Ouyang Xian'er slapped Han Xiaoyao's face, and suddenly one side of Han Xiaoyao's face was swollen. Then www.biquge.info she scolded indignantly: "You idiot, this place is so secretive, you suddenly killed a large group of Mongols, didn't you tell my master that they were deliberately left by me so that you could find them?"

Han Xiaoyao was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and said, "I'm sorry!"

Ouyang Xian'er snorted coldly: "It's really a waste, I can't even do this little thing, but I was exposed." Are you trying to kill me?"

Han Xiaoyao panicked: "Don't dare!"

Ouyang Xian'er snorted coldly.

Suddenly, there was a sound in the forest, and the two hurriedly hid behind the tree, looking away, and seeing that it was a group of people from the Mongolian National Division, Ouyang Xian'er glanced at Han Xiaoyao, Han Xiaoyao understood what he meant, and pretended that he had captured Ouyang Xian'er.

Ouyang Xian'er looked at the Mongolian national teacher who was sluggish, her heart moved slightly, and she took the medicine that the ghost hand divine doctor gave her to stabilize her qi and blood, she had already eliminated the sequelae of her sucking the qi and blood of the Tsing Yi Dharma Protector, and now she couldn't wait to find a master to suck qi and blood. The Mongolian national teacher is a big master, his blood is absolutely vigorous, and if he misses this village, there will be no such shop. She thought in her heart: "As long as I suck the blood of the Mongolian national teacher and get his skills, my martial arts will definitely take a big step." This opportunity is definitely a rare opportunity. Don't miss it. She whispered a few words in Han Xiaoyao's ear. Immediately, he said: "If you fail again this time, your antidote will be gone." ”

Han Xiaoyao's expression froze, and he immediately nodded. As soon as he thought of the pain that life was worse than death, fear flashed in his eyes, his whole body trembled, and he said, "Okay, I will do as you say, but you have to give me the antidote first." ”

Ouyang Xian'er snorted: "The antidote given to you just now has been able to relieve your pain for the next three days, if you want a follow-up antidote, it depends on your performance." You don't have any other choice right now. ”

Over there, Yan Jun said, "Master, your injuries are fine, right?"

The Mongolian national teacher's face turned pale, and he said weakly: "Ahem...... The injury is a bit serious, and it can't be better without three or five years of recuperation. ”

Yan Jun was shocked: "So serious?" and then said, "Master, you sit down and rest." ”

The Mongolian National Master sat down on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I tried my best to forcibly inject the cold qi into the bodies of Hui Jing and the old man, but with their skills, they can completely dispel the cold qi in one hour at most. When the time comes, they will surely come after them. We can only stay here for half an hour at most. ”

Yan Jun said: "But Master." Your injuries are too serious to travel. Immediately, he said angrily: "It's really hateful, I didn't expect that the old man's martial arts are not much worse than Hui Jing's old Taoist aunt, and that Liu Wuxie, although his internal skills are nothing extraordinary, but his swordsmanship is so unpredictable." Of our thirty samurai, there were only seven left. Moreover, even the master was seriously injured. ”

The Mongolian national teacher said: "Although the losses are a bit heavy, as long as you can get the treasure map back, everything is worth it." As he spoke, he looked at Han Xiaoyao and Ouyang Xian'er who were walking towards them not far away.

Yan Jun looked at Han Xiaoyao and said, "Han Shaoxia, what's wrong with your face?"

Han Xiaoyao said: "Oh, it's okay, I don't want to be beaten by this woman." How is the injury of the national teacher?" As he spoke, he led Ouyang Xian'er towards the Mongolian national teacher.

Yan Jun's eyes flashed, and he greeted him, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, just blocked the two of them from approaching the Mongolian national teacher, and said with a smile: "It's okay, my master is just out of his true qi, just rest for a while." ”

Of course, Han Xiaoyao knew that Yan Jun didn't tell the truth, but he didn't expose it, and saw Yan Jun standing in front of the two, obviously being defensive against him, he paused, and thought: "No, they are obviously still guarding against me, how can I attack him if I can't get close to the Mongolian national division?" He is seriously injured now, it is the best time to sneak attack, if it drags on any longer, misses the opportunity, and let his skills recover little by little, how can I still have the opportunity to sneak attack him." The thought flashed through him for a moment, but there was no way to do it, and he said, "That's good!"

Yan Jun looked at Ouyang Xian'er and said with a smile: "Brother Han, why isn't she noisy?"

Han Xiaoyao smiled: "It was too noisy before, and I was dumb and dumb." ”

Yan Jun sighed, looked at Ouyang Xian'er, a trace of burning flashed in his eyes, and thought: "Such a woman is so beautiful and moving, why don't you take her back to the grassland and marry her as a concubine?"

As soon as he stepped into the Central Plains, he was dazzled by the prosperity of the Central Plains and the beautiful Han people, and vowed in his heart that he must wave his army south again, reoccupy the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains, and plunder their beauties. Since entering the Central Plains, he has always wanted to find Han beauties to be merry and happy, but his master is very strict with him, and he also knows that they have a task in his body, so he has not dared to mess too much. Now, seeing such a beauty as Ouyang Xian'er, how can he still bear it?

Han Xiaoyao's face became gloomy, and he said: "Brother Yan Jun, we have agreed in advance: after catching her, we will use her to coerce Yin Jianxuan to come out and force Yin Jianxuan to hand over the treasure map, this woman will belong to me, Brother Yan Jun, don't you want to break your word?"

Yan Jun smiled awkwardly and said, "How can this be, Brother Han misunderstood, I just want to take care of this woman for Brother Han." ”

Han Xiaoyao said: "Thank you Brother Yan Jun for your kindness, I'll just look at her." With that, he ignored Yan Jun and took Ouyang Xian'er to the side and sat down.

A hint of gloom flashed in Yan Jun's eyes, he didn't expect Han Xiaoyao to give him face like this. But at this time, he could only suppress the anger in his heart, after all, now was not the time for infighting.

Han Xiaoyao sat down, his mouth moved slightly, and he whispered: "They are guarding against me, and I can't do it." He said this very lightly, but Ouyang Xian'er's face changed greatly, and he scolded in his heart: "Idiot!" A master like the Mongolian National Teacher, it is naturally extremely easy to listen to the eight directions, they are not far from the Mongolian National Teacher at this time, even if they say it softly, they can't escape the ears of the Mongolian National Teacher. She looked at the Mongolian National Division, and saw that the Mongolian National Teacher had closed her eyes and ears, and was concentrating on healing, not noticing them, which made her breathe a sigh of relief, and thought, "It seems that the Mongolian National Division's injuries are extremely serious." She looked at Han Xiaoyao's eyes full of anger, and whispered, "Han Xiaoyao, can you fucking be smarter than a pig?"

Han Xiaoyao also realized that he had lost his words, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Ouyang Xian'er said in a low voice: "You want to find a way to let them stay here, that Yan Jun has thoughts about me, you find a chance to give me to him." "She can't wait to do it now, if it drags on any longer, when the Mongolian national teacher's skills recover, it will be difficult for her to start.

Han Xiaoyao said: "Yes!"

Time passed, and after half an hour, the Mongolian national division opened his eyes.

Yan Junxi said: "Master......"

The Mongolian national teacher waved his hand and said, "Let's go, don't let Huijing and them chase us." ”

Yan Jun said, "Yes, Master!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Han Xiaoyao's mouth, and he said, "Actually, the National Normal University doesn't have to be in such a hurry to go out. ”

The Mongolian national teacher said: "Oh! What does Han Shaoxia mean by this?"

Han Xiaoyao said slowly: "We will camp here to rest, so we are suspicious." ”

Yan Jun said angrily: "Hmph, camp here to rest, do you want us to wait here for death?"

Han Xiaoyao was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "The national teacher is injured now, do you say that with our foot strength, we can compare to Master Huijing when martial arts were in their heyday?"

"This ......" Yan Jun's face changed, and he said sharply: "Then we can't sit here and wait, right?"

Han Xiaoyao said with a smile: "As long as Ouyang Xian'er is a hostage in our hands, even if Master Huijing catches up, they won't dare to make a move." Besides, this mountain forest is so big, hundreds of people gather together to find us, let alone only four of them. After a pause, he continued: "Moreover, they must have thought that if we caught someone, we would definitely go outside, so we would go the opposite way and not go outside." It's just hiding under their noses. This is called the most dangerous place is also the safest place. ”

When the Mongolian national teacher heard this, he couldn't help but nod and said, "It makes sense." "I sighed in my heart, the land of the Central Plains is really full of outstanding people, just a young man has such a deep scheming, on the contrary, his most outstanding disciple Yan Jun, martial arts may be slightly better than Han Xiaoyao, but in terms of strategy, it is far behind. He weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and said: "Okay, just do what Han Shaoxia said, Yan Jun, you ask someone to build a few yurts, and we will rest on the spot and recuperate." ”

Yan Jun said, "Yes, Master!" After speaking, he took a few Mongolian warriors and set up three small yurts.

The Mongol division entered the yurt to continue healing, while Yan Jun and seven Mongolian warriors stayed outside.

Han Xiaoyao escorted Ouyang Xian'er to Yan Jun, and suddenly said, "Brother Yan Jun, after thinking about it, I still think that it is most appropriate for this woman to be handed over to Brother Yan Jun." ”

Yan Jun was surprised, and Han Xiaoyao suddenly changed his hexagram, which puzzled him. said, "What does Brother Han mean?"

Han Xiaoyao said: "It's not a secret, I thought that we caught Ouyang Xian'er, Yin Jianxuan is still very likely to exchange the treasure map, as long as the treasure map is in hand, you Mongolians can find the treasure, and when the time comes, you will wave your army to the south and unify the Central Plains again is just around the corner." At that time, Brother Yan Jun will be a great hero of the Mongolian Dynasty, fame and fortune, and it is absolutely not a problem to be crowned a king. As he spoke, he saw that Yan Jun's face was happy, and he sneered in his heart, and said: "Although I like beautiful women, compared with the future interests, a woman is insignificant, I hope Brother Yan Jun will take care of it more in the future." ”

Yan Jun smiled secretly in his heart, thinking: "As long as the treasure is found, it will definitely be no problem for my Mongolian dynasty to unify the Central Plains again." Looking at Ouyang Xian'er's fair and delicate jade face, he thought again: "This Han Xiaoyao is also a person with an active mind, and he actually knew that he would talk to me in advance." He laughed and said, "Brother Han is polite." He turned back to the seven Mongolian warriors and shouted, "You stay here and don't let anyone get near Master." ”

After the seven warriors answered "yes", Yan Jun took Ouyang Xian'er into one of the yurts, obviously wanting to have a good time.

Han Xiaoyao looked at Yan Jun so anxiously, and smiled secretly in his heart: "...... Unexpectedly, the three disciples of the Mongolian National Teacher were all lustful. It's just that there is a knife on the head of the color character, and Gu Chi and Ge Ji died because of the cold smoke. And Ouyang Xian'er, this woman is even more poisonous, whoever comes close to her will die, Yan Jun is afraid that she will not be able to escape the way. However, he thought of what happened to him, laughed at himself, and thought: "Han Xiaoyao, Han Xiaoyao, didn't you yourself fall into this acre of land because you were lustful? A wry smile appeared on his face: "Sure enough, it's a knife on the head of the color word." Could it be that I have been controlled by Ouyang Xian'er all my life?"

Yan Jun couldn't wait to bring Ouyang Xian'er into the yurt, Ouyang Xian'er's appearance may be slightly inferior to Yin Mengqing's, but it is also the best in the world, such a beauty, he had never seen it before stepping into the Central Plains, and now he can have this beautiful woman, how can he not be excited. Suddenly, Yan Jun looked at Ouyang Xian'er's eyes and exclaimed, "Hey, Miss Xian'er, your eyes are so beautiful." ”

Ouyang Xian'er's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and her voice was full of bewitchment, "Really? Then you look at my eyes carefully." ”

Yan Jun unconsciously looked at Ouyang Xian'er's eyes, his pupils dilated, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

Ouyang Xian'er said: "You say, am I beautiful?"

Yan Jun's expression became confused, and he said, "Beautiful!"

Ouyang Xian'er smiled and said, "Then you will listen to everything I say?"

Yan Jun said: "Listen!"

Ouyang Xian'er said: "Then listen now, I am your master now, everything you have belongs to me, and you must obey every word I say." Word by word spit out from Ouyang Xian'er's mouth, knocked on Yan Jun's heart, and drilled into his mind.

Yan Jun's expression became sluggish and wooden, and he said, "Everything is subject to the master's arrangement." ”

Ouyang Xian'er leaned into Yan Jun's ear and whispered, "Then you go and kill your master now." "She originally wanted Han Xiaoyao to sneak attack the Mongolian National Division, and she sneaked up on Yan Jun, as for the seven Mongolian warriors, she didn't pay attention to them at all. However, the Mongolian division has always been very wary of Han Xiaoyao, and they have no chance to sneak attack at all. There was no way, she could only let Yan Jun, who was trusted by the Mongolian national teacher, take action. Yan Jun's martial arts are not weak, even if he shoots hard, it doesn't matter if he kills the Mongolian national teacher, the person who has just died within half an hour still has enough qi and blood in her body, and she can still suck it.

Yan Jun said, "Yes!" He stood up and walked out of the yurt.

Ouyang Xian'er's body was weak, she was afraid that she would not be able to control Yan Jun, and she also used all the strength of her body, and in a short period of time, she could not use the bloodless spirit dementorship no matter what. However, after successfully controlling Yan Jun with the Blood Spirit Dementor, she was also overjoyed in her heart.

Blood Spirit Dementorship is a kind of martial art recorded in the Blood Spirit Sutra. The Blood Spirit Sutra is the treasure of the Blood Spirit Sect a hundred years ago, and the scripture contains a wide range of contents, not only the Blood Spirit Divine Skill Method, but also several kinds of clever martial arts such as the Blood Soul Needle, the Blood Spirit Soul Dementor, and the Blood Sucking and Healing Dafa. Although her current martial arts have a certain degree of popularity, Yan Jun's martial arts are slightly better than him, and she can control Yan Jun's time for about half a cup of tea, which is really enough. Of course, as her martial arts profound, the longer the blood spirit dementor will control people.

Han Xiaoyao saw Yan Jun coming out of the yurt so quickly, he was stunned, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan Jun......" Suddenly who knew that Yan Jun didn't pay attention to him at all, and saw that his pupils were colorless, and his expression was a little blank, and he was very surprised.

Yan Jun walked towards the yurt where the Mongolian national division was, and the seven warriors also felt that Yan Jun's expression was a little strange, but they didn't dare to stop him. Yan Jun walked into the yurt, and there was silence for a while, and suddenly, a frightened scream came from the Mongolian national teacher, followed by a shout: "Rebel!"

The seven Mongolian warriors were shocked and were about to enter the yurt, "Bang!" In the eyes of everyone, the yurt was torn, and Yan Jun's body flew out of the yurt upside down, falling heavily to the ground, spilling a large amount of blood.

Ouyang Xian'er walked out of the yurt and looked at this scene, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her charming mouth.

Although the Mongolian division was seriously wounded, it would be terrible if it fought back desperately. Looking at Yan Jun who only had one breath left, Han Xiaoyao's heart trembled, fortunately he didn't sneak attack the Mongolian National Division before, otherwise Yan Jun in front of him would be his fate.

The scene of his sneak attack on his master was being replayed in Yan Jun's mind, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, "How is this possible, I seem to have attacked my master?

Han Xiaoyao said in horror: "What kind of evil technique are you using? You actually let Yan Jun listen to your words and sneak attack the Mongolian National Teacher?" Ouyang Xian'er's methods really shocked him.

Ouyang Xian'er didn't hide it, and said: "This is the Blood Spirit Soul Dementor, a martial art that specializes in confusing people's minds. She looked at the seven Mongolian warriors with a guarded face, and said lightly: "Han Xiaoyao, I'll leave it to you." ”

Han Xiaoyao said: "Yes!" As he spoke, he went to kill the seven Mongolian warriors, although the seven Mongolian warriors had martial arts, they were still a few feet away from Han Xiaoyao, but after a while, they lay at his feet one by one.

The Mongolian national division watched the Mongolian warriors being slaughtered, but because of his serious injuries, he couldn't get up at all, "Poof!" A mouthful of blood spit out, his eyes were blood-red, he stared at Han Xiaoyao, and said angrily: "Han-Xiao-Yao-"

Ouyang Xian'er Lian walked three zhang away from the Mongolian National Division, a master like the Mongolian National Division, even if she was seriously injured, she didn't dare to underestimate it, for fear that one would accidentally be hurt by him. smiled: "Don't worry, Master Guoshi, it'll be you later." ”

The Mongolian national teacher looked at Ouyang Xian'er and shouted angrily: "Is it your ghost?" poof~" Affecting the injury, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ouyang Xian'er chuckled and said, "Master Guoshi, this is a blood spirit dementor, which can control people's minds for a short time. As he spoke, he looked at Yan Jun, who was only holding a breath, and said, "But the national teacher is really ruthless, Yan Jun is also your disciple no matter how you say it, but now he has been beaten half to death by you, I am afraid that he will be crippled if he is saved." She moved her footsteps, walked to Yan Jun's side, stretched out her right hand, stroked Yan Jun's face, and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are in such pain, why don't I help you get rid of it." The jade hand slid to Yan Jun's throat, and with a "click", it crushed Yan Jun's neck and ended his life. There is a great master of the Mongolian national teacher, a little Yan Jun, of course she doesn't need it. The more human blood is sucked at one time, the more serious the sequelae will be.

Han Xiaoyao's heart trembled: "Talking and laughing and killing, this woman's methods are really ruthless." ”

The Mongolian national teacher was agitated by Ouyang Xian'er's words, and when he saw that his disciple was killed by Ouyang Xian'er, his qi and blood surged, and the blood couldn't help but spit out, and he was injured and injured. Just now he was doing his best to heal his injuries, but he didn't expect Yan Jun to suddenly appear and sneak attack him, he was shocked and angry, and before he could think about it, he tried his best and slapped Yan Jun with a palm, how deep his skill was, even if he was seriously injured, his skill was far inferior to his heyday, but with a palm, it was a great luck that Yan Jun did not fall on the spot. However, Yan Jun did not escape Ouyang Xian'er's poisonous hands in the end.

Ouyang Xian'er saw that the Mongolian national teacher was provoked by her own words, and her injuries were a little more serious, a smile appeared on her face, she turned her head to look at Han Xiaoyao, and said, "Han Xiaoyao, you give the Mongolian national teacher a ride, don't beat people to death." ”

Han Xiaoyao is now like a machine controlled by Ouyang Xian'er, after answering the "yes", he stepped towards the Mongolian national teacher, but his mind was very vigilant, in the face of a master like the Mongolian national teacher, even if he was seriously injured, he had to be careful, and he could sail a ship for ten thousand years.

Han Xiaoyao's jade fan was closed, castration was like the wind, and the tricks followed the momentum, pointing at the 'Xuanji Acupoint' of the Mongolian national teacher.

Although the Mongolian national teacher was seriously injured, but his right palm was chopped out, it was still a strong wind, and suddenly there was a "bang", and the jade fan in Han Xiaoyao's hand was shattered by the Mongolian national teacher's palm, Han Xiaoyao's wrist was shocked, and he only felt a numb right arm.

The Mongolian national division was already in a murderous move, and his left hand slapped down with his right palm, hitting Han Xiaoyao's chest.

Han Xiaoyao saw that the Mongolian national division was slashing with another palm, and the power was indeed extraordinary, he was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that the Mongolian national teacher had already reached the point of being seriously injured and dying, and he could still have such skills. He leaned to the left, flashed a palm, and then, he turned his momentum halfway, and slashed at the ribs of the Mongolian division with a "split empty palm".

Ouyang Xian'er saw that the Mongolian National Division was still so brave under the serious injury, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but although she also knew that the Mongolian National Division was now at the end of the crossbow, but just in case, she still did not join the battle, and decided to take a look first, she would not put herself in danger.

The Mongolian division and Han Xiaoyao attacked each other, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while, and as time passed, the Mongolian division gradually became invincible, he was first hit hard by the combination of Master Huijing and the ghost hand doctor, and then was attacked by Yan Jun, which made him more injured and injured, and now it can be said that he has reached the point where he has run out of oil and dried up. Suddenly, his eyes were dark, his pupils were dilated, and his mind was confused, and there were more and more flaws in his moves.

Seeing this, Ouyang Xian'er said secretly: "It's time to make a move." Suddenly, her delicate body writhed, flew out, and went straight to the Mongolian national teacher, at this moment, she was already close, waved her right hand, slapped a palm, and directly hit the Mongolian national teacher's chest, and then quickly clicked the four acupoints of the Mongolian national teacher. This was an extremely fast moment, and the Mongolian national teacher let out a muffled snort, and his whole body strength was suddenly completely gone, and he was slaughtered. The next moment, Ouyang Xian'er possessed and bit the neck of the Mongolian national teacher, sucking his blood.

Han Xiaoyao looked at this scene and collapsed directly to the ground, the scene in front of him was far more terrifying than the feeling that life was worse than death when the Blood Soul Needle attacked. He originally thought that Ouyang Xian'er was just killing people to take revenge, but he never expected that Ouyang Xian'er would actually suck the blood of the Mongolian national teacher, and she would do it if it was against people and intolerable to heaven. This woman is crazy, she is simply a demon from hell.

Ouyang Xian'er sucked the qi and blood of the Mongolian national teacher, and said with great joy: "It is worthy of the qi and blood of a master, it is so rich, as long as I can refine his qi and blood, I can at least get seven or eight tenths of his skill." Hahaha. She laughed wildly, looked at Han Xiaoyao on the side, pursed her lips, and said, "What, you're scared?"

Han Xiaoyao's heart trembled, Ouyang Xian'er had blood hanging from the corners of her mouth at this time, and it was chilling to look at, she shook her head again and again: "No, no." ”

Ouyang Xian'er's red tongue stretched out, licking the residual blood at the corner of her mouth, as if she was intoxicated, as if she was reminiscing, and after a while, she suddenly said: "This is the blood spirit divine skill, which is a peerless divine skill that turns the opponent's skill into its own by sucking the opponent's qi and blood." As long as I refine the skills of the Mongolian national teacher into my own, I can get at least seven or eight tenths of his skills. If I find a master to suck their qi and blood, then who is my opponent in the world......" As she spoke, two sharp rays of blood shot out of her eyes, she looked directly at Han Xiaoyao, and said coldly: "...... Han Xiaoyao, give me a reason not to kill you. ”

Han Xiaoyao retreated in a panic, and hurriedly said, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I can be your slave." ”

Ouyang Xian'er stepped forward and snorted, "I don't need a slave who is as stupid as a pig. ”

Han Xiaoyao hurriedly said: "Wait, wait!"

Ouyang Xian'er snorted and said, "What else do you want to say?"

Han Xiaoyao said: "The fairy martial arts are invincible in the world, and he will definitely win the world one day." But after all, the fairy is just a person, although he is not talented, but there are still some people under his hands, we can take refuge in the fairy, be the slave of the fairy, and contribute to the fairy king in the world. ”

Ouyang Xian'er's heart moved, it is indeed true, no matter how high a person's martial arts are, he is still a person after all, and he is no match for the combination of thousands of masters, but she really can't look down on this bit of family background in Xiaoyao Villa. She laughed and mocked: "Han Xiaoyao, are you joking? You have no talents and no masters in Xiaoyao Villa, do you think I will take it seriously?"

Han Xiaoyao's face turned red, indeed, although Xiaoyao Villa is known as one of the three major villas in martial arts, it is just that people in the martial arts can barely call it because he is a rising star in martial arts. Regardless of the master's background, he is at most a second-rate force in the martial arts. Seeing that Ouyang Xian'er was murderous against him, how could he hesitate, and hurriedly said: "It's not Xiaoyao Villa, of course the little fairy in Xiaoyao Villa will not be put in the eyes of the fairy." "I'm afraid that if it's too late, I will be killed by Ouyang Xian'er.

Ouyang Xian'er paused his hand and said strangely: "Oh, isn't it Xiaoyao Mountain Villa?

Han Xiaoyao said: "I can lead everyone in the Black Demon Hall to surrender to the fairy. ”

Ouyang Xian'er said curiously: "Black Demon Palace?" and said: "The Black Demon Palace, along with the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Hundred Flowers Palace, are known as the three major factions of the Demon Gate, and the masters are like clouds, how can they listen to you?"

Han Xiaoyao said: "The Black Demon Hall was secretly established by my father, and of course I have listened to the orders of my Han family for generations. ”

Ouyang Xian'er was surprised: "So, you Han Xiaoyao still have a great background?"

Han Xiaoyao said: "Don't hide it from the fairy, Han Xiaoyao is not my real name, my real name is Han Fu." ”

"Han Fu?" Ouyang Xian'er chewed in her heart, thinking in her mind, it seemed that there was no such number one person in the martial arts. I only heard Han Xiaoyao continue: "My father is Han Lin'er, the king of Xiaoming. ”

Ouyang Xian'er was taken aback. Although Han Lin'er, the king of Xiaoming, passed away, and his name gradually disappeared in the hearts of everyone, many people can't forget him. As the leader of the peasant uprising at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Han Lin'er, the king of Xiaoming, drove out the Mongol Tatars and established the Han and Song dynasties, which was a great achievement in restoring the Han people.

Han Xiaoyao said: "At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, my grandfather Han Shantong organized a mass uprising with the White Lotus Sect to drive out the Mongolian Tatars, but later, he was suppressed and brutalized by the Mongolian Tatars, and my grandfather was also killed. Later, my father realized that the White Lotus Sect alone was not enough, so he secretly established the Black Evil Temple. There is the White Lotus Sect in the open, and there is the Black Demon Hall in the dark, which strengthens the anti-Yuan forces. It's just a pity that Zhu Yuanzhang took advantage of the situation and seized the world, he used iron-blooded means to suppress the White Lotus Sect, and the Black Demon Hall escaped because of its deep hiding. ”

Ouyang Xian'er nodded and said, "I see!" and asked, "It is rumored that Zhu Yuanzhang sent someone to sink Han Lin'er, the king of Xiaoming, to death in the river, I don't know if it's true?"

Han Xiaoyao shook his head, grief flashed in his eyes, and said, "I don't know either, but I think it's not far from ten." I was just born that year, and fortunately I was rescued, otherwise I wouldn't have survived if Zhu Yuanzhang knew about my existence. ”

Ouyang Xian'er said: "You named the word 'Fu', just to restore the Han and Song dynasties, right?"

Han Xiaoyao said: "That's right!"

Ouyang Xian'er was silent for a while, and then said, "Since the Black Demon Palace was established by your father, then why don't you build a Joyful Mountain Villa in the martial arts instead of the Black Demon Palace?"

Han Xiaoyao said: "...... I actually wanted to build another Black Evil Palace, a decent Black Evil Palace. Since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people have won the world. The evil of the demon gate has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if the Black Demon Temple dominates the rivers and lakes, it will give people the impression that it is domineering and conquering, not to convince people with virtue, he will act righteous every day, and he will not have the will of the people. But the right way, at least pay attention to convincing people with morality, even if there is a dark side, but it gives people more senses is chivalrous for the people. In this way, it will be much easier to win the hearts and minds of the people. ”

Ouyang Xian'er couldn't help laughing, and said, "Han Xiaoyao, you are really good at laughing, even if you turn Xiaoyao Mountain Villa into another righteous black evil hall? Now the Daming Dynasty is becoming more and more stable, the national strength is getting stronger and stronger, and all the rivers and lakes and martial arts are also subject to the rule of the imperial court." Although the power of the Black Demon Hall is not weak, and there are many masters, but it lacks the top masters, and it does not even have the strength to merge the three factions of the Demon Sect, let alone dominate the martial arts. As for winning the hearts of the people and overthrowing the Ming Dynasty, it is an ethereal empty word. ”

Han Xiaoyao let out a long sigh and said, "What the fairy said is right. Then he said: "It is absolutely impossible to cultivate my martial arts now, but what about twenty years from now? At that time, my martial arts will definitely be able to reach the height of Mo Wudao, or even surpass, and at that time, it will be much easier for me to merge the various factions of the martial arts and unify the rivers and lakes." ”

Ouyang Xian'er said: "Twenty years, you really can't wait." ”

Han Xiaoyao sighed: "Any operation and arrangement will take time before it will bear fruit. Martial arts ultimately pay attention to the heroes based on martial arts, and only higher martial arts can do more. Twenty years later, with my martial arts reputation, I am definitely the top figure in the martial arts, and at that time, it is very possible to dominate the rivers and lakes. As long as I have enough strength, I will identify myself, my father King Xiao Ming is the co-master of the world, Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor, is not right, and his words are not good, as long as I stand up to morality, I will definitely be able to respond to every call. ”

"One call?" Ouyang Xian'er sneered and said, "It's really a fool's dream,...... Zhu Yuanzhang drove the Mongolian Tartars back to the Mobei grassland, and returned the Han people, which is already the heart of the world. In another twenty years, the foundation of the Ming Dynasty will become more and more stable, do you think your identity as the son of King Xiao Ming will have much effect?"

Han Xiaoyao said: "There are always some people in this world who are desperate for profit. Besides, in recent years, Zhu Yuanzhang has been brutal, killing people like hemp, and slaughtering Manchus at every turn, even his descendants cannot erase his crimes. Once I get up and tell the world about his crimes, I will definitely be able to gain the support of many people, overthrow the Ming Dynasty, and rebuild the Han and Song dynasties. ”

Ouyang Xian'er sneered: "I have to say, although you Han Xiaoyao is as stupid as a pig, you really have a lot of thoughts. ”

Han Xiaoyao lowered his posture and said, "What the fairy said is extremely true, but ...... This was the villain's previous idea, and now, the villain has a completely new idea, that is, to take refuge in the fairy. As long as you control the Black Demon Palace, it will be much easier to further merge the three factions of the Demon Gate, and after that, you will further dominate the martial arts and dominate the rivers and lakes. ”

Ouyang Xian'er said: "Later, is it to overthrow the Ming Dynasty, establish a new dynasty, and establish an indestructible foundation?"

Han Xiaoyao flattered: "With the magic power of a fairy, I am afraid that it will not take ten years to achieve the throne." At that time, you will be able to reign over the world and become the second empress in the ages. ”

Ouyang Xian'er murmured, "Second Empress?" After being silent for a while, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and her footsteps slowly pressed towards Han Xiaoyao, her eyes revealing murderous intentions.

Han Xiaoyao didn't expect Ouyang Xian'er to kill him, his body was so frightened that he took a step back, accidentally landed on a stone, and fell to the ground, his heart like ashes.

Ouyang Xian'er suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha, okay, for the sake of you being so useful, I won't kill you." ”

Han Xiaoyao's dead face returned to ruddy, and he said happily: "Thank you fairy, thank you fairy......"

Ouyang Xian'er snorted coldly and said, "Useless man, hmph, go find me something to eat." ”

Han Xiaoyao hurriedly went to find something to eat, now in front of Ouyang Xian'er, he can only be obedient and obedient, if he dislikes her, it will be difficult to save his life. Fortunately, in the mountains and forests, there are many wild boars and hares, and it is very easy to find food.

Ouyang Xian'er ignored the corpses all over the ground, walked into one of the yurts, sat down, and practiced his skills. Towards the end of the evening, she finished her work and pondered: "I have now sucked the qi and blood of the Mongolian national teacher, although I can turn seven or eight out of ten of his skills into my own strength, but there are still two or three out of ten of them will remain in the body, if I don't eliminate them, sooner or later it will become a disaster." ”

Nothing in the world is perfect, and the blood spirit divine skill is also flawed, and it cannot absorb the qi and blood of others without restriction and turn it into its own power. The higher the martial arts person's qi and blood, the more difficult it is to digest, the more qi and blood remain in the body, the stronger the backlash, and the longer the time to eliminate the sequelae. If you suck qi and blood recklessly, you will be eaten by all kinds of incompatible qi and blood remaining in your body, and you will explode yourself.

walked out of the yurt, but he didn't see Han Xiaoyao's figure, and couldn't help scolding: "What a waste, let him find something to eat for so long." ”

In the evening in the forest, there was a gust of wind, shaking the branches and leaves of the trees. Ouyang Xian'er stood in the forest, took a deep breath, slowly spit out, and suddenly the palm of her right hand reached forward, turning into a claw, and her left hand also turned into a claw, striking out one after another, the claw fingers danced, and the body followed, interspersed and moved back between more than ten large pine trees, running faster and faster, and suddenly, I saw a red shadow circling and flying in the forest.

Ouyang Xian'er swung with her claws, the output of internal force was endless, ten fingers were like hooks like cones, the claws were sneering against the air, her claws couldn't stop slapping on the trunk, only to hear the clicking sound, and several waist-thick trees were destroyed under the strength of her claws, fast and ruthless. On the ground, she hit the claw with her right hand, and her internal strength continued to leak out, and she sent it forward, and suddenly made a big hole in the ground in front of her. She took a deep breath, her internal force spit out quickly, and with a suck of her claws, a stone the size of a human head in the distance was suddenly taken into his hand in the air, and with a hard pinch of her claw fingers, the stone suddenly turned into powder.

She jumped again, her right claw poked out, and the internal force was transported to the five fingers of her right hand, and five blood-red energy rays shot out of her five fingers, turning into a solid form, and a big tree in front of her was shot out of five holes by him. Immediately, her moves became slower and slower, and her internal force slowly converged, and after a while, she stood up, her face showing joy, and she thought: "The power of this blood god claw is really extraordinary. ”

When she turned around, she suddenly saw a man standing not far from her, his face pale with fright.

Master Huijing's face was gloomy, and she shouted, "Xian'er, what kind of evil skill did you practice just now?"

Ouyang Xian'er hurriedly knelt down and said in a panic: "Disciple...... Disciple...... I didn't practice any evil skills. She was so focused on practicing just now that she didn't even notice anyone approaching.

Master Hui Jing snorted: "Hmph, you still dare to quibble." I watched you practice just now, and your whole body is full of yin and evil aura, and what kind of claw technique did you use just now?"

Ouyang Xian'er said in fear: "Master, disciple...... Disciple...... Ignorance. ”

Master Hui Jing sighed: "Xian'er, martial arts must be cultivated step by step, and following the crooked path of the evil sect may make your martial arts great, but it will leave endless disasters." ”

Ouyang Xian'er sobbed: "The disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

Master Hui Jing said: "In the future, don't practice that evil claw skill, you didn't see that your body was full of evil qi just now." ”

Ouyang Xian'er said, "Yes, Master." The disciple will never practice again in the future. ”