In Chatian Town, eastern suburbs of Jiazhou, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and heavy rain is pouring. Two fast horses are galloping on the official road at lightning, breaking through the rain. The dense sound of hooves hit the ground, like a continuous spring thunder.

Around the two horses, more than a dozen figures wearing straw raincoats walked in the wind, forming a tightly shaped ring array, closely guarding the two young men and women on the horses. The speed of the horse was not inferior to the speed of the strong horse.

"This is already the boundary of Shushan. Where are the people who are connecting with Shushan?" asked a middle-aged man running.

"Who knows! The Shushan School lives in a corner of the southwest and ignores Sichuan's foreign affairs, so she is afraid she is too lazy to care about this little business." Another man with a running national face said coldly.

"Now that the Huainan Jiedushi has been killed, the Martial Alliance has lost its foundation, which is considered to be in name only..." A Taoist priest who was running wildly sighed.

"Shh..." The people around the Taoist whispered to remind him. The Taoist looked up at the boy and girl on the fast horse, and curled his lips and stopped talking.

At this moment, a ball of green flame suddenly passed by and landed in front of the official road.

With a loud bang, green flames soared into the sky.

The flat official road was blown up and down, and ripples-like oscillating waves spread rapidly.

The two fast horses who were running screamed and raised their legs high, then their hind legs were rolled down by the undulating ground, and their entire body was swept to the sky.

"Save Dalang and Xiaoma!" The two men in the straw raincoat exclaimed.

The national face and the Taoist priest jumped up at the same time, and each person stretched out a hand, holding the boy and girl who fell off the horse at the same time.

At this moment, the green flame was extinguished by the heavy rain. A huge figure crawled out of the huge pit exploded from the official road, and the hideous giant face flashed in the uncertain green flame, and merged into the dark night again.

"It's a witch beast!" A yellow-haired Taoist priest holding a peach wood sword in the team shouted, "I'm going to pick up my father!"

"This beast He Chang actually colluded with the wizards of the Twelve Yamen. No wonder he could chase him all the way here..." A samurai guest dressed in a samurai murmured in a low voice.

"Hurry! Escort Dalang, the little lady hiding in the tea field!" The leading middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"I'm here to block my father!" The yellow-haired Taoist priest danced the peach wood sword and blocked everyone. The others immediately surrounded the rescued boys and girls and led them to the tea field on the side of the road.

"Hao! Pig and Dog! Wait for Master Dao to accept you." The yellow-haired Taoist priest shouted angrily, and a red flame ignited from the peach wood sword. In the flames, a pure white fire snake twisted its body and was about to burst out.

"The fire generals in all directions, the commander of Tianhe, drive away evil spirits, protect their lives, fall to the sky and the ground, drive away thunder and clouds, fight tens of millions of troops, command the divine weapons, open the flag and call it urgently, and do not stop. It is urgent to be as directed as the law..." The Taoist Huangfa frowned and angrily, and spoke in a curse.

With the blessing of the Huanghai Taoist priest, the pure white fire snake suddenly gave birth to eight more heads, the snake's body expanded, turning into a cow-shaped shape, and gradually became recorded in the Shanhai Sutra...

The huge rock suddenly flew over, and it blew away the fire snake's illusion, and directly hit the Taoist priest. The yellow-haired Taoist priest's peach wood sword was shattered into powder, and the person was hit by the huge rock and fell into mud.

"An Ang--" Ji Father's crazy laughter came. It dug out a bluestone from the edge of the road and chased them up in the direction of the people running for the escape.

"I'm almost at the sixth rank of my father, so I'll stop!" The middle-aged man in charge was shocked.

The bluestone roared, and the Taoist priests and the men with Chinese faces who were protecting the boy and girl were roaring and jumping up at the same time.

The Taoist priest stimulated his true energy, and the whisk in his hand condensed purple light, thunder sound surged. The man with a national face was unsheathed, and the sword was as bright as lightning.

The whisk and the horizontal knife hit the bluestone at the same time, and the bluestone shattered in response to the sound! Everyone hurriedly turned back to watch. They saw the faces of the Chinese characters and the Taoist priest falling to the ground, spewing out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and they were both shocked to death.

"Hey, hey! Everyone, don't step on the tea field in Shushan!" At this moment, a pagan with white hair and about fifty years old emerged from the tea field. A girl with a half-turned bun and a green dress was next to him.

"Why did the Shushan School come so late?" the middle-aged man in the lead shouted anxiously.

"What's late?" asked the white-haired alchemist in confusion.

"Grandma! Look, there are monsters!" The girl beside him suddenly exclaimed.

The white-haired alchemist saw his father who was stepping on the tea field and was shocked: "What kind of thing is this? How dare you step on the tea field in Shushan? See if the grandpa surrenders it!"

The white-haired alchemist pulled out a long green steel sword from his waist, and rushed forward with a roar.

"Grandma, senior brother told you not to show off..." The girl was anxious.

However, at this moment, the white-haired alchemist had already started fighting with Jufu. He raised his father's hand and raised his bluestone and repeatedly wanted to smash the white-haired alchemist. He flexibly flashed by his long sword, aiming at Jufu's chest and abdomen, and stabbed it hard, forcing it to retreat continuously.

"Wait! Everyone!" The middle-aged man who was running turned around and suddenly realized, "He is born to throw heavy objects, and he will hit every shot. He is behind Kuafu, who is galloping like a horse. Only by sacrificing his life to fight in close combat can he be subdued! Don't run away, take this opportunity and attack him hard to survive!"

"Wow, ah--" Everyone who was escaping suddenly realized, turned their heads together, danced swords, guns and halberds and killed them.

"Hey! You... why are you back? Grandpa can't run away even if he wants to run away!" The girl was anxious.

But this group of martial arts people are all wealthy tourists in various states. Who would listen to a young girl? They gathered around their father, roared loudly, showed their unique abilities, and fought hard.

The white-haired alchemist who was attacked by Jufu's father in front of him only took a few moves to hurt his lungs and bleeding from his mouth and nose. The power of the sixth-rank Jufu's father was not something he could resist with just one sword.

But when he saw everyone coming to help him, he could only force himself to hold back. He knew that as long as he had the will to escape, the situation of the battle would immediately take a sharp turn for the worse, and everyone here would die!

At this moment, he looked up at the heavy rain in the sky, and suddenly a flash of inspiration: "Yike, I can hold on, call your senior brother!"

"...Yes, Grandpa!" The girl didn't dare to speak much, turned around and ran towards the southwest of Jiazhou.

It was the third hour of Hai, and the ground in Jiazhou was already quiet, and the fields were pitch black. The girl in blue could barely tell the road with her natural night eyes, and often she moved forward completely by intuition. Behind her father's wild roar came, and after each roar, there was a tragic howling of a martial arts master.

The girl was anxious and ran away desperately, like a sweeping green heron, splitting the heavy rain curtain and heading towards Suishan Town, southwest of Jiazhou.

I don’t know how long I ran in the darkness, but a warm and comfortable light suddenly appeared in the dark world. At this moment, there was a bright light like daylight in Suishan Town. The quiet orange fire shone on the dark rainy night around, and there was a leisurely scene.

"Senior Brother..." The girl looked at the warm fire, and felt a warm feeling in her heart. She jumped into the town and ran towards where the fire was. In the entire Suishan Town, there was only a newly built pavilion in the center of the town. There were two oil-clothed pavilions at the entrance of the pavilion to cover the rain. There was a bonfire burning beneath each, illuminating the road in front of the pavilion.

Two big red lanterns hung at the entrance of the pavilion, flashing red lights, illuminating the pavilion’s signature "Long Night Card Club".

The girl rushed to the front door of the Pavilion and lifted the curtains in, but was stunned on the spot. The door of the Pavilion didn't look big, but unexpectedly, there were several old houses connected to the inside. The interior space was extremely wide and crowded with people everywhere.

"Customer, welcome to the licensing club. Our club has newly opened, specializing in leeing cards..." The licensing club guarding the door suddenly spoke.

"I'm sorry, I'll look for senior brother!" the girl said anxiously.

"The cards are divided into five-color camps: vassal states, martial alliances, aristocratic families, Xihu, and southern witches, corresponding to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth..." The janitor continued expressionlessly.

"It's Lei Changye! I have something urgent!" the girl said again.

"There are three to five leaders in each camp..." The janitor was indifferent.

"My grandpa, it's his master who is almost dying!" The girl stamped her feet in a hurry.

"The talisman card is divided into four colors: orange, purple, blue and green. Orange is expensive, purple is strange, blue is rare, green is the color of forgiveness. Newcomers can get a free card bag..."

"Which camp's deck is more friendly to newcomers?" The girl looked serious.

At this moment, a burst of noise from the sky came from the depths of the hall of the Paishe Club.

"I'm a god Banban, why can this archer fight against the spearmen? The archer is obviously a soldier behind the formation! I'm not convinced!" A burly man slapped the table, grabbed the three-foot iron mace on the table, and waved it into the air, scaring the crowd around him backwards.

The cardholder sitting opposite him was a young man about twenty-three or four years old. He had a good appearance but was not conspicuous. What was conspicuous was his attitude. He sat upright, waving his palm fan in his hand, facing the rampage man, indifferent, and his lips raised slightly.

"As we all know, archers have loved melee combat since ancient times. Have you ever had any wrists with archers?"

The tone of his speech sounded... I can't tell what was wrong, but it just felt a sarcastic sarcasm that made people feel extremely sour.

It is easy for people to imagine countless grass mud horses between the subject-predicate object of his sentence.

"You dare to laugh at me, I will slap you to death!" The burly man swung his iron mace and pointed it at him.

"Ah——, don't!" The girl screamed in fear.

At that time, I said it quickly. The iron mace of the burly man suddenly broke when it hit the young man's head.

No, it wasn't broken, but it was inserted from his forehead and from the back of his head.

There was a scream in the room. The burly man was also frightened and suddenly let go. His iron mace was left on the young man's head.

"Oh--" The girl rushed to the young man in two steps in three steps, grabbing the iron mace handle of the burly man.

"Little lady, you..." Seeing that the girl was so cute, the burly man couldn't help but scream, afraid of scaring her.

"What a pity, this is so savory, right? It's so flexible!" The girl grabbed the iron mace handle and gently lifted it up.

The iron mace was taken off the young man's head and bent into a convex shape, which looked like one end was inserted in front and the other end was raised behind.

The young man held his hair bun with his hand and shook his head hard, with long hair flowing and beautiful. It was impossible to tell that he had just been hit by an iron mace: "It's not a pity. This iron mace can be used to pretend to be a ghost during the Zhongyuan Festival. Junior sister, I've taken it away."

"Okay, this iron mace is my own, what do you have to say?" The girl looked at the burly man with a squint eyes.

The burly man finally came back to his senses, looked at the young man in a daze for a while, suddenly screamed with his face and fled.

"Junior sister, why are you here?" The young man finally turned his head and looked at the girl. At this moment, the girl was putting an iron mace on her head, sticking her tongue to make a face.

"Senior Brother, give it to me..." The girl put down the iron mace and suddenly remembered, "Ah, why did you forget it? Grandpa has something wrong! We met a big monster in the tea field to kill people. Grandpa went up to stop him. Who knew that he couldn't beat him at all, so he asked me to come to find you."
Chapter completed!