Chapter 150

"Don't chase. We'll be ready to wait. We'll chase. Anyway, I know the location. They can't run. Don't be careless. It's not necessarily that others are soft persimmons. They don't have to be afraid of us when they are really face-to-face." Seeing that Zhao Jiuge wanted to catch up with Zhao Jiuge, Bai Qingqing quickly made a voice to organize. After all, the situation just now proved that the other side still had two brushes, especially the last one. The power of the magic weapon was too amazing!

After hearing Bai Qingqing's words, Zhao Jiuge is slightly unconvinced, curling his mouth, but he still stops. The brief confrontation makes Zhao Jiuge feel happy. After quenching, Zhao Jiuge is very satisfied with the attributes of spiritual power. At this time, he still has some ideas, and wants to continue to fight happily.

Perhaps it was after seeing Zhao Jiuge's idea that he retreated from the state of rage and said softly, "there will be a chance to do it. It's not a joke

Zhao Jiuge still nodded, but he was puzzled and asked, "what's the matter with the magic weapon like a little drum just now? His mind was lost for a while, which led to the old man's escape."

Bai Qingqing pondered for a while, shook his head, and looked puzzled, "I don't know. Maybe it's some spiritual magic weapons. After all, there are many kinds of magic weapons. Some of them are normal if they haven't seen or understood."

Gently stroked the Fenghua on her hand, Bai Qingqing continued, "when I wait, I will be more careful. The more rebellious the magic weapon consumption will be, and the conditions for using it are also harsh. It is not a worry to see the old guy just now, but they should have some help. The task this time seems not so simple."

Hearing Bai Qingqing's complaint, Zhao Jiuge's eyebrows are even more fierce. He thought that something had happened to him this time. Han Songcheng was more and more bold, but how could there be no other person's information?

Zhao Jiuge didn't know that Han Songcheng was the first to kill people and steal goods. Then he slowly recovered some loose cultivation. Relying on his cultivation, he claimed to be the Lord of Huanghua Mountain. He gathered a group of mobs. Not only did he have some loose cultivation under his command, but also those ordinary people who followed him, he would impart the most basic skills of cultivation, so that his power gradually increased They also become bigger and bigger, and they do more and more bad things. They occupy the whole huanghualing mountain and occupy the mountain as the king.

Just as they were talking, there was a noise of footsteps behind them. Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing looked back and saw the old village head leading a group of villagers with CAI Na's help.

The old village head's wrinkled old face was full of excitement. Previously, it had a wonderful scene for these villagers. Although it was short, it deeply shocked their hearts. They had never seen such a scene in their life. They did not understand these immortal methods, but they could see that Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing had the upper hand, which made them excited, Because they saw hope and finally believed that the two young girls had the strength to save them.

You know, during this period, although everyone in Tiezui village was ready to take death as their own, they were always worried and afraid. If they could get rid of Han Songcheng's dog litter, they would not be the only ones in Tiezui village, including more than 20 villages, large and small, in huanghualing. How many families would not break up and how many families would not have to be separated In the eyes of these friars, maybe they are just like ants, but for them, the life of their relatives is more important than their own.

Happiness is often to be with the people closest to you, and it has nothing to do with wealth or status.

Come on

Then, led by the old village head, hundreds of villagers, men, women, old and young, fell down on their knees, staring at Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing with eager and hopeful eyes one by one.

"Two young Xia, please save our Tiezui village and the wrong villagers in huanghualing." After seeing the behind the scenes just now, the old village head was completely convinced and cried to Zhao Jiuge hoarse. Through that wrinkled old face, vaguely can see with a bit helpless and sad.

"Old village head, what are you doing? This is what we should do." Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiuge quickly stepped forward to help the old village head up and pull up Caina.

Behind Bai Qingqing looked at the villager's action in front of him. His eyebrows were locked, and he felt helpless. "Get up. We're going to hunt down Han Songcheng now." Maybe she can't stand the atmosphere in front of her. Bai Qingqing makes a voice and takes the opportunity to leave here.

On hearing this, the second tiger in the crowd immediately stood up and yelled, "I'll go too. I can help."

As soon as the voice dropped, before Bai Qingqing refused, the bear next to erhuzi frowned and pulled at the corner of erhuzi's coat and whispered something.

All of a sudden, the face of Er Huzi, who had just been in Dayi lingran, was a little stiff. His heart immediately reflected that, yes, this is not the usual hunting in the mountains. Relying on his own brute strength and muscles, it involves those illusory immortal methods. If an ordinary person goes there, he can help. He laughs awkwardly and grabs his hair.Zhao Jiuge looked at those children's simple eyes, and his heart became more and more heavy. When he was like them, he grew up under the care of the old man, but now things have changed, and he is no longer the one he used to be.

Looking at these villagers, Zhao Jiuge doesn't know how to get along well. Maybe what he can do is to help them get rid of Han Songcheng and give them a carefree life in a paradise.

"You go back. We're going to leave. If we don't go, we won't catch up." The short communication has already delayed a lot of time, Zhao Jiuge said quickly. At the same time, he comforted the villagers. Zhao Jiuge, who was also born in the mountains since childhood, could understand the feelings of those villagers and feel their fear. Unlike Bai Qingqing, who was indifferent because of his childhood environment.

Looking back at the villagers in Tiezui village, Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power is working, and the green plum sword has already vibrated slightly. In a flash, Zhao Jiuge chases Bai Qingqing with the green plum sword, and goes to the place where Han Songcheng and vultures escape.

When the two flying swords gradually disappeared, the villagers at the entrance of the village were reluctant to leave for a long time.

Two flying swords whizzed past, shuttling through the mountains, feeling the breeze blowing on my face. The depressed mood just now relaxed a lot. The white green sword took the lead, and his face was as quiet as water. Only the green silk was blown by the breeze. Zhao Jiuge glanced at Bai Qingqing obliquely. He didn't blame Bai Qingqing's attitude towards those villagers. After all, everyone grew up in a different environment. Moreover, he knew that she was just a kind of cold-blooded, warm-hearted person with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart.

As for Han Songcheng and vulture, one is less than half of his power, and the other is exhausted.

"When we meet Han Songcheng, we should not move around. We should look at my eyes. Most of these people are treacherous. They are resolute and will not keep their hands. It's not like a sect. It's just a contest. Life and death are just a blink of an eye." Bai Qingqing tells Zhao Jiuge calmly.

"Yes, you have said it several times." Zhao Jiuge some helplessly agreed, grinning, but he knew that Bai Qingqing was for his good.

He secretly took a glance at Bai Qingqing. Two years later, Bai Qingqing looked steady and mature. When he was nearly 20 years old, his words were a little higher than him. At the same time, he felt from the bottom of his heart that he was a reliable old friend. And I also unknowingly entered the school for two years, from the original 15-year-old ignorant youth, has grown towards the 17-year-old youth.

Maybe it is to see Zhao Jiuge's indifferent attitude. Bai Qingqing, who locks her willow leaves and curls her eyebrows, ponders for a while, then takes out something from her ring and throws it to Zhao Jiuge.

Zhao Jiuge subconsciously reached out his hand to catch it. Looking at it, it turned out to be a jade vase of blue and white porcelain in the size of a palm. Touching the skin on his hand, he could obviously feel a chill.

"What is this thing?" Zhao Jiuge asked in surprise.

"Xiaohuandan is made from some miraculous herbs and used to restore spiritual power. If there are any accidents, injuries or insufficient spiritual power, take one pill." Bai Qingqing stares at the distance with sharp eyes.

Zhao Jiuge opened the mouth of the jade bottle and squinted at it curiously. Seven or eight dark red pills lay quietly in the jade bottle, emitting an indescribable strange smell, each as big as a thumb cap.

Although Zhao Jiuge didn't know what kind of elixir was refined, he still carefully put it into the clothes on his chest. After all, it would be possible to use it. However, if it was put in the ring, it would take a little time to take it out. Life and death face each other. Only in a moment of thinking, this little time can determine too many things. What he didn't know was that even as Bai Qingqing, he only brought three bottles out of his home. Now Bai Qingqing gave him a bottle without hesitation, but he didn't speak about the importance of this bottle of miraculous elixir.

The scenery of the woods on both sides is constantly retrogressing in front of them. Through the villagers' complaints, they know that the hill where Han Songcheng is occupying is not far away from here, and the speed of flying sword has reached the extreme.

"It's strange that we can't sense their breath at first, and then we catch up with them. Why do we still stay at such a distance? We slow down and he slows down. We're pushing to the extreme, but the distance still hasn't been pulled up." Bai Qingqing's eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter.

Zhao Jiuge is silent, and his face shows the mood of thinking. Obviously, he doesn't understand why.

Huanghualing, deciduous mountain.

This is the place where Han Songcheng has been living. The whole mountain is as impregnable as an iron barrel. This is his nest.

After a short escape, Han Songcheng finally returns to deciduous mountain with the dying vultures. At this time, his gray flying sword is standing still over the top of deciduous mountain. Feeling the fluctuation of the two spiritual powers not far behind him, Han Songcheng is not flustered but laughs.

"There's a way in the world. If you don't go, there's no way to hell. Hum, I was going to kill you at night and clean up the two of you. I didn't expect to find death to catch up with you. I really think Han Songcheng is a soft persimmon, so easy to pinch." Han Songcheng said that at last his face was full of ferocity."Master Ling, let's go back quickly and get ready. This time, they are rich and colorful. They are young and have a lot of wealth, especially the little lady. Tut tut." The vulture said to smile obstinately, although the spiritual power is exhausted, but mention of Bai Qingqing, think of the enchanting temptation of the girl, the withered body, but the eyes show a fiery light.

"Don't worry. We'll go in when they're near. As long as they dare to come, I'll be able to clean them up. Hey, I'll be busy tonight. It's worth a thousand dollars to have a spring curfew." Then they both burst out laughing.

Feeling the two breath in front of him suddenly stopped standing still, Bai Qingqing was not happy, but more worried. Finally, the next second, flying swords roared, and after that, Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing's pupils shrunk fiercely and looked at the front in the distance.

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