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Xiao Ningming hung his hands around Lin Che's neck, and his waist was tightly strangled by him. Lin Che looked coldly, and kept moving forward with light work. The Yueming sword was always hanging by his waist.

"Can't control the sword?" Xiao Ningming didn't mean to ridicule at all, but he thought that Lin Che's skills had increased so much that he would naturally learn such trivial things as controlling the sword.

When Lin Che heard this, she loosened her arms around his waist, and Xiao Ningming, who was in a relaxed state, almost slipped down.

"You!" Xiao Ningming immediately grabbed the clothes on his shoulders. Although Lin Che didn't know how to control a sword, her lightness kung fu was superb.

Xiao Ningming looked down at the ground, this is not light work, it is obviously flying!

If it falls, it will not hurt or be disabled.

"You never taught me how to control a sword." At this moment, a muffled voice came from above Xiao Ningming's head. Lin Che looked at the front with an indifferent expression and an inexplicable sense of grievance.

Xiao Ningming lowered his head, looked at the Yueming Sword at his waist, kept his arms tightly around his neck, stretched out his other hand and pulled out the sword at his waist, and then swung it out forcefully.

Before Lin Che had time to be surprised, Yue Ming had already quickly flew towards them and ran straight to their feet.

Xiao Ningming stepped forward first, and then grabbed Lin Che who was unsteady: "Have you learned it now?"

With Lin Che's skill, Yujian is a blink of an eye, and Yue Ming personally selects and builds it. Although he and him are not to the point of being one with the sword, they can still feel the master's state of mind.

Under Xiao Ningming's control, Yue Mingjian became more obedient. The two of them stepped on the sword and flew in the clouds of the night sky.

Lin Che stood behind Xiao Ningming, and now he hugged Xiao Ningming's waist firmly.He buried his head in Xiao Ningming's shoulder, which made Xiao Ningming's body tremble.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, and walked a few miles with Lin Che Yujian before stopping.

"At this point, they probably won't be able to catch up."

The two fell to the ground, Xiao Ningming looked back at the way they came, and then said,

"But we should be careful. When Xianming Mountain spreads the news, more people may arrest us."

He dusted off the dust on his clothes. The clothes that were supposed to be as bright as snow were already in a mess. Xiao Ningming felt that it would be indecent to wear them any longer, so he had to change them.

Lin Che put away the Yueming Sword, and he looked forward: "There seems to be a village over there."

Xiao Ningming followed his gaze and saw a small village located here.

"Che'er, we've already left Liuzhou, we might as well rest in this village first." Xiao Ningming said, they fought the sword all night, and it's almost dawn now, not to mention the sword can't stand it, people can't stand it either.

Before Xiao Ningming could wait for Lin Che to answer, he took the lead and walked towards the village.

This is a small village with cattle and sheep in rice fields. Occasionally, one or two early-rising farmers walk in the fields with their loads.

Seeing the two unfamiliar men go and come in, they all cast strange glances.

When Xiao Ningming traveled back then, he visited many villages. This kind of village was closed all year round and would be harassed by many monsters. Now Xiao Ningming only needs to find the village head, reveal his identity, and eliminate evil and promote good when he lives in the village. , to accumulate virtue for oneself.

If it wasn't for the burden on him, Xiao Ningming would have returned to the time when he was free and unrestrained.

"Brother, do you dare to ask where the village chief lives?" Xiao Ning stared at the buttery cauliflower in the field, and his mood improved a little. He walked to a middle-aged man who was farming in the field, and asked.

Lin Che followed behind him. He didn't know much about these things when he entered the world. He only thought that if Xiao Ningming was willing to take care of them, Lin Che would still be his obedient apprentice and follow quietly.

The middle-aged man was also wondering why a stranger suddenly came to their isolated village, and he looked up and down the two with vigilance.

Wiping the sweat off his face, he said, "Who are you?"

Xiao Ningming smiled: "I am the Sapphire Sword Immortal, Xiao Ningming. This is..."

Xiao Ningming hesitated for a second or two before saying, "This is my disciple, Lin Che."

"Sapphire Sword Immortal?" This man looks dark-skinned, and his facial features are as honest as those of ordinary farmers in the countryside. "I've never heard of it."

Xiao Ningming couldn't hold back his smile. He wanted to explain a few more words, but he heard the man say: "It doesn't matter whether you are a sword or a sword or an immortal, you better leave as soon as possible for foreigners like you."

Hearing something in the man's words, Xiao Ningming knew that the village was not peaceful: "Brother, what are you talking about? But the village has been invaded by demons, and I am a cultivator. If evil spirits are committed in the village, they must be eradicated." .”

After saying this, Xiao Ningming felt a little regretful, the monster that bothered him the most in the world was standing behind him and looking at him.

I just hope that Lin Che won't join forces with these monsters, and will turn to deal with him together when the time comes.

Hearing what he said, the man became a little interested. He stopped the hoe in his hand, and looked at Xiao Ningming again: "Are you a Taoist priest?"

After hearing his words, Xiao Ningming didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the man thought it was an acquiesce, and then put away a little vigilance on his face: "You can subdue demons and eliminate demons?"

Xiao Ningming nodded.

The man's expression was not happy: "But we don't have monsters here... only the river god."

"River God?"

When I just came here, I did see a big river not far away, and this village should have been built around this river.

Is there a river god in this river?

"Aren't you looking for the village chief? Come with me first, I can't tell." The man put the hoe on his shoulder, and after taking a look at the two, he strode towards the village.

Xiao Ningming glanced back at Lin Che, realizing that he was following.

"Master, is he going to take care of this?" Lin Che asked unhurriedly following behind him.

"Subduing demons and demons is my duty." Xiao Ningming replied.

"Then what am I in Master's eyes now, a monster? Or a devil?" Lin Che seemed to be asking this question intentionally, and he wanted to see if Xiao Ningming could give him a satisfactory answer.

"As long as you don't do anything harmful to nature, you will always be my apprentice." Xiao Ningming replied like this, but he knew in his heart that if Moxiu were not to do anything harmful to nature, he would kill them.

Powerful skills are not given in vain, they have to sacrifice their humanity to maintain their power.

Essence, human blood, and even soul.

The more precious and rare things in the world, the more they can greatly increase their skills.

This is a road of no return. If you don't contribute these things for your own strength for a long time, your meridians will burst and you will die.

Of course Xiao Ningming has seen such a scene. When the three sects were the leaders that year, many demon cultivators fell into their hands. In order not to let these demon cultivators harm others, they would imprison them in prisons.

They were tormented by the demonic energy in their bodies, but they couldn't provide essence, energy, soul blood to appease them in time. As time passed, the demonic energy became more and more disordered, and finally these demonic cultivators were blown to pieces.

He thought he had gained supreme power, but in fact he was just his own slave.

People in the world hate demon cultivators, but Xiao Ningming has feelings for them in his heart.

A trace of mercy, whether they are actively possessed or not, their lives have turned into tragedy.

In the previous life, he was too soft-hearted and allowed Lin Che to indulge himself continuously, so he became an incomparable demon king, and finally died under his sword.

Now that Lin Che had chosen to bring him by his side after becoming enchanted, if Lin Che really dared to hurt others, Xiao Ningming would definitely punish him.

It can also be regarded as a kind of salvation for Lin Che.

Lin Che walked to Xiao Ningming's side and stood side by side with him, seeing him with complicated eyes.

The two followed the middle-aged man into the village. The sun had already risen, and there were quite a few early risers in the village, all of whom were doing their own work.

No one noticed the arrival of two strangers.

Xiao Ningming noticed something strange about this village. The men in this village are quite normal, but the women are different.

It seems that every woman I meet on the road, regardless of age, has more or less tragic scars on her face that are difficult to see.

From an old lady in her seventies to a little girl of seven or eight years old.

They all had scars on their faces.

Xiao Ningming was a little puzzled, these scars were conspicuous, on the corners of the eyes and above the bridge of the nose, could it be that they were intentionally hurt?

The middle-aged man seemed to feel Xiao Ningming's doubts, and said: "These scars are all made by themselves, to survive."

"To survive?" Xiao Ningming frowned slightly.

"Because of the river god." The man explained as he walked, "There is a river outside the village, called the Muna River. When there was a famine, it was the river god in the river that saved our village. The source of water continues to grow.”

Xiao Ningming listened carefully to his words, recalling the appearance of that river.Just passing by there, he didn't notice anything wrong.

"Since then, the God of the River has asked us to sacrifice a beautiful girl to it every year. We call this girl the River Girl." This is a pretty girl with a vegetable basket passing in front of them. The girl saw the man and hurriedly turned her head to greet him with a smile.

"Uncle Yang, good morning!"

It wasn't until the girl's entire face turned around that Xiao Ningming saw that her other face was completely festered, and it was covered with blackened bad flesh, which formed a strong contrast with her delicate and beautiful half of her face.

It made people feel a strong discomfort when they saw it.

The middle-aged man called Uncle Yang seemed to be used to it, ignored the festering half of the girl's face, and greeted with a smile: "It's so early to buy vegetables, Xiaojuan."

"Yeah, my mother is not feeling well recently, so I went out earlier to buy some fish to make soup for her." Xiaojuan said, and then she saw Xiao Ningming and Xiao Ningming behind Uncle Yang.

Seeing the handsomeness of these two people, Xiaojuan not only blushed a little, but then seemed to think of something, and quickly raised her sleeve to cover half of her face: "Uncle Yang, these two are...?"