bypassed under his feet, intentionally or unintentionally.

There is a reflection on the tile, which is as clear as a mirror.

Xu Jinsong looked at Bei Mingxiu with some complaints, and said helplessly: "Isn't it good for you to agree later, I'll almost set up a formation." ”

Bei Ming Xiu said helplessly: "That guy still has a spell in his hand, which is obviously used to deal with your formation." ”

"That's better than ......" Xu Jinsong was about to argue a few sentences, but suddenly his face changed greatly with Bei Mingxiu, and he couldn't care about anything else, one person took up the iron sword, and the other person used the luck water attribute spell to attack the rear of Sikong Han.

A tall and bloated man in black appeared behind them at some point, his figure was fleeting, and even the Heavenly Dao of the Northern Meditation Cultivator had not caught a trace of his spiritual power fluctuation.

And a long sword had already flown out of his hand, and the speed was even faster than that of the Northern Immortal Cultivator controlling the iron sword.

In addition to the incomparably strong spiritual power on the blade, there was also a layer of faint black gas that seemed to be burning.

Eye of Death!

The Northern Meditation Cultivator took five breaths in a row, and his cultivation climbed to the sixth-order mid-grade consummation.

It was all the spiritual power he could use now.

But at this moment, he and Xu Jinsong's Zhihai were both subjected to a strong bombardment.

The spiritual power of the Northern Darkness Cultivation stagnated, barely stabilizing his mind, but Xu Jinsong's water column directly collapsed in this bombardment, and he was also dizzy for a while.

Not everyone is lucky enough to enjoy Wei Sheng's music.

Northern Meditation Cultivator alone couldn't stop this sword at all.

Unless Sikong Han saves himself.

But Sikong Han's eyes widened and he forgot to resist.

The spike of the long sword, he knew.

In fact, it shouldn't be called a sword spike, but a jade pendant.

Between the lightning and flint, the mouth of the Northern Immortal Cultivator was stained with blood, his face was pale, and the iron sword fell to the ground weakly.

Sikong Han was nailed directly to the wall by the sword, his eyes were sad, and his vitality gradually dissipated.

......

Duth returned and returned, or rather, he never left.

Because the thoughts in Zhihai were squandered by him at one time, his face was very pale.

In addition to satisfaction, there was also a lingering touch of sadness in the smile on his face.

"You're not your eldest brother, since the master doesn't care about your life or death, let's die. ”

He glanced back with some sadness, and said to himself: "Master, master, until now, you still don't want to admit me?"