Medicinal Immortal

Looking at the chaos in the room, Mo Ye took a look and then turned back to the room.

At the entrance of the village, Xiao Hei stopped on the roof, with a pair of black eyes staring at the figure that quietly followed in front.

Those were two monks, one was a ninth-level Qi refining monk, and the other was a foundation-building monk.

"Fifth Lord, those two people just entered here."

The ninth-level cultivator said to the foundation-building cultivator next to him, his eyes fixed on this village, and said: "Fifth Lord, they have been injured, and now this lair has been found, let me kill it. They, take the things back, and destroy the people in this village by the way!"

"Go!"

The foundation-building monk stood with his hands in his hands, and did not move forward. To solve two cultivators of seventh-order Qi refining, one cultivator of ninth-order Qi refining is enough. If it is not to ensure that things are not damaged, and to remove the roots, there is no need for him to personally follow the two.

"Yes." The Qi-refining cultivator responded, holding the knife at his waist and walking inward with a catwalk, but at this moment, he heard a crow cry.

"dumb!"

A crow call seemed clear in this early morning, especially when it screamed loudly. The voice seemed to be reverberating in the valley in the air, making the Qi refiner's heart beat inexplicably, and he stopped involuntarily. .

"unlucky!"

Seeing a crow squatting on the roof in front, the monk cursed, picked up a pebble and shot it over. Who knew that the pebble that should have hit the crow, but hit the sky, the crow flapped its wings and flew up. , As if irritated by him, attacked him with his paws and mouth open.

"dumb!"

Xiao Hei yelled again, grabbed his paws at the man, and pecked at the man with his mouth. Because of its attack, the Qi-refining monk's curse was caused, and the people in the village heard the movement here.

"No! They must be chasing here! Dad, Da Zhuang, you must run away with everyone! Hurry!" one of the monks who looked forty or fifty years old yelled in panic and told them to run away.

"We obviously got rid of them, why would they follow?" Another man also had an anxious look on his face, and said, "No! I will go to the village entrance to see! You run away first, I will block for a while! "

"Go and die! We are not their opponents at all!" The forty or fifty-year-old monk drank and pulled the person back.

"Hey, why did you provoke the enemy outside and come back? What the **** is this? There are so many people in the village, old and young, where can we escape? You two, you two, this It will hurt everyone back." The old village banged his cane on the ground, angrily and anxiously.

"Father, I'm sorry, I, we have harmed everyone, we didn't expect them to follow us all the way, we really thought we would get rid of them..." The forty or fifty-year-old man blushed and thought of bringing the disaster to the village. When he came, he blamed himself.

Originally, in order to get rid of the people who chased them, they still travelled a lot. After walking for a day, they didn't feel anyone following them, so they dared to come home, but who knows...

"You flee, run quickly, Azhu and I are going to block!" While talking, the two monks turned to the entrance of the village while holding their swords.

"Erliang, what should I do? You have always had a lot of ideas, so hurry up and think of a solution!" Da Zhuang looked at Erliang anxiously.

Er Liangyi gritted his teeth and pulled him: "Go! Go and ask the right son!"