…

Until the end, the caravan never made a decent counterattack. Under the charge of the horse thieves, the remaining members of the caravan fled in all directions.

The group of horse thieves, wielding butcher knives, wantonly harvested the lives of the people in the caravan.

"Boss, we are rich!"

At this moment, with an uncontrollable voice of excitement, a horse thief with a pockmarked face walked in excitedly.

The bearded man snatched the account book from the pockmarked horse thief's hand, glanced at it, and immediately couldn't help laughing.

"There are more than 12,000 taels of silver, more than 300 taels of gold, and various medicinal materials are worth at least more than 5,000 taels of silver..."

"Okay, okay!"

This kind of thing was so commonplace that Lin Yan took one look at it and turned around and left.

…

On an unknown hillside in Mobei, Lin Yan stood with his sword behind his back, looking at the yurt in the distance.

On the vast prairie, as far as the eye can see, yurts stand on the grassland. From time to time, you can see the galloping cavalry flowing into this huge tribe. There are herds of cattle and sheep. From time to time, you can hear the loud sounds of the grassland.

singing.

His eyes were fixed on the huge tribe for a moment, and then he looked towards the edge of the tribe. The scattered yurts were like stars surrounding this huge tribe.

According to the information I heard, the place where the Seven Jiangnan Monsters live is on the northwest edge.

As soon as they entered this small settlement, and before they had time to inquire about the situation, the group immediately attracted Lin Yan's attention.

Six figures whose clothes were obviously very different from those of the Mongolians came into view, and not far behind them, there was a five or six-year-old child who was running and shouting something.

"The Seven Jiangnan Monsters and...Guo Jing!"

He saw several people, and several people looked at him based on their keen senses.

"Is it you?

How is it possible that after several years, you haven’t changed at all!”

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe. He was holding an iron fan and looking at Lin Yan with shining eyes.

Zhang Asheng waved his hand: "By the way, little Taoist priest, we don't know your name either.

To be honest, it's all thanks to you, otherwise we still don't know when we would have found Jing'er, mother and son.

Come from afar, let’s have a cup of tea in the tent first. Speaking of which, we haven’t been back to the Central Plains for many years. Please tell us about the current situation in the Central Plains..."

"Yes, yes, the visitor is a guest, and we, the Seven Jiangnan Freaks, must entertain him well."

Several other people quickly followed suit, greeted Lin Yan and walked towards a yurt.

Sitting in the yurt, he chatted with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan about some interesting things in the Central Plains in recent years, while Guo Jing was busy with food and wine, and in the end he sat at the bottom seat obediently.

He sat upright, but sometimes when he heard something interesting, his eyes couldn't help but light up, full of yearning.

The Seven Jiangnan Monsters are also chivalrous people. When they talk about some cruel incidents involving crowing of chickens and dog thieves, they are filled with righteous indignation. They wish they could appear at the scene immediately and let the thieves see the power of the Seven Jiangnan Monsters.

The same is true for Guo Jing, but compared to the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, Guo Jing is much quieter. He is holding back his words and his face is red with anger, like an angry calf...

Ye Yan, the tent was still noisy, and the strong aroma of wine filled the tent. Most of the Jiangnan Seven Eccentrics were red-faced, and their eyes were blurry with drunkenness, but the heroic spirit of the Jianghu people was also inspired by the alcohol, and they were all shouting and shouting.

Bowl after bowl.

Even Guo Jing, who was sitting upright, was pulled by Zhu Cong to drink. He said that a man is not a good man if he doesn't know how to drink. How will he be able to travel in the future?

After a few bowls, Guo Jing's face turned red and he started talking nonsense. Lin Yan was the main drinker. From the moment he entered the yurt, he was drunk by the Jiangnan Seven Monsters in turn.

Although he rarely drinks, with his advanced cultivation, most people can't drink him.

It's just that I have been walking down the mountain for a long time, and the vigilance I have honed is still there. Although I drank to my heart's content and felt dizzy, I still maintained a trace of clarity in my mind.

The banquet did not end until late at night. The Jiangnan Seven Freaks and Guo Jing helped each other to leave, while Lin Yan walked into the residence arranged by the Jiangnan Seven Freaks with erratic steps.

Then with a little luck, the drink was forced directly from the fingertips, and I suddenly sobered up.

Watching the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan teach Guo Jing every day, he hates the fact that iron cannot become steel.

He didn't interfere either, although he admired Guo Jing's simplicity and his great chivalry for serving the country and the people.

But he really doesn’t have any good or suitable skills taught to him now.

For a moment, he thought why he didn't collect more skills in normal times?

Of course, the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill is suitable for him, but after all, he got it by force.

Just because those guys can't do anything to themselves doesn't mean they can't do anything to the orphaned and widowed Guo Jing mother and son.

Watching Guo Jing study hard every day and watching the Jiangnan Seven Heroes teach him in turn.

It can be said that he is full of tricks, but Guo Jing is not such a person with exquisite and clear thoughts.

Unknowingly, two years passed. During this period, he began to deduce Hunyuan Gong by combining various classics he had studied, Xiantian Gong, and Dragon-Elephant Prajna Gong.

No, it should be called Hunyuan Sutra now. Maybe this method is not as comprehensive as Jiuyin Sutra, but in terms of internal strength, it is definitely not inferior to Jiuyin Sutra, or even surpasses it.

After all, he is standing at a different height. Now, he has already surpassed Wang Chongyang in terms of Xiantian Kung, and has even begun to make deductions on Xiantian Kung.

"Um……?"

Lin Yan, who was in the yurt, suddenly moved his ears and followed the source of the sound. In a few breaths, he had reached his destination.

But he was standing in the dark, on the back of the small mound, while the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan were working together to deal with the two of them.

"Mei Chaofeng, take your life and pay for my brother's life!"

"Haha, you thief woman, today we, husband and wife, have joined forces to kill all the Seven Jiangnan Monsters, which can be regarded as a great achievement!"

Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng, like ghosts, suddenly moved forward a large distance, with one claw and one whip, both of them advanced together, completely blocking the Jiangnan Seven Heroes.

Although the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan had a huge numerical advantage, they were defeated steadily when faced with two people who knew how to use the Nine Yin White Bone Claws.

There was a ping-ping-pong-pong clashing sound, whip shadows, sword shadows, claw marks, and figures flickering.

The Seven Heroes of Jiangnan have been injured a lot!

Looking at such a battle situation, as long as he does not take action and there are no accidents, the Jiangnan Seven Heroes are in danger and may die at any time.

Lin Yan directly grabbed a handful of stones and threw them.

"who?"

"Bang……"
Chapter completed!