Liu San'er once thought about pulling out his double swords at the moment he pounced, even if he killed the man in black, or even killed Bao Xiaojie, he wouldn't do this kind of dangerous thing that had no bottom in his heart, but the other self in his heart was trying his best to encourage him, telling him that this was probably an opportunity for him to tie up with Yeluhong, a chance to change his fate.

He was just a low-level cultivator with no foundation and no talent, maybe he was high in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of those who cultivated to higher beings, he was an ant-like existence.

No one still likes to be an ant after knowing that they are ants, and no one still does not cherish it after knowing that there is an opportunity to change the fate of their ants. Ever since he entered the Yuanpeng Inn, he had been waiting for an opportunity to stimulate the Thunder Blood Talisman to contact Yeluhong. But at that time, he didn't have time to be alone, and secondly, he hadn't seen the main owner Ding Nian. After weighing it again, he had to put aside his thoughts for a while and accompany Cao Yangshan and others to play meaningless language games for a while. And when he saw Ding Nian, he was immediately shocked by his cultivation that was already in the middle stage of foundation building, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

The rewards of selling Ding Nian are certainly rich, but the dangers contained in them are even greater.

Even if you get a great benefit, wouldn't it be in vain to enjoy it without life. Although Liu San'er thought that Ding Nian had bragged about instigating him to cultivate the Wantong Mantra, he had to admit that she was the strongest foundation-building cultivator he had ever seen, and there was no one. Betraying such a person is like a powerless mortal Xiucai who wants to steal and sell a powerful mortal martial artist, and there may be a danger of being discovered and beaten by a martial artist at any time. And the danger he faces is not as simple as a beating, the slightest carelessness can mean life and death.

Therefore, he must be careful not to show his feet for some time before reporting to the arrival of Yeluhon. It is necessary to plan well to prevent Ding Nian from directly or indirectly discovering and abandoning all the previous efforts.

When Ding Nian assigned them to rob and kill the black-clothed people who attacked her in this ordinary mortal village, Liu San'er's eyes suddenly lit up, the opportunity had finally come, and he could finally report to Yeluhong. But before that, he must be clear about one thing: Who is Ding Nian's enemy?

If this problem is not solved, then although the information about Ding Nian that Liu San'er provided to Yeluhong is still the original information, its value will be greatly reduced. As long as he said where they were now, then Yeluhong, as long as he was not a monster, would inevitably ask them why they were staying in a lonely and mundane village at night, and then one of the questions would inevitably be: Who is Ding Nian's enemy?

And if you can't even answer this, what else can Liu San'er do as an informant? How can you have the face to do it?

Yelufeng is a woman or just an ignorant little girl, in this world where men are the mainstream in the mundane and cultivation worlds, in addition to a few places such as the Tao of Forgetfulness, even if a woman has a high status, she will eventually become a foil, and the foil often has no right to speak, instead of only betting on Yelufeng, it is better to bet on both sides, with his recent research on the past history of the Nine Lands Continent, if the guess is good, this Yeluhong is definitely a big tree like a mountain, if he can lean on it, he doesn't know how much more open his future cultivation path will be。

It's worth taking risks for your own future and your own future.

But the man in black is a person of great strength compared to Liu San'er, relying on the cover of night and rain, it may not be difficult for him to kill some lone people, but it is almost impossible to capture them alive. Capturing alive means that people can't be killed, and his swordsmanship that kills people with swords is naturally useless. But apart from swordsmanship, he has no means to do it in battle, let alone any tricks that can pry open the opponent's mouth. It was completely impossible to capture the man in black alive and ask for something on his own, and he was almost giving up, ready to report to Yeluhong at any time when the opportunity changed. But he immediately ran into Bao Xiaojie, and was very lucky to get a chance to gain greater recognition from Yeluhong. He clearly knew the danger of relying solely on his cultivation in the middle stage of qi cultivation to raid a royal envoy's flying sword without relying on dual swords, but he still did it without hesitation.

Except for a very few lucky guys in this world who are born with almost everything, the backgrounds of other people like Liu San'er are basically the same, but some people quickly achieve success, while others achieve nothing. One of the keys to all of this is courage. He had the guts, so he resolutely did what he thought was dangerous, but fortunately he succeeded.

This success is not accidental, this moment is just an instant, but Liu San'er seems to have been waiting for it for a thousand years. He stood up suddenly, the muscles of his whole body bulging and hardening in an instant, the water droplets on his clothes spread out in all directions, and his face became distorted with excitement, like a hungry tiger swooping down on its prey from the grass. Then, he lunged down from the roof to the man in black. His posture is not elegant, only ferocious, his posture is not stretched, his whole body is straight like a fast arrow, his demeanor is not ethereal, only indomitable bravery.

He is not a bird, but a hard ram. A ramshell made of the finest wood, wrapped in the heaviest iron sheets, sharpened head-to-head, accompanied by the shouts of the daredevils around it, capable of smashing the strongest gates. With an unstoppable momentum, he crashed into the back of the man in black like a city-breaking mall!

The man in black fell with a bang, like the collapse of the gate of a majestic city.

That moment is very short, how long can a person stand from standing to falling to the ground?! But for Liu San'er, it is a very long: he can clearly feel the strange sound from his shoulder bones hitting the opponent's back, his hands holding the back of the enemy's waist and even feeling the trembling and fear that comes from the opponent's body being knocked down by the sudden huge force, and he even has time to have a flash of apology for the other party in his heart: This fellow Daoist, we have no hatred, just each is its own master, I'm sorry!

Then, there is the fall in the void, which is a long distance. Liu San'er felt like a mortal who couldn't fly with a sword fell from a cliff, and his whole heart trembled with the endless void.

It's finally landed.

The coldness of the muddy water, the solidity of the land, and the pain in the body came together, but Liu San'er felt a burst of relief from the heart.

After all, people grow out of the mud, and they will only feel at ease when they step on the ground.

Because of the powerful collision, Liu San'er and the enemy rolled all the way in the muddy water, and finally pressed the opponent's face down to the ground. He twisted the other party's left hand, the other party was lying on the ground and struggling, but the magic of his right hand was still urging, and the two flying swords ignored Bao Xiaojie and reflexively came back to savior.

Under the fierce attack of the sword and sword, Liu San'er dodged left and right in embarrassment, and said in his heart, what did Bao Xiaojie eat, why didn't he do it?

Suddenly, a boot rushed into Liu San'er's eyes, and then a fierce step stepped on the right hand of the man in black who pinched the magic trick.

Click!

"Ahh

With the crisp sound of broken hand bones, a miserable scream sounded under Liu San'er, this cry was so terrible, even this rainstorm, it did not scatter it at all, like crossbow arrows fired everywhere into the depths of this rainy night.

But the scream was cut off before it was finished, and the remaining lingering sound was like a broken wheat seedling swaying weakly in the wind, because Bao Xiaojie single-handedly pressed the head of the man in black into the puddle in front of him. So, the rest of the shouts still came out, but there was no sound.

The man in black was so distressed that his face was pressed into the water, and the cry from his mouth still splashed the puddles around his face, as if he had a wreath made of splashes on his head.

Liu San'er has ended many people's lives, but every time it is a clean and neat kill, even if the other party has a hideous face, like a demon from hell, he will not feel pain for too long, and he will not leave any shadow in his heart because of the struggle when the opponent is tortured. But this time, the opponent was so close to him and struggled for so long, he couldn't help but tremble, his hand was no longer as strong as before, and the left hand of the man in black immediately slipped out of his hand.

But Bao Xiaojie grabbed the hand again, skillfully took out a rope-like magic weapon to tie the two hands of the man in black strongly, then grabbed the man's bun, lifted his head out of the puddle, ripped off the masked towel, quickly plugged his mouth with a cloth ball, and pasted a crumpled talisman outside, which should be a silence talisman or something. But in this place where there is water, I am afraid that the talisman will soon fail, so there is the first line of defense for the black cloth gag.

Liu San'er knelt on the ground and looked at this enemy in a daze: he was as young as himself, with a childish spirit, with water under his eyes, unable to see whether it was tears or rain, and outright fear and helplessness. This person seems to have forgotten that he is a cultivator with a late stage of Qi cultivation, and he is as weak as a mortal.

"Good job, Senior Brother Liu, you ......" Bao Xiaojie turned his head to look at Liu San'er, his eyes full of surprise and approval.

But Bao Xiaojie stopped before he could finish speaking, because the rapid sound of the whistle pierced through the rain and fog, and it was circling around the village in a strange circle.

"Only one voice!" The stunned two stood and knelt for a while, and finally Bao Xiaojie spoke.

"Quick! Hurry! Hurry!" Bao Xiaojie dragged the captured man in black and retreated sharply into the alley: "Go and meet your Senior Sister Huang! Senior Brother Liu, you go to find her first, and I will still interrogate the captive, no! I don't have time to ask now, you let her come to us! No! Let's go to the master's rendezvous! Senior Brother Du, how are you recovering, quick! Hurry! Hurry! You also follow Senior Brother Liu, I can't take care of you now! Hurry! Hurry!"

People will be tired, and cultivators are no exception, the consumption of mana is like strength, and if you don't have it, you need to replenish and recover. It takes time to replenish and recover, and even the highest-level spirit stones can't restore a cultivator whose mana is almost exhausted in an instant. Bao Xiaojie himself was injured, and after fighting for so long, he was already very tired, but he was experienced in combat and knew that the other two would not be better, and now there was another prisoner, and the enemy's situation was unknown, so if he couldn't do it, he would not eat them himself, but be eaten by them. The two foundation cultivators who had entered the thatched hut where Master Ding Nian was hiding had not moved so far, and he also thought of running away, but he couldn't say this kind of thing, what if he said it wrong? Even if he really wanted to run, he would run away alone, leaving others to cut off the road for himself, how could there be any reason to say it?

But that is the worst plan of Master Ding Nian in the case of not being able to defeat the other party's two foundations, and the most important thing now is to gather the combat power first, and then wait and see the situation and make a decision.

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Liu San'er ran wildly in the dark shadows of the rainy night, looking back at Du Quanzhi from time to time, but saw that the guy who looked at the world when he first met was following him with his head down at the moment, and even his steps were crooked, completely losing the vigor and momentum of the time.

"Alas..."Liu San'er sighed unconsciously in his heart: This guy has suffered a lot of blows, and now I am afraid that he has no courage to fight the enemy at all, I just hope that he will not lose it, otherwise with his cultivation and mentality at this moment, he will have to be killed on the spot. When I see Huang Xinran for a while, I have to think of a way to cover it up, but the woman's mind is quite simple, and it should work to use the rhetoric that fools Bao Xiaojie, I am afraid that when I see the old foxes in Cao Yangshan, don't be seen by others, otherwise I will not be able to protect him from the charge of fleeing from the enemy.

This bastard has so much shit that he can't wipe it all, and it costs paper... was scolding in his heart, suddenly a crisp sword groan came from the entrance of the village in front, Liu San'er immediately stopped his steps, Du Quanzhi behind him almost hit him, he pulled Du Quanzhi against the wall and stood up, hid his body into the darkness under the eaves, and held his breath to hide himself as much as possible.

After a while, I saw a huge black shadow with a savage aura, stepping on a huge golden flying sword, and like a golden lightning bolt in the rainy night, falling from the sky at the entrance of the village.