Zhang Yan was overjoyed when he saw the head of the evil brother falling from his neck.
The savior has arrived.
His escape route was correct. As expected, if he ran along the road, he would meet the other party earlier.
The attack comes from behind the evil spirit.
The evil ghost brother's head was cut off, and his big eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.
When it crashed down, it was already dead.
"younger brother!"
Brother Evil screamed miserably and threw Zhang Yan away.
Zhang Yan only felt a powerful force throwing him out. He became a hidden weapon thrown by the evil brother and flew straight forward.
The cool breeze blew past my ears, and because it was so fast, it actually sounded like a whistle.
The scenery in front of him quickly passed by, and Zhang Yan's heart was in his throat.
Hitting the ground at such a fast speed would surely have seriously injured him.
Then things developed far beyond Zhang Yan's phenomenon.
Before flying very far, his body suddenly changed from dynamic to static.
A fragrant wind blew by, and Zhang Yan was hugged by someone.
His head even rested on a soft ball.
Zhang Yan looked up in shock and saw a flowing tasseled dress.
Further up, there is a towering figure tightly bound by clothes.
The person holding him was a young girl with picturesque features, full of heroic spirit and dashing grace.
There is a wide belt embroidered with gold thread tied around the waist, and the skirt is fluttering, as if it can fly into the sky at any time.
The girl's long hair is spread over her shoulders like a waterfall, and her eyes are still deep and bright in the dark night, like clear ice.
She has a delicate face, red lips and white teeth, and a tall and straight figure.
A long sword in his hand looked like a pool of clear water in the moonlight.
It was this ordinary-looking sword that, with just one strike, killed Zhang Yan's evil brother who was unable to defeat him.
There is a poem about a talented woman with a narrow sword, a beauty in a long street, her pavilions are like the moon, and she is as graceful as spring. She holds the sword with frowning eyebrows, and dispels evil spirits with one strike.
What a beautiful lady.
The chivalrous woman's arm around Zhang Yan suddenly let go, and the sword in her hand was thrust out as fast as lightning.
The sad and angry evil brother hit his head with his huge fist.
The chivalrous woman just gently lifted the tip of the sword upwards, and the evil spirit weighing several tons was actually lifted away by the light sword.
Zhang Yan was stunned.
Damn it, is this a power that humans can have?
The evil ghost flying in the air has not yet landed on the ground. The heroic lady touched the ground with one foot and rose up into the air.
The sword light flashed again, and one sword turned into eight directions.
The evil ghost brother only had time to cry out in pain before his body turned into eight parts and scattered on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the two terrifying evil spirits were killed.
At this time, Zhang Yan was still falling.
He was dumbfounded and had no idea how to hold up his head that was about to hit him.
The chivalrous woman looked back, and the beautiful figure suddenly disappeared.
When he reappeared, he ducked beside Zhang Yan.
He gently reached out his bare hands and lifted Zhang Yan's head.
Zhang Yan's head hit her small hand.
The little hands were soft and weak, and Zhang Yan's little heart was beating wildly.
The light moonlight shines on the chivalrous girl's hair.
The green hair is like snow, spread out.
A wisp brushed against Zhang Yan's cheek, itching and fragrant.
So cool!
The two looked at each other.
At that moment, Zhang Yan almost thought that this was love.
"fine?"
the chivalrous woman asked.
The voice was as cold as snow, without any emotion.
"It's okay, thank you Heroine for saving my life."
Zhang Yan thanked him.
"good."
The chivalrous girl smacked her hand under Zhang Yan's head and stood up: "It's not a peaceful night. Go back to the village early."
After saying that, the chivalrous woman waved the sword in her hand, shook off the blood on the sword, and turned to leave.
"etc."
Zhang Yan quickly called her out.
Just let her run away, where can I find clues?
The chivalrous woman turned her head to look at him calmly and said nothing.
"Sure enough, it's really beautiful."
Zhang Yan secretly said.
This chivalrous woman's sword power is probably even higher than that of Yan Chixia, and her appearance is also absolutely beautiful.
Just looking at it made Zhang Yan fall in love.
"Well, I'm lost. Please ask the heroine to help me..."
Zhang Yan wanted to stay by Xia Nu's side and ask about the situation.
Unexpectedly, the heroic woman didn't give him a chance at all. She pointed her slender fingers at the road at her feet: "Follow the road and you can go back."
"So, my feet are still sprained and I can't walk."
Zhang Yan fell to the ground with an ouch, pretending to be in pain.
After moaning a few times, no one responded.
He raised his head and couldn't help but beat the ground angrily.
Grandma Li's, that chivalrous girl, has disappeared.
【mission completed.
Congratulations on gaining one thousand points of guile. Liu Wushuang's bond has been increased by five. 】
A line of text was crossed on the book, and the task was completed.
"She is Liu Wushuang.
So sturdy and powerful, I like it so much. "
Zhang Yan curled his lips and had no choice but to go home along the road.
This story should revolve around the character Liu Wushuang.
He was not in a hurry, he would definitely meet her in the future anyway.
Zhang Yan plans to return home first to find out which plot in Liaozhai this is, so that he can maximize the benefits of the storyline.
Under the moonlight, he walked quickly.
While walking, Zhang Yan opened up the world of Liaozhai.
Liu Wushuang's illustrations suddenly appeared in the book.
But no information was introduced.
"It seems that my bond with her is still too low, so I can't even display all the information."
Zhang Yan closed the pages of the book.
After walking for about two hours, a small town suddenly appeared in sight.
"Speaking of which, where is my home?"
Zhang Yan was confused.
Although there is basic information about the character he plays in the book, it is really only the most basic information.
There is absolutely no information about where the home is.
“Forget it, this town is not big anyway.
I'll wait until daybreak and enter the town and then ask. "
Looking at the closed city gate, Zhang Yan had no choice but to guard the city gate until daylight.
Only then did we enter the town.
Zhang Yan wandered around the town for a while, and only knew that this was a town below Jinling called Luotang.
"Everything about the book Liaozhai is good, but it is very careless about place names.
This may be a common problem in all ancient weird novels. "
Zhang Yan couldn't figure out what exactly happened in Luotang.
After all, even the place name Luotang had never appeared in the original Liaozhai novel he had read.
After a long search, Zhang Yan finally caught a guy who knew him.
Perhaps Zhang Yan was a regular customer of the fish seller, and he took the initiative to chat with Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan took the opportunity to ask: "Brother, do you know where my home is?"
"Are you kidding me?"
The fish seller's eyes widened, as if he had heard a big joke: "Brother Zhang, how come you don't know where your home is?"
Zhang Yan pretended to be distressed: "Yesterday I went outside the city to collect herbs for my mother. Unexpectedly, I fell down and hit my head, and suddenly lost my memory.
Although I have recovered most of my memories now, I can't think of where home is. "
Anyway, you are right to pretend to have amnesia when you are indecisive.
The fish seller obviously knew that Zhang Yanxiao was serious and went to the mountains outside to collect medicine for his mother.
After hearing Zhang Yan's excuse, he said pitifully: "I have pity on Brother Zhang Yan. Your family is really in trouble. If you have any shortcomings, how will your mother survive?"
He emotionally guided Zhang Yan and even insisted on giving him a fish.
Zhang Yan couldn't resist his kindness, so he accepted it.
His home is not far from the fish seller's stall, just around the corner.
It was a dilapidated thatched house with air leakage from top to bottom. It had not been repaired for an unknown period of time.
He held the fish, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Mom, I'm back."
But I thought in my heart that my identity was arranged by Liaozhai World.
But he is not the real son of this family, and he doesn't know if the mother will see through him.
It was useless to think too much. He really wanted to find out what plot this place was about as soon as possible, so he opened the door and walked in.
