Early in the morning, four practitioners flew over to Baomin Village, two men and two women, and their dresses were different.

One of the women was wearing a long robe with narrow sleeves and a high-slit hem, and iron chains hung behind and on the waist. These iron chains tied the long sword, short sword and dagger respectively.

This is the extremely unique Wen Jian Sect patriarch, and this person is Mo Feng'er.

Mo Feng'er didn't know the other three cultivators, she only knew that they were from different sects and happened to be divided into the same team.

The two male practitioners are not old and look around thirty years old.

Another female practitioner, however, showed an old look, at least at least fifty years old.

After the four people fell into Baomin Village, a man took out the map from his luggage and expanded to view the terrain.

After a moment of research, he said: "There are many peaks around Baomin Village. In order to dig out the ore, these villagers have dug up thousands of caves on the peaks.

For the devil, this is an excellent hiding place, and we must be careful when searching."

The elderly female cultivator nodded in agreement and said, "There are too many mines here, so it's better for us to walk together."

Check the mines one by one, don’t miss them.”

Before leaving the village, the four of them walked around Baomin Village, asked about the situation of the mountains near the villagers, and asked if something strange happened recently.

The two male cultivators originally wanted to get some benefits, but unfortunately the villagers in Baomin Village were relatively poor. Apart from a large pile of unrefined ore, there was no other valuable thing.

The two men had to give up and sighed that the search mission was not lucky and had spread such a poor place.

Half an hour after arriving at Baomin Village, they set up a stream of light, headed to the nearest mountain according to the direction on the map, and began to search for the devil.

The mountains in this area do not have towering trees, and the low forests also appear sparse.

But the shrubs and weeds on the ground are very secretive, like waist-deep green lake water, drowning those who pass by.

There are starry mine caves on the mountain peaks. Some mine caves are cleaner on the outside and are not blocked by shrubs or weeds. It is obviously just dug recently.

Some mines are buried in shrubs and weeds, just like traps used by hunters to catch animals. If you are not careful, you will fall into them.

This is an old mine cave that was dug out many years ago. It is covered with moss and is damp and cold.

If you want to search carefully, you must of course not let go of these cold old mine caves.

They held up lamps and stones and walked in to see if there were new signs of residence inside.

When a male cultivator fell, his arm accidentally hit the stone wall of the mine. The damp moss and mud stained a large piece of his sleeve.

He frowned and complained, yelling that the place was broken and dirty, and finally cursed the head of the Demon-killing Envoy in the Demon-killing Hall.

Slap, before he could curse a few words, Mo Feng'er slapped him in the face.

The slap made him irritated, and he pulled out his weapons and shouted at Mo Feng'er.

"I have long disliked you Wen Jian Sect. Isn't it just the sect that kills demons and righteousness, which makes everyone in Wen Jian Sect seem to be amazing.

Bah, you crazy woman, if you have the ability, you will slap it again. I will let you know what it means to destroy flowers with a harsh hand!"

Recently, the conflict between the three major sects and other sects of the Demon-killing righteousness has become increasingly serious, and the news of fighting can be heard almost every day.

But when I was out and searching for the devil, it would be troublesome if I fought first.

As internal strife was about to begin, the older female cultivator quickly persuaded.

"Girl, it's just that you're wrong to hit someone. Please apologize..."

Mo Feng'er was completely unhappy and interrupted: "He deserves it, who told him to scold my fiancé?

My fiancé is a show of talent and devotes himself to the people of the world.

How much he did and how much hardship he endured, you are a bastard who enjoyed all his comfort and scolded him!

If peace is coming today, it is all my fiancé's credit. Without him to prove the devil, those compatriots who died tragically in the Border Heaven River will die in vain!"

Mo Feng'er accused him and made all three of them stunned.

The remaining male cultivator thought for a while and asked, "Miss Mo, who is your fiancé? Do we know him?"

Speaking of her fiancé, Mo Fenger raised her head slightly and showed a proud look.

Her eyes looked at the bright sky at the exit of the mine, and she seemed to see the voice, appearance and smile of the person she admired.

"He is a hero, a real great hero. He is the Demon-killing Envoy of the Demon-killing Palace, Mo Junrong."

The three of them looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the other party was the woman who was the devil-killing envoy. It seemed that the scolding of Mo Junrong just now was the main leader.

The older woman tried to ask: "Miss Mo, then your relationship with the Demon-killing Envoy has been decided? Is it really going to get married?"

Mo Feng'er raised her left hand and showed the golden thread and red rope string on her wrist to the three of them: "Of course.

Look, this is the token of love he gave me. As for the bride price for the proposal, he is already preparing.

When the dowry is ready, we invite the elders of the sect to testify and hold a marriage in the Demon-killing Hall.

He said that we should let all practitioners in the world know about this and let the good news of us spread throughout the Yunxiu Continent."

Speaking of these things, Mo Feng'er's face was filled with joy.

The other three people looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all shut their mouths obediently and stopped mentioning anything involving the Demon-killing Palace.

The man who just started cursing Mo Junrong but was slapped by Mo Feng'er again.

Rub your cheeks and put away your weapons, quietly hid behind the other two.

However, Mo Fenger and others didn't know that just as they were searching for the mine, five figures suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain not far away.

The five people were wearing black and red tights, and were decorated with robes covered with broken bones.

From a distance, the five people looked like demons crawling out of a sea of ​​blood from a dried onion corpse, filled with strong murderous aura like clouds.

The leader is Lin Zou, and the other four are evil cultivators trained by Lin Zou, all of whom are bandits.

Lin Zou opened the bushes in front of him, took out a disc-shaped lens instrument, injected qi and rushed into the distance to take a photo.

The picture inside the lens quickly enlarges, bringing the distant scenery closer to the front of you.

If Ge Wuqing was here, he would definitely call this thing a telescope, but in Yunxiu Continent, this magic weapon should be called Guanshan Mirror.

Lin Zou observed through the mountain mirror for a moment, turned his head and arranged a plan to kill Mo Fenger and the other four.

He lowered his voice and said, "These four people are not easy to deal with, have no obvious weaknesses, nor have obvious preferences.

Although the number of people is smaller than before, the individual strength is stronger, which is a tough tough problem to crack."

Lin Zou clenched his fists and strengthened his tone: "Even if the bones are hard to bite, they must be eaten and none of them can be let go."
Chapter completed!