When I came to the entrance of the village, I went a short distance to the east, and there was a fork in the road in front of me. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Under Xiao Qi's reminder, Chang'an embarked on the path that seemed to have been forgotten for a long time.

In a short time, when Chang'an came to the plum blossom forest in the mouth of the middle-aged man, he couldn't help but be stunned, glanced deeply, and a little doubt rose in his heart, and his spiritual sense suddenly dispersed, and his eyes suddenly condensed slightly, and he found a trace of abnormality, and walked over with a sneer in his heart.

But after waiting for a little in this snow-covered plum forest, there was still no movement, if it weren't for the slightest strangeness seen under Chang'an's spiritual sense, he might have been deceived.

After a little silence, Chang'an took a deep breath, pretended to smile easily, and looked at Xiao Qi on his shoulder: "Maybe it's a mistake, let's go, let's go back and take a look elsewhere..."

Xiao Qi winked at Chang'an with a wicked smile in his heart, and then patted Niuniu's tail, signaling Niuniu not to be afraid, so that Niuniu, who knew Chang'an, couldn't help rolling her eyes and glared at Xiao Qi.

As soon as Chang'an's voice fell, he just turned around, when suddenly a strange wind blew behind him, blowing away the snow, revealing several white bones.

In the midst of this white bone, a three-inch blood-colored rattan with a thick thumb suddenly broke through the ground and jumped, and under the support of the strange wind, it went straight to the back of Chang'an's head, and all this happened almost in the blink of an eye.

Chang'an's eyes flashed with a flash of essence, and the big hand turned into a spirit fell violently, slapping on the blood-colored rattan that spit out the poisonous tip and wanted to pierce Chang'an's head.

Chang'an, whose face was as usual, turned around immediately without hesitation, and the big hand turned into a spirit technique probed in front of him, and pulled it violently, and the blood-colored rattan that was about to burrow into the soil was pulled out in an instant, and the thin whiskers like tree roots at the end were completely exposed to the air under the spirit technique, revealing his true body.

It was a blood-colored rattan about four inches long, with a needle at the tip, and at the end was something the size of a fist, like a human bone.

After the rattan was completely extracted from Chang'an, the fibrous roots in the shape of a human head suddenly exploded, emitting a cloud of blood mist.

These blood mist floated in mid-air to form a kind of tadpole-like strange insects, constantly wriggling, gathering together in the blink of an eye, and when spread out, it looked like a bloody face with a cruel smile.

Chang'an's spiritual sense swept again, and his face changed suddenly.

At the same time, three hundred miles to the north, in a cave full of white bones, a young man in a blood robe sat cross-legged.

The young man's face was full of scars, black fangs, and his eyes were open and closed, and his eyes were all white and benevolent.

I saw this young man laugh fiercely, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said gloomily: "Hinder my cultivation, I want you to die..."

Chang An took a deep breath, looked at the terrible cold words coming out of the bloody face in the air, frowned, without saying a word, opened his mouth and spewed out a column of water, smashing the bloody face, pulling the spirit, grabbing the blood-colored rattan, slamming it on the ground, raised his right foot, and stepped on it without hesitation.

The fanged young man in the earth cave looked hideous, and roared angrily: "You dare!"

Looking at the bloody face that gathered together again, Chang'an's right foot paused, and glanced at the bloody face with a sneer, and actually used his spiritual power, and under the roar of the bloody face, he stepped on it violently.

There was a bang, and the human bone-like roots and tendrils immediately shattered from the deep pit where Chang'an stepped on Hu, and the essence blood that flowed out of it instantly dyed red and white snow, and also shattered the bloody face in mid-air, and the blood-colored rattan that was fighting in his hand like a snake also softened at this time.

Chang'an lifted it with his empty hand, wrapped it together, and hung it on the head of Xiao Qi, who twitched at the corner of his mouth, and then squatted down, grabbed the blood-stained snow with his hand and rubbed it into a snowball, glanced at Merlin lightly, and walked towards the village without turning his head.

"Ahhhh Take away my exotic treasure blood vine, kill my vine spirit, hinder my practice, I Yin Hu... With you... Immortal... Non-stop..."

Yin Hu, who had a black face and fangs, roared angrily, pinched his fingers, and suddenly a dark cloud appeared in the sky, this dark cloud was in one place, and a black wind blew in the soil cave instantly, and the black wind swept up Yin Hu, and immediately flew out of the soil cave and went straight to where Chang'an was.

Under the incredible gaze of many villagers, Chang'an fed the boy blood snow, drove his hands into the air, and even counted the young man's dantian, only to see the young man hiss, and his mouth and nose immediately overflowed with a lot of black water, and the dull color in his eyes was instantly filled with pain.

Chang'an didn't say a word, slapped the storage bag violently, summoned the vial containing the toxin, helped the young man up, beckoned the stunned middle-aged man on the side, and began to collect the black water full of toxins.

After a while, when the pain in the young man's eyes was gradually replaced by Qingming, Chang'an put away the toxin vial and took out a blood coagulation pill, afraid that the medicine was too strong for the young man to bear, so he immediately beckoned the villagers to bring a bowl of water, decompose the pill in the water, and let the young man drink it.

After a while, the rotten sores on the young man's body recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Aunt Li on the side saw this, and thanked Chang'an again and again, although she couldn't speak, the gratitude in her eyes filled with tears still made Chang'an understand what Aunt Li meant.

Looking at Aunt Li, who was holding her child in pain, Chang'an took a deep breath and prepared to leave silently.

Who knew that as soon as his right foot was stepped up, he was pulled by a middle-aged man.

"Dao Chief, no, no, Xiao Dao Chief, don't go, you go, what should we do if the monster comes to us again..."

Chang'an looked back helplessly, looked at the middle-aged man with a begging look, shook his head and said, "Do you want me to live here for the rest of my life?"

Dahan was speechless for a moment, holding back his flushed face, and said with a little emptiness: "No, no, Xiaomin didn't mean that..."

"Don't worry, I've killed that deadly monster..."

Looking at Chang'an's delicate face and clear eyes, Dahan thought of the excitement, smiled, swallowed his saliva and said: "Xiaomin means, Xiaodao Chief, can you teach me a trick and a half to subdue demons, so that after you leave, we can protect ourselves..."

As soon as I heard this, the villagers who had been lying in the window to watch the excitement because of the smell of Aunt Li's house before that time all poured in, and the small house was instantly crowded with people.

Especially the words that coaxed Chang'an as a three-year-old child, so that Xiao Qi and Niu Niu behind them couldn't help but shake their heads again and again.

Chang An took a deep breath, looked at the surrounding villagers, and said seriously: "You don't have immortal roots, and you have nothing to do with cultivation at all..."

As soon as the words fell, Chang'an walked outside the house, but his arm was pulled again, which made him suddenly a little impatient, and he turned his head to reprimand, when he saw Aunt Li, who was full of wrinkles and haggard, holding a bamboo basket full of eggs and handing it over.