She struggled to push away the corpse on her body, retreated behind the door, and said nervously, "Who are you?"

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She hugged Zimu into her arms and said in a panic: "Zimu, do you see anyone outside the door?"

Zimu looked around with big bright eyes and said, "Mother, there is no one!"

She tentatively kicked the corpse at her feet and muttered, "How could it be......"

Zimu said: "Mother, you go back to the room to rest first, I will go to my brother to help and drag this person to bury." ”

She patted the child's head painfully, only hating that her eyes were useless.

After Zimu helped her to the room, he trotted all the way to the door and asked, "Thank you, who are you?"

At this time, there was a man standing at the door, the man was carrying a blue ancient sword, and the sword light flashed and flashed, which was very beautiful.

The man looked at him faintly, threw down a dagger, and left.

Zi Mu looked at the frost on the corpse and couldn't close his mouth in surprise, since then, he has a dream, he wants to become stronger, only by becoming strong, will he not be controlled by others.

In the spring of the following year, news came from the entire Western Continent that the Imperial Sword Gate had accepted apprentices, and Zimu's mother sold her house and property, and took him and her younger brother all the way west to the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

At this time, at the dinner table next to him, a man with a beard on his face was constantly glancing here, his eyes flickering, Zimu touched the dagger in his arms, and picked up the rice in the bowl with his head stuffy.

After the three members of Zimu's family finished their meal and went upstairs, the man at the next table said softly: "A blind man, two children, this business is sure to make a profit." The big man next to him nodded, and said with a lewd smile: "Hehe, this little girl's skin looks quite tasteful, wait a minute, by the way......"

The scumbag man shook his head and sighed, "Eh, you!

After nightfall, the wind was cold, and it was extremely cold at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain! Ruan Xiangling and Zigui had already fallen asleep, and Zimu was still reading under the oil lamp.

Suddenly, a figure flashed through the window, and then a puff of smoke blew in through the crack in the door!

Zimu picked up a prepared wet cloth from the table to cover his nose, and fell on the table to pretend to be asleep.

Soon, the door was slowly pushed open, and two figures entered through the cracks. One of the big men walked to the side of the bed, probed Ruan Xiangling and Zigui's snort with his hand, nodded to the other big man, and then ripped off Ruan Xiangling's clothes and pounced.

The other big man glared at him, looked around, and finally stopped his gaze on a money bag on the table, ignoring the sleeping child, and slowly walked over, just as he picked up the money bag, a sharp blade struck from behind, instantly sank into his back, he convulsed a few times, and then fell.

The other big man was excitedly enjoying the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms at this time, and he didn't notice the movement behind him, and suddenly felt a cold neck, the veins had been cut, and blood gushed out like a spring......

Zimu picked up a damp cloth, wiped the blood stains on the dagger, and then put the two bodies into a hemp bag......

In the dead of night, there was only one guy left in the inn who was running the hall and was napping on the counter, and Zimu dragged the bag out cautiously.

Not far from the inn, a sound of footsteps came from behind him, he looked back, only to see a man dressed as a Taoist priest stop him and ask, "What is in the bag, such a strong smell of blood!"

Zimu replied, "Dead fish!"

The Taoist priest looked at the hemp bag suspiciously and said, "Where did you get such a big bag of dead fish!" After speaking, he grabbed his veins with one hand, and shook out the contents of the bag with the other.

In the bag were the corpses of two men, and in the cold air, the blood on the corpses was still exuding residual warmth.

The Taoist priest was extremely shocked and reprimanded angrily: "You are so young, how can you have such perverted behavior!"

Zimu hung his head and said, "They are bad people."

The Taoist priest asked again, "Are you here to apprentice at the Imperial Sword Gate?"

Zimu nodded.

The Taoist priest snorted coldly: "To tell you the truth, I am a disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, our Imperial Sword Sect puts chivalry first, and it is our mission to save the common people in the world, if I tell you about tonight's incident, a butcher executioner like you will only be broken into pieces!"

Zimu said nervously: "I have no choice, and I don't want to do this."

The Taoist priest said: "Forget it, those righteous people's hearts are all right and wrong, if you really want to become stronger, I have a good place to go." ”

A glimmer of hope flashed in Zimu's eyes and asked, "Where are you going?"

The Taoist priest said, "Come with me!" After saying that, leading the way in front, Zimu hesitated, clenched his little fists and followed.

Not long after walking, there was a burst of Sanskrit sound in the depths of the woods, it was late at night, the woods were full of fog, quite cold, Zimu walked for a while, the Sanskrit sound in his head was lingering, and his eyes gradually lost their brilliance.

It didn't take long for the fog to gradually dissipate, and a small door with a ghostly light appeared in front of him, the ghostly light inside the door flashed and flickered, eerie and terrifying, Zimu had already lost his mind at this time, he looked at the small door, and walked in in a daze......

Lin Ran rode the sword all the way, and crisscrossed the Western Continent for several days, during which he also took care of a few idle things because of his efforts, according to his observation, the Western Continent is completely different from the Eastern Continent, the cultivation sects in the Eastern Continent are relatively low-key and closed, and ordinary people don't know anything about these except for seeking immortals and worshipping Buddhas, while the Xiuzhen sects in the Western Continent are all over the place, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the cultivation of the whole people, and the pattern here does not know what is going on, there is always a strange feeling......

Along the way, Lin Ran inquired about the geographical location of the Ancient Tea Horse Road along the way, and many well-wishers pointed out the clear road to him, but when he came to the next town to inquire, the people here pointed in other directions, making him dizzy, and he didn't know where to go, the people here were simply too immoral......

Lin Ran thought it would be more reliable to find a map to compare, he was flying in a barren mountain at this time, in order to hurry, he used his magic to step on the sword, and quickly climbed over several mountains, and after a while, he saw a town not far ahead.

It is a very prosperous town, with a large number of people outside the city and a constant stream of caravans, which looks like a prosperous scene.

Lin Ran originally wanted to find a remote corner of Edgeworth to enter the city, but after getting closer, he found that there were several powerful divine senses hanging over the entire town, and he immediately dispelled the idea, it was better to have more than one thing to do when he first arrived, so as not to be troubled.

At this moment, I saw a young scribe rushing over from a distance, and the young scribe rode a Taibai fairy deer, rampage all the way, causing the crowd to panic.