After a sudden change in painting style and a struggle between cold and heat, Yang Ao breathed the two incompatible Yuan Shen in his body, packed his bags, and continued his journey south.

Of course, he didn't tell anyone else about his weakening to the point of sword servant cultivation, not for anything else, just to take care of that true and pure love.

From the lake to the south, it is still a winding mountain road. The pines and cypresses on both sides are verdant, dangerous rocks and deep ravines, although the style is roughly similar to before, but the terrain gradually tends to be gentle.

Raise the horsewhip all the way, and dare not stop for a while. It wasn't until the sunset and the beginning of the stars that I found a stream and got off the horse to rest.

At night, the valley is filled with mist, hazy vegetation, unknown birds and beasts are everywhere, and the temperature drops sharply, giving people an endless sense of confusion and loss.

Yang Ao took out a cloak and put it on his sister to resist the night cold in the mountains.

"Brother, I'm afraid ......" Yang Ruoqing has never experienced such a hard journey, and the ups and downs and tribulations along the way have exhausted her.

Facing his sister's delicate wail, Yang Ao didn't know how to comfort him for a while. He could only raise his face through the night to prevent the tears from slipping down his eyes. Looking through the branches of the trees in the sky, I saw the emerald night sky dotted with a few stars, and I couldn't help but think of the conversation between the younger brother and sister and their family when they enjoyed the cool air that summer night.

Everyone in the world has a star in the sky.

It's just that we don't know which one we correspond to, and we don't know when the star that belongs to us will fall.

In this sad and helpless atmosphere, I heard Uncle Zhang suddenly shout: "Young master! Miss! Look at it, there is a light over there!"

The valley is densely wooded, and even if there are people hiding in it, it is difficult to find it in broad daylight. However, when the night is low and the lights are on, the lights in the dense forest, even if there is only a little shimmer like a bean, will be very conspicuous.

Looking at the lamp, it is not shaking, it should not be a lantern or torch for night walking, but the light emitted by the people in the mountains. In addition, this is far away from the city, and most of the ordinary hunters or farmers live in poverty, so they all work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and they do not want to hold the lamp after dark, and consume the money of the oil lamp.

Besides, it's not yet completely dark.

According to this inference, the lights in the here and now are either a large family or an inn.

Yang Ao glanced at his trembling sister, gritted his teeth, and led the horse towards the light.

In fact, it takes a lot of risk to do so.

Although the pursuers of the City Lord's Mansion can't get here for the time being, it is inevitable that there will be various other possibilities that are unfavorable to him.

Even so, he made a decision.

Not far from the stream, the lights were not far from the stream, and from there, two gentle slopes, and then a turn, three or four mud-walled huts were hidden behind a bamboo forest with phoenix tails.

There is no fence outside the house, and there is no courtyard gate, perhaps this bamboo forest around the left and right is a layer of enclosure. In front of the house, a path paved with stone flakes was built, and a dark yellow banner was carried with a bamboo pole, the edges of which had been torn into strips of cloth, and there seemed to be a word on it, which was as black as the shadow of the tree behind the house.

Only one of the huts had a wooden door, and the cracks in the door and the paper window on the left side were lit.

The three of them dismounted and led, and before they reached the door, two big yellow dogs rushed out of the oblique corner of the cold and barked wildly at the figure! Yang Ruoqing and Zhang Bo were so frightened by this damn doorstop dog that they almost cried. Fortunately, the dog had a chain around his neck, and he immediately pulled it, which was also dangerous.

At this time, the door creaked open, and a young man with a short figure came out, who looked like the second shopkeeper, but he pulled a pair of cloth shoes full of holes barefoot, and his trousers were also pulled to his knees. When the dog saw that someone had come out of the house, he barked two or three times as if to make up for it, and then he shrunk his neck and wagged his tail to the side.

The little second seemed to see a visitor from outside the world, and said in surprise: "It's amazing, what day is it today, how did you make an appointment, it's all a big night to invest in the store?"

Uncle Zhang volunteered and stepped forward to ask: "The store is bothered, I am in a hurry, I see that there are lights on your side, I guess it is an inn, and I plan to stay overnight." ”

Xiao Er probed his head and looked at the two behind Uncle Zhang, and muttered: "How many guest officers are there?" If there are three, and there is a female dependent, it is embarrassing." ”

"What? Is it full?"

"It's full, it's not full, it's too full! I think you'd better go and see it elsewhere!"

Yang Ao stepped forward and pressed against the door panel, lowered his voice and said, "Shopkeeper, you see it's late this day, there are many jackals in the mountains, and it may be inconvenient to walk at night." You'll see if you can make some more space. We don't pay attention to the floor...... Uh, firewood room too!"

Xiao Er's body is small, how can he withstand Yang Ao, who is tall and tall? Suddenly shouted with a sad face: "Oh, I told you that the guests are full, the guests are full!"

Here, one wanted to invest in the store, the other said that the customers were full, and they were in a stalemate, and woke up the people who had slept early in the surrounding room, and they heard a man shouting, the sound was like a bell, and the mud walls and grass tiles were shaken: "Noisy! Noisy! Noisy! Noisy! Noisy to death! Do you want to let Lao Tzu sleep?!" Before the words fell, a bearded man like an iron tower rushed out of the darkness in the next room, shirtless, full of meat, full of curly hair on his chest, a pair of pants underneath, and a bright and dangling long sword in his hand.

"Hey, are you arguing!" The bearded man pointed his sword at Yang Ao, blowing his eyebrows and glaring, very domineering.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhang planned to step forward and persuade him, but was stopped by Yang Ao. Indeed, he was already very restrained just now, and he deliberately lowered his voice for fear of disturbing the guests staying at the hotel. It's just that the second child in this store is not interested, shouting, pretending to be crazy and stupid. I already had a fire in my heart, so I turned my head sideways and replied:

"What's the matter?

"Hey?!" The bearded man didn't expect that the man with a hat on the other side was quite good, he choked in one breath and didn't slow down, coughed twice, and said angrily: "You are looking for death!" After speaking, he swung his sword and slashed like a black bear.

Yang Ao didn't want to cause trouble, but the fire of ignorance rushed up and made his temples flutter. Seeing the other party's body and pace, it is expected that he will be regarded as a primary sword boy at most.

With the bottom in his heart, he only moved his footsteps slightly, his body was slightly off, and easily avoided the head-on blow, and then he pulled out his hand and pinched his three fingers, and poked at the arm of the bearded man who had lost his center of gravity holding the sword.

This shot went straight to the other party's acupuncture vein, although it was night, and the light was weak, but it was also accurate.

Listening to the sound of "dangchang", the bearded arm hurt, the long sword fell to the ground, and the whole person fell forward in a daze, impartially, and happened to be planted on a pile of stinky shit just pulled by the two guard animals!

"Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity, it is said that dogs eat shit, and today I really saw the new thing of people eating dog shit. Yang Ao shook his head and deliberately joked.

"Wow, yes!" The bearded man didn't care about the smell of on his face, and roared angrily, picked up the long sword and rushed back, intending to rely on brute force to grab and fall. Yang Ao still moved half a step to avoid the edge, and then kicked at the fat buttocks.

Borrowing strength, four or two dialing a thousand pounds.

I saw the bearded man screaming miserably, and the whole person had to fly forward with a sandbag of several hundred pounds, and smashed heavily on the mud wall of the room, and immediately fainted.

These two tricks are just a matter of a blink of an eye. The shopkeeper didn't care about shouting, knowing that Yang Ao was a practitioner, and he was in trouble. He was about to sneak into the room to ask the boss for help, but he saw that the room where the bearded man had come out suddenly turned on the lights, and seven or eight figures dangled on the window paper, and there was a noisy cursing sound. Almost at the same time, the door slammed open, and more than a dozen big men surged out.

Like the bearded men who fell to the ground, the gang were shirtless, barefoot, covered in muscular bumps and black hair, and all had a long sword in their hands.

The middle one is like the leading brother, and he is also the darkest and fiercest. He asked the two brothers to put the bearded man into the room first, and at the same time pointed at Yang Ao with a disdainful face, and shouted: "Hey, boy, I'm tired of being alive! I dare to touch our people! Don't wipe your dog's eyes, and see who the master is!"

"You don't need to wipe your dog's eyes, your dog's eyes look down on people, and you look at dogs even lower. Yang Ao replied coldly. The shopkeeper was originally shrunk in the door and stared nervously, and was amused by this slightly cold ridicule, and couldn't help laughing.

The other party was also cute by this sentence, looked at each other, and found that they were not wearing clothes, and seemed to understand something. The leading brother shook his sword, glanced at the people next to him, and scolded in a loud voice: "The little rabbit cub really wants to find death! Then it will be for you!" He raised the blade of his sword, and then the other big men also took lunges and raised their swords one after another.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

On one side is a dozen or so tiger-like men, holding a dozen or so long swords of cold light, enclosing in a fan, aiming in one direction, and on the other side is a boy with a hat, dressed in a black scarf, with his arms folded and placed on his chest.

As the saying goes: two fists are no match for four hands. Although Yang Aosheng is tall, after all, the other party has more than ten swords, and with his current cultivation of the sword servant, if he really wants to fight, the outcome is unpredictable. Besides, the fists and feet are eyeless, and the swords are ruthless, in case there is a mistake, how to maintain it along the way in the future?

Therefore, including Yang Ruoqing, Uncle Zhang, and even the shopkeeper, they all secretly sweated for him.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a clear scolding in the store!

"So many of you fight one, to bully more and less, what kind of heroes are you?!"

Hearing this, the lights flickered, and a person walked out of the store.