The White Rabbit Immortal raised a cub and overturned

The group of cultivators rushed forward and threw the little beggar down like hungry wolves. They found a thick rope around the mouth of a bowl and wrapped it around the beggar's hand. This hand was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, as if it was about to be entangled by the rope. The bundle was broken, and it made one's scalp tingle.

The beggar only let out a muffled grunt, and then immediately fell silent and let others slaughter him. The small porcelain bottle containing the pill rolled along the bluestone slabs on the long street and rolled in front of Ye Jue. He slowly picked up the porcelain bottle.

This porcelain vase was handed over to the little beggar by himself. Ye Jue still remembered the fear and joy of the young man when he was awake, his pupils were shining like stars in the night.

Holding the porcelain bottle, Ye Jue walked step by step in front of the group of cultivators, and the point of the sword touched the ground, making two crisp sounds.

The cultivators stopped their hands and raised their heads one after another, and saw a sword cultivator in white standing in front of him. His cultivation level was unknown and his face was unknown, but his aura was unusual, cold and frightening.

"This little beggar came out of our inn." Ye Jue said concisely.

"What do you mean? We saw this beggar first! Don't try to snatch it away!" Someone couldn't help shouting.

"Shut up!" The leader of this group of cultivators was a thin and stern-faced cultivator. He saw that Ye Jue couldn't be provoked, so he stopped immediately, got up and came to Ye Jue's side, and said respectfully:

"In Xiaqingyang, the Qingsong faction is doing things, please help this sword practicer, besides... a mere beggar, why do you care so much?"

Green Pine School?Ye Jue searched in his mind but couldn't find the name. Frowning slightly, he said coldly, "Whether you care or not, it's none of your business? This beggar is from our inn!"

He vaguely guessed the purpose of this group of people, but he was not sure.

When Qingyang heard this, a playful smile rose from the corner of his mouth, he got up and paced, and said something slowly: "This fellow Taoist, more than ten years ago, a man of destiny appeared in Southwest Guzhou When I was born, the sky was full of auspicious clouds, the phoenix was flying, and the immortal came and gave me a piece of Kunlun divine jade, you must have heard about it?"

Ye Jue snorted coldly, disdaining to look at this person's face, did he hear something?Unfortunately, that divine jade is in my body.

Qingyang said again: "However, a month ago, in Yanhuo Mysterious Territory, this so-called Man of Destiny killed many disciples of the cultivating sect with evil demon skills. It is pitiful and lamentable that the majestic orthodox Dao actually practiced evil demon skills. , and our Qingsong Sect was ordered by the Nanhuai Sword League to arrest suspicious people!"

I see......

Ye Jue felt emotional after hearing this, and couldn't help but shook his head and wanted to say something.

No wonder beggars in the city are so popular, and the plot progresses so fast that it has reached this point.

The Man of Destiny in Qingyang's mouth is Qi Bofeng, and Ye Jue was responsible for the flame-fire mystery. He not only seriously injured Qi Bofeng and seized the divine jade in his body, but also framed Qi Bofeng as an evil spirit, attracting a lot of attention. The pursuit of the comprehension sect.

However, it is not just a simple pursuit.

"Nowadays there are so many people hunting down in the realm of comprehension. The Nanhuai Sword Union is afraid that someone will fish in troubled waters, so it has specially designated that in Qingmu City, only my Qingsong Sect can hunt down this evil spirit!" Qingyang said triumphantly.

Ye Jue cast a glance at this idiotic villain's success, and almost laughed out loud. The cultivator sect is talking about justice and morality, but in his heart he has the idea of ​​Kunlun Shenyu. It's nothing to fetch water from a bamboo basket.

"No, no, this little beggar knows the secret recipe of our inn's back kitchen, we can't let him go!" Hu San hurried to catch up.

Qingyang was not angry, but suggested instead: "A thief and a wandering beggar, just kill him on the spot, don't you think?"

"Kill him? Why kill him?" Hu San was a little confused.

Ye Jue pressed Hu San's shoulders to signal him not to move rashly. Facing the conditions proposed by the other party, his face gradually became serious.

According to the original book, Kunlun Shenyu is a piece of healing medicine, which can connect the spiritual veins and shape the soul. To judge whether this person is Qi Bofeng, it is just to beat him hard. If he is easily beaten to death, it is not Qi Bofeng. If alive, it is likely to be Qi Bofeng.

He knew in his heart that this little beggar was not Qi Bofeng, his body was extremely weak, and he would die within a few blows.

"You can't beat me." Ye Jue said lightly.

Qingyang paused, never expecting this sword cultivator to think for a long time before saying this.

"You can't beat me, so you have been talking to me for a long time." Ye Jue was determined, and shouted: "Fox San!"

"Boss, I'm here!"

"beat him."

"Yes!"

Seeing the fire fox rushing up like a flame, Qingyang drew his sword angrily and wanted to face it, but he loosened his wrist, and an overwhelming terrifying pressure pressed against his back. He looked at this indifferent and refined sword repair beauty, and murmured Soliloquy:

"Golden core... big monster?"

The young man's hands were bound, the rope twisted his bones achingly, his clothes were torn on his back, he was pressed onto the bluestone slab full of stones, and there was a heart-pounding pain.

He glanced at the blue sky in despair, a faint wry smile appeared on the corner of his broken lips, and the sound of fighting and words like beating to death sounded in his ears, he had long been used to it.

It was nothing more than taking him to a secluded place and using all kinds of torture to force him to hand over the divine jade, but he didn't know what divine jade was, and he didn't know why he had to suffer such humiliation, and he couldn't even remember his name.

I don't know how long ago, in a dark cave, someone clamped his wrist with iron tongs. After hearing a crisp sound, the man proudly told him that blood was gurgling from his right wrist, and he would die of exhaustion in a short time.

That person probably wanted to use this matter to stimulate him, telling him to hand over some divine jade that didn't exist, but he only felt regretful at the time.

It's a pity that I died quietly and failed to take revenge with my sword.

But if you think about it carefully, what if you escaped from the evil hand?This body has been tortured and crippled. I am afraid that I will not be able to take revenge with a sword in this life. It is better to take this hatred and step into reincarnation.

The boy slowly raised his head.

After suffering from long-term hunger, his vision had already become blurred, and he vaguely saw a figure in white clothes in front of him. That person was handsome, like the person who just gave him the elixir?

Forget it, never mind.

Because his wrists were bound, the young man was pushed to the ground, his forehead touched the edge of a concave bluestone slab, he looked at the sharp edge, and pushed forward with all his strength, thick blood immediately flowed from his forehead.

The boy slowed down and started the next impact.

The cultivators of the Qingsong sect were busy dealing with Hu San, so naturally they had no time to talk to this little beggar, and after an unknown amount of time, the hustle and bustle of the whole street subsided, and when the young man raised his forehead, the target was no longer stained with blood. A bluestone slab, but a pair of delicate white hands.

Those hands are so pretty.The boy thought.

The thought was fleeting, and then these hands covered his bleeding forehead, icy and cool, relieving the burning pain, and stroking his face with his fingertips, as if to comfort him.

The tip of the young man's nose smelled a faint fragrance of bamboo, comfortable and cool, he had never been treated like this before, and finally couldn't help it, whimpered aggrieved like a small wandering beast, and fell dizzily on the lap of the fairy in white. in the arms.

Ye Jue stood by the window, and on the bed beside him lay a boy covered in blood and flesh. The boy fell into a coma and was given the elixir. He didn't know when he would wake up.

Hu Sanxin brought a basin of hot water and a clean white towel, raised his neck and saw the arguing crowd pointing at "Fox Lai Inn" outside the window, scratched his head with his paws, and asked embarrassingly, "Boss, did I go too far today?" some?"

He fights back in front of the inn and beats back the Qingsong faction and others, the neighbors left and right are shocked by the depth of his cultivation, and the black bear who offended him before is packing his bags and preparing to run overnight.

Ye Jue glanced at the blood-colored cotton cloth thrown in the corner, and said calmly, "No, you did a good job."

Not only is it good, the legs of this group of people should be discounted and they should be hung to the gate of the city with iron chains!He just took off the boy's clothes to wipe the blood, and found that the boy's body was full of scars and there was no good flesh. First, he beat the flesh with a whip, and then scalded it raw with a branding iron. After the flesh and flesh festered, he let the Gu worms bite him. It's really a good way to torture people .

This young man probably wandered from elsewhere, and he also met another "Qingsong faction".

Hu San saw the anger in his boss's eyes, he cheered up and said: "Boss only uses Bamboo Little Demon to communicate with you and so on every time, it is inconvenient for us to inform you of trivial matters in the city, the homeless people in Qingmu City, silly The crazy ones, the injured ones, were all captured by the Qingsong faction and interrogated in the cave, I had the courage to take a look at them quietly, hey, my legs are so frightened that my legs are weak!"

Ye Jue was a little surprised, this Hu San was fighting for his life from a pile of evil spirits, and it actually made him feel intimidated. The methods of the Qingsong Sect must be extremely cruel. He thought for a while, and thought: "Even so, Haven't they caught the one they want?"

"I guess so!"

Ye Jue didn't ask any more questions. Since the Qingsong faction didn't catch Qi Bofeng, they would definitely keep an eye on this young man. He couldn't explain that he had read the book and knew that Qi Bofeng had a mole of blood and tears.

I can only be on guard everywhere.

"Arrange a residence in the backyard. I will live there recently to prevent the Qingsong faction from attacking, and heal this person by the way." Ye Jue ordered.

"Okay, okay." Hu San hurriedly took the order, and walked out cheerfully: "I knew it, Boss, you have a pure heart!"

Ye Jue: "..."

Well, I'll take it as if you're flattering my villain.

But he really couldn't figure it out, why did Hu San change his temper and become a good demon?

"I'm not pure and kind at heart." Ye Jue shook his head mockingly, and raised his hand to cover the pale boy with a quilt.

This young man, like him, had no choice but to be implicated innocently in disasters. He couldn't save himself, but it was within his power to save a poor little boy.

Ye Jue stretched out his hand to brush away the young man's wet hair, and wiped away the blood, revealing a clear face. The young man's expression was immature, but the sharpness of his brows and eyes could be seen faintly, probably a good face of a swordsman.

"But a little skinny."

He was so skinny that he couldn't even pinch the flesh with his hands, his chin was so sharp that it hurt his hands, and there were a few sword marks on his thin face, which were deep enough to see the bones. If they couldn't be removed, this good-looking appearance would be ruined.

"My little brother, naturally everyone should have good features." Ye Jue pinched the boy's chin and said.