"Invincible Swordsman" Qin Da stood on the stone platform at the entrance of the patio, looking at the more than a dozen corpses lying in a pool of blood in the field, most of them were sneak attackers, and the rest were loyal Zhuang guards and martial arts friends of Qinjiazhuang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He couldn't help but raise his head suddenly with grief and indignation, his eyes were full of divine light, and he looked up to the sky and gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "What a Fallen Soul Valley in one palace, two valleys and three major forts, there is no injustice and no revenge to attack the village, and my Qinjiazhuang and you will not stand together!"

"What, are they from the Valley of Fallen Souls?" The love master walked over with a pale face, still reminiscing about the battle on the front line of life and death just now, if it weren't for the help of the white-clothed young knight who fell from the sky, facing the black-robed evil man who was covered with poison, I am afraid that he would have been more than lucky. Therefore, she has a lot of gratitude and affection for Bai Wenyu. When I heard that the incoming enemy was from the three major forts of the current martial arts rankings, one palace, two valleys, my heart was shocked. These seven mysterious places are comparable to Shaolin Wudang and other factions. The palace is Tianxiang Palace, the second valley is the Valley of the Netherworld and the Valley of the Fallen Soul, and the three major forts are Yanjia Fort, Youlong Fort and Liuyun Fort.

Qin Da lowered his head and stared at the embarrassed master who came over, seeing that her fair jade face was blue and even paler, his heart tightened, his angry look and gaze softened for a moment, he nodded naturally, and then asked with infinite concern: "You're okay, right?" ”

When the fifty-year-old teacher heard this, his still graceful body in a nun's plain clothes trembled slightly, a trace of brilliance flashed across his pale face, his eyes were imperceptibly moist and hot, and he shook his head with emotion in his heart, indicating that he was fine, please rest assured.

"Invincible Swordsman" Qin Da is a few years older than Shi Tai, playing a childhood sweetheart, the two of them have no guesses, their respective encounters, and later the article has its own description. He felt Shitai's reaction, and his heart was gloomy and melancholy, and he couldn't help but feel distressed and speechless.

In the silence, in the courtyard courtyard, a group of people poured in, one was the Confucian scholar Gu Yunpiao, the other was a bald fat monk with a gourd face, and the other grim-faced Taoist priest and the young owner of Qinjiazhuang "Haifeng Sword" Qin Shikai led more than 20 martial arts heroes with weapons, and followed with great momentum, many of whom were injured.

"Brother Qin, are you okay here, who made that long howl just now?" Confucian Gu Yunpiao stopped and opened his mouth to speak, but unexpectedly, the ridiculous fat monk beside him took the lead.

When everyone quieted down, Mrs. Sadmus said the situation here succinctly. At the end, the Confucian scholar Gu Yunpiao on the side suddenly exclaimed to himself: "Ah, he is here too." Come well, otherwise we will suffer a great loss. ”

While talking, Yuxiang rushed over in a panic, faced the owner of the Qin village, and shouted urgently: "The owner of the village, the young master, it's not good, Miss Cui just shed tears and disappeared from the village with a small burden!"

One wave was not settled, and the second wave rose again, only to see Yu Chun wipe his eyes and break into the courtyard, separate the crowd, come to the front, and see the owner of Qin Zhuang, her tears flowed down "loudly", and she said silently: "Owner, Miss is gone, there is such a fierce commotion outside, I went to her room to see why she didn't come out to fight." Unbeknownst to him, there was no one in the house, and the clothes that the young lady usually wore were gone. ”

Everyone became more and more frightened, and they were at a loss, and the "invincible swordsman" Qin Da was so angry that he couldn't say a word, and he stared at the two maids with a pair of tiger eyes. No one noticed that Qin Shikai, the young owner of the Qin family, who was about to be the groom, turned pale and blue in an instant, his eyes were full of tears, his lips trembled, and he quietly left everyone while people were not paying attention.

In the late autumn, the mountains and hills of Shu are not high, as well as the rice fields that are idle after harvesting, and the withered yellow rice stumps are covered by a wet mist. Perhaps, a few days ago, there was a light rain, and the whole world was like a clumsy and boring buffalo, just tumbling out of a muddy and dirty mud pond. The melancholy haze was solemnly wrapped around the withered and swaying thatch, as if the sky would be sprinkled with a hazy drizzle at dawn.

It is this kind of season that starts from outside the west gate of Quzhou City, passes through a meandering and clear stream, and crosses the pass between two hills. Along the red mud path near the mountain, across a ravine and ravine, from a large stone plate under a big mountain like a saddle, to the mountain bay formed by the collision with another mountain, in a secluded place by the mountain, there are a few tall green trees, a few peach trees and plum trees with falling leaves, accompanied by a rich cypress forest, and two old locust trees with yellow leaves, showing an inverted concave thatched hut courtyard.

The cold fog is muddy and confused, the small courtyard of the thatched hut is hazy, and there are several neat green vegetable fields in front of the courtyard dam, including small cabbage, green vegetables, radish, shallots, garlic seedlings, etc. On the left side, there is a large deep bamboo forest that hangs high and lightly, and there are two piles of tombless mounds facing east, which are neatly trimmed and there is not a trace of weeds. The residue of incense in front of the grave indicates that people worship here every year.

It's dawning, and this place should be quiet and peaceful, but at this time, a terrible human tragedy has occurred.

But seeing that on the empty dam in front of the house, a big black dog's head was crooked and died on the ground, and the shouts of the fierce human fighting exploded in the air. The figures moved back and forth, and an old peasant in gray clothes and coarse cloth, like a mad tiger, made all his moves with a desperate move, trying to force back or quickly defeat the middle-aged man in purple, so as to take the opportunity to get out and rush to the door. But the enemy was tightly pressed and defended, and did not give him the slightest opportunity to take advantage of it.

In addition to the two fighting men, there were also six black-clad warriors in the field, lined up in front of the steps of the main entrance of the hut, their faces were full of strange and obscene colors, their eyes were full of indifference, their heads were slightly tilted back, and their ears were wide open to eavesdrop on the sounds coming from the hut door behind them.

"Bang, bang, bang......" There was a continuous sound of fragile objects falling to the ground, a young girl's cry of grief and fear, and an old man's smug laughter. Then, the girl screamed in horror, and there was the sound of continuous tearing of the clothes......

Suddenly, in the thatched hut made of red mud, a short scream of a girl broke through the air, causing the surrounding air to suddenly tighten, making people deeply feel the unwarranted terror and resentment. The scream disappeared in an instant, and the innocent girl must have fainted from being bullied.

"Brute, Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" The gray-clothed old peasant's eyes were as red as fire, leaching a little blood; his lips bitten by his teeth were dripping with bursts of blood, staining the placket of his chest red; his wrinkled face was even more miserable and indignant, as terrifying as a ghost, and miserable.

The gray-clothed old peasant thought of the destruction of his relatives in the house, and suddenly lost his mind, his whole body was as crazy as a wounded tiger, and he completely gave up his defense, and a powerful and incomparable force poured out from his body, and he attacked the man in purple with all his might, and his might was different from before.

After a few moves, the evil man with a scar on his face suddenly couldn't parry for a while, and his hands and feet were busy. Helplessly resisted for a while, and then shook himself and wanted to retreat. Who knows, this move is full of flaws, the empty door is wide open, and he is cold and unguarded by several heavy palms on his chest, his heart is broken, blood is spurting from his mouth, and his whole body can't hold it, and he falls to the ground and dies.

The old peasant killed the enemy with one palm, and without slacking off, and without looking at the corpses on the ground, he hurriedly pounced on the six samurai who were blocking the way, and took the enemy by surprise with the ferocity of overwhelming the mountains and seas. One person in the middle bore the brunt, "Ah yo" was hit by a huge palm, which could not be supported for a while, sprayed blood arrows wildly, flew upside down, and crashed into a corner of the mud wall on the right side of the grass house, and immediately the grass house collapsed, burying it without movement.

The remaining five men in blue clothes were so frightened by the old peasant's fierce power that they instinctively dodged aside, allowing the old peasant to take the opportunity to break through and rush to the gate. When the five men saw the old farmer passing by, they suddenly remembered something, and they couldn't help but wake up, beat a spirit, shouted angrily, and slapped the old farmer's back with a wave of their palms.

At the same time, the door of the grass house was suddenly opened, and a black shadow shot out from it, and the head was a fierce palm, which made the old farmer who had lost his mind cold, snorted, couldn't help but spit blood, and couldn't help but retreat backwards. Clinker, the palm power of five men in strong suits, attacked one after another from behind. How could he avoid his seriously injured body? He had to be slapped so hard that he was beaten to the ground on the spot, vomiting blood and unable to struggle, and he landed on the meat on the chopping board of a few people, and let him slaughter it.

The black shadow retreated, took a few steps back and stopped in front of the door of the house, revealing his figure: it turned out to be a hideous-looking old villain, dressed in a golden silk robe, with a few torn strips of cloth hanging on his chest, fluttering like a spirit flag, like a demon who had just come out of hell, which made people fear, hate, and helpless. At this time, his hair crown was crooked and unkempt, and a numb face like a popping bean was imprinted with several bloodstained new claw marks, which added a more vicious and terrifying atmosphere.

"Hehe, 'Water Dragon God', this is what happens if you don't say 'Haotian Divine Jade'!" the golden-robed old man smiled coldly, and said with a grim expression in his mouth.

"Wang Zuji, the old man has no grievances and no enmity with you in the Valley of the Fallen Soul, and today I killed my daughter, Lao Tzu and you are struggling!" The "Water Dragon God" staggered and finally struggled to stand up, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were round, and his mouth roared like a wounded beast, accumulating a trace of residual true strength, and not rushing towards the enemy with all his might.

"Hehe, 'Water Dragon God', you can't do it, you have followed the 'Sword King' Bai Zhengnan for so many years in vain!" Wang Zuji, the valley lord of the Fallen Soul Valley, sneered and raised his arm, and his right palm exhaled a black energy, effortlessly caught the palm that pounced, and the strength was returned, and the seriously injured "Water Dragon God" who was suddenly shocked vomited blood again, his body trembled and stood unsteadily, and he made a roundabout, "poof" fell to the ground, weak and tired, and no longer had the strength to fight back.

"Hehe, 'Water Dragon God', do you mean to say where Bai Zhengnan hid the 'Haotian Divine Jade'?" Wang Zuji asked viciously again.

Before the "Water Dragon God" could speak, the figure at the door of the grass house flickered, and a young girl with old and tattered clothes and shoes, her hair was scattered, her jade face was as pale as paper, her beautiful eyes were resentful and angry, tears were rolling down, and she rushed out with her bare lotus feet, and let out a miserable cry of injury: "Daddy-".

Wang Zuji quickly flashed sideways, stretched out his right hand strangely, grabbed the girl's beautiful long hair, and dragged it back sharply without pity, "Ah!" The girl's painful nose was sour, tears flowed, and a delicate face was facing the sky, and the delicate body that rushed forward was vigorously dragged backwards, unable to move anymore.

The girl leaned back in pain, but stubbornly held up her weak body that had just been destroyed, her throat was so angry that her throat was hot and dry like fire, and her beautiful eyes were soaked with bloody tears, full of endless sorrow and despair. She couldn't see the old thief who was grabbing her hair roughly, only the thick and indifferent fog in the air, as if through the fog layer, she saw the indifference of God on top of her. Where is the way of heaven? Is there no heavenly principle in this world?

"Stinky girl, don't think about the past!" Wang Zuji grabbed her hair hard, looking cruel and cold.

"Wang Zuji, let go of my daughter! Let go of her! Yulian, Daddy is sorry for you!" The "Water Dragon God" saw his beloved daughter fall into the clutches of pain and helplessness, his chest was like a thousand arrows in his heart, and his internal organs were burning, and he screamed angrily and struggled to get up, but in vain.

"Let her go, hehe, yes, tell the whereabouts of the 'Haotian Divine Jade', and the lord of this valley will let her go. ”

"You, you, you demon with a thousand cuts! Beast! Don't want to get the Divine Jade! You won't be able to die well!" The "Water Dragon God" trembled violently with anger, and it seemed that countless gunpowder was exploding in his heart, but he couldn't vent it, only his eyes were burning, scorching, just like the inextinguishable raging flames that happened in the riverside manor three years ago.

The sky was completely bright, the fog became white and weak, and the tangible and qualitative things spread in the air everywhere, scattered irregularly, and gradually thinned, and the visibility became wider, and a faint red flame could be seen rising faintly in the sky.

"Hehe, surnamed Qiao, this is what you said, when the time comes, don't blame the valley lord for being ruthless and cruel!" Wang Zuji was extremely angry, gritted his teeth and said, a pair of triangular eyes shot out of obscene and vicious light, falling directly on Qiao Yulian's desperately struggling body, I don't know what kind of vicious ghost idea he was fighting.

"You, you evil in hell, demon, you, you will suffer, you will be punished, you should be ......" "Water Dragon God" heart is like a knife, and he shouts incoherently, strong luck, struggling and trying to stand up. Unexpectedly, it involved an internal injury that was difficult to treat, and before the sentence was finished, he could no longer support it, and he couldn't get up in one breath, and his whole strength was suddenly withdrawn, and he fell to the ground on his back all of a sudden, and let out a last roar, and a large mass of black and clumpy blood gushed out of his mouth, and his limbs twitched, and he suddenly stopped moving, and his eyes were wide open, looking at the sky, as if to say: God, it is unfair! Unjust! Why did I suffer such a tragic fate? My daughter is only in her teens, she is innocent, innocent......

When Yulian heard her father's sad cry before he died, Huo Ran woke up and pulled her back to reality from the sea of bitterness surrounded by grief and resentment. The strength of stubborn resistance rose in his heart like a raging wave, and the upside-down delicate body completely forgot the pain, and writhed and struggled. Just when Wang Zuji witnessed the accidental death of the "Water Dragon God" and ruined his plan, he was stunned in his heart, and as soon as his hand was loosened, Yulian fell heavily to the ground. Soon, she jumped up again in desperation, pounced on her father, who had already lost his soul, and stroked his chest back and forth in horror, hoping that he would wake up.

However, no matter how hard Yulian stroked, Daddy Qiao didn't move. She was desperate, her heart was full of sorrow, and tears rained down, but she couldn't make the slightest cry out of her mouth. However, the boiling blood in her chest would burst her entire body into countless fragments, desolate fragments, and die with her enemies.

"Stinky girl, quickly say where is the 'Haotian Divine Jade'? Don't blame the old man for destroying flowers with his hot hands when the time comes!" Wang Zuji flashed over, grabbed the hair on her head again, and pulled it down fiercely, face to face, foaming at the mouth, and his face was hideous and vicious like a devil.

Qiao Yulian hated it, there was a gurgling sound in her throat, and the remaining trace of true power in her body was forced, Sakura's lips opened angrily, and a mouthful of thick phlegm hit Wang Zuji's face as fast as lightning. Then, with the vigorous stroke of his hands, the delicate body twisted to fight the enemy desperately.

Wang Zuji, the valley lord of the Fallen Soul Valley, was furious, and the murderous machine suddenly started, and he didn't care about wiping off the thick phlegm on his face, so he raised his palm and slapped it towards Yulian's head, and shouted with hatred in his mouth: "Kill you, you ......."

At the critical moment, a long roaring dragon roar that shook the universe came from the sky, which shook all the wicked people in the field, and the eardrums exploded and were about to burst, making Wang Zuji stop in shock and look up.

It was too late, it was fast, the whistling sound did not stop, and a white figure passed through the vegetable field indescribably fast, and shot straight at the void with a divine spirit. Before anyone arrived, a powerful and powerful wind, with a piercing low roar, swept through the gaps of everyone's vacancy, and broke into Wang Zuji's chest.

In the end, it was the valley master of the Fallen Soul Valley, and his skills were extraordinary, but the situation was not right, so he hurriedly threw away Qiao Yulian, and he didn't have time to think, because he had deep internal skills, he raised his arm and forcibly connected the countless palm shadows that flew in.

"Boom!" a rolling thunder exploded, and then Wang Zuji let out a heart-wrenching scream, his right hand was broken, and his whole body crashed across the mud wall of the thatched hut, and fell into the dung pit of the empty pigsty next to the house, and immediately fell silent. Then, there were several screams in the courtyard, and at the same time, Qiao Yulian's exclamation was heard, and she was lifted off the ground by a fierce whirling force, and flew several feet away. She thought that this was either death or injury, so she closed her eyes with tears and waited for death, which was exactly what she couldn't ask for, and now she was alive, it was really better to live than to die.

As soon as the thought arose, a delicate body was about to fall, who knows, a rich fragrance came to the nose, the body slammed, and a strong and warm arm held her up and fell to the ground. At the same time, there was an excited shout that was both familiar and very distant in his ears: "Jade, Sister Yulian!"