Zhao Ziming looked around, found the key on the wall, untied the chains on the three women, and removed the wooden sticks from their mouths.

"Thank you, Shaoxia. The three of them knelt down together and kowtowed to him again and again, Zhao Ziming was about to help each other, but found that the three of them vomited blood and fell to the ground and died.

Aunt Qiu's eyes turned red, "They bit their tongues and committed suicide." After speaking, he couldn't hold back any longer, and walked out of the cellar with tears in his arms and Ling'er.

Zhang Er's two subordinates were still standing in the courtyard, Aunt Qiu was angry, and with a flick of her fingers, two silver needles flew out and shot into the eyebrows of the two people, resulting in their lives.

Three new graves were added to the snow, and Zhao Ziming, Aunt Qiu, and Ling'er each bowed three times, were silent for a while, and turned to leave.

Aunt Qiu hugged Ling'er, while Zhao Ziming pulled the carriage, and the three of them drifted apart. Behind them, orange flames swelled and danced, devouring the thieves' lair, burning to ashes along with their sins.

Stepping on the snowy road, the three of them were not in high spirits, and walked without saying a word, and I don't know how long it took, when suddenly, the heavens and the earth brightened, and the sun came out from behind the dark clouds, and the golden sunlight sprinkled all over the earth.

"Out of the sun!" Ling'er clapped her palms and cheered.

Aunt Qiu put down Ling'er and watched her bouncing on the snow, jumping with joy and a smile on her face.

Zhao Ziming raised his head, squinted his eyes at the sky, his restless heart slowly calmed down, and a warm current in the dantian dispersed into his whole body, but he inexplicably broke through the bottleneck, and his internal force advanced to the fourth layer.

A month later, from the day of departure, Zhao Ziming and the three of them had been walking for two full months, traveling no less than thousands of miles, and finally came to Yulin County.

At this time, it is nearly March, the weather is warmer, the river is thawed, the grass and trees are branching, the birds are chirping everywhere, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.

Yulin County is rich in beautiful jade, famous throughout the country, talking about prosperity and wealth, in the twelve counties of the Great Departure Country, it ranks among the top three.

Zhao Ziming stood outside the city, looking at the city wall as high as more than 20 zhang, dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time, he never thought that the city tower could be so majestic.

The city gate is five zhang wide, can accommodate eight carriages in parallel, through the city gate, into the city, the wide streets crisscross and crisscross, exquisite and tall houses are lined up one after another, people come and go on the street, traffic is busy, all of them are rendered into the word prosperous, and Zhao Ziming is breathless.

If the fireworks in the world are like this, what do you want in the heavenly fairy palace?

Aunt Qiu took Zhao Ziming and Ling'er to wander around the city, Zhao Ziming was deeply shocked by what he saw and heard, and rarely spoke, but his eyes did not stop for a moment, and the novelties and things were the same.

Since Ling'er entered the city, the laughter like silver bells has not stopped, and it is the first time in the months since she fled that she has been so happy.

At dusk, the three of them walked into the largest restaurant in the city, Cuihua Building.

Cuihua Building is divided into three floors, the lowest floor covers an area of several acres, it is not inferior to the martial arts field of the young wolf village, the area is wide, the decoration layout is also extremely exquisite, the carved railing and painting building, the style is elegant.

The three of them found a place by the window and sat down, Aunt Qiu ordered a large table of good dishes, and after the meal, she asked for a pot of good tea, and poured it slowly, as if waiting for someone.

As the night deepened, people gradually returned, and in Cuihua Building, Zhao Ziming hugged Ling'er, who had already fallen asleep, and was also sleepy, and yawned a few times.

Aunt Qiu finished tasting the sixth pot of tea, put down the cup, and took out something from her arms, but it was a crescent moon jade pendant, she hung it around Zhao Ziming's neck, looked at him gently, and said, "Qianming, promise Aunt Qiu one thing, okay?"

Zhao Ziming said: "Although Aunt Qiu commanded, as long as Qian Ming did his best, he would not refuse." ”

Aunt Qiu said slowly: "Five years later, if you become a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, you will take this thing to Chudong County, Huaiyang Prefecture, and ask to see Ji Ruoshui, the deputy master of the Cold Moon Gate, at that time, she will tell you what I asked for." ”

Those who practice martial arts are called third-rate masters if they have reached the fifth or sixth level of internal strength, those who have reached the seventh and eighth levels are second-rate masters, and those who have reached the ninth level are first-rate masters.

Zhao Ziming pondered for a moment and said, "Aunt Qiu, it is very difficult to reach that step within five years. ”

Aunt Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "I understand, but if it is more than five years, I am afraid that what I ask for has become a phantom, right now, only you have a glimmer of hope to help me, and I only believe in you." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Ziming seemed to have a string in his heart that was touched, and he said word by word: "Aunt Qiu, in five years, I will go to Hanyuemen." ”

Aunt Qiu touched Zhao Ziming's head and said softly, "Thank you, Qianming." ”

The cool breeze blew and made the doors and windows shake non-stop, Zhao Ziming only felt that a black shadow flashed in front of him, and when he looked at it, there was one more person opposite Aunt Qiu.

This person wore a silver mask on his face, a three-inch beard under his chin, a gray cloth robe, and a tall posture.

"Autumn frost girl, long time no see. He picked up the teapot and poured the tea, but found that the tea was exhausted, and he was stunned, chuckled, and put the teapot down.

Qiushuang exclaimed: "Brother-in-law, what's the matter...... Why are you here in person?"

He stroked his beard and smiled: "Your sister is very worried about you, so she called me here." After speaking, he looked sideways at Zhao Ziming's arms, "Is this Ling'er? I haven't seen you for a few years, but you've grown so big." ”

He was about to say something, but suddenly, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded from far and near, and the cups and plates on the table trembled slightly.

He got up and faced the door of the restaurant, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Qiushuang, protect Ling'er, and when I send the pursuers, we will go back together." ”

"Hmph, what a big breath!" An eight-foot strong man carrying a big hammer appeared at the door of the restaurant, and walked in step by step, with every step he took, the ground trembled, and Zhao Ziming was terrified.

"Your Excellency is the first Divine Guard of the Divine Guard Battalion?" the masked man said lightly, unconcerned about the power displayed by the strong man.

The strong man slammed the sledgehammer on his shoulder to the ground, smashed the hardwood floor into a few cracks, and said in a muffled voice: "I am the fifth divine guard, who are you?

The masked man sneered, "You don't deserve to know my name. His body moved, and he moved to the front of Ying Lei, and with his left hand, he raised his middle two fingers and pointed at Ying Lei's chest.

Zhao Ziming's eyelids jumped, he didn't see the masked man's movement trajectory clearly at all, if he was against him, this alone would be enough to make him die several times.

Ying Lei seems to be clumsy, but his movements are very dexterous, his horizontal palm is a knife, and when he cuts down his chest, he cuts directly at the enemy's wrist. The masked man withdrew his left hand and took his right hand straight to Ying Lei's waist. Ying Lei was on the side of his body, raised his fist and smashed down angrily.

The masked man was as light as a fox, and he turned around with a reluctant step, turned behind Ying Lei, and pushed with both palms. Ying Lei only felt a sharp pain in his lower back, he was unstable on his feet, he leaned forward two steps, he roared angrily, and took a sledgehammer in his right hand and slammed it back.

The masked man dodged easily and laughed, "Yo, use your weapon." He took off an object from his waist, but it was a piccolo, and he deceived himself and entered again, and the piccolo in his hand pointed to the east and west, and the guide to the north, fluctuating, and the tricks pointed to the key points of Yinglei.

Even though Ying Lei's divine power is amazing, and the iron hammer in his hand has the strength of a thousand catties, he can't touch the corner of his opponent's clothes at all, so what's the use? After a fight, he has more defense and less attack, and there are faint pains in several places on his body.

After another heavy blow to the piccolo, Ying Lei endured the pain, stabilized his body, and grabbed it fiercely with his big fan-like hand, and the masked man obviously didn't expect this move, and immediately buckled his wrist.

Ying Lei sneered, his palms clenched hard, and at the same time his other fist smashed into the masked man's face.

His foreign kung fu is very good, his grip is amazing, he thinks that the masked man will definitely be crushed by him, and under the severe pain, he naturally can't stop his head-on punch, so two heavy blows, how can the other party be undefeated?

At the thought of this, he laughed wildly, only to the next moment, his laughter came to an abrupt end, because the masked man's wrist was like a cast of iron, and instead of shattering, it flipped and pinched his wrist upside down.

A vigorous force came, and Ying Lei only felt that his wrist seemed to be clamped by a red-hot iron hoop, and his heart was painful, and his bones were clicking.

The masked man's counterattack didn't stop there, he stepped short, dodged Ying Lei's fist, and bent two knuckles under his elbow, causing Ying Lei's entire arm to fall unconscious.

He turned around again, let go of the hand holding his wrist, and his shoulder leaned back, slamming into Ying Lei's chest with a low muffled sound.

Ying Lei slipped backwards, smashing four or five tables along the way before he stopped, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The masked man's three counterattacks were really fast, ruthless and accurate, Zhao Ziming couldn't help but applaud secretly, and at the same time had some doubts in his heart, he always felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't think of a reason.

The masked man said, "Your foreign kung fu is still a little bit off, go back and practice for a few more years." There was no lack of sarcasm in the tone.

Ying Lei coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but laughed out loud, "Happy! You are indeed stronger than me, but so what? I was seriously injured today, and the Qin prisoner will not be able to run away no matter what!"

He stretched out his arms and let out two beast-like roars when he looked up to the sky, and his face instantly turned red like blood, and he actually launched a secret technique to stimulate his potential and temporarily increase his strength.

Although this approach will inevitably cause a serious injury and a serious illness afterwards, it can't take care of so much when encountering a strong enemy at the moment.

He shouted outside the building, "Guo Ding, don't you do it yet?" and then made a mistake with both fists and pounced on the masked man.

It turned out that there were two divine guards who went out of the palace to perform the mission this time, in addition to him, there was also the ninth divine guard Guo Ding, who was proud of his strong martial arts and wanted to show his majesty, so he fought alone before and let Guo Ding lie in ambush.

Now that they are called to help, they are a little difficult to get over on the face, but which is more important should be clearly distinguished.

Guo Ding heard the call of Lei and rushed into the building, he had no red face, made a thick back slashing knife, and as soon as he appeared, he rushed towards Qiushuang.