Longevity: Starting From Getting Down The Mountain And Marrying A Wife

Chapter 191: Praying Mantis Catching Cicadas: An Unexpected Clue

Three hundred miles away from Lianhua Town.

The four of Zhong Yan landed in a small forest.

"In another two or three days, we will be able to enter the territory of Jingzhou."

Zhong Yan turned his hands and took out the water bottle and handed it to Li Jingqiu.

"Thank you, master!" Li Jingqiu's beautiful eyes sparkled.

Even though she knew it was because she hadn't brought supplies, every time her husband gave her water and dry food first, it still made her feel sweet.

"Starting on the official road tomorrow, it is easy to meet monks, so remember the precautions I told you."

"Yes, sir!"

The voice fell.

Yuan Ziyi who was drinking water flashed his eyes, turned his head to glance, and then looked at Zhong Yan, "A monk is coming this way."

Zhong Yan also looked at her, "One front and three back, Qi Refining eight or nine floors."

Yuan Ziyi's heart moved slightly, her husband's spiritual sense was not weaker than her own.

"You hide first."

Yuan Ziyi nodded, leaned against the big tree next to him, and used the wood escape technique to hide in the dense branches and leaves without a trace.

Both Jiang Huan and Li Jingqiu's hearts tightened, they got up and stood beside their husbands, grasping the long swords in their hands.

The coming person was extremely fast, and he rushed into the forest in the blink of an eye and came into view.

In front was a Qi Refining ninth-floor woman in white clothes stained with blood, with vitality surging around her waist, apparently wearing an accelerated 'Shenxing Talisman', she turned sharply in the direction of the three of them while rushing, and yelled One voice: "Brother Dao, save me!"

scoff~

A sword beam shot from behind, chopped off green leaves, and hit the woman in white on her back shoulder when the talisman on her waist was dim.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the woman in white threw herself to the ground, got up and staggered to a distance of seven or eight meters from Zhong Yan, her beautiful face was extremely pale, and she looked up: "Help me..."

And the pursuers in the rear, a man and a woman, two Qi Refining eighth-floor high-altitude swords, and the lower Qi Refining ninth-floor man ran ahead, and he shot the sword light.

The three of them were wearing uniform blue shirts with a logo composed of two overlapping rings printed on their chests, and they stopped 20 meters away.

The leading man glanced at the woman, looked at Zhong Yan and said: "This woman is a Demonic Cultivator, who has done a lot of evil. We are from the Ba Yuanzong, and we are ordered by our master to eliminate demons and defend Taoism. We also ask Fellow Daoist not to worry about it." No business!"

At this moment, the woman in white had already got up, and took two steps towards Zhong Yan and the others, with a look of resentment, weak but speaking very fast:

"Brother Dao, don't listen to his nonsense. I registered an Independent Cultivator for the Jinguang City Keqing Mansion. They coveted my storage bag and killed three of my companions. Please help me, brother Dao. I would like to donate all the proceeds from Mount Mangdang to Dao Brother! There will be a big report afterwards!"

Zhong Yan held the talisman in a vigilant gesture early on, heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and cupped his fists at the three of them: "Demonic Cultivator should be killed, the three Fellow Daoists please go ahead."

After speaking, he led Jiang and Li back.

"Do it!"

The leading man yelled and stared at Zhong Yan for a moment, in case there was any change.

For the other two, the male cultivator raised his sword and charged at the woman in white with a face full of despair, while the female cultivator controlled the dagger to attack from a distance.

Within a radius of five feet, the vitality was surging, booming, booming, and the grass industry soil was flying.

Judging from the battle situation, the two groups had already experienced vicious fights before, and their strength was insufficient.

But after more than ten rounds, the seriously injured woman in white was pierced through the chest by a sword, but she also counterattacked before dying, shaking her opponent until the corner of her mouth was bleeding, and her breathing became disordered.

The eighth-floor male cultivator swallowed the elixir and sat down cross-legged on the spot to heal his injuries.

The female cultivator stepped forward to take down the storage bag of the woman in white, groped her body carefully, and then took the body away before turning back.

The leading man took the storage bag from his junior sister, glanced at it, and hung it on his waist. There are a total of six storage bags, which are very eye-catching.

He smiled, walked a little closer to Zhong Yan, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist understands righteousness deeply, and I admire you. If we are destined to have a drink with you, I won't bother Fellow Daoist to rest today. There will be a period later..."

Zhong Yan grinned, clasped his hands together, and shot out three small swords, turning into silver streamers and rushing towards the three of them respectively, shouting: "Kill!"

Condensate swordsmanship!

At the same time, a purple shadow rushed out from the crown of the tree, like a fairy flying from the sky.

Boom!

chi chi~

During the sudden change, the leading man who was always on guard against Zhong Yan was slapped flying by Yuan Ziyi's palm.

The other two responded in time, but they couldn't resist Zhong Yan's speed of preemptive attack. Their throats were cut by the silver sword that disappeared in a flash, and they fell to the ground clutching their necks and gurgling blood.

Jiang Huan and Li Jingqiu looked at each other and swallowed involuntarily.

Hearing my husband say "clean the battlefield", the two of them said "oh", but they didn't know what to do, and ran to pick up the storage bags respectively.

Zhong Yan walked up to the leading man who was unconscious but not dead, shot him between the eyebrows with one finger, and took the storage bag at his waist into his hand.

"Husband!"

"Give!"

Zhong Yan turned his head and saw Jiang Huan and Li Jingqiu holding a storage bag in front of him, blinking, and suddenly missed Yan Sandao very much.

If she was there, she would know what to do without being told.

Zhong Yan forcibly erased the restriction on the storage bag with his spiritual sense, examined it carefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Five of them look at the items and clothing inside, they are disciples from Ba Yuanzong, the spirit stones add up to thousands of pieces, and there are many other miscellaneous spirit materials.

The remaining four storage bags are full of corpses of monsters and various spiritual herbs and elixir. They should belong to the group of women in white clothes, and they are almost worth the value of the resources Li Henian obtained from Mount Mangdang back then.

After pondering for a moment, Zhong Yan threw a fireball to burn the three Ba ​​Yuanzong disciples, and then took out the things from the many storages one by one, sorted them out quickly, and put them into his own storage bag.

"Clean up the traces we left around."

"These three are inner disciples of the sect. Except for resources, they can't take anything else, especially jade pendants, which may be tracked..."

As Zhong Yan explained, his movements flowed smoothly.

After half a quarter of an hour, he was sure there was no problem. He looked at the body of the woman in white on the ground, thought for a while and said, "Take off her clothes."

"ah?"

Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment, nodded her head and said 'oh', and hurriedly stepped forward to strip the woman naked.

A snow-white jade body appeared.

Zhong Yan glanced around, fixed his gaze, squatted down and grabbed his arm for a closer look,

There is a tattoo on his left shoulder, which is a silk leaf red flower, small and delicate, red as blood, the size of a thumb, lifelike.

"What kind of flower is this?" Jiang Huan asked.

Yuan Ziyi, who was standing not far away and vigilant all around, said, "Bi An Hua."

Zhong Yan's eyes flickered.

Originally, I just saw that the disciples of Naba Yuanzong took the storage bag and carefully searched the body. In the end, they even wanted the corpse, so I speculated that their purpose of chasing and killing the woman was not only the resources in the storage bag, so I removed her clothes to see if there were any clues get greater gains.

The result was such a surprise.

He has seen this tattoo before!

In Feixian Pavilion, when I met Ruoyun and Narcissus Chunxiao, I saw that Narcissus also had such a tattoo of the other shore flower on her left shoulder.

Does it have anything to do with the Palace of Eternal Life... Zhong Yan thought to himself, brushed his sleeves to clean up the blood on the woman's face, took out the 'image amulet' to brand her face, and finally burned the corpse.

"Walk!"

Destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, and walk away.

After more than ten miles.

Zhong Yan jumped off the flying sword, cast earth escape, and buried the few storage bags he got in the ground.

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