The cold light flickered, and I saw that the two sharp long swords were about to be slashed.

Lao Hua moved.

The body fell forward, Lao Hua stepped forward violently, grabbed his left and right hands respectively, and hugged the necks of the two horses in front of him.

As if a god-given divine power, the two horses seemed to collide with a stone mill weighing as many pounds, and suddenly fell forward in a crackling bone crack.

The two big men on the horse also fell because they couldn't stop it.

But after all, he was under the command of the county lord of Qingfeng County, and his fierce strength was also exerted at this moment.

I saw that the big man on the left in heavy armor, the long sword raised did not lose the target because of the loss of the center of gravity, and slashed straight at the left arm of the young man who tripped them.

"Wow" Lao Hua's arm was directly cut off, and blood gushed out instantly.

Lao Hua's right arm was not idle, and at the moment when the big man's long sword attacked, he raised the back of his hand and hammered it hard at the only face of the big man that was not covered by heavy armor.

In fact, only a few breaths have passed.

"Bang!" The two horses fell to the ground one after the other, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

At the same time, a severed arm was thrown from the sky and fell in front of the villagers.

The villagers were in an uproar, and Xiao Yueyue probably couldn't stand this tragic scene, so she threw herself into the woman's arms and cried.

Lao Hua finally reacted, the sharp pain from his left shoulder made his whole body tremble, and then he knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth, because of excessive blood loss, the scene in front of him was blurred for a while.

But at this moment, the big man who fell to the ground also reacted slowly, wanting to pick up the long sword that was thrown away by inertia not far away.

"Quick! get them both in order, and don't give them a chance to get up!" the woman's voice suddenly sounded, and then she stooped down and picked up the stone from the ground, and threw it at the two men.

The villagers also reacted one after another, picking up whatever solid objects were available around them and attacking the two of them.

One, two, more and more ...

Although the two of them were already at an extremely high level of body refining, they were caught off guard by countless rocks after all, and the action of picking up the long sword was also slow.

At this slow moment, Lao Hua seemed to return to the light, stood up with all his strength, and kicked a whip at the door of a big man who had not yet risen in front of him.

The big man's face was sunken in the entirety, and his eyes went black and he fell.

"Fight!" the villagers seemed to be touched by this scene, and ran to the big man who had not yet fallen with a roar, waving their fists.

But Dahan was not an ordinary person after all, and in his opinion, the helpless villagers dared to attack him, and endured the pain caused by the fists that rained down on his face and body, and picked up his long sword to sweep away all the offended people in front of him.

At this moment, the raining fist suddenly appeared with a blade with a cold light and stabbed at the big man's door.

Not even able to make a sound, the big man looked at the expressionless woman with tearful eyes, and squirmed his blood-soaked throat.

gradually lost consciousness in front of him, and the big man didn't think clearly until he died, how to go to a small village to collect taxes and lose his life.

Followed by Lao Hua, in the last scene before he lost consciousness, it was Xiao Yueyue, who was at a loss, hugging his waist and crying into tears.

After the villagers took all their anger out on the big man, they walked up to the young man one after another, bowed their heads and remained silent.

Only the woman ran to the boy's side, knelt down, and tore the cloth from her clothes to stop the boy's bleeding.

"You... Hurry up and take out all the herbs at home!"

The woman's face was indignant, and she looked up at the villagers.

"Without him stepping up, how many of you would have today, and your family would be ruined!"

......

Early the next morning.

A ray of morning light fell on the earth, and the village resounded with the crowing of roosters.

In a cramped room, the woman sat on the side of the bed and quietly looked at the pale young man in front of her.

The boy's left shoulder was wrapped with a large amount of coarse cloth, oozing a lot of blood.

The woman reached out and probed between the boy's nose, and found that the snort was still steady.

"Thank you. The woman sighed, she did her best to stop the boy's blood, and whether she could survive it now depends on the boy's life.

The woman wrapped the quilt around the boy and left quietly.

When the door closed, the young man's closed eyes trembled, and his breathing gradually increased.

After a while, the quilt on the young man's chest was inexplicably bounced open by a force, and the bandages on his chest were shattered layer by layer, revealing his chest.

I saw a strange black pattern appear on the chest, and the strange beast that looked like a bird and not a bird on the pattern was slowly wriggling, as if it was about to break free from some kind of confinement.

After a few breaths, the beast totem on the chest emitted a baby's crying sound, which was terrifying!

Lao Hua's empty left shoulder was broken, and with this baby's cry, it was wrapped in countless black-brown bloodlines in an instant.

There were more and more blood streaks, and they were intertwined with each other at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a pitch-black arm that was attached to Lao Hua's left shoulder.

On that arm, there are patches of black scales, the hands at the edges are like the claws of birds, and the nails are like black iron that has been tempered for countless years, exuding bursts of chilling light.

After a while, the black-brown blood on his arm slowly retracted, and the beast totem on the boy's chest no longer let out a baby's cry.

Lao Hua's eyes opened suddenly.

"Hiss..." gasped, Lao Hua hurriedly sat up, and saw this familiar scene again.

The same room, the broom made of straw, the redstone bricks on the walls...

Lao Hua shook his head and smiled bitterly, yesterday's scenes came to mind, he remembered the three big men, one was knocked away from nowhere, one was kicked in the face by him, and the other didn't know how.

On top of that, the left arm seems to have been cut off.

Thinking of this, Lao Hua looked towards his left hand.

"I'm going to be an immortal!" Lao Hua's eyes widened, and he looked at his 'strange hand' in disbelief.

Raised the strange hand and waved it a few times, it felt like his right hand, and there was no rusty feeling.

"This is my hand?" Lao Hua muttered, "Is the big man's sword quenched?"

Lao Hua still couldn't believe it, and hurriedly got up from the bed, stood on the ground, and at the same time raised his unchanged right hand towards the strange arm hammer.

There was a "bang" sound, and Lao Hua seemed to be hammered on the iron, and the strange arm did not feel any sense.

Waving his strange arm again, Lao Hua finally confirmed that 'it' had grown on his body like this, and there was no discomfort coming.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Lao Hua had to find the bandages left on the bed and wrap them around his strange arm.

He doesn't want to be taken off like a freak.

"I can only go to a nearby town and find a Lang Zhong to see if I have any strange disease..."

When his entire left arm and palm were tightly bandaged, Lao Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know what happened to Madame and Xiao Yueyue, but since I can lie in bed peacefully, I guess there won't be any trouble. ”

Lao Hua walked out of the room as he spoke, wanting to see where the woman and Xiao Yueyue were.

From being rescued by them in the forest, to now, Lao Hua has tacitly regarded them as his own family members in his heart.

There was no trace of them in the whole house, so Lao Hua went out of the house, smelling the fresh air blowing in his face, but the surrounding village houses were quiet, and no voice came.

Lao Hua secretly said that something was wrong in his heart, and hurriedly ran out of the surrounding village, but saw dozens of figures gathered at the edge of the woodland.

As he paced, several very clear cries came into his ears.

"My son, my son, my father, how did you die so miserably!"

An old woman in a white mourning dress fell to her knees in grief, her white sleeves soaked with tears.

Around her, several old people who were also in tears also knelt down, and looked tremblingly at the two cold corpses lying on the ground in front of her.

Wang Er and Wang Er's father's miserable white ground came into Lao Hua's eyes.

Lao Hua stood silently on the back side of the crowd with his waist bowed.

Wang Er's bloodless face seemed to have a sense of anger, and in a trance, Lao Hua saw a phantom floating on Wang Er's body, and slowly turned his head to look at him, his face full of hatred.

The phantom's mouth opened as if to say something, but no sound came out.

But Lao Hua understood his lips.

"You... Why didn't you come to the rescue sooner... Why... Why don't you want to take me as a disciple? ”

Lao Hua couldn't help but take a few steps back, and a coolness rose from all over his body.

The phantom may have seen Lao Hua's ugliness, and his face actually smiled weirdly, and then it dispersed into a cloud of smoke, slowly melting into the ground and disappearing.

Lao Hua hurriedly shook his face and closed his eyes tightly not to look, but he was nervous in his heart.

Forcibly suppressing this coolness in his heart, Lao Hua reopened his eyes and looked around the crowd.

I saw the woman and Xiao Yueyue standing at the edge of the crowd, like the other villagers, their faces were heavy.

Seeing that they were all right, Lao Hua secretly retreated from the crowd and returned to his room.

"In this world... Is there really a ghost?"

Lao Hua has always been an atheist, burning incense and worshiping Buddha to the common people, and has always scoffed at the so-called Taoist priests who tell fortunes.

Sitting on his bed, Lao Hua kept comforting himself.

But at this moment, the door to the room was suddenly opened.

Lao Hua hurriedly got up and instinctively raised his bandaged left hand, as if that left hand could bring him an endless sense of security.

When he saw that it was the woman, Lao Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaohua, are you awake?" The woman was very surprised, seeing that the young man had actually woken up, and saw that his face was a lot more ruddy.

Lao Hua nodded, and said with a smile: "My life is hard, I can't die." ”

The woman did not answer, and looked at Lao Hua's left hand with a shocked face.

There was silence on both sides.

Lao Hua was full of quick thoughts of countermeasures, he didn't want to frighten the woman who already regarded him as his own son.

But before she could come up with a countermeasure, the woman opened her mouth and said softly: "When I was in the imperial capital of Qin, I heard some rumors. ”

As she spoke, the woman slowly came to Lao Hua's face, with no look of fear on her face.

"It is rumored that in dozens of countries in the Central Plains, there are many descendants with immortal blood, and their ancestors are all great immortals who have ascended into the immortal realm. ”

Seeing that Lao Hua's shocked expression gradually turned calm, the woman then spoke: "The descendants of immortals have the means to reshape their bodies, and I heard that the Great Zhou, which has the strongest military strength in the Central Plains, relied on a Zhenguo general who is said to be the reincarnation of immortals, leading 20,000 elite soldiers, and annexed three neighboring countries in succession in the past ten years. ”

"And General Zhenguo has been assassinated countless times in the past ten years, but he has miraculously survived. ”

"The State of Qin sent a swordsman who was said to have reached the innate realm and called himself the 'Land Sword Immortal' to assassinate him, and when he returned, he swore in front of the Emperor of the State of Qin that the head of the general of the Zhenguo State was cut off by him. ”

"But within a few days, the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty held a birthday banquet and sent an envoy to invite the martial marquis of all countries to attend his seventieth birthday..."

The woman spoke these words in a very calm tone.

Lao Hua couldn't help but be suspicious of his life experience.

Am I also the heir of an immortal? But my mother has never revealed anything to me?

The woman waited for Lao Hua to digest these words, and continued: "I will not investigate your background, and I will not ask more about why you appeared and fainted in the woodland. ”

Lao Hua nodded slightly, and stopped thinking about these questions that could never be answered.

"Now we need to solve the problem brought by the Qingfeng County Lord, this village... will no longer be settled. ”

The woman's voice was still very calm, but Lao Hua heard the meaning of the storm.