I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

　　 Qingzhou has many hills and few plains, except for a few large cities that are built on a few plains. Many other small towns and small villages are built on the hillside!

　　 Banpo Village.

　　 is a village built on a hillside with only 300 households with a population of more than 2,000.

　　 The lively village on weekdays is particularly deserted at this time, the house is closed, no children playing and playing in the past can be seen, and the farmland outside the village is also unattended.

　　 There are dozens of villagers’ homes with white cloth hanging on their doorsteps, and there is a faint sobbing sound.

　　 Dozens of villagers mourned together, leaving the village shrouded in a strange and terrifying atmosphere!

　　 "The village chief! Let's run away! If we don't leave, we will die!"

　　 Villager Liu Daniu looked terrified, his voice was a little trembling, and continued to persuade the old man in front of him.

　　 "The yamen must have given up on us. If we have agreed to move the rescuers, it has been five days and we still can't go back!"

"Now the situation is getting more and more serious. At first it was only Old Man Liu who was killed. Three people were killed on the second day and six people on the third day! Forty-three people have died tragically in just seven days! If this continues, our Banpo Village will continue. It's almost dead!"

　　 At this point, Liu Daniu collapsed on the ground with a bleak look. His third son was also killed last night.

The men around 　　 also looked gloomy and gloomy. The perpetrators came and went without a trace. These days they stayed vigil all night without any shadows, but there were still people killed in succession!

　　 and the deceased died in a terrible state, the blood of his whole body was absorbed, and some corpses were formed!

　　 The yamen arrested him quickly and took a look, his complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly left when he called out evildoers. Now he can't go back.

　　 The old village chief has an ugly face, and he has been so scared that he can't even sleep in the past few days.

　　 Easy to say, escape? Where to flee?

　　The ancestors have lived here for generations, reclaiming wasteland, and thriving. More than two thousand people, most of them are women, children, old and young! Drag the family to abandon the village, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive outside.

　　 And what really worries him is that this evildoer seems to have been eyeing them, there is no escape!

　　 The village chief was caught in a dilemma for a while. There were more than two thousand lives. If he went wrong, he would be wrong. What face does he have to see the ancestors and ancestors!

　　 hesitated again and again, he still made a decision and said to several people in the room:

"Liu San! You immediately go to the town to find a yamen, and ask them to send someone over again! Also, stick this notice at the gate of the city and seek out capable people and strangers. If we can get rid of the monsters, our Banpo Village will pay a lot of money. Thanks!"

　　 "It's the village head, I'll go right away!"

　　 A lean man took the notice and ran out quickly. Now time is life. If he can be quicker, a few people will die. No one knows if the next one will be his turn.

　　 "Liu Neng, you gather all the adult men, divide them into two teams, and work in shifts at night! Also, collect grease and make torches, which will illuminate the whole village at night!"

　　 After Liu Neng ran out, he walked slowly to the door, glanced at the gloomy sky, and sighed.

　　 "Three days, three more days. If it can't be solved, let's move away!"

　　...

　　 "Brother, the 13 southern states, why do we come to Qingzhou?"

　　 Liu Yiyi and Bai Jiange dressed in white are riding a dragon-scale horse side by side.

　　 This dragon-scale horse is covered with fine scales. It is said to have a trace of dragon's blood, worth a thousand dollars, can travel thousands of miles a day, and eat more than a dozen catties of raw meat in a solar eclipse, and most people can't support it.

　　 It's a pity that Qingzhou has many hills, and the dragon-scale horse is always a mortal beast, and it can't do it on the ground.

　　 Both of them are in the realm of the original birth, and they can't use the Royal Sword to fly for long distances.

　　 If you run into a monster and run out of true energy, wouldn’t you have to be slaughtered?

　　 So I can only use the dragon scale horse to travel. It is difficult for the dragon scale horse to take advantage of the speed in the terrain of Qingzhou, so Liu Yiyi asked like this.

　　 Bai Jiange smiled and said:

　　 "Senior sister, don’t be anxious, the traces of demons are hard to find, we just go to find it by ourselves, but also waste our efforts, it is better to travel all the way, wait for the Zongmen Feijian to pass on the book!"

　　 "As long as we are the closest to the monster, Feijian Chuanshu will naturally come to us."

　　 Speaking of this, Bai Jiange paused, then looked to the south and said:

　　 "Senior brother is indeed a little selfish. The southern part of Qingzhou is Yunzhou, and his home is in Baicheng, Yunzhou. After this time, the senior sister is willing to visit my Bai's house as a guest?"

　　 A trace of memory appeared in Bai Jiange's eyes as he said. It has been three or four years since he went back. I wonder if the mother is well? How is the eldest sister's life in the palace? How much taller did the younger brother grow?

　　 "Okay! Then I have to stay a few more days, the inside of the sect is too boring, but it's fun outside!"

　　 Liu's eyes lit up, and then she smiled. She grew up in the sect, and she went down the mountain a handful of times, staying only a few days each time.

　　 Just as the two continued to chat, a white light flashing like lightning suddenly appeared in the distant sky, rushing straight towards the two of them.

　　 Bai Jiange saw the white light, and his expression moved, saying that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would be here.

　　 Immediately pinched the sword art, the white light of the sword-shaped directly fell into his mind.

　　 "Eighty miles east-west direction, Banpo Village, Luoxia Town. Let's go, Senior Sister, I found the trace of the demon!"

　　 "Drive!" "Drive!"

　　 When the two arrived at Luoxia Town, they happened to see Liu San who was taking a dozen martial arts people and preparing to return to the village.

　　 was surrounded by a group of people watching the excitement, and Bai Donglin heard the whole story clearly when he moved his ear.

　　 The two who figured it out did not rush to contact Liu San, but went to the town inn to store the dragon scale horse first. This horse is really too eye-catching, without knowing the actual situation of the monster, so as not to startle the snake!

　　 Liu San was very excited, but he did not expect that this trip went so smoothly, and he found more than a dozen heroes! These people can split the stele and crack the stone easily, admiring Liu San who has never seen the world.

　　 Liu San felt that this time he would definitely be able to punish the murderer and avenge dozens of villagers!

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　　Bai Jiange and two people hang far behind, they don't plan to show up until they see the monster. The demons and ghosts are insidious and cunning, they might just slip away when they see the monks appear, and it will be difficult to find them then!

　　 Sword repair, what is important is that you must kill with one blow, leaving no room for it!

　　 Soon, a group of people arrived in Banpo Village, where they slaughtered chickens and sheep, and warmly welcomed the group of heroes!

　　 Bai Jiange did not enter the village. Instead, they carried the secret technique of gas storage and hid in the big tree outside the village, giving a panoramic view of the small village below.

　　 As night fell, and the banquet was over, the whole village soon fell into silence again, and every family closed their doors.

　　 The strong young men lit the huge grease torches one by one, and the whole village was illuminated brightly.

　　 Thirteen martial arts heroes sat cross-legged in the small square in the center of the village, surrounded by torches.

　　The villagers patrolling around nervously, the warriors who listened to the movement with bated breath, there was no other movement except the crackling of the grease torches.

　　 Bai Jiange on the tree has a panoramic view of this picture, holding the Yudu sword hilt in his right hand, in the Dantian Qi sea, the sword-shaped elementary fetus wears like a small fish, and can burst out terrifying attacks at any time!

　　Unarmed villagers, confident warriors, monsters waiting for opportunities, sword repairs holding long swords, constitute a peculiar picture.

　　 As time passed slowly, the atmosphere gradually became anxious and strange.

　　 Just when everyone's spirits are stretched to the extreme.

　　 A strange black mist drifted in along the shadows on the ground and went directly to the martial artist in the square.

　　 Bai Jiange's eyes lit up, it's counted!