Coming mountain rain

......

Early in the morning, in the city of Luyangfang. Li Fugui lazily opened the door, stretched his waist and yawned a lot, thinking of the girl in the rejuvenation building last night, and felt that his waist and knees were sore. Thinking of the subtleties, the corners of his mouth curled, and his heart rippled again! He muttered: "People are old!

Habitually cleaning this small store that I have been staying in for decades, I don't know why, today I suddenly feel a thousand emotions! After all, I have been here for ten years.

I thought that business would be depressed as before, so I simply went back to the backyard to sit down. I didn't think that it would be a long time before business came to the door. Although it was a sect's business, it was also related to its own interests, so he greeted it.

"What do you want to buy?"

It was a young man in brocade, followed by an old man who looked like a servant. With Li Fugui's eyes for many years in business, it can be seen at a glance that this young man must be a powerful person of the Xiuzhen family.

After walking in, I found that there was an indescribable aura on this young man's body, which gave Li Fugui the feeling that it was as cold as if he had suddenly walked from a warm spring to a cold winter.

"What can be here? Why does Liu Lao insist on coming here?" the young man looked at Li Fugui's body and said in disgust.

Liu Lao, who was behind him, listened to the young man's words, and immediately stepped forward to the young man's side, showing a cruel smile and said: "This place belongs to the Feibo Sect, the old slave didn't say it before, he wanted to surprise the young master!"

Li Fugui listened to the conversation between the two people in front of him, and immediately felt that something was wrong, but the two people in front of him had not made any excessive moves at present, and he was open to do business, so of course he couldn't drive the guests out. So he didn't speak, he stood quietly, but secretly retracted his hand into his sleeve and pinched a jade slip.

When the young man heard Fei Bozong, his eyes were full of excitement, and he seemed extremely excited. The temperament suddenly became very bewitching, and the black hair slowly rendered, and finally became blood red. With a wave of his hand, he pointed at Li Fugui, and with a buzz, a blood-red long knife flew out from behind the young man and went straight to Li Fugui's door.

Seeing the Blood Knife, Li Fugui felt familiar, thought about it for a while, and immediately exclaimed: "This is the Blood Demon Sect's Ghost Head Knife!!"

It was almost noon, and Luyangfang City was bustling, crowded with people at a glance, and it was strange to say that there were suddenly more people in Luyangfang City recently.

The people on the streets were busy with their own lives. Suddenly, a thud drowned out all the sounds in the street. Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

A small building suddenly collapsed and turned into a sky of sand and stones. With the red light, two slightly embarrassed figures flew out of it. It's really the young man and Liu Lao who just used the ghost head knife.

There was chaos on the street, and someone said, "Isn't that the shopkeeper Li's shop?"

"Yes, yes! That's weird. ”

"What's so strange, it's clear that those two people did it. ”

Everyone turned their attention to Liu Lao and the young man. The young man immediately became impatient, and his whole body was full of anger, and the people around him only felt a chill on his body. Immediately stopped talking and left in a huff, because someone who could have such a strong evil aura must have killed a lot of living beings. Therefore, they are reluctant to stand up for a shopkeeper who has nothing to do with them.

"Fei Bo Sect is really not simple!" the young man dusted off his body and said with a look of resentment.

Liu Lao opened his mouth in fear, bent down and clenched his fists and said to the young man: "The old slave was overlooked for a while, which frightened the young master!"

The boy was about to speak, but was interrupted again.

"Yo! Isn't this the cold heart of the Blood Demon Sect, Leng Gongzi? How can you be so embarrassed? Do you want the little woman to appease her?" A delicate word like a spring water came out of a girl's mouth. This girl is wearing a light veil, and her delicate body can be vaguely seen, which makes people's mouth dry at a glance.

After listening to the other party's ridicule, Leng Xin was not polite, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Hmph! I didn't expect the opening of a inheritance place here, and even the table of Lanyue Pavilion knows! Could it be that there is some sao smell here, which you Shi Wan'er smelled?"

"It's not because Leng Gongzi is here, otherwise where does the sao smell come from?" Shi Wan'er said, chuckling like a silver bell, stroking her sleeve with one hand to cover half of her gorgeous face, and the flowers and branches trembled, full of charm.

"I didn't expect this maple leaf forest to have a place of inheritance, and it was opened. It also attracted the Holy Son of the Blood Demon Sect and the Holy Maiden of the Lanyue Pavilion. The voice came from the window of a liquor store on the side of the road, and following the voice, a young man with pale skin was lying on a coffin behind him, holding a wine jug in one hand, looking extremely lazy.

After Leng Xin and Shi Wan'er saw him, their expressions changed, the two of them stopped talking, and Shi Wan'er even took out a cloak and covered her body, covering her body under the light veil without revealing the slightest, and she didn't dare to say anything to tease. He seemed to be quite jealous of the boy.

"Lu Han!" Leng Xin suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence, and then said: "The inheritance of the inheritance land depends on our own ability, and there will be no time in the future!", and then he brushed his sleeves and left.

The people on the street looked at the scene in front of them and whispered. "Aren't these three people the holy sons and daughters of the three evil paths of southern Xinjiang? how could they come here?"

"You don't know this, Maple Ridge was shocked by a vision a few days ago, it seems to be some inheritance! They must be here for inheritance."

"Land of inheritance? that's great, I can go in and find some opportunities. ”

"Don't even think about it, the people who went this time are all masters, let's not go to join in the fun, so as not to take a small life!"

Compared with the hustle and bustle of Luyangfang City, the place where Fang Wenyuan was located seemed much quieter. At this time, it had been three days since he entered the fifth layer of the secret realm, and in the past three days, he and Mei Youcai had already experienced more than a dozen battles here.

The fifth layer of the secret realm is much more dangerous than the first four layers, and you have to be careful everywhere you walk here, and the injuries on their bodies are witnesses.

There is a kind of rat demon here, with black claws like knives and extremely fast, elusive, and if you are careless, you will be attacked by it.

Fang Wenyuan walked forward with a solemn face, and the three of them slowly moved forward back to back, and the three of them all had a yellow shield in their hands, which was full of scratches, which was shocking.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed from the side, and two clusters of purple light could be faintly seen, which was very weird. Fang Wenyuan immediately turned his head to look, his face sank, and after a while, he spoke: "How far is it?"

Wu Youcai looked around vigilantly, slowly groped in his arms with one hand, and only took out a broken chapter of drawings in the middle of the sound, glanced at it hurriedly, and said, "You should have reached the mountain in front of you!"

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow flashed in front of Wu Youcai, Wu Youcai was shocked, and immediately put his shield horizontally in front of him. With a bang, the scratched shield actually broke. Fang Wenyuan dodged, and the outer layer of the wounded ring on his right hand turned rapidly, and the silver thread immediately burst out, heading straight for the black shadow, and the black shadow was penetrated in an instant.

Fang Wenyuan's wrist was at the end, and the silver thread waved and trembled. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the true face of the black shadow was finally revealed, it was a black rat with purple eyes. Fang Wenyuan's face became extremely ugly, and he said, "The attacks are getting more and more intensive!"

"It seems that I am attracted by these foreign breaths! It's a pity that Lao Wu's silence has been used up outside the secret realm, otherwise it would be much easier!" Mei Youcai glanced around, and touched it with his elbow, and Li Youcai, who was slightly distracted, spoke.

After Li Youcai came back to his senses, his face was regretful, and his face was more ugly than his dead father. I heard him say in a daze: "My shield!

When Wu Youcai on the side heard this, he coughed dryly: "For the sake of the inheritance of the ancestors, this sacrifice is worth it! Hurry up! Give me another shield!"

"Your uncle! You are a dead star, you always provoke the attack of that dead mouse, you have broken my eight shields! Why don't you sacrifice? Why don't you sacrifice? Lao Tzu doesn't give it, you die!" Li Youcai jumped like thunder and yelled at Wu Youcai, with his rough fear of voice, it was still quite powerful.

Wu Youcai smiled embarrassedly, and when he wanted to speak again, Li Youcai took out a shield again and gave it to him with a heartache, and at the same time gritted his teeth and said: "Give you the last face, if it is broken again, you will die for Lao Tzu! Even if you don't die, Lao Tzu will strangle you with his own hands!"

Fang Wenyuan turned his head and stopped looking at the three of them, thinking in his heart, this Li Youcai is a second person, obviously his own Lao Tzu is a master of refining, and he doesn't know how many broken shields like this kind of refining are in his family, but he still regards them as the meat of his heart, and even if he wants to use it for many years, it has also attracted a burst of scolding from him.

The black shadow flickered, pulling Fang Wenyuan's mind back in an instant. Fang Wenyuan glanced around vigilantly to prevent the black demon rat from attacking.

It is also strange to say that since he entered the secret realm, he has killed no less than forty of these demon rats, and after each killing, the purple eyes of these demon rats will be shriveled, as if they have been sucked away. At the same time, he felt a warm flow in his left eye.

Thinking of what the desolate voice said when he entered the fifth layer of the secret realm, Fang Wenyuan vaguely understood. It seems to be some kind of inheritance here, and these demon rats may be the reward of the trial. After understanding this, Fang Wenyuan would kill the black demon rat as long as he saw it, leaving no one alive.

But as time passed, there were more and more demon rats attacking them around, and the attacks became more and more frequent, without giving him any respite, if it weren't for the assistance of the unbroken injuries and the Flowing Wind Boots, he might not have been able to support it for a long time, but even with the help of these three treasures, he still suffered some injuries, although not serious, but it still caused a slight obstacle to his movements

In the fifth-layer secret realm, a place a little farther away from Fang Wen, many demon rats were gathering, rushing towards the place where he was, and at their speed, they would arrive in half a day at most.