On the night of candles in the cave room, thirteen-year-old Li Zhe stood stiffly in front of the bed.

At this time, Li Zhe was so nervous that he was panting, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped silently from his head to the ground. In the silent room, apart from Li Zhe's heavy breathing, only the crackling sound of a pair of dragon and phoenix candles burning was heard.

On the bed in front of him sat a woman with a graceful figure. The woman, dressed in a bright red wedding dress with a red hijab on her head, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, waiting for his man to lift her red hijab.

Li Zhe worshipped the gods and Buddhas of Zhou Tian in his heart, praying for them to bless him to win the biggest gamble of his life.

After a while, Li Zhe's face froze, swallowed his saliva, bit his dry lips, stretched out his right hand and quickly grabbed the red hijab and opened it suddenly, and a strange face jumped into Li Zhe's eyes. The adjectives such as slanted eyes, roe deer eyes, and crooked mouth and nose can all find a place in this face, and with a sparse yellow hair and a face of hemp, it is really the best in the world.

In the Great Zhou Empire, it was normal for a thirteen-year-old man to marry a wife. When he has nothing to do, Li Zhe has not fantasized about the ideal wife image in his mind.

The huge contrast between ideals and reality suddenly broke Li Zhe's psychological defense.

Thinking that this face would accompany him for the rest of his life, Li Zhe was like being poured a bucket of ice water from head to toe in the cold winter wax moon, frozen from the inside to the outside, frozen in place and completely overwhelmed.

Contrary to Li Zhe, the bride is very satisfied with Li Zhe. With a smile that was more ugly than crying, she pulled the male duck's throat and shouted shyly: "Xianggong." As he spoke, he showed his mutilated yellow teeth.

The two words Xianggong were like two heavy punches, which made Li Zhe take a few steps back, and fell to the ground, he raised his head and let out a miserable cry to the sky: "Dad, you killed me this time." ”

With a snap, Li Zhe tumbled from the bed to the ground. Li Zhe, who was smashed, staggered up from the ground. Rubbing his aching shoulders, he opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings, bursting out laughing.

Wiping the cold sweat on his head, Li Zhe said to himself: "Fortunately, it's just a dream, if I really marry such a dominatrix, my life will be over." Although it was just a dream, Li Zhe was really scared. So, he made up his mind that he must have a showdown with his father tomorrow, not let him see people first, and he would not agree to the family affairs set for him by his father.

Yesterday was the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, and it coincided with the once-in-a-millennium day of March, and the entire Lijia Village was immersed in the joy of the festival. Li Zhe, who is the eldest young master of Lijia Village, is of course no exception. However, the good mood only lasted until noon.

At lunchtime, Li Zhe's father, Li Bowen, returned from outside the village and brought him shocking news that immediately threw his emotions into chaos.

At the dinner table, Li Bowen took out a white jade pendant and handed it to Li Zhe, and happily told Li Zhe that he had set up a family affair for Li Zhe. There is a young lady in Liujia Village next door to Liuyuan's family, and the two families are just right together, and the two fathers directly set the marriage.

No one had seen it, so his father directly set himself up, Li Zhe was very dissatisfied and hurriedly objected. It's a pity that his rebellion was soon suppressed by Li Bowen's ancient precepts such as "marriage events, parents' orders, and matchmakers' words", "there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great".

At this point, Li Zhe's mood plummeted, and he had been speculating about Miss Liu's appearance with apprehension all afternoon and evening. Thinking about it day and dreaming at night, this directly caused Li Zhe to have a terrible nightmare.

Having made up his mind, Li Zhe lay back on the bed and wanted to continue sleeping. But I don't know why, Li Zhe just can't settle down, his mood is extremely irritable, and he can't sleep after tossing and turning. Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so Li Zhe simply got out of bed and wanted to pour a glass of water to drink first.

At this moment, several strange dog barks came into Li Zhe's ears, and the sound was extremely miserable and weird, and Li Zhe felt cold all over his body, and his hairs stood on end. Li Zhe hurriedly pushed open the door and looked into the courtyard. Although the time has passed, the three full moons are in the sky, and under the silver moonlight, the courtyard is not dark.

I saw that the big yellow dog in the courtyard was rolling in the courtyard, screaming while rolling. After a while, there was no more movement. Li Zhe hurriedly stepped forward to inspect it, and the rhubarb was no longer breathing.

Why did Rhubarb die suddenly, shouldn't it, he was still fierce during the day, could it be that he had ingested rat poison by mistake, Li Zhe was puzzled.

At this moment, a green ball of light flew out of Rhubarb's body, slowly rose into the air, and flew towards the door. Li Zhe looked up at the sky and suddenly found that there were hundreds of green light clusters flying slowly in the sky above Lijia Village.

Such a strange scene, let alone a thirteen-year-old child, even an adult would be afraid, Li Zhe couldn't help but shudder.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Zhe rushed back to his room, and when he came out again, he had an extra Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand. This Fang Tian painting halberd is as thick as a child's arm, the whole body is made of fine iron, and the weight is more than two hundred catties, it is definitely the king of heavy weapons.

The origin of this Fang Tian painting halberd is extraordinary, and it was handed down by Li Zhe's ancestor Li Botao. More than 200 years ago, when the world was in turmoil, Li Botao and the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Empire became brothers with different surnames, and laid an immortal foundation for the Zhao family with invincible martial arts.

The ending of this kind of story is almost the same, Li Botao is highly praised, is jealous of the emperor, and is finally dismissed from office and is the people. Fortunately, things did not develop to the point where the rabbit died and the dog cooked, and the lives of the family were saved. The Li family moved west, came to the foot of Phoenix Mountain, and established Lijia Village.

Li Zhe held the halberd in one hand and followed the light cluster of rhubarb, chasing all the way. Looking at Li Zhe's dragon and tiger steps along the way, not affected by the weight of Fang Tian's halberd in the slightest, he knew that this young man had a divine power that ordinary people could not reach.

Li Zhe has been practicing the overlord halberd method handed down by his ancestors since he was a child, and he has already practiced the halberd method to the point of supernatural power, coupled with a body of divine power, he can be regarded as the top master in the world.

Li Zhe chased the light group, ran on the path in the village, and soon ran to the barn in the center of the village.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather has already turned cooler. Li Zhe walked in a hurry, and he didn't put on his coat, and a gust of cold wind blew, freezing his teeth a little bit.

Li Zhe was very surprised in his heart, this day was too evil, and it was not winter, how could it be so cold. The closer he got to the barn, the colder Li Zhe felt, and the more irritated his mood became, as if an invisible hand was about to pull his soul out of his body.

Running to the barn, Li Zhe saw a strange picture. A man in black was sitting on the ground with his back to Li Zhe, and in front of him was a white spirit flag. The green light clusters in the sky were all flying towards the Soul Flag, and the light clusters that flew close were directly sucked into the Spirit Flag.

Seeing this strange scene, Li Zhe suddenly remembered, isn't this the demon who sucks people's souls in the storyteller's mouth? Looking at the posture of this green light group in the sky, doesn't it mean that the souls of the whole village have been sucked in. We must stop this demon as soon as possible, Li Zhe made a decision in his heart immediately.

Li Zhe was behind the man in black, and when he got this opportunity, he no longer hesitated, raised Fang Tian's halberd and tiptoed towards the man in black, wanting to give the man in black a stick.

The strange thing is that the man in black has eyes on the back of his head, and he knows Li Zhe's actions well. He turned around abruptly and looked at Li Zhe in surprise, two rays of light shot out of his gloomy eyes.

Li Zhe, who was sprinting with all his strength, collided with two rays of light, and the depths of his spirit were like two heavy punches, and a strong sense of dizziness spread to his brain, and Li Zhe couldn't help but stumble a few steps.

Fortunately, Li Zhe's determination is not comparable to ordinary people, as soon as he bit his tongue, a sharp pain came into his brain, driving away the dizziness and speeding forward.

In a few steps, he rushed to the man in black, and with one move, he slashed Huashan and smashed down on the head of the man in black.

The man in black let out an exclamation, and at the same time waved his right hand, and a stream of black gas erupted from the sleeve of the man in black, just in time to meet Li Zhe's Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

The heavy iron halberd smashed on the light black gas, and the sound was like hitting the iron stone, Li Zhe only felt a huge force coming from Fang Tian's painting halberd, followed by a pain in the tiger's mouth, the iron halberd in his hand flew out of his hand, and the person retreated seven or eight steps in a row, and sat on the ground with a butt.

"Sure enough, it's a demon," Li Zhe was shocked. With more than 200 catties of Fang Tian's painting halberd and the divine power of his two arms, the force of the smash is no less than a thousand catties. How could it be possible to lose to a light cloud of black qi, it must be a demon law.

Li Zhe jumped up from the ground with a carp, looked around the ground, and couldn't find his iron halberd for a while. Without weapons, Li Zhe couldn't take care of much, ran to the big stone mill on the barnyard, used all his strength, picked up the big grinding disc weighing hundreds of pounds, turned around and threw it towards the man in black.

The heavy millstone roared and smashed into the man in black. The man in black did not dodge, and also swung a black gas at the grinding plate. The flying grinding disc hit the black air mass like cotton, and was tightly absorbed by the black air mass, and the two were so weirdly suspended in the air. How could a grinding disc weighing hundreds of pounds be suspended in the air, Li Zhe couldn't believe his eyes.

Suddenly, the man in black pointed at the mill and said "Go". The grinding disc suddenly slammed into Li Zhe at an unbelievable speed, so fast that it actually made a sharp chirp in flight.

Li Zhe kicked his legs to the ground and rolled to the side with all his might, narrowly avoiding the grinding plate. The missing grinding disc smashed to the ground, and most of his body smashed into the ground.

Getting up from the ground, Li Zhe wiped the cold sweat on his head, looked at the grinding disc on the ground with palpitations, and wanted to rush up to melee with the man in black with his fists.

However, the man in black obviously didn't want to be entangled any longer, so he made a seal with both hands, and pointed at Li Zhe, "bind", and the man in black snorted softly. A rope condensed from black gas flew out of the sleeve of the man in black and tied Li Zhe strongly.

Li Zhe struggled desperately, but unfortunately the rope did not move at all, and he had nothing to do.

Seeing that Li Zhe was tied up by himself, the man in black laughed and stretched out his hand to make a gesture towards Li Zhe. Li Zhe couldn't help but fly towards the man in black. Flying in front of him, Li Zhecai saw the face of the man in black clearly, it was an old man in his fifties, with a disheveled hair and a face full of meat, and at first glance he was a very vicious person.

The man in black opened his mouth towards Li Zhe, who was tied into a dumpling, and spewed a breath of black gas. The black qi quickly grew larger in the air, completely enveloping Li Zhe. Li Zhe in the black gas envelope was like a falling ice cave, frozen so that even his muscles stiffened.

After a while, the man in black sucked the black qi back into his body with another mouth, and said to himself with a happy face: "It seems that the old man has picked up the treasure today, this kid is so powerful, not only can he resist the attraction of the soul refining flag, but even my soul dementorship can resist, and feed the soul refining flag to a monk who can withstand the spirit attraction period." The physical body is even rarer, the pure physical body can have thousands of catties of divine power, and the power of refining corpses will not be small. ”

The sensational words of the man in black made Li Zhe feel terrified, and he struggled and shouted loudly: "You demon, let Young Master Ben go, otherwise Young Master Ben will not let you go if he is a ghost." ”

"If you want to be a ghost, well, don't worry. I will fulfill you in no time, and I will cast a spell to extract your soul. The man in black said with a sneer. As he spoke, the man in black stretched out a hand wrapped in black gas to the top of Li Zhe's head.

Li Zhe struggled desperately, but unfortunately he couldn't break free from the shackles of the black rope at all, so he could only watch the black hand get closer and closer to the top of his head.