The mountain people were simple and hospitable. When they heard that the three of them wanted to cross the river east, they took a boat to the other side of the river without saying a word. When they were about to come, they also gave them a bunch of fresh river fish worn with willow branches.

The three of them looked back at the vast and majestic mountains, letting the breeze blow, and their tense nerves relaxed. When they recalled the experience of life and death in the past two days, it seemed like a different life.

Yin Lianlian murmured, "I won't go back in my life!" Every time she thought of the terrifying and disgusting old demon, she couldn't help but feel chills all over her body, as if there were ten thousand caterpillars crawling on her skin. Fortunately, she was in danger of being snatched by her skin.

The old demon cannot cross the abyss and cannot cause harm to the world.

Fu Jingtao let out a sigh of relief and said, "I hope Lu Shiba and others will kill each other and die in the demon cave. Don't chase after him." Lu Shiba was so humble that he would be willing to do so?

Maybe they are searching for their whereabouts all over the mountains.

Zhao Yanrong said: "The Qinling Mountains are vast and rare. Unless he has the magical power of predicting the future, it is impossible to find us."

Fu Jingtao reminded: "You two must be careful of blood refining sect seeking revenge in the future!"

Zhao Yanrong smiled and said, "I'm not afraid! Do those demons dare to make trouble in Tokyo?"

Yin Lianlian frowned slightly. Her appearance was too beautiful and was the focus of the crowd wherever she went. If Lu Shiba arrived, it would be troublesome. At present, it is not advisable to travel a long distance back to Lingnan to avoid the limelight.

Let’s talk about it.

At that time, a piece of open space was chosen by the river. Fu Jingtao was responsible for killing fish and removing gills. The two girls were responsible for collecting dry grass and dry firewood, and began to grill the fish. Fu Jingtao was an expert in the art of roasting it on a low heat, and the wooden rack kept flipping.

Make sure the fish skin is burnt but not black, and the scent emits mouth-watering.

Zhao Yanrong looked at Fu Jingtao with quick hands and feet, his eyes were tender and tender. Fortunately, he sacrificed his life to protect him, otherwise how could he pass through a series of dangerous obstacles? Suddenly he smiled and said, "Junior brother, after you participated in the opening ceremony of the Qingyun List, stay here.

Is the capital good? If you want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious service, you can choose the position in the imperial guards. If you want to take the career of officialdom to benefit the people, I can arrange for you to become a disciple of the Great Confucian scholar and then recommend it to an official in two years."

In short, the Princess of the Song Dynasty is willing to repay your life-saving kindness, and you can choose the path of civil servants and military generals.

Yin Lianlian laughed and said, "When can the princess be granted a title in private?"

Zhao Yanrong was too lazy to pay attention to her and said with a smile: "Junior brother, how do you choose?"

Fu Jingtao sighed: "Senior sister, you promise to be a high-ranking official and generous salary. Could it be that I want to serve the work of a lot of people?"

Zhao Yanrong shook his head and said, "You misunderstood. You saved my life many times and repeatedly, and exposed Liu Qingyi's rebellion conspiracy, and made great contributions both public and private. Rewards and punishments are the same in ancient and modern times. Could it be that my great Song Dynasty would be stingy

Reward the heroes?”

Fu Jingtao pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I understand the princess's intentions. But I have no intention of being rich and prosperous, and I do not intend to stay in the capital for a long time."

Zhao Yanrong said: "Why? Are you reluctant to part with Lingyun Peak?"

Fu Jingtao said seriously: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child and am determined to step onto the top of martial arts. I have shed so much blood and sweat for this. I finally entered the Wusheng Temple to study Xuanyuan's unique knowledge through the inner gate competition, and only learned a little bit of fur.

How can I give up halfway? After three or five years and after I have achieved success in my studies, I may slowly appreciate the mystery and prosperity of the capital."

"Three years and five years? Is martial arts practice that important?" Zhao Yanrong bit his lower lip lightly, and his disappointment was beyond words.

Fu Jingtao said: "I am a warrior, so I naturally have to pursue the ultimate martial arts. Power and money are all over the world for me. I will not bring you life or death, and there is no need to ask for it deliberately."

Yin Lianlian chuckled and said, "Fallen flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless!"

Zhao Yanrong's face turned slightly red and she glared at her fiercely: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute! Hey, you are left with my junior brother without any name. What are your plans?"

Yin Lianlian said coldly: "Hmph, you don't care about my business!"

Fu Jingtao was one big and two big. He hurriedly stuffed one of the roasted river fish and said with a smile: "Try my skills quickly, and you'll be able to hurry up if you're full."

Both girls were hungry and bit a small bit of the browned fish skin. The fish meat was white and tender, steaming hot, and they praised in unison: "Good skills!" They bit the fish meat in small mouths, and did not forget to maintain an elegant demeanor.

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Fu Jingtao didn't have so much concern. He picked up the grilled fish and ate it voraciously, even chewing the fish head without any shredded meat left.

After eating the grilled fish, Fu Jingtao went to the river to pick up water and washed his face happily, washing away the remaining blood stains. Looking at the face reflected on the river, his heart suddenly moved, as if something important was ignored by him.

It's right.

What exactly is it?

Suddenly, a lightning flashed across his mind. Before his death, Wu Li used the magic of disintegration of the demon, forcing the innate realm, coagulated blood into a ball, and blasted him!

Now that I think about it carefully, Wu Li's behavior is extremely strange. Isn't it stupid to face Xiao Hen but he is distracted from attacking others? But on the other hand, will the person who is qualified to compete with Xiao Hen be a fool? Of course not!

Wu Li won the title of "Blood Demon King" not only because of his high martial arts skills and cruel means, but also because of his cunning and wise nature and ability to lead the demons. How could such a hero do meaningless things

?

Fu Jingtao clenched his fists secretly and smiled at the two girls, "I'm dirty and smelly, and I can't stand it anymore. You can wait for me for a while, and I'll go back."

Zhao Yanrong didn't expect him to have him: "Go and go back!"

Fu Jingtao went forward alone, searched a shallow river bay, untied his clothes. He saw that the skin on his limbs, chest and abdomen were covered with dense purple-black squad dots, which were the marks left by Wu Li Demon's blood.

!These purple and black spots cannot be wiped off with water, and they cannot be eliminated no matter how hard they are rubbed. They actually soaked into the depths of their skin, making him look as hideous as a demon.

The Demon Sect exhausts all the evils of human nature and has many incredible and vicious methods. Is Wu Li's death strike the Demon Sect the blood-transforming demon technique?

So what is "demon-type"? Does it mean to attract people? Strong uneasiness surges into my heart, but I can't help but don't know how to resolve this vicious curse. It would be great if Luo Ming was by my side, so I can ask her for advice on the demon

The secret of the clan.

Thump! A stone suddenly dropped into the water, and Zhao Yanrong's cry came from his ears: "Go away quickly, the enemy will appear!"

Fu Jingtao glanced up and saw soldiers emerging from the woods across the river one after another, wearing iron armor, holding swords and guns, forming long lines of troops, rushing towards the small fishing village quickly. It was Liu Qingyi's subordinates! It seemed that for the sake of encirclement,

By blocking Zhao Yanrong and winning the initiative, Liu Qingyi sent troops into the mountainous areas and controlled every river crossing site.

If the three of them crossed the river half an hour later, they would inevitably have to go through a bloody battle.
Chapter completed!