The village elder went into the mountains overnight to attract bandits.

Chen Feng was confined to his feet wearing shackles.

Yan Zhengchun's man was killed by him.

How could the soul in the Luoshou Demonic Envoy escape?

Cao Guangxiao personally concealed his soul and threw it to Chen Feng. He said "Make up for the mistakes" without expression, and never looked at him directly.

Chen Feng knew that this was Cao Guangxiao deliberately alienating himself in order to avoid suspicion.

Chen Feng can even imagine.

How will Yan Zhengchun's inferiority be described in the letter sent by Cao Guangxiao Feige to Kyoto Soul-Shenzhen Department?

However, all of this has nothing to do with him.

Chen Feng slept in the haystack, with green grass stuffed into his nostrils to prevent the smell of artemisia.

He was smelling the snoring one after another in his ears, and was looking through the rewards and life given by the Yin-Yang Book by the Soul Yan Zhengchun.

Yan Zhengchun’s life is not worth a book.

The only place worth mentioning.

This guy was exactly what Chen Feng expected.

He privately called Lin Xiaomu and sold some confidential archives of the Soul-Suppressing Department to the other party at a low price.

What does Lin Xiaomu want the terrain map of the Soul-Superior Division do? Chen Feng muttered to himself, complaining in his heart... Are you, Lin Xiaomu, afraid that one day you will be detained by the soul and will not be able to escape from prison like a soul?

As for the Soul-Superior Tomb Bo, how can it be mixed with the small flag of the Demon-Slaying Hall?

The records in the Yin-Yang Book are also very clear.

Working in the Soul-Secretary Department, Lin Xiaomu dedicates his favor to him, gives him a beautiful woman several times, and also enjoys a girl with him. This fake brother-in-law made Yan Zhengchun take him as his confidant.

I won’t say it, I won’t say it anymore, I’ll pass it.

Anyway, Yan Zhengchun is extremely disrespectful to women and is not to cherish death.

The reward given by the Yin-Yang Book is also very unique to Yan Zhengchun:

"The soul weight is three taels and seven cents, three stars of quality, rewarding desire."

A low-quality skill that is cheap to use.

Judging from that explanation, it can mobilize people's deepest desires, and only my mind is full of slap, pushing a cart, sitting on lotus...

When facing the enemy, if you accidentally hit this thing, you will feel a little unbearable to look at it.

The fate judgment of the Yin and Yang Book for Yan Zhengchun is:

"If this life fails, brothers will do their own things at a loss. Although the ancestors' property must be slightly established, they will not be clear when they come."

This is a life of wealth and a rare fortune. Just the dirty behavior of Yan Zhengchun, a dead woman, is it strange that he can be rich and noble in his life. Even this person, who has not died of syphilis, is considered to be lucky.

The judgment ends, followed by the image of the picture album.

A person who was burnt to the point of being unnatural, had a hideous and distorted face, had black smoke all over his body, and had a scattered skin and black bones.

Three words on the side: Desire and Fire Demon.

There is a line of small words below to explain: Desire burns the body, is confused and confused, and is confused.

What an explanation, it was a vague sense of teasing. As expected, the toothpick that only used the lower body to think, and the Yin-Yang Book was a bit unbearable.

After getting the reward, after getting a life.

Chen Feng blew the night wind, leaned against the haystack, raised his legs, and sank under his feet. Only then did he remember that there were shackles on his feet.

He smiled bitterly, put his hands behind his head, looked up at the stars in the sky, and could not fall asleep for a long time.

"Silly girl, are you okay? I've been separated for several days and missed your dark food. Does Xiaosang still like to squat on the jujube tree to pretend to be worried about mulberry? Have you eaten those two fish? If I don't eat them, wait for me to come back to make sushi for you. How are the two brothers and sisters in the Yan family doing? Do you often go to the bamboo forest to visit Ge Ailan and Aunt Xue and others..." Chen Feng kept imagining, and from when, the people and things in the courtyard became indispensable elements in his life. In this Dashun Dynasty, he also slowly realized the feeling of home.

The family who plays funny and plays, make friends from three or five, like-minded colleagues, and trivial neighbors... aren't these just life? Chen Feng is still satisfied with it now.

If it weren't for the business trip to sleep on a haystack and feeding mosquitoes, I would be even more satisfied.

Chen Feng shook his feet, and the anklets touched the light sound. Amid the sounds of the anklets, it was like... the soul-detaining messenger dragged the ghost, and even the sound of insects in the middle of the night was so scared that they were much quieter.

"Fight for another five breaths, never stop until death." Chen Mingting beside him spoke in his sleep, straightened his back and stood up with a loud voice, and then fell asleep slowly in a daze.

The scared capitalist jumped... Chen Feng murmured, kicked Chen Mingting with his foot, and Ou Julian's leg was put on again.

The guy smacked his lips, arched his body, gnawing on the grassroots in his mouth, and he was so silly that he didn't know what he dreamed of.

These two silly brothers, one on the left and the other on the right, said they were responsible for protecting themselves, for fear that Yan Zhengchun's soul-squeezer stabbed Chen Feng in the back, but they slept like a dead pig. Whoever stabbed him would not be sure who would protect him.

...

In the forest east of the village.

The bandits with the sound-forbidden grass in their mouths and the horseshoe wrapped in cloth came out quickly.

One column, two columns, three columns... There are more than a dozen columns. It is estimated that the number of people is more than three hundred.

"Ma Le'er, are you sure the other party has only about fifty people?"

Malaer is the old bandit in Xiangshui Village.

He interjected: "I counted the third and fourth masters, and I did it really. I arranged the food they had in the afternoon."

The third head of the family is in the summer, wrapped in half of the animal leather jacket, half of the arm tendon, and a hedgehog head tattooed on his arm. He slapped the machete on his hand, raised his hand and yelled at the fourth head of the family: "Old Si, I'll take the lead and chop him up."

The person called the fourth child is a female, with a slim figure, thin and short, and is only as tall as the waist of the third leader.

She was wearing a feather hat, and looking at the tassel, it seemed that she was still a crow's tail feather.

She slimly held her hand and poked it on the waist of the third head. Her charming voice, with a smoke-seeing sound, was very inconsistent, "Cut, chop you, a big-headed ghost, the soul-controlling department, it's too late to hide, you really treat people as those who are robbed on weekdays?"

The third head of the army thrust his waist and smiled with a machete, "What are you afraid of? Today is different from the past. Not only is the support of the immortal family from the Four Sacred Mountains, but also the treasure given by the distinguished guest."

"Don't be too proud, after all, the Soul-Staying Department is not a fuel-efficient lamp." The Fourth Headman waved his hand, as if he was full of confidence in the treasure given by the distinguished guest who was talking to the Third Headman. "So, I'm so maggot, take my brothers to plunder some refugees, villagers and other cannon fodders, and you agreed in person. Erya has to send the cottage to my brothers as a wife."

The village elder looked bitter. Erya was the youngest granddaughter in the family. She was underage. She drove the tiger and swallowed the wolf. She didn't take revenge before and led the wolf into the house. She was worried about it. Not only did she compensate the villagers in the village, but she even sold her granddaughter to the thief's nest.

I have been a bandit for so long, but I still don’t know the nature of a bandit?

Deserve it.

From the village elder stepping onto the land of Chouqi Ridge, it is destined to be a business of fighting with tigers.

The bandits are not like the ones they play in TV dramas. They ride horses and chop and burn, create panic, and take advantage of the chaos.

The two leaders knew that they were not ordinary people, and they also knew that they were hostages of refugees and that the villagers would let those who were in the official status be afraid of being afraid of them.

Three hundred bandits did not enter the village at the same time.

Several directions quietly closed.

The two leaders, who were leading dozens of cavalry thieves by the forest, hid without sending them. It has to be said that the person who could be favored by the immortals of the Four Sacred Mountains and chose to make horses was quite good.

People in the Soul-Suppressing Department deal with resentful souls every day, and people do not grow up by eating a good meal.

The reason I chose to stay overnight in the threshing farm.

Cao Guangxiao was fully considered.

This terrain is broad and has a good view, while the other is flat, which makes it convenient for formation.

The bandits who attacked at night had just entered the village and were preparing to plunder the people as cannon fodder.

This triggered the soul chain at the head of the village.

The soul-suppressing envoy was on duty at night and immediately sounded the alarm bell.

The Soul-Suppressing Division's people who were sleeping in harmony woke up, and the person was still lying down, and all the swords were rubbed out of the sheath.

Chen Feng was so shocked that he got up from the alarm bell that he was thrusting his feet and almost sprained his ankle.

He immediately didn't care about the ban on foot. As soon as he opened his legs, he broke his anklet with two bangs.

Chen Feng raised his foot and the iron ball behind his foot became a meteor hammer in his hand with the chain.

Then torches rose everywhere, and the threshing ground was illuminated like daytime.

"Who attacked the camp?" Ou Julian raised his waist and had eyes hanging on the corners of his eyes. He looked around and was on guard, not sure why.

"Protect my brother, his legs and feet...uh, who attacked the camp?" Chen Mingting pressed Chen Feng's shoulder, instinctively trying to protect him behind him. He looked down at his feet and ignored the fact that the anklet was broken. He responded to Ou Julian's words.

Seeing that the bandits were found, they simply stopped sneaking their eyes. The torches all over the mountains lit up and roared forward.

A small number of them entered the village to grab them, and most of them attacked the threshing ground.

Before the bandits arrived, they first threw a torch.

Hundreds of torches directly burned the threshing ground into a sea of ​​fire.

This is their usual trick, first create panic, then use the advantage of the number of people to kill the opponent.

However, this group of bandits met not ordinary people tonight.

Under the leadership of Cao Guangxiao, the Soul-killing Envoy was not the kind of people who scattered and fled in panic.
To be continued...