It is rumored that a madman has come near Yaocheng.

Several hunters in the mountains saw it with their own eyes, and they were very miraculous about it.

It is said that in the steep mountains and forests where there are few people, I don't know when and where a ragged madman came. Some hunters saw from afar that the madman was a young man, but he was infinitely large, and he could not even tear a bear or tiger with his hands when he raised his palm.

The madman shook his head along the way, and every few steps he took seemed to be hit by something invisible, and his mouth was constantly whispering and he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Just as several hunters wanted to get closer and listen to what the madman was saying, they just moved their minds when they heard a piercing eagle chirp from the sky, and a golden eagle shadow swooped down from the sea of clouds, frightening a group of hunters to cry and flee for their lives.

The young eagle was covered with golden feathers like the emperor of the eagle, hovering proudly over the mountains and forests, and found the figure of the ragged madman, with its wings fluttering, and the eagle body pulled out a golden silk thread in the forest, which actually fell on the shoulder of the ragged young man obediently, and rubbed his dark face with his head, full of intimacy.

The ragged young man tapped the eaglet's little head with his fingers, and when he saw the eagle's shrewd little eyes, the sight slid to the storage bag on his waist, he spread his hands and smiled helplessly: "The storage bag can't be used yet, go find your little medicine sister." ”

"Hmph, you know it's bothering me. ”

A crisp child's voice sounded, and the light of the ring on the ragged young man's hand flashed, and a beautiful and moving little girl walked out.

The young eagle obviously has a very good relationship with Xiao Yao, and after playing for a long time, Xiao Yao summoned the medicine mill to help the young eagle grind and refine its favorite pill.

The pill is made of medicinal herbs, although it is not as full and delicious as the blood food, but it is better to nourish the flesh and refine the cultivation, the young eagle is tight, and pecks a few pills that have just been refined from the palm of the little medicine into the abdomen, and happily pounces on the wings.

The ragged young man's head twitched for a while as cold and like a sheep's madness, and he looked at the unresponsive storage bag on his waist, and the corners of his mouth were full of bitter smiles.

This ragged and unkempt young man is Chang Xi.

I don't know if it was affected by the void air in the Bishan Mausoleum, after being teleported back to Huizhou, Chang Xi's storage bag could not be opened inexplicably, resulting in the moon rainbow and the sky were locked in the storage space, and he couldn't even take out a change of clothes. Fortunately, he had experienced many days like this in the past, and it didn't matter, and he could clearly feel that the seal on the storage bag was getting weaker and weaker, and it would not be long before it could be reopened.

The young eagle was full of food and drink, fluttering its golden wings and flying to the top of Chang Xi's head, pecking Chang Xi's rough hair and curling it into a comfortable nest to lie in, chirping comfortably.

Hai Dongqing, who is of red gold blood, was born a few days ago, and was given a simple name by Chang Xi, called A Ying. Ah Ying was obviously not picky about the name, and when Chang Xi shouted, it responded with great joy.

Chang Xi remembered that his father said that the simpler the name, the better, the more down-to-earth, the better, so that the little guy's life is not easy to die.

I vaguely remember asking my father why his name doesn't sound rustic?

The young man touched his head and smiled: "Your name is not simple, it is the opportunity that your mother begged for a few days and nights in the temple. ”

Chang Xi smiled, his heart was slightly warm, and his head twitched unnaturally.

The sword bell slowly rotated in the mud pill palace, and the divine consciousness surrounding the bell had disappeared from its original cowardly appearance, and had grown several times, dragging a comet-like tail to hit the bell again, and in the sound of the sword and dragon, the divine consciousness was condensed again.

Since he knew the various mysterious functions of the sword bell, Chang Xi was urging his divine sense to hit the bell almost every minute and second, and the pain was unbearable, so he couldn't help but convulse.

But fortunately, the effect of cultivation was obvious, and now his divine sense had grown to the level of perfection comparable to that of an ordinary foundation building realm, and he could probe the wind and grass within the ten zhang range of his surroundings in isolation. The lines of branches and leaves and the traces of mosquitoes in the divine sense scanning were completely visible, which made Chang Xi quite addicted.

Chang Xi raised his eyes and looked into the distance, although he knew that this should be the boundary of Huizhou, but he still didn't know where this place was, and he couldn't control the sword without Yuehong, so he simply decided to go straight in one direction, hoping to pass through some small towns and towns to ask the place.

After sunset, the moon rises on the branches.

Chang Xi walked on the mountain road, there was a line of golden light circling above his head, the gold and blue colors in his eyes flowed, and the night was like day in his eyes.

Suddenly, his expression moved, Chang Xi turned his head to look back, only to see the torches flickering under the mountain and the formation of a long dragon, which was also mixed with the noisy sound of horses' hooves and wheels marching, coming towards him.

Chang Xi was overjoyed, and hurriedly dodged to the side of the road to stand still, wanting to ask the convoy where it was.

The mountain road is wide, under the light of torches, the figure standing on the side of the road is more conspicuous, and several rough men led by the horse team jumped out of the corner of their eyes when they saw this, and several people pulled out a piece of snow with their swords on their waists.

Chang Xi was stunned when he saw this, and waved his hand repeatedly, knowing that he might have caused their misunderstanding. But he looked at his ragged tattered outfit, and it was necessary to be so cautious that such a dress would make them feel like a great enemy?

The head of the sect with Qi Refining Realm cultivation in his body narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing that this person had no cultivation in his body, he wanted to draw his knife and cut off this stinky meal that was blocking the way, but now they are escorting people to dart all the way, and it is not suitable to make waves again, and then he shook the blade of the knife viciously at Chang Xi, signaling him to get out of the way and not to be an eyesore.

The horse team continued to move forward, and Chang Xi silently retreated to the edge of the mountain road.

If you were to be another cultivator, I am afraid that before that rough man could speak presumptuously, he would have turned into a pile of meat paste on the side of the road.

But Chang Xi is not a person who loves to kill, and he can understand the caution and caution of the dart line when he puts himself in the situation, recalling that Lao Li, who is now the head of the Lin Mansion in Qingyang City, when he took the dart, the two met for the first time, is it similar to what they are now?

The guards with knives on tall horses on both sides of the convoy saw that it was a ragged boy who wanted to eat, and deliberately twisted the horse's body and hit Chang Xi, knocking him off the mountain road. A golden thread flashed violently in the sky, and he was about to lean down and peck off the head of the guard, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but Chang Xi stopped him by transmitting a sound, so he had to hover in the sky again.

No one knew what was at stake.

A gorgeous sedan chair stopped when it passed by Chang Xi, Chang Xi dusted off the horsehair stuck to his chest, his eyes were gold and blue, and he looked up.

The bead curtain of the sedan chair was lightly rolled, revealing the delicate figure of the woman in it, handing Chang Xi a pastry wrapped in a towel, and said in a whisper: "You must be hungry, a few guards are not sensible, please don't go to your heart, the little woman will compensate you." ”

The pastry is slightly hot and very warm to the hands, through the bead curtain, Chang Xi can see that it is a picturesque face, but looking at its two sorrows, listening to its delicate panting, it is obvious that the body is delicate and weak. The woman's two frowning eyebrows have a man's courage and heroism, which is unforgettable.

Chang Xi was stunned for a moment, he seemed to have seen such an eyebrow style somewhere.

In the car, the maid who was waiting beside the master lifted the bead curtain on the other side, and when she saw Chang Xi's pitiful appearance in rags, she waved her hand and said: Eat slowly, don't choke!"

Chang Xi smiled and waved at her.

The convoy was getting farther and farther away, and Chang Xi was not in a hurry to get away, because as long as he followed the wheel prints on the mountain road, he would definitely be able to find the town.

The convoy traveled dozens of miles, and then encountered strange things.

There is a girl in a black dress with a tight half-body corset and a black gauze on her head sitting in the middle of the mountain road, embroidering the wedding dress in her hands, and outlining the appearance of a peony with stitches.

It seemed that tomorrow would be the night of candles in her cave room, rushing to embroider her wedding dress, and more than a dozen carriages and lanterns stopped because of her, and she turned a blind eye.

"I've only walked a few miles, and then another madman came, isn't this crazy woman the same as the stinky one just now, and I'm afraid she's not a toad?

The head of the sect smiled on his face, and it was difficult to suppress the anger in his heart, and tonight one after another people stopped the interception team and made him accumulate a belly of evil fire, and immediately turned over and dismounted, pinched the joints on his hands with a clattering sound, and strode towards the girl who was immersed in embroidery.

Walking a few steps closer, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, this woman said that it was strange, but the delicate figure that was so plump that she could pinch out the water was hard to get.

On the dazzling half-smeared snow-white crisp breast, there are unique lines that represent the most humble identity in the smoke and willow wind and dust, and the unique lines of the goulan woman who are ashamed to show people all her life, and the charming scene in the half-cut black skirt that can't even be covered by the roots of her legs can be seen at a glance, it is really boundless spring, and it is even more attractive than the top official prostitute who is worth a thousand gold at the moment of the spring night in her own Yaocheng Fengyue Building.

The head man approached, but the woman still turned a blind eye and only lowered her head and embroidered peonies.

"Grandma's, even the cheap prostitutes dare to ignore Lao Tzu, I'll let you embroider!"

He was angry, and the big palm of the fan immediately grabbed the woman's shoulder, but his face changed suddenly, and when he reached out, the embroidery needle in the woman's hand was raised and pricked the back of his hand.

The man who licks the blood at the tip of the knife will not frown after being stabbed a few times, what can he do if he is pricked by an embroidery needle?

The head man sneered and was about to give this woman who didn't know whether to live or die a little bit of true color, but his eyes suddenly widened.

His hand can't be taken back.

The woman finally stopped what she was doing, raised her head and lifted the black veil that covered her face, and untied the black veil covering her eyes.

She smiled and said, "I will embroider something other than embroidery." ”

The head of the sect man's face turned pale, and the palm pressed on the woman's shoulder seemed to no longer belong to him, as if it had taken root. He asked involuntarily in a trembling voice, "What are you embroidering?"

The woman's smile is like a flower, but in the eyes of the head man, she is like a female ghost who asks for her life.

"Embroider the blind. ”

The woman suddenly struck out and stabbed two needles in the face of the head man.