Ling Fan and Wu Yue chatted here, and before they knew it, after some time, the villagers who went up the mountain to hunt also came back one after another, but the harvest was very small, and even many villagers still had a lot of injuries.

"Did you encounter poisonous insects again?" Wu Yue asked suspiciously.

"Hey, isn't it?" one of the villagers sighed, and while bandaging his wound with a sackcloth, he continued to reply: "I don't know what's wrong, the poisonous insects have suddenly increased so much recently, it seems that it is difficult to hunt during this time!"

Hearing the answer between the two, Ling Fan next to him didn't speak, and could only sigh in his heart.

"Don't mention these unhappy things, although there is less game today, but the wine is enough. ”

While Wu Yue was chatting with the villagers, the village chief walked over from a distance with several women and children, each carrying a few wine jars in their hands.

"Yo...... Isn't this the village chief's aged daughter, Hong?"

At this time, the tables around Ling Fan had already been filled by the villagers, and one of the villagers immediately laughed and shouted when he looked at the wine jar in the village chief's hand.

"I already knew that you had coveted my daughter for a long time......," the village chief said in a loud voice with a red face, "Let you drink enough today, so as not to worry about it in the future!"

As he spoke, the village chief delivered a jar of wine to each table, and finally came to the table of Ling Fan and Wu Yue.

Although the villagers who came back also greeted Ling Fan, they may be wary of Ling Fan as an outsider, and they are not as enthusiastic as the village chief and Wu Yue. So this table is still just Ling Fan and Wu Yue.

"Little brother, come, drink a glass of water and wine first!" The village chief seemed to see some clues, and said to Ling Fan with a smile: "Don't you mind, the people in this village are not bad-hearted......" As he spoke, he slapped the mud seal of the wine jar in his hand, and suddenly, a rich aroma of wine spread.

The village chief was not very wary of Ling Fan, and he could even say that he liked it tightly. From the moment Ling Fan entered the village, the village chief was thinking about how to entertain him, thinking about it, except for a few jars of daughter Hong, there was nothing to get his hands on.

"Where does the village chief speak, the juniors have to thank the village chief for his hospitality. Ling Fandao didn't care, raised the wine bowl in his hand, and took a sip. Suddenly, a sweet and slightly spicy breath poured into his throat and spread throughout his body.

"It's really good wine!" Ling Fan exclaimed.

"It's good if the little brother likes it!" the village chief said, turned his head to Wu Yue and said, "Wu Yue, you can accompany the little brother to drink two more cups, presumably the groom official is about to arrive." He turned his head to Ling Fan and said apologetically: "I'm slacking, as soon as the groom's official arrives, the banquet will start." When the time comes, let the little brother taste the game in our mountains. ”

After the village chief gave another order to the villagers, he went to the entrance of the village alone, thinking that he should be going to greet the team.

Ling Fan and Wu Yue drank bowl by bowl, and in less than a cup of tea, the daughter red in the wine jar had already bottomed out.

At this time, at the entrance of the village, there was a sudden sound of messy horses' hooves. All the villagers stood up and looked at the entrance of the village expectantly.

Ling Fan suddenly frowned, put down the empty bowl in his hand, and suddenly got up and pulled Wu Yue up, ignoring Wu Yue's puzzled look, and walked quickly towards the entrance of the village.

Wu Yue looked at the young man beside him, and he didn't know what crazy the young man who was still smiling just now, and his face became as cold as ice at this moment.

Looking at Ling Fan's expression, Wu Yue didn't dare to say anything, and suddenly a feeling suddenly appeared in his heart: This young man is not an ordinary person. His body trembled with this thought, and his heart became slightly worried.

However, when the two of them walked to the entrance of the village, looking at the scene in front of them, Wu Yue finally understood why Ling Fan's face changed suddenly.

I saw dozens of horses parked at the entrance of the village, and on each horse, a big man was riding, led by a young man with a terrifying face. And the old Han village chief, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Phew!" The young man in the lead spat at the village chief lying on the ground, and shouted: "Old thing, don't you know who I am? Let me tell you, I am the young master of Heifeng Village, Song Shan! Hmph, you still dare to prevent me from entering the village to marry my delicate little lady, I really don't know whether I live or die!"

Hearing that this man named Song Shan was actually the son of the owner of the Black Wind Village, Ling Fan's heart immediately swelled with anger.

Coming out of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, Ling Fan had been looking for the location of the Black Wind Village, but the location of the Black Wind Village was like a mystery, even if he had just inquired about the villagers of Sanhe Village, he had not received any results.

At this time, he actually met the young master of the Black Wind Village, and the group of people in front of him, the highest cultivation was only Song Shan, who was the ninth layer of Qi Induction, and he was not his opponent at all, so he naturally didn't want to miss it.

Thinking of this, Ling Fan was about to start to arrest Song Shan, but before he could make a move, Wu Yue, who was just an ordinary person beside him, suddenly rushed over.

"You...... You ......" Wu Yue ran to the village chief with a trembling tone, picked him up, probed his nose, found that he was still breathing, relieved his mind a little, and then glared at Song Shan angrily and shouted: "You Black Wind Village, this group of beasts, you can go to the village to take away whatever you want, why don't you even let go of the old man, are you still human?"

"Oh, it seems that you know me?" Song Shan jumped off his horse, stared at Wu Yue with a fierce look in his eyes, and said, "Lao Tzu is here to marry the bride today, not to *." Lao Tzu made a dowry before. If you know each other, let the people in the village carry the bride out, otherwise, I will slaughter your village." ”

After Song Shan finished speaking, he raised his left foot and kicked towards Wu Yue's chest.

The expected bloody wails and kneeling begging for mercy did not appear. Song Shan looked down and was secretly shocked in his heart.

I saw that the left foot he kicked out was firmly pinched by a hand, and the white and slender palm was like a pair of shackles, firmly jamming Song Shan's left foot, making him unable to move.

Just now, when Song Shan's left foot kicked out, Ling Fan's figure flashed and came to Wu Yue's side, and he reached out to catch Song Shan's fierce kick.

"Hmph!" Ling Fan snorted coldly, let go of Song Shan's left foot, his eyes were shining, and he stared at Song Shan's gang and said, "There is really no good thing in Black Wind Village. I don't think you're here to marry, you're here to kill. ”

Feeling Ling Fan's cold and abnormal tone in front of him, Song Shan and the people behind him suddenly felt a chill in their bodies, and a cold breath rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. Coupled with the crowd behind Song Shan, their cultivation was very low, and the kind of rich murderous aura emanating from Ling Fan's body almost made everyone breathless.

"Little bastard, you ......" Song Shan obviously hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and said in a trembling tone: "Lao Tzu marries or kills, what does it have to do with you, if you know each other, hurry up and give it to Lao Tzu...... Ahh

Before Song Shan's word 'roll' could be spoken, there was a pain in his chest, he screamed in pain, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and a touch of bright red erupted from his mouth.

Wu Yue was stunned, and the people who came with Song Shan were also stunned.

What these villagers never expected was that Ling Fan would save Wu Yue regardless of the consequences and wound the leader of this group of thieves.

Wu Yue is also a villager, of course, he can't see the difference in strength between Ling Fan and this group of Black Wind Zhai people. The only thought in his mind now is that this time he is in big trouble!

He knows very well the origin of Black Wind Village, although this group of people is called a cottage, but the actual act is a group of bandits who rob houses and kill people without blinking!

Originally, there were some other villages in these barren mountains, but later, Heifeng Village suddenly appeared, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil. In the end, the village of Mikawa survived.

For Wu Yue, Ling Fan's move will undoubtedly bring disaster to the village.

But the rest of the Black Wind Village people had the opposite idea of Wu Yue in their hearts. Song Shan's cultivation, they are very clear, and they are even more afraid of this young man who showed a cold face and injured Song Shan with one move.

"Bastard, you still don't give it to me, kill him, kill him!" Song Shan, who had landed on the ground, pointed at Ling Fan fiercely and shouted loudly.

But even with Song Shan's order, these Black Wind Village people still stood in place and kept moving.

These people had already been frightened by the momentum on Ling Fan's body and the actions just now, where did they dare to step forward.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Just as Wu Yue and the rest of the Black Wind Village were stunned, Song Shan's frightened voice came again.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see Ling Fan, who was still standing in front of them just now, not knowing when he had arrived at Song Shan's side. One foot stepped on Song Shan's body, and his hand was glowing with dazzling white light.

"What's the matter, you're scared too?" Ling Fan's face was as cold as ice, and he said with a sneer like a frost knife: "When you just injured the village chief, why didn't you expect you to have the same result as now?"

Ling Fan was really angry, not to mention his previous hatred with Black Wind Village, just because the village chief who had left him a lot of good feelings today was seriously injured at the hands of these people, the anger in Ling Fan's heart could no longer be suppressed.

Ling Fan's lower feet were extremely heavy,

Even if the true qi in Song Shan's body was running rapidly, it couldn't offset the huge force that Ling Fan stepped on his chest.

Finally, Song Shan was scared, frightened. He suddenly found that no matter how much True Qi he released to resist, the young man's feet were like a mountain pressing on his body, unable to shake half a point.

Looking at Ling Fan's murderous eyes, Song Shan's whole body was in a cold sweat, and the crotch of his pants was even more moist.

"Little brother......" Just as Ling Fan wanted to solve this Song Mountain with one move, Wu Yue, who had been standing and watching this scene, suddenly spoke: "You can't kill him, otherwise, our entire village will have no way to live!"

Wu Yue looked at Ling Fan with a pleading look in his eyes, and the villagers who were driven out of the village also had the same gaze in their eyes as Wu Yue.

Ling Fan was stunned by these gazes, and the strength under his feet also weakened a little.

At this moment, Song Shan suddenly turned up the corners of his mouth, reached out and pushed Ling Fan's feet away, slapped his hands on the ground, and his figure jumped into the air.

"Hmph!" Song Shan's leap fell directly to the distance of three zhang, and after landing, he glanced at Ling Fan and the others fiercely, and said sharply: "You wait, I must let you miscellaneous people die without a place to be buried!"

After speaking, a little at the foot of Song Mountain, he was about to escape.

Seeing Song Shan fleeing, Ling Fan sighed secretly in his heart, and at the same time secretly decided to follow these people to Black Wind Village later.

But at this very moment, a sudden change occurred.

A sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and before everyone had time to react, they only heard a 'poof', and a silver light had accurately pierced Song Shan's dantian.

Looking at the silver flying sword inserted in his dantian, Song Shan's eyes widened, and the fierce color on his face immediately turned into shock and disbelief.

It wasn't until a heart-piercing pain came from the dantian, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, that Song Shan came back to his senses, feeling that his vision had begun to blur, he suddenly raised his head, stared at a figure in the distance, muttered unwillingly, and fell directly to the ground, no breath.

"It turned out to be your ......"