It was night, after several people had fallen asleep, Mu Qing pushed the door out alone with the Nirvana iron spear, and came to the courtyard, only to find that it was snowing in the sky again, urgent and tight, and the snow flakes the size of goose feathers had accumulated a layer three inches thick.

Snowflakes hit the face, cool.

Mu Qing carried the iron gun, took a deep breath, felt the chill, was full of thoughts, and unconsciously carried a trace of deep and distant feelings on his face......

He wasn't worried about the bandits in the Black Wind Village, and what he was thinking about was another thing: since he chased and escaped with the strange purple-clothed girl, his dead fairy heart seemed to be stirred again, and he was walking on the road these days, and his mind was full of the past of the year:

Bloody Cloud Lan Peak, Havoc Dan Sect, Ten Thousand Poison Sect Treasure Theft, Blood Battle Spirit Wood Valley, Void Spirit Fantasy Realm, Ancient Saint Law Realm......

And the last shocking battle......

Life and death, transmutation again and again......

I have come so far, did I really stop?

Really not a little chance?

Is it possible to attain the immortal path again?

The reason why I am now a mortal is because of the sequelae of the secret method "Fake Death", and there is really no solution to this sequelae?

Thinking like this, I saw Mu Qing's shoulders shook, the Nirvana iron spear ejected, the fox fur cloak fell at his feet, Mu Qing stepped on the Xuanbu, the spear fell in his hand, and the gun moved with him, stabbing, picking, splitting, sweeping, pointing, turning, winding, pasting, although there was no fixed move routine, but all of them were very sophisticated.

Mu Qing's figure is sometimes fast, sometimes sluggish, sometimes like a goshawk pounces on a rabbit, sometimes like a tiger entrenched, the vast white snow is rolled up by the spear flowers, forming a wave of snow, but no snowflakes fall on the body, a good awe-inspiring sound!

Suddenly there was a soft cheer behind him, and Mu Qing retracted the spear, turning the Nirvana iron spear backwards, and Yuan Yu Yue Zhi.

Listening to the voice, you can know that the person who applauds is the sister of the Xu family, but I don't know which one.

Mu Qing turned around.

The hazy moonlight was shining on the girl in front of her, and the moonlight was dark, adding a few layers, a few colors, and a few exquisiteness.

Mu Qing stepped forward and whispered, "Are you a sister or a sister?"

Xu Yizhi chuckled and said, "Brother Yang, after staying together for so long, can't you tell the two of us apart?"

Mu Qing scratched her head with a miserable smile.

Xu Yizhi said: "I'm my sister. Let me tell you, my sister has a red mole under her left ear, which she usually hides with her hair, and you can tell the two of us by looking closely. ”

Mu Qing suddenly realized that there was still this method of "cheating".

Xu Yizhi picked up the cloak that fell on the side, helped Mu Qing drape it on his shoulders, looked at Mu Qing and said, "Brother Yang, my sister and I both guessed that you were a martial arts master, but you still don't recognize it." I've seen it now!"

Mu Qing smiled bitterly: "What kind of master am I, I just have brute strength, and I only go up the mountain to learn art in a hurry for a year or two, just play a few casually." ”

Xu Yizhi said with a smile: "It's still hard-mouthed! Although I only know some fur, I can see that Brother Yang is a master, and he is still a master among masters!"

Mu Qing scratched her head and said, "The girl said that she was a master, and that was a master." ”

Xu Yizhi suddenly said: "Brother Yang, I know that you have a lot of things hidden in your heart...... However, Dad is right, there are many things in this world that cannot be forced. If the eldest brother is willing, he will stay at home all the time, follow us around the rivers and lakes, and live some ordinary and leisurely days, won't he be happy?"

Hearing this, Mu Qing looked up at the moon, and said after a long time: "The world is impermanent, my generation is like a leaf in the wind, if fate really arranges it like this, I am willing to go on like this......"

The dead immortal heart was already pounding, but the road ahead was dark and unclear, and Mu Qing couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Perhaps, we can only wait for the arrangement of fate......

"It's late at night, Brother Yang, let's go and rest......"

Xu Yizhi wanted to speak and stopped, only spit out such a sentence.

......

On the second day, the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the snow stopped, accumulating a foot deep and thick layer. According to local custom, families do not go out on this day.

Father Xu was still a little worried about the Black Wind Village.

Because Mu Qing was there, he was not worried about any danger to the people in the village, but because Mu Qing came back from the City Lord's Mansion that day and did not elaborate, and the next day when the horse shopkeeper of the Qingfeng Teahouse came and told him: The City Lord's Mansion was full of blood, miserable, and two hundred people died.

He thought that this was Mu Qing's intention. Such ruthless methods, such a disregard for human life like a mustard, as a mortal, he could hardly imagine.

Xu Yizhi is right, most of the bandits in Heifeng Village are also from poor backgrounds, but they are a little easy and hardworking, and they were bewitched by the leaders of the few people, so they fell into the grass. Moreover, over the years, there has been no too bad deeds that hurt nature and reason. If they come, will Ah Qing go on a killing spree again? That's an unknown number of lives!

Also, if Mu Qing is seen by the people in the village killing him, then don't you treat him as a monster or a devil? It's not good for Ah Qing!

......

Fortunately, the sky soon darkened, and the bandits of Heifeng Village never came to collect the "New Year's Tribute".

One of the sumptiest meals of the year was on the table.

Daddy Xu's hanging heart was finally put in his stomach, and he said in his heart: It seems that Heifeng Village will not come this year.

This Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was very happy, except for Xu Yizhi and Xu Erzhi sisters, everyone let go of the amount of wine, one cup after another.

Only then did the four brothers Xu see that Mu Qing was massive, so they changed their "tactics", changed "group fighting" to "heads-up", and toasted Mu Qing one after another.

Mu Qing also let go of the burden, he had to respond, his fighting spirit was raging, and he saw the bottom of ten catties of spirits.

However, just when everyone was drinking a little crookedly, Mu Qing suddenly put the wine glass on the table, squeezed his drunken eyes, stiffened his body, and said, "Don't move!

How can other people's ears compare to him, Xu Si said leisurely: "Brother Yang, don't, don't, don't play tricks, this, this, this cup, you haven't done it yet!"

Mu Qing burped, shook his head vigorously, and said, "No, no, it's not a fuss, there is indeed the sound of horses' hooves, here, it's at the entrance of the village!"

Father Xu was in a better state than a few of them, and he was suddenly alert, his heart chuckled, and he said in his heart: "It's bad, it's the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the time has passed, this Black Wind Village has still arrived!"

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves had entered the village and gradually became clear. The four big brothers Xu also heard it, and their faces suddenly changed slightly, and they woke up a little drunk.

"Get out, go out and have a look!" Mu Qing turned over and got out of bed, picked up the Nirvana iron spear standing by the door, and pushed the door out.

Father Xu followed closely and shouted while putting on his shoes: "Ah Qing, Ah Qing, don't be reckless—"

Xu Yizhi said: "Brother Yang, it's cold outside, put on a cloak-"

......

Mu Qing carried the Nirvana gun on his shoulder, walked out of his own courtyard, and saw that the team had arrived at the threshing floor in the village, a total of more than 20 people, each carrying a long knife and a short halberd, holding a torch, led by a black-faced fat man, with a beard and a shiny face, as if he had just drunk.

Father Xu and the four apprentices followed, followed by Xu Yizhi. When my sister showed up, my sister naturally couldn't get out of the house.

I saw that the black-faced fat man pulled the reins, and the yellow hused horse under his crotch "slack" a cry, and the four hooves "trampled on the ......" and slammed on the ground, splashing a large amount of snow.

The black-faced fat man said loudly: "The old and young of Xujia Village listened, I am the black-faced tiger of the second leader of Heifeng Village-You Tong, quickly bring the Sui Gong, the whole village will gather at the threshing floor, and I have something to announce." ”

This loud shout resounded like a bell throughout the village.

I saw a firewood door at the end of the village open, and the old village chief trotted out with a burden, and other villagers also came out one after another.

I only heard the black-faced tiger You Tong shout again: "Hurry up to the threshing floor and concentrate!" Don't blame your grandfather for being late, I have a black face and don't show affection!"

Hearing this, the villagers came out one after another and walked towards the threshing floor.

After the half-pillar incense, four or five hundred men, women and children had gathered on the threshing floor, and Mu Qing and Daddy Xu's family were also standing in the crowd.

Mu Qing's drunkenness was still strong, and his legs and feet were a little weak, but he worked hard to support it, and said in his heart: Horse bandits, how many years have I not seen horse bandits? I remember when I was young, the Diao family and the gang, just like horse bandits, broke into my Lingmu Valley and whipped me. Today, I want to see how fierce you horse bandits are!