The demon bats are bloodthirsty and will attack the villages every early autumn. I didn’t expect that before this summer, the demon bats will come. The villages that the demon bats have hit will be sucked dry, regardless of poultry or livestock. Han Yun once saw the tragic phenomenon of people in the village being sucked dry by demon bats, and their shriveled and pale faces are full of fear.

"Your Madam must take a cushion even if he dies!" The spear in his hand pierced out like lightning, piercing the flesh wings of a demon bat, and piercing it on the ground with all his might.

The other demon bats took the opportunity to pounce on him, and Han Yun closed his eyes in despair.

At this moment, a loud crane chirping suddenly came from the sky, and eight white giant birds swept down from the sky. The demon bats screamed and four fled. They ran slowly and were immediately killed by sharp swords. In a short while, the demon bats ran away completely.

I saw eight big white birds lightly folded their wings and landing, proudly tilted their long necks and wandering around, like victorious generals. Eight heroic young men and women jumped off the big bird.

"Hey, black boy, have you seen a man in a black cloak pass by?" A girl in blue walked up to her face with a arrogant look. She seemed to be the leader of this group of people, and she looked very beautiful. Han Yun couldn't help frowning, secretly displeased in her heart, but these people were all majestic and had a long sword on their backs, so she was probably not very good-looking.

"Black boy, haven't you heard you ask?" A handsome boy in white next to him shouted, and a murderous aura rose on his face. Han Yun cursed the little white face inwardly, but a silly smile appeared on his face, and shook his head and said, "I didn't see it!"

"Hmph! It turns out he is a big stupid person!" The girl in blue cursed disdainfully, took out a jade talisman from her arms and threw it on the ground, and said coldly: "Pick it up!"

Han Yun was stunned. Could this woman be a lunatic?

"Pick it up! Didn't you hear it?" The handsome boy reached out and held it on the sword handle, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Han Yun's face turned dark and he stared at the handsome boy with anger, tightening his hand holding the spear.

The handsome young man was furious and was about to cut Han Yun into two sections with one sword. A ball of red smoke exploded in the distant sky, condensed in the air for a long time.

"It was Uncle Xin who discovered the situation. Go quickly!" The eight people quickly stepped on their mounts and soared into the air. The girl in blue pointed at Han Yun and shouted coldly: "Let's spare your life today. If you see someone in a black cloak passing by, smash the jade slip immediately!" With an unrefused arrogance in her tone, she turned around and flew towards the direction of the fireworks. That direction was the side of the river.

The handsome young man sat on his mount and glared at Han Yun with fierce eyes, turning around and chasing the girl in blue.

Han Yun spat lightly and cursed, "What's the matter!" He raised his feet and was about to slash the jade slip. Suddenly he stopped and picked up the jade slip. He saw that the jade slip was exquisitely crafted, with two swords engraved on one side, and the words "Xuan Lan" on the other side.

Zhiga! Uncle Lin poked his head out of the crack in the door and looked around. When he saw that it was safe, he felt relieved to open the door. Sage ran out first.

"Brother Yun!" There were still crystal tears in his eyes. Han Yun couldn't help but feel moved, but a bright smile appeared on his face and said, "Why are you crying? Isn't Brother Yun okay?" He said and patted his strong chest.

Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin also came out at this time.

"Thank God, Brother Yun is fine!" Aunt Lin clasped her hands together and said with lingering fear. Han Yun handed the jade slip in his hand to Uncle Lin and said, "Uncle Lin, what is this?"

Lin Han is a teacher in this village and is also a respected figure in the village. Han Yun also knew him. Lin Han and his wife only got a daughter in middle age, namely Lin Jin'er, nicknamed Yao Cai. They are so precious that they have long decided to recruit a son-in-law to support their children and see them off. It just so happened that Han Yun was diligent and clever, and Yao Cai liked to get involved with him. The two of them had long designated Han Yun as their future son-in-law, so they also took special care of Han Yun.

Lin Han took the jade slip and looked over and shook his head, "Uncle Lin really doesn't recognize this thing, but I heard that there is an immortal cultivation sect called Xuanlan Sect in the vast mountains northeast of our village. It's just that monsters are rampant in those places, with thorns growing, and roots are nowhere to be feasible, which is not something that we mortals can reach!"

"Xuanlan Sect?" Han Yun said to himself. It seemed that those people just now should be from Xuanlan Sect.

Whoosh! A man and a woman stepped on the flying sword and broke through the air. The two looked around forty years old. The man smiled very well, and the woman's face was as heavy as water, as if people all over the world owed her money.

The two of them came to Han Yun and others and put their swords on the ground. The man smiled and said, "Did you see a man wearing a black cloak riding a big green bird flying by?"

Han Yun then came to his senses from the horror. The two of them were able to fly in the sky with their swords. It was so shocking that Han Yun's heart was greatly shaken, and both eyes emitted light.

"Bold!" The ice woman raised her hand and shot out two ice cones and stabbed Han Yun's eyes. The middle-aged man hurriedly brushed his sleeves and swept the ice cone down.

Han Yun was scared and sweated coldly. This woman was so cruel. Isn’t it just a glance! The woman with a cold face looked slightly angry and said coldly: “Liu Ren, what do you mean?”

The middle-aged man laughed with a smile and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, these are ordinary ordinary people, why bother to get angry!"

Zhang Ping snorted coldly, stretched out her right hand, and the jade slip in Lin Han's hand flew to her.

"Hmph! The people from Xuanlan Sect have been here, so they must not take the initiative. Where did they go?" The last sentence was said to Lin Han. Lin Han couldn't help but shivered and hesitated. I don't know how to answer. The woman's eyebrows stood up and murderous aura appeared on her body.

"They are heading over there!" The sparrow huddled behind Han Yun and pointed to the direction where the eight people had flew away, and said crisply. The ice woman saw the sparrow that had a small head exposed from behind Han Yun, and suddenly her eyes lit up as if she had discovered some rare treasure.

"What do you want to do?" Han Yun held the sprouts vigilantly and protected the sprouts behind him. This woman gave Han Yun a very bad impression and hurts people's lives at any time.

"Get out!" Han Yun brushed his right hand, and Han Yun felt a huge force sweeping over, and his body involuntarily fell out to the side and rolled out far away on the ground.

Han Yun got up and was about to rush back and fight to the death, but the ice woman laughed wildly: "It turned out to be the heavenly water spirit root. There is the heavenly water spirit root in this place! Haha..."

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Zhang!" Liu Ren, who was standing beside him, showed a look of jealousy in his eyes.

Bacai pulled back the hand that was pinched by Zhang Ping in horror, ran to Han Yun, and said with concern: "Brother Yun, are you okay?" Han Zong wiped the corner of his mouth and shook his head and said: "I'm fine!"

Zhang Ping turned to Lin Han and his wife and said, "Is this girl your daughter?"

Lin Han and his wife nodded with fear and said, "It's the little girl!"

"From now on, she will be a formal disciple of my Shuiyue Sect!" After saying that, she flashed. Before Han Yun could react, the sprouts had already been carried into the sky by her.

"Dad, mom, Brother Yun... wow... let me go! Bad guy!" Yaocai struggled desperately, and Lin Han and his wife realized.

"Jin'er..." Aunt Lin fainted as soon as she shouted. Lin Han chased her for two steps and saw her wife fall to the ground and run back. Han Yun's eyes were red and his feet were chasing her wildly, but how could her legs catch up with the flying sword? The trace of the fierce woman disappeared in just a few seconds.

Han Yun fell to the ground in depressed state, and a black thing fell from the sky and fell beside Han Yun. It was the black jade plaque that was put into the sprouts.

Han Yun was about to reach out to pick it up, but his eyes flashed. The jade plaque had already reached the hand of the middle-aged man named Liu Ren. Liu Ren looked at the jade plaque with a strange expression on his face, and then shook his head in disappointment.

Han Yun said coldly: "Have you seen enough?" Han Yun was in a terrible mood now.

"Hehe, boy, if someone else is gone, you will have ten lives left!" Liu Ren threw the black jade to Han Yun and said lightly: "That girl is attracted to by Shuiyue Sect, nothing will happen! But you are afraid that there will be no more meeting in this life. Keep this jade token as a souvenir!" After saying that, he sacrificed a flying sword under his feet and soared into the air.

Han Yun was shocked and got up and shouted loudly: "Why? Tell me why?"

"The way of heaven is vast, the world is endless, white clouds and dogs, a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the white hair of Zhaohua or the beauty is facing the lonely tomb..."

Liu Ren's figure disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds in the blink of an eye. Listening to this sing that seemed to be comprehensible, Han Yun held the black jade sign tightly, his palm was broken, and only three words "Shuiyue Sect" were left in his mind.

Han Yun finally comforted Aunt Lin and Uncle Lin, who were overly sad, and returned to his broken room with heavy steps. This was the only property left to him by Lao Cangtou.

Zhiga! The old door was pushed open with his hands, making a sound like a sore teeth. Han Yun stepped in in a daze, stepping on a soft thing, and couldn't help but be startled.

When he looked down, he found that it was a person. The man was covered in a large black cloak and lay on the ground motionless, as if he was dead. Han Yun thought of the jade slip at the first time. When he touched his waist, he only touched the long bottle. The jade slip was not on him.

Han Yun bent down and turned the man over. The man was very thin. Han Yun easily turned him over. The man's right bra had a hole in his right bra, and half of the cloak was wet. There was a pool of blood on the ground. When Han Yun saw that he was flipping like this, he felt relieved. This man was probably dead.

Han Yun pondered for a moment, but couldn't help but be curious. He carefully lifted up the hood of the cloak, revealing a sallow face, with two beards on his lips, and his eyebrows were very thin. Han Yun stretched out his fingers and pressed them to the side of the man's neck, and found that there was still a slight beating. The man was not dead yet. Han Yun withdrew his hand, twisted his fingers and put them under his nose and smelled it. His face was a little weird, and he said to himself: "This man's skin is so tender and smooth! He also applied fragrant powder." Han Yun felt a disgusting feeling.

Han Yun couldn't help feeling embarrassed at this time. The man was still alive. If he threw him out like this, it seemed a little unkind. At this time, the "erhu" actually moved his lips twice, and he shouted weakly in a hoarse voice: "Shui..."

Han Yun hurriedly took out the queuer teapot that he usually used as a teacup, and there was half a pot of cold water inside. Han Yun put the spout to the lips of "erhuzi".

Erhu Zi drank half a pot of cold water and then fell asleep again. Han Yun shook his head, leaned over and picked up "Erhu Zi" and walked to the place where he piled firewood and put it down, and said to himself: "It depends on your own luck!"

Han Yun, physically and mentally exhausted, walked back to his bamboo bed and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already sunset. He got up and checked the pulse of the man in black. It seemed to be more vigorous. He couldn't help but be amazed and flipped over the man's eyes. The only feeling was that the man's face seemed to be harder and rough.

Han Yun picked up the spear and went out. Soon after, he came back with two big grass carp. He seemed to be lucky. One was sent to Uncle Lin, and the other was stewed in a pot. After eating and drinking, he poured the remaining fish soup into the "erhuzi". After all this, Han Yun sat on the bed and became idle, wondering how the sprouts are now? What is the "Heavenly-level Water Spirit Root" mentioned by the evil woman?

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Chapter completed!