It's cold in the evening and it rains in the rivers and lakes at night.
Down the Tingfeng Valley, the sky was dark, strong winds were rising, and along with it came heavy rain.
Zhang San was leaning on the door beam alone, looking at the heavy rain outside the house, and looking lightly into the distance.
At the table in the center of the hall, except for the woman named Qingyu, who was from the Zhushan sect and laughed lightly from time to time, the other three people mostly listened in agreement and said little.
"Let's rest here tonight. We'll rush back to the mountain gate tomorrow morning. It's about a hundred miles from Tingfeng Valley to Zhushan. It takes a long time to get out this time, so we can't delay it any longer." Fenghen said calmly to a few people. Xu said.
"Isn't that right? It was promised for ten days, but it's almost a month now. The master is pressing hard. If I miss the master's birthday, it will be thankless." Qingyu said.
Fenghen nodded, looked at the woman on the right, and said, "Sister Sun, if we get there early tomorrow, it would be faster for us to fly with the sword. Is there any problem with you?"
The woman lowered her eyebrows and looked at the infant child, her face turned slightly pale and she said, "Everything depends on the arrangement of the immortal."
After getting the answer, Feng Hen looked at Zhang San from the side and frowned slightly, saying, "The rain is too heavy, especially in the cold winter. I'm afraid it won't stop soon. I hope it will clear up tomorrow." Qing, otherwise it will be in trouble."
"Senior brother, what are you worried about? It's just a little rain. If this woman can't bear it, she can only blame herself." Qingyu still spoke freely.
Outside, heavy rain was falling, and Zhang Sanyi's cloth clothes were splashed wet. When he came to his senses, he closed the door, and the room became much quieter in an instant.
"In my opinion, this rain is probably going to rain for a few days. The climate in Tingfeng Valley is warm and pleasant all year round, with a moderate degree of dryness and humidity, which is related to the topography of the valley. This is basically the case every time it rains in the past years, and the moist rain falls silently. It's not common in Tingfeng Valley. Whenever it rains, it will always be like this." Zhang San walked back to the counter and smiled to himself.
Several people heard this and remained silent.
After a while, Qingyu shrugged and said, "There is nothing we can do. We can only walk in the raincoat. We should think about the son and the mother when we land here tonight, otherwise we can all rush back to the mountain gate."
On the side, Lei Bao finished the last bite of rice in the bowl and said coldly, "Actually, it's okay now. Now that I'm full, I have enough strength."
Qingyu smiled sweetly and said, "Senior Brother Lei is in good health."
Outside the window paper, a white light flashed, followed by a thunder, and then began to rumble.
The woman's whole body suddenly trembled, as if she was extremely afraid of the thunder. She trembled, shivering, and held the baby tightly in her hands.
The thunder became louder and louder, as if the sky was roaring, and the heavy rain hit the surroundings of this quiet thatched house, causing an uproar.
The woman suddenly stood up and said to the three people in front of her, "I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go up and rest for a while."
Fenghen and the other three were stunned for a moment, but they all nodded without trying to dissuade them.
Seeing this, Zhang San walked out, holding two oil-paper umbrellas in his hands, and said, "The guest rooms on the second floor of this house are already full. If this guest wants to rest first, I'm afraid he will have to go out with me in the rain." Come on, those houses in front also have side rooms."
Qingyu raised her eyebrows and said, "The heavy rain is so strong. You will definitely get wet when you go out. She is a woman and she is holding a child. Are you responsible if she catches a cold?"
Zhang San gave a wry smile and said, "The house here is simple and there are not many rooms upstairs. It is just enough for me to keep these guests here temporarily. I am really embarrassed."
Qingyu's face turned cold. She looked at the table not far away and saw a few people who were engrossed in eating. Then she looked at Zhang San and said, "Let them pack up and go out with you. We'll stay here tonight."
Mo Guyuan and the others who were at the back were stunned. This woman really had a bad temper. Could it be that she had been pampered for a long time and thought she was invincible after leaving the mountain gate?
Yu Nie's violent temper did not allow her to mess around, so she wanted to fight against the case and said a few words.
Suddenly, someone pulled Yu Nie's sleeves. Mo Guyuan and Yu Qinggong both looked back and saw that the woman had walked to them. Her pale and haggard face was full of apologies, and she whispered softly. "You three immortals, could you please discuss this with me? I'm not feeling well right now, and I want to take a rest on the bed first. It's just that it's raining heavily outside. I've been frail and sick since I was a child, and I can't stand the hardship, so can I change a room with you? Would you like a guest room for convenience?"
Mo Guyuan looked at the woman's appearance. He had certainly heard what several people from the Zhushan Sect had said before, and now he saw the woman's appearance again. For some reason, he suddenly thought of his mother.
He nodded and said with a smile, "It's okay. If this eldest sister wants to go up to rest, you can ask shopkeeper Zhang to take you up. We'll just clean it up."
Yu Nie snorted dissatisfied and said, "It's raining heavily outside. What should I do if I get wet and catch a cold?"
Yu Qingqing covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Then you can get wet. If you catch a cold, you two can sleep together to keep warm."
Yu Nie stood up and saw that the woman was still beside him. He couldn't help frowning and said, "You go up with the shopkeeper. What are you doing here?"
After saying that, Yu Nie instinctively looked at the baby in her arms, but the lights in the hall were flickering, so what he saw was a little unreal.
"Thank you, gentlemen." The woman nodded and said softly.
Outside the house, there was another lightning and thunder.
Yu Nie looked at the trembling look of the woman in front of him and suddenly felt curious. He pointed at the woman and said to himself, "Thanks you are still a mother, so the sound of wind and thunder is louder. Look, it scares you. You are like this." The baby in your arms doesn’t even cry, so he’s much better than you.”
The woman lowered her head and gently opened a corner of the swaddling clothes. Her voice suddenly became a bit colder and she said, "Master, help me take a look. My Guo'er really doesn't seem to be able to cry."
Yu Nie didn't think that much. He was about to look over. In an instant, the woman raised her head and gave Yu Nie a weird smile.
Mo Guyuan and others sensed the crisis at the same time, and an extremely strong murderous intention locked onto them in an instant.
A huge explosion exploded at Mo Guyuan's table, and then the square room was filled with black smoke, filling up and down.
Zhang San was the first to react, relying on his own perception to rush towards Mo Guyuan and the others.
In the darkness, suddenly there was a cracking sound of thunderbolt, and it went straight to Zhang San's facade and chopped it down. Zhang San sensed the crisis, turned over and passed by, and was careful to watch out for his surroundings.
"Who are you?" Zhang San asked coldly.
Black smoke filled the air, and no one answered.
A drop of green light suddenly bloomed out, and the Xuanyuan sword screamed, resounding throughout the area.
Mo Guyuan's whole body was in ruins, and there were many places where the skin and flesh were torn apart. He looked around intently and noticed that Yu Nie, Yu Qinggong and Diaozi were all unconscious and did not know whether they were alive or dead.
He took a breath and said deeply in the silent room, "Shopkeeper Zhang, these people should be here for us, but they have implicated you."
Upon hearing this, Zhang San said solemnly, "No matter what the purpose of these people is, since they dare to stay here for a long time, I cannot let them go."
"Hey, is Changliu very powerful? Do I need you to let me go? After tonight, your master will not even know how you died." A sweet laugh sounded, and the next moment, a ray of fire illuminated the four directions.
There were four people standing side by side at the gate, and the voice that spoke earlier was the woman Qingyu.
Zhang San looked at the four people in front of him with gloomy eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you the Zhushan sect?"
"Shopkeeper Zhang really has a good eye, but it doesn't matter whether we are Zhushan sect or not. It's just that shopkeeper Zhang hired the wrong person. He can't blame us for getting into trouble." Feng Hen, the neutralizing boy, said.
Zhang Sangang wanted to strike first, but he found that his brain was dizzy, and he couldn't help himself in his body. With his strength in the Yuqing realm, he found that he had lost all his cultivation.
Mo Guyuan supported the Xuanyuan Sword with both hands and said quietly, "It was the explosion caused by our negligence just now. These people must have planned it long ago and were waiting for us to step into the cave. The black smoke filled the entire hall. It must be that these people did it intentionally after the lights went out. I don’t know what the black smoke is, but it can prevent us from mobilizing the true energy in our bodies for a short period of time. It’s a good plan.”
When Zhang San heard this, he realized the reason. He tried his best to stay awake and stared ahead with caution. He slowly moved his hand behind him and made some weird gestures with difficulty.
"Mo Guyuan, I didn't expect you to be just like the rumors. You are indeed a little distracted. If we hadn't made careful arrangements in advance to let you relax your vigilance, it would have been really difficult to start." Feng Hen said with a faint smile.
"It's easy to say, there was a sneak attack in the wild, and then they were shot and killed with arrows. If I guessed correctly, it should be you, right?"
"Yes, so this time we are prepared. Do you think you can escape this time?"
Mo Guyuan did not answer. The Huang Ting Jing was circulating in his body, trying its best to dissipate the strangeness caused by the black smoke. The Nine Dragon Glazed Jade hidden in his waist was also slowly repairing his flesh and blood wounds.
"Then let me guess again, you should be from Seven Star Island, right?" Mo Guyuan raised the corner of his mouth and said quietly.
Hearing this, Zhang San was stunned, Seven Star Island?
"Seven Star Island?" Feng Hen asked in doubt, then smiled cheerfully and said, "This is also one of the six major sects in the immortal world. It seems that you are really special. You possess the Taoism of Wuying Sect and you are a distinguished guest of Changliu Mountain. Now You actually have something to do with Seven Star Island, but these have nothing to do with us. When we come here, of course someone wants to buy your life!"
After saying that, Fenghen's figure immediately disappeared from the spot, and a strong wind spread across it. Mo Guyuan turned his body and raised his sword to cross the ground.
Unable to use his true energy, Mo Guyuan had no choice but to use brute force to stop him, but as soon as he faced him, he was knocked over and flew out. Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face became paler.
"That's the ghost-faced spider that I specially prepared for you. It's such a great gift, so you should enjoy it, right? Your friend has the ability to block space, but he can't be careless." Feng Hen raised his fist and smiled easily.
Ghost-faced spider, no wonder Yu Nie was unable to control his power of time after being injured. This is a highly toxic beast in the mountains and seas. It mainly targets the monks' magic energy. Once you are possessed by a ghost-faced spider, you will lose all your inner strength, and you will have no control over it.
"Senior brother, why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Take advantage of his illness to kill him." Qingyu said coldly, and matching Feng Hen's position, the two of them attacked Mo Guyuan from front to back and killed him again.
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