"I want to run!"

The corners of Xue Yan's mouth raised slightly, and the Canglong Sword in his hand turned into an afterimage, and chased behind Danqing over the fence wall.

The sword fell, and another vertical and horizontal sword qi surged towards Danqing.

At this time, because Danqing was holding a person in his arms, his body technique slowed down to a large extent, so Xue Yan's sword had four or five sword qi, all of which were stabbed on Danqing's back.

It is also a person like Danqing who is not afraid of death who can withstand the two killings of the Canglong Sword, otherwise if he changes to another person, it is estimated that he will be killed on the spot, where is there still the ability to escape.

After Danqing was stabbed in the back and drenched in blood, he didn't even scream, just touched it in his pocket, and then took out two meridian yin thunders and threw them at the snow goose.

After the meridian thunder hit the ground, it immediately exploded at the fastest speed, and at the same time, a strong fog filled the air, blocking the snow geese's vision.

Danqing took this opportunity to hurriedly hug Jianping in his arms, and then glanced back at me with resentful eyes, and finally ran towards the mountains in the southwest direction, and was instantly engulfed in the night.

After the snow goose cleared the dense fog in front of her, except for the pool of blood on the ground, there was no longer the form of the demon Danqing.

"What about people?"

Snow Goose held the Canglong Sword in her hand, looking at the night in front of her and muttering angrily.

"Ran southwest!"

Xian'er flew down from the roof as she spoke, and then helped me up again, and asked with concern, "Yiyang, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, let's chase it!"

After saying that, I gritted my teeth and ran towards the mountains to the southwest.

Of course, Xue Yan and Xian'er also knew that the trouble was big, and if Danqing escaped, then his revenge on Yaowangzhai in the future would be endless.

Of course, the three of us can walk away, but the dozens of old people and children left behind in Yaowangzhai will not make them wait for the arrival of death?

What's more, now that he has just cultivated his demonic qi, it is already so difficult to deal with, if he is allowed to obtain the way to practice and the exercises in the future, then we will not be extremely dangerous.

Therefore, it is reasonable to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, otherwise it will be born again in the spring breeze!

Although the sky was already quite dark at this time, fortunately, the three of us had practiced the art of cultivation, so we would not be overly afraid of walking on mountain roads late at night, and those ravines and hillsides could also be avoided by us one by one.

After the three of them hurried out for several miles, the lights in the Medicine King Village were getting dimmer and dimmer, and the breath of Danqing was getting thicker and thicker.

Since he was still holding the dying Jianping, he was definitely not as good as the three of us empty-handed.

In addition, Xue Yan and Xian'er are already known for their body skills, and they have the art of cultivation to explore the way, so there is no problem at all in catching up with Danqing at the speed of the two of them, but because they have to take care of me, whose steps are getting heavier and heavier, they have invisibly slowed down a little.

Despite this, we didn't get too far from him, and after tracking him for five miles, we found that Danqing had flown to the top of a cliff, and then disappeared into a hole.

"Yiyang, look, Danqing flew into the cliff!" The snow goose pointed to the cliff ahead and called out in surprise.

"Where is this?"

"Why do I seem to see a lot of holes in the cliffs, and there are bursts of yin qi coming out?" Xian'er raised her head and asked inexplicably.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a cemetery!" I replied with some trepidation as I stared at the hillside ahead.

At the same time, I glanced around, and felt bursts of yin qi surging from all directions, and this big summer actually made me shiver.

"Cemetery?"

Xian'er shrugged her shoulders in confusion and said, "Who would build a cemetery on a cliff?" ”

"This is called a hanging coffin, and when I was studying in the past, I heard a teacher from the history department say that in many mountains in the southwest region, there is a hanging coffin burial method."

"All the old and dead people will be put in a coffin, and then sent to the cliffs on the mountain, and the higher the burial, the more honorable the status!"

"And this is ......"

"Someone's coming!"

Before Xian'er finished speaking, Xue Yan had already reminded vigilantly.

Then all three of them calmed down and took a look, and sure enough, they saw several torches in the distance gradually moving towards our position, and judging from the slow movement, it should be the village chief and a few old people from the village rushed over to support.

It's just that what is more curious is that the speed at which the three of us chased it out was quite fast, and it was impossible for ordinary people to detect our movements, not to mention that there was no one else present except Wang Dingkun at that time.

How did the village chiefs find this location?

The three of them used their divine senses to lock the cliff cave that Danqing had entered with a vigilant face, and on the other hand, they patiently waited for the villagers with torches to appear.

After about five minutes, the village chief's old face flashed in the light of the fire.

What is quite surprising is that this time it was Wang Dingkun who brought the villagers up the mountain!

And he still has a little girl in his arms!

It seems that he is only four or five years old, and he is extremely beautiful, and his eyes are flashing, which is really likable.

After everyone got closer, I hurriedly stepped forward to support the village chief, and asked curiously, "Why did you come here?" ”

"Your friend brought us here!" As he spoke, he pointed to the location of Wang Dingkun and the little girl.

"Can you see our friends?" Xian'er walked over and asked in surprise.

"I can't see it!"

The village chief shook his head helplessly and said: "Although I can't see the figure of your friend, I know that he rescued the villagers who were murdered from Danqing's house to the ancestral hall, and Mingzhu, this little girl, can see your friend!" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the extremely delicate little girl.

Hearing this, Xian'er hurriedly took the little girl from Wang Dingkun's hand happily, and asked softly, "Little sister, can you see that big brother?" ”

"Yes!"

Mingzhu's little girl replied word by word in a delicate voice.

Then he stared at Wang Dingkun and said, "It's just that this big brother's body is so cold, just now he was holding Mingzhu up the mountain, and he almost froze Mingzhu!" ”

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, Snow Goose and I couldn't help but laugh out loud at the innocence of this little girl.

Xian'er hugged her and laughed wildly.

Wang Dingkun retreated to the side a little embarrassed, with a slightly lonely look on his face.

After greeting everyone, the village chief cautiously asked, "Did Danqing enter the hole in the cliff?" ”