Chapter 110 The Mood of Murder

After dinner, set up a carriage, and continue the journey. More than ten miles to the south, I went out of the gorge and gradually entered the plain. Winter is approaching, and the wheat fields have been harvested, leaving only bare wilderness. The road stretched forward infinitely, and the future and the road were vast. Qin Yan lived in front of the car and looked forward to it, and his heart gradually sighed lonely.

With a heavy mood, I don't like seeing anything. The endless bare wilderness and the gray mountains in the far sky made him feel boring, and the three women in the carriage kept silent. He Zhongyi and Bai Lang in the rear only dared to follow far behind, and the atmosphere was very dull.

At this time, if you see a group of evil disciples standing in front of you, everyone will feel angry and want to kill people to vent their anger, right? Qin Yan has such a thought and intends to make it happen.

As for why they are evil disciples, it can be seen from the domineering ghost dance tattoos, weird red, yellow, blue, purple and white hairstyles, earrings, nose rings, tongue rings, lips and umbilical rings and other exaggerated and dazzling decorations. This group of half-human and half-ghosts didn't know that a big disaster was coming, and they waved their swords from afar and shouted, "Stop! Everyone inside will come down. We need to check if there are any suspicious people!"

'Hey... Suspicious people are sitting in the front. Are you all blind!' Qin Yan's eyes were cold, and he shook the reins vigorously. The demon horse hissed, and his four hoofs soared into the air. He pulled the carriage and rushed over at a more rapid speed. While approaching the group of people, Qin Yan had jumped to the horse's back with a long roar, raised his fists, and a clear golden light emerged from the back of his fists. The Qianjun hammer was the gift he prepared for this group of crooked melons.

Seeing the carriage rushing, the momentum seemed to run them directly under the wheel, and the evil disciples made all kinds of strange shouts and hurriedly pushed away to both sides. Thirty meters, twenty meters... The wheels rumbled, and the violent bumps also made a low cry of surprise in the carriage. Qin Yan straightened up regardless, with a ferocious smile on his face, and the flames on his fist were as dazzling as the sun wheel. The expression of panic and fear of the evil disciples in front of him fell into his eyes, just like drinking herbal tea in summer, making him feel happy.

After holding back for so long, let's take your group of ghosts to vent!

However, the footsteps caught in the rear seemed to stop his next move.

"Brother Qin, no--" He Zhongyi rushed up, ignoring his indifferent eyes like a knife, and leaned out his hand to gently press on the neck of the demon horse. This is a special method of controlling the demon horse only known by the servants of the Lin family. After this, the demon horse suddenly slowed down, took seven or eight steps forward according to inertia, and then slowly stopped in the gaze of everyone. At this point, it is less than ten meters away from the nearest evil disciples. They were stunned for a moment, looked at each other a few times, and carefully surrounded them from three sides. Although the golden flame in Qin Yan's hand did not drink flesh and blood to show its power, it was enough to make them afraid. After walking in the world for many years, everyone knows that everyone who can condense the true spirit is not an unknown person.

Qin Yan turned his head and his eyes fell on He Zhongyi's face. The frightened cold light made his whole body soft, almost standing unsteadily, and his vest sweated coldly.

He Zhongyi shook his body twice and shouted, "Brother Qin, don't be impulsive. Nowadays, it has been the power of the evil sect all the way. If you rush to take action, it will easily attract the brigade. Leave this kind of thing to me to deal with!"

Qin Yan looked at him for a moment, raised his right hand in front of his chest and slowly put it down. The golden flame on his fist converded into his palm, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Okay, you deal with it." After saying that, the palm of his hand floated back to the groom's seat, as if the expression of choosing someone just now was just an illusion.

He Zhongyi breathed a sigh of relief. If that punch is hit, he will have to pray for a good family in his next life. Looking around, he quickly found the master from this group of men who were almost unrestrained. After a few polite words, he handed over a money bag and smiled, "There are a hundred taels of silver in it. Please take it for tea. If we can see each other in the future, invite our brothers to drink together!"

The big man with messy patterns on his face took it with a smile and praised the loyalty brother fiercely. He said that if the loyalty brother hadn't been in a hurry, he would have to drink darkly. As for what was in the carriage and what was the identity of this arrogant groom, he did not mention a word.

After another wave of politeness, the evil people gave way, and the carriage slowly passed by. Seeing that everything was fine, everyone was happy, but at this time, there was a sharp shout in the grass beside the road: "Wait!"

I saw a woman in white get up from the grass, patted the stems and leaves on her body, and walked slowly to the front of the road.

The flower-faced man hurriedly greeted her and whispered in the woman's ear, "Sister Hua, this group is not easy to mess with!"

"Of course, it's not easy to mess with two high-level masters to follow as servants." The woman in white snorted coldly, ignored the advice of the big-faced man, walked to the carriage step by step, stared at Qin Yan for a moment, and suddenly smiled, "This little brother has reached the middle level of the locality at a young age, and is also a dragon and phoenix among people. I don't know if he is willing to tell your name?"

With her early eyesight, she could only see that Qin Yan's cultivation was above herself, so she gave the middle-level guess. For this kind of self-righteous guy, Qin Yan was not even interested in Ying Cheng and said indifferently, "My surname is Qin. Just call me Mr. Qin."

"Ess. Qin?" The beautiful eyes of the woman in white probably searched for information about the young master surnamed Qin in her mind. The genius who can cultivate to the local realm at such an age is rare, but only the one in the Anxi Qin family is not in line with the people in front of him. At this time, Qin Yan's reputation was still too late to spread with the Sword Conference, and Biye City was destroyed by the evil faction in one fell swoop, so that the vast majority of Jianghu people did not know that he was a figure. Therefore, the woman in white thought for a long time and couldn't guess his origin, so she had to say, "Since Mr. Qin doesn't want to tell, the little woman can't force it. However, the things in this carriage have to be checked to prevent suspicious people from escaping in this way.

Qin Yan said lightly, "Are there any suspicious people in the carriage? Go and see for yourself!" Since you have to ask for trouble, don't blame me for not giving you a chance.

He Zhongyi hurriedly said, "This heroine is full of females in the carriage, and she is infected with wind and cold. It's really inconvenient to see people..."

The woman in white retreated his obstructed right arm without a trace and lifted the corner of the curtain with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I just look--" The words were then cut off by the sound of a dull sharp object piercing her body. The long sword came out of her vest, and blood flowed down the sword body.

This extra glance made her pay the price of her life.

Yu Hanyan pulled back the sword, and apeng blood splashed into the box, causing Mu Chengxue to scream. She dodged calmly and pulled down the curtain as if nothing had happened.

Young local junior masters are not common in the world. However, when she bumped into the jade beauty and was in a bad mood, she still had to pester, which could only be regarded as self-inflicted.

The woman fell powerlessly under the wheel, her white clothes were stained red with blood, and there was still a residual smile on her face. Yu Hanyan's sword was so fast that it cut off her life in an instant when she failed to react, so that she would not suffer too much pain. Perhaps from another aspect, this is also Yu Hanyan's kindness.