The wooden door of the room on the west side opened lightly, and the old man walked out slowly with a dragon head crutch, and when he looked at Leng Xiao, his eyes showed a trace of solemnity.

I only heard a soft reprimand to the woman: "You girl, let you bring a little demon back, how can you bring back such a scourge!"

Without waiting for the woman to answer, he sighed lightly again, shook his head slightly, and even looked away at himself, treating Leng Xiao as a little demon who couldn't even restrain his demonic energy.

It's no wonder that they are clumsy, Leng Xiao is true and can't restrain his demonic spirit.

"That's it, I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet. ”

In the old man's cloudy eyes, a trace of fierceness suddenly appeared, and the ugly face suddenly cracked a narrow gap straight from the middle, and then, with a stretch of his hand, he tore a coarse cloth garment to shreds, and peeled off a layer of human skin from his body.

After revealing his true face, he was a rough and fierce person.

He covered his nose slightly, and his eyebrows showed a look of disgust, and he said: "This old thing is useless, the rotten skin has only been stinking for three days, and it really suffocates Lao Tzu!"

After that, he kicked the abandoned skin again, and Leng Xiao's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of anger, such cruel methods should be punished.

Leng Xiao didn't say a word, holding the long sword in his hand, his two fingers probed on the sword grid, and as soon as his eyes were raised, his body had already turned into an afterimage, and a small gap on the long sword continued to expand before the pupils of this rugged man!

This rugged man immediately froze, his wrist shook slightly, and the dragon's head crutch was shattered, revealing one of the broken military sticks, with a thin body and a strong head, and a tail like a scorpion spear.

However, it was this seemingly sharp weapon, but it was cut off by Leng Xiao's sword like cutting tofu!

A trace of horror still lingered in the rugged man's eyes, but the long sword had already left a scarlet blood line on his neck.

If Leng Xiao hadn't kept his hand, this sword would have been enough to behead him, but even so, it had already cost him his life, but it was too ugly to let him die.

Seeing that this rugged man had not had time to show his might, he had fallen to the ground and died of exhaustion, the woman and the little baby suddenly called out "father" sadly, never thinking that it was really a family.

I saw that the little baby had a monstrous hatred in his eyes, and with a roar of looking up to the sky, he lifted a big hole in his rough roof, revealing the vast blue sky.

Then, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily to Leng Xiao, gritted his teeth and said: "The younger generation has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and I hope that the seniors will forgive their sins and spare the lives of the younger generations!"

He saw that the woman was holding a long knife in one hand, and she was still a little trembling, but her eyes were still hesitant, and he couldn't help but shout: "Don't kneel down yet!"

The woman knelt down with a "plop", and the long knife took advantage of the situation to pierce nearly half of the ground, and the rough ground mixed with earth and stones could not stop the edge of the long knife in her hand.

Leng Xiao walked towards her slowly, but suddenly turned around, and above the body of the rugged man, a trace of white mist actually floated, converging into a ball in mid-air.

Seeing this, the long knife in the woman's hand couldn't help but flick up in an instant, kicking up a cloud of dust, and hitting Leng Xiao's face like a needle tip.

The long knife was hidden in the dust, wanting to pierce Leng Xiao's skull with a knife.

However, Leng Xiao only bent a finger, and the Lingbao long knife was broken inch by inch, and the woman was also shocked and flew out at the same time.

Seven or eight broken blades were like hidden weapons, piercing straight into the woman's face, chest, abdomen, and legs, and blood gushed out in an instant, staining her into a bloody person.

The woman hit the partition, directly knocked through the partition, and fell into the east room, walking peacefully, without feeling pain, she had already followed in the footsteps of the rough man.

The little baby raised his head a little, saw Leng Xiao walking towards him, and hurriedly drooped down, slammed the ground again and again, screaming that blood was gushing from his forehead, and shouted in his mouth: "The seniors spare their lives, the murderous deeds are all the so-called by the father and sister, and the younger generation is just pretending to be a tiger and bluffing people!"

Leng Xiao's robe flicked, and the little baby slowly raised her head, with a look of fear on her face, without a trace of resistance, but obediently.

I only heard Leng Xiao ask: "What is the Chinese medicinal materials in your mouth?"

Hearing Leng Xiao's question, the little baby suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the white mist emitted from the big man's body, and said, "That's it, the so-called medicinal materials are just taken by my father casually and used as a code word." ”

"What's that?"

Xiaowa's body trembled slightly, worried that her life would not be guaranteed, and when she heard Leng Xiao suddenly ask a well-known common question, she couldn't help but pause.

He muttered: "It is a spiritual mist, which is condensed by the essence of a person's body, which is swallowed by mortals to prolong life, and which is swallowed by monks to increase their cultivation." ”

At the end, he hurriedly added: "The younger generation's cultivation is still shallow, and there is no way to do it, I implore the seniors to forgive the younger generations, and the younger generations must abandon evil and follow good, and no longer harm others!"

"Really?"

The little baby was in a gloomy spirit, but when she heard Leng Xiao's inquiry, she immediately swore to the sky, and she was excited, and she would never harm anyone again.

Leng Xiao looked at him and said, "The revenge of killing your father, the revenge of killing your sister, can you let it go?"

Hearing this, Xiaowa laughed indifferently, showing a touch of sarcasm, and said: "Some people die, there is life, and the rivers and lakes are like this." Whether it is an untimely death or a hundred years of peace, it is a lifetime. ”

"We wanted to take the lives of our predecessors, but we were killed by our predecessors, and we are also to blame. ”

He looked down at the ground, and he couldn't see what his expression was, but the bleak words didn't seem to be adulterated.

The corners of Leng Xiao's eyes twitched slightly, and he sighed: "It's a good blame." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the little baby's heavenly spirit, and the little baby fell headlong, but he was only unconscious, not dead.

Looking at the place where he kowtowed again, there was a pool of red blood, and when Leng Xiao's long sword gently swept away a piece of dirt, the aura below slowly flowed, and it had already become a killing array, just waiting for the aura to explode.

It's a pity that under the swing of Leng Xiao's long sword, the formation has been broken, and the aura is scattered and empty in a breath.

Leng Xiao walked into the room on the east side, and a spiritual mist also rose from the woman's body. He raised his finger to probe, and the spiritual mist followed his fingertips and was easily absorbed by him.

Suddenly, the aura consumed by Leng Xiao was already rapidly filling, and his cultivation had improved a little.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air gently, with a faint excitement in his heart, but then he was extremely resistant.

At this time, he suddenly set his eyes on the wooden bed, and with a wave of his sleeve, he lifted the side of the bed out, revealing a woman figure below.

Compared with the demon cultivator, this woman was a little more ordinary, with a look of fear on her face, unconscious.

Leng Xiao raised his hand to probe, this woman was thin and weak, she was dying at the moment, she had not eaten for a few days, and her face was gloomy.

He walked outside the door and ingested the spiritual mist of the rugged man into his palm, and at this moment, the demonic energy of the big man dissipated, and he had turned into a fierce tiger and lay on his side.

Back in the room, he sent the spiritual mist into the woman's body, and the woman's face suddenly turned rosy, coughed lightly, and woke up leisurely in less than two breaths.

After the woman opened her eyes, when she saw Leng Xiao, she immediately supported the ground with her hands, stepped back again and again, and hit the edge of the bed, making a muffled sound, as if she couldn't feel pain, and there was only fear in her eyes.

Seeing her like that, Leng Xiao couldn't help but whisper softly: "Girl, don't panic, the monster is dead." ”

She set her eyes on the banshee and was silent for a long time, until the demonic energy on the banshee's body dissipated and turned back into her body, she cried and relaxed.

She glanced at Leng Xiao deeply, as if she was sure that Leng Xiao was not a wicked person, so she knelt on the ground and sobbed: "Thank you for your life-saving grace, the little girl has nothing to repay, only to be a cow and a horse in the next life, she will definitely repay the kindness of the adult!"

Leng Xiao helped her up and said, "My generation should be careful to have good thoughts, if the road is uneven, the girl doesn't have to be disturbed." ”

She walked out of the room in silence, and when she saw the corpse of the old man who had been made into human skin, she suddenly couldn't cry again, and such a hideous posture made her almost unconscious again.

With trembling hands, the woman walked up to the old man and cried, "Father, you are gone, how can you tell your daughter to live alone......

Leng Xiao closed his eyes and was speechless, only sighing secretly in his heart, only hating himself for coming too late, if Shi Yao could open the Demon Spirit Realm three days earlier, maybe all this would not have happened.

But after thinking about it, if the tiger demon family had not killed anyone at that time, he would not have killed him, and after he left, this girl's family would probably still be unable to escape this catastrophe.

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, the destiny of heaven is determined, who can violate it?

He slowly clenched his fists, preferring to believe in the impermanence of this world rather than in this dark destiny.

Seeing that the woman's tears did not stop, Leng Xiao could only interrupt with words: "I don't know if the girl has a younger brother?"

The woman looked up, her eyes fluttering with tears, and finally stopped crying and shook her head gently.

At this moment, the little baby suddenly hoarsely snorted in her throat, frowned and woke up, and when she saw Leng Xiao, she subconsciously looked at the formation, but only saw a pool of mutilated blood.

The little baby suddenly knew that the matter was revealed, but at this moment, she didn't even kowtow, only that she was dead and lifeless, and there was only a miserable sneer on the corner of her lips.

As soon as he woke up, he only surprised the woman again, and subconsciously hid behind Leng Xiao a little.

Leng Xiao only said indifferently: "Girl, do you want him to live, or do you want him to die?"

The woman's lips trembled continuously, and there was a hint of struggle in her eyes, and finally she just bit her lip and said, "Concubine...... Doesn't kill. ”

"It's okay, Leng will do it for you. ”

The little baby's eyes suddenly widened, and she pointed at Leng Xiao angrily, until it turned out that Leng Xiao had deceived them even with her surname. It's a pity that before he blurted out his words, he was already sealed by Leng Xiao's sword.

The woman spit out a syllable in her throat, I don't know if she regretted it or what, she could see the corpse of the little baby, so she quickly turned her face away and stopped talking.

Leng Xiao looked at the spiritual mist, but with a flick of his fingers, it was shaken away. He didn't want to fall into a demon unless he had to.

The slanting sun penetrated through the cracks in the grass hut and shone a few dim sheens, making the faces more and more dim.