"The fairy has raised a little white face!", overnight, such reverie news spread to the whole village like a plague, people before and after are discussing this matter, these bandits don't blink when they kill people, and now it's not ambiguous to talk about it, and when it comes to bed, it's even more foaming, and meat jokes don't stop.

Listening to the gossip of the people outside, Wang Chong felt a little resentful in his heart, he hated that little white face a little, and he had a little love for that fairy, which caused him to be upset now.

Thinking like this, Wang Chong tightened his trouser legs, walked out of his nest, and shouted to the bandit man who was still boldly speculating about whether the fairy and the white-faced boy were old trees or old men pushing carts last night, "Chen Lao Wu, can you also mention the fairy?"

A few men on the side laughed, and also made a few jokes, the bald man who was degraded to worthlessness really looked like a god-shattering ghost, if he put on a fierce and vicious face, I am afraid it was enough to make the timid woman cry in fright, the bald head not only looks amazing, but also the thickness of the face is quite good, and he laughed and said: "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu can't mention it, you can mention the little hair that you don't have all the hair underneath?"

The young man's face turned red, and he didn't know how to refute for a while, so he couldn't pick up his pants to find out, so he had to pouted and sneered, put on a wicked smile on his bald head, and asked: "You kid will grind his mouth, how do you know what these girls like." ”

Although he knew that this kind of obscene embryo would not say anything good, the young man couldn't help but fall into the trap, frowned and asked, "What do you like?"

The men on the side smiled and looked at the young man together.

Wang Chong was angry, grabbed an earthen pot on the wooden shelf and smashed it, and then strode away with an angry face, the bald man tilted his head to dodge, and did not forget to shout: "Little Chongzi, don't let the fairy see your little worm, or you won't have a chance!"

The young man who had already gone away snorted angrily and kicked at a wooden stake that should have broken at all, but it was cold, and the stake was frozen hard, and a little ice chips were removed from one foot, and only the pain of his legs and feet remained.

The boy stood there and took a few deep breaths before swallowing the sullen breath.

He won't blame them, let alone be angry, the village is full of unreasonable and arrogant people, but he is extremely sincere to his brothers, even more so after the merger of the two bandit gangs, it's nothing to make some infighting among his own people, if he lets outsiders bully him, he will really knock to death.

Fortunately, the two leaders tried their best to restrain their subordinates, and there was never a major friction, and after a few years, although it was not possible to say that there was nothing to do, it was still reasonable to say that there was nothing to do, and the teenager had long been accustomed to fighting with them.

After retelling himself in his heart not to be like that group of reckless men, the young man walked to a low house on the mountainside, today is the day to learn archery with Brother Ma, there was originally only one archer in the village, but now there are two, Wang Chong is not willing to consult the old man's subordinates, Ma Jin is of course the best choice.

Generally speaking, in addition to the official large-scale manufacture of arrows and carving marks, ordinary privately made bows and arrows will not do such a time-consuming and laborious thing as coloring, but Ma Jin is very principled in this point, his feather arrows will be painted blue and black, and then two white lines are smeared on the end of the arrow, and the people on the mountain know that this is his unique mark.

Seeing Wang Chong tiptoeing, Ma Jin smiled and said, "Have you suffered a loss from Chen Laoqi again?", the young man's face was embarrassed, and he walked over to help put the painted arrows into the quiver, and the lean young man who was top-notch in the village with archery skills put down the small homemade brush in his hand, rubbed the young man's head, and said, "How can you fight those old oilmen when you are still young." ”

This should have been a warm picture of warm currents flowing through his heart, but when the young man saw the black and white stains on the young man's palm, the whole scene suddenly cooled down, Wang Chong stared at the young man with unkind eyes, Ma Jin was a little stunned, and quietly took his hand away, and the young man's knife-like eyes also eased a little, although the old people in the village like to bully this handsome arrogant young man, but everyone knows that this kid is not afraid of the king of heaven and Lao Tzu, and he is a ruthless corner with courage.

After putting the arrows away one by one, the young man surnamed Ma pouted and said, "I won't practice arrows today, the fairy asked me to explain to you to do something." Wang Chong was first surprised, and then complained dissatisfiedly: "Don't you just want me to help you run errands? Just say it, what kind of pretense do you use the fairy!"

Ma Jin's smile was embarrassed again, he couldn't hide anything in front of this old brother.

Wang Chong sat on the small bench, Nunu said, "What do you say the fairy means to that guy?

The young man nodded silently, didn't ask again, and couldn't help but quietly look at Brother Ma's face, calm and wind-free, thinking that this is Ji Laohan's common self-blowing dislike, the young man has some regrets in his heart, Brother Ma admires the fairy He knows, if he can be a good match, he is also happy to see it, at least Brother Ma is a good person, and the fairy will not be jealous or angry if he marries him.

After sitting down for a while, the young man went straight down the mountain and followed Ma Jin's instructions to find the little white face who had just come to the village.

Ji Lingsheng lived in the village for a night, and the vicious thief with a meaty face arranged a "guest room" for him that was not much better than the stable, and he didn't have much opinion on this, thanks to the fact that he was used to sleeping in the open these days, and there was no wealth and disease.

The young man smashed open Ji Lingsheng's door with a big deal, even if he knocked on the widow's door, he had never seen such a domineering one, the young man's impression of Ji Lingsheng was not good, and after listening to those groundless rumors, he owed a smile on his face.

Ji Lingsheng, who hadn't closed his eyes all night, saw that it was a young boy who had an evil eye on him yesterday, and he didn't mind, he reached out and took a piece of pancake thrown by the young man, stuffed it into his mouth, and didn't chew it slowly, just chewed it in a big mouthful, with Ji Lingsheng's zodiac consummation realm, even if he didn't eat for a few days, it would not be a big problem, but he remembered a big cake he had eaten with Ji Xuan, and he had some memories, but this kind of sadness was reincarnated by the young man as a starving ghost.

After scribbling to deal with the mouthful, Ji Lingsheng asked the impatient young man about his intentions, Wang Chong's displeasure was all written on his face, and he said coldly: "The fairy asked me to take you to the mangrove forest!", Ji Lingsheng estimated that this was the place where the blood spirit pool was located, so he nodded.

The boy didn't seem to see the meaning of his reaction, and walked straight out, in his cognition, no one should be able to refuse the request of a fairy-like woman, although it seems naïve to say, but a man with an inferiority complex always has this kind of conjecture and speculation about the goddess who is high.

The young man probably didn't expect that Ji Lingsheng was just not, and he always had a killing intent on that fairy, if it wasn't for Yue Ziming's cultivation being higher than him, I am afraid that he would have been splashed with blood for five steps in the inner hall yesterday.

Ji Lingsheng's face was as usual, and he followed silently.

When passing by the entrance of the village, Ji Lingsheng glanced at the prisoner's cage out of the corner of his eye, the night passed, the young man was haggard more than a little bit, the whole person seemed to be ten years old, his face was as white as paper, his lips were purple and red with bloodshots, and his qi was dying, it seemed that he couldn't stand it tonight.

It seems that considering the long distance, the young man is looking for someone to come to a healthy horse, only one, not that he remembers that Ji Lingsheng has a horse, but thinks about the picture of Ji Lingsheng falling behind him and walking in embarrassment, but unfortunately Ji Lingsheng's whistle disrupted his little calculation, watching the black horse with extraordinary spirituality striding forward, Wang Chong had to annoy Ji Lingsheng's good luck again.

The two rode on horseback and headed for the dense mountains and forests.

The trip was not short, but Wang Chong didn't seem to have any intention of hurrying quickly, and Ji Lingsheng didn't urge, sat on the back of the horse with his eyes closed, and followed silently.

The more you go all the way, the steeper it becomes, as if you are going up along the mountain, and when Ji Lingsheng opens his eyes, he has reached the halfway point of the mountain, and he looks up to the pale snow sun, in this vast mountain range in the western part of the empire, even if it is famous for its mountains, but in fact, most of the terrain is relatively flat, and the two peaks are often separated by several miles.

And the place where Ji Lingsheng and the two are located is barely a mountain, it is said that a dirt bag is not buried, and the more you go up, the more strange things will happen, and the grass and trees near the top of the mountain are more towering and straight, completely covering the scenery of the top of the mountain, and the forest is surprisingly dense but there is no sound of a beast.

The strange woods have a peculiar flush red, and the roots exposed to the ground are even more eerie pitch black, without a hint of greenery, which matches the word mangrove.

When he reached the mountainside, the young man immediately stopped, no longer took a step forward, and even the mount showed a panicked look, Ji Lingsheng was secretly thinking about it, Wang Chong said: "This is the place, the fairy should be waiting for you in front, I won't go." ”

After speaking, the young man turned around and returned without dragging his feet, and after walking a few steps, the young man still couldn't bear the drive of his conscience, and reminded, "There is a big demon on the top of the mountain, this is what the old man in the village said, and remember not to enter the water!"

The young man was really relieved now, and he didn't look back to go home, Ji Lingsheng stared at the top of the mountain with high trees, turned over and dismounted, and let Hei Feng, who was already frightened, go down the mountain alone, and go up alone, Hei Feng had a little conscience for the time being, and did not leave, preparing to wait for the master on the mountainside, and said that he might not escape halfway.

Ji Lingsheng smiled and walked up.

Walking up hundreds of steps, the mountain was suddenly gentle, and at the entrance of the forest, which was getting deeper and deeper, Ji Lingsheng saw a purple dress like a flower, it was Yue Ziming who had been waiting for a long time.