The northwest of Chu Domain, it is a blank area in the cultivation world, only because of the lack of spiritual energy, poor mountains and bad waters, ordinary mortals can still work hard here, build cities and villages, but for spiritual energy and other life-like cultivators are completely unsuitable for cultivation, and because of this, this area of tens of thousands of miles has almost become a blank in the cultivation world, I have never heard of half of the sect sitting in the town, but because it is located in the border, the laws are loose, so that bandits are rampant, the folk customs are quite strong, and the martial arts are very popular.

After nearly 20 years, returning to this area again, Fang Xing was even a little unfamiliar.

I still remember that although this area is poor, but also a lot of people, ten miles of a village, a hundred miles of a city, on the official road, businessmen go back and forth, but now back, it is all over, a desolation, he sits on a green donkey, shuttles between the mountain paths, even walked for a few days, did not see half a figure, but on the side of the road, saw a pile of black flies and stumble corpses, occasionally passing by some villages, can only see the houses inside, quiet as a tomb, but can not see half a living person, extremely weird.

Fang Xing thought that he had recruited a military disaster, but along the way, he did not see any traces of war, let alone the shadow of the existence of the army, and it seemed that they were left alone and a donkey was a living creature, this kind of desolation gave him a feeling of being a person and a person in his heart, and he paid attention to it, and slowly patted the green donkey, trying to find the direction of the Ghost Smoke Valley with his memory.

However, after a few days, I gradually felt lost, and I had not returned for nearly 20 years, and I had already been wrong, and I couldn't find anyone to ask for directions, so I couldn't find the direction. But let Fang Xing show his way. Strangled the donkey. Standing on the hillside and looking into the distance.

"Damn, why can't I see half a figure, and I can't do it in the future......

was smiling bitterly, but met an acquaintance...... To be precise, it is a familiar industry, a group of horse bandits roaring and gathering, rushing down the slope, murderous. Shaking the weapon in his hand, he cursed loudly and rushed into the distance.

"Oh I'll go, finally see my peers, wait for me ......"

Fang Xing hurriedly chased the donkey forward, but the donkey struck again, but he turned in circles and refused to catch up.

When he finally dragged the donkey and stumbled forward, he saw black smoke billowing in front of him, and there were 100 families in the small village in the hollow. Nearly forty or fifty horse bandits went on a rampage, wielding knives to kill people. Lighting a fire, the bandit leader put on his upper body, shouted loudly, and the bandits searched out all the grain, pigs and sheep, loaded them on the mountain behind, and by the way, cut down an old man who was kneeling in front of him and begged for mercy, and then smirked and rode on the horse, and trampled a village woman holding a baby to the ground.

"Move quickly, move quickly, grain and livestock, with these things, it is enough for us to comfortably support Taizhou......"

Fang Xing, who was enthusiastic and wanted to rush up to recognize the line, frowned, and after a while, he spat hard on the ground and sneered: "Your uncle, it seems that his peers are enemies, and this is really good......

"Hit ...... Rob ......"

When this group of horse bandits was robbing and robbing, they heard a loud cry coming down from the hillside, the sound was loud, and attracted a group of horse bandits, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a man riding a donkey coming down from the hillside, with a thin figure, wearing a hat, and his chin was full of stubble, and he was carrying a bright steel knife in his hand, which was cast of stainless steel at a glance.

"You...... You're going to rob too?"

The bandit leader looked at the young man with a strange look in his eyes, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

The surrounding horse bandits also looked at this young man with strange eyes, thinking that this is out of chivalry?

Fang Xing went down the hillside, pressed the steel knife in his hand, his eyes swept across the group of horse bandits, and suddenly smiled coldly, and said: "Where did you jump out of the wild seeds, and you dare to rob here, don't you remember that this is a radius of thousands of miles, and it is all the territory of the Ghost Smoke Valley? Fuck your uncle, if you cross the line, you will be a mortal enemy, not to mention the rule that you don't rob poor ghosts in Ghost Smoke Valley, have you forgotten?"

"Ghost Smoke Valley?"

The bandit leader was even more surprised, and he couldn't figure out the details of this person for a while.

But from next to him, a master with a mustache on his lips rode up on a thin horse, looked at Fang Xing with neither yin nor yang, and sneered: "Ghost Smoke Valley, I remember that twenty years ago, he was also a hero in this area, and even robbed the government's salary, but it is rumored that he once offended the immortals, and was slaughtered overnight, and the grave was full of weeds!"

"Twenty years ago?"

When the bandit leader heard this, he sneered even more, and his heart was slightly relieved.

"Who said that the killing is clean, isn't there only one uncle left?"

Fang Xing waved the knife in his hand and sneered: "From today onwards, this piece is the Ghost Smoke Valley again!"

"Where did the madman come from, don't bother the uncles to run for their lives, the little ones, slaughter him for me, dry him in the sun and make rations!"

The leader of the bandits is a real person, facing this madman who jumped out of nowhere to grab the territory, he just waved his hand, and those fierce and violent horse bandits rushed up, laughed loudly and slashed at Fang Xing, and when Fang Xing saw this, he also sighed lightly, raised the gourd and poured a sip of wine, and then slapped it hard on the donkey's buttocks, and the murderous aura rose suddenly, and then ...... Then turn around and run!

The green donkey flew on all fours, and the one who escaped was called a slip, which stunned a group of horse bandits.

“...... I rub, it's the other way around!"

Fang Xing screamed, desperately strangling the donkey under his crotch.

This guy is really timid, and when he saw the other party rushing so violently, he turned around and ran away.

Fang Xing couldn't restrain it, so he had to jump up from the donkey's back, brandishing the big knife in his hand, and rushing forward to a group of bandits.

One person, with a single sword, faced with forty or fifty horsemen who rushed fiercely, and his courage skyrocketed.

"Haha, kill him!"

"Just trample on him......"

A group of horse bandits laughed fiercely, rumbling horses' hooves flew up, and rushed straight towards Fang Xing.

"Poof!"

One person and the group of thieves collided with each other, collided with one place, and Fang Xing was like a dragon and rushed into the horse bandits.

The sword light slashed like a horse, and the bandits who rushed to the front were cut in two by him and his men and horses. Blood flies like a wild spring.

Although he lost his cultivation. But the instinct to fight remains. And after seeing Ying Qiaoqiao and Ye Guyin, the knots in his heart gradually unraveled, Fang Xing also felt that he had some strength, at this time, facing this group of bandits who could blow down a piece of a piece by blowing a breath before, he felt that he had regained the feeling of facing a strong enemy, the murderous aura attached to the knife, every time he made a knife, someone would die.

With a murderous look on one's face. Like a fierce god.

I don't know how many people were killed, and for a while, this small village was like the battlefield of Shura, and the blood flowed like a river.

After all, it was just a group of rabble, not to mention those well-trained Dao disciples, even the army of the mortal realm could not compare, although there were forty or fifty people, but when Fang Xing killed more than ten people, they were already horrified, and the bandit leader who was headed saw Fang Xing rushing towards him with murderous anger. The first frightened face was as earthy as earth, turned his horse's head and fled. The people behind were naturally unceremonious, and they slapped their horses one after another, and they didn't want the food and livestock that they had already snatched, and threw them on the ground in a mess, and they fled neatly.

"Count...... Count you as fast as you ...... escape."

Fang Xing chased a few steps, he was also tired and dizzy, sweating profusely, the steel knife was stuck on the ground, he gasped for a few breaths, and when he wanted to stand up, he instantly felt dizzy, staggered a few steps, and lay on the ground softly, his eyes were black.

"Damn, this strength just won't work now......"

......

......

"Wake up, wake up, wake up ......"

I don't know how long I was drowsy, but I only heard a voice calling, and Fang Xing opened his lead-filled eyelids.

But I saw a white-haired old man with a face like goosebumps, who was leading a village to kneel down in front of him, and was shouting to himself with gratitude and some awe, seeing that he opened his eyes, the old man only knocked down his head in fright, and then knelt down behind him, and said in his mouth: "The little old man is the head of this village, and here on behalf of the whole village, thank the chivalrous man for saving his life......"

"Chivalry, great grace?"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, his heart was quite uncomfortable, he forcibly held his breath and stood up, and scolded angrily: "You are a chivalrous man, your whole family is a chivalrous, don't know what to do, the old man doesn't know what to do, the uncle is not a chivalrous man, twenty years ago he was the tenth thief in this area, don't talk nonsense, those who fished across the river were scared away, and now it's the turn of the master to rob ......"

"Ah...... What a robbery?"

The main person was startled, and behind him, some of the young adults in the village also looked indignant.

Fang Xing scolded: "Of course you have to rob, otherwise what will I eat?"

Saying that, with a big knife point, he said murderously to the old man: "Hurry up, good wine and good food are served, and the fat pig is slaughtered, if you are not fat, you can't do it, don't be a good master, dare to fool me, I can't spare you......"

"Uh...... Man...... Ah no, uncle, you just rob a meal?"

There was a little confused, and asked blankly.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "What's the matter, you still want me to rob a few colors in your village?"

Li Zhengdeng was startled: "I don't want to, I don't want to...... Wait a minute, uncle, let's prepare wine and rice!"

After saying that, he hurriedly got up, arranged for the villagers to prepare meals, all kinds of game, vegetables and vegetables were stewed, and he really slaughtered a fat pig that had been tied to the cart by those robbers, plus the local wine brewed in the village, it was sent up like flowing water, and a big table was set up, and even the donkey was fed with fresh grass, Fang Xing was not polite, and sat down directly, eating and drinking.

"Uncle, are you really going to leave after eating?"

Inside, he accompanied him, carefully poured wine for Fang Xing, and asked with a worried expression.

"Of course you have to go, what can you rob in this place?"

Fang Xing didn't bother to answer, naturally he wanted to settle down here.

But he didn't expect that when Li Zheng heard this, his expression became more and more worried, and he smiled and said, "Uncle...... Stay a few more days?"

Fang Xing laughed angrily when he heard this: "Old man, you have a big heart, and you still want the robbers to live in your village?"

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

Li Zheng was startled, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say it again.

Full of wine and food, and also recovered some spirits, Fang Xing wiped his mouth, and was ready to leave, but he couldn't find his donkey, looking around, the people in the surrounding village were expecting Ai Ai, surrounded by him, everywhere he looked, he shimmered and avoided to the side, as if he didn't dare to look at people, under the locust tree in the distance, the donkey he was tied there just now was gone.

"Hehe, the master didn't rob you, but you want to be greedy for my donkey?"

When the people in the surrounding villages heard this, they trembled, but no one spoke.

Fang Xing was annoyed, sneered, and suddenly pulled out a steel knife and slashed it on the table.

"Fuck, if I am a good person, if I don't hand over the donkey, slaughter your whole village, believe it or not?"

"Ask the uncle to spare his life......"

There was a thud and he knelt down, and with his movements, he fell to his knees.

"If you want to live, hand over my donkey, uncle......"

"The little old man just wants to ask the uncle to stay for a few more days......"

"If you don't hand over the donkey, you will slaughter the village......"

"Ask the uncle to spare his life......"

"If you want to live, hand over the uncle's donkey......"

"Little old man just wants to ask the uncle to stay a few more days......"

“......”

“......”

"Alas...... Shall I call you uncle, can you give me back the donkey?"

After a nutritious conversation, Fang Xing almost burst into tears. (To be continued.) )

PS: Today's New Year, don't forget to eat dumplings! At the same time, don't forget to vote for the old ghost, it's the beginning of the month......