On this day, a group of people dressed as villagers came down from Hunting Lumen Mountain, and several of them carried a sack and walked slowly to the mountain gate.

Han Yuanyuan was on duty in front of the mountain gate at this time, and when he saw this group of villagers, he frowned, the Deer Hunting Gate is a sect of cultivation, and few villagers usually come over.

"Stop, what are you doing?" he naturally had to ask for clarity before deciding whether to let them go up the mountain.

"Hello, is this the Deer Hunting Gate? Let's look for the master of the Deer Hunting Gate!" The villager led by him was not an ordinary farmer, and there was a faint aura circulating on his body, and he should have cultivated to the stage of gathering spirits.

"See the door master, who are you, what is the matter with the door master?" Han Yuanyuan asked, these people are all dressed as villagers, but he can't tell if they are ordinary villagers, and they are carrying a huge sack, what can ordinary villagers have, at most it is just food, this sack does not look like food, but a bit like a person.

"That's right, there is a son named Zhan Qingxiao who asked us to bring this thing to the master of the Deer Hunting Gate. He pointed to the bags of hemp carried by the villagers behind him, and said with a simple smile.

"Senior Brother Qingxiao, what is this thing?Open it and take a look!" When he heard that it was someone sent by Zhan Qingxiao, his expression was relieved, and he said curiously.

"Little Five, put the things down and open them. He said to the man behind him who was carrying a sack.

Then the villagers put down the sack and opened it, and Han Wonwon saw that there was a person in the sack, but it seemed that he had passed out.

He took a closer look, he couldn't forget this person's face, it was Han Yang!

It turned out that Zhan Qingxiao planned to leave after resting in Yangliu Village for a night last night, so he asked Yang Hu from Yangliu Village to send Han Yang to the Deer Hunting Gate and let Zhang Xueqing handle it by herself.

"Come with me up the mountain. Han Yuanyuan said, and then planned to take them to see Zhang Xueqing.

Zhang Xueqing in the deer hunting gate looked at the food in front of her, she couldn't eat it, Wan'er had been gone for a day, and she didn't know how she would follow Zhan Qingxiao and whether she would encounter any danger. As a mother, she is naturally very worried about her daughter.

"Door master, if you don't eat it again, this meal will be cold!" said Ning Ying on the side.

"Alas, Wan'er has never left the deer hunting gate, and I am very worried about this departure, and I don't know if she is doing well, whether she eats to her liking, and whether she sleeps soundly. She said worriedly.

"Door master, Wan'er has only been away for a day, and you miss her like this. Knowing this, why did you agree to Qingxiao taking him away in the first place?" Ning Ying comforted her.

"Actually, as soon as Qingxiao came to the Deer Hunting Gate, I felt that this kid was not a thing in the pool, if he stayed in the Deer Hunting Gate, it would indeed be too wasteful of his qualifications, so his departure, I agree. After all, Maohai City is only so big, and he needs to get along with more masters to become stronger. And Wan'er, you and I were helpless at that time, and even used the deer hunting bow to exchange for the materials of the Scorching Jiaohua Blood Array, but we were deceived by this guy Li Yichen! It was Qingxiao who rescued him, and he also guided Wan'er to cultivate, so he wanted to take Wan'er away, also for her good. Zhang Xueqing sighed and said.

"Who would have thought that Qingxiao would be able to get the inheritance of the Great Sky Emperor at such a young age, and I have seen Wan'er fight with the seventh-order demon spirit beast, and the exercises she cultivates are simply overbearing, and they should be heaven-level exercises. This heaven-level exercise is taught, and Qingxiao is also very good for Wan'er. Youxiao looked at her, what can happen, you can rest assured! Come, eat. Ning Ying said and continued to urge her to eat something.

Zhang Xueqing was a little relieved when she heard her say this, so she picked up the chopsticks, and suddenly a voice came from outside the door: "Door master!

"Hmm, why does it sound like Xiao Yuan's voice? Shouldn't he be on duty in front of the mountain gate at this time?Could it be that something is going on in front of the mountain gate?" she guessed as she listened to the voice.

"Door Master, Senior Brother Qingxiao!" Han Yuanyuan ran over panting.

Zhang Xueqing heard him talk about Zhan Qingxiao, and her heart "chuckled", her heart couldn't be that something happened to Zhan Qingxiao, right?

She quickly got up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Master of the Gate...... Nothing happened to Senior Brother Qingxiao, and he even sent someone to give you a big gift!" Han Yuanyuan said after a short pause.

Hearing that Zhan Qingxiao didn't go out, one of her tense strings loosened, and then asked in confusion: "Qingxiao gave me a gift? What is it?"

"It's in the Hall of Torture, just go and see for yourself!"

"The Hall of Punishment Names?" she was stunned for a moment, she was very puzzled, why did the things that Zhan Qingxiao gave her bring to the Hall of Punishment Names? This Hall of Punishment is usually where the Deer Hunting Sect deals with disciples who have made mistakes, and it has always been in charge of Xiang Qing.

After coming to the Hall of Punishment, she saw that Xiang Qing was already sitting on the second chair very majestically, as if waiting for something. In addition to some disciples, there are also a few people dressed as villagers.

She walked over, sat down on the first chair, and then asked Xiang Qingdao, "Elder Xiang, what happened? Didn't you say that Qingxiao sent a big gift? Why did you still put out the posture of the Hall of Punishment?"

"Door master, it was Qingxiao who gave a big gift, this is really a big gift! Come on, bring Han Yang up!" Xiang Qing said.

"Han Yang?" she was furious when she heard this name, more than a hundred disciples had died in the Deer Hunting Sect that time, all thanks to Han Yang. Moreover, she has been looking for a long time, but she has never been able to find the lair of the Black-clothed Sect, and she has been unable to avenge her disciples, which has also become a pimple in her heart.

Then she saw several disciples carrying Han Yang, who looked like a dead dog, up and throwing him to the center of the hall.

She stepped forward and carefully looked at Han Yang, who had a slight breath, knowing that he was not dead yet. However, Han Yang, who was originally cultivated in the fugue period, now has no trace of spiritual power, and the tendons and limbs of his whole body have been broken.

"Who brought it?" she asked.

"The master of the door is this Yang Hu brother from Yangliu Village. Han Yuanyuan pulled Yang Hu in front of her and introduced.

"Have you seen Qingxiao, how did he make Han Yang like this?" she asked softly.

Yang Hu can also be regarded as a cultivator, and when he saw the unique momentum of the head of the sect exuded by Zhang Xueqing, he was not cowardly, and said: "Master Zhang, I have seen Brother Zhan, how did he make Han Yang like this, I didn't see it. At the beginning, he brought a little girl to Yangliu Village in a sloppy dress......"

Then he told her everything that had happened, but when he heard the movement and rushed over, all the people of the Black-clothed Sect had already fallen down, and even the sect leader was already dead.

"Brother Zhan said that he still has important business to leave, so let's take Han Yang to the Deer Hunting Gate and hand it over to the door master. In the end, he said, in fact, Zhan Qingxiao also recommended him to practice in the Deer Hunting Gate, but he knew that it was not suitable to talk about this now, so he didn't say it.

"I didn't expect Qingxiao to be so organized, and his strength is already so strong?" She was extremely shocked in her heart, knowing that Zhan Qingxiao's qualifications were extraordinary, when Xiang Qing first met him, he was in the forging period, and when he arrived at the Deer Hunting Gate, it was already the spirit gathering period, and it was only two months before he reached the awakening stage. And when he went down the mountain, it seems that his strength has increased a lot, and even the combination of the Ming Heart Period and the Fugue Period is not his opponent?

"Hiss!" Xu heard the movement, Han Yang woke up slowly, the pain in his whole body made him hiss, and then he opened his eyes and saw the situation around him at a glance.

At this time, he was already like ashes, and now that he had fallen into the hands of the Deer Hunting Gate, they would definitely not let him have a good time, and now he only begged Zhang Xueqing to kill him in a fit of anger, so he planned to start provoking Zhang Xueqing.

"Haha! Is Lao Tzu back in the deer hunting gate? hahaha......"

"Han Yang!" Seeing that he woke up, everyone stared at him with angry eyes, as if they wanted to eat him alive.

"Haha! Zhang Xueqing, why are you looking at me with such eyes? What if Lao Tzu falls into your hands? But Lao Tzu also killed more than 100 people in your deer hunting gate, and it is not a loss! Haha!"

"Door Master!, my Senior Brother Qin, died under his palm!Please let me kill him to avenge Senior Brother Qin!" Han Yuanyuan said angrily.

"Sect Master, my Senior Sister Zhou was also killed by the people of the Black-clothed Sect he brought!

"My Senior Brother Lin is very talented, and he is only thirteen years old, and he is already in the awakening period, and he also died at the hands of the Black-clothed Sect......"

The surrounding disciples were all resentful, and they all strongly demanded to kill Han Yang.

"Haha! I remember you! It's that tall man, isn't it? He tried to stop me, and I slapped my head in the head, and he died on the spot......!

"Door Master!" Han Yuanyuan was so excited by him, the anger in his heart had reached its peak, and Senior Brother Qin, who took good care of him, was slashed to death by him with one palm, and he was already eager to crush him to ashes at this time.

"Don't say anything! I don't want to kill him? But it's too cheap to kill him! Take him to the deer hunting tomb, tie him there, and whip me every day!"