The crow was on the branch, and crowed hoarsely.

The corpses of the woods were lying in a row or eight, and their faces still had the last horror on them.

A large man in a gray coat and a fox fur hat led his horse through the criss-crossed, deadly piles of corpses.

His steps were steady, his eyes were resolute, and the blood stains on his body had long since dried up.

He is like a stone, even in the face of ten thousand years of wind and frost, he will not change his temper and ambition.

Out of the woods, there is a path.

The trail leads to the edge of the Green Lake.

Dahan stood by the lake, looking at Dingzhou City on the other side, and took a deep breath of the cool air blowing from the river. The originally boiling qi and blood, as well as the scorching killing intent, slowly calmed down.

I don't know why, though.

But Dahan has an intuition.

As long as he pushes the light power to the extreme, he can step on the river.

Although there is at least a distance of several miles from the fishing island to the shore.

Wow... ！

Amid the sound of the water, a small boat approached.

The big man tensed his nerves, and when he saw that there was a young man under ten years old standing at the bow of the boat, not only did he not relax his vigilance, but instead used the true qi in his body, which was surging endlessly and growing every moment, to the extreme.

There have always been rumors on the rivers and lakes that old people, women, children, monks, Taoist priests, beggars... These are the least likely to provoke the kinds. Especially, when the scene that does not suit them appears, they appear again.

"Is it Mr. Xiao?" the young man shouted at the big man as he stood at the bow of the boat.

Dahan nodded, and then replied, "It's Xiao!"

After that, the big man stared at the young man, and found that in his memory, the young master who had an impression was not the person in front of him, so he slowly asked, "I have an enmity with you?"

The young man shook his head: "I don't have a grudge, I just heard Mr. Xiao's name." ”

This big man, naturally, is Xiao Shili, who has caused a sensation in the rivers and lakes recently, and even spread his reputation to the ears of ordinary people.

"Then you also want me to inherit the Huoli Daoist?" Xiao Shili asked again.

The young man still shook his head: "Don't! In this world, I don't care about the so-called peerless martial arts, and I don't have to look at the rest of the things, at most it is worth watching a little." ”

"Compared to peerless martial arts, I would like to read some ancient books... Especially the kind of 'nonsense', full of nonsense and nonsense in ancient martial arts classics. ”

Xiao Shili did not question that the young man was blowing or lying.

People like him have long been no stranger.

It has long been accustomed to the fact that some people are self-righteous and make any assertions.

"Then why are you here?" Xiao Shili said, flying on board the ship.

Although he knew that at this time, the young man who appeared here must not be easy to mess with.

But he Xiao Shili is even more difficult to mess with.

Those who thought he was easy to provoke had already used their lives to realize this mistake.

And there is no chance of repentance.

"To ask Mr. Xiao a question. The boy replied.

This teenager is, of course, Lin Xi.

"What do you want to ask?" Xiao Shili asked.

He didn't say he answered, or didn't answer.

He was not obligated to answer any questions from Lin Xi.

"I want to know... Mr. Xiao, have you broken some kind of restriction and obtained something similar to... The blessing of the power of heaven and earth. Lin Xi stared at Xiao Shili, his eyes shining with a leaping aura like firelight.

Faced with such a sight, Xiao Shili was inexplicable and suddenly opened the conversation.

"Yes! In the battle of Huangsha Pass, Xiao opened the bridge between heaven and earth and entered the innate peerless realm. I often feel that between heaven and earth, there is a huge force that is boundless, as if it can be leveraged. Xiao Shili said.

Lin Xi didn't control Xiao Shili's mind.

It's not that Lin Xi doesn't want to do this.

It's that he can't do it.

Xiao Shili's will is very firm, far surpassing Liao Zhifang, who was enslaved by Lin Xi.

If Lin Xi wanted to forcibly control Xiao Shili, in this world where the aura of heaven and earth was different, he was only afraid that he would have to exhaust the accumulated negative emotions in order to pry heaven and earth and obtain the power he needed.

Therefore, Lin Xi just 'charmed' Xiao Shili.

Let Xiao Shili have a good impression of himself.

Be willing to say more.

Of course, this 'favorability' is limited.

If Lin Xi did anything that harmed Xiao Shili, or asked questions that stimulated the other party's inner sensitivity too much, Xiao Shili would resist and break free from this illusion of favor.

"Have you entered the innate realm?" Lin Xi was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the answer was quickly denied.

If it is so simple to pry those heaven and earth auras that are inexplicably blocked.

Then, the martial arts of this world will not decline to this point on the surface.

Although there are not too many innate realm martial artists on the rivers and lakes, there are still so many.

Their strength may be very strong, but they may not be stronger than Xiao Shili at this moment.

Lin Xi looked at Xiao Shili again.

He didn't think Xiao Shili was lying.

The boat slowly came to shore.

Xiao Shili jumped ashore.

Turning around and clasping his fists, he said to Lin Xi: "Thank you, little brother, for crossing me over, I will be free another day, please drink." ”

Lin Xi arched his hand and said, "Mr. Xiao has been careful all the way! Some things on the island before were just appetizers, the real highlight... But we're still waiting for us!"

Since Liao Zhifang wants to make a profit from the fisherman, of course there are more people who have the same idea.

There are some questions that cannot be answered by Xiao Shili.

Then Lin Xi decided to witness it with his own eyes and look for it on Xiao Shili's body.

Xiao Shili left, and what was waiting for him was bound to be bloody and bloody.

What Lin Xi said was not wrong at all.

In the next few days, Xiao Shili had to face a large number of enemies every day.

Some of them challenge openly, and some of them attack secretly.

There are those who poison and there are those who set traps.

All means have been exhausted, exhausted.

And Lin Xi also witnessed Xiao Shili, from the combat effectiveness that could be compared to the foundation building period, soared all the way to a level comparable to Jindan.

When he fought in the North Python Mountain, he hit it with one palm, and he already had the power to split the mountain and break the mountain. Those ordinary warriors, in front of him, were extremely weak.

Compared with ordinary martial artists, Xiao Shili is fundamentally another style of painting.

It's like in the martial arts world of Old Man Jin, and suddenly there is an extra step in the clouds...

Compared with the Jindan monk, the martial artist's straightforward means are a little more fierce and decisive.

And Lin Xi really found that Xiao Shili's 'progress' did not seem to come from himself absolutely.

Perhaps the exercises he cultivated had a certain boosting effect.

But that was by no means the main cause of his rapid progress.

It was an external factor that was pushing him, helping him break a certain restriction and forcibly pour the originally closed heaven and earth aura into his body to improve his cultivation.

In Dingzhou City, there are more and more stories about Xiao Shili.

The storytellers in large and small teahouses and restaurants, their stories have changed several times.

Many people love to hear it.

Although I can't be happy in the rivers and lakes, but listening to the deeds on the rivers and lakes, people feel as if they have experienced these life and death disasters.

Among the tens of millions of people, they fought a bloody road, fought alone in the rivers and lakes, and stained the mountains and rivers with blood.