Mo Suifeng roughly counted, there were only forty or fifty war horses in the east, but there were more than a hundred people in black. It was midnight at the time of the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info everyone had already fallen asleep, and it was conceivable that once these black-clothed people entered the village, the small place of Shijiazhai would definitely be full of blood, and it would be miserable.

The situation is too critical, what should I do?

Mo Suifeng's thoughts turned sharply, time was pressing, there was no time to delay, thinking about it, he suddenly patted his head, there is a person in charge of Shijiazhai, why worry about yourself, hurry up and report the news.

The guards on the eastern wall were clearly black accomplices.

The walls of Shijia Zhai are made of stones, its function is to prevent beasts and people, the west is the main gate, there are "Wushi" people on the wall, holding weapons, patrolling back and forth above the gate of the wall, they do not let themselves enter, and it is estimated that they will not believe their own words.

There are no doors at the east, south, and north gates, and there are two guards each, patrolling back and forth, who knows if these guards are a gang of men in black, or it is safest to sneak in.

Well, go south, so he quietly went back to the south of the stockade.

The walls of the wall are made of boulders, for a strong man like Mo Suifeng, it is actually very easy to climb, he climbs the stones with his hands, like a raccoon cat, rubbing and rubbing, and climbs up in a few clicks, looks at the gap, "brushes" and jumps into the village, blends into the darkness and disappears.

After all, after staying in this place for a month, Mo Suifeng is still quite familiar with the situation in the village.

Mo ran wildly with the wind, the speed was extremely fast, just a stick of incense, he rushed to the patriarch's room, no matter whether the patriarch slept or not, Mo Suifeng rushed to the door of the patriarch's house is foot, only to hear the sound of "bang", the door broke in response, and Mo broke in with the wind.

At the moment when Mo Suifeng rushed into the courtyard, a black shadow rushed out of the house, Mo Suifeng and the black shadow met face to face in the courtyard, although Mo Suifeng did not know the patriarch, and the patriarch did not know Mo Suifeng, but at this time, this place, he estimated that the middle-aged man on the opposite side should be the patriarch That's right, he didn't care about anything else, he shouted: "Patriarch, the enemy is attacking, there are a large number of enemies in the east who are sneaking into the village." ”

The words were very concise, Mo Suifeng thought about it on the road, and the person on the other side was still angry, but after listening, the black shadow's face changed greatly, and he asked urgently: "This is true!"

Mo Suifeng didn't dare to delay time, and said hurriedly: "Seriously, the enemy is in the east, more than a hundred people, enter through the secret passage, please make a decision as soon as possible." ”

The situation was critical, this person didn't even say a word of thanks after listening to Mo Suifeng, his figure flashed, and he jumped out of the door, ignoring even his home.

Mo Suifeng was also quite speechless, and the patriarch seemed to be a little bit two, what if it was fake.

But in just a few breaths, the figure of the man disappeared into the night, and when Mo walked out of the patriarch's house with the wind, he found that the totem stone pillar in the center of the village was emitting a faint light.

As the totem pole lit up, a large number of black shadows surged towards the square.

Don't take care of these with the wind, the letter is also finished, you should go to the little junior sister, this soldier is in chaos, it doesn't matter if Shijiazhai can't hold it, don't put your little junior sister in, he exerted force under his feet, and disappeared into the night after a while.

His speed was quite fast, and he ran home after a while, and when he got home, when Mo Suifeng was about to knock on the house, Shi Zixuan, the niece of the old hunter, had already opened the courtyard door, with a longbow behind her back and a steel knife in her hand, obviously she was also warned.

As soon as Shi Zixuan opened the door, he was stunned when he saw that it was Mo Suifeng, and said with a nervous expression: "Big brother, there is an emergency in the village, without further ado, you go to see your junior sister first, I will go to my uncle to discuss." ”

Mo Suifeng knew what was going on, and as soon as he agreed, he rushed to Wang Yaxuan's room, since he left the patriarch's house, only half a cup of tea had passed, although it was still very quiet outside, but there were people walking around outside the courtyard, and it seemed that the family had its own defense plan.

Wang Yaxuan opened her eyes dimly, as if she had just woken up from a sweet dream, very reluctant, but when she saw that her senior brother was standing on her bed, Wang Yaxuan rubbed her eyes vigorously, making sure that she was not dreaming, where else could she take care of, and threw herself into Mo Suifeng's arms, crying out with a "wow".

In this world, although Mo Suifeng has found his grandfather's family, but in terms of feelings, he is still the closest to his little junior sister, and for a while he can't take care of the current enemy, gently caressing Wang Yaxuan's green hair, and said infinitely gently: "Girl, senior brother is back"

Wang Yaxuan ignored him, just expressed her emotions to the fullest, and cried incessantly, as if she had endless grievances.

At this moment, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, and Shi Zixuan took the old hunter and ran over.

"Xiaodao Chief?" Before the old hunter Shi Chenguang arrived, the voice came first.

Mo shook Wang Yaxuan lightly with the wind, and said, "Girl, get dressed quickly, there is an enemy attacking Shijiazhai!"

Wang Yaxuan was also a little sober at this time, and nodded as if she didn't understand, "Hmm!ah!"

"Shi Lao, a certain family is here" Mo replied hurriedly with the wind, turned around and strode out of the door, and did not forget to tell Wang Yaxuan when he arrived at the door: "Girl, get dressed!"

At this time, the old hunter and his niece Shi Zixuan had already arrived in the courtyard, both of them were carrying bows and knives, especially Shi Zixuan, although the person was a little darker, but as soon as he took this weapon, he was very heroic and heroic.

Seeing that Mo Suifeng came out, the old hunter said to Mo Suifeng: "Xiaodao Chief, although I don't know what happened, but just now the village issued a first-level warning, you should follow Zixuan to take shelter for a while."

The old hunter didn't seem to know that what had happened, so Mo Suifeng said something simple, and when the old hunter heard that the totem pole in the village had lit up, the old face calmed down a little and seemed to be a lot more relieved.

At this moment, Wang Yaxuan and Shi Zhongyu both got dressed and ran out.

Maybe the situation of attacking the village has happened more than once, Shijiazhai is very stable in handling this kind of thing, the old hunter saw that his family members were all counted, and pointed at Shi Zixuan with his hand and said: "Niece, you quickly take the two girls and the little road chief, hide in the secret passage of the clan, I am going to meet the enemy." ”

When the old hunter finished speaking, he was about to run out.

Shi Zixuan frowned, grabbed the old hunter who was about to run out, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, your body bones, you can take them with you, and leave the battle to me!"

The old hunter turned his head and glared at Shi Zixuan, and said very sternly: "Nonsense, you are a girl's family, what are you fooling with? This is a man's business, and the man in your family should have already gone, you are not allowed to go, you don't have to say it anymore." ”

Mo Suifeng guessed that there might be relevant regulations in the clan, so he hurriedly grabbed the old hunter and said, "Shi Lao, let's go, how about you take the three of him to take refuge?"

When Wang Yaxuan heard this, she immediately stopped doing it, grabbed Mo Suifeng's arm stubbornly, and said, "No, I'm not going anywhere, senior brother, I want to follow you." ”

Mo Suifeng looked at Wang Yaxuan's firm eyes, and thought about it, the matter of cultivation was originally to sail against the current, and his junior sister was destined to set foot in the cultivation world in the future, and it was good to take him to see some ordinary battles, why not take her to see and see this time, and I didn't know that the secret road they said was not safe, so let Wang Yaxuan go somewhere else, it would be better to follow him.

So Mo Suifeng nodded at Wang Yaxuan and said, "Okay, with my senior brother, remember not to stay too far away from me." ”

When the old hunter saw this situation, he knew Mo Suifeng's ability, and he didn't have much power, so he bowed his head and said: "Big niece, you take Zhongyu to the secret road, and the little path leader will go with me." ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shi Zixuan to say anything, he rushed out of the door. Mo pulled Wang Yaxuan with the wind and disappeared into the night with the old hunter.

When the three of them came to the east of the village, there was no Mo Suifeng imagined, the fire was soaring, the corpses were everywhere, and the scene was quite peaceful.

At this time, one hundred and ten black-clothed men, led by a middle-aged scribe and a bearded man, were confronting the Wushi clan.

The Wushi tribe was headed by the patriarch, a sturdy man stood to the right of the patriarch, and behind him there were fifty or sixty hunters dressed as clansmen, all with bows and arrows, with solemn expressions. In addition, among the hunters, there are two wrinkled but energetic old men, who are the only two totemic warlocks in the clan, Shi Tu and Shi Ruoshui.

The patriarch of the Wushi tribe, Shi Zhonglie, that is, which one Mo Suifeng had previously notified, was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, in his forties, with a square face, dark complexion, bright eyes, not angry and arrogant, holding an iron chopping knife, and his arms were exposed, with hidden black patterns.

However, neither side made a move, it seemed that they were waiting for something, and the quiet scene was very strange.

The old hunter took Mo Suifeng and Wang Yaxuan to the back of the hunters, untied the hunting bow on his back, and pointed at the thieves with the hunters, just waiting for the patriarch to give an order.

Mo Suifeng was puzzled and asked the old hunter: "Shi Lao, what's going on?"

The old hunter also wondered, shook his head slightly, and said, "Look, I don't know."

At this moment, the mutation suddenly appeared, and the rumbling sound in the air was loud, and after a while, suddenly a large white snake fell from the sky, and its mountain-like body smacked the bluestone ground out of a big pit.

Immediately after that, a red light flashed in the air, and for a while, the red light was victorious, and the totem pole of the Wushi Department rose from the ground, and a huge three-legged golden crow stood on the totem pole.

At this time, the people of the Wushi tribe seemed to suddenly understand something, and all the voices were loud, and for a while, the sound of "Wushi, Wushi" resounded throughout Shijiazhai.

The strange thing is that the white ground suddenly turned into a white light, shooting straight at the middle-aged scribe opposite, and when he was about to collide with the middle-aged scribe, his body suddenly shrunk and disappeared into the scribe's sleeve.

The Wushi Department sacrificed, the old man Shitu seemed to have received some instructions, and he separated everyone and walked to the front with a smile, and the ebony staff in his hand pointed at the middle-aged scribe, laughed loudly, and then said very domineeringly: "Bai Shize of the White Snake Department, hurry up and leave all your horses and weapons, offer twenty catties of oolong grass, leave the traitor, and get out of my Wushi Department within a moment, otherwise don't blame my clan for not being merciful."

The scribe on the other side was angry, and just as he wanted to speak, a faint voice came into his ears, "Promise him, withdraw." Although the voice was weak, it carried supreme majesty. The scribe was helpless, and waved behind him, and a man in black, as if he had been prepared, carried a cloth to the middle of the field, and threw the cloth bag in the middle.

The scribe waved his hand hatefully and said, "White Snake tribesmen, leave the horses and weapons, and withdraw!"

The group of black-clothed people were also inexplicable and at a loss for what to do, but in the end, although they were unwilling, they still threw down their weapons one after another and drilled out of Shijiazhai along the secret passage.

The two traitor guards wanted to retreat, but with a wave of the staff in Shi Tu's hand, the two traitors immediately fainted and fell to the ground.

There was another cheer from the Ushibu.

The middle-aged scribe did not take the secret passage, and after seeing that everyone on his side had withdrawn, he jumped onto the wall, flew to the outside of the village like a big bird, and did not forget to shout when he left: "Shitu Lao'er, you Wushi tribe should not be arrogant, you just wait to bear the wrath of my White Snake Department."

But unfortunately, before he finished shouting, he saw the totem pole of the Wushi Department flashing wildly, a red light flew out, and a miserable scream came from outside the village, and all the members of the Wushi Department immediately burst into laughter. The whole process was like a farce, starting vigorously and ending funny, and there were no other casualties among the more than 200 people except for the injured white snake and the middle-aged scribe.

At this moment, Shi Zhonglie, the patriarch of the Wushi tribe, shouted, "Brothers, bring all the horses outside, and the square will be victorious tonight, and everyone will not return if they are not drunk." ”