The mountains are vast and the stars are sparse.

On the avenue dozens of miles away from Fengnian Village, two figures, one large and one small, moved forward in extremely fast figures, and not far behind them, there were several figures floating in the air, chasing after them in the air.

Two figures, one big and one small, suddenly rushed into the woods next to the avenue, and between a few breaths, the person in the sky also arrived outside the woods, only to see a streamer shooting out of the arms of a person in the middle, and the streamer flickered across the vast night, stopping above the woods, like a bright lamp illuminating the four directions, and then several people next to him quickly dispersed and rushed into the woods from different directions.

The two figures, one large and one small, who had escaped into the woods, hid in a bush, only to hear the large figure panting, and gradually calmed down, holding the small figure tightly in his arms.

"Ling'er, don't be afraid, Qing Lingyu can still be used for the last time, and when I cast a spell to let you go alone, I should be able to send you farther away, and then you just need to find a grain store that sells grain and tell your father's name to be saved." ”

She spoke very quietly, but she could be heard as a woman.

"What about you, sister?"

The woman looked up at the bright light above the woods, and her eyes were resolute: "Sister's responsibility is to protect you, even if you fight for your life, you must be safe, and in today's situation, I have to fight with them." ”

The little figure called Ling'er in her arms clung to the woman's clothes and cried quietly: "No, I don't want to go alone, I want my sister to be with me, if my sister dies, I don't want to live, I won't go home alone." ”

Hearing Ling'er's cry, the woman's heart was agitated, she and the little girl in her arms, get along for a long time, although she is nominally a guard attendant, but on weekdays to teach and enjoy, has long been like a sister and like a master and apprentice, now to make a difference, she is also very reluctant. Although the Qing Ling Jade has the function of teleporting space, the number of times is limited, if the two of them share a piece of Qing Ling Jade, the power will be greatly reduced, and the chance of escaping from the Ascension will be even more slim.

The woman rubbed Ling'er's head, and finally she was still not worried that she would go alone, even if she escaped these killers, with her young age, I am afraid that she would encounter other accidents. No, she is still inappropriate to be alone, hoping that there will be a glimmer of hope ahead, and the woman seems to have made up her mind in her heart.

Taking out a ring-shaped jade from her arms, the woman gently cast a spell, and the surface of the Qingling jade glowed with a faint light.

The woman closed her eyes and said to herself: "One last chance, I hope that the sky will not stop the two of us." With that, the two of them turned into a streamer of light and disappeared through the Qing Lingyu.

The light and shadow were fleeting, the grass and trees were still warm, and a figure fell out of thin air, only picking up some broken jade fragments from the bushes.

Looking at the sparse stars in the night sky, Zhao Yun was a little lost, for some reason, when he heard the cause of his parents' death, he didn't have the slightest sadness, he had dreamed of his parents countless times in his dreams, it was a blue ocean, the silver sparkling waves carried the refreshing sea breeze, gently touched the toes and insteps, and then turned into a silver thread and slowly went away, leaving only a smooth and soft sand, he and his father each held a branch to draw on the sand, every time he wrote a word, he would look at his mother with a smug face, and his mother would show a loving smile at this time, gently stroking his head。

Maybe they're still alive, but there's no need for grandpa to lie to himself like this, Zhao Yun shook his head.

Just about to turn around and go back to the house, but vaguely saw a figure at the gate, staggering towards him, and when he got closer, through the faint light from the house, he could tell that it was a woman with a child on her back.

"Who are you?" asked Zhao Yun as he stared at the other party cautiously.

The woman raised her arms up, turned her head to look at the child on her back, and then said softly: "Hello little brother, my sister and I are passing through here, it is getting late, and there is no inn in this barren mountain and mountains. ”

"Yun'er, who are you talking to?" At some point, Old Man Zhao had already walked out of the house.

"Grandpa, they said they were passing through here and wanted to spend the night. ”

"Overnight?"

Old man Zhao approached and saw a woman carrying a child in the middle of the night, and felt strange in his heart, but on the surface he still said with a smile: "Come, let's talk in the first room." So he led the woman into the house.

Through the lights in the house, I could see clearly that the other party was dressed in a strong suit, with a hint of tenacity in her appearance, it was a young woman, and a little girl on her back, about the same age as Zhao Yun, the bloodstained clothes on the woman's body, and the dirt on their faces, made Old Man Zhao and Zhao Yun realize at the same time that the other party was lying just now, which was obviously a trace left after fighting with someone.

"The two girls came here late at night, I'm afraid it's not as simple as getting lost, right?"

The woman was silent for a moment, and then spoke: "Uncle, we really just want to spend the night, and we have no other purpose. ”

Seeing that the woman was still not telling the truth, Old Man Zhao shook his head slightly.

"We are just ordinary mountain villagers, with no money or weight. Then he pointed around and said, "There is only such a small dilapidated house, I'm afraid it can't accommodate the two." ”

The woman plopped and knelt on the ground, "Uncle, please, my sister is still young, let us stay here for one night, and we will leave at dawn!"

Old man Zhao hurriedly stepped forward and helped the woman up: "Get up and say, tell me, what happened to you." ”

The woman got up, so she had to tell the two of them what had happened.

It turned out that the woman's name was Fufeng, who was the samurai guard who accompanied her this time, and the little girl was the daughter of the owner of the Abundant Grain Store in Elysium City. Fengyu grain bank has a semicolon in all parts of Zhengguo, so from time to time will send people down to check the accounts, and this time because there is a semicolon accounting problems, the proprietress decided to find out the situation in person, her daughter cried and shouted to go, the proprietress couldn't see her daughter making trouble, so she had to take the two with her, who knew that on the way back, they were chased by the killer, the proprietress died on the spot, only the two of them escaped, and fled to Fengnian Village overnight.

After listening to what the woman said, Old Man Zhao did not doubt him, but the two were facing a hunt, and they didn't know where the killer was now, he was already a person with most of his body in the ground, but it didn't matter, but there was a grandson by his side, if the killer chased him, there would be trouble, and Old Man Zhao didn't want to cause this trouble.

was thinking about how to refuse the other party tactfully, and Zhao Yun next to him had already opened his mouth.

"Sister, you don't have to worry, it's the husband's job to pull out a knife to help when the road is uneven, grandpa often tells me to be a good person, to have a chivalrous heart, although our family is small, but I can let you sleep in the bed!"

Seeing Zhao Yun's righteous words, and so fearless and resolute, Old Man Zhao suddenly felt that he had lived most of his life, and he was not even as good as a child, and he had told many stories about the true colors of heroes to others, but when it was his turn, why did he become like this?

Just in case, the woman took the initiative to go to the courtyard to keep vigil, the old man Zhao let Zhao Yun and the little girl sleep on the bed, and he lay a mattress on the spot, Zhao Yun disagreed at first, but the old man Zhao said that it would not be in the way for one night, and Zhao Yun had to give up.

In the middle of the night, the woman went into the house to check, and saw Zhao Yunpan sitting on the side, not sleeping, so she asked in a low voice, "Little brother, what are you doing here, why don't you sleep?"

"I meditate and practice qi, I don't sleep like a spirit, my sister is alone outside, in case something happens, there must be someone to echo. ”

"Qi refining?"

The woman was a little surprised, she had never heard of qi refining for many years of cultivation, whether it was physical cultivation or soul cultivation, it had nothing to do with qi when cultivating, thinking that it should be a messy technique cultivated by some low-level martial artists.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhao Yun, a young man from a mountain village, knew how to cultivate at such a young age, and he also had a maturity and carefulness that his peers did not have, which made him look down on the young man in front of him.

"What kind of trick are you practicing, little brother, can you tell my sister?"

"It's a toad gong, which specializes in practicing the qi of the viscera and tendons. ”

"How come I've never heard of it?"

"This is something that Grandpa has worked so hard to get elsewhere. ”

Only then did the woman determine that Zhao Yun's cultivation should be the kind of magic that did not enter the stream, because in her cognition, the general magic recipe would end with the title of technique, trick, scripture, and canon, and she had never heard of what gong was called, and it was named after a toad.

Fengnian Village in the early morning ushered in the first dawn after sunrise, and with the dawn, there was a group of uninvited guests.

Liu Blacksmith, who walked to the entrance of the village, stared at the tender yellow bird flying in front of him and thought it was very interesting, just wanted to reach out to catch it, the bird fluttered and flew away, and then saw a few strange people in Xuanhuang costumes, with windmills under their feet, and things like boats suspended out of thin air, and each strange person's face was wearing a finely carved wooden mask.

The windmill boat slowly descended, and several strange people jumped from above, and the windmill boat automatically contracted and became smaller, and was taken into its arms.

"I ask you to answer, there is a half-lie, I want your head!" said the leader.

Blacksmith Liu was shocked by the other party's strange dress and momentum for a while, and was stunned.

"Have you ever seen two women, one big and one young?"

"Huh?" Blacksmith Liu shook his head, realizing that the other party was asking him again.

"One big and one small two women? Yes, yes, my mother-in-law and daughter are one big and one small, and the two daughters of the old Zhang family are also one big and one small, who else is coming... ？”

Blacksmith Liu actually touched his head and thought about it, but the next moment, the head he stroked had left him forever.

A cold light flashed, and Blacksmith Liu didn't even shout, he became a headless corpse and fell to the ground, he would never have thought that he, who had made many knives, axes, bows and arrows for the whole village, would finally die under an invisible blade.

Throwing the fruit in his hand twice in the air, then wiping it on his sleeve, and biting it down, the village chief Zhao Dayong looked at the surrounding houses and grain and grass piles, and his heart was sweet and had a sense of accomplishment.

Seeing Blacksmith Liu in the distance, talking to a few strangers, Zhao Dayong wanted to step forward to say hello, but the sudden scene in front of him made Zhao Dayong stop violently, Blacksmith Liu's head rolled to the ground, Zhao Dayong rubbed his eyes and looked again, Blacksmith Liu was already lying in front of those people.

"Kill... Kill, kill!"

Zhao Dayong is the head of the village, and he is quite prestigious, and with two shouts, the men, women and children of the village have gathered at the entrance of the village with machetes, bows and arrows.

"Who?

Zhao Dayong stretched out his hand trembling with anger and pointed at a few strange people who came over, "They... They just killed Blacksmith Liu!"

Old man Zhao, who had just squeezed into the crowd, saw a few strangers wearing masks and hiding murderous aura, so he sensed that something was wrong, wrote down the characteristics of the people, and hurried away.

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