The First Cause of All Realms

A cold wind arrived overnight, followed by heavy snow.

It seemed like only one night, the snow inside and outside the Montenegro was already white, everything was silent, and the world was desolate.

The sunset is on the west mountain, and there are no insects and birds singing under the night, and it becomes more and more cold.

woohoo~

The wind was black and the wind was high, and the vegetation trembled.

Yang Yu's body was up and down, and the civet cat seemed to be walking through the bushes. At a certain moment, he fell down.

Not far away, there is a light flickering.

Vaguely, you can see a very scribbled cottage, with bandits patrolling both inside and outside.

"It's heavily guarded..."

Yang Prison is not in a hurry.

Hidden behind a big tree, he took out an iron bead and swallowed it with a snow ball to restore his physical strength.

The difficulties in suppressing bandits have always been, firstly, that officials are not conscientious, and soldiers are not doing their best, and secondly, that the mountain road is bumpy and there are more traps, making it difficult to move forward.

However, Wang Wu seems to have an extremely detailed map, so the latter is naturally not a problem.

As for the former, Wang Wushen took the lead, and every time he took the first shot, and finally stopped, plus the reward of pulling out the six doors, naturally there was no problem.

Six doors are much more generous than Liu Wenpeng.

The head of an ordinary bandit is worth three taels of silver, and the one with blood exchanged is as high as fifty taels.

In Montenegro, there is not much of anything, but there are many bandits!

In half a month, Yang Prison cut off at least dozens of heads, and in exchange for silver, it was more than 200 taels, and this was not even counting the thieves.

However, there is only Yang Yu, and it would be good to have a third of the other blood-changing warriors.

His blood exchange progress is not high compared to others, but in this winter's mountain, he is the most durable.

none of them!

"It is said that the stronghold of the Liansheng Sect has already taken shape. I have to seize the opportunity. It is best to pull this stockade, otherwise, there will be no chance..."

Feeling the warm air in his body, Yang Yu calculated.

One fight, three years of merit!

In the end, in martial arts, you need to fight with real swords and spears in order to find mistakes and make progress.

For Yang Prison, this is as important as silver.

After half a month of fighting, not only did he make a lot of progress in martial arts both internally and externally, he even made progress in changing blood.

He guessed that the medicinal liquid he soaked in the body before was not fully digested.

"No hurry, no hurry..."

Although he thought about this cottage, Yang Yu did not act rashly, but swallowed the iron beads to restore his physical strength.

Waiting for the time.

This wait is more than an hour.

At night, when the sky was darkest and people were most likely to feel sleepy, he shook off the snow on his body and strode towards the main entrance of the cottage.

He has been staring at this stockade for a long time, and he has long been familiar with the layout outside.

He even knew how many people there were in the stockade.

Of course, this information was not easy to come by. He at least killed more than a dozen bandits in this stockade before he came up with a generally clear information.

……

Snapped!

Building a scribbled cottage lobby, there was a roar of smashing and smashing:

"Ah! Deceiving people too much! Rats deceive people too much!"

A few minions in front of the door were too excited to come out.

This is not the first time the Zhaizhu has gotten angry.

In the past half a month, the bottles and jars in the 'Juyitang' were almost smashed clean.

In the spacious lobby, the bonfire is burning, and the aroma of barbecue is overflowing.

Many mountain bandits stopped nibbling on meat and looked up carefully.

There were two men and one woman sitting on the three large chairs wrapped in tiger skins. At this time, a man with a long beard glared angrily in the middle of the chair.

The minion who knelt down was trembling with fright, and his face was pale.

"It hurts your body so much, big brother, you better stop."

Under the thin red veil, the woman was as delicate as a snake, leaning halfway against the big man, soothing his anger.

"I believed in Montenegro only when I was blinded by lard! Originally, the prison robbery suffered heavy casualties. How dare you issue a wanted and reward people in the yamen!"

Han Lian slapped the handrail, his anger still lingering.

"Since ancient times, bandits have not fought against officials. If you want me to tell you, you shouldn't have taken that post from Montenegro! They can't protect themselves, so why bother with this muddy water?"

On the left hand, the slightly feminine man said sharply:

"In my opinion, it will be more beneficial for us to let this gang kill Montenegro!"

"Second child!"

Han Yan's face sank, and the feminine man immediately stopped talking.

"Get off!"

Han Yan shook off the woman who was lying on top of him, panting like a cow:

"This tone, I will endure it!"

"The boss is wise."

The feminine man was about to say something when he heard a commotion outside. Before he could be summoned, a minion rushed into the lobby in a panic.

"Enemies, there are enemies!"

The scoundrel was full of panic.

"what?!"

All the bandits in the hall stood up and looked up in anger.

Sure enough, the wine bowl was smashed to pieces with a 'pop'. Han Lian laughed angrily, his beard twitching like straw:

"Too much deception, too much deception!"

Han Yan was furious!

After receiving the message from the Black Mountain thief that he went out to besiege the gang, not only the people he sent were wiped out, but also the dead one after another in half a month.

He gave up trying to find the place, but this group of arresters actually came to the door? !

"etc!"

The feminine man stopped Han Lian and asked sharply, "How many people are here? Is that Wang Wu leading the charge?!"

"Wang Wu..."

Hearing the name~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Han Li felt a basin of cold water covering his head and feet, from head to toe.

Half a month ago, he had seen Wang Wu show his power from a distance.

Thirteen stockades, dispatched more than 150 strong men to ambush and kill, but no one thought that they were almost killed.

The most vicious among them is Wang Wu.

This out-of-county headhunter was full of qi and blood. Wherever he went, there were only dead and no injuries, even a few leaders who had changed blood were easily beaten to death.

If this person knocks at the door, what's the point?

"No, it shouldn't!"

The woman in red gauze was also pale.

She once saw Wang Wu show his power and slap the head of a blood-changing warrior under the crotch with one palm, which is no longer something they can deal with.

"Ah, no, yes..."

The scoundrel was so frightened that his whole body trembled when he was stared at it like this, and he answered hastily:

"It's not Wang Wu, looking at the figure, it seems that it is the little thief who killed our brother before!"

"That little thief?!"

As soon as he was timid, Han Lian's anger rose again. He was about to step, but was stopped by the feminine man.

Involuntarily turned around and glared at "Second child!"

"How many people came?"

The feminine man asked again.

The rogue swallowed his saliva, a little uncertain: "It seems, there seems to be only one."

"A person?!"

Han Lian spurted hot air from his nostrils, and a flick of his hand pushed the feminine man away, angered, and strode out.

The bandits in the lobby were either startled or suspicious, but they went out anyway.

"Really, is there really only one person?"

Going up to the gate of the village, the feminine man carefully swept the surroundings and looked at the front of the mountain gate in disbelief. There seemed to be a childish figure, and he was a little dazed:

"Did he come to die?"

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