"You clearly saw me drinking hot water, but you still dare to talk to grandpa like this?" After holding back for a long time, the sheepherder only said this.
"It's not like drinking urine. Why don't I dare to talk to a fart?"
Look at these words, they don't seem to come from the mouth of such a handsome young master with a noble temperament.
But Nan Yan enjoyed listening to it very much.
As soon as the shepherd sat down, he started spitting feces, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he had a bad mouth. Let the waiter forget it. His attitude was not good in the first place, but our Mr. Zhou did not provoke him, so why should he suffer?
His scolding?
Just fight him!
Nan Yan's face turned red and she wanted to clap and applaud Mr. Zhou.
"Hey, yellow mouth kid!"
"Huh, what a brilliant man!"
"Smelly boy..."
"Old man..."
Li Jian couldn't help but hold his forehead, looking at Mr. Zhou who used to be like a god, but now he felt like he had fallen off the altar.
"bass!"
Just when the scolding was at its most intense, a clear sword sound suddenly sounded.
The sheepherder, who was scolding happily just a moment ago, suddenly felt an itch on his neck. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to scratch it. He was still angry, so he opened his mouth to continue cursing, but suddenly his head felt a little heavy, and then he felt like his body
As if he was out of control, his sight was getting closer and closer to the ground.
Only then did he realize that his head seemed to have fallen off.
He subconsciously directed his arms to pick up the head, but he couldn't use the strength, and his eyes began to turn black.
"Killed!"
"witchcraft!"
"Hey!" Qingyue's sword screamed, and an orange-red flying sword emitted light and spun in Zhou Yang's palm.
"What's the witchcraft called? This is Master Sword Immortal!"
shocked.
It's boiling.
The sword fairy is by my side!
Nan Yan stood stunned on the spot.
No wonder there are masters who are willing to follow him. It turns out that this is no ordinary young master at all, but a sword fairy!
At this time, Zhou Yang waved his sleeves gently, and suddenly a star-like silver glow flowed in the air like a ribbon, and landed among the sheep on the other side of the road.
At this moment, the silver brilliance is like water, enjoying the silky smoothness.
Where the flow passed, the "bleating" sheep rolled one by one and turned into naked children and women.
The flowing light covered their bodies, turned into clothes, and hung on their bodies.
Only then did everyone suddenly realize!
I see!
It turns out that this sheepherder is not herding sheep, but people who are being trafficked!
He's a trafficker!
Looking at the trafficker again, he turned out to be no old man, but a middle-aged man with muscles all over his body.
The skin looks like a toad, and there is mucus in the bulging places. It looks disgusting!
There wasn't even a single hair on his head, and there were several big bumps on it, and his appearance was extremely ugly.
"Bah! Scumbag!"
Human traffickers will be despised even if they die.
"Miss Yan, let's go!"
Zhou Yang called out to Nan Yan.
Nan Yan quickly stood up.
"Boy, please go and report to the official. This amulet is with you. If someone does something bad to you because of this matter, you can crush the seal and a flying sword will come from thousands of miles away to take the head of the bandit!
"
Zhou Yang said, throwing out a bright yellow talisman and falling into the waiter's hands.
Then, as the waiter and everyone watched, he walked away gracefully.
In the impression of everyone at the tea stall, what was left behind was not a sharp-tongued young man who quarreled with human traffickers, but a man who killed one person in ten steps and left no trace for thousands of miles.
A true first-class swordsman who leaves without leaving any merit or fame!
Although no one could clearly see the sword cutting off the trafficker's head that day, in everyone's memory, there seemed to be a sword shadow flashing across the sky and the earth, shining brightly across the Nineteen Prefectures!
Although it is official, it is very rustic.
But the Sword Immortal is different, he walks gracefully and his body is not stained by dust.
Nan Yan looked at the dust on her skirt, and then at Young Master Zhou who was as holy and clean as a white lotus, and suddenly she felt a little ashamed of herself.
How can a pheasant match a phoenix?
"Master!"
At this time, a strong and innocent-looking man in front of him trotted over and bowed his head to Zhou Yang.
"well?"
Nan Yan looked at this strong man in surprise.
Is Mr. Zhou so charming?
When a seven-foot strong man sees him, he bows his head and bows?
"How's the front going?"
Zhou Yang asked.
"There were no black bears or robbers in the dense forest ahead, but I smelled some blood, so I went to take a look. There were many black bear corpses exposed in the wild. They seemed to have been killed by some extremely powerful beast."
Speaking of this, the silly man frowned in deep thought.
"The black bear is the dominant one in Black Bear Ridge. Is there any other animal that can kill a black bear?"
Nan Yan knew that this silly man was also one of Mr. Zhou's bodyguards. After hearing what he said, he was a little confused and said.
"Let's go and take a look."
The fan in Zhou Yang's hand was spinning around on his fingertips like a butterfly piercing flowers. It was dazzling and at the same time full of regular beauty.
"Lao Gun, hurry up and lead the way!"
Niu Dawei called Hanhan, and Hanhan seemed to come back to his senses. He quickly took the big knife and ran forward to lead the way.
He was newly selected into the guard company of the Guard Corps this time. Niu Dawei was his company commander and his immediate superior did not dare to disobey what he said.
The official roads in the mountains are also winding paths. It is not easy for horses to run fast here.
However, the group of people moved swiftly, and even Nan Yan was a heroine with good martial arts. When she spoke of her true energy, she could be said to be as light as a swallow.
Not long after walking on the mountain trail, the smell of blood entered my nose.
Even Nan Yan smelled it.
Lao Gun was in front and entered the dense forest on the roadside with a big knife. He used the big knife to cut off all the vines, branches and clumps of saplings in the dense forest, and cut out a canyon.
There is a path for people to walk.
To frighten snakes, there are occasional rustling sounds among the decaying leaves on the ground, which makes one's scalp numb.
Soon, an emaciated black bear lying on the ground appeared in front of everyone.
"Strange."
The law of the jungle is that the weak eat the strong. If you can kill this black bear, how can you not eat meat?
If you don’t eat meat, why kill the black bear?
Li Jian stared at the bear's broken throat. The ferocious bite force was obviously not caused by humans.
"This is blood being sucked."
Niu Dawei squatted down and saw that there was no blood flowing out of his throat. He stretched out his fingers and rubbed it. There was no trace of thirsty blood. It was obvious that he had been sucked very clean.
"Is it a blood-sucking monster?"
Nan Yan thought about her Beishan division and her mission down the mountain.
Thinking about the blood-sucked villagers in the village down the mountain, what is the difference between this blood-sucked bear?
Over there, Zhou Yang's mind swept away, and the surrounding area of hundreds of miles suddenly came into his mind.
