Chapter 16 Wild Sheep, Tenant.

As they were talking, there was a movement coming from a yard not far away from them.

The fishy smell spread with the night wind, and the heavy footsteps strode from the main hall to the middle of the yard. Then, there were two muffled bangs, and through the not-so-high courtyard wall, a skinned muntja was placed on a bamboo pole.

The blood of the deer-in-law slowly slid down, and a fresh smell of blood slowly drifted out.

Squeak!

The gate of the yard suddenly opened, and a man in rags and short-skinned and elegant temperament walked out of the door with a wooden basin and poured the steaming dirty water under an old tree outside the door.

Judging from his dress, he was obviously a hunter in this town, but he returned from hunting and took a long time to deal with prey, so he has not fallen asleep yet.

Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang stopped immediately, and looked at the hunter with incredible surprise.

The many demon races behind them also stopped. Seeing that the Fourth Princess and Fairy Qiao were interested in the mortal, they all turned to look at the hunter.

The next moment, all the demons showed shock, and one of the demons with two wings shouted: Fu Daozi!

Hearing the sound, A Niu, who had already poured water, was about to return to the yard to close the door. He looked in the sound and saw Zhongkui Jingyi, Qiao Ciguang and many demon races standing not far away. He was slightly stunned at first, and then instinctively held the hunting knife at his waist.

At the same time, he immediately shouted to a courtyard of about the same size next door: Amu!Amu!Come out soon!

As the words fell, a thin and fierce figure immediately appeared in the yard next to it. His red fruit was wearing only a calf nose, hurried out, holding a hunting bow in his hand...

It's Ning Wuye!

Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang immediately came to their senses, and both of them showed joy.

The Daozi Fu Xuanxu of Jiujishan, the sword son of Han An Sword Sect, Ning Wuye, and the prince of the Liuli Dynasty, Kui Yueji, are missing together!

But now, Fu Xuanxu and Ning Wuye are both here, and it is very likely that the same will be true for Zhong Kui Yueji!

strangeness!

Why didn’t their spiritual thoughts discover the truth about Senior Brother Fu and Senior Brother Ning?

Thinking of this, Zhongkui Jing Yi immediately said: Senior Brother Fu, Senior Brother Ning, you...

Before he finished speaking, two white feathered arrows instantly passed by her side, directly piercing through the two demon tribes in the Killing Stage behind her.

Ahahah ！！！

A shrill scream resounded throughout the alleys, and the two demons died tragically on the spot!

In the yard, Ning Wuye looked excited and said: The wild sheep actually rushed into the town. During the day, we also said that the prey was getting less and less recently.

I don’t expect it to be delivered to my door now!

Now Ayong doesn’t have to worry about Xiao Ni’s Shu Xiu!

Fu Xuanxu took two steps back and returned to the yard, quickly picked up his bow and arrow, reminding him: There are many wild sheep this time, so it is better to be careful.

Ning Wuye continued to set the bow and said: We are both veterans. If we are not at ease, we will call Ayong up too.

It's too late.Fu Xuanxu opened his bow, aimed at the group of beasts, and said, "You are young, and Ayong is probably already asleep now."

Our two solutions are.

Ning Wuye nodded and shot two arrows again: Don't let one go.

He turned around and slaughtered all the wild sheep and gave Ayong half of them.

While speaking, arrows flew out of the string and quickly shot towards Zhongkui Jingyi, Qiao Ciguang and a group of demons.

Zhongkui Jingyi, Qiao Ciguang, and the demon clan all changed their faces one after another. Senior Brother Fu and Senior Brother Ning obviously lost their memory!

However, the current cultivation of these two people is both transforming into gods.

Even without any magic, the arrows shot out are extremely powerful to them!

Slurp...

Puff puff puff...

The whistling sound of arrows flying through the sky and the buzzing sound of bowstrings one after another, with only one encounter, Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang barely avoided a round of shooting, but the demon clan behind the two splashed blood and screams, half of them died instantly on the spot...

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Step, step, step...

On the empty street, a group of casual cultivators walked forward in the direction pointed by the old man.

Soon, a unique courtyard appeared in front of me. A big tree was lush with branches and leaves, covering the entire courtyard like a canopy.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard was half open, and some snickers from time to time came from time to time.

When they were about to reach the entrance of the yard, Jiang Fengwu stood up and the other casual cultivators stopped.

Jiang Fengwu looked into the door and saw five swings hanging on the big tree. Five women in thorn hairpins and cloth skirts were laughing and laughing, laughing and laughing, as if very happy.

On the stone steps at the door, there was a thin boy, who supported his knees with his elbows and his cheeks, with his face full of unhappiness.

The small figure looks like a stone sculpture in the night.

Jiang Fengwu immediately said: Let's go.

Ask about the price of stay.

The old man in the green robe next to him nodded immediately, then glanced at the casual cultivator behind him, and soon found another casual cultivator with a lower level of cultivation. He immediately pointed at the other party and ordered: Go!

Like the old casual cultivator before, the young casual cultivator with yellow face also dared not refuse.

He gritted his teeth and walked out, walked forward, used his means to investigate, but did not find any problems, so he walked to the child and asked: Child, how much money do you need for this accommodation?

The boy didn't move, his eyes straight ahead, as if he didn't hear his question at all.

The young cultivator with yellowed face was filled with anger, but after thinking about it, he still suppressed himself, walked into the yard, and asked the woman who was playing on the swing: Aunt, how much is your accommodation price?

The woman was floating back and forth on the swing. When someone asked, she immediately reached out and pointed to her side, saying: No money, you need to clean up your own things.

Upon hearing this, the young cultivator with yellowed face immediately said: Thank you.

Then he quickly walked under the big tree, took out a thick rope from the storage bag, wrapped it around his neck, and then hung himself on the bank of the five swings.

The rope squirmed quickly like a snake, pulling him up high from the ground.

Soon, the scattered young cultivator swayed under the night wind, and like the few people next to him, he began to swing the swing...

Seeing such an abnormal scene, Jiang Fengwu and others did not notice anything unusual.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the casual cultivator sent to the station had successfully settled down and no accidents had occurred, Jiang Fengwu immediately said: Go in and stay down first.

Other casual cultivators agreed.

So, Jiang Fengwu stood there, and many casual cultivators behind him walked into the house one by one, came to the tree one by one, and hung himself up.

For a moment, dense trees hung over the body, high and low, dazzling.

As the night wind passed, hanged corpses were like wind chimes, fighting each other, bang bang bang bang bang...the sound was endless.

Seeing that all the casual cultivators had stayed in the accommodation and nothing had happened, Jiang Fengwu nodded slightly.

But out of habitual caution, he waited on the spot for a while, and after confirming that everything was normal, he then took a step and walked under the big tree where there were no more swings...