The green tea heroine and the villain who practices ruthlessness

The last ray of sunset disappeared from the city wall.

On the jagged pheasant battlements, there are clusters of arrows ready to be shot. The arrowheads are engraved with evil-killing runes and brushed with cinnabar, as if dipped in blood, glowing with a cold light in the night.

Xue Ning climbed up to the beacon tower and looked out into the distance, letting his five senses unfold.

The cold night wind carried the smell of blood.

It's so subtle that it's impossible to detect it with a human's sense of smell.

Xue Ning turned to the sword guard and said: "Light the beacon. A moment later, a large number of zombie flying squirrels will attack. Order all archers to be on guard."

The sword guard was slightly startled and said: "Yes."

Light the beacon fire, beat the war drums, and issue orders layer by layer.

A moment later, a thunderous sound of flapping wings suddenly came from the woods, and a black shadow rolled through the woods like a wave and flew towards the city wall.

The bow string is stretched to the extreme, and the arrow flies away!

In the darkness, the arrowhead broke through the air, making a sharp roaring sound, and the red runes lit up, shooting at the flying squirrel with the evil-killing fire.

For a time, corpses fell like rain.

Xue Ning used the sword technique, and the flying sword flew away quickly, turning into hundreds or thousands of sword pellets with shining golden light in mid-air.

The sword moves with the heart and is invincible.

The offensive and defensive battle in the outer city has just begun. In the dense forest of the Western Mountains, the troops led by Han Lingguang and the head of the Feng family are still searching for a few absconding immortals.

Han Lingguang's Taoist robe was torn in several places, and his jade crown was crooked. He had not slept for two or three days in a row, and he looked a little embarrassed.

He suddenly stopped and looked down at the compass in his hand.

The compass made a "click" sound and rotated rapidly, nonstop.

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned to the Second Master Feng who was following him and shouted: "Watch your step!"

Second Young Master Feng reacted quickly and immediately pulled out his sword, filled it with Qi, and stabbed the sword into the ground.

boom--

The sword energy surged and the ground was torn apart.

An immortal creature jumped out from the ground, carrying a fishy wind, and rushed towards the Second Young Master Feng. It struck like lightning and killed two people in an instant.

The silver threads of the fly whisk in Han Lingguang's hand swelled sharply, and he wrapped around the waist of the immortal bird and shouted: "Zhenwu disciples, set up the formation!"

"Yes, young master!"

……

Except for a few elders and disciples left behind in the inner city, most of the troops have been drained.

Archers and Shuwenyuan disciples who are good at offensive and defensive planning are responsible for guarding the outer city.

Some elite disciples, led by the eldest son of the Feng family, worked with Buddhist cultivators from Xumi Temple to suppress the evil spirits in the ancestral cemetery and prevent the continuation of corpse transformation from the source.

Another group of elite disciples were personally led by the head of the family, and together with the Zhenwu Guan, they hunted down the escaped bones.

Together, Pingxiu and Jiang Wan took up the task of detoxifying the villagers' corpses and taking care of the injured from various factions.

In the past few days, as the offensive intensified, more and more disciples were injured.

Disciples with advanced cultivation experience corpse poison attacks, hallucinations, and often violent outbursts that hurt people. Ordinary medical practitioners cannot suppress them at all.

Pingxiu had no choice but to go back to the Feng family for help and asked the elders guarding the family to send help.

On that day, Feng Wujiu came with a team of sword cultivators to fight on horseback.

Shen Qiuyue was very happy to meet Feng Wujiu. She was able to escape from the black sky dog ​​that made a big fuss in Zhenwu Temple earlier because Feng Wujiu predicted the opportunity and took her to escape in advance. She has not yet repaid him for his life-saving grace. .

When Ping Xiu met Feng Wujiu, he didn't have a good look on his face. However, due to the unusual situation, he could only warn me privately: "Don't play tricks on me, or I'll expose what happened to you at Zhenwu Temple!"

Feng Wujiu smiled and said, "Sister Pingxiu is too outrageous to say this. We are a family after all. How could I harm you... Ugh!"

Pingxiu didn't want to talk nonsense to him, so she raised her foot and stamped it, crushing all five of his toes, making him grin and then turned around and entered the pharmacy.

Feng Wujiu looked at the girl's back, smiled indifferently, and sat down in the shadow next to the concierge.

A spider the size of a soybean slid down along the spider silk, landed on his ear, and whispered in his ear: "When can you lure those old guys away from my house?"

Feng Wujiu sighed sadly: "It's hard. My father specially told me before that there is a treasure hidden in our private treasury, so I asked my uncles to guard the door of the house to prevent a fire in the backyard."

"Oh, by the way, does Xue Ning know that the jade corpse is in your hands, Mrs. Jinse?"

"he does not know."

Feng Wujiu gently shook his iron fan and smiled at the medical practitioner who walked by him. He looked like a very courteous corporal.

"That's really lucky," he continued, "otherwise there's no guarantee that he wouldn't associate Zhangtai's corpse transformation with the Jade Corpse."

Little Spider was silent for a moment and said coldly: "Remember our deal."

"I'll help you kill those useless snacks that are hindering your rise to power, and you can help me get the Ganoderma lucidum from the private treasury."

Ganoderma lucidum, also known as Tai Sui, can grow muscles and transform bones, but it may not be possible to breed one tree even after a thousand years.

The Feng family moved when the family was at its peak, precisely because the head of the family at that time discovered a spiritual eye in the territory. Every seven hundred years, two fleshy Ganoderma lucidum plants grew on the spiritual eye.

The current main residence of the Feng family is being built on the spiritual eye.

There were four Ganoderma lucidum plants hidden in the private treasury, but several elders guarded them very closely, and Feng Wujiu never found an opportunity to take advantage of them.

I don't know whether he was exposed when he snooped into the private treasury several times before, or because his eldest brother deliberately excluded him. He was sent by his uncle to guard the hospital in the outer city, and he had no chance to get close to the family's private treasury.

Feng Wu Jiu covered his face with a fan and lowered his eyelashes in deep thought.

He didn't know how Mrs. Jinse was injured, but she pressed hard and threatened that if he didn't help her get the Ganoderma lucidum, she would expose him as a mixed bag of good and evil and call him evil. Disgraced.

He was determined to win the position of head of the Feng family, how could he allow such a thing to happen?

Feng Wujiu closed the Mingwang Fan and tapped his forehead lightly.

Ugh, headache.

"Sixth Master Feng."

Suddenly a playful voice came to my ears.

Feng Wujiu looked up and saw Shen Qiuyue with a smile as bright as a flower, holding a cup of medicinal soup and handed it to him.

"Here--" Shen Qiuyue was shy and timid, and her eyes were a little erratic, "This corpse poison spreads extremely hard. My mother-in-law asked me to send you some medicinal soup."

Feng Wujiu said with a smile: "Thank you, mother-in-law, for me."

Take it and drink it in one gulp.

Shen Qiuyue took advantage of the situation and sat down at the other end of the bench, an arm's length away from Feng Wujiu.

She occasionally glanced at him secretly, always feeling that his profile was handsome, almost as good as Xue Ning's, but because of his modest temperament, he looked more friendly.

"Why isn't your mother in the hospital?"

"Aniang took people to pick up the wounded soldiers in the outer city. Zombies raided every night for the past two days, and many disciples were bitten."

Shen Qiuyue pouted as she spoke, and said unconvinced: "My mother-in-law refused to ask me to follow her. She insisted that I stay here with Xiuxiu! But I am not a medical practitioner, so what help can I do by staying in the medical room? ?”

"I thought that when I got down the mountain, I would have the opportunity to slay demons and do justice, but I didn't expect that I would end up sitting on the bench."

Feng Wujiu patiently listened to her complaint, and suddenly said softly: "Qiuyue, how come you are useless?"

"You are a sword cultivator. Your mother-in-law ordered you to stay in the medical room just to prevent the poisoned disciples from causing trouble."

Shen Qiuyue's eyes lit up and she said, "That's right! I just subdued two poison-haired disciples yesterday."

"But..." Her happiness only lasted for a moment, and she was quickly discouraged. "I still hope to go to the outer city to fight the enemy side by side with my senior brother."

Feng Wujiu sat over at some point and raised his hand to touch the top of the girl's hair. Like a kind brother, he comforted her in a low voice: "There will be a chance."

Pingxiu suddenly walked to the door of the pharmacy and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Shen, can you come in and help me?"

Shen Qiuyue jumped up with a cry, like a frightened bird, and ran into the pharmacy, saying, "Okay, okay, I'll come."

His face was red with embarrassment, as if he had done something wrong.

Ping Xiu glanced at Feng Wujiu.

Feng Wujiu shrugged his shoulders innocently, indicating that he had done nothing.

Pingxiu mouthed silently: "You are not allowed to kidnap young girls from good families!"

Not to be outdone, Feng Wu Jiu replied silently: "How do you know we are not in love?"

Ping Fengyu called her in the pharmacy: "Xiuxiu, your elixir will be out soon."

Pingxiu was so busy with everything that she had no time to argue with Feng Wujiu, so she could only make two fist gestures at him, then turned around and entered the pharmacy.

Feng Wujiu leaned back, leaned against the wall, unfolded his fan and half-hided his face, and asked via voice transmission: "Mrs. Jinse, did you ask Venerable Ayin to be your helper this time?"

"I heard that Venerable Ayin had one of his arms chopped off by Xue Ning last time in Li Mansion. I guess she also needs the Ganoderma lucidum in her private treasury, right?"

Little Spider said: "Oh, do you have a plan?"

The boy's slightly raised eyes were filled with a sly smile.

"Let the sword cultivator under Venerable Ayin go around the outer city. Sect Leader Shen's wife will definitely be very excited when she sees her old friend."

"Mrs. Shen has a valuable status. If she is in trouble, my uncles will not dare to just ignore her."

Little Spider sneered: "You are really cruel and cunning. Just now, weren't you teasing the apple of my eye? In the blink of an eye, you can plot against her mother."

"If you are not poisonous, then you are not a husband."

The little spider sneered, climbed up the beam along the thread, and disappeared into the shadows.

outer city.

The surging zombie flying squirrels were finally wiped out, and corpses piled up inside and outside the city walls.

The sword guards of Shuwenyuan were well-trained. As soon as the fighting was over, they swept the corpses to one place, piled them into piles on a hill, poured them with strong wine and oil, and set them on fire.

The stench of corpses could be smelled three miles away.

Many disciples were injured and rested against the wall.

The medical cultivators under Jiang Wan spread out and distributed the detoxifying pills refined by Pingxiu to the wounded soldiers in turn. They also tied cloth strips of different colors on the arms of the wounded soldiers according to the severity of the injury, so that they could be sent to different hospitals later. The hospital receives medical treatment.

Jiang Wan saw Xue Ning sitting alone on the beacon tower, climbed up the steps, walked behind him, and asked softly: "Ning'er, are you injured?"

Xue Ning was silent, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Just now, he felt the familiar sword intent again, it was the sword cultivator guard under A Yin.

Pingxiu once told him that the sword cultivator guard was most likely his senior brother who had been missing for many years, Qi Bushu.

Xue Ning didn't know whether to tell Jiang Wan about this.

Every year when Jiang Wan came back from the black market to pay homage to her old friend, Shen Jue would deliberately ignore her for a few days to express his dissatisfaction.

Shen Qiuyue was not good at observing words and emotions, and had never noticed the rift between her parents, but Xue Ning had been sensitive since she was a child, but she had discovered it early.

"Master, I..."

"what happened?"

Jiang Wan took out her handkerchief and wiped the boy's face.

Xue Ning suddenly drew his sword and stood up, blocking Jiang Wan behind him.

A piece of green shirt, stepping over the corpses of flying squirrels all over the ground, floated in from the distant night.

Jiang Wan looked at the approaching figure, her eyes filled with tears and her throat choked with sobs.

After all these years, she had never forgotten him for a moment!

Big Brother!

Xue Ning said sternly: "Sword guards, form the whole team, there is an enemy attack!"

There were hurried figures on the city wall, and the team formed in an instant.

But the figure came and went away suddenly, like a ghost. He only met the guards in the outer city before flying away.

Xue Ning didn't even have time to order the sword formation.

Jiang Wan finally choked and shouted, tears streaming down her face: "Elder brother..."

Xue Ning's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously wanted to stop Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan moved faster than him, flew down the city wall, summoned the flying sword, turned into a stream of light, and chased after the man in the direction he left!