Chapter 85 Back to the Village

The fog dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The blue sky, white clouds, stone paths, and green forests appeared again. There were two cold corpses lying not far away, which looked so shocking. Tong Zheng raised his head feebly and saw a beautiful and smiling young face. If you lose, you will lose completely.

"Why aren't you poisoned?"

He raised Xia Jun's eyebrows gently and said with a faint smile, "There is an antidote in the world." When he found that there was only poison on the arrow, Xia took out the "poison elixir" left by the strange magic doctor.

"Then why can your fog phantom last so long? Your strength is only level seven. Tong Zheng's expression was confused, and his head shook gently, "Why? Why?"

"Hey hey, Brother Tong Zheng, who told you that my strength is only level 7?" The corners of Xia's mouth rose with a trace of playful taste, and then a strong momentum burst out in his body. The surface of the body gushed out a solid purple light, which was much stronger than the seventh-level martial artists, and a little dimr than the ninth-level martial artists.

"Level 8, level 8 warrior?"

"Hey." Jiang Xia sneered, "This is thanks to Brother Tong Zheng's spiritual elixir."

Tong Zheng fainted with a little lust. This was really a stone to hit his foot, but this hit was fatal. He really regretted why he got into trouble with such a demon, whether he was jealous of his continuous amazing performance, or hated him for humiliating himself again and again.

Looking at Wang Zhao and Lin Chi's body, afraid, unwilling to attack all of them, and the essence of survival, "Jiang, General Xia, please don't kill me."

Jing Xia shook his head and his face became extremely calm. "Is it interesting for you to say this now?"

Tong Zheng was so stunned that he got up in a panic and instinctively fled to the back. All he had to do was to run. The farther he ran, the better. As long as he returned to the Yuncheng faction, he would be safe.

"Wo!"

The cold light crossed the air, and the shrill sound shocked a large number of birds in the forest. A smooth head flew in the air, and there was still countless fears on his face.

"Ban!" Tong Zheng became the third corpse. The eldest brother, the second brother and the third brother of the Yuncheng School all died here. They took the blame themselves, committed their own sins, and could not live.

Xia Shen exhaled a turbid breath and ate the law of the jungle. If he did not have the ability to protect himself, he would die. The bloody massacre has been verified again, and strength is the king. He glanced at the miserable situation on the ground, turned Xia around and left, and continued to embark on the return journey back to Bailiu Village.

The figure of the teenager gradually faded away, and everything seemed to have never happened. Not long after Jianxia left, a graceful figure in a long black dress flashed out.

The woman glanced coldly at the tragedy on the ground, and her red lips scratched a strange smile. "It's interesting that the disciples of Yunxuanmen killed the disciples of Yuncheng School."

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After more than ten days of non-stop running, a horse-drawn carriage bumped on the rural road. Maybe it was a heavy rain, and the uneven path was muddy and potholed.

The carriage suddenly stopped. The driver jumped skillfully, slapped his hands, and then pulled the curtain. "Sir, Bailiu Village has arrived."

Slowly opened Xia's eyes quietly, and his clear eyes could not hide his joy. He got up and got out of the carriage, and the clear smell of the field came to his nose. The cooking smoke curled up, and the golden field. With the feeling, this is Bailiu Village, where I grew up.

"Brother groom, this is your reward." Xia grabbed a handful of gold coins from the storage ring and gave it to the driver. The latter was stunned and dumbfounded in place. The heavy feeling was full of palms, at least 70 or 80.

The driver quickly refused, "Son, this, the three agreed at the beginning are fine."

"Ha ha, brother, just take it." Jiang Xia smiled politely, and this little money is just a loss for the cow for Jiang Xia now.

The groom thanked him and nodded to Xia. He couldn't wait to go home to see his parents. After nearly a year, I returned to Bailiu Village, but my mood was indescribably comfortable.

Although I couldn't see anything before, the grass and trees, bricks and tiles in Bailiu Village were deeply imprinted in my mind. In the house, the old man sits idlely and the children play. Male ploughing and female weaving, plain and harmonious. When they saw the appearance of General Xia, they all showed puzzled and strange expressions.

For these neighbors, Xia Yiyi smiled politely, and their doubts were also understandable. Thinking that he was about to see his parents, he couldn't help but speed up his pace. If he hadn't been afraid of scaring the residents of the village, he would have to fly out with Fengxiang.

Approaching the end of the village, two single houses appeared in the sight of Jianxia, one was Mengyu's and the other was his own. The dilapidated tile house exudes a sense of depression all the time. People go to the empty building, and there is nowhere to paint full of desolation. Jiang Xia pressed her yearning for Meng Yu in her heart and hurried to her doorstep.

The door is slightly closed, and the past is sad. The longing for his parents makes Xia's nose sour. "Dad, mother, the child is back." Jiang Xia called softly, and his eyes were already red. Then he stepped forward and pushed open the empty door.

"Dad, mother, child,"

Before he finished speaking, Xia was suddenly f appalled and his eyes were about to crack. He saw that the cabin was in a mess, and all kinds of furniture fell to the ground and covered with a thick layer of dust.

"What's going on?" Jiang Xia was a little panicked, her brain was blank, her ears buzzed, and a strong uneasiness surged into her heart. With his inner fear, he walked into his parents' room, which was still chaotic, and so did he went to his own room.

Looked all inside and outside, except for the messy objects, Xie Xuanhe and the general Yan were nowhere to be found. Jiang Xia's body trembled and his mouth was slightly open, like an ignorant deer. "Dad, mother, don't joke with me."

"Village head, yes, ask him." A thought in Jiang Xia's heart had flashed out of the house and happened to meet King Zhang, who came in a hurry, with a garlic nose and mouse eyes. Behind him, there were a group of villagers who heard the news.

"Hey, Xiaoxia, you're back. I heard that your eyes have been cured. I said that you were back, and I immediately ran over. I heard that you are now a big celebrity in the Qinfeng College, and you will take care of our senior officials in the future," Zhang Dawang was quite surprised. The garlic nose shrank, and the mouse's eyes were shining brightly.

Where did Xia have time to listen to him talk such nonsense? She hurried forward and grabbed King Zhang's shoulder and said anxiously, "Village head, where are my father and mother? Where did they go?

King Zhang's face changed, and the mouse's eyes seemed to see a cat, and his eyes shrank back. "This."

"Village head, say it quickly!" Seeing his hesitant appearance, Zhang Xia was even more anxious. His hands worked hard and shouted for pain for King Zhang.

"Xiao Xia, be gentle, my shoulder is going to break."

Just let Xia go and looked at each other nervously. With hesitation on his face, King Zhang finally turned his head and looked at a middle-aged woman in her forties and fifties behind him, "Xiaoxia, ask Aunt A! Only she and a few villagers saw this.

"Auntie, where are my father, me and my mother?" Jiang Xia turned his eyes to the woman, who lived close to her home.

The woman didn't dare to look directly at General Xia. She faintly showed a little panic on her face. She said timidly, "Xiao Xia, just half a year ago, your father also sent prey to our neighbors. That night, when it was convenient for me to come out, I accidentally saw several people in black in your house. Those people were so fierce that they picked up Ming. The shaking knife seems to have fought with your father. The fourth aunt's language expression was not good, but after all, everyone understood it.

shocked Xia's body, "What happened later? What happened to my father later?

"Later?" The fourth aunt's face turned a little pale, as if recalling what happened that night, she was particularly scared. "Later, I, I saw them put your father and your mother in the carriage and took them away."

Xia's heart shrank tightly, and the blue veins on her forehead burst out, "Do you know who those people are?"

"I don't know, I don't know. It was so dark at that time that I didn't see anything clearly." The fourth aunt shook her head all the time. Before he could ask Xia again, the other party hurriedly withdrew to his original position, just like saying too much that bad luck would come to him.

Then an old man with white hair and wrinkled skin stood up. This was the oldest white grandfather in the village. When he came to General Xia, his voice was hoarse and weak. "Xiaoxia, just one day after the accident happened to your father and your mother, another group of people went to your house and smashed all the things in the room."

Grandpa Bai looked at the villagers behind him with turbid eyes. Suddenly, his feet slipped and he wanted to fall down. He quickly stretched out his hand to help him. Grandpa Bai just put his face close to Jiangxia's ear and whispered, "From that group of people, I seem to hear the word queen."

"Queen." Xia's expression was instantly solidified on her face. Only the queen of the Lanfeng imperial royal family could have this name, because she killed Lan Guang, and the imperial royal family wanted to revenge on her parents? Jiang Xia's brain was blank and chaotic. He help Grandpa Bai up, who shook his head helplessly and sighed deeply, "Xiao Xia, your father and mother have their own appearance, and they will be fine."

"Yes, Xiaoxia, God will bless your parents as a good person." Several villagers around them also echoed one by one, and the color of regret was written on their faces. King Zhang's garlic nostrils were closed one by one. He wanted to speak but didn't know how to open his mouth, so he learned to look melancholy and sighed.

squeezed out Xia Qiang's ugly smile, "Uncles and aunts, go back first! I want to be alone.

Everyone naturally understood the current mood of the summer, sighed briefly and left. After a while, the front of Xia's house was calm again, but the teenager's heart turned out of a big wave. Endless resentment and anger quietly breed, accompanied by the murderous intention.