I am the leader of the capital

"Support justice, eliminate demons and defend the way."

After the leader finished his words of justice, the people who followed him immediately greeted him, and the old man also imitated the appearance of the people in the rivers and lakes, clasped his fists, and said "help justice", which caused a burst of laughter from the few people.

"You old guy is interesting. If you have any clues, remember to tell us. Your benefits will be indispensable."

The few people left after they finished talking, not noticing that the tree had a hidden hole at all, the old man watched the few people go away and sat down for a while.

Hei Xi listened to the conversation outside in the tree, and listened to the footsteps of several people walking away. He calmed down and practiced exercises to heal his injuries. He only needed to recover a little to reach a [-]% level.

He felt that he was a bit baffled in today's battle. He seemed to be unlucky recently. According to the logic, he had no reason to fight like this. He should have knocked down that Junzilou master easily. He didn't expect this to be a lifeless , He insisted on dragging himself with his own life.

Those two little ones are also ruthless enough. Not surprisingly, the half-grown one will spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, and Duan Xiaolou will also rely on prosthetic limbs to live. Even so, Hei Xi still feels a little dissatisfied. But it's not useless, at least I can explain it when I go back.

But what he is most curious about is whether the half-grown boy is Qiuqiuqiu. If not, why does he have such a good relationship with Duan Xiaolou, and the master of Junzilou can be regarded as Mahayana according to the recent popular classification. Why did the master want the two of them to leave first? If so, why are they so ordinary, like ordinary people without cultivation.

Not long after, a group of people from the past came back again, seeing the old man sitting on the side of the road, a few of them knew each other, the thin man said: "Old man, why are you sitting and not mowing the grass?"

"I am old and have no children. I chop firewood to sell money for rice, cut grass to feed chickens and ducks, just eat enough, and rest when I am tired." The old man waved his hand, and his face full of hunger was enough.

Several people walked by laughing, and the old man faced the sun and asked them curiously: "Young heroes, I heard that all the heroines in Jianghu are like fairies, is it true or not?"

"Yo, people are not old at heart, but ah, it is really beautiful, especially the blood rose that has recently appeared in the rivers and lakes, it is really gorgeous and spicy." The thin man clicked his lips, his face full of memories.

The few people walked away talking and laughing, and the old man cut some grass again, found a hillside to lie down, and basked in the sun leisurely, but the leisure was all pretended, and he was very terrified in his heart, afraid that the one in the tree would Man will kill himself to silence him, but there is nothing he can do.

It's not that he hasn't thought about asking these young people for help, but after thinking about it, he still feels unrealistic. These people are probably no match for the man in the tree, so he can only wait, hoping that this person will not say anything. No letter.

The sun was high, and some people began to eat lunch. In a large house in Yangcheng, some famous doctors in the city were invited, and all the doctors came out of the house with sullen faces, as if the situation was not good.

The owner of this big mansion has a good relationship with Junzilou, so he protected the three people in Junzilou. Duan Xiaolou has already woken up, and his injury is the lightest among the three. Looking at the two people lying on the bed, Duan Xiaolou felt desolate in his heart.

Uncle Six's injury is not optimistic. It is hard to say whether he will wake up, but Junior Brother Seven's injury is obvious. Maybe he will never be able to stand up again in this life. He lowered his head, and the young man stared at the empty left trouser leg in a daze.

"Snow and Rain Villa? Snow and Rain Villa."

The young man sat by the bed and murmured, he regretted coming to Count Yangcheng, the two of them did not run away, but instead killed the Sixth Master Uncle, he was still very puzzled why Xueyu Villa had such a master, looking at it this way, The reputation and strength of Xueyu Mountain Villa do not seem to be very symmetrical.

The news has already been sent out, and Junzilou's masters may come to pick up a few people in a short time. Duan Xiaolou is a little worried about his safety during this period. That person seems to have retreated, but he did not suffer any fatal injuries. Don't know when it will come back.

Many people in the city went to arrest that person. Duan Xiaolou's team stopped him, but no one listened to him. After talking a few times, Duan Xiaolou knew that these people were not thinking about Junzilou. only set out for themselves.

After finding the owner of the house, Duan Xiaolou said to him: "I wrote about Mr. Xu's rescue, but it's hard to say whether that person will come back. We can't be here anymore, so as not to drag Mr. Xu down in time. I hope your lord will prepare a carriage, and we will leave now."

"Mr. Duan, what are you talking about? Am I Xu the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? If I am worried about getting involved, why would I save you?" The man with a rather extraordinary bearing rejected Duan Xiaolou's proposal.

Duan Xiaolou clasped his fists together, "Thank you for your kindness, sir, please help us find a carriage. If we are here, firstly, we will implicate Master Xu, and secondly, if that person really comes back, we have no strength to fight against it." .”

The man looked at Duan Xiaolou who insisted, and could only say to the trustworthy servant: "Go and contact the carriages that deliver goods in the city, leave one empty, and then quietly arrange for Mr. Duan and the three to leave."

"I don't know if Mr. Xu has a way to find those people back. They may encounter accidents if they go all over the mountains and plains to find people. To tell you the truth, that person is a Mahayana-level person. Even if they are injured at this time, not everyone is injured." Anything can be provocative, if you offend him, perhaps the Grandmaster will also suffer."

Duan Xiaolou was a little worried about the group of people who went to search for the man's footprints. The reason why the man wanted to kill himself and Qiu Qiuqiu was already very clear. It was just because the second elder of the villa made a move on the woman, so he came back for revenge. , from the current point of view, the three of us have been severely injured by this, and perhaps the anger of Xueyu Villa has almost disappeared. Once they are provoked, and they come back at that time, the uncle and junior brother may all die. No one in this small town can stop them now. he.

"Mahayana?" Master Xu was taken aback for a moment. Everyone in this small town heard the news of the battle at the beginning, but they didn't dare to associate the two sides of the battle with Mahayana. The main reason is that such masters are too rare. It is impossible to appear in this small city at the same time, and the people in the small city have limited knowledge. They don't know the destructive power of Mahayana at all, and they can only be regarded as masters.

Duan Xiaolou nodded, "Mahayana, and it's not a newly promoted Mahayana. Its strength is very extraordinary. Even with only one breath left, it can kill all the people who are looking for him in this small city. It's not wrong to be hiding all the time now." Afraid of people going out of this city, he is just distracted and left alone to be targeted by other masters who are against Xueyu Villa, so hurry up to recover from his injuries, it is best not to offend him."

"Okay, I'll go and talk."

Mr. Xu hurried out, he is still the lord of this small town, the lord of the city is different from the magistrate, the magistrate is an official of the imperial court, he is the leader elected by the big families in this city, many things can be done without going through the government, it can be regarded as this The local emperor of a small place.

Many of these people who went out to look for people were from other forces under him. If there were too many losses, his right to speak would be affected. Counting Yangcheng would be compared to the surrounding cities, and conflicts would break out between various forces in the future. will be at a disadvantage sometimes.

After running to the street, Master Xu shouted to the crowd: "Notify all those who went out to look for the expert in Xueyu Mountain Villa to come back, all of them come back, they don't need any reason, they all come back, that person is Mahayana. Hiding from time to time is not to hide from people in our small town, but to worry about being discovered by opponents, everyone must not provoke him, ordinary grandmasters may not be his opponents."

Pedestrians coming and going suddenly boiled over. This kind of incident aroused the curiosity of the public, and the news spread quickly in all directions, but the news that spread the fastest was the news that the person was Mahayana.

After the news spread, it did not have any effect. Not only did the people who went out not come back, but many people in the city also went out, just like a hunting dog who heard that the tiger had fallen, and insisted on taking a bite. , But it is enough to forget the dog, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Gradually, not only Shuyangcheng was boiling, but even several small towns around heard the news. Countless people from all corners of the world began to rush over, looking for the injured Mahayana in the mountains and forests to the east of Shuyangcheng. The best chance to become famous, and some people worried about being retaliated by Xueyu Villa, but one of the Jianghu people shouted:
"When something like this happened, will Junzilou let them go at Xueyu Villa? At that time, Xueyu Villa will have no time to deal with us, and if anyone kills this Mahayana, it goes without saying that Junzilou will also be the guest of honor. Could it be that Xueyu Villa still has the ability to hunt down and kill people inside the sect of Junzilou?"

The old man on the side of the road saw group after group of people. It seemed that more and more people were looking for the figure in the tree. courage.

After the crowd had left, the old man remembered seeing more and more people, and he stuck to the tree in a panic and said: "Hero, hero, more and more people are looking for you, do you have someone to meet you?" , they might find you if they look that way."

"Nothing, are you scared?"

A voice came from inside the tree, and the old man hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, there are heroes here, how could I be afraid of these little guys."

"If you stay in one place all the time, they will be suspicious. You go around and come back after half an hour. Don't try to run away. You can't run away. By the way, when you go out and see someone, tell him that you I saw me by the side of a stream, and I want you to pass on a message, they will go back now, I will let the past go, if they persist in their obsession, I will kill them all."

Hearing the voice in the tree, the old man's heart became turbulent again. After walking a few steps, he began to think whether he should escape. With so many people looking for him here, maybe that demon would have no chance to survive at all, but somewhere There is a feeling that it is better to go back.

So he spread the word according to the man in the tree, and after wandering around, he saw the skinny man he had seen before and waved: "Hero, hero, I saw that man."

"Really?" The thin man hurried over.

The old man nodded, "I saw him at the stream in the south of the mountain. He told me to tell you that if you retreat immediately, he will let the past go. If you persist in your obsession, he will kill you all."

The few people were stunned for a moment, and the leader came back to his senses and said: "What a big tone, I will lose my life, and you are still so arrogant."

"When you saw that man, how was he?" a woman in the crowd asked.

The thin man clapped his hands and said to the old man, "Yes, yes, how is his condition? Is the injury serious?"

"I can't tell, it's gloomy, it seems very scary, and his eyes are blood red." The old man stood on the side of the road, with his small back basket, gestured with the hatchet in his hand, and someone nearby heard the wind. After rushing over, three or 40 people gathered on the side of the road in no time.