It was late at night, Yunmo followed Zhou Xian but did not rest, still walking on the road, a few days ago, it rained, the road was muddy, Zhou Da flickered on one side and staggered on one side with one foot and one foot low, and scolded in a low voice in his mouth: "Damn, what kind of ghost rain this season, the splashing immortal is covered in mud." He turned his head and saw a smile on Yun Mo's mouth, obviously relaxed, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed: "Yun boy, you guy, obviously your cultivation is so high, can't you take the old man to fly a distance to find a place to spend the night? ”

Yunmo gently lifted the small ring that was sleeping on his back and gently lifted it up, and there was a little one who was half lying on his shoulder, so he smiled at Zhou Xian and said: "Old man, I told you a long time ago, I am seriously injured now and can't lift my strength, and I even walk down the mountain." He continued with a deceitful expression towards Zhou Zhou Xian: "What's more, it was the predecessor who met the big fat sheep on the road, and you had to entangle with those people, so you missed the hour, otherwise we would have gone to the village in front of us to spend the night." ”

He suddenly looked forward and interrupted Zhou Xian's chatter: "Let's work harder, I see the light in front, let's walk a few more steps." Ignoring Zhou Da, he strode in the direction he pointed.

Zhou Xian hated and sighed, using the cloth banner of the "immortal guiding the way" as a crutch and panting, and hurriedly followed Yunmo's footsteps.

After walking for a short time, seeing that the village in front of him was already in front of him, Zhou Zhou Xian pursed his thirsty mouth, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, tidied up his clothes, and regained the image of a master of the fairy wind bones, only then Shi Shiran sped up a few steps to overtake Yunmo, and walked towards the village first.

Yunmo shrugged his shoulders, and the advantage of following Zhou Zhou Xian is that he doesn't have to worry about eating and living, with this old boy's sky-swallowing mouth, even if a few people are staying at the grave at night, this old guy can fool those lonely souls and wild ghosts to clean up a few clean coffins for them.

Sure enough, the old man did not go anywhere else, but as soon as he entered the village, he walked towards the most decent houses in the center of the village, and began to make a sound from a distance, and after a short time, the young boy who came out to check was so foolish that he could not find the north, and then the old man was ...... After that, the group was placed in a cleaner room.

It was night, the sky was clear after the heavy rain, the air was filled with a fresh smell, and the moon was shining brightly, although it was broken. Yunmo didn't know what was going on, but he always felt restless, and he couldn't calm down to heal his wounds. He glanced helplessly at Zhou Yixian, who was not snoring loudly, but was startled and very irregular, and gently covered the little ring Lori who was curled up at the foot of the bed and hugged together with a thin quilt, and quietly opened the door himself, squatting on the ridge in front of the house, breathing in the fresh air outside the door that still had a rustic atmosphere.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt that many people in the distance were approaching rapidly, as if they were flying with the sword, originally he only thought that it was a disciple of a sect who was rushing all night, but he didn't expect that those people seemed to be coming towards this small village, and they turned in the air and landed on the edge of the village.

Yunmo was suffocated, and his mind swept by slightly, and he roughly estimated that there were about twenty people on the other side, who were slowly spreading out and walking into the village, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, and he pulled the door and prepared to go forward to take a look. At this moment, Zhou Yixian, who was sleeping like a dead pig in the house, suddenly heard a series of low and rapid snoring, and Yunmo hurriedly turned around and entered the house and closed the door. He thought to himself that he was injured and his strength could play at most half of what he had said before, and the other party had more than a dozen people, if he really had a conflict with others, although he was strong in the flesh and had a treasure armor in his hand, he could protect himself without hindrance, but Xiaohuan Lori would inevitably suffer from the pond fish.

In the final analysis, he is still not too sure of Zhou Da's strength, and he doesn't know if this old guy is really strong, or if he seems to be strong. More things are better than less, not to mention, even if he really intervenes, can he really change something in the end? Thinking of the past, Yunmo couldn't help but feel a little disheartened, and sat on the ground to condense his breath just in case.

Sitting quietly on the ground, with his heart facing the sky, Yunmo held his breath and concentrated on spreading his divine thoughts to the maximum, sensing that these people were scattered in groups of three or four in this village, and he didn't feel a little strange. However, looking at the actions of these people, it seemed that they were not coming for his own group, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and then he became strange: this small village, like countless rural farms all over the world, was dilapidated and poor, mostly mud piles or simply thatched houses, and there was nothing special about it, but it seemed that these Xiuzhen disciples were looking for something here.

Suddenly, his mind coalesced on one of them, and a feeling of familiarity came over him, and he was sure that he knew the man, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

He locked on to the man with a hint of thought, as he noticed that the others were scattered along the few paths of the village, and that a few others had crept into the farmer's house, but it was evident that they were very cautious, and did not make a sound, as if they were very afraid of waking the sleeping villagers.

Just as he was wondering, he found that the somewhat familiar guy was walking towards the house where he was staying with two people, Yunmo stared, waved his hand and beckoned a spear, his body was tightly pressed against the door and he held his breath, trying to integrate himself into the void, but he couldn't help but cry bitter. Originally, he had already practiced this set of methods (this insidious thing likes to practice this kind of lurking and stealth spells the most), Su said that unless it is a character like Dao Xuan Wan Jianyi, even Tian Buyi will not be able to discover his hiding unless he is very close, but he will not be able to run smoothly with his true qi, and there will always be a breath of turbid air that does not listen to the transfer, and it will inevitably be out of breath.

Seeing that the three of them entered the courtyard in a flash, Yunmo was already extremely nervous, and the spear was clenched tightly in his hand, just waiting for one wrong to strike first. But fortunately, Zhou Zhou Xian in the room suddenly clicked his mouth twice, and let out two high-pitched snoring, and turned over again and didn't know what was muttering in his mouth, anyway, the word "silver" was inseparable from the left and right!

As soon as the three of them entered the door, they were also startled by the dolphin sound that Zhou Zhou Xian suddenly burst out, but when they heard the sound of snoring, one of them spat at the house here, but he didn't suspect him.

Yun Mo breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he was lying in the farm, and there were two people and one beast sleeping beside him, and he was wrapped in his own escaping breath and was not afraid of being discovered, but he was nervous in vain, and it seemed that after being injured, his mentality had also changed a little, and he was a little timid.

He touched the sweat drops on his forehead, and felt that the three of them were not walking towards the wing room of the small courtyard, but standing by the gate and not knowing what they were doing. He crept up to the gap in the doorframe and looked out.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, Yunmo's body suddenly stiffened, it turned out to be him!

That person was not an outsider, but it was Tang who was ruthlessly overshadowed by Yun Mo who accompanied the young heroes of the righteous sects to help the Qing Huizong back then, and was ruthlessly struck by him in the name of Xiao Yicai!