Su Yuxing untied the belt that bound the vermilion lacquer box, carried Mu Yanxu behind him, and then tied it firmly with the belt, and the vermilion lacquer troop was straddled by Su Yuxing in the crook of his arm.

The quality of this belt is good, and there will be a chance to buy a few more in the future.

Su Yuxing exhaled lightly to soothe the emotions in his heart, although he didn't know what the last words of the gray-clothed man meant, but presumably what he would experience after that might be extraordinary.

And when Su Yuxing pushed the wooden cart brought by the gray-clothed man at the entrance of the village and just stepped into the village, he understood the meaning of the gray-clothed man's words.

Su Yuxing looked at the crooked figure walking out of the village path from the various houses in Jia'an Village, slowly untied the belt he had just tied, and at the same time slowly lifted the dark green long cloth on the wooden cart, and the rich medicinal fragrance instantly bloomed from the wooden cart, and even Su Yuxing's mental exhaustion when he smelled this medicinal fragrance was dissipated.

Su Yuxing didn't take a few more sips, but gently put the Mu Yanxu on his back on the wooden cart.

"Senior Sister Yanxu, your identity is too curious. ”

Su Yuxing gently placed Mu Yanxu among those rare and crazy medicinal herbs, slowly closed the dark green long cloth that could cover the smell of the medicinal fragrance, and looked at the person in front of him who was attracted by the medicinal fragrance just now.

No, perhaps it would be most appropriate to call these people living corpses.

Because these people all have fatal wounds on their bodies, their clothes are ragged, their eyes are dull and gray, they are deaf and their heads are pulled, and they do not have the slightest breath of a living person.

Su Yuxing clenched the pocket sword he took out of his arms, and the frost flowed. Fortunately, Su Yuxing had already experienced the fear of death before, so that Su Yuxing could barely maintain his composure in the face of these living corpses.

There was still a little sword qi flowing in Su Yuxing's hundred bones and nine apertures, and everywhere the sword qi flowed, there was a stinging pain. This is the sequelae left by the fight just now, the medicine does not heal and Su Yuxing did not use any strength, but Su Yuxing has already used all his strength. Even if the medicine did not heal and the 'Gu Sheng' was used to heal Su Yuxing's external wounds, the internal injuries of Su Yuxing's body and the injuries caused by the excessive and irrational use of sword qi still existed.

How?

Su Yuxing hesitated in his heart to look at these living corpses that were getting closer and closer, when he was unilaterally abused by the medicine just now, Su Yuxing had already noticed that his moves were too simple, although Su Yuxing could feel the sword qi in his body, and he could also use the sword qi, but he didn't know how to gather this sword qi into one and let it exert its maximum power.

It's like holding a supernatural herb in your hand, and you only know how to eat it in one go, but you don't know how to maximize the effectiveness of this supernatural herb in your hand.

Just as Su Yuxing recalled whether there was a solution to all the things in the past, he suddenly thought of the swordsman.

The handsome swordsman with two swords.

Su Yuxing closed his eyes, not looking at the wounds in front of him, maggots rotting, disgusting, exuding a terrifying aura of living corpses, and the moment when he met that handsome swordsman gradually appeared in the depths of his mind.

This handsome swordsman was very cold, and his voice was cold, and the names of his two swords were also cold, Ice Mist and Thousand Snow.

Su Yuxing recalled the posture of the handsome swordsman holding the sword in his mind, and he could dimly feel the cold aura on the handsome swordsman's body at the beginning. Su Yuxing, who closed his eyes tightly, couldn't help but put on a sword posture, and the tip of the pocket small sword in his hand suddenly had sword qi converging, even Su Yuxing didn't notice that the phantom behind him slowly appeared again, but this time the phantom appeared differently from before, this time the phantom did not appear by the deepest cry in Su Yuxing's heart, but took the initiative to appear, and at the same time, the phantom had bursts of frost on his body.

Su Yuxing closed his eyes and was in front of him, and the pocket sword had been wrapped in sword qi into a three-foot long sword at this moment. Su Yuxing had now forgotten the approaching living corpse in front of him, and he had forgotten where he was now, and his mind was full of the appearance of the handsome swordsman who had stabbed him at the beginning.

The handsome swordsman used a sword for the first time, using Qianxue.

A sword was as strong as ten thousand swords, and in the blink of an eye, it stabbed Su Yuxing's ordinary iron sword into a rusty iron sword that shattered into pieces.

It seems to be the power of a weapon, but in fact, it is a sword piercing into the weak spot.

Su Yuxing thought about the picture at that time in his mind, his chest was slightly cold, and even his palms felt a touch of coldness, Su Yuxing didn't notice that there were also illusory snowflakes around the phantom behind him.

Out of the sword.

Su Yuxing handed it forward, and the sword qi flowing in Su Yuxing's body was like a flood that had broken through, and Su Yuxing's fluttering frost in his pocket sword suddenly became like frost, and he kept trembling and whispering, extremely excited.

It's like a pot of daughter red that has been stored for a hundred years, about to be dug out of the cellar and rediscovered.

A black and stinky palm stretched out, as if sensing the danger, and wanted to dig Su Yuxing's face while Su Yuxing's sword was still handed out.

But Su Yuxing's sword seemed to be slow, but in fact, when Su Yuxing handed over the sword, the sword move had already been made. The phantom behind Su Yuxing also suddenly appeared as snowflakes at this moment, and the snowflakes suddenly condensed into an illusory long sword and handed it forward.

Su Yuxing felt that all the sword qi in his body at this moment, just this sword, was all squandered.

The falling locust flowers in Jia'an Village have been frosted at some point, and the air is filled with a chill.

Su Yuxing, who was extremely weak, slowly opened his eyes, and the flowing frost of the small pocket sword that kept whispering in his hand seemed to be a few inches longer, and the words engraved on the hilt of the flowing frost sword seemed to be a little clearer. Su Yuxing gently brushed away the black and stinky palm in front of him, and this palm fell to the ground with a 'snap' like rotten wood.

With this sound, it was like a butterfly effect, and then the living corpses in front of Su Yuxing fell to the ground one after another.

With this sword, Su Yuxing actually cut off the living corpses in front of him, and the price he paid was also that there was no sword qi flowing in his body, he was empty, and his spirit was extremely weak.

Su Yuxing did not show his extremely bad situation at the moment on his face, but very indifferently put the frost on his hand into his arms, put his two hands on the handle of the wooden cart, indifferently crushed from the body of a living corpse on the ground that should have died a long time ago, and walked to the north without hurrying or slowing.

"The little ones have been so difficult to deal with these years?"

Not long after Su Yuxing left, the living corpses on the ground who had already died again silently climbed up from the ground again, and then an extremely emotional voice echoed beside the big locust tree at the entrance of Jia'an Village.

"He should have exhausted all his strength with that sword just now, and he has no strength left. ”

"Do you dare bet?"

The voice spoken to it fell silent suddenly.

"What matters is not whether the little guy has spare strength, but where he learned that sword. ”

The trunk of the big locust tree at the entrance of the village cracked a hideous crack, "Bang-" A snow-white arm stretched out from the trunk of the locust tree, and then the roots of the big locust tree lying on the earthen wall at the head of the village began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the crown of the locust tree withered, and a gray figure sat on the thick branch.

"It was a pool of clear water, but it was so muddy. ”

The thick trunk of the locust tree was torn apart by the owner of the snow-white arm, and a face like snow-white winter slowly emerged.

"Are we going to be involved in the battle over there?"

The sound of the emaciated figure did not appear on the branches, but suddenly appeared under the locust tree, and the remnants of the emaciated figure on the branches slowly dissipated when they looked up.

That's an appalling speed.

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, but it's a pity that they don't have enough money. ”

The voice of the snow-white face was not as cold as her countenance, but surprisingly gentle.

The emaciated figure slowly draped his coat over the woman who was naked and had a complexion like snow at the moment, and whispered, "Isn't it because none of us can win?"

"Now that you know that you still talk so much nonsense!" The woman with a snowy complexion gathered her coat, and she didn't care about being exposed to others just now, and glared at the slightly thin elegant man beside her, "I will only control the corpse, you will only run away, if only the organization sent some people who can fight." ”

"It's because you and I don't have any combat abilities that we're here. ”

The elegant and thin man didn't care about the woman's words, but bent down to pick up some scattered locust petals, and in an instant, the afterimage floated, and when the elegant man's body stabilized and nodded towards the woman, the woman took a breath of air and exhaled again, but it was an extremely strong aroma.

The corpses in the field that had already been killed by Mu Yanxu stood up again, including Lu Mochen.

"Yo, I can't imagine that there are any good things. ”

The woman's eyes lit up and looked at Lu Mochen, and a tree shadow suddenly appeared behind her, the leaves were swaying, flower petals were falling, and a tiger suddenly appeared under the tree at this moment.

The elegant man did not stop the woman's movements, but looked around, and finally turned his head to look into the village.

"After helping them dispose of the bodies, it's time for us to go. Otherwise, the one from the Jue Martial Academy of Changqi City came, and when he saw this scene, no one would have good fruit to eat. ”

The woman was quite dissatisfied, and looked at the phantom figure of the tiger under the tree behind her, "What are you afraid of, isn't there another one in this village?" And I don't believe that old guy will not know about this matter, maybe he will be involved!"

"You and I don't care who is behind it, you and I just need to do the task of organizing. ”

The elegant man said softly.

After hearing this, the woman was very cautious, and she didn't care about the Cloud Tiger Martial Soul that she coveted, and stretched out her snow-white ten fingers to linger with bursts of rich aroma, and the aroma spread to the village, and those living corpses also began to follow this rich fragrance to a certain place in the village.

Jia'an Village, in the courtyard.

Li'er was still huddled in the corner of the courtyard.

"He's not coming back. ”

"He's back. ”

"He won't. ”

......

The empty courtyard echoed with Li'er muttering to herself, and in a moment it was filled with living corpses, and then one by one the living corpses began to dry up strangely, as if the blood of the whole body had been drained, and then the flesh began to slowly melt again, and for a moment only a skeleton remained, and finally turned into powder, leaving only a bunch of petals.

However, Li'er's complexion and appearance seem to be more feminine, white and tender, as if she already has the appearance of a country and a city.

Su Yuxing, who had already walked out of Jia'an Village and was standing at the foot of Yanlong Mountain, collapsed under the wheels of the wooden cart, looking at the living corpses gathered somewhere in the village, he was still a little afraid in his heart after all, but Su Yuxing's extremely weak mind seemed to forget that he had not done anything, but he couldn't remember what it was.

"By the way, Senior Sister Yanxu is still on the wooden cart. ”

Su Yuxing patted his head, then remembered that he had forgotten something, lifted the dark green long cloth on the wooden cart, and looked at Mu Yanxu's innocent eyes who were embarrassed to steal medicinal herbs. Su Yuxing coughed lightly, looked at Mu Yanxu, whose injuries were slowly healing, a smile finally appeared on his face, and he walked to the handle of the wooden cart again, pulling the cart and walking quickly towards Yanlong Mountain.