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Chapter 11 The Murderer—Wu Xuan!
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The young man held his sword and white horse, like a white horse rushing into the mountain forest path, and gradually disappeared.

Qishan City belongs to Yuannan Prefecture, adjacent to Yuanshan Prefecture, and is located near the Huan River, a tributary of Wujiang River. Although it is a small mountain city, it is also a peaceful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there are few riots.

However, the plague of locusts in Yuanshan Prefecture led to a large influx of displaced refugees into Yuannan Prefecture, which also brought a large number of bandits, and it is unknown how many of them were converted by refugees.

Wu Xuan left the powerful Zhao's manor at this time because the chaos had already arrived in Qishan, he had to go home first and inform his fathers and villagers to strengthen vigilance.

Since I grew up nearby, I was familiar with the mountain environment, so I took a shortcut.

however.

After galloping for an hour, he witnessed a scene that made him angry.

at this time.

One of the villages near Qishan City, Huangjiaqu.

There were seven or eight corpses lying in the open space of the village, and one of them was only eleven or twelve years old, or half a child, but a piece of his head was missing...

The ground was bright red, and Wu Xuan's pupils constricted.

The fist involuntarily crushed to death.

He really doesn't understand why people can become so crazy in just five months...

Howling, crying, screaming, one after another!
The end of the paper is so shallow that I know that this matter must be carried out.

As soon as Wu Xuan raised his horse, he jumped into the Huangjiaqu from the small path. He often came here to play when he was a child, and he was very familiar with this place.

Seeing that he was harmed, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and even worried whether the same situation happened to Wujiagou.

suddenly.

I saw a skinny old man running in panic rushing out from the corner.

Dozens of ragged men followed behind, holding rakes, bamboo spears, hoes and other objects, with a white cloth tied around their arms.

These objects were covered in blood.

"Second Master Huang!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Wu Xuan quickly pulled him onto the horse.

The other party was startled at first, and when he saw that it was Wu Xuan, he said quickly.

"Xiaoxuan?? Let's go! The bandits are coming, go to the city to avoid disaster!"

Wu Xuan ignored it, squinted his eyes, jumped off the horse, looked at these greedy bandits, and let out a long sigh.

"It starts with you!"

Killing... It was his first time, but it was also the most serious time.

Wu Xuan, who has completed the three chapters of Xiantian Gong, has greatly improved his force value in the past six months. Even Qi Tieyi is not as good as him in terms of hard conditions.

Only in terms of experience, he may be better than him.

The rogues didn't care about him as a boy blocking the way, but drooled at the white horse.

"The young master from there, Bai Nennen, doesn't think that he can deal with us after learning a little three-legged cat kung fu."

"Boss, he is more beautiful than women, how about letting him taste our big roots?"

Wu Xuan's expression turned cold.

There was no wind in the black hair, and the violent internal energy gushed out from the body. The rogues only heard a tiger's roar, and their eyes were blinded by the shock, blood was overflowing from their ears and eyes, and they staggered and couldn't stand up.

In an instant, Wu Xuan stepped on the chain, taking three feet at a time.

As if wearing tiger-head gloves on both fists, he suddenly punched the rogue, and suddenly burst like tofu, splashing red and yellow all over the ground.

The stump was even hanging on the body of the rogue next to him.

On the other hand, Wu Xuan's inner energy was shaken, and he was not stained with a trace of blood!
With the cold eyes and such a scene, the rogues were scared out of their wits when they met a master. They wailed, dropped their weapons, turned around and ran away.

But his mind was frightened by Wu Xuan, and with the roar of the tiger before, he staggered and couldn't run fast at all.

Wu Xuan made three steps and made one step.

Catch up with three or two punches, and kill these rogues with one punch, and it's over within less than the time for a cup of tea.

The murderer - Wu Xuan!
Even Huang Erye was frightened. After half a year, the boy Wu from Wujiagou became a master of martial arts. He quickly got off his horse and shouted.

"Brother Wu, there are still many rogues on your second aunt's side, it's all up to you."

"Second Master Huang, wait for me for a moment."

Although it was the first time to kill someone, Wu Xuan didn't react at all. Instead, he enjoyed the exhilaration brought by violence, which made him wonder if he was born with a pervert...

Even so.

The chaos in Huangjiaqu was also quickly resolved by him.

An hour later, the dirty villagers of Huangjiaqu came out of their hiding corners, and felt great sympathy when they saw the mess everywhere.

Some were looking for their relatives, some hugged the dead bodies and cried loudly, while others hid in their houses and dared not see anyone, obviously being ruined by the bandits.

Everyone knows who the person who saved Huang Jiaqu is!

Wu Xuan didn't feel happy when he heard the reminder of the rising reputation, and every yard was worth one yard, although he had thought about gaining reputation by this method.

But when the matter really came, he still couldn't be happy.

"That's Tie Dan's body..."

Second Master Huang sighed and walked to Wu Xuan's side, seeing that he was staring at the half-headed corpse in a daze, he explained.

"Iron egg?"

"It's the kid who liked to dig out bird eggs with you when you were seven or eight years old."

Wu Xuan recalled immediately, his clenched fist loosened, powerless.

"Second Master, I'm going back to Wujiagou. I'll leave the situation here to you. Contact the Qishan government as soon as possible."

"I know, I can only do this now, and I don't know if the government can still rely on it..."

Wu Xuan was also silent when he heard the words, and without saying a word, he rode on the white horse and continued to rush towards Wujiagou.

The distance between the two mountain villages is not too far.

Therefore, Wu Xuan rushed back to Wujiagou in only half an hour.

This is a village built against a cliff and ravine. It is located on the ravine, with a small clear water lake below it. There are dozens of bamboo cliff houses, large and small, on the cliff slope of more than 60 degrees.

There is not even a road. The road is made of bamboo stuck in the cracks in the rock wall. Below is the lake, and you will not die if you fall.

Wu Xuan lived here for 14 years.

If it is said that Huangjiagou is on the side of the main road, the villagers often go to Qishan City to hang around, but Wujiagou is only a few miles away, but they seldom go out.

Basically self-sufficient, every year or so, there are caravans passing by. They rely on selling mountain goods in exchange for some outside materials, such as salt, ironware, agricultural seeds, cloth, etc...

Therefore, the atmosphere is very simple.

The horse couldn't walk the bamboo path on the cliff, so Wu Xuan picked it up and carried it in abruptly, which shocked the little white horse so much that it almost leaked urine.

When Wu Xuan arrived, there was nothing unusual.

This gave him a sigh of relief.

On the gate of the village.

Wu Heiwa, a young man from Wujiagou, looked at Wu Xuan in bewilderment, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

"Brother Xuan? Is it really you? Why do you look like a bitch?!"

"I'll fuck you, put the door down quickly."

"oh oh……"

After confirming Wu Xuan's identity, Heiwazi explained with a smirk and scratched the back of his head.

"There have been a lot of rogues here recently, and Wujiagou is more vigilant."

"Okay, stop bawling, let me in quickly."

(End of this chapter)