The next day, the small village was filled with joy, and it was almost time to beat drums and drums.

"The Yin and Yang Heroes are really not small." Wu Feng also woke up from his practice, stood up, stretched his waist, raised a faint smile on his lips, then pushed the door and walked out.

In the village, everyone's faces were filled with smiles, smiling respectfully and looking forward to it. The old man who was already hunchbacked had bent his waist and back, and he kept bowing to two figures, one tall, one short, one thin and one fat, "The two Yin and Yang heroes arrived, there is no farewell to welcome him, and no farewell to welcome him!"

The tall and thin man was wearing white clothes. At first glance, he looked quite a bit like a fairy-like spirit. His round eyes and curved beards looked like a liar selling dog skin plaster in the world. "The old man doesn't have to be too polite. It is my duty to eliminate violence and maintain good fortune."

The old man was moved, but the slack old eyes flashed slightly. Once a person was old, he would have more thoughts. This is understandable. People who have experienced the ups and downs are very different from those of ignorant boys. "Didn't you bring your entourage here?"

The two heroes are also old men in the world. How could they not understand the old man's words? The next second, they all emitted their soul power, and the expressions on their faces were both arrogant and confident.

"Two One-star soul gurus are still a bit powerful!" Feeling the fluctuations of soul power, Wu Feng curled his lips slightly. At least these two Yin and Yang heroes are not pure liars in the world.

"Can I both still fall into your old eyes?" The low voice of the short and fat man sounded. He was dressed in black and had a serious body proportions. His two ends were pointed and round in the middle. His big belly was tightly pressing against his clothes, and he was about to break.

"Look at what you said, who doesn't know the name of the Yin and Yang heroes? Please, please!" The stone in his heart fell to the ground, and the wrinkles on the old man's face completely stretched out, and the two heroes respectfully welcomed into the thatched room.

"The show is pretty good, and the appearance is just like that. It's just that it shouldn't be called the Yin-Yang Heroes, it should be called the tall and short Heroes or the fat and thin Heroes!" Wu Feng's arms crossed his chest, raised his lips, and followed everyone and entered the room.

The simple room suddenly became crowded, and the broken four-corner table was filled with wine and meat. The old man sat in the master's position, the two Yin and Yang heroes one left and one right, and Da Zhuang sat down below, while the rest stood tightly. As for Wu Feng, he continued to fold his arms and leaned against the door.

"Please, please!" The old man picked up the wine bowl and dried it first, and Dazhuang was also very respectful.

The second hero nodded as a gift, but when his lips just touched the edge of the wine bowl, his eyebrows couldn't help but frown, and then he put the wine bowl back on the table. It seemed that the homemade spirits were not suitable for their taste buds.

"Brother-in-law, why did you hurry to summon me and the other two?" The short and fat man picked up a piece of wild boar meat and put it in his mouth, and the oil slowly overflowed along the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, it's a long story." The old man sighed, took a sip of the strong wine, and then continued: "We have lived here for generations, and we have no ability. We can only make a living in the soil. Life is very poor, and even the bandits can't be interested in us. Therefore, even if we are poor, they are still comfortable. Until a group of people came a while ago, they broke up without saying a word and kidnapped all the girls in the village. Before leaving, we asked us to continue to gather five girls and said that we would come to pick up people a few days ago, otherwise the village would be slaughtered."

"These bastards!" The tall and thin man punched the table, and the already broken table almost split. However, the round little eyes turned gently, "Old man, can you lose money?"

"It's strange that they just kidnapped the girl's baby, and they didn't take away any money or anything." The old man shook his head and replied in confusion, then he suddenly turned his words and ordered Dazhuang: "Hurry up, take the things up and offer them to the two heroes."

"Yes, dad!" Dazhuang nodded, got up and went into the inner room.

Hearing this, Wu Feng frowned slightly. The truth was the same as he guessed, but his intuition told him that this matter was not simply a bandit robber. If it was a simple robbery, how could it be that he would only rob people but not wealth?

Leaning against the door, Wu Feng looked at the sky and carefully pondered the dark feelings. At this time, Dazhuang had already returned and had a small black bag with patches in his hand.

A place was made on the table, and the old man opened the bag with his own hands. The eyes of the Yin and Yang heroes were full of expectations. However, when they only appeared in some shabby, soft and slightly black, they were disappointed.

"Brother-in-law, these are not enough money for cars and horses!" the short and fat man said slightly unhappy.

"I know, I know, but the valuable things in the village are here." The old man looked puzzled, and then begged: "The two have always been the narrow sense. Who knows in the world? I hope to help me!"

The old man lowered his silver head deeply, and everyone bowed and begged, but the short and fat man was not grateful and said coldly: "We are human beings, and we also have to eat. How can we be a hero and righteous person without money?"

"Yes, yes, you're right, but..." Sweat gradually oozed out and gathered in the wrinkles on the forehead. The old man was anxious, "Is this possible? I'll tell you a lot, even if you can't afford it for a while, we will make up for it in the future."

"You and I are not walking in the world for money, but they are more or less willing." The short and fat man wanted to say something again, but the tall and thin man stopped him. After glanced at the table, he wrapped the small bag again and stuffed it into his arms. His whole movement was very skillful, and then he smiled at the old man and stretched out his five fingers, "Old man, this number will last for half a year in the future, can it be?"

"Five cents?"

"Five taels!"

Wu Feng whispered coldly, the two heroes of Yin and Yang really dared to ask for it. Five taels of silver per month is just a simple meal for wealth and power, but for this small village, it is like astronomical figures. They face the loess and the sky, can they save about ten taels in a year? God is beautiful, and the weather may be good. When encountering heavenly stems and floods, it is considered a burning incense, and even a big son can save it.

Everyone took a breath. The Yin and Yang heroes disagreed with this and just waited quietly for the old man's answer.

"Okay, five taels are five taels!"

"Old man, don't go back on your word!"

"As long as the two rescue the girls and help our village survive the disaster, I will definitely pay the monthly payment on time."

"Haha, okay! With our brothers here, I dare not touch you, so I keep my heart in my stomach."

Wu Feng wanted to rush over and slapped him twice, but he held back. He wanted to see how shameless he could be. Of course, the two Yin and Yang heroes did not disappoint him.

Because the two Yin and Yang heroes were in charge, the old man allowed Wu Feng to continue living in the village. Time passed through the whole day while watching the play. When night fell, Wu Feng closed the door and sat under the kerosene lamp, his eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Who is the other person?"

"Why just capture people but not rob money?"

He picked up the water bowl and took a sip. Wu Feng was puzzled. Generally speaking, the bandits would leave no grass everywhere, and he really couldn't understand the current situation.

After a long time, Wu Feng curled his lips. Since he couldn't figure it out, wait for the truth to do it yourself. Then he left the stool and lay on the bed with his head in his hands. Because he didn't sleep all night last night, his eyelids quickly became stiff, and his steady breathing gradually turned into a sweet and sweet exhalation.

......

In the sky, clouds flow rapidly. In the sky, strong winds rustled. Under the ground, fires spread out. This scene is like the arrival of the end of the world, and like chaos is just beginning to begin.

A loud and crisp cry sounded, and a big bird broke out from the fire, resisted the storm, broke through the sky, flapping its wings into the sky, as if it was the reborn phoenix, and it was like the phoenix of Nirvana, but its body was filled with a faint blue color, and it looked as hot as fire, but it looked as cold as ice, and it rushed into the air, leaving long traces.

After reaching the extreme height, the fierce dive was swift. The big bird that turned its body revealed its true face, eagle-like eyes, coldness, fierceness, and a dagger-like beak, sharp and forcing. The completely spread wings covered the sky and sun, and pulled up the howling wind.

Seeing the big bird locking him, Wu Feng wanted to escape, but the thick pressure filled the world with the thick pressure, which made his legs completely

Not obedient.

The big bird rushed faster and faster, getting closer and closer. Wu Feng instinctively blocked his hands in front of his face. The next second, a loud bang exploded, and the blue air wave completely distorted the space.

......

Dongdong, Dongdong, Dongdong...

Heartbeat, only heartbeat.

Wu Feng sat up suddenly in his sleep, his chest fluttered violently, his face turned as white as paper, and his clothes were completely soaked in cold sweat. This fear and this horror were not something that the second dream could bring.

After a long time, Wu Feng shook his dry throat and walked to the table to drink a bowl of water.

"Did the third dream appear?"

"What is that big bird?"

The first dream made him find the black blade, the second dream made him temper his body. Could this third dream mean that he wanted him to subdue the terrifying big bird? Sitting under the kerosene lamp, Wu Feng recalled the dream, and was still sweating constantly.

I don’t know how long it took, a rooster crowed, and then the whole village crowed. Wu Feng looked out the window with his lower eyes, which was already dark.

"No matter what that thing is, since the dream appears, there is a reason for it to appear."

Wu Feng took a few deep breaths and adjusted his thoughts. However, before his sword eyebrows could be stretched, the roar of the boy in plain clothes came into his ears, and after that, a burst of rapid horse hooves and fierce shouts followed.

"If you don't come again, I don't have time to wait."

Putting the third dream behind his head for a while, Wu Feng raised his mouth and pushed open the door. At this time, the villagers were already standing in the village, holding steel forks and shoulder poles in full swing. Opposite them, there were twenty or thirty people, holding torches and black masks that made people unable to see their true colors, but their eyes were extremely cruel and cruel.
Chapter completed!