After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect

Chapter 82 81. The final encounter (3.3K words - please subscribe)

The market of Hantan Valley has become a battlefield, with potholes everywhere, the top of the mountain was cut, the mountainside was blown up, broken stones and broken wood were everywhere, and the air was mixed with pungent fishy smells.

Both the monks and the fox demons suffered heavy casualties

The shadow of the fox grandmother has disappeared, replaced by a hunched, panting three-tailed white fox.

This white fox is only half the height of a person, and now it is standing on a lonely cliff at dusk.

"Hu"

"Hu"

"Hu"

The fox grandmother looked at the distance fiercely and unwillingly. After this desperate battle, her fox cubs have been killed by 70% to 80%, and it is not known how long it will take to train a new batch.

The multi-tailed fox tribe is good at illusion, and the most suitable tactics for the enemy are to slowly sneak in, sow discord, and cut the flesh with a blunt knife.

This kind of fierce attack and charge is totally wrong.

Grandma Fox also knew it, but she never thought that the cunning little thief would be so hard to find!

At first, she thought it was Shizuo Weng.

After a surprise attack, he was easily captured.

Then, she thought it might be Song Yan.

Song Yan. Such a big cultivator, in the market of Hantan Valley, how could it not find him?

But the fact far exceeded her expectations.

The surprise attack also turned into a tough battle.

But the war was over, and she also suffered heavy losses and was seriously injured. She almost turned the entire Hantan Valley market upside down and looked at almost every cultivator in Hantan Valley, but still did not find the little thief.

With her eyesight, as long as the little thief was seen by her, she would definitely recognize him.

But she really didn't find him!

At this moment, she could almost confirm that "Song Yan was the little thief who stole the blood of her accomplice, the tiger clan", otherwise it would not be so difficult to find.

The sunset was like blood, rolling inch by inch.

Grandma Fox covered the wound on her left shoulder. It was caused by the evil ghost cultivator before. It was particularly serious and needed to be suppressed with Xuan Qi at all times, otherwise the curse would spread immediately.

‘First, go back to the imperial capital of Wei State, sort out my collection, and quickly deal with the tiger, and then. I should escape. ’

‘As long as the tiger disappears, even if the fox and wolf tribes chase after it, they will not be able to confirm for a while that it was me who stole the only remaining seedling of the tiger. ’

‘I still have an ancient map. There is an ancient teleportation array on the map. Although I don’t know where it will be transmitted to, it is better than staying here. ’

‘The fox and wolf tribes will find out the truth sooner or later, but by then. I will no longer be on this continent. ’

Since she failed to find the “tiger blood essence”, Grandma Fox suddenly wanted to escape.

She made up her mind and immediately took a pill, recovered a little, and then immediately went north quickly.

Along the way, it walked and stopped, constantly using its diffused spiritual sense to explore the movement ahead.

It would continue to move forward only after confirming that it was safe.

After all, it was really at the end of its strength at this time. If it ran into Gu Huangzi, the Great Elder and others who came back to kill it, it would be over.

Spiritual sense and perception are different.

Perception only relies on human organs, but spiritual sense relies on Xuanqi, which is exclusive to the existence of the Crimson Palace level.

When Xuanqi spreads, all the scenes in the distance can appear in front of you.

But generally speaking, if your diffused spiritual sense touches the existence of the same realm, that existence will also feel you.

So. This is actually a dilemma.

If you don't use spiritual sense, you can't explore the surrounding environment; but if you use spiritual sense, if you encounter a big enemy, the other party will instantly discover you and understand that you are a Crimson Palace existence.

At that time, you can't even hide.

If you can not use it, Fox Grandma will not want to use it, but at this time it has to use it, because its appearance is too special. If Gu Huangzi, the Great Elder and others use spiritual sense to observe it, it will be able to detect it in an instant.

However, no matter how careful Grandma Fox was, her expression suddenly changed when she passed through a forest half an hour later.

In the distance, an elder of Nanwu Sword Gate, who was flying with a sword and full of spiritual awareness, suddenly stopped and made a strange "ah" sound, and then his spiritual awareness completely enveloped her.

Grandma Fox knew that she was discovered, so she turned around and ran away.

It was so embarrassed now that it couldn't even pretend.

The elder hurriedly took out the communication stone and sent a message: "I found that old demon fox!"

The other side of the communication stone sent back the gritted teeth of the great elder of Nanwu Sword Gate: "This time, let it go without return."

Along the way, he and Gu Huangzi had already understood the situation in the market of Hantan Valley.

They also understood that Grandma Fox might return to the north.

Therefore, the two of them tacitly dispatched troops and rushed to Hantan Valley, but asked their fellow disciples to lay a net on the road to the north of Hantan Valley.

This net is very wide and still spreading. Many monks are deployed in it. No matter which place is attacked, the monks in the surrounding Jiang Palace will rush to it immediately after hearing the news.

But what makes the elder painful is that in the battle of Hantan Valley Market, his Nanwu Sword Sect suffered heavy losses, and although many disciples of the Puppet Sect also died, it is far less than theirs.

Obviously, even if there are spineless people in the righteous path, most of them will instinctively stand up when they see demons, because the "education" they receive on weekdays requires them to do so.

Even if they are scared, their first reaction is to kill demons and eliminate demons, rather than abandoning their fellow disciples and running away.

The Demon Sect is different.

The elder's heart is bleeding

The Thorn Fox Alliance lost one wave first, and the Hantan Valley Market lost another wave, which is really adding insult to injury.

Da da da.

Song Yan rode a fast horse and fled from Hantan Valley at high speed.

He quickly dealt with the fox demon hanging on his body, temporarily threw the body into an extra storage bag, and looked around.

This is a desolate mountain, with no village in front and no shop behind.

Song Yan found a grassland to tie the horse, but did not light a bonfire, just leaned against an old tree to rest for a while.

Only people in the rivers and lakes ride horses, so. Riding during the day is the safest way to travel.

But traveling at night is still too conspicuous.

This place is still close to Hantan Valley, and who knows how many monks and fox demons there are nearby.

Song Yan gathered his clothes. Although the spring night was cold, he could not feel the slightest bit of coldness.

Let alone this, even if he was thrown into an ice hole and put in a stove at this time, he would be fine.

Chirp

Chirp

From time to time, insects and birds chirped around, and occasionally there were howls of wild beasts in the distance, the sound was melodious and far-reaching, diffused in the air in the forest with moisture and earthy smell.

The moonlight gradually rose and shone in the sky. The shadows of the trees were sparse and dense, swaying with the sound of swaying in the spring night breeze.

Song Yan pulled a handful of grass to feed the horse. Watching the horse chewing the wild grass with a "crunch, crunch" sound, his heart could not help but relax.

'Too many things happened today. '

'After today, I am afraid that I will be wanted by the three families of Fox Lady, Puppet Sect, and Southern Wu Jianmen.'

'Wei State is definitely not allowed to go there. Not only is there a confrontation between Wei and Jin, but there are also fox demons and monks. It's too chaotic. '

'Shu State is a good place, but if someone with a keen eye investigates it a little, they will know that Hua Rong has a problem. If I go there, I am afraid that I will be waiting for the rabbit. '

'Then go to Wu State, find a corner village, it would be best if I can buy a butcher shop and wait a few years. ’

Song Yan thought for a while, then checked the surroundings a little bit. After confirming that there was no problem, he wrapped his clothes, closed his eyes slightly, and rested.

In this way, Song Yan was rushing south for several days.

On this day, when passing a big river, he saw that the river was wide and the water was surging, so he looked for a ferry up and down. Seeing that it was getting dark, he temporarily stayed in a wild place.

During this period, he also saw monks.

But those monks just glanced at him from a distance or from the air, and then ignored him.

What's there to care about a common person in the world?

In the middle of the night, he fell asleep in a daze.

As he got away from the Puppet Sect and the Cold Pond Valley, his heart began to relax, and he felt that all the shackles were broken, and the sky and the sea were wide from then on.

But suddenly he heard a movement in the distance.

It was the sound of a petite woman walking, stepping heavily and lightly on the muddy ground in the wild, as if she was a lame person, or maybe injured.

Although such things are rare in the martial arts world, it is not uncommon to see them. After all, there are still many vendettas in the martial arts world.

Song Yan slightly opened his eyes and looked far away through the gap between the trees.

A woman soon appeared on the riverside path.

The woman was almost covered in blood, her head was lowered, and her long hair was hanging down, covering her face.

Her left foot was hanging, and her right elbow was leaning on the unsheathed sword as a crutch.

In the moonlight, blood was still dripping from her temples and chin, dripping into the sand and loess of the wasteland.

She seemed to have just killed someone.

It seemed that she was injured.

Song Yan quickly judged that this woman should have killed someone.

Because the sword was wide and long, it was not suitable for such a small woman to use.

This little woman killed someone and took the sword.

Song Yan couldn't help but sigh.

In such a cruel world, such a cold spring night, a woman in such a miserable state always makes people feel compassion and sympathy, and people can't help but wonder what happened to her? Does she need help now?

Song Yan is a normal person, and he couldn't help but start thinking, and even felt that if it wasn't a big trouble, he could help her. Use the concave stone to boil a pot of hot water, hunt two wild animals, and replenish her physical strength.

This place is far away from the monks and demons.

This is already the rivers and lakes.

Song Yan's mind flashed, and he thought about getting up to lend a hand and help.

But suddenly he stopped.

He felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

The woman on the muddy road by the river gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity and danger.

Song Yan has always been a person who trusts his intuition.

Even though he has entered the realm of the crimson palace, he will avoid meaningless, worthless, and unexpected conflicts as long as they don't actively provoke him.

He began to retreat.

At this moment, the little woman walking on the road with a sword seemed to notice him.

She tilted her head slightly, and in the moonlight, the "source of blood dripping" was revealed.

It was not the temples, but the corners of the mouth!

The little woman was still chewing a finger in her mouth.

The blood was dripping from her fingers!

In Song Yan's eyes, the little woman's beautiful face began to blur, and her eyes became fierce.

The little woman had seen Song Yan's appearance many times in the soul search.

And Song Yan's body shape, movements, habits, and all the details have been deeply engraved in her mind.

It was blocked from going north and was chased all the way. It was seriously injured and simply gave up the plan to return to the imperial capital, turned south, and planned to run away directly.

Along the way, when it was hungry, it transformed into a beautiful woman in the wilderness. As long as it flashed in front of people, men would come to offer their courtesy, and it would have food.

Tonight, it had just eaten a man and was thinking about when to cross the river, but suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling.

It was only a few dozen feet away.

The two people's eyes touched in mid-air.

Once they touched, they could never be separated again!

A gnashing voice came.

"Song Yan."

"Grandma"