"Grandpa, what is this mountain called?"

"Aoyama. ”

"What about the water?"

"Green water. ”

"What's beyond the mountain?"

"Someone's home. ”

"You're lying to me, aren't you?"

"By the way, you can go out and see it when you're older. ”

The mountain breeze is gentle, the greenery is full of greenery, and in front of a wooden house halfway up the mountainside, a white-haired old man is amusing the young man. The boy was only eleven or twelve years old, and his bright eyes were very smart.

"Grandpa, why do we live in the mountains?" the boy pouted, dissatisfied with his grandfather's perfunctory expression.

"Because you don't want to meet people you don't like. The old man said lightly.

The young man's eyes rolled, "Then I will be a likable person in the future, or everyone else will avoid me." ”

The old man smiled and gently rubbed the young man's head with his palm, "Ruan Soft has a gentle and pure temperament, and he will definitely be liked, isn't it time for you to do your homework?"

On weekdays, the old man arranged for the young man to hunt in the mountains every day, called doing homework, Ruan Ruan of course understood, and immediately jumped up and ran straight into the forest.

Having lived in the mountains since childhood, he knew the nearby terrain by heart, and soon spotted his prey.

Under the tree in front of him, a hare was foraging on the ground, and Ruan Ruan was tiptoeing closer, just about to start. Suddenly, the wind behind him tightened, and he hurriedly rolled forward, turned to look, and saw a gray wolf, grinning with bared teeth and a pair of blue eyes staring at him.

The wild wolf swooped into the air with a single blow, let out a dull low roar in his throat, and pounced on Ruan Ruan again.

Ruan Ruan lay down on his back to the sky, and kicked his legs hard towards the wolf's belly.

The wild wolf was hit by this blow in the air, howled miserably, and its huge body flew out and crashed into a big tree, its body was damaged, and the bark of the tree was stained with some wolf blood.

The wolf's body was bleeding, but it was more ferocious, and looking at Ruan Soft, the hatred was even stronger.

Shaking his head, he kicked his hind legs, and the two wolf claws were like two sharp blades, and they grabbed Ruan Ruan Ruan with a fishy smell.

Ruan Ruan smiled softly: "Beasts really don't have a long memory. ”

flashed to the side, kicked the wolf on the head, and immediately kicked the wild wolf to the ground and fell to the ground.

Without waiting for the wild wolf to get up, Ruan Ruan went over and raised his foot, right in the middle of the wild wolf's waist. The wolf howled, clawed his tail, and ran into the depths of the forest.

Delayed by the wolf, the hare was already frightened and disappeared without a trace. Ruan Ruan had to go back and look for it again.

At this time, the old man in front of the wooden house watched the young man go away, his smile gradually faded, and he shouted behind the cliff in a deep voice: "The sneaky one still hasn't shown up?"

"Hahaha, Jing Changtian is worthy of being the chief elder of Xugu, and his majesty has not diminished back then. Two figures came out from behind the rocks, one in white was slender and emaciated, the other in black was short and stocky, both with a small golden sword embroidered on their sleeves.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, "It turned out to be the black and white envoy of the Golden Sword Gate, after all, you still don't give up, chase this barren mountain and wilderness, or finish it here today." ”

The man in white shook the paper fan in his hand and said with a smile: "The two of us have been looking for you for a long time, and I advise you to obey and meet the door master with me, so as not to die without a body." ”

The man in black held a long sword and didn't say much, stabbing directly at the old man's chest, and the man in white raised his paper fan, but it was pointed at the back of the old man's head.

The old man did not retreat, but advanced, his left hand was slashed on his chest, and he swept the blade away with a strong force, and pressed his right hand on the chest of the man in white, forcing him to retreat.

The black man's long sword deviated, swept the old man's waist, and the man in white touched the old man's right palm with his palm.

"Bang"

The old man didn't move, and the man in white took three steps back, his face flushed, obviously suffering some minor injuries from the shock of his true qi.

The black-clothed man's sword light was fierce, and the long sword approached the old man's waist with a "snort" sound, intending to cut the old man's waist into two pieces.

The old man stepped to the right, and the long sleeve of his left hand rolled towards the blade of the sword, and the sleeve of his shirt was full of true qi and intersected with the long sword, making a metallic sound.

The long sleeves swung away the long sword, spit out with all his strength, and the castration kept hitting the chest of the man in black.

The man in black stepped back, a trail of blood pouring out of his mouth.

The three of them fought in the blink of an eye, and the black and white envoys fell behind.

The old man repelled the man in black, and a trace of strength popped out of the middle finger of his right hand, and the wind broke through the air and ran towards the door of the man in white.

The man in white had a grim face, and the paper fan in his right hand opened and drew a semicircle in the air, forming a cyclone that collided with the finger wind. With a "snort", the finger wind broke through the cyclone, and the castration did not decrease, and the man in white hurriedly leaned back, and the finger wind swept the tip of his nose, and disappeared into the stone wall behind him, leaving a deep hole.

"Really angry? The man in white sighed lightly, "It seems that the two of us are still a little bit insufficient." ”

The man in white gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, took out a black sigil from his pocket, and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on it, the sigil was soaked in blood, shining brightly, and exploded violently, and a black mist filled the air.

At this moment, the light suddenly dimmed, the clouds and mist churned, and the faint earth shook, as if something was about to emerge from under the earth.

A bony palm poked out of the ground, and then one by one skeletons came out, dozens of them, surrounding the old man.

"Summoning the undead? This is not the way of the evil demons? The Golden Sword Sect is also considered to be the authentic Immortal Sect, how could there be such a trick?", the old man stared at him and said angrily.

"Pedantic extreme, life and death fight, each by means, as long as the goal can be achieved, who cares about the process?"

The man in white twisted his fingers and made various marks, and the man in black held his long sword horizontally in front of him to prevent the old man from interfering.

A group of skeletons formed a circle of encirclement, gradually compressing and approaching the old man, a little green spot appeared on the white bones, and there was a foul smell before it got close, obviously not light.

The old man's feet kicked on the ground, his body was several meters high, floating in the air like a goshawk, and the true qi of his whole body flowed, converging towards the palm of his hand, forming a ball of light the size of an egg, and throwing it downward.

There was a boom, like thunder, and everything that was affected turned into dust, and a shallow pit with a radius of ten feet was formed where the two sides were fighting.

Those skeletons were completely out of sight, and even the black and white envoys were covered in blood, embarrassed, and incapacitated.

The black and white envoy immediately turned around and left, the two of them are good at tracking on weekdays, and they are good at concealment, and they will escape without stopping in an instant.

Ruan Ruan was holding a hare in his hand, and when he saw the situation of several people fighting, he stayed aside.

Although he is young, he often listens to his grandfather's teachings, and he has a certain number of good and evil in his heart. Seeing that the two of them were fleeing, he hurriedly stepped forward and called, "Grandpa." ”

The old man stepped forward to hug Ruan Ruan, and ran quickly down the mountain, Ruan Ruan knew that something had happened, and he didn't ask anymore, he clung to his grandfather's clothes, only to hear the wind swishing in his ears, faster than riding a horse, and his heart was frightened and scared, and he fell asleep after a while.