The largest city outside Qiheng Mountain, is undoubtedly Fuling City, this city is densely populated, there are quite a lot of traders, at this time it is the setting sun, a port on the edge of Fuling City, several fishermen who have just gone out to sea to fish, are unloading from a small fishing boat, a fat and fresh fish, jumping around, struggling in the net, as if it is a sign engraved in the blood, each fish's eyes are full of fear.

"I said Lao Liu, what kind of mirage did you talk about before, anyway, you have nothing to do, tell me about it again?"

One of them, an old man with a thin body, shirtless and a little gray hair, asked the person in front of him with interest.

"I said Lao Wang, I'm a person, my throat is easy to itch when I get older, especially when telling stories is a physical job, aren't you going to give me your home-brewed Du Kang, moisten my throat?"

Liu Yi said with a smile, obviously preparing to knock on this old man, and even his eyes, which were not too big, even narrowed into a slit with the smile on his face.

"Eh, you said you old fellow, your girl has to send soybean milk to Xianshan every few days, and this is a lot of benefits, right? What kind of wine do you want to drink, but you can't buy it? You can use the wine that worries about my own grain?"

Hearing this, this Liu Yi instantly frowned, and said with a straight face: "What do you know about this old thing, those immortals on the fairy mountain, high above, do not eat fireworks in the world, every time my girl sends them food, as if they are fortunate in three lives, every time they don't give my Wanxi girl a good face, as for the money you said? ”

"I said you old man, I didn't say you, the fairy mountain immortals, willing to give you money, it's already a great grace, don't get cheap and sell well!"

Wang Laohan also said a little unhappily.

"Isn't it a great grace? Needless to say, I hurried home to help the girl prepare dinner, and left. ”

Looking at Liu Yi's distant back, Wang Laohan could only return in defeat.

Just in this sky of glow sprinkled on the earth, the land and the sea, are dyed with a red glow, an island that suddenly appeared at some point, gradually emerged from the sea, the whole process can be said to be from virtual to real, the whole island is hazy, even this light that shines on the world, can not penetrate into even the slightest, this place is the mirage island in the mouth of the old man.

When the sky turned dark and the sun sank to the edge of the ground and the sky, the grass bandits on Qiheng Mountain were all dormant and behind the bushes, and with the protection of the sky, if they didn't look closely, they couldn't even see the bright blades in their hands.

"Jingle Bell!"

At the foot of the mountain, a group of strangely dressed people were walking along the mountain road, each with bare soles, and there were two rings of silver at the ankles, which naturally made a crisp "jingling" sound when walking.

Walking in the front is a naked woman with pink feet, she moves lightly, even the soil on the ground can not stain her in the slightest, a pair of breathtaking eyes, the eyelids are two pale e, slightly frowned, making people feel a sense of pity, and what makes people feel a little strange is the silk curtain on her face, completely blocking the rest of her facial features under her small face, but even so, with the fair and greasy skin, in this troubled world, it is already a rare beauty.

The woman has a pair of white and tender feet, gently stepping on the soil on the mountain road, wearing a coarse cloth dress with a very Minzhuan style, which seems to be embroidered with extremely fine female red, embroidered with fish and birds, and the skirt is wrinkled inch by inch, and a silver cloth brocade belt is used to tie the willow waist that Ying Ying holds in her hand.

Although the people behind him were mixed, the pace of the itinerary was the same, and the costumes were similar.

Just when many thieves were ready to attack, the barefoot woman who walked in front of her hid her face and said, "A group of villains with hidden heads and tails, you men in the dry land, are all so unproductive?"

The voice was soft and melodious, but the breath was long, like a whisper like a brittle bell, echoing in the ears of the bandits hiding behind the bushes, and it took a long time before slowly dissipating.

On the mountainside, the monk stood still on a raised rock, his greedy gaze glaring, looking toward the caravan below, or perhaps at the woman.

I saw that the linen clothes on his upper body had already been wrapped around his waist, revealing a dark and strong body, and the bulging muscles were like knives and axes.

"Mother, this little leather lady looks down on our brothers, and the brothers will meet her when they go out, so that she can know the strengths of her brothers. ”

The words were vulgar, the expression was frivolous, and the person who said this was the bandit Wang Qiang who was with the old monk before.

Hearing Wang Qiang's words, the rest of the bandits jumped out one after another behind Wang Qiang, looking lewdly and up and down at the woman's graceful figure.

The barefoot woman, her embroidered eyebrows were frowning, and her fair complexion seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, which did not disperse for a long time, looking at the dozens of bandits who appeared in front of her, her murderous intent gradually rose!

"My lord, please leave these pieces to Paro. ”

In the brigade, several sturdy men strode out of the ranks, and Paro, who took the lead, performed a breast-hugging salute to the women, and then said goodbye.

"But, kill quickly, come back quickly. ”

The woman's voice was cold and cold, and her eyes looked coldly at the dozens of people in front of her, as if looking at a standing corpse.

Then the man called Paro led six clansmen armed with moon-shaped scimitars, and strode forward to the mountain bandits, making a momentum of preparation.

"Damn, this little leather lady looks down on us, haha. ”

Zhao Qiang spat at the big knife in his hand, and then shouted loudly: "The brothers slaughtered the iron-headed baby with Lao Tzu, tied up the little leather girl and went back to drink the celebration banquet." ”

With Zhao Qiang's shout, dozens of mountain bandits behind him had already rushed up, and in an instant, the two sides were fighting in one place, dozens of people fighting seven people, which should have been devastated, but just as the knife was swinging down, one after another amazing knife qi burst out from the seven people, the same destruction and decay, the difference is that the victim and the perpetrator have changed positions.

Seeing that the subordinates who were eager to try just now instantly turned into broken flesh and bones in front of him, Zhao Qiang was first shocked, then panicked, and finally didn't even dare to meet the unwavering gaze of those people, only to hear him shout in a sharp voice like a poultry pinched by the neck:

"Monk save my !!"

The sound echoed through the valley, and the only effect was to startle a few scattered birds, and then there was no follow-up.

The man, who was called Paro, waved his hand to signal his subordinates to return to the column, and he carried his scimitar himself, and walked up without hurrying.

"Damn, the old bald donkey runs faster than the dog, it's bad luck. ”

After scolding a few times, Zhao Qiang stepped forward, and with enough strength, he slashed at Paro's neck, and then only listened

"Bang!", his knife was picked up by the scimitar and flew out.

Paro looked at the person in front of him playfully, and said mockingly: "What about the momentum just now? With your waste-like strength, you dare to be disrespectful to adults, and you will be a beast next time." ”

As soon as the words fell, a sword qi that was even more fierce than just now slashed down at Zhao Qiang's head.

"Done!"

Zhao Qiang said secretly.

Then, at the moment when the knife qi was close to his face, a sudden change protruded, and a figure fell from the sky like "thunder", and the place where it fell was in front of Zhao Qiang, and the sharp knife qi was crushed by this person's foot, and then suddenly fell to the ground, smashing an extremely deep pit on the mountain road.

"Don't be afraid, your grandfather is here"

This person is the "evil monk" who claims to be a Taoist