Chapter 48: The End of the Song

Li Yan's face was twisted, and beads of sweat rolled down. The sneak attack just now was broken, and one leg was already broken.

Ji Junshi's face was also ferocious. He felt that he could not hold on any longer. He pulled back with his right hand again, and Li Yan was pulled to a few inches less than Ji Junshi's body, and was about to get close to his left hand. Li Yan had just seen Hong Linying's death, and he had already guessed it in his heart. He heard Dong Fuyi say that Ji Junshi had practiced several immortal methods to let him be careful, and the one just now must be it.

Li Yan felt that the pulling force of the big hand pressing on his top door increased a little bit. He used all his spiritual power to output more frantically to the top door and lower body. He wanted to make his lower body heavier, hoping that before his spiritual power was sucked out, Ji Junshi's fire poison would take his life first.

In this way, the two of them were struggling to hold on. Ji Junshi felt the figure in front of him shaking, dizzy, and his eyes were about to burst. He bit his tongue and became more conscious. His eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly released all the spiritual power in his body that suppressed the fire poison. He divided it into two streams, a small stream flowed to his left hand, and most of it was poured into his right hand, and pulled it hard.

Li Yan gritted his teeth and persisted, his whole body was like being washed by water. His spiritual power was so desperate that it was almost exhausted. He felt his heart "booming" and suddenly felt a stronger force coming from the top of his head. He judged that this was Ji Junshi's last fight. He made up his mind and suddenly withdrew all the spiritual power poured into his lower body and top of his head.

Ji Junshi felt that his right hand suddenly lost all resistance, and Li Yan fell into his arms like flying. Although he was going to pull Li Yan over, the sudden change still caught him off guard. He felt an uncomfortable sense of mismatch, as if he had hit the air with all his strength, and the coordination of the seal with his left hand was much delayed.

It was said to be late, but it was fast. Li Yan had already fallen on him. At the moment when he entered his arms, he suddenly raised his head, and then quickly and fiercely shook his head, and a cold light flashed under the moon.

Ji Junshi had not reacted yet and immediately bounced Li Yan away after applying the "Fire Bomb Technique". He felt a sharp pain in his throat, and then all the strength and blood in his body seemed to have found a venting point, and flew out from that point. At the moment, he was very anxious and instinctively wanted to pull back his right hand to cover it, but the Soul Absorbing Technique was still running slowly, but he couldn't pull it back. In a hurry, the last bit of spiritual power in his body surged to his right hand and rushed out wildly, trying to push Li Yan away.

The spurting blood swirled and danced like a flower on the other side of the river in the night, splashing Li Yan's face with blood, like a fierce ghost. Between his teeth, which were splashing with blood, he was biting a thin blade that was shining with faint light. In a trance, he only felt a spiritual power shooting into his head. He could feel the fire spiritual power he had injected before, as well as the unfamiliar wood spiritual power and the fire poison that was several times more concentrated than his own in the spiritual power. He had no strength left to resist, and all these forces were poured into his body in just two breaths.

Li Yan leaned against the tree, his breath was weak, and the thin blade in his mouth had fallen to his body powerlessly. Beside him, Master Ji had fallen on the ground full of blood.

It can be said that the life of a cultivator is much stronger than that of a mortal. Master Ji, who was in a pool of blood, had a deep, bloody and blurred bloody hole in his throat, his body twitched, his eyes stared at Li Yan, blood bubbles came out of his mouth, and he made a hissing sound.

"You vomited blood while practicing"

"Haha, have you figured it out? Sigh." Li Yan leaned against the tree, not afraid of the blood in front of him, as if he was just a dying monster with blood and flesh that he had hunted in Daqing Mountain before. He took a breath and felt a burst of piercing pain in his legs.

"Since I knew you treated me as a pig in a pen, I have been planning how to escape and how to prevent you from hurting me and my relatives. Haha, don't make this hissing sound again. I know you want to know a lot, a lot, but if I tell you one by one, can you listen to it? So, how can I know your intentions and what kind of immortal method you practice? You can go to "seek immortals" in your next life."

Li Yan said weakly, looking at the wide eyes and unwilling eyes of Master Ji, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and a louder hissing sound came out of his throat. He chuckled, he knew that Master Ji understood the meaning of the word "seeking immortals" he said.

"I used the books you annotated to practice your handwriting, I used a lot of flower and grass fragrance to put the scent of 'Zhiyin Bug' on you, and I kept buying all kinds of things to make your consciousness tired.

I told you not to look at me with such eyes. I can practice other immortal methods, so of course I know the existence of consciousness. I also know that you are at the peak of the third level of Qi Condensation, and you use consciousness to detect me every day.

When you think that the items I bought are insignificant, you will relax your vigilance. I asked the brothers in the Iron Pavilion to make hidden blade boots, soft sword belts, and extremely small thin blades that can only be placed in the mouth. These things are just simple mechanisms and items. Although my brother can't do it, his senior brother and master can, hehe.

Except for the soft sword belt, which is too conspicuous when placed on the waist, you may find it if your consciousness passes by it accidentally. When your consciousness is too lazy to pay attention to my purchases every time I enter the city, I will carry the other things with me for practice. The hidden blade boots are just a simple mechanism, and you only need to get familiar with it a few times, cough cough cough."

The fire poison in Li Yan's body was also drawn out by the backlash of the wood spirit power and the fire poison mixed in it. He felt a burning sensation in his stomach, and even the wounds on his broken leg and the other thigh did not hurt. He panted heavily for a while.

"It's just that I suffered a lot from secretly practicing with this thin blade under my tongue every day. My mouth was full of blood, and I had to pretend that it was the backlash of the fire poison caused by practicing, for fear that you would find out if I was not careful, but it worked after all, hehe. This is not my last trump card. Whether it is on the mountain, in the forest, belt, or boots, they are all my last trump cards. I'm not sure that I can kill you that time, so every time I kill you with one blow, cough cough cough."

Li Yan tilted his head slightly against the tree and looked at the place not far away where only a small piece of black charcoal was left and the big man who had turned into a "skewer".

"I just don't want Marshal Hong to end up like this. I don't know if this Meng country..." He thought of his parents at home, his third brother and sister, the small mountain village, his childhood playmates, and the dog in the village that ran around with its tail between its legs.

With a "boom" in his head, he felt that his stomach had become a sea of ​​fire. Before he regained consciousness, he saw that Master Ji in the pool of blood had opened his eyes and had died a long time ago.

"Brother Wu, here."

Half an hour later, several rays of light slid across the sky, came to this valley and circled continuously. After a dozen breaths, one of the rays of light fell in the forest.

The light converged, and a slightly fat young man with a round face and big eyes appeared. He was looking at Master Ji in the pool of blood under his feet.

Two more rays of light fell shortly after, and the light

dissipated. A horse-faced black-skinned young man and a gentle young man, all three of them were in dark green robes.

The horse-faced black-skinned young man came to the side of the slightly fat young man.

"Junior brother Lu, your 'little exploration technique' is getting more and more sophisticated. You found it first." Before the horse-faced black-skinned young man could speak, the gentle young man behind him smiled and said.

"Hehe, junior brother, I am timid. When I go out, I should check the surrounding situation more. I am sorry to make you laugh." The slightly fat young man heard these words and turned back to the gentle young man with a shy smile, but there was still a hint of satisfaction in his expression. ??

After the three of them stood still, they looked around.

"This is the military advisor."

The horse-faced black-skinned young man called "Senior Brother Wu" squatted down and looked carefully at the military advisor Ji in the pool of blood, and then said coldly.

After hearing this, the two of them hurriedly gathered together and looked at it.

After looking at it for a while, the slightly fat young man nodded and said, "This is similar to the appearance in the jade slip sent by the senior brother of the law enforcement team, but there is too much blood on the face, and it is so twisted. This wound, tut tut, the attack is really cruel."

"Brother Wu is right, it must be this person. The face is 70% similar to the jade slip. Except for the painful twist when the throat was cut, the rest looks like someone who has not mastered the "Black Night Curtain Green Art" properly. What's more, there is the thing in Brother Wu's hand, hehe."

Brother Wu was holding the jade book on the waist of Master Ji at this time, and nodded.

"Well, this thing is the skill that was taken away by the outer sect traitor. Check if the paper book on him is also there?"

The gentle young man smiled when he heard the words, and flicked his finger. The black robe on Master Ji had already scattered. He squatted down and took out a book from Master Ji's underwear after a while.

"Haha, he did carry it with him, so my brothers and I don't have to go to his residence to look for it." The gentle young man handed the book to Senior Brother Wu.

"This person is dead, so he can't 'enjoy' the soul-binding silkworms. His disciple should be the one leaning against the tree. It's obvious that he also practiced the imperfect 'Black Night Curtain Green Art' and is almost dead now."

After Senior Brother Wu took the book, he looked at the body of the military advisor Ji, turned around and looked at Li Yan again.

He saw the thin blade that fell on Li Yan's chest and frowned.

"The military advisor should have died at the hands of this person. The two people next to him were obviously hit by the 'fire bomb technique' and the 'wood thorn technique'. What's going on?"

He turned his head and looked at Marshal Hong, who was already a small pile of charcoal, and the big man who died in a very miserable state.

"Haha, Senior Brother Wu, the military advisor clearly made a mistake in practicing his own skills, so what can his disciple do? Haha" The gentle young man spoke lightly at this time.

"Well, judging from the situation, his disciple should be in the same group with those two people. Maybe his disciple saw the intention of the military advisor and joined forces with two martial arts masters to surround and kill him, which led to this end." After listening to this, Senior Brother Wu looked at the situation in the field again, and spoke after a little thought.

"Humph, that military advisor is also a fool. He thinks that he can break the fire poison in his body through such a low-level method. It's really ridiculous. What does he think of our sect's skills." The slightly fat young man snorted coldly.

"It's just a pity for his disciple.

He must have suffered an unprovoked disaster." The gentle young man shook his head.

"Then let me kill him. He doesn't need to take him back to suffer from the soul-binding silkworm, so as not to spend a lot of effort to treat it and waste the elixir."

The slightly fat young man was about to make a spell with his fingers, and Senior Brother Wu nodded coldly.

"Wait a minute." Seeing the fat young man's magic about to be fired, the gentle young man next to him looked at Li Yan with a fixed gaze and hurriedly stopped him.

The sudden shout in his ear made the fat young man's hand tremble, and the seal spread out, almost backfiring himself.

"Brother Yu, you can't do this, so close, people are scary, scary to death." The fat young man muttered.

The gentle young man took a step forward and a spiritual power hit Li Yan's abdomen. After hearing his scolding, Brother Wu just frowned and didn't say anything. The next moment, seeing the gentle young man casting a spell like this, he also focused on looking at Li Yan, and the next moment he couldn't help but exclaimed.

After a few breaths, the gentle young man raised his head and looked at Brother Wu. The two of them said "dismembered poisonous body" at the same time.

The fat young man was still looking at the two of them in confusion just now. When he heard this, he was also stunned. "How can this be killed?"

The sky in the east is bright, and it is another sunny early summer.

In the early morning, the air at the foot of Daqing Mountain was fresh, and birds were singing in the sky above the small mountain village. The village was already filled with smoke, which was drifting away in a curve. Outside the village, the green wheat fields passed by the village, and the terraces extended. Occasionally, there were a few acres of rapeseed flowers dotted between the green wheat fields.

Since the spring of this year, the weather has been good, and the consequences of the locust plague will probably be over in another month.

Chang Bo put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped the oil off his mouth, and grinned. He had been living very happily in the past few months, and his family was gradually getting richer. In addition to the expenses for Lao Wu to join the army, the little bastard also brought more than ten taels of silver every month. In just half a year, he had accumulated a lot, enough to spend for decades in such a remote mountain village.

Yesterday, another belt was brought back from the city. The village chief said that this belt was a gift from Lord Ji in the city and should be placed in the ancestral temple in the village. Chang Bo had many arguments with Li Guoxin, but finally agreed reluctantly, but his face was very proud. Li Guoxin agreed to this year's ancestral worship, let his family be the first in the village, and his family would also be responsible for starting incense, burning incense, and praying. Chang Bo strolled around the village yesterday, just to see the envious eyes of the young and old men in the village and the words of greeting from time to time.

"I won't go to the fields today. I called some laborers from the village last night. I have to repair the house in this good weather. I will start to build a few more next to it in the afternoon. San'er's wedding can be held in the fall." After Chang Bo put down the bowl, he stood up and walked out in high spirits. Li Wei also scratched his head embarrassedly, limped and picked up the wall tools and followed him out.

Li Yanniang looked at the two of them and said, "Look at how capable you two are. Xiaozhu, we will go cut and wash the half piece of pig later so that the people who help to clean up the house can eat and drink well at noon, so that they can work harder to build the house later."

After a pause, she looked at Li Xiaozhu who was smiling happily on the side, and her face changed. "You, how can your in-laws be so useless? It's already spring, but they still don't have money to get together. Forget it, our family doesn't need you now. After your third brother's house is built, I will find a matchmaker to find you another family."

Li Xiaozhu stamped her feet and ran out.