The little girl Wang Xilou is full of posture and actually quite cute.

Her lifelong wish was to have a husband and raise children, be a little daughter-in-law, and be a female celebrity. If necessary, she would go to the fields and give birth to one or two fat boys.

Then she must be so beautiful.

Looking back, the little zombie was wearing soft pajamas and pajamas, pouting his butt and mouth, making a bed. The curves of his body in the dim light made Feng Wuli feel a little warm.

Suddenly feeling something, he put on a coat and prepared to go out.

"What are you doing? It's so late."

"Someone has entered the village."

"Are you coming back to sleep tonight?"

"I'll just walk outside the door."

"go Go."

She happily looked at the two sets of quilts on the bed, thinking, there are two sets of quilts, the bed is so big, why should it be covered with two sets of quilts.

Wang Xilou looked at the closet in the room, moved her knees to get out of the bed, stuffed her set of quilts into the closet, worked around, made the bed, and lay down comfortably.

From time to time, I would look at the pillow next to me and happily take out my mobile phone to play.

The louder the wind sounds outside, the shriller it blows, and the more ghosts and wolves howl, the warmer it becomes inside this small four-sided red brick wall.

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But tonight, the small mountain village is really lively.

There are practitioners one after another, and there is also the evil wind that envelopes the mountains. The forest is dark and the night is deep, and the wind howls.

The autumn wind mainly kills people and blows away the vitality.

Many people who have entered the mountain have noticed the pain of scraping their bones.

Moreover, even if an earthen wall is built, a stone cave is dug, and a shelter is found, the wind can still blow in the cave, and one's spiritual energy will fall apart in the autumn wind.

For a while, everyone retreated, and when they came to this mountainous village, they felt they could breathe again.

Many people have found that the closer they are to people, the less affected they are by the wind.

This storm must have been caused by the big demon who was holding onto the Immortal Sect. He was blaming them for disturbing his Qing cultivation.

Those who had entered the mountains and forests in the past few days, and those who were preparing to enter the mountains and forests, all retreated and came to Suji.

I don’t know whether it was Lord Zao who protected me, or the big monster who caused the evil trend did it intentionally.

This human fireworks can block the evil wind in the mountains.

Four figures suddenly appeared, and there were no street lights under the old locust tree. The moonlight cast pale white light on the village head, with scattered figures and a few leaves falling in the autumn wind.

A female swordswoman wearing a high school blue and white uniform with loose black hair.

A middle-aged man in a black suit and leather shoes with a slicked back haircut.

A gangster with yellow hair and a vest, shorts and slippers against the autumn wind.

Panting, a pure desire Douyin celebrity dressed as a little fairy.

There was a light on in a house at the entrance of the village. Li Changan, who had just stayed at Uncle Feng Wuli's house, looked at the four people here from a distance and kept muttering.

"The seventeen-year-old female sword fairy Zhao Hong'e from Shushan. The one with yellow hair is the spiky-headed Huang Buhuan from Northeast Shamanism. The little fairy should be the third lady of Penglai. What is the origin of the one with the big back? I can't recognize it.

It’s a small thing.”

The baby-faced girl on the side rolled her eyes: "You don't recognize all the practitioners in the world, but you are just a piece of shit."

"Hey, this place is so big. Everyone has a scale, isn't it?"

Li Changan touched his chin: "What do you think they are doing? They came to the village to hold a meeting at night?"

"There's something wrong with the wind."

The woman's perception is much sharper than that of the men around her, and it was she who immediately suggested turning back to the village after discovering that there was a problem early.

Those outside were all future leaders from various sects, but she could sense something was wrong before they did and found a place to rest.

The four of them arrived almost at the same time. The air was quiet for a moment, and the strong wind blew again.

Da Beitou coughed dryly:

"Everyone, it's a coincidence today. Everyone is going to the mountains to see the gods. We all know that the wind is strong tonight and the weather is cold. It is not practical to go out of the mountains now. We have a village here, so everyone can do it according to their abilities.

, see if I can stay overnight."

Huang Mao's tone was weird: "Hey, isn't this the little fairy fish on Douyin? I'm your fan, please take a photo with me."

The little fairy glanced at him and said with a smile: "Three hundred group photos."

"Hey, I really think I'm a big star."

"There's something wrong with this village. All the monsters are gone."

"Is there an expert here?"

"The wind is getting stronger and stronger, like a knife. I'm going to find a fellow countryman to spend the night."

In this mountainous village, the houses are scattered and many are unoccupied. However, the uninhabited shabby tile-roofed houses cannot be used as a shelter because there is no smoke and smoke.

The four of them separated and made several noises at night, knocking on his door and patting on his windows.

Fellow fellow, it's windy, please let me stay overnight.

The door slammed shut.

The old hunter at the end of the village often told the story of the human woman who came in at night and ate people in the dark.

Although the villagers were noncommittal, there was suddenly someone knocking on the door in this wilderness and asking to stay overnight. Who knew what was coming in?

For a time, in the world of cultivators, there were four great masters with names and surnames who would scare people to death when they spoke of their sects. Under the dark and windy night, there was not even a tile wall to shelter them from the wind!

The howling wind at this time was like a handful of steel needles, piercing into the bone gaps.

The four of them finally returned to the village. They looked at the last house. They politely offered it to each other without asking. Now they were about to go and ask the last house. Suddenly they realized that it was impossible to lend the house to them all at once.

Between the four of them, who would dare to stay with four strangers at the same time at night?

They can only ask alone.

But now there are four people.

What should we do? Kill the other three.

Suddenly, the female sword fairy drew her sword, Huang Mao put on a shaman mask, and the little internet celebrity pulled out a whisk and came out without knowing where it came from.

Strong spiritual energy fluctuations erupted under the locust tree, and were blown away by the strong wind.

Da Beitou quickly persuaded: "Hey, why did we start a fight? Stop, stop, stop, at worst, they all come out of the mountain, be nice, be nice!"

"Kill those who persuade others first!" Huang Mao shouted.

The high school girl's sword has arrived, her school uniform is buzzing, her black hair is spread like a crazy devil, this sword is going straight to the door of the man in suit.

Behind Huang Mao is a big gray snake figure, and behind the mask is a face like an animal, with vertical pupils in his eyes and a tongue hanging out.

This is inviting a fairy to take over.

As soon as Liu Sanye possessed him, he wanted to kill the man in the suit with his claws, but he heard Huang Mao's heartfelt voice, and the third master, the third master, sneak attacked the man holding the sword.

It's insidious enough, and Third Master likes it.

This was really exciting. The two people in the room were watching intently. They were probably blown away by the evil wind and their minds were almost losing control. Suddenly, their swords were facing each other.

Only at this moment, under the sound of the whistling mountain breeze, the sound of a door opening was particularly abrupt.

The house in front of the locust tree suddenly turned on the lights. A boy held a flashlight and shined it on the ground. The light on the ground slowly moved toward the noisy place.

Li Changan took a breath: "Get out, he's that old uncle's nephew, don't let those people kill you and cause trouble to you idiot!"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the four of them were also startled. The next second, the swords, whisks, and guns that were about to be taken out from the suits were all put back.

When the flashlight came over, there was nothing strange except for the mess caused by the wind.

In the quiet mountain village, the light in the house dragged his shadow far, far away. The boy was surprised and uncertain: "What do you do? What are you doing in front of my house?"

Next, two more people ran out, it was the boy with the crew cut and the petite girl who came to stay overnight.

The two of them were a little embarrassed. They looked at the four people over there, and the four people also noticed the two people who came out of the house later.

Li Changsheng laughed a few times and asked: "Isn't that from the same tour group? Can't the brothers find accommodation?"

The boy turned around and looked at him doubtfully, and then used the flashlight to shake the four people over there, only to hear the man in the suit with the big back agreed repeatedly.

"Yes, fellow, the wind is too strong tonight and it is difficult to set up camp in the mountains. Can you stay overnight?"

The young man suddenly looked embarrassed. His house was so big, how could he accommodate so many people?

Just go outside the house.

But Li Changsheng knew how strong the wind was outside the house at this time. He was so anxious that he grabbed his hand, but it was too late. The boy had already walked out.

The four people were also nervous. They were almost blown to death. This ordinary person should not be blown to pieces when he came out.
To be continued...