The night in the mountains is surprisingly cold, especially after the wind picks up. The wind blows on people's skin, and it hurts in their bones. Closest to the entrance to the tomb on Eagle Ridge Hill are the tents of the camp, in which the light of the fire can still be seen flickering even though it is nightfall. The children of these big forces can naturally be undisturbed by the night wind, and there are guards outside the tent, so they can sleep peacefully.

The people of the small forces on the periphery, although they did not have spacious and comfortable tents, they also put on cloaks to resist the wind, after all, these people were also very cultivated, and after lighting the bonfire, they did not feel how unbearable the mountain wind was. They will alternate between nights and take turns to rest.

The worst thing is that these wild cultivators on the outermost periphery who did not rely on any forces, most of them are monks in the Lower Martial Realm, and a few of them have also stagnated for many years in the early stage of the Middle Martial Realm, and there is no hope of any change in this life. Most of these people are lone rangers who roam the rivers and lakes alone, and in the rivers and lakes, such people who do not have any power background want to survive and want to cultivate, there are only two ways, to kill the other party before others kill them, and to run away as soon as possible when they can't kill the other party. Therefore, although these people do not have the mentality of those who are good at using conspiracy and power tricks in the hearts and minds of the people, they are not inferior to the people of the power in calculating others and playing some small tricks of conspiracy and trickery. Many of them always have the heart of harming others, so they always have the heart of defense, and each of them uses their own heart to speculate on the hearts of others, so in everyone's heart, others are evil people who are plotting to kill themselves, and in the eyes of each person, the other party is a heinous villain.

These people are never trusting of others, so they are surrounded by fires at the outermost periphery, separated by long distances, and they have plenty of time to respond if someone near them makes a move on them. They did not have a companion to keep vigil for them, and if they did, they would not dare to really answer, for fear that they would close their eyes, hold their knives, and their muscles tense, waiting for the moment when their companions would strike at them. Therefore, under the reflection of clusters of firelight, there are pairs of round, somewhat blood-red eyes, looking around vigilantly from time to time, like hungry mandrills. The cries of a few desolate owl birds came from the mountains, making people's hearts more desolate than the night.

Under a big tree, a middle-aged man with a withered face was warming himself by a bonfire, and occasionally a few dead leaves were blown off his head by the mountain wind and fell into the fire, crackling. The middle-aged man writes and draws on the ground with the branches in his hands, and occasionally stirs with the firewood and dead branches in the fire.

At this time, there were footsteps approaching here, and the sound sounded like three people, the middle-aged man did not raise his head, and was still writing on the ground. The footsteps stopped in front of the fire, and a somewhat weak woman's voice said, "Big brother, can you make a fire here for a few of us?"

"Inconvenient. The middle-aged man still didn't look up and answered.

"Big brother, the wind is strong at night, and my weak woman and my old father have nowhere to go, so you can be kind, let us bake a fire here. The woman's voice became softer, full of delicate pleading.

"Isn't there a man next to you? with hands and feet, won't he pick up firewood and make a fire by himself?"

The woman giggled a few times and said, "He's my cousin, but he's a timid and useless waste, let alone let him go to the woods at night to collect some firewood and come back to make a fire, let him walk alone at night, he will be scared to pee his pants." ”

"Go to somebody else, I'm not a good person. "Middle-aged is still unmoved.

Who would have thought that the woman who spoke was so thick-skinned that she would sit directly beside the middle-aged man, and then beckoned to the two people who were traveling with her, telling them to sit down together. The middle-aged man finally raised his head a little angrily, looked at the woman, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious, if you don't leave, I'm welcome.

"Oh, big brother, don't be so fierce, you see that those people are fierce and vicious, and they are going to scare people to death, so it's better for you to be here, big brother. The woman deliberately moved her ass towards the man as she spoke, almost right next to him.

The middle-aged man turned his head to the old man and a young man opposite, and when he saw the two, he also nodded flatteringly and laughed. The middle-aged man looked displeased, obviously not expecting to meet such a shameless three. The middle-aged man lowered his head, and a sneer appeared on his face. He looked up again, turned his face to the woman, and grinned to reveal two rows of snow-white teeth. He stretched out his right arm and wrapped his arms directly around the woman's shoulder, pulling her into his arms. He smiled wickedly and said, "Aren't you cold?" ”

The woman snorted softly and struggled in the man's arms, trying to break free. The man's big hand pressed hard, pinching the woman's shoulder with the palm of his hand and exerting a slight force. The woman's pain and struggle became more and more intense. The young man on the opposite side was about to get up, but was held down by the old man, who grabbed the young man's arm and signaled the young man not to be impulsive with his eyes.

The woman struggled to no avail and lay there motionless, waiting for the man's claws to prey on her. The man didn't make the next move, but pushed the woman away from him. The woman straightened her clothes, suppressed the anger in her heart, and the rise and fall of her chest slowly became smooth. The woman showed a charming smile again, "Big brother, where are you from?"

Seeing the middle-aged man answer, the woman asked again: "Big brother, I see that you also bought a token to enter the tomb today, and the eldest brother is also a martial arts cultivator, right?" The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the woman, with undisguised mockery in his eyes. The woman smiled awkwardly and said to the old man on the other side of the fire, "Dad, it's cold, take some wine to warm up your eldest brother." ”

The old man understood, nodded, took out a wine bag from the package he carried, and handed it to the woman. The woman smiled and handed the wine bag to the man and said, "Big brother, drink some wine to warm up." ”

"Oh, I didn't expect a few people to carry wine with them when they traveled?" the middle-aged man finally spoke, taking the wine bag from the woman's hand, but did not open it.

"Oh, my dad has an old ailment in his leg and needs to drink a lot to relieve the pain. The woman's eyes flickered, and she continued, "Big brother, this wine is a specialty of our hometown, and it is a little stronger, but it is good to keep warm from the cold." Big brother, try it. ”

"Oh, really, or you'll drink with me?"

"I don't drink well, and if I drink it, I'll lose my temper in front of you, big brother. The woman hurriedly excused herself.

"Wouldn't it be better to drink too much, this long night, wine and beauty, can't we be happy?" the middle-aged man smiled lewdly and unscrewed the cork of the cow bag and brought it to his mouth. The eyes of the three people next to him rose with burning and anxious looks.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man sniffed it, raised his head again, handed the wine to the old man and said, "Old man, the elders are respected, you drink first." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said with a smiling face: "No, no, I won't drink." ”

"Old man, don't you have a wound on your leg, how can you survive without drinking?"

"Before I came, I had already drunk it, and my body was warm, and my legs didn't hurt anymore. ”

"Big brother, that's all there is to this last bit of wine, my cousin has been yelling for it just now, and my father didn't give it to him. ”

"Oh, yes, so how can I snatch love with a sword, why don't I leave it to your cousin to drink." As he spoke, the middle-aged man handed the wine bag to the young man. The young man did not reach out to take it, and looked at the woman with some confusion. The woman glared at the young man, hurriedly wrapped her arm around the middle-aged hand that handed the wine bag, pulled it into her arms, and deliberately pasted it with her chest and said, "Big brother, don't give it to him, he urinates a lot and drinks alcohol, so he doesn't dare to go for convenience, so I still want you to accompany me." ”

"It's okay, I don't want to accompany a big man to the woods. The middle-aged man held the wine bag with his other hand, pulled his previous hand out of the woman's arms, put his arms around the woman's shoulders, and pulled him into his arms. This time the woman did not resist at all, and leaned on the man obediently, and the man's hand rubbed against the woman's smooth neck. The man picked up the wine bag and raised his head, ready to pour wine into his mouth, the old man and the young man stared intently at the middle-aged hand holding the wine bag, unable to take their eyes off it.

The middle-aged hand placed on the woman's neck suddenly pinched the woman's neck, and at the same time, the five fingers were forcefully broken with the woman's head under the armpit. This moment happened between the lightning and flint, the middle-aged man's movements were done in one go, without the slightest stagnation, and the attention of the old man and the young man was also on the wine sac, and when the two reacted, the woman's head was already drooping on her shoulders, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and her body slid down from the middle-aged armpit and fell to the ground.

The old man and the young man were shocked, and the old man and the young man cried out twice sadly. At this time, the middle-aged man threw the wine bag in his hand to the old man and the young man, and the wine in the bag fell to the two, and at the same time, he picked up a burning S branch with his right foot and kicked it at the young man. The old man and the young man tried to get up in a panic while covering their faces with their hands. When the latter saw the flying branches, he had to crawl to the ground and roll to one side. The middle-aged man seemed to have anticipated the young man's reaction, and he had already gotten up after kicking out the branches, and waited for the young man's dodging route, raising his foot and stepping on the young man's head. Seeing this, the young man stretched out his hands to hold the middle-aged feet that had fallen, and pulled hard, the middle-aged center of gravity was unstable, fell forward, and was helping the old man who came to the rescue. The old man was overjoyed, accelerated the speed of the forward rush, raised his hands, and formed a fist fight, the middle-aged man threw himself into the arms of the old man, and the old man smashed his fists into the middle-aged back. There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the fist fell on the back of the middle-aged man, who was lying on the ground.

The young man let go of his hand, hurriedly got up, and looked this way, only to see the old man with a dagger in his chest, falling backwards. The young man shouted, "Uncle." "Rushed over. When passing by the middle-aged, he was tightly grabbed by one leg, and it turned out that although the middle-aged man was injured and fell to the ground, he was not unconscious. Seeing that he couldn't break free, the young man raised his other leg and kicked towards the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man dodged with his head sideways, and with the help of this force, he twisted his shoulders and pulled the young man to the ground. The young man lost his balance and was dragged to one side by the middle-aged man, who was lying on the ground, raising one leg and pointing the tip of his shoe straight at the young man's door. The young man had nowhere to dodge in mid-air, and he was kicked in the face, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. Taking advantage of the young man's dizziness, the middle-aged man raised his feet, clamped the young man's neck, and put his legs together. Before middle age, he was hit hard by the old man's two punches, although it was just an ordinary Ying Bone Realm, and the old man's foundation was not solid, and his boxing skills were not very sharp, but it still made the middle-aged viscera shock, and the successive attacks had already made him a little exhausted, and he was gritting his teeth and insisting on it at the moment. The young man's neck was stuck, he had difficulty breathing, and the more he struggled, the more he lost his strength, and he soon lost his breath.

The middle-aged man was lying on the ground gasping for breath, and he was already sweating profusely at this time. He had already noticed these three people, as early as he came out of the tent selling admission tokens, he had already noticed the different stares cast by everyone around him, with murderous intent and greedy eyes, he had paid attention to them, but he pretended to be indifferent at that time. He has been waiting, waiting for who will make a move on him, and what kind of cultivation the person who is waiting for him to make a move. In fact, he is only eighty percent sure that he can deal with those who want to kill him and seize the order. Even if an ordinary martial artist in the middle martial realm has a thin family background, he can cultivate so far, and he can still get three yuan coins after scraping together. And most of the people who can't afford to buy tokens are also some Lower Martial Realm monks. Although middle-aged is just a mud embryo realm, he is confident that he has a solid foundation and endless means, and he may still have to struggle with the other party when he encounters the Heavenly Milk Realm, but he can still easily deal with other lower martial realms.

He thought that it would be a single martial artist who came to kill people in a hurry, after all, he only had one token in his hand, and if he came in a team, he would inevitably not be able to share the spoils, which was where his self-confidence lies. But he never thought that the three people who came to the door turned out to be three people, and these three people were also the ones he thought were more difficult to deal with at that time. The woman is responsible for seducing him with her beauty to let his guard down and luring him to drink it with poisoned wine, while the old man and the young man are responsible for acting so that they can kill him at any time. But I don't want the three of them to underestimate the calculations of middle age. He pretended to drink, but the target was the woman, and he twisted the woman's delay while the two were paying attention to him. He also pretended to step on the young man's head, but in fact, the drunkard did not mean to drink, but in the old man, he deliberately exposed his back to the old man, so that the old man thought that he was about to succeed, so he attacked with all his strength, and the middle-aged man took the opportunity to stab the old man with a dagger hidden in his sleeve. At this point, it was the plan of the middle-aged man after the three of them came here, and it was a random response at that time to kill the young man, but fortunately, there was no danger.

The middle-aged man stood up and patted the dust off his body, not paying attention to the bodies of the three people, and had no intention of scavenging anything from the three people. He walked back to his previous position as he looked around, countless pairs of eyes staring at him avoiding them as he looked at him. The young man smiled contemptuously and sat down under the atree. No matter how cold the night is, it can't chill the hearts of unpredictable people.