Qu said: "Third brother, I had my own difficulties back then, Yingying..."

Hu Sandao sternly said: "Shut up, do you still have the face to mention her name?"

Qu's face was gloomy.

Fan Xiaodao once heard from people from the village that Hu Sandao had a beautiful wife back then, but later ran away with another man, and was abandoned later, and finally committed suicide by the riverside. This incident was against Hu San.

The knife hit a huge blow. When he was in Jiangnan, Qu said that he had some grudges with Hu Sandao, but he did not expect that the ungrateful man was this person.

If Fan Xiaodao had known this, he would never have allowed him to live to this day.

Hu Sandao took a deep breath, regained a calm expression, his eyes were cold, and he said, "Qu Moucai, today, if I don't kill you, I will die!"

Seeing this scene, Fan Xiaodao did not hide in the crowd. He jumped and came to the two of them, saying, "If you want to kill this person, why bother the fourth uncle? I had some grudges with him when he was in Jiangnan. Now this transaction is

I'll calculate the accounts with him first."

Hu Sandao said: "This is my personal grudge with him."

Fan Xiaodao said: "Kill him, I'm afraid you'll get dirty. I'll leave this kind of garbage cleaning work to our younger generations."

Li Hongxiao also followed him.

As soon as Fan Xiaodao appeared, not only did he give way to the uneven road, but Du Weiwu and others found it strange. Even the people from Heifeng Village were shocked. After all, except for Yang Qing and other leaders, the rest were not aware of his visit to Qingzhou.

Everyone cheered, "Little village master!"

Zhang Rufeng laughed and said, "The leader of the village, I want Zhang Sanmazi to die."

"I want my brothers to die too!"

Li Man said: "Little village leader, why did you bring a beautiful little lady back? Is this our wife who is fighting against the village?"

Li Hongxiao's face turned red when she heard this.

Li Yi saw it, but felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Chu Shoujin said, "Brothers, come and pay homage to the village chief's wife!"

The brothers behind him all knelt on one knee, "Greetings to the wife of the village leader!"

The appearance of Fan Xiaodao made the tense atmosphere ease, as if the strong enemy in front of him were surrounded by them and they were not taken seriously at all. Although everyone felt it was very annoying, the troubles over the past few days made the entire village

The family was uneasy, but in the past two years after he left the capital, his life in the village was dull and he was not angry at all.

The prodigal sword came behind Lu Buping, "He... is the leader of the Black Wind Village?"

Lu Buping couldn't believe it, but the facts in front of him were clear, "It should be."

After saying hello to everyone, Fan Xiaodao came to Yang Qing and Lei Lie to ask, "I have met the second uncle and the third uncle!"

Yang Qing said, "You suddenly became so polite and a little uncomfortable when you haven't seen each other for two years."

Lei Lie hugged Fan Xiaodao, "Boy, Uncle San misses you so much!" He whispered again, "That beautiful girl behind him, have you been sleeping with her?"

Although Li Hongxiao is a bit far away, she is very skilled in martial arts, so it is not difficult to hear these things, and her face suddenly turned red to her ears.

Fan Xiaodao's old face turned red, "What are the words of Uncle San?"

Lei Lie said: "Of course it's human words. This is the top priority in a man's life, haha! It's a happy thing to come back today, but unfortunately some people are not very careful and come here to smash the situation. You wait first, wait for Uncle San

I have dealt with these bunnies and I will never return home if I am drunk at night!”

Li Yi's voice came slowly, "Brother Fan, long time no see."

Fan Xiaodao's face darkened, and Lei Lie said, "This girl is... cough cough, the boy is very lucky, it's a pity that she is not a good person."

Fan Xiaodao ignored Lei Lie's words. The third uncle has always been inappropriate. He said to Li Yi, "Who is your eldest brother? Do I know you very well?"

Li Yi said: "I really have a new love and forget my old love. Do you, the unfaithful man, remember the oath you made under the moon?"

Fan Xiaodao said: "You brought so many people to attack our copycat. You probably didn't come to relive the old love with me, right?"

Fan Xiaodao's words were like poisonous stings, falling into Li Yi's ears and piercing him into Li Yi's heart.

For Li Yi, Fan Xiaodao was the first man to touch her, but Li Juefei was not optimistic about them, which made her fall into this conflict for more than a year. She was a rational person and would not do anything for the sake of

Feelings, giving up Ye Yulou’s career, but the man in front of her is different from ordinary men, always makes her feel inexplicable.

Especially when I learned that Li Hongxiao was with him, I felt an inexplicable hatred in my heart.

So, when her eyes fell on Li Hongxiao, her eyes became a little cold, "Senior sister is here too, it's good, so I won't send someone to chase you everywhere. Eleven Swords!" After hearing this, Eleven Swords came to Li Hongxiao

In front of her, she surrounded her in the middle.

Li Hongxiao's red clothes looked like fire, and she held her two scimitars tightly in her hands without saying a word.

The Prodigal Sword saw Eleven Swords besieging Li Hongxiao, but he didn't care about his injuries and came to Li Hongxiao, "Eleven men, bullying a woman, what kind of heroes are you? You are too good at acting Ye Yulou.

It's disgusting."

He said to Li Hongxiao again: "Miss Li, I am here, don't be afraid!"

He didn't even look at the first sword. He waved his sword casually and a sword energy attacked the prodigal sword.

Before the sword is told, the intention is done first.

The Prodigal Sword was so shocked by this sword energy that his mind was blank and he could not move at all.

Dangda!

A red shadow flashed, and Li Hongxiao's scimitar split the sword energy.

She was not familiar with the Prodigal Sword, and she was even annoyed when she walked along the way, but if she lost her life because of herself, Li Hongxiao would be dissatisfied, so she helped him block the sword.

The Prodigal Sword didn't expect that this seemingly gentle and weak woman was actually a peerless master.

She is even younger than herself!

Qin Kefeng saw her red clothes, the scimitar in her hand, and Ye Yulou's attitude towards her, and she had already guessed her identity, "Are you the number one assassin in the world, Hongxiao girl?"

When the prodigal sword heard this, he took a few steps back and returned to Lu Buping's side.

"Lao Lu, where did you find the gods?"

Lu Buping also smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that he would just pull two people, one was the leader of the Black Wind Village and the other was the number one assassin in the world, but how could he say that?

The first sword says: "This time, you can't escape."

Li Hongxiao brushed the scattered hair on her forehead and said lightly: "I'm thinking that if I don't kill you, it will always be a problem in the future. This time, I don't plan to run away."

The first sword made a gesture.

The Eleven Swords had already understood it and attacked Li Hongxiao without any warning.

Li Hongxiao seemed to have expected it. Before the eleven swords were surrounded, she had retreated more than ten steps in a row and walked around the encirclement of the eleven swords. Her martial arts came from Yeyulou, and she knew that the power of the eleven swords was her joint efforts.

The sword formation below was just the first sword that was killed before, and the new twelfth sword has not yet been replaced, and the twelfth sword formation cannot exert its maximum power. It is precisely because of this flaw that Li Hongxiao wandered among the crowd.

Apart from the sword formation, the eleven swords could not do anything to her for a moment.

On the other hand, Hu Sandao had already fought with Qu.

Hu Sandao is a golden abacus, has unparalleled hidden weapons, and is proficient in grasping and pointing acupoints. He has produced many strange tricks. His martial arts were also unique in the world. Qu Moucai was the hidden envoy of the Demon Cult. Twenty years ago, he was a terrifying devil.

The two of them have the same martial arts skills and they have no choice but to win or lose for a while.

However, Qu is a man from the Demon Sect. His evil skills are inconsistent and his internal strength is even better. If it continues for a long time, Hu Sandao will definitely not be his opponent.

Fan Xiaodao wanted to help, but was stopped by Yang Qing.

"Your fourth uncle, it has been difficult for years. He has been looking for Qu Moucai's whereabouts. Now that the enemy meets, let him deal with it alone."

Fan Xiaodao said to Li Yi: "Let your people stop."

Li Yi said: "Don't make things difficult for my sister. Do you know that this time, I am determined to win. In order to save your life, my sister has issued a military order in front of my father. As long as you give such things to Yeyulou, I promise to bring them immediately.

The people from Yeyulou left. Every man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. Even if Yeyulou does not come, there will naturally be someone to deal with you."

Fan Xiaodao said: "I don't know what you are talking about, but today you lead people to attack Heifeng Village, and you are the enemy of me."

Li Yi said: "I have said this, and I have no choice but to persuade me. Brother, don't force me to take action."

Fan Xiaodao was not willing to listen. Jinghong Sword was unsheathed and stabbed Li Yi in the throat.

Li Yi remained motionless and closed her eyes.

Fan Xiaodao had tried his best to use his sword. Unexpectedly, the other party did not move. In desperation, the tip of the sword tilted about an inch to the left and rubbed her throat.

Li Yi's tears suddenly fell.

When the sword was stabbed out, her heart was completely dead.

From then on, there was no more Bai Wuchang in the world, only Li Yi, the young master of Ye Yulou.

A sigh came from a distance.

Qu Moucai, the eleven swords were fighting fiercely. Hearing this sigh, he retreated repeatedly and withdrew from the battle circle.

A middle-aged man in Confucian shirt slowly walked out of the crowd.

Under his handsome appearance, there were a pair of cold eyes. Everyone felt a chill wherever they looked.

This is a kind of momentum that is not angry and powerful.
To be continued...