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Thick blood dripped on the snow.

Sima Yang's eyes were congested, and a violent pain swept across his body like a tide, causing his facial features to be distorted.

The vitality of blood-changing warriors is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

But at this moment, he hated his powerful vitality, which made him die but not die.

“Ah~”

In the night jungle, Sima Yang's screams were heard, and the bandits who could not see finally collapsed and fled.

Until this point, they did not even see who their enemies were or where they were.

But I didn't care at all. In fear, I didn't even dare to look back.

"Miscellaneous!"

Sima Yang lowered his head and roared: "If you have the guts, kill me!"

call!

Yu Yang took back his palm and let the blood slide from his arm:

"Half a year ago, have you intercepted a team of officials from Black Mountain City?"

The physical vitality of a blood-changing warrior is certainly beyond ordinary people, but if he hadn't wanted to kill, even if he had a dragon elephant body, his heart would not be able to survive for a moment.

The only reason I keep my hands is naturally for the sake of the old man.

"Hahaha."

Sima Yang smiled and looked up, ferocious and ferocious:

"Grandpa killed a lot of officials, so how could I remember so clearly? Why, I was killed by me? Ah!"

With a casual blow, Sima Yang knelt on the ground, Yang Yu looked cold:

"The long night is long, we have time, let's talk slowly!"

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From the east to the sun, the sky gradually becomes brighter.

By the time Yang Yu returned to Poison Dragon Town, Zhao Qing and others had already returned, with blood on their bodies still left with the breath of killing.

"Sima Yang?"

When Zhao Qing saw Yang Yu walk into the restaurant, he was very surprised:

"You guy is so lucky. They have spread more than ten ways, but you caught the biggest one?"

"Big leader..."

In the corner of the restaurant, several blood-stained bandits shook their bodies and whined.

"Excuse me."

The other Jinyiwei were also amazed.

On the night, more than ten bandits fled in dispersion. Although they had gained something, they were unable to catch the big fish.

A dozen people gathered together to capture four leaders of the Poison Dragon Village.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yu actually captured Sima Yang. His luck was a little better.

"It's just luck."

Yu Yang shook his head slightly.

This is not luck.

"You're too dark. Hurry up, apply some medicine and don't let him die."

Seeing that Sima Yang's breath was faint, Zhao Qing shook his head repeatedly and asked his subordinates to take food and injury medicine for him to hold his life.

"I have obtained the martial arts skills in one sect."

Several Jinyiwei were envious.

Sima Yang is a big fish, and they almost all left for Sima Yang last night.

Unfortunately, the terrain is complicated and the sky is dark, so it is difficult for them to tell which bandits in the mountains are Sima Yang.

After chatting with several Jinyiwei, he asked the shopkeeper who was huddling in the corner to boil some hot water. Only then did Yu Yang return to the room with a tired look on his face.

"Old man..."

Close the door, Yang Yu's tiredness faded away, and sadness flashed in his eyes.

Sima Yang's bones were hard enough, but he still pried open his mouth.

But although he received a lot of other valuable information, he didn't ask what he wanted to know the most.

As the leader of the Poison Dragon Village, Sima Yang rarely takes people down the mountain to rob.

He vaguely remembered that a leader led a team to intercept a team of officials in Pinglongshan half a year ago, but that's all.

He didn't know which cliff to go and which day to go.

"Customer..."

The waiter opened the door, carried hot water in, nodded and poured the hot water, and arranged the wine and food.

Just as he was about to retreat, he was called by Yang Yu again.

"Cheer?"

The waiter shook his body and smiled all over his face.

"My second brother, do you remember another team of officials who escorted the prisoners half a year ago passed by?"

Yu Yang took off his blood-stained coat, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it to the waiter.

By the way, I described the appearance of Wang Fobao and the old man to him.

"this…"

The waiter took the silver and his fear suddenly decreased by half. He thought hard:

"Our village is a must-pass place to Qingzhou. There are quite a few officials who escort prisoners. According to what you said, is the leader who takes the lead the surname Wang?"

"good!"

Yang Yu's eyes were slightly bright.

"I only heard that they were targeted, and I don't know much about the others."

The waiter answered nervously:

"In fact, if the passerby fails to pay the full amount of money, they will probably be targeted. Moreover, even if they pay it, many of them will still be targeted..."

"so…"

Yang Yu was not disappointed, but asked the waiter to find someone familiar with the nearby mountain roads, mainly "Pinglong Mountain".

I started changing my clothes myself.

After killing overnight, he was very nervous. Although he was in danger, he was really tired. After several fights, he also suffered some secret injuries in his body.

Soaked in hot water, Yang Yu closed his eyes slightly and pondered the previous interrogation.

Sima Yang did not occupy Nanshan for a long time, but the forces behind him were mixed, and the families of the three nearby prefectures and even Qingzhou were people.

For the purpose of the black iron ore in the Nanshan Mountains.

The value of black iron is ten times that of gold, and the other metals that are accompanied by are also extremely valuable. Nanshan is of great value in the eyes of some people.

However, the forests in the south are densely covered with peaks and many miasma and poisonous fog. Not to mention large-scale mining, even small-scale mining will be accompanied by huge casualties.

Because of this, Qingzhou Prefecture Yamen and Qingzhou Army gave up here.

But this is not a problem for these bandits in Dulong Village, and they don’t care about any casualties at all.

"According to Sima Yang, there are at least a dozen companies. During these years, they have transported refugees to Nanshan every year... from hundreds to thousands.

By the way, exchange for precious metals such as black iron."

Yang Yu's eyes flashed.

The miasma in Nanshan is extremely fierce. Even if a warrior who has changed his blood, his internal organs will rot and die in a few years. Ordinary people will die without any life when they enter.

Not to mention these pale and thin refugees, even normal people may not survive for half a year.

Sima Yang was very clear about the person behind him, but he would rather die than give out what the specific identity of those forces were.

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After the change, Yang Yu was swallowing the pills and recuperating, the door was knocked again.

The voice of an Jinyiwei sounded from outside the door:
To be continued...