Uncle Guo came over and said, "What are you thinking about?"
"No, I didn't think about anything."
"You have been in Xiaohan Village for a few years. I can tell that you are always pretending to be something."
"I……"
"Girl, do you know the second disciple of the Wangu Sect? You ask your uncle to ask for news about him every time you go out." Uncle Guo said seriously.
Sister Qiaoer lowered her head and said, "We knew each other before."
Uncle Guo was not surprised by this answer and said: "This is an existence that we ordinary people cannot reach. Please forget about him as soon as possible and don't embarrass yourself."
Sister Qiaoer said emotionally: "I came from Yangzhou in the southwest to Luzhou in the northeast just because I wanted to forget him, but even though the weather here is cold, I can't let go of the longing in my heart."
"Gudu."
Uncle Guo took a sip of strong wine and said sadly: "Uncle can understand you, because when I was young, I also had a girl I admired. She was more talented and had a higher level than me, so I could only watch from a distance like a fool."
Sister Qiaoer was stunned.
Uncle Guo said: "After a long time, I forgot about it."
"After a long time, you forgot?" Sister Qiaoer murmured and said, "Uncle Guo, I understand."
Uncle Guo stood up and left.
Sister Qiaoer sat under the eaves and thought for a long time, then took out a yellowed paper crane and said: "Brother Qingyang, I hope you will become a strong man who can stand upright."
"call!"
A gust of wind blew.
Thousands of paper cranes took off their hands and flew towards the sky.
Sister Qiaoer looked up and watched it gradually disappear into the night. She was heartbroken and said, "I will stop thinking about it from today on."
…
Outside the village.
Thousands of paper cranes floated down.
Li Qingyang caught it with his palm and said disappointedly: "Did she just want to tear it off?"
"Um."
Gongsun Haohai said.
Li Qingyang put the paper crane into the space ring, turned around and said: "Let's go."
"Walk?"
Gongsun Haohai's face was full of astonishment.
He could tell that Li Qingyang was always keeping an eye on the girl named Sister Qiaoer in the dark, and the two of them must have an unusual relationship.
Now that we have finally arrived from Yangzhou in Southwest China, are we in a hurry to leave without going out to meet him?
"Really want to leave?"
"Um."
"All right."
"Brush! Brush!"
The two disappeared outside the village.
Sister Qiaoer, who had returned to the room, seemed to notice something. She subconsciously looked outside the village where Li Qingyang was standing before and murmured: "Something has left. Is it a wild cat?"
…
"Tap! Tread! Tread"
Suddenly, the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded in the dark night, breaking the peace of Xiaohan Village and waking up Uncle Guo and others who were already sleeping.
"not good!"
"The robbers are coming!"
Chaotic sounds echoed through the air.
Suddenly, a group of men in black clothes with ferocious faces and strong horses riding tall horses came out of the village.
They are bandits who roam around Luzhou in the northeast all year round. Because recently, the decent members of the famous sect have been hiding in their sects and dare not come out easily, so they have begun to commit crimes unscrupulously.
Uncle Guo rushed out of the house with a long gun.
As the only martial arts cultivator in Xiaohan Village, he is also the security captain responsible for the security of the entire village.
"Fuck you uncle!"
The bandit leader dismounted and kicked Uncle Guo away, then ordered his men to start searching for property and food.
"Uncle Guo!"
Sister Qiaoer saw Uncle Guo lying on the ground vomiting blood and hurriedly ran over from the room.
"Huh?"
The bandit leader was surprised and said: "In this remote and remote place, there are actually pretty girls. Come on, please catch me and take her back to the mountain to be your wife."
"yes!"
Several fierce robbers rushed over with swords.
"Girl..." Uncle Guo tried his best to stand up, pushed Sister Qiao'er behind, and said with a ferocious expression: "Quickly leave!"
"Can't leave!"
A robber caught up with him.
"call!"
Uncle Guo poured weak spiritual energy into the spear and swept it suddenly, but the opponent easily dodged it and stabbed him with a sword.
"Puch!"
The cold sword passed through his chest, and blood spattered on the snow.
"Uncle Guo!"
Sister Qiaoer, who had stabilized her body, saw Uncle Guo being pierced by a sharp sword, her face turned pale and she cried out.
Coincidentally, the villagers were also kicked out. Seeing that the only martial arts cultivator in the village was severely injured, despair suddenly rose in their hearts.
"The troublesome guy!"
The robber drew his sword, kicked Uncle Guo away, and then walked towards Sister Qiaoer.
"Bang!"
The stone flew past and hit him on the head.
The ten-year-old child picked up another small stone and held it in his hand. He stared and said, "Don't hurt Sister Qiao'er!"
The robber turned around, walked over with a blood-stained sword, grabbed the little guy, raised him high, and said murderously: "Little devil, you are looking for death!"
Although the child was restrained, she shouted fearlessly in the face of danger: "Sister Qiao'er, run!"
"run?"
The bandit leader said coldly, "It's no use running to the ends of the earth for the woman I like!"
At this time, several other bandits had already approached Sister Qiaoer.
"You...don't come here!"
Sister Qiaoer panicked and backed away step by step until she reached a corner and had no way out.
"Boss."
The second leader of the robbers walked out of the villagers' room with his men and cursed: "This village is so damn poor. There is not even anything valuable, let alone banknotes."
"Old rules."
The bandit leader ordered: "Burn it with fire."
"Where are these people?"
"The women and children were taken away, and all the others were killed."
"Okay."
The second master waved his hand hurriedly.
The robbers threw away the torches in their hands, and then walked toward the trembling villagers with swords in their hands.
"call!"
A strong wind blew.
The torch that was about to come into contact with the house was suddenly extinguished.
"Um?"
The robbers who were about to commit the crime looked in the direction where the wind was blowing, and suddenly felt the light of a sword flashing before their eyes.
"Puch! Plop!"
Blood splattered and heads flew everywhere.
When the bandit leader and second master saw this, they were so shocked that their eyes nearly popped out!
The bandits who were about to arrest Sister Qiaoer were frozen in place at this moment, and an invisible pressure made it difficult for them to move at all.
People cannot move, but their thoughts are there.
A strong breath of death filled my heart instantly.
Although these bandits were poor at cultivation, their intuition was very accurate, because a sharp sword passed through their necks without any trace of ghosts, directly ruthlessly harvesting their lives.
This scene happened very quickly. When the trembling villagers gradually calmed down, they discovered that the heads of more than a dozen bandits around them were all missing, and the snow was dyed red with blood!
The picture is scary.
The children were so frightened that they did not dare to look.
The shocked Sister Qiaoer tried her best to raise her head and saw a man in a red cloak standing in front of her. The sharp sword in his hand was stained with blood and dripped to the ground along the tip of the sword.
Although her back was turned to her, and although she couldn't see the front clearly, it felt extremely familiar to her, so she couldn't help but say: "Brother Qingyang!"
The man who suddenly appeared said nothing, and walked step by step towards the bandit leader who was restrained by coercion. Then he put his sword on his neck and said coldly: "You can forgive the sins committed by God, but you will not be able to live if you do your own sins."
This sound...
It's him, it's really him!
Sister Qiaoer covered her mouth and burst into tears.
"Hero, don't...don't..."
"Puch!"
The sword flashed, and the bandit leader's head flew out, then fell to the snow, his face forever frozen in terror.
The fettered second master saw his boss die like this, and the fear in his eyes became more intense. Then, after being slashed by a sharp sword, he went to receive the lunch box with his head missing.
All the bandits were killed.
The crisis in Xiaohan Village has been resolved.
The man in a battle robe cleans the blood on the sword and puts it into its sheath in an elegant manner.
He was about to leave, but Sister Qiaoer managed to stand up and said, "Brother Qingyang, is that you?"