After the young man finished saying this, he turned around and looked at the silent girl in green sitting aside and said, "Girl, go home early."

"Um."

The girl in green didn't dare to look at Zhou Qingmu's gentle smile and just nodded silently.

After Zhou Qingmu heard this, he turned around and walked towards the stone tablet engraved with "Smoke Lianchi". At this moment, the mutated disciples appeared!

"How can I find someone in such a huge mountain? It would be too damn hard to continue searching like this."

I saw a man dressed as a bandit squeezing in from the stone monument with curses on his lips.

He squeezed in with an unhappy look on his face, only to see a young man in white standing in front of him.

"Hey, kid. You don't want to live anymore, do you? Why are you just standing there watching? Get out of here!"

The man obviously didn't think that the young man in front of him, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, was the one he was looking for. However, as a bandit and not a thieves, seeing that the young man was not dressed like a rich man, he just waved his hand to drive him away.

Zhou Qingmu looked at the man dressed as a bandit in front of him, but he was not displeased. The man in front of him had no murderous intention towards him. Zhou Qingmu was about to leave, but the man's next words made him stop.

"This little lady is quite pretty. Come, come and play with me."

After the man passed by Zhou Qingmu, he immediately saw the girl in green who was about to leave after putting on her small cloth shoes. The man was only in his twenties. Although he had fallen into the trap early, he had tasted quite a few women. See you now.

Looking at the beautiful girl in front of me, she naturally refused to let her go.

But the girl in green didn't pay attention to him. After putting on her shoes, she walked towards the stone monument with a sullen face.

Seeing that the woman in front of him ignored him, the bandit man was a little angry. So when the girl in green walked past him, he spoke angrily and raised his hand to hit her.

"Smelly bitch, uncle, can't you hear me? Why are you pretending to be deaf?"

At this moment, a slightly immature but extremely strong hand grabbed the bandit man's hand.

"You little bastard, you're tired of living, aren't you?"

Seeing this, the bandit man became even more angry and tried his best to break free from the young man's hand in front of him. However, a scene different from what he thought happened. He found that he was far from able to break free with his own strength. The bandit man couldn't help but think to himself, after practicing for many years,

After all, he was about to reach the bone-building realm, but he couldn't break free from this young man's hand.

Zhou Qingmu ignored the bandit man's anger and turned to the young girl in green who seemed slightly frightened: "Girl, please go home quickly."

"Um."

The girl in green just nodded when she saw this, took a step forward, but stopped again.

"You have some brute strength. If you don't let go, I will chop off your hand."

Seeing that he could not escape, the bandit man picked up the knife from his waist and tried to chop it down.

Zhou Qingmu's reaction was naturally very quick. Upon seeing this, he retracted his hand and took a step back.

When the bandit man saw the young man let go, he raised his hand and tried to slash at Zhou Qingmu.

To the bandit man's surprise, the young man in front of him did not dodge. Instead, he kicked the bandit man when he slashed at him with his sword.

Zhou Qingmu was now about to reach the peak of Qi training. The force of this kick caught the bandit man, who was originally much lower than his youth, off guard. He was kicked directly to the ground and vomited blood.

The sword in the bandit man's hand also fell to the ground. Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu didn't wait for the bandit man to react. He took the small hand of the woman in green who was standing there and didn't know what she was thinking, turned around and ran outside.

Before the girl in green could react, she was led away by Zhou Qingmu.

The girl in green looked at the hand held by Zhou Qingmu, pouted, and wanted to say something.

"Son..."

Zhou Qingmu did not understand, but said seriously: "Girl, we must leave as soon as possible. There will probably be bandits chasing us soon. It is too dangerous in the mountains."

So, as the sun was setting, a young man who had lost his sword held the hand of a beautiful girl and ran down the bluestone steps of the Broken Demon Mountain.

However, maybe the young man was running too fast. After a moment, the girl behind him let go of his hand and stopped, standing there panting.

Since Zhou Qingmu embarked on the road of cultivation, he rarely felt tired when he was on the road. Seeing that the girl behind him seemed very tired, he mobilized his true energy to investigate the girl in green. However, Zhou Qingmu was surprised to find that in front of him

There was no trace of true energy in the girl's body. In other words, the girl in green clothes in front of her was not a cultivator.

After a while, seeing that the young man in front of her had not left, the girl in green hurriedly said: "Master, it's too tiring to run like this. I'll rest here for a while and then leave. Master, you go first."

The boy looked at the girl. The girl in blue bent over and propped up her knees, looking at the boy reflected in the sunset.

Zhou Qingmu turned around and squatted down on the bluestone steps in front of the girl, facing the city in front of him and spoke calmly.

"Girl, let me carry you on my back."

The girl in green subconsciously stepped closer, hesitated, and leaned on the boy's not-so-wide back.

As the sun sets, a young man carries a young girl on his back and walks quickly.

There is a saying that the sunset that you accidentally saw reflected on your body when you were young is more precious than having thousands of taels of silver in your pocket when you are old.

Behind him, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes looked at the two people standing in front of him with their hands behind their backs.

...

Until the sky gradually dimmed, the two finally arrived at the gate of Xiu Shuang City where the notice was posted. There was no one at the gate. At some point, there was a noodle stall at the gate, and a man wearing a bamboo hat.

A man in red drinking alcohol.

Zhou Qingmu was overjoyed when he saw this, and put down the girl in green behind him who had sweat on her forehead for some reason.

Zhou Qingmu approached the noodle stall and glanced at the man in red. He felt a little familiar. I wonder if it was an illusion.

"Shopkeeper, if you have any Yangchun noodles, please bring two bowls!"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper increased the heat in the pot and said with his back to Zhou Qingmu.

"My lord, please sit down and wait. Two bowls of hot noodles will be served to you soon."

When Zhou Qingmu heard this, he turned around, waved to the girl in green who was standing there, and shouted: "Girl, come here quickly. I'll treat you to Yangchun noodles. Yangchun noodles are delicious!"

Zhou Qingmu took the girl in green and found a spare wooden table and sat down.

The two of them waited for a while, and then the noodle stall owner brought out two bowls of hot Yangchun noodles.

Zhou Qingmu took a pair of wooden chopsticks and flipped through it, then took a bite with a satisfied expression on his face.

The girl in green clothes followed his example, turned it over and took a bite.

After Zhou Qingmu ate the bowl of noodles in several mouthfuls like a hungry wolf, he put some broken silver on the table, looked at the girl in green who still had more than half of the bowl left, and said: "Girl, which direction in the city do you live in? It's already dark.

Late, I’ll go back early after eating the noodles..."

Before Zhou Qingmu finished speaking, a sharp knife suddenly came out of its sheath and struck straight at Zhou Qingmu's back. Although Zhou Qingmu noticed it immediately and tilted his neck, the knife was still nailed to his left shoulder. Blood spattered instantly.

It landed on the wooden table in front of the boy, and some splashed into the bowl in front of the girl in green. The girl in green first looked frightened and then turned to worry. She looked at the boy's shoulder that was still dripping with blood.

His eyes looked at the person behind the young man.

The man who drew the sword was the man in red who had been silent and drinking with his head down.

Zhou Qingmu turned around, pulled out the knife on his shoulder, threw it on the ground, and looked at the man in red who was sitting firmly drinking.

Zhou Qingmu looked carefully and finally figured out where this person came from. The red robe he was wearing was exactly the same as the person he had fought with in the medicine garden before. However, the half-masked mask on this person's face was black, while the previous person

It's white.

Before Zhou Qingmu could speak, the man in red suddenly smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, took off his bamboo hat, and threw it on the ground. He stepped on the ground with his left foot, and a red energy burst out from his body. This energy was so tyrannical that even

He is much stronger than the guy from Yaoyuan back then.

"Who gave you the courage to kill my second brother?"

The hoarse voice of the man in red rang in Zhou Qingmu's ears, and then the man in red appeared in front of Zhou Qingmu in an instant, directly grabbed Zhou Qingmu's neck with one hand and slowly lifted him up.

Seeing this scene, the girl in green clothes put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands, stood up and opened her mouth to call out to the guards above the city gate.

The man in red did not ignore her. He stretched out his other hand and slapped the girl in green. The girl in green was instantly slapped with a powerful force and fell heavily against the city wall.

The angle of the bowl of Yangchun noodles on the table that the girl had not finished was slightly different from where the girl was before. Although she was not hit by this palm, the wind of the palm was strong. At this time, the bowl swayed slightly and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

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Zhou Qingmu's face turned red when the person in front of him pinched him, and he seemed to be about to stop breathing. At that moment, Zhou Qingmu's mind appeared in his mind about his parents who died out of hatred, a dashing and domineering girl who liked plain clothes, and a gentle-faced Confucian scholar in white.

At this time, smoke from Duanyao Mountain not far away reached the bottom of the pond. A rusty ancient sword stuck straight in the water broke out of the water and flew out of Xiu Shuang City at an extremely fast speed.

The noodle stall owner was also very frightened by this scene. He just came to set up his stall in the evening but he encountered such an attack. He didn't care about the noodle stall that owned half of his fortune and life, so he ran towards the city.

The man in red just glanced at this and didn't care, but his hand became slightly stronger.

"Little bastard, I only blame you for doing something you shouldn't have done today. Do you think you can escape the death penalty by escaping from Duanyao Mountain? You have the aura of the magical power passed down by my Lord, and I happen to have practiced it. So,

Don't even think about escaping unharmed. Of course, you must be extraordinary if you can kill my second brother. So you can't even think about dying peacefully like this. When I torture you until you are about to die, I will destroy your cultivation.

I will take you into the mountains and torture you."

The man in red looked at the miserable look of his second brother's murderer in front of him and laughed ferociously.

This sentence made Zhou Qingmu regain his consciousness, and he forced his thoughts to mobilize his true energy, intending to use his magical power to destroy the mountain palm. But at this moment, a sound of swords piercing the air suddenly rushed towards the man in red.

The man in red reacted very quickly. He released his grip on Zhou Qingmu's neck and turned to hide. Unexpectedly, the ancient sword that was in front of Zhou Qingmu turned around and stabbed straight into the shoulder of the man in red.

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The man in red gasped, and like Zhou Qingmu before, he pulled out the ancient sword and threw it on the ground. This sword was extraordinary. It jumped from the ground and flew into the uninjured right hand of Zhou Qingmu, who was breathing heavily.

Zhou Qingmu raised his hand and looked at the sword in his hand. He never thought that the sword he had been looking for for so long would actually come back.

Zhou Qingmu suddenly felt that the rust on the sword body seemed to have diminished. The young man couldn't believe it and felt that he was dazzled.
Chapter completed!