Chapter 819, the first collision, blood

Even a wise old man who is 80 years old will be fooled by an 18-year-old girl. It's not that she doesn't have enough wisdom or experience. It's just that in many cases, the girl's youth and beauty makes people voluntarily immersed in it and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

When a person is subconsciously willing to lie to himself, he or she is always easy to be deceived, so some people think that men and women in love are often trapped in a retarded aura, and their IQ was once negative...

The innocent and beautiful girl in front of her cried so much that she couldn't pity her. Even if Li Xuan was a human being, how could she have seen such a situation?

In a hurry, he stood aside at a loss and barely said a sentence for a long time: "Don't cry. If you have anything sad, tell me, and I'll help you bear it together."

In a word, under the big package, Li Xuan took over the entangled cause and effect of his life.

"My name is... Zhou Lier. I live in a small village and town west of Qinwangling. A few days ago, a group of robbers came to our village and said that they were going to dig here to find crystals, and let all the people in our village leave within three days.

That's the hometown where we have lived for generations. What's more, where can we go if we leave there?

So no one left. At first, nothing happened, but on the third night, the group of strong men suddenly entered the village, killed and set fire, and killed all the people in our village. My father, mother and brother were killed by them to save me. I hid in the grass and escaped overnight before I picked up a life. Whoo... ..."

The beautiful beauty who claimed to be Zhou Lier became more and more excited. Finally, she choked and couldn't speak any more. Her little face was full of tears, which became more and more pitiful.

When Li Xuan heard about Zhou Li'er's experience, his heart suddenly rose: How could such a beautiful little girl be so unfortunate? How could he sit idly by?

What's more, he is worried about the nervousness at hand, and dares to slaughter the village on the side of Qin Wangling. It seems that the number of spiritual stones is not small, and Li Xuan, who can't help but be thirsty for money, is not moved.

He didn't notice the strangeness of his mood. Li Xuan directly got up and said, "Don't be afraid. I haven't touched this matter, but since I've touched it, I have to take care of it."

It's not just because he is greedy for money and lust. It has been a while since Li Xuan has reached the eight levels of gas refining, but he has never made a real breakthrough. This time, Zhou Li'er's appearance gives Li Xuan a first chance to experience fighting. Almost naturally, Li Xuan planned to go to Zhou Lier's village to avenge his family, and then see what kind of money he could have there and make himself more or less money.

Li Xuan, who grew up in Heifeng Village since he was a child, deeply understands that the fastest way to get money in the world is to "rob". Not to mention individuals, it is the same to rise to the group and even the country. Isn't the core will of "plunder" also rob?

One day and one night passed in a flash. A burning house collapsed in a small village and town outside Qinwangling. A small group of repairers in red-edged and black robes were looking for the burning village very carefully.

"It's really unexpected. A hundred years have passed, and the remnants of the Linghu Han family are still there. From time to time, they suddenly pop out and bite us. Although it doesn't hurt, it's more or less troublesome."

The magic used to plunge houses directly into the soil. At the urging of the verbal practitioner's magic, the originally solid land quickly turned into a quicksand vortex, swallowing up one house after another like a giant beast. There are still remnants in those burning houses, and they will also be in the art. After the end of the law, I suffoed to death in the solid land.

The monk who was on guard beside him also responded with a smile: "That is, I want to say that the slaves of the Han family and the Wang family are directly exterred. How can there be so many troubles after the salary is drawn from the bottom of the cauldron?"

"Hum, how do you know that those Linghu Han family men are just okay, but women are all scourge-level beauties. The charming bones are unparalleled, and they are all in love. How many bigwigs above are distressed to death... Low-level monks like you and me can't enjoy it. It's almost the same for our captain."

As they spoke, they were talking about the female pets and little bitches trained by the family. They were all very excited, as if they had seen them.

"If you two always maintain this state, you won't want to enjoy the ecstasy of the fox girl of the Han family in your life. It's not your turn to eat the rest of the bigwigs... For a hundred years, my bloody family has been paying attention to the clear reward and punishment. If it really becomes a weapon, let alone one or two fox girls, it's one hundred and eighty. How can the family be stingy?

Behind them, a middle-aged man with messy hair in a green robe suddenly appeared, with pale cheeks and strangely long light purple nails. The gloomy eyes shone on the two monks, which made them shudder, but they were the leader of more than ten people in this group, the real bloody practitioners.

"I have been prosperous for a hundred years. I have fought against the heavenly disaster all the way through the thorns, and sprinkled the blood and sweat of countless predecessors. The sacrifices of the high priest and the three elders of the family are no longer repeated. How many of the pro-Jin rulers of our clan over the years have been greedy?" Obviously, he looks like a cold emperor, but in fact, this bloody leader is a talkative person. Generally, he has been teaching for more than half an hour, and the two wrong-spoken men are almost bloodless and even shake their bodies.

"In a word, Shangfeng has said that as long as the pursuit is successful, you can dispose of it..."

Obviously, it was a cold word, but in the end, the monk on the scene was hot. The green-robed monk worshipped the bloody Su's Su Wen snake. What he was best at was to provoke the deepest desire in people's hearts with cold words.

"This is my first task after I officially became a blood clan. Although it is a little inconsistent with my imagination, I must also complete it beautifully."

As he thought about it, the middle-aged man in the green robe stretched out his hand and touched his left eye. It had just been two months since he transplanted, but the power of the purple soul Tianjing had made him deeply feel that the blood soul family really lived up to the reputation of the first true spirit family of the earth star.

At night, Li Xuan, who was wearing a sword and black, quietly found the village that was still burning. Although he liked the white clothes very much, he did not insist on sneaking and wearing white clothes.

After hiding for a period of time, a relatively simple camp plate appeared in front of him. Li Xuan hid behind the rocks of the steep mountain wall and carefully observed the situation of the camp plate. He saw that the lights were bright inside, and many boxes were moving in and out. Seeing this, Li Xuan suddenly became more and more convinced of Zhou Li'er's words.

But how can he know that this is one of the bases of the dead and not stiff Korean family. There are some spiritual stones and artifact reserves, which can no longer be normal.

Gradually, no one in it pulled out the box, and the vigilance of the whole camp seemed to be relaxed. There is no magic array, and they still dare to relax their guard so much. Do they think this Qin Wangling is their back garden? With a sneer in his heart, Li Xuan did not want to let go of the great opportunity in front of him.

Carefully escaping into the camp, the internal defense is indeed quite slack. Of course, the team that is looking for the fugitive slave can't be an elite. The reason why Han Lier took a big risk to deceive Li Xuan is that if the team does not cut it, it is too normal to chase her in the end with the blood and means. It is.

As long as the identity and intention are expressed, it is not to say that Li Xuan's black wind fortress can't provoke or stop the blood soul at all. Even the blood soul of morally, the blood of the fugitive slave also occupies an absolute advantage.

So this group of bloody collection team must die, resulting in the illusion that they have someone to respond to, and then Han Lier hides in the black wind village, with the dark under the lamp, at least nearly 50% of the certainty to hide...

Normally speaking, with a response, the fleeing Han family will definitely escape to the area where the blood force is involved. Like the other Siyue Jianzong except Huashan, it is impossible for the blood to use ** diplomatic relations with great fanfare because of one or two areas of escaped slaves.

Now the blood spirit ridge has become bigger and bigger. Although there is an incident of the disappearance of the high priest, it is only a hundred years old. The influence and development strategy left by Zhu Peng in those years are still there. In addition, the blood spirit senior managers are not fuel-efficient lamps. Decades of development and consolidation have gradually made the blood soul ridge secure. The position of the first Zhenling family, the most influential descendant of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea in the past, dare not touch the edge of blood.

It's just the lack of Zhu Peng's suppression in absolute "power", but the Southern Blood Soul Pavilion is no longer the same iron plate as before. Although Zhu Sansan relies on the increasingly exquisite magic skills and the influence left by Zhu Peng, it is still almost hot, but other strong years other than her have gradually faded out of the core of the Blood Soul Pavilion. The power layer is more involved in the distribution of the interests of the blood clan.

Li Xuan carefully searched everywhere in the camp, hoping for "picking up leaks" and other gains, but the result told him that the imagination was beautiful, but the reality was very cruel.

Li Xuan searched in the whole camp for a while, but he didn't find any treasures. The bloody people did it, and it was as clean as the ground.

He couldn't help cursing in his heart, but at this time, Li Xuan suddenly felt the crisis, and his whole body exploded. His instinctive body sank down, and then a red gold knife slid fiercely from the top of Li Xuan's head.

Suddenly, he turned around, but his whole figure rotated like a top. With a glance, Li Xuan reflected the image of a man holding a knife in his mind.

"In Qin Wangling, someone dares to step on the plate of our clan. Dude, has your head been caught by the door?"

Cut into the air with a knife, but the man was not disappointed. In his opinion, when he appeared, the other party was the result of changing the wind and even worshipping. For more than a hundred years, there are fewer and fewer practitioners who dare to provoke themselves in a bloody black robe...

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