Chapter 79 The Demon Cult Leader 14 (1/2)

"Young Master, what should we do now?" All the martial artists had left, and the people from Qinjiazhuang approached carefully to ask.

Qin Feiying came back to his senses, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Go pack up, we're going back to the village."

"Yes." The man responded in a low voice, not daring to say more, and asked others to pack up. There were not many daily necessities, but mainly the bodies of the people in the village.

There were more than fifty people in Qinjiazhuang this time. Except for the five or six who were seriously injured and needed to rest, there were only more than thirty people who could stand, and even the second young master...

The loss can be said to be very heavy, and the reputation of the young master has been greatly damaged. This time, let alone becoming famous in the world, the entire Qinjiazhuang will definitely be affected.

Thinking of the owner's instructions before leaving, everyone felt very heavy.

They were all like this, and Qin Feiying felt even worse, but he kept everything in his heart, and on the surface he still looked calm and composed.

"Brother Ying!"

Just as the group of people packed up and walked out of the inn to leave, a cry suddenly came from afar, and then a woman who looked like a crazy woman rushed towards them.

"Young Master?"

The people in Qinjiazhuang did not recognize that this person was Zhen Xiaoman. Seeing her unsteady steps, they thought she was a crazy woman from some family in the town. They were about to step forward to stop her, but they did not expect that their young master would secretly stop her.

Qin Feiying did not explain, but just pursed his lips and looked at the woman who was running towards him. When she approached and was about to jump into her arms, he suddenly raised his foot and stamped on her chest, kicking her upside down.

It had rained all morning, and the ground outside was full of mud.

Zhen Xiaoman fell into a puddle, and her head and face were immediately soaked by mud and water. She looked more like a crazy woman. Where was the shadow of beauty and cuteness?

But she didn't know what image she was in now. She sat up with her hands on her chest, groaned, and spat out the mud and water that splashed into her mouth. She looked at the man with a face full of resentment: "Brother Ying, why did you kick me?"

"Where did this mad woman come from?" Qin Feiying hadn't spoken yet, and the people around him couldn't help it, "Where did you hear the name of our young master?"

"Crazy, crazy woman?" Zhen Xiaoman pointed at herself with a shocked face. Seeing that their faces were full of disgust, even her lover was the same, and then seeing that her clothes were full of mud and water, she suddenly came to her senses.

She struggled to walk from the foot of the mountain with her legs, and she fell several times in the rain on the way. Now her body must be unsightly.

Thinking of trying to pounce on him just now, her face was red and almost smoked, but because her face was also full of mud and water, no one except herself noticed.

"I, I'm not a mad woman..." Zhen Xiaoman hurriedly took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe, but the handkerchief itself was also soaked in mud and water, and it was not very clean.

Although some mud was wiped off her face, it also left a lot of marks, white and black, which made it even more unsightly.

"Brother Ying, it's me, I'm Xiaoman!" She took a look at the dirty handkerchief and cried anxiously.

"Zhen, Xiao, Man." Qin Feiying had been watching her performance quietly until this time he called out her name word by word.

Zhen Xiaoman saw that he finally recognized her and didn't notice his tone. She burst into laughter and stood up with difficulty with her hands in the mud and water, and wanted to throw herself into his arms again.

But after running two steps, she remembered her current appearance, stopped suddenly, lowered her head and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Ying, why don't you wait for me for a while, I'll wash up first."

"No need." Qin Feiying said coldly.

"I knew you wouldn't dislike me, Brother Ying," Zhen Xiaoman misunderstood his meaning and said with some emotion, "But I don't want to face you like this again."

"No, you're fine like this." Qin Feiying glanced at her coldly and ordered the people behind him, "Catch her and take her back to the village for interrogation."

"What?" Zhen Xiaoman hadn't reacted yet, and several men had already pounced on her like tigers and wolves. She was so scared that she retreated repeatedly.

But she had just lost her internal strength and her steps were weak. She was caught up in just two steps. Those people had guessed her identity at this time and tied her up without any mercy.

Zhen Xiaoman didn't understand what was going on until she was taken to the man. She exclaimed, "Brother Ying, what are you going to do?"

"Zhen Xiaoman, you are really good at acting. You even fooled me!" Qin Feiying looked at her with a look of poison in his eyes. "It's a pity that although you have high skills, your strength is too poor. In the end, you hurt yourself instead of others."

"Brother Ying, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand it at all?" Zhen Xiaoman was confused.

"You still want to deceive me now. Do you think I will still believe you?" Qin Feiying was furious. The internal injuries that had improved a little before suddenly showed signs of recurrence.

He pressed his chest with some pain, glanced at the woman on the ground coldly, and said, "Take her away and go back to the village!"

Zhen Xiaoman certainly didn't want to be convicted in such an unclear way. Unfortunately, her physical strength was not as good as that of ordinary girls, and she couldn't break free from the hands of several big men.

She yelled at her brother Ying to explain clearly, but Qin Feiying simply turned a deaf ear to her. When he became annoyed by her, he simply ordered someone to cover her mouth, and the world suddenly became quiet.

Zhen Xiaoman was thrown into the carriage quickly, with her hands and feet tied. She could only roll around in the carriage to move. Her mouth was stuffed with the handkerchief she had used to wipe the muddy water. The fishy smell almost made her vomit.

She screamed hard, but her blocked mouth could only make vague sounds of "Mmm--". She felt so wronged that her tears kept flowing.

She didn't understand why Brother Ying treated her like this. Was it really like she thought before, that he had been using her to find out the news in the church from beginning to end?

Thinking of this, Zhen Xiaoman's tears flowed more fiercely, but she soon realized that this was not a good thing, because her tears were accompanied by snot.

Now her hands were tied and she couldn't wipe them. She could only let them flow down her mouth and cheeks into her neck and finally dry on it, which made her feel sick.

***

Yang Yan didn't know that the heroine was so unlucky. She was caught by the hero just after she came down the mountain. Otherwise, he would definitely light a candle for her. After all, Qin Feiying was not a good person in the book.

After the original owner died, Lian Xiujie created misunderstandings between the two in order to avenge him. Every time Zhen Xiaoman was tortured by the hero, it was as miserable as it could be.

Now the two letters written by Yang Yan imitating her notes are exactly the same as what she wrote under the blessing of her spiritual consciousness. Even if she reads them, she would probably think that they were written while sleepwalking, and she couldn't tell that they were fake.

In this case, she was completely speechless. It would be strange if Qin Feiying believed her!

After Yang Yan said goodbye to Lian Xiujie and left the small village, she just chose the opposite way from the martial artists and planned to go out from the other side of Gushan.

Unlike the town not far down the mountain, there is a large area of ​​lower hills and dense forests on the other side. Ordinary people may not be able to walk through it in ten days and ten nights.

However, Yang Yan was now a martial artist. As long as he didn't get lost in the forest, he estimated that it would take less than half a day to see the sun again.

But unfortunately, he miscalculated in the end.

When he reached the center of the forest, Yang Yan suddenly heard a painful howl. He went to check with some curiosity and saw a group of wolves besieging a tiger.

Let's not talk about why these wolves were so bold that they actually came to compete with the king of the forest. The tiger was also strange. It lay there and refused to move a step. It threatened the wolves with its teeth bared and was always in a passive defense.

This was obviously very disadvantageous for it. Just look at the bloodstains on its body. If it continues like this, it will die in the mouth of the wolf sooner or later.

Sure enough, the next moment, the tiger suddenly let out a painful wail. It turned out that the wolf took advantage of its unpreparedness and pounced on it and bit its throat.

Nature has its own laws of operation. Yang Yan took a look and prepared to leave, but at this time the tiger rolled away in severe pain, which made him understand why it had refused to move before.

It turned out that there were several little tigers hiding under it. Judging from their size and the mucus on their bodies, they were just born not long ago. The big tiger had been lying there to protect them.

At this time, after the wolf succeeded, several wolves pounced on it frantically and bit the big tiger tightly. It struggled with all its strength for a few times but couldn't get free. The light in its eyes gradually lost its luster. Looking back at the cubs, people could actually see the sadness in it.

Yang Yan was moved and waved his palm to send several bursts of energy to slap the wolf on its body away.

The wolves had already discovered this intruder. They were busy hunting before and ignored him. When he intervened, they turned their heads and growled at him threateningly, and saliva dripped onto the ground along their sharp teeth.

How could Yang Yan be scared by a few beasts? When they couldn't hold back and pounced on him, he waved his palms and slapped five or six of them away. Although he didn't kill them, he showed his great strength.

Wolves are very smart animals. They circled around him from a distance for a few times. Seeing that the gap in strength between the two sides was too large, they finally retreated into the dense forest with a whimper and soon disappeared.

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Yang Yan noticed that their breath did not go away, but lingered nearby, probably wanting to see if there was any chance.

He didn't care. He walked forward under the alert but helpless eyes of the big tiger and leaned over to check the litter of tiger cubs. They were rare, with one mother and four cubs, but unfortunately, three of them had already stopped breathing, and the only one left was also wilted.

Yang Yan picked up the surviving little guy and tried to input a trace of internal force into its body. It was actually absorbed very well. The soft little body seemed to have a little strength, and it opened its eyes and looked at him weakly.

"You're lucky." He nodded the little guy's head, and when he lowered his head to look at its mother again, he found that the big tiger had closed its eyes at some point. Perhaps it understood that its child was rescued, and it looked very peaceful.

The little tiger held in Yang Yan's palm suddenly made a grunting sound, one after another, as if it was crying.

At first, he thought that there really was a blood bond between mother and child in this world. When he was sighing, his finger was suddenly grabbed by the little guy and he sucked hard.

Yang Yan suddenly had three vertical lines hanging from his forehead. How could this indicate that he was feeling sad about the death of his mother tiger? This little thing is obviously hungry.

Hot chicken stuff, cheating on my feelings!

Yang Yan bent his fingers to flick the little tiger away and freed his index finger, but the little thing who was obviously very hungry couldn't wait to hold his little finger in his mouth.

"..."

Forget it, let’s find him a wet nurse first!

So he gave up his original plan and plunged into the woods, tracing the traces of lactating animals, and soon found a doe that had just lost her calf.

After feeding the little tiger, Yang Yan couldn't get rid of it for a while, so he wanted to give it a good name.

"You were protected by the tiger mother to the death, and you were able to escape from the wolf's mouth," he pondered for a moment, and then said, "You survived by eating the milk of deer seeds, why not call yourself...little flower!"

After eating well and sleeping well, and with him injecting a little internal energy from time to time to nourish him, the little tiger was already much more energetic. When he held his hands under his forelimbs in front of him, his smart eyes looked at him curiously.

"It seems you also like this name very much," Yang Yan rubbed its little head with satisfaction, "Then I decided happily!"

Xiaohua: "???"

Because he saved a little guy in this accident, Yang Yan had to stay in the woods for a few months. During this period, he found many wet nurses for him. He didn't take him away until he could eat meat and was completely weaned.

In fact, his original plan was just to raise the little thing bigger, and when it could hunt and survive independently, he would leave it in the forest and leave alone.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen to stay here at that time, but would have taken it with him long ago. After all, his wild nature can be better cultivated in the mountains and forests.

But maybe it was the internal force that Yang Yan poured into its body that caused it to mutate, or maybe it was a problem with the little flower itself. After a few months, it barely grew up, and it still looked like a little milk tiger.

And it was the first time he had meat. He secretly ate Yangyan's broth. After that, he completely fell in love with cooked food. Barbecued meat was his favorite. Raw meat didn't want to take another look.

Although Xiaohua's strength is not as weak as it looks, she can still catch prey with her flexible body and obviously higher IQ than ordinary animals.

But just think about a little tiger as big as a cat. After finally catching prey, he did not eat immediately to fill his hungry belly. Instead, he first looked around for dead branches to make a fire to barbecue.

This scene made Yang Yan feel condemned by his conscience. It was impossible to abandon it and leave as originally planned, but he could continue to stay here until he raised it big enough and trained it to eat raw food before leaving... …

But at its current growth rate, God knows when it will grow up. He doesn't have that much time to spend with it. He came to this world to do tasks, not to care for small animals!

Yang Yan, who finally decided to take Xiao Hua with him, was absolutely unwilling to admit that what really prompted him to make this decision was that he found that getting Xiao Hua to like raw food was as difficult as getting him to suddenly like eating raw food.

The little tiger was only as big as an ordinary adult cat. Yang Yan put it in his arms, raised his energy and flew away in the direction of Gushan.

He would choose to go this way before to avoid those who were on the right path. It was not because he was afraid of anyone or had any taboos, but simply because he was too lazy to deal with others.

Now that a few months have passed, and presumably they have already returned home, there is no need for him to avoid them anymore.

Moreover, he actually wanted to know what the Scarlet Flame Sect had become now, so he happened to stop by to take a look.

In these days in the forest, Yang Yan has not been idle except raising tiger cubs. Now that the Red Flame Magic Skill has reached the tenth level of perfection, it can be regarded as fulfilling the original owner's wish.

So he went back almost twice as fast as when he came, and it didn't take long to return to the place where he first stepped into the forest. He hesitated for a moment, and first went to the small village where he stayed after retiring from the position of leader.

What surprised him was that Lian Xiujie was no longer here, and listening to the concierge Lao Li's wishes, he also left only a month after he left.

Yang Yan once calculated in his mind that the skills he taught him to improve his internal strength and train his mental strength would take at least a year to complete based on his progress at that time. He also specifically told him not to leave in a hurry. If he had any ideas, he would first Just be patient and have enough strength to protect yourself.

Lian Xiujie made a good promise at that time. He never thought that he would break his promise after only leaving for a month.

"Before the second young master left, was there anything unusual happening in or around the village?" Yang Yan's first thought was that enemies came to the door, so he asked, "For example, people with unfamiliar faces, or people who haven't seen him for a long time. The person I contacted suddenly came to inquire."

"No, Young Master," Lao Li thought carefully for a while, and checked with his wife and children before he came back and said, "None of us have met such a person as the Young Master said."

"Did the Second Young Master leave any letter for you to forward to me?" Yang Yan frowned slightly and asked again.

Unfortunately, the answer was still negative. He went to Lian Xiujie's bedroom and searched around, but still found nothing.

However, it is fortunate that he did not seem to be captured or forced to leave, but rather to have left on his own initiative.

He did not understand why he did not leave any message for himself, but since no one could explain it to him before he met someone, Yang Yan had to put the matter aside and turned to Gushan.

As soon as he entered the sphere of influence of the Chiyan Cult, he felt a sense of desolation that this place was going downhill.

When Lian Xiujie was still in charge, Gushan, the base camp, was arranged like an iron barrel, with a sentry every three steps and a guard every five steps, and all the people sent out were serious and responsible young men.

Now, probably because of insufficient manpower, many checkpoints have been removed, and only about one-tenth of the original ones are left. Most of the people guarding inside are listless and not alert at all. Instead, they gather in groups of three or two to brag and chat.

In fact, Yang Yan was not surprised that it would turn out like this. People in the rivers and lakes have always valued martial arts over literature. Usually, they deal with things by force. Not many people are willing to use their brains, and there is a lack of management talents.

Before Lian Xiujie took over the Chiyan Sect, it was just an ordinary martial arts sect. He took advantage of the original owner's fame to develop the entire sect, and it became so large in a short time, which shows how powerful he is.

The Chiyan Church has such a momentum, in addition to the original owner's military deterrence, Lian Xiujie's role in it cannot be underestimated.

And when the two of them left, none of the remaining people in the sect could hold up such a big scene, not to mention that Yang Yan dug a big pit for them before leaving.

In the past, no one in the Chiyan Sect dared to say a bad word about the leader, whether in person or behind their backs, but now when they get together, almost half of them are talking about the third new leader they changed in a short time.

Yang Yan hid his figure in the dark, walked and listened, and he had almost figured out what happened in the sect recently.

That day, Zhen Xiaoman was driven down the mountain by Ning Xun's own hands to abolish her internal strength. He followed the heroine to see her miserable end, but he didn't know that a good show was staged on the mountain.

In this battle, almost two-thirds of the Chiyan Sect died. The more than 200 survivors did not think about the aftermath or reconstruction in the midst of corpses and devastation. Instead, they started to fight for the throne of the leader.

Although their sect is not as glorious as before, some of those who want to compete for the leader are ambitious and think that they may be the next Xie Yangyan and lead everyone to the peak again.

Ning Xun moved many people with this big pie, and he had assassinated Niu Geng during the melee before, and now he has taken over his men. In the end, he won the position of leader with a slight advantage.

Unfortunately, it is easy to draw a pie, but it is not enough to just brag about it.

Ning Xun is proud of his martial arts value, which ranks second in the Chijiao. When people mention his name, they will say "my martial arts is second only to the leader", which makes him secretly proud.

But in fact, his martial arts skills were not low in the whole world, at least he could be ranked in the top 20, but it was far from the crushing he expected.

Although the righteous people retreated, their business did not retreat, and they changed their previous downward trend and suppressed them.

The people of the Red Flame Sect had been in the world for so long, when had they ever suffered such humiliation? They immediately sent a letter back to the sect to ask for help from the new leader.

Ning Xun did not dare to take the lead after receiving the news. He heard clearly what Xie Yangyan said that day. If they took the initiative to attack those righteous people, he would definitely sit back and watch them being destroyed again.

And this time, they must have wanted to induce him to break his oath.

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