Xiao Sanzhu has been here for a long time, and he knows the twists and turns in this.

He smiled, and then said: "If my guess is right, someone must have made a fuss about you and Feng Pingxuan, Brother Mo, since it is related to the Demon Dao, then it is not surprising that the Demon Dao slaughtered the people of a city, right?"

He had seen too many things and reasons like this in the past.

Hearing his explanation, a wave of anger rose in Wu Mu's heart. When she was in the big sect before, she naturally had never heard of such dirty things, because the disciples of those big sects were really decent, decent enough to be respectful to a mortal beggar.

Moreover, it is like a dark lamp, Luoshan Country is located in a remote area on the border of Qingzhou, without the constraints of the big sects, the cultivators here naturally dare to do anything!

Just like this incident she encountered this time, even if she didn't use the "Demon Dao" as a cover, adjacent to the 100,000 mountains, the cultivation sect here could also have all this to do with the demon clan.

But then again, are the disciples of those big sects really decent? Wu Mu thought about it, but he couldn't be completely sure.

After all, there are too many characters like Mo Jiu in Rujunyimen......

Xiao Sanzhu told what he knew about a strange thing, and when he saw that Mo Wunian listened, he still looked indifferent, and he smiled with satisfaction: "Brother Mo, I see that you don't care much about this matter, but you are also an understanding person, what about me...... I'll take you to the ancestral land of the demon clan! It's too long to delay here. ”。

He didn't want Mo Wunian and Wu Mu to take care of this kind of thing, to put it mildly, it was to kill and cripple a few cultivators who oppressed the mortal people, and to say it to the big, it was the matter of several sects.

Because the mining of a spiritual vein often involves the interests of several sects. Behind these sects are often the great monks above the five realms of yin and void.

Xiao Sanzhu is a master who cherishes his life, he naturally won't touch this bad luck, and seeing that Mo Wunian doesn't pay much attention to these things, he grinned and smiled, signaling them to hurry on.

"Take a look. But who knows, three words faintly came out of Mo Wunian's mouth.

Speaking of which, of course, he is also a selfish person, who does not have the great ambition of the monks to save all sentient beings and take the initiative to find people who are suffering to help them.

But when things happen in front of him, there is no reason to ignore them, although there is no temporary cultivation, but it is still within the scope of his ability.

"That'...... You can take care of this matter!Don't drag me in!" Seeing Mo Wunian's attitude, Xiao Sanzhu hurriedly avoided him more than ten feet away.

Mo Wunian and Wu Mu didn't stop him, they just let him go, they just met in Pingshui, and they didn't have any fateful friendships, of course he had no reason to stay and touch this bad luck.

Of course, he didn't go far, and after going out of the city for a few miles, he casually found a haystack to lie on it, and said with a dogtail in his mouth: "It's all promised...... Forget it, wait for ten or eight days, if you don't come out, I'll leave!"

He is desperate for his life, but he promised people's things, and there is no reason in him not to help complete it.

The people of Pingchuan County had almost fled, but at this moment, they saw a scolding voice coming from the distant sky: "Okay! I said, why aren't there a few people left in Pingchuan County? It turned out to be a letter from you, a scoundrel!"

Then I saw a short, stocky middle-aged man flying over the sky with the root of a teenager's ear.

The middle-aged man's face trembled and the fat was red, and it looked like he was pinching the young man's ears with a lot of force, but the young man was also very stubborn, and he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word!

"Stop, where are you going, come back to Lao Tzu!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily at the people who were still running away, looking at a city that was almost empty, high in the sky.

With a wave of his fat hand, an invisible barrier wall outside the city rose and trapped everyone in the city.

After doing all this, he landed with the young man, and slapped the young man twice, until the blood at the root of the young man's ear overflowed.

"Ahh......h Isn't that the son of the horseman?"

"Didn't he go to practice with the immortals?"

"Yes, he sent us a few days ago!"

Some people in the crowd also recognized the young man, but they just looked at the fierce appearance of the middle-aged man, and they all looked like frightened horses and wanted to flee in panic!

People didn't believe the young man's words at first, but it wasn't until they accidentally saw that the middle-aged man had killed more than a dozen people in a row that they believed him and began to flee.

"Ma Xiaoliu, you dog-like thing, do you know that if you give them a message, our master and apprentice will have to take their lives!" The middle-aged man became more and more angry the more he spoke, and kicked the young man again, pushing him to the ground.

"Master, I only remember when you started teaching me that cultivation should be done to support the righteous path! But I think that the righteous path should not be supported like this!" The young man got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the middle-aged short and fat man with a pair of clear, black and white eyes.

"What is the right way? What is the right way, the big men say that the right way is what it is! We just do it! And... Is the righteous path also something that you, a little spiritual cultivator, can discuss at will?" The short and fat man saw his eyes, his face was full of anger, his heart was horizontal, and he used spiritual power to gather a gravity in his palm and was about to slap on Ma Xiaoliu's body.

Things have come to this point, and the mortals in Pingchuan County have already run away, and he naturally can't complete the things explained by the sect! He can't take care of the master-apprentice affection, and maybe he can still save his life if he kills his relatives in righteousness.

There is no fairy wind bone in its hideous appearance, and some of them have faces that are even uglier than beasts!

"He has some qualifications to say two righteous words, but you ...... But it's a little disgusting. But at this moment, a faint voice sounded out of harmony.

I also saw a young man in black walking out of the crowd slowly.

The middle-aged man released his spiritual sense and swept around him, and seeing that he had no cultivation, he smiled contemptuously and said, "You are just an ant-like thing!

As he spoke, he unconsciously released his cultivation, and a dull sense of oppression immediately came, making the people lower their heads and not dare to look at him.

But the look on the face of the man in black was always indifferent, his body was straight, and he didn't even look at the middle-aged man out of the corner of his eye. Just stretched out his hand and helped up the boy he had kicked to.

This person is none other than Mo Wunian, for a middle-aged man who can also talk about one or two "righteous paths", he has always been disliked!