Yingjian Mountain is on the right side of the back mountain, and you will pass a large river on the way, because its top is like an eagle spreading its wings, so it is called Yingjian Mountain.

However, at this time, Yingjian Mountain is from the halfway up the mountain to the top of the mountain, the fog is thick, and the top of it is even more foggy, and the form of the eagle's wings is also hidden in the thick fog.

Starting from Xishan Village, there are several small roads to Yingjian Mountain, most of which are a bit rugged, but there are already some footprints on the road, which should have been stepped on by those sect disciples when they went there a few days ago.

Qin Yi, who was walking on the path, suddenly stopped, turned around, bent down slightly, and then looked at another path diagonally below.

At this time, there were several figures on that path, and the one leading the way in front was a villager from Xishan Village, named Qin Changyu, whose hair had begun to turn white, and his face was wrinkled.

Qin Yi sighed, opened his mouth, and finally closed his mouth again.

There is a big age difference between the two, but in terms of generation, Qin Changyu is his elder brother, and the relationship between the two is okay, seeing that they finally took this step, Qin Yi only felt a slight sour in his heart, and at the same time a wave of anger rose.

Damn Hu Ling!

If it weren't for his provocation, how could the villagers of Xishan Village make such a choice, there are many people who lost their lives in Yingjian Mountain, many of them are dead bones, but people die for money, birds die for food, for the poor villagers of Xishan Village, the 'huge' wealth makes them forget their timidity, and they have fought for themselves, but also for their families.

"What are you doing!"

Yuan Lihang held the sword in his chest, frowned, and spoke fiercely, as if he was teaching people.

Qin Yi turned his head and glanced at him coldly, then stood up unhurriedly, patted the dew on his body, and walked forward expressionlessly.

The further you go, the cooler air in the sky gets heavier and heavier,

The slightest mist, like a silk roll, winds up layer by layer, forming an abnormal picture in space.

Looking at the river in front of him, his expression was a little dazed.

When he was a child, his parents would always tell him some strange and grotesque things, many of which were experienced by themselves, and the river in front of him was the Muyang River, a long time ago, the water in the village was taken from the Muyang River, but ten years ago, the Muyang River suddenly dried up a few days, and the river faded out of people's field of vision, and the fierce reputation of Yingjian Mountain gradually rose, and there were fewer people here.

Qin Yi hasn't been here for a long time, and the originally dry river has come out of the water again, but it is far less than it was at the beginning, and the traces of dryness on the surface are still there, but some extended grass and trees have covered it.

Qin Yi went to Yingjian Mountain once, but at that time, Yingjian Mountain was no different from ordinary mountains, but now, it has changed.

"Why are they here?"

At this time, Yuan Lihang, who had not spoken, stepped forward a few steps, and saw several people on the oblique side, his brows tightened.

Qin Yi also looked over, and his heart sank.

In front, another villager from Xishan Village is leading the way.

"You really should have killed Hu Ling in the first place!"

Qin Yi felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, turned around, and said coldly.

Yuan Lihang was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, glared at Qin Yi viciously, and found that Qin Yi had already walked forward, snorted coldly, and then followed behind.

A group of small shrimps also want to get their hands on the medium-grade spiritual vein, which is simply beyond their means!

The water of the Muyang River flows, and the sound of the water crashes against the stones, and on the grass and trees that are sheltered on both sides of the riverbank, making a different sound.

The water flow is not large, and at both ends of the riverbank, there are two large trees, the bark on which has long been worn off, and there are some footprints on it.

Yuan Lihang followed closely behind Qin Yi, stepping on the footsteps under the big wood, relaxed and tight.

And in the upper and lower sections of the river, there are others, too, who cross the river.

The few villagers who led the way, trembling, most of them were called elders, and they were also some of the people who survived to Yingjian Mountain in Xishan Village, and at this moment, they came here again.

"Hmph! I dare to say that you don't, if you want to swallow it alone, why bother to pretend to be this style!"

A familiar voice came into Qin Yi's ears, and with a sudden, he turned around suddenly, with a trace of blood in the corners of his eyes, and a flame in his chest suddenly burned.

The person who came was Hu Ling, the thief's eyebrows, as soon as he found out that it was Qin Yi, he hurriedly ran over, and wanted to mock a few words, but at Qin Yi's angry eyes, for some reason, he couldn't help but shiver, as if a cold air invaded his body.

"Look, I'll just say it's true, you still don't believe it, he just wants to take it to himself. ”

Hu Ling lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly into Qin Yi's eyes, and then said to the people behind him.

There were three people standing behind him, one of them was Qin Tian, a villager from Xishan Village, who was fifty-two years old, with wrinkles on his face and some white hair on his head, and the whole person looked more like sixty-two.

In terms of generation, he is still Qin Yi's nephew.

"Uncle, you're here too. ”

Qin Tian smiled, his expression full of excitement.

"You Jin Haizong also want to intervene?"

At this time, Yuan Lihang walked over slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the two young people behind Qin Tian, and said with bad intentions.

These two young people are the disciples of Jingwujun Jinhai Sect, the young man in a long robe with a thin face is called Ying Wei, and the other young man with his arms exposed, strong muscles, and a relatively strong lower plate is called Jiang Hong.

"This is our Jin Haizong's private matter, and it seems that it is none of your business. ”

Both of them frowned, although they knew the Xuanjian Sect, they didn't recognize Yuan Lihang, but the sword in the other party's hand was a little familiar, it seemed to be the Xuanjian Sect's.

"Qin Yi is right, he should really kill you!"

Yuan Lihang turned his head slightly, looked at Hu Ling, a fierce light flashed in his expression, Hu Ling shivered, as if he had entered the depths of winter, shivering with cold.

"Let's go!"

Ying Wei took a deep breath and then roared.

Hu Ling silently raised his head and looked at Yuan Lihang, he was infinitely panicked, but when he turned his gaze to Qin Yi, he immediately had a vicious and viper-like look, as if he was going to cut Qin Yi on the spot.

Qin Yi glanced at Yuan Lihang, sighed silently, and walked forward.

No one is a fool, even if the disciple of the Xuanjian Sect next to him is scheming, he is also able to catch him, what he said just now is to completely push Hu Ling and himself to the mortal enemy, although he himself wants to kill Hu Ling, but this feeling of persecution makes him very unhappy.

But the other party has his back against the great sect of the Xuanjian Sect, even if he has the strength to defeat the other party, he still doesn't dare to make a move.

Strength is everything!

After crossing the river, the ground is a little calmer, the vegetation is more abundant, and the cool air is a little heavier.

Drops of pale blood beads fell from Qin Yi's sleeves, and there was no trace in the abundance of grass and trees.