In a primeval forest deep in the mountains, a winding stone road is hidden in the woods. The mountain wind rustles the leaves, and the low calls of owls can be heard from all around - this is the Hidden Soldier Valley!

Two middle-aged men were walking slowly on the dense forest path, one was carrying a woman on his shoulders, and the other was holding a young man in his arms.

In the dense forest at the foot of the mountain in the distance, a pavilion can be vaguely seen, with dim candlelight shining inside.

"Ah, I'm finally back. Hehe, Brother Yang, I'm going to send this girl to the cell in a while, and I'll ask you to take care of Xingyun."

Uncle Yang's face was as dark as water and he said nothing.

Shangguan Yunque felt bored and could only curl his lips angrily and said: "Oh... Look at your face, as if I owe you eight ounces of money. You are really boring. I will ignore you. gone!"

With that said, he carried Ji Ruxue and turned around along the path towards the valley.

Uncle Yang watched Shangguan Yunque go away, looked down at the fainting Li Xingyun in his arms, and couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at the setting sun from a distance, he murmured to himself: "Fengxiang must be in that direction. After all, I'm still a little reluctant to leave!"

He shook his head helplessly, and then walked along the path towards the mountain col.

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"Ha...ah go!"

Shrugging his nose, Jiang Yunqing continued to pick up the shovel and lift up the soil, hiding the arranged formation.

Since ancient times, witch doctors have not separated families. Uncle Yang's Jianlu collection contains many books on witchcraft formations. Although he is prohibited from reading them, Jiang Yunqing has basically read them secretly. Uncle Yang mostly turns a blind eye. Only one eye.

At that time, Uncle Yang only had one disciple, and he was the heir to the mantle. In the end, the collection of books would have to be passed on to him.

It was probably for this reason that when Jiang Yunqing peeked at those witchcraft formation books, Uncle Yang acquiesced to him peeking.

After arranging these, Jiang Yunqing relied on Pingxu's ingenuity to quietly sneak into the Hidden Soldier Valley.

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Late at night, in the pavilion of the Hidden Soldier Valley, dim candlelight swayed.

Li Xingyun held his head and sat on the steps beside the bed, watching quietly as the two bad guys carried Uncle Yang's body away. His expression was dull, as if there was a stone weighing on his heart, heavy...

In the dense forest outside the pavilion, Jiang Yunqing had dozens of bad guys lying scattered around him. For this best observation point, he had knocked out two patrols of bad guys.

In fact, by this time, he should have been exposed.

After all, the two patrols have not returned to resume operations.

"Wait a little longer!"

Jiang Yunqing stared at the pavilion, not daring to relax at all.

Finally, Huangtian paid off, and the door of the pavilion opened, and two bad guys came out carrying Uncle Yang's body.

Jiang Yunqing looked happy and stopped staying. He stared closely at the two bad guys and followed them quietly.

The martial arts of these two villains were not very high. After they were far away from the pavilion, Jiang Yunqing took action.

Relying on Pingxu, he moved silently in the air. After knocking two people unconscious, he carried Uncle Yang's body on his back and disappeared into the shadows.

Jiang Yunqing didn't flee immediately, not because he didn't want to, but because the bad guys in the Hidden Soldier Valley had already started searching for him.

The fire that he secretly hid in Uncle Yang's body before was refined by the cauldron in his chest. Although it can bind the last trace of life in the human body, with his current state, it can only bind it for three hours at most. .

Once those three hours have passed, his internal strength will be needed to continue the fire. Once the fire is extinguished, the last trace of life will naturally dissipate, and people will be completely extinct.

After narrowly dodging two groups of patrols, Jiang Yunqing slowly walked towards the dense forest where he had arranged the formation before.

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"Boom!"

There was a knock on the door in the pavilion on the city wall.

"Come in!"

The bad handsome man put on his hat and mask to cover up his ferocious face, and turned to look at Shangguan Yunque who came in.

"What's up?"

Shangguan Yunque held the orchid finger and placed it on his fist, bowing slightly.

"Hey, Marshal, that little slut from Huanyinfang has already prepared it for you!"

"Well, I'll go right away!"

The bad handsome man nodded and looked at Li Xingyun: "Since you said so, I won't force you. Your injury is just right. Take a rest here and think about it!"

"Shangguan Yunque, take good care of him." The bad commander turned around and ordered Shangguan Yunque.

"Yes!" Shangguan Yunque bowed and responded with a charming smile.

Immediately, the bad handsome man left the pavilion.

While walking on the city wall, a bad guy came to report.

"Commander, someone broke into the valley and took away Uncle Yang's body."

"Well! You don't need to pay any attention to it. I'll go and see for myself."

The bad guy nodded and waved the bad guy away.

"It turns out that this is what you were fighting for, but you didn't examine Uncle Yang's body carefully."

Looking into the dense forest under the city wall, the next moment, there was no trace of the bad commander on the city wall.

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"It'll be soon, it'll be soon."

Jiang Yunqing once again used medicine to stun a patrol team of bad guys, and rushed to the place where the formation had been arranged before.

In order to avoid overestimating the enemy, Jiang Yunqing did not conduct a thorough investigation of the terrain in advance. As a result, he had gone through a lot of circles in the Hidden Soldier Valley, and it was only now that he found the direction to the dense forest.

Entering the familiar dense forest, Jiang Yunqing looked back behind him and found that there were no bad guys chasing him, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, when he was just walking around in the Hidden Soldier Valley, Jiang Yunqing had been on tenterhooks for fear of provoking a bad commander.

Facing that old monster who had lived for nearly three hundred years, he had no idea at all.

How can I, a young man in his twenties, interact with others?

But thinking about it, the bad handsome guy is probably still doing ideological work for Li Xingyun, so he probably doesn’t have time to come...

As soon as Jiang Yunqing turned around, he saw a figure wrapped in blue silk clothes, with a bamboo hat on his head, and a gloomy mask on his face, standing not far from him with his hands behind his back.

Dazzled?

Jiang Yunqing reached out and rubbed his eyes, but the figure was still standing there.

"Bad handsomeness!"

A chill came to his heart, and a slight cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Jiang Yunqing could clearly feel that his heartbeat was accelerating.

The bad handsome guy looked at Jiang Yunqing and made no move, just a hoarse and low voice.

"Before, I made a hexagram, and the hexagram showed that you will come to save Uncle Yang."

Jiang Yunqing was horrified, but he had forgotten that the bad handsome man had the ability of divination. After all, he was Yuan Tiangang!

The bad handsome man slowly walked towards Jiang Yunqing: "It's just that this handsome man has deduced many times and never proposed a way for you to save Uncle Yang, but I didn't expect that you had been planning it from the beginning."

Jiang Yunqing stepped back little by little, pulled the strip of cloth from his body and tied Uncle Yang to himself tightly.

"So, tell me, how did you know that Uncle Yang was going to die?"

Before he finished speaking, the handsome figure flashed and appeared in front of Jiang Yunqing.

Jiang Yunqing didn't have time to be surprised by the bad handsome man's speed. With a tap of his toes, his figure instantly increased by more than ten feet.

Qinggong - moving on the basis of thin air, using the force of the toes to move through the air a few times. In just a few breaths, he climbed over the bad handsome man and came to a few feet behind him.

However, this distance of several feet is not enough to be a safe distance.

When Jiang Yunqing landed, the bad handsome man came behind him again, slapping his palms in an extremely restrained manner without any outward momentum. It looked like an ordinary push.

But Jiang Yunqing's intuition told him that it was very dangerous and there was no way to avoid it.

In order to prevent Uncle Yang, who was carrying him behind him, from being harmed, Jiang Yunqing turned around fiercely, clapped both palms out, and faced the bad handsome man.

"boom"

The moment the four palms were about to touch, the aftermath of the majestic internal energy of the two men destroyed the dense forest into low bushes almost instantly.

Jiang Yunqing gritted his teeth. Except for leaving a small amount of internal energy to maintain the fire in Uncle Yang's body to maintain vitality, all the internal energy in his body was concentrated on his palms.

After three breaths, blood flowed from Jiang Yunqing's mouth and nose.

Five breaths, eyes, and ears also bleed blood.

After seven breaths, the muscles in his arms swelled, and the blood vessels exploded in ferocious twists.

After ten breaths, Jiang Yunqing finally sprayed out a mouthful of his heart's blood, and like a kite with its string broken, the whole person flew out upside down.

Jiang Yunqing didn't know how far he had flown. There was a constant buzzing in his ears, his eyes were blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly, and his head was feeling dizzy.

Just when he felt he was about to hit the ground, Jiang Yunqing used Pingxu again, turned over in the air, and hit the ground face down.

The pain in my chest was excruciating, and I felt like several bones were broken. My face was also hot and tight. I guess the skin was scratched and my appearance might be disfigured.

"You are the first one in these years to be able to match my three-level success."

The bad handsome man's voice sounded in front of him again. Jiang Yunqing grabbed it with both hands, trying to struggle.

However, he suddenly grabbed a handful of moist new soil, and immediately used the inner strength that had just been extracted from the cauldron in his chest to slap the place where he caught the new soil.

"The God of Chaos·Zhangmuxiang!"

In an instant, the arranged mechanism was activated, spraying out the hidden medicinal powder in all directions.

And guided by the witchcraft formation, almost in an instant, bursts of white mist surged around, covering the entire area.

In this formation, Jiang Yunqing himself also lost his sense of bad handsome men, and could only rely on his memory to calculate his birth door and escape...

A quarter of an hour later, the bad handsome man stepped on the Seven Stars and shattered the living door with one step. The surrounding white mist instantly dissipated without a trace, leaving only the messy medicinal powder in the air.

The bad handsome man looked meaningfully at the bloodstains along the way and murmured: "He does have some skills!"

Then he put his hands behind his back and walked toward the Valley of Hidden Soldiers.

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