Chapter 69： Stepping down Feilongzhai, meeting the children of the aristocratic family

  Chapter 69 Stepping down the Feilongzhai, meeting the children of the aristocratic family

  In the mountains and forests.

   "Wearing white clothes is a tall order, even after the war, you have to come in person to touch the corpse, which is really troublesome."

  Han Zhao was holding a package in his hand, squatting halfway on the ground, picking up things while muttering.

  After beheading Qi Xing and the deputy incense master of the Blood Spirit Hall, he killed all the remaining ten Bone Refining Realm warriors.

   There are twelve people in total, and all the money on their bodies is added up, and it only looks like five hundred taels.

  But this is also normal. When Han Zhao was a knife catcher in the past, he killed those wanted criminals without a fixed place, so he took all his belongings with him.

  As for these bandits and longevity believers, it is estimated that most of the property is placed in the stronghold.

  Of course, the black gold glove worn by the deputy incense master of the Blood Spirit Hall is another.

  Although only a small portion of black gold was mixed in, it was worth thousands of taels of silver.

   It just so happened that Han Zhao had practiced his palm and boxing skills again. If he put on the Wujin gauntlet, it would be no problem for him to catch the white blade with his bare hands in the future.

   "I still have to go to Feilongzhai."

  Han Zhao remembered that when he went to Feilongzhai last time, he promised that sackclothed woman, Mrs. Mei, that one day he would level down Feilongzhai and rescue them all.

   Now is the time.

  Han Zhao cut off Qi Xing's head, wrapped it in a cloth, and then performed the Disguise Technique.

   Kaka!

  Amidst the slight sound of his bones, his height became a little shorter, and his originally resolute face soon became stern and proud, with sharp sword eyebrows and star-like eyes.

   If you agree to go as Song Que, you have to keep your word.

  Of course, going to search for the ill-gotten gains in Feilongzhai by the way is also doing justice for the heavens.

   Jiulian Mountain, near the top of the mountain, a huge cottage gate is built on the mountain.

  Behind the gate are two towering watchtowers, each with two bandits standing on them and looking around.

  At this moment, the bandits on the watchtower are chatting boredly.

   "Damn it! I really envy the head of the family. I often go down the mountain to have fun recently."

   "Hey! If you break through the bone refining realm and become the head of the family, you can also go down the mountain together."

   "How can I have that fate!"

   "Sigh~ we can only go to the dungeon and vent our anger on those things that the boss doesn't like."

   "That's much better than **** farming at home and being bullied and exploited by these cruel officials."

   "That's right. By the way, I heard that three good guys came recently, or triplets. Is it true?"

   "So what? The boss hasn't enjoyed it yet, don't even think about it!"

   "When the master gets tired of playing, then."

   "Huh? What's that?!"

   At this time, one of the bandits suddenly sounded a warning.

  I saw a white figure suddenly appear in the forest opposite the gate of the cottage.

   "It's a person! So fast!"

  The man who came was like a flexible cheetah, moving around in the forest, and came to the gate of the cottage in a few breaths.

   "There is a situation!" The bandit on the watchtower roared.

   Soon, bandits came one after another and gathered behind the gate.

   "Who is it?! Stop!" One of the men on the watchtower raised a bow and set an arrow, aiming the arrow at the man in white below.

  Han Zhao paused, threw the cloth bag in his hand, and threw it over the five-meter-high gate.

   Gulu~!

  The package was opened in mid-air, and when it landed, Qi Xing's head turned into a gourd.

   "Ah! It's the boss!"

   "The head of the family was killed!"

  When the bandits around saw Qi Xing's head, they were frightened to death.

  Da Dangjia is a master of blood training, and he is like an emperor in the area of ​​Jiulian Mountain.

   There was once a bone-refinement consummation warrior who joined Feilongzhai halfway to challenge the authority of the master. In the end, his hands and feet were broken and he was hung on the gate, and he was exposed to the scorching sun and died.

   Such a master who was regarded by them as absolutely unchallengeable, now there is only one head with a grim expression left, and everyone is terrified.

   "Run!"

   I don't know who spoke first, but the bandits behind the gate of the cottage dispersed in a rush.

  However, no matter how fast they moved, they were not as fast as Han Zhao.

  Chengyun Legs are just an introduction, but with the support of his powerful Qi and blood, they can fully exert their elegant and long characteristics.

  I saw that his feet were connected, and he jumped over the five-meter-high gate of the cottage.

   Whoosh!

  When Han Zhao was in the air, the bandit standing on the watchtower let go of the bowstring, and with the sound of piercing the air, the arrow shot towards Han Zhao's face.

   "Batt!"

  Han Zhao's sword was on his back, and he didn't intend to draw it out at all. His right fist, wearing a black gold glove, turned into a palm knife, snapping off the arrow from the middle like a fly swatter.

   At the same time, he twirled the index finger and **** of his left hand, caught the arrow, his body turned in the air according to inertia, and threw back the half of the arrow with the arrow.

   Whoosh! !

The arrow returned with more than seven times the strength and speed of the arrow, pierced through the brow of the bandit with a swish, and then sprang out from the back of the head. The half-section of the arrow stained with yellow and white was deeply embedded in the wooden pillar on the watchtower. The rod buzzed and quivered.

  The difference in comprehensive strength between blood-training and leather-training warriors can almost be regarded as two kinds of creatures.

   What's more, he was facing Han Zhao.

  The last time Han Zhao came to Feilongzhai, he had to sneak in late at night, sneaking in cautiously, for fear of being discovered by others and avoiding the danger of being besieged by a group of thieves.

   This frontal attack, even if there are a few more blood-training realms, it can't help him.

   What's more, the remaining warriors in the cottage at this time are no stronger than those in the leather training area.

"what!"

   "Run!"

   "Spare me!"

  Han Zhao was like a tiger in a herd of sheep, randomly making moves with his fists, palms, and legs, and killed these bandits so that they turned their backs and cried for their fathers and mothers.

   No one could stand up again after being hit by him. Soon, a large group of bandits lay down around him, but his white clothes were spotless.

   It has to be said that in addition to combat and health preservation, true qi also has the effect of avoiding dust.

  Otherwise, after a battle, the white clothes would be so gray that Song Que would lose all style.

  Looking at the bandits fleeing in the distance, Han Zhao quickly chased after them.

   When he entered Qi Xing's house, the female family members inside were in a mess.

   "Everyone stay where they are and don't run around!"

  Han Zhao Langsheng Road.

  When the female relatives saw his stern face, wearing white clothes, extraordinary demeanor, and the attitude of a righteous hero, they all stopped, but they were still a little uneasy.

   "You are Song Daxia?!" A surprised and joyful voice sounded.

  Han Zhao followed the prestige.

  A gentle-looking young woman in sackcloth was covering her mouth and looking at him in disbelief.

   "You are the Mei family that night." Han Zhao took a closer look, and found that the young woman was the Mei family he met that night when he disguised herself as a woman to lure and kill evil blood practitioners.

   "Everyone, don't be afraid, Daxia Song is here to save us!"

   Mei shouted loudly.

   Only then did everyone relax, and many female family members hugged each other and wept bitterly.

   "Song Daxia, there are some female family members who are imprisoned in the dungeon by thieves. I often deliver food to them. If I know where the dungeon is, I will take you there." Mrs. Mei stepped forward.

"Okay!" Han Zhao nodded, although he wanted to find the money left by Qi Xing first, but since she said so, the role of the hero has to be played to the end, anyway, the rest are ordinary people, Can't run.

  Mr. Mei took Han Zhao to the backyard, and some female relatives followed.

"Most of the women in the cottage came from poor families nearby. They were forced to go up the mountain, and those who disobedient were locked in the dungeon. Some were kidnapped as meat tickets. Recently, three came from Chu State and kept it from the family. I went out to be a ranger, but I got stuck here." Mei explained as she walked.

   "What happened in Chu State? Why is there another plague and severe drought?"

   Han Zhao asked, he came in a hurry last time and didn't have time to ask in detail.

  This Chu State, like Wei and Qi, is a big and powerful country. There is no reason for such a serious disturbance. Even a plague and a severe drought cannot be solved.

   Many previous simulations showed that Chu State invaded Yunzhou when he was 26 years old. I don’t know if this has anything to do with the plague and severe drought in Chu State.

   It would be nice to get some useful information.

"Little lady doesn't know either. There is no warning in the place where I live. A severe drought and plague suddenly broke out, and many people died. It is rumored that there is a flying drought demon appearing in the world, so it attracted thousands of places." Mei's expression was a little sad, After calming down, he continued: "Looking at the clothes of the three heroines, it is obvious that they are either rich or expensive, so you should know something about it."

  Flying Drought? !

  Han Zhao frowned slightly, "Go and have a look."

  He followed Mrs. Mei to a cellar in the backyard, but he didn't expect that there was a cave behind the cellar.

  Passing through an underground corridor, in front of you is a dungeon of nearly a hundred square meters, with five small compartments on the left and right, and two or three women are imprisoned in each compartment, most of whom are disheveled and poorly clothed.

  The air smells of musty and shit, it's disgusting.

  The women inside were lying on the ground like corpses. When they saw Mrs. Mei who was coming first, they climbed to the door of the iron fence one by one, "Dinner is ready! Give me something to eat!"

  clang!

  clang!

  clang!

  Han Zhao cut off the door lock with a knife.

   "All the thieves in the cottage were killed by Song Daxia, and you are free." Looking at the miserable condition of the girls, Mei couldn't help weeping in a low voice.

  The woman who had been imprisoned for too long stared blankly at the open iron door, unable to tell whether everything in front of her was real or not.

  Han Zhao secretly sighed in his heart.

  Because she was a woman, she was taken to the cottage, and because she was a woman, she was not directly killed by the bandits like a man.

   "The three newcomers are in the innermost part." Mei wiped away her tears and pointed to the innermost prison.

  Han Zhao followed the direction and walked over, only to see three girls imprisoned in the prison.

  Hearing the movement, the three girls raised their heads. Although their expressions were numb, they couldn't hide their pretty looks.

  Looking at their appearance, they were actually triplets, only fifteen or sixteen years old.

  Han Zhao's gaze was fixed, not because of the girl's beauty, but because of the system prompt.

  【The blood of the family is thin, and the evil spirit contained in the body is so weak that it can be ignored. 】

   "The three of you are the children of the family?"

  Han Zhao asked through the iron gate.

  The originally numb expressions of the three girls suddenly changed.

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