The night was like water, and in the inn near Xinxiangyuan, Li Xian and Sun Youcai finished eating the beef noodles prepared by Liu Changgeng, the shopkeeper.

The room for one person is not big, and it is not as luxurious as in Qingyang City.

Liu Changgeng, who had been busy all day, took his son and just came back from a circle outside.

After tomorrow, I will only focus on business, and only tonight there will be some time to see the peonies blooming in the fragrant garden.

The light at night is not good to look at, but for those of them who need to support their families, there are not many regrets.

Life should be like this, they are used to working hard all their lives, appreciating the wind and the moon, vassals and elegant things, they don't have that talent, and they don't have that time, eating a full stomach and living a good life are more important than anything else.

Good life, vote for a good family in the next life, maybe you can be the same as those people, the beauty is on the side, the small guys are in groups, enjoy the beautiful scenery, sigh a sentence of rivers and mountains are good, the interest is coming, learn the poetry of the ancients, maybe you can occasionally make a famous story or something.

"Young Master Xian, let's go back and rest first, Ming'er, you have a good time, if you're hungry, come to me, there is nothing good, only a bowl of beef noodles, if you don't dislike it, it's enough." When Liu Changgeng came back, he happened to meet Li Xian and Sun Youcai, who were just about to go out.

"Uncle Liu, don't say that, I like your taste, it's been a busy day, hurry back and rest, I'll go out for a walk." ”

An old man and a young man said goodbye to each other, and Li Xian and Sun Youcai left Xinxiangyuan.

When he arrived at the door, Li Xian asked him to go back.

Idle is also idle, just eat and go out to eat.

He has no mobile phone, no other entertainment activities, he has the habit of recognizing the bed, and the long nights are long, and he can't sleep even if he lies down.

"Young master, otherwise, I'll go with you. "The personal servant Sun Youcai always remembers his mission.

"There are inns everywhere around here, so many people come from all over the world, if there is something to shout, everyone has come out, what is there to follow. After finishing speaking, Li Xiantou left without looking back.

I've been here for so many days, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to having someone behind me all day.

Sun Youcai didn't hesitate and returned to the inn.

He couldn't sleep either, he was five miles away from the door across the mountain, and he looked at the east to take a closer look, but he still didn't see the shadow of the young master.

Li Xian didn't go far, but when he got to the ginkgo tree, he stood for a while, looked up at the sky, the sky was full of stars, and it was as bright as a river.

The cool breeze blew, and the cold did not shiver.

There are not many mosquitoes, and they suffer less from unbearable skin and flesh.

The wind was not strong, and there were leaves falling.

Li Xian didn't care about it at first, but soon found that the ginkgo tree was dropping more and more leaves.

It's not autumn, it's the summer when the leaves are blooming, and if there is no wind, how can it fall so much?

What's in the tree?

Because the whole tree was too tall, Rao is Li Xian circled around the tree, and the branches and trunks dozens of meters high were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Thinking that so many masters left by Tang Que might be secretly protecting themselves, Li Xian didn't think so much, even if it was some small shrimp, without doing it himself, those people could kill him.

Sitting on the stone bench with his back against the tree, he couldn't hear the slightest sound in the mountains and forests outside Qingyang City.

He lay with his eyes closed for a while, until some small sound sounded out of nowhere.

Li Xian got up to check, and turned along the official road into the grove over there.

There is no extra thought, in the dark suburbs, if you encounter a lonely girl who falls into the hands of a villain, it is not a matter of course for a hero to save beauty......

Before Li Xian could save the beauty along the hero and think about making a promise with his body, the voice became clearer and clearer, and it was the sound of weapons colliding.

Someone is fighting.

Lee Hyun followed the sound and snuck along the edge of the weeds, hiding in the shadows, finally seeing what was happening.

A dozen people besieged four or five, and they were almost unable to parry the men.

There were no imaginary women, and there were several corpses on the ground that might have been out of breath.

Li Xian covered his mouth with his hand.

Today I finally encountered a bloody scene that I have seen countless times in the novel.

The number was already at a disadvantage, a dozen people were crushing four or five people, and after several sieges, there was only the last young man covered in blood.

The man was not very old, about twenty-five or sixteen years old.

Holding a sword in one hand and protecting the things in his arms with the other, he said in a resolute voice: "Don't be delusional, even if there are seven steps of blood splattered today, I won't hand it over." ”

"Don't you recognize the situation? There are eighteen of us, and you are alone. Don't fucking tell Lao Tzu, you still want to shout that although tens of millions of people are going to me. Leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, you have always heard of it, hand over the things, you can still leave a small life, we will not kill people, and we will want to seek revenge on us in the future, and accompany us at any time. "The leader, like the other dozen subordinates, is unmasked and burly, and at first glance he looks like the kind of green forest hero, or a Jiangyang thief who kills people without blinking.

Obviously, tonight I'm afraid it's the latter.

"Stop dreaming, come on, how about going together. The young man bit the blood on his lip and shouted out words to embolden himself and others.

Eighteen people didn't talk nonsense, and rushed up.

The young man didn't know what to take out of his bosom and quickly threw it out.

The sound of breaking through the air was heard, followed by a lot of hidden weapons flying towards a dozen people.

Unexpectedly, a poor worm who had no way out would have such a means, and a dozen people who were a little careless quickly dodged.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the young man flew and leaped, taking advantage of the fact that one person had not yet established himself to dodge the hidden weapon, kicked one person to kill a bloody path, and rushed out of the encirclement in a few jumps, and ran towards the dense jungle over there.

Those men reacted just as quickly, dodging hidden weapons and chasing after them.

The young man who has been injured, this opportunity to sacrifice his life just now is slowly disappearing.

A dozen men caught up with him, and one of the besiegers kicked him in the chest.

The young man flew upside down and landed on the ground a few meters away.

He still held the sword that had followed him for many years in his hand, and the other hand covered his chest.

"Did you run away? Let you run away, wouldn't the names of our eighteen bandits in Niutou Mountain laugh off their big teeth. The leader finally stopped worrying about the fact that the guy, who was already seriously injured, could continue to jump over the wall.

Where did you jump, did you run?

The young man, who knew that he had nowhere to retreat, threw away the sword in his hand: "It's a pity that I didn't find a few pads before I died." ”

"Don't blame our brothers on the Huangquan Road, be an ordinary person in the next life, don't shed so much muddy water. The leader had a sword in his hand and swung it out.

"Stop!"

Li Xian didn't expect that one day, the vulgar drama of "keeping people under the knife" and "the holy decree arrived" appeared on him, and he shouted.

There is Ming Yuan, and there are more than a dozen masters who secretly don't know where they are, and the victory is in hand, and the young man in front of him can't see death and not save him.

Eighteen people looked at the barren mountains and mountains at about the same time, and out of nowhere, a boy who looked quite young came out of nowhere.

The young people on the earth are also stunned, is it really the road of endless heaven?

But this person is too young, he died in vain, and he pulled an innocent cushion on his back before he died, which is a big sin.