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"boom--"

A muffled sound came from a hundred feet away, and the entire hillside was shaking slightly. After a while, soil and rock collapsed and a faint whistling sound came. The originally desolate place was suddenly shrouded in a strange and unpredictable area.

Juan'er reached out to cover her mouth and looked around in panic. She saw that the bonfire under the hillside was still shining. The beating flames seemed to be guiding the last and only direction in the darkness. She didn't bother to joke, and hurriedly crossed the low wall and turned around and ran.

Wujiu was paying attention to the movements in the distance before he noticed that the little girl had already run out. He hurriedly shouted in a low voice: "Don't move..."

Juan'er was already scared and didn't look back. Her petite body was jumping among the ruins and grass. Perhaps, she just wanted to run down the hillside and return to her sister Baoer.

Wujiu shook his head secretly and quietly got up to check.

The sudden situation had already alarmed Lao Jiao, Ye Tianlong and others on the hillside. They all gathered by the bonfire and looked up.

This made it easier for a faint whistling to intensify suddenly and became louder and louder. Then a strong wind blew up from the desolate hillside, followed by a black shadow.

What monster is it?

The black shadow was only three or five feet in size, but it had wings on the back, six feet were like hooks, and a sharp thorn two or three feet long was dragged under the abdomen, and it looked quite strange. Especially the sound of the wind breaking through the wings that shook the wings, it was as amazing as the void torn apart.

Alas! I remember that the "Bai Ling Jing" records that there are huge peaks in the wilderness, living in groups, poisonous, bloodthirsty, and slaying, and they are called Xuanfeng. Could that monster be the Xuanfeng? No wonder the village has been abandoned, it must be that the villagers were forced to move elsewhere to survive.

Wujiu was surprised and stunned again.

Before Juan'er could run down the hillside, she was suddenly hit by a fiercely cast monster. The sharp tail thorn instantly penetrated her petite body. Before she could shout, she fell straight out of the bloody rain, like a budded flower, which had not yet bloomed and withered silently...

At the same time, there was a loud whistling sound, and several black shadows flew past and rushed straight to the bonfire under the hillside.

The black bees were indeed coming in groups, with as many as seven or eight!

Everyone witnessed Juan'er's tragic situation and had already been busy building a group. Fu Qi and four others rushed towards Bao'er's carriage to protect him. Old Jiao and Ye Tianlong held their bows in their hands and fired arrows.

"Bang, bang" a few muffled sounds. The black bee that rushed down the hillside was shot by three or five sharp arrows. It shook in the air, but its momentum remained unabated. It crashed into the bonfire and then rolled and fell to the ground. Suddenly, sparks splashed everywhere, with an amazing momentum.

Old Jiao avoided the splashing flames and continued to slash the bow. Every arrow he shot was wrapped in paper talismans. The arrows went quickly and were as fast as fireflies. Ye Tianlong, who was standing not far away, was also shot with pearls, but he was a little panicked.

"Bang, bang, bang--"

In the blink of an eye, there were another series of dull sounds, and another black bee was shot and fell down, but it still crashed forward like a big rock. The remaining black bee rushed over, and the whistling sound of its wings shook like a sudden rain.

The feather arrows are sharp but outnumbered. The black bee is fierce and cannot be stopped by three or five feather arrows.

After Old Jiao shot two arrows again, he pulled out and retreated: "Form a formation in front of the car..."

Before his shouting fell, a scream came from a distance.

Ye Tianlong had just shot an arrow, and two or three black bees rushed to the front. He couldn't dodge and waved his bow to resist. With a "kla", the hardwood bow was broken into several pieces. He himself vomited blood and was directly knocked out.

Old Jiao looked at it real, jumped up and rushed down. Halfway through the way, several black bees came. He was so old that he was extremely agile. He suddenly waved the longbow in his hand and took the opportunity to move forward. He grabbed Ye Tianlong and jumped again. He had already arrived at the carriage. He put the person down and threw away the bow bag on his waist. He took a long sword and shouted again: "Defend to the death..."

Ye Tianlong fell to the ground and almost rolled into the bottom of the car. The situation was quite embarrassing, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled to get up. When he turned around, his face changed terrible.

The bonfire was hit everywhere, and the lights of fire flashed and darkened in the wind. Five or six giant peaks still refused to give up, roaring around the carriage. The sound of tearing through the air was frightening. What's more, a giant peak was unbearable and rushed straight to a horse. Before it approached, the sharp abdomen had already stabbed out. With a neigh, the horse suddenly broke free from the reins and jumped high, but it was already flowing intestines and fell heavily. The giant peak then arrived, stabbing the sharp thorns and tearing the claws, and even swallowing the flesh and blood. The horse was not dead yet, and was still making waves of wail...

Ye Tianlong was shocked and said: "Old Jiao, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time!"

Lao Jiao was fully alert and suddenly slashed out with a sword in both hands. With a "bang" sound, a huge peak buzzed and suddenly left. But he couldn't stand and hit the big car behind him with a "boom". The soft curtain of the car window then swept open, revealing Jiao Baoer's little face full of tears, and said in a panic: "Old Jiao..."

Old Jiao shook his head and signaled that it was okay. He turned to shake his beard and stood up high, holding a sword in both hands, but he did not forget to spit at Ye Tianlong and said, "It's nonsense! If you leave and let the besiege, no one will be spared. Only one battle can survive by dying!"

The truth is obvious. No matter how fast a horse is, it cannot escape the giant bee with wings, let alone two feet. If it is caught up and besieged, the final outcome can be imagined!

Old Jiao swung his sword and slashed again, and was hit on the carriage again. Fu Qi and others were even more miserable, and they were all injured and exhausted to deal with it. However, the black bees became more and more crazy and kept rushing to the carriage. Jiao Baoer in the carriage was like being on a stormy boat, and could only wait for the last moment to arrive in despair...

On the hillside more than twenty feet away, Wujiu still stood silently in his place.

Perhaps it was the ruins where he was and was covered by weeds, the group of black bees seemed to have not discovered his existence. They flew directly from not far away and headed straight for the firelight under the hillside. At this time, he was not as timid as before, or the luck of being out of the matter. Instead, his eyebrows were raised and his expression was worried.

Juan'er died miserably!

That girl is young and naive and straightforward. She lost her life in vain just because she gave her food! Unlike the bad guys with blood on her hands, she really shouldn't have died!

Alas, maybe I can save her.

Then why do you have to watch the little girl die tragically? Was it unexpectedly caught off guard, or was it already used to Mingzhe's way to protect yourself while running away? Or was it because the magic sword in her body lacked enough courage and responsibility?

Now it is too late to say anything, and it can no longer save a living life. But blindly looking for excuses can only let down the magic sword in the body. No matter how strong or capable you are in the future, what's the use?

With a sharp sword in his hand, he is fearless in life and death. And my demon sword in his body, he should kill the universe and destroy all the ghosts and gods, and only then can he live up to the sharpness of the sword and the domineering spirit of the demon!

Wujiu thought of this, black air flashed between his eyebrows, and as the right hand in his sleeve opened slightly, a black sword light slowly emerged. He was about to move his footsteps, but he couldn't help but look moved.

Lao Jiao and others were already doomed, and that Jiao Baoer was inevitably slaughtered. I am afraid that in the blink of an eye, all eight people will be buried here. This will make it easier for another change.

Under the moonlight, three figures rushed from a distance. Still dozens of feet away, the middle-aged man in charge had already taken out a sword light. The two young people who were accompanying took action one after another, and a sword light and a fire light followed one after another.

The crazy black bee was suddenly hit, and in an instant, three were split into two by the sword light. Then there was a blazing fire, and the other one struggled in the air for a few more times before falling to the ground. The remaining two black bees knew they were powerful, and they turned around and rushed into the depths of the night and fled far away.

Wujiu saw the three monks who suddenly appeared clearly, and was a little stunned, but stayed there and leaned on the low wall to watch silently. When his eyes passed by Juan'er's wreckage, he sighed secretly.

Under the hillside, there are still a few bonfires burning slowly among the grass. There are wreckage everywhere, and there is a bloody mess.

Lao Jiao and others were still guarding the carriage, and they were still scared. All of them were not as brave as they could. But when they encountered difficult beasts and cultivators with high magic power, these men from the tribe were still at a loss.

The three monks came very quickly. In a blink of an eye, they had already arrived at the hillside, put away the sword light, and checked around. One of the young men came straight to the carriage and said unexpectedly: "It turns out that it is Lao Jiao and his party, lucky to know..."

Old Jiao finally saw the person clearly, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly put down his sword and took a few steps forward, bowing and saying, "It turns out to be Chief Hu, thank you for saving your life!"

The man was not someone else, but he was the bullshit he met a few days ago. As expected, there was a sound of horse hooves coming from a distance, and a vaguely apricot yellow figure jumped in the night with the mount. However, his brother and sister should have gone to Lujiang Town, but for some reason they appeared here again.

Hu Yancheng smiled slightly, then glanced at a dark shadow on the hillside, and said disapprovingly: "It's just a coincidence, it's insignificant!"

Old Jiao turned around and signaled to Ye Tianlong and others, and shouted, "Baoer, don't come to thank you yet!" Before Jiao Baoer in the car appeared, he turned and said solemnly: "I don't know what the two immortals call..."

Hu Yancheng reached out and recommended: "This is the two brothers of the Chu family in Baoping Mountain, Chu You and Chu Fang."

The two monks who came with him, a middle-aged man with a beard and strong figure; a young man in his twenties had an ordinary appearance. Both of them ignored each other and were busy harvesting the corpses of black bees on the ground.

Hu Yancheng smiled and said, "Brother Zhuyou, it's not too late to see Mr. Jiao bees on the ground, which is enough for you and me to share the benefits..." He said halfway, looking up at the way he came.

The sound of horse hooves in the distance was approaching, and a woman said in surprise: "Ah! Killing so many monsters is a good way for me..."

Two monks from various schools had cut off all the tail stings of the six-headed black bees, and then they stood up one after another.

Among them, the middle-aged man named Zhu You looked at the six tail thorns on the ground, and looked proud, and said perfunctorily: "A few mortals, how dare you be arrogant!" He glanced at him sideways, and happened to see Jiao Baoer walking off the carriage. His expression was slightly condensed, and he said with a obscene expression: "The woman looks handsome and her yin has not been lost, which makes it..."

Old Jiao, Jiao Baoer and others looked at each other, and their faces changed slightly.

Hu Yancheng said in surprise: "Brothers, why are you rude? I remember that you were not like this, so I acted together. And you...you..." He was shocked and could no longer speak.

The young man named Zhu Fang suddenly jumped off the ground and headed straight for Hu Shuangcheng. Before the woman stopped her mount, she had already reached out to pick her up in the waist and screamed: "Brother, save me..." Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
Chapter completed!