Chapter 162: Under Guanyin Mountain
God seems to have made up his mind to make Chang Xi, who was already in rags, even more downcast, and the majestic rain said that it would fall without any prior warning.
Chang Xi carried the tattered black robe full of sores on his body, and smiled bitterly.
The invisible sword qi surrounding his body vibrated out, and not a single foot of rain fell in front of Chang Xi. Ah Ying's cultivation speed with the red gold bloodline can be called a thousand miles a day, and he has advanced to the foundation building realm under the careful nourishment and conditioning of the small medicine, or it will not be long before he can advance to the Jindan realm, and the wind and rain are a piece of cake for it.
The heavy rain is majestic, the mountain road is slippery and muddy, it is the night time, the rolling black clouds cover the sky, and there is no moonlight, which makes people panic.
Chang Xi stepped on the mud with one foot deep and one foot shallow, turned a few hills, looked up into the distance, frowned, why did the long-lit convoy disappear?
There was an eagle's chirp above his head, Chang Xi's eyes narrowed suddenly, his figure was blurred, and Chang Xi's figure was no longer visible on the muddy mountain road.
At the foot of Guanyin Mountain, a bonfire rose in a place where the wind and rain came, and a circle of carriage cars around it overturned in the mud, surrounded by stumps and broken arms and dozens of miserable corpses with bursting eyes, the guards who were cut off their arms fell into the mud stained red by blood, and the broken arms beside him were still twitching, he just wanted to scream, only to hear the sound of breaking the wind, and two embroidery needles responded to the sound.
The two-finger-long needle sank into his head, and the guards were silent.
The three people sat around the campfire, except for the blind girl in black who was embroidered with an embroidery needle in one hand, and the remaining three rough men were dressed very differently, but their appearances were exactly the same as the fierce and vicious appearance in the book.
Jia Yisheng, the second master, had dark skin and fat head and big ears, and threw aside the fine iron guillotine knife the size of the door panel in his hand, and after holding back the evil fire for several months, he pointed to the delicate maid whose clothes were torn to reveal mutton fat and white jade, and his brothers immediately sent the maid with five flowers and big ties to the second master.
In the desperate cry of the maid, the body of several hundred pounds rode the maid to the ground, and he didn't know what pity was at all, so he just picked up his gun and charged, and staged a live spring palace in front of dozens of pairs of eyes around.
How could the maid's weak body and bones withstand such a whipping, she only felt that her whole body was going to be stabbed alive by the soldering iron, she screamed miserably, but she never thought that it would stimulate Jia Yi's beastly desire.
Seeing that there was a sudden resolute look on the maid's face, Jia Yi's eyes showed sarcasm, and she pointed at the maid's tricks, so that she couldn't bite her tongue and kill herself.
The momentum of the conquest became more and more violent, Jia Yi climbed the magnificent undulating peaks and peaks on the chest of the maid with both hands, and the great rivers and mountains were trampled into all kinds of tragic appearances under the iron hooves.
"Cheng Jiaguang is just a maid, she is so smart, it is really enjoyable. ”
After a long battle, the fat pig supported the ground with both hands, and only then slowly stood up from the maid's belly with the support of his guards.
Putting on his clothes, Jia Yi glanced at the maid on the ground, waved his hand and said casually, "Brothers, let's also taste it." ”
A few obscene horse bandits seemed to have long been accustomed to enjoying the leftovers of the second master's family, and at that moment some horse bandits pulled up one of the slender jade legs of the maid and dragged them into the woods without pity, like dragging a lamb to the slaughter.
The blind woman in black faced the woods, and in the picture sketched by her divine sense, the horse bandit who had lost her conscience did everything she could, and there were too many brothers who were waiting for her, and it happened that the woman's cherry mouth was restrained by the second master's point and could not be closed, so she directly turned over and buried her crotch on the maid's face and forced her to do the jade.
The foul language came into her ears, and the woman's miserable humiliation happened in front of her eyes, and the blind girl in black, who was also her daughter, only embroidered peonies with her hands and did not say anything.
The corners of her mouth sneered, her eyes were ripped out of her life, she was bullied day and night, she couldn't survive and die, how could anyone ever pity her?
A mere mortal ant, what does life and death have to do with her?
Can it be more important than the peony wedding dress in my hand?
The rugged man with a hideous scar on his face has a name that is extremely inconsistent with his identity, Jia Ren.
His gaze wandered unscrupulously on the graceful figure of the blind woman in black showing full maturity, crossed the majestic jade peak on the woman's chest, and glimpsed the scarlet lines between the ravines that all men understood the meaning, and finally stopped on the two-petaled vermilion lips that were said to have been tasted by thousands of people.
Although the maid who was rewarded to his subordinates for playing with it was not bad, after all, it was still a freshly picked astringent green peach, which could be as delicious and attractive as the plump and juicy peach in front of him?
But he also knew the blind girl's past and ruthless methods, Rao is cultivation is in the late stage of building the foundation realm, and he also felt that there was a chill rising under his crotch, how could he dare to make further moves. There were rumors on the road that the relationship between her and a worshipper in the Cheng family was strange, and it was impossible to investigate whether it was true or not, which made him quite jealous of this woman.
He said to the blind girl in black: "Aunt Xiuhua, this time, at the request of those two, we took advantage of the opportunity for the ancestors of the Cheng family to lead people to encircle and suppress the evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demons and the evil cultivators to attack the Cheng family and daughter, and they have already formed a mortal enmity with each other, and there is no room for maneuver. According to what was said before, the red flame grass belongs to you, and the goods and women are all ours. ”
The embroidery girl stopped weaving most of the peony in her hand, "Where is the red flame grass?"
Jia Ren turned his head and threw a glance at the horse bandits.
The horse bandit with a wide shoulder and a round waist carried the delicate woman with weak willows and wind that Chang Xi had seen in the sedan chair from the darkness, the delicate woman's eyes trembled, and she saw the maid in the woods being naked and being carried by a dozen red-eyed horse bandits on the shoulders and being humiliated repeatedly, without crying, only hearing the sound of almost suffocating pain swallowing.
She was sad in her heart, as the daughter of the Cheng family, if she suffered this humiliation, what face would her Cheng family have to gain a foothold in Huizhou, and what face would she have to see her ancestors and ancestors?
The horse bandit who was carrying the daughter of the Cheng family was at war in his heart at the moment, looking at the plump buttocks that blocked most of his vision, he had a thief's heart but no thief's courage.
He had never seen such a delicate lady with such a rare appearance in his life, and she was a hundred times stronger than the maid who peeled like a lamb, and he believed that she was a fairy.
This lady may be taken captive by the big boss to be the wife of the village, if he rubs oil at this time, when this woman really becomes the lady of the village, and then blow a pillow wind with the big boss after the night is happy, he will have to move his head the next day.
Jia Ren's eyes narrowed slightly, added a piece of firewood to the bonfire, and said coldly: "Miss Cheng Yao, now that you obediently hand over the Chiyan Grass, you can still consider leaving you innocent." If you don't hand over the Red Flame Grass, when it is rumored in Yao City, the daughter of the Cheng family will be killed by dozens of horse bandits in turn for three days and three nights, what should you do at that time?"
The foul language failed to defeat the persistence of this strong woman, Cheng Yao's eyebrows were desolate, but her expression was resolute, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Without the Red Flame Grass, I will die the same, how can I be cheap to you?"
"What an iron-clad Cheng family daughter, she is really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go. Jia Ren pointed to Cheng Yao and turned his head to his subordinates and smiled: "Collect the things on this mother-in-law's body, wash and dry them and send them to me, anyway, we have already had a quarrel with the Cheng family, and the meat sent to the mouth will not be eaten in vain." ”
Jia Yi held dozens of catties of thick fat on his belly and said with a smile: "Big brother, this delicate lady looks frail, remember not to toss to death, let us have a taste of it when the time comes." ”
Before Cheng Yao could wake up from despair, the broad-shouldered and round-waisted horse bandit rubbed his big hands and was about to use the name of looting to untie Cheng Yao's clothes and rub oil, but his body was slammed, and his outstretched dirty hands stopped in the air.
Cheng Yao was only a few feet away from the horse bandit, and she saw that a golden feather on the center of the horse bandit's eyebrows was deeply submerged, and the red and white things slowly flowed out of the wound as thin as a cicada's wings.
The charcoal crackled in the bonfire, and the blind woman in black stopped embroidering her hands at the same time, feeling that something was wrong, and suddenly turned her head to look behind her in the pouring rain.
The young man in ragged clothes stood in the rain, drizen.
The blind woman in black frowned in pain, and only when her divine sense touched the person, she had a strange illusion of being pierced by a sharp sword, and she shouted in a low voice: "Sword cultivation." ”
The beauty and treasures are all in front of him, and there is a group of loyal brothers behind him, and if he is a good deed, he must become a dead man first.
The corners of Jia Ren's mouth furrowed, and he waved his hand suddenly.
Behind him, several people turned over their horses with knives and rushed into the rain curtain, unstoppable, mud splashed in an instant in the muddy mountain road, the horse's hooves were wrapped in cloth, and the hooves were like thunder.
The ragged youth ran, clenched his fists, and left the wind and rain behind him.