Yixian ancient city, railway station.

The endless stream of people hurried by, bustling, everywhere was filled with the hustle and bustle of small horns, and from time to time someone stuffed all kinds of small pieces of paper into Fang Wenqing's body, and if you looked closely, they were all small advertisements such as accommodation.

Perhaps he was accustomed to enjoying a quiet and comfortable life, but he felt very unfamiliar with the noise and excitement in front of him.

Lin Ruxuan liked it very much, and explained something to Fang Wenqing from time to time. The bright smile, delicate facial features, and delicate figure attracted the people next to him to look this way.

Under the guidance of Lin Ruxuan, Fang Wenqing boarded the train and found his seat to sit down.

The seats of the two were next to each other, Fang Wenqing asked Lin Ruxuan to sit down on the window seat, and he sat on the seat by the corridor.

Fang Wenqing took the train for the first time, feeling very novel, and seriously recalled the precautions that Lin Ruxuan told him.

Soon, two people came from the opposite seat, two beautiful women to be exact, both in their twenties.

A shawl-haired, wearing a red autumn skirt, with a white skirt hanging around her waist, sets off a perfect figure, her face is delicate, her skin is like snow, and her eyes flicker with a different charm.

One was dressed in a ponytail, dressed in casual clothes, neat, with a handsome face, a fair complexion, the waves on his chest, and his eyes were cold, as if there was an unspeakable grievance.

After taking their seats, the two glanced at Fang Wenqing and Lin Ruxuan, stayed on Lin Ruxuan for a moment, said "huh", and stopped talking.

The train started, Lin Ruxuan looked out the window happily, she likes to go out with Brother Fang, even if she goes to kill someone, she is willing!

In the carriage, from time to time, people walked around, and the woman with the ponytail also stood up and walked into the adjacent carriage.

Soon, she hurried back, her face pale, looked at the shawl-haired woman by the window, and whispered: "Sister, they are still chasing after me, what should I do?"

"Sit down and calm down. The shawl-haired woman said.

At this time, Lin Ruxuan also found that something was wrong, she looked up at the two of them, then at Fang Wenqing, and saw that Fang Wenqing was taking a break with her eyes closed, and she didn't bother, her eyes continued to look out of the car window.

Fang Wenqing closed his eyes, his mind had already been opened, in the next carriage, the four of them were in a hurry, as if they were looking for something?

The leader is a middle-aged man, full of internal qi, and he is a late-stage martial artist at the prefecture level, and the other three young people have stabilized their cultivation at the early stage of the Xuan level. And the two women sitting opposite him were already mid-level cultivators.

Soon, the four of them came to the carriage where Fang Wenqing was, and when they walked over, their eyes lit up, and their faces suddenly showed joy.

"Haha...... From the capital of Kite to the capital of Qi, from the capital of Qi to the ancient city of Yixian, and then from the ancient city of Yixian back to the capital of the kite, you can really toss ......," the late-stage Xuan-level martial artist said mockingly.

"Go back and tell you the young pavilion master, even if we die, we won't hand over the sword technique. The woman with the ponytail said.

"The young pavilion master said, the sword trick is required, and people also want it, haha......" One of the Xuan-level early stage martial artists laughed.

The two women cursed shamelessly in their hearts, but they didn't speak, but chose to be silent.

The two Xuan-level martial artists who didn't speak just now went to the seats on one side and let people sit in the next compartment, while the two Xuan-level martial artists sat on the seats on one side.

The Xuan-level late-stage martial artist who spoke just now walked straight in front of Fang Wenqing:

"Get out, I didn't see Lao Tzu coming, hey----" When he saw Lin Ruxuan by the window, his eyes glowed golden, as if he had seen some treasure.

"Did you hear that, our elders told you to get out of the way, don't be ignorant. The early Xuan-level martial artist shouted.

"But I can't roll, I haven't learned this action, why don't you give me a demonstration, okay?" Fang Wenqing closed his eyes and said lightly.

"You're looking for death. ”

The Xuan-level early stage martial artist walked towards Fang Wenqing angrily.

The woman with a ponytail, when she saw that it was not good, immediately stood up and blocked in front of Fang Wenqing:

"What you want to arrest is us, just go with you when you get out of the car, why hurt the innocent?"

"Hmph, that's good, let him get out of the way, even if nothing has happened to Lao Tzu. The late-stage ground-level martial artist said.

The ponytailed woman hesitated, but turned around, and said to Fang Wenqing: "This eldest brother, they are coming for our sisters, why don't you leave first, so as not to hurt you later." ”

Fang Wenqing looked at the ponytail woman with a sincere face and said, "Okay, for your sake, I'll let it go first." Lin Ruxuan, let's go. ”

Lin Ruxuan stood up, and as soon as she took a few steps, the late-stage martial artist stopped in front of them: "This girl can't go, sit back in place." ”

Fang Wenqing glanced at it and said, "We came together, since we were asked to go back to our original positions, why are we so troublesome, isn't this a toss." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Lin Ruxuan back to his seat and sat down.

The late prefecture-level martial artist suddenly became angry in his heart and said, "Lao Tzu is telling you to leave, and the girl will stay." ”

Lin Ruxuan grabbed Fang Wenqing's arm tightly, but she wasn't worried at all, thinking in her heart, why are there so many people in the world who force others to do things they don't want to do?

The martial artist in the early stage of the Xuan level took a step forward and punched out, and in the middle of the punch, the woman with a ponytail struck out with a palm, and the fist was opposite, and the martial artist in the early stage of the Xuan level took a few steps back, and it took a long time to stabilize.

Seeing this, the martial artist of the late prefecture level was furious, stepped forward and punched out, knocking down the ponytail woman who had not yet reflected, and a gurgling of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"I don't know how to lift, so I don't have to get out of the car and do it. "The martial artists in the late stage of the prefecture level were obviously a little angry.

The shawl-haired woman sitting by the window was unusually calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

"It's your turn now, you still had a chance to roll just now, but now there is no more, only dead ----"

But before he could finish speaking, the police on the train had already come over and asked what had happened, and the martial artist in the late Xuan-level stage took out a document and handed it to the police, and after the police looked at it, he left after a while.

At this time, when the train arrived at Yuandu Station, the four warriors took care of Fang Wenqing and the other four, for fear that Fang Wenqing would escape.

Walking out of the station, the square of the Yuandu Railway Station is full of pedestrians, and there are hurried backs everywhere.

Fang Wenqing didn't make a move for a long time, because he thought of the shawl-haired woman's abnormal performance: indifferent to the face of his sister being beaten down, this is indeed not human. Could it be that she has the ability to defeat the enemy with one move, sneering at those four warriors and disdaining to make a move? Then why is she being chased and killed everywhere, this is not logical.

In order to find out the truth, he still endured it and took it one step at a time.

One of the early Xuan-level martial artists said, "Elder Wu, can we go back immediately now?"

Elder Wu smiled and said, "The main person in the Young Pavilion is Mu Nianqin, the one wearing the red autumn skirt, and the other two, but they didn't say whether they want to die or live? ”

The three Xuan-level early martial artists immediately understood what Elder Wu meant, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Seeing the three disciples like this, Elder Wu said, "Lao Tzu has finished cultivating, you can cultivate again." ”

The three Xuan-level early stage martial artists immediately showed joy on their faces, and they all agreed and agreed with Elder Wu's plan.

Soon, several people came to a small forest one after the other.

Elder Wu looked at Lin Ruxuan and the woman with a ponytail with squinting eyes, probably feeling that the woman with a ponytail was cultivating in the middle of metaphysics, so with a wave of his left hand, his internal qi was lucky, and a white cobweb covered the woman with a ponytail and a woman named Mu Nianqin, so as not to be taken advantage of by the two of them when he was cultivating.

As for Fang Wenqing and Lin Ruxuan, he thought that both of them were ordinary people, and he didn't let him fish and meat.

Lin Ruxuan grabbed Fang Wenqing's arm and stood behind Fang Wenqing.

With a wave of Elder Wu's hand, the three early metaphysical martial artists swarmed up, ready to capture Fang Wenqing. But before they could make a move, a white light flashed, and it circled around the three of them, and blood spurted out from the necks of the three of them, and they fell to the ground and died.