The temple door is open, and the yin wind is calling.

The moonlight poured down like water, and the light shone brightly in the ruined temple. The cold moonlight and the yellowing bonfire complement each other, setting off the increasingly gloomy temple.

In the crackling firelight, a rough man, with his upper body exposed, appeared in front of the gate of the Shanjun Temple.

He carried a tiger-headed knife on his back and a cloth bag on his shoulder. The style of the knife is the same as that of the severed head knife on the torture table of the secular dynasty.

The man kicked open the temple door, the sound was like a bell, and he hugged his fists and said: "Xu Xiake, passing by here, join in the fun." ”

Mu Yun immediately used the Nine Shadows Pupil to see him, good guy, a genuine Five Realms cultivator. And his blood is abundant, like a galloping horse, and he is still a rare martial artist!

It is said that martial arts, as a kind of monk, are much rarer than sword cultivation, because martial arts practice boxing is all based on their own flesh and blood and a fist. With bare hands, we must compete with the heavenly princess! This kind of spirit is by no means an idle person.

Wufu is different from sword cultivation, there are no upper, middle and lower three five realms, from one to ten, each realm, two levels higher than other monks.

This means that this man's strength is already comparable to that of the Seven Realms Sword Cultivator! In the vast southern Toadzhou, this man is enough to open a mountain and establish a sect, and even become a guest of a secular dynasty, which is very easy.

Mu Yun's eyes didn't stop, and he quickly thought about countermeasures, definitely, he must let Uncle Wufu get on his own thief ship!

Liu Haoran put down the iron sword, hugged his fists and said, "Liu Haoran, the one next to me is my little brother Ning Caichen." ”

He turned his head and motioned for Mu Yun to report to his home, Mu Yun clumsily learned from him, clenched his fists jerkyly, and said in a low voice: "Ning Caichen of Lanling County, this girl next to me is my maidservant, Caiwei." ”

Xu Xiake's gaze directly skipped Liu Haoran and stared at Mu Yun.

Being stared at by a martial artist of the Five Realms, Mu Yun only felt that the other party's eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to see him through, but Mu Yun was not stage frightened at all, he looked at Xu Xiake for a moment, and asked with a smile: "Brother Xu, is there anything wrong with Caichen?"

Xu Xiake walked into the temple, as if he hadn't noticed anything unusual from Mu Yun, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I'm just surprised that you have such courage at a young age." A scholar, so late, dared to break through the mass grave, wade across the river, and come to this gloomy mountain temple, it can be seen that you have a lot of courage. ”

Mu Yun said helplessly: "It's a shame to say that the family is in the middle of the road, and there are not many entanglements." The residents of the town, when they heard that I was going to travel to the Empty Mountain, refused to stay with us as if they were ghosts. ”

"Cai Wei and I, who had nowhere to go in the wilderness, ran into each other, and when it was dark, we couldn't see our fingers, but we didn't notice the mass grave and the river. At this time, when I heard Brother Xu say it, I felt a chill down my spine. ”

"If I were to go again, I wouldn't dare. After speaking, he glanced at Xu Xiake frankly.

Mu Yun sighed in his heart, he couldn't help but be a martial artist who walked the rivers and lakes, he had seen a lot, and his experience in the rivers and lakes was more vicious than Liu Haoran's kind of chick, and he was immediately listed as a key suspect.

Xu Xiake saw that his eyes were clear, so he didn't suspect anything anymore, and said indifferently: "The rat spirit on the empty mountain is a blessing for the disaster." You said that you were going to Trap the Empty Mountain, but the people didn't throw you into the sinking pond in a sack, which is a great luck. ”

He walked straight to the bonfire, sat down cross-legged, and immediately brought a sense of peace of mind to Mu Yun and the others, worthy of being a martial artist of the Five Realms!

Mu Yun threw the remaining half of the wine gourd to Xu Xiake, who reached out to catch it, without any extra words, and looked up with a bang.

Mu Yunxi smiled, it was really straightforward!

He was worried about how to reason with that rat spirit so that he could obediently hand over the Dong Ling ginseng.

The moment he saw this man, that kind of worry was immediately thrown out of the clouds, and the fist of the martial artist of the Five Realms was not the best reason?

So Mu Yun pretended to be puzzled: "Isn't that sage in the Empty Mountain a kind spirit who abides by his duties, why does Brother Xu have a deep prejudice against him." ”

He said conclusively: "We, the monarch of Yelang Country, even personally repaired the book and sent it to Longhu Mountain, to ask for the name of a mountain monarch for it, how could it be a disaster?"

Xu Xiake scoffed: "Yelang Guojun has a lustful voice, he knows a fart! Even the charming concubine who blows the wind by his pillow doesn't know that he is really an ugly mouse." ”

"What about Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

Mu Yun asked: "Longhu Mountain is the ancestral court of the Daomen of Southern Toad, and there are a lot of immortals on the mountain, how can it be possible to let a rat spirit jump under their noses." ”

When it came to Longhu Mountain, Xu Xiake still retained the respect he deserved, he opened the cloth bag, took out a roast chicken, tore it into four parts, divided them among several people, took his share for himself, roasted it on the fire, and said: "Ordinary people still have the time when the lights are dark, not to mention that Longhu Mountain repairs the avenue, and it is not a quick to subordinate to the government, where the responsibility is, it is inevitable that the concerns are not complete." ”

"Unless that rat spirit blatantly acts for the tiger under the nose of Longhu Mountain, someone will come to clean him up. ”

"But at this moment, the old goblin knows how to advance and retreat, and he is very well disguised, and he has proclaimed himself the title of a sage, and he seems harmless to humans and animals. Dragon and Tiger Mountain Sword Cultivation is the most reasonable mountain person I have ever seen, how can he find its bad luck for no reason. ”

Liu Haoran shook the sword in his hand, and said arrogantly: "Since he is a troublemaker, whether he is honest or not, open its cave mansion and slash it with a sword." ”

Xu Xiake wiped a handful of chicken fat on his head and said with a smile: "What Little Brother Haoran said is very true, I came here for this trip." ”

Mu Yun said: "Brother Xu, do you have a grudge against that 'sage'?"

Xu Xiake shook the ghost head knife on his back, and said heartily: "There is no hatred, but it is not cool to see it." ”

He grinned: "I was originally a head-killing executioner, and suddenly I woke up one day and felt that killing my head was not the life I wanted. Therefore, he resigned from the official position of the last petty official, and set out from the Great Xia Dynasty, all the way to more than ten small countries, enjoying thousands of mountains and rivers. ”

"During this period, I encountered a lot of demons and spirits, and I defiled the luck of the landscape in vain. So I punched arbitrarily, and so far, I have killed no less than 200 demons and monsters, and I have inexplicably advanced to the five realms of martial arts. ”

"Inexplicably advanced to the Five Realms of Martial Arts?" Mu Yun almost spit out the swallowed chicken, this Brother Xu, in terms of the thickness of his skin, is on par with me.

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"Do it!"

After eating and drinking, Xu Xiake instantly took out the knife, and the tiger-headed knife galloped, smashing the statue of Zhongshan Jun.

The dull and colorless idol was slashed in the center of the forehead with a knife, and its appearance was miserable.

The ghost general squatting on it also felt as if he had been struck by a knife on his forehead, and endless resentment, which was as black as ink, erupted from the crack, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a cloud covering the mist, filling the entire ruined temple.

Xu Xiake punched immediately, the shadow of the fist was impenetrable, and more than ten grinning ghosts turned into ashes under his fist.

He came down like a god from heaven, and within ten paces there were no ghosts.

"Brother Xu, I'm here to help you!"

Ranger Liu Haoran, at the moment when Xu Xiake took out the knife, also drew his sword at the same time. But a cold hand grabbed his wrist from behind his back, and pushed him out of the iron sword by an inch, and pushed it back a little bit.

Liu Haoran looked horrified, turned his head and saw a bloody female ghost on his face, sticking to his back, and the laughter was extremely penetrating.

Between each other, the breath could be heard, and she actually uncovered her skull in front of Liu Haoran!

The cerebral marrow inside is slowly squirming and disgusting.

The female ghost took a sip with a very happy expression.

"Uh~Uh-huh"

"Think about it, knock your skull ~~~"