Travel thousands of miles in my life

The surrounding fell into silence again.

The night does not last, the bonfire is long gone.The star has not yet set, but the sky is pale, and a little bit of light yellow light quietly peeks out.

They only rested in the post pavilion for half an hour, then left the obstructing carriage and got up and continued to walk south.All the people in the group are highly skilled in martial arts, and even the "captive" who is now restricted by his hands is also excellent in light kung fu.Normally, it would take at least half a month to go south from Jile Mountain, but their journey only took a few days. Before dawn, they had already arrived near Qiuzhou, and they had to cross a mountain to enter the city.

After several days of running around, Yan Wuwu didn't feel depressed, but the clothes on his body were a little dusty.He looked around, with a look of nostalgia and helplessness on his face.

"Send the letter to Your Majesty, it has been brought." Wei Sanjue stuffed a hand letter to a man in gray, and from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the expression on Yan Wuyi's face, and asked, "Why don't you have any doubts? "

"If I said that I knew that I would be brought here, would you believe me?" Yan Wuwu raised his hand and touched his nose, and said helplessly, "When I heard Jiu Xian claim that I was the only one to be killed Faintly feel that something is wrong. What you are doing seems to be targeting me, but in fact you say you want to kill someone, but you don’t show murderous intent. So there should be something in me that your lord needs, but you have to face it. It was only after meeting him that I made such a big detour."

"As for More than Mountain, it's the only place I know that may have a connection with your master."

After all, Yan Wuwu sighed inwardly, he didn't know what happened to Qiuqiu, seeing himself being taken away felt uneasy, and only hoped that he would be safe and sound.

"You think a lot, and you can guess a little." Wei Sanjue was a little surprised at his sharpness, but he didn't take it seriously. He asked the most perplexing question: "Then why don't you escape?"

"I want to know what it is that makes a person so crazy." The smile on the man's face gradually disappeared, and Roshna's tragic scene was still vivid in his mind.He really couldn't understand, how could someone sacrifice the names of countless innocent people for his own benefit?

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth to say something, but felt that it was boring. In the end, he just patted the dust on the hem of his clothes, got up and looked into the distance.There stands a towering mountain that reaches into the clouds, it is not only a mountain.

——the place where his past is buried.

The sky suddenly broke, and the sun seemed to break through the clouds and cast down.The high mountain was also covered with a layer of golden light, and a white stream of water in the middle split the high mountain in two, and the roar of the rushing water could be heard several miles apart.

Not only is there no way to go on the mountain, but a plank road as thin as a silk thread can only be vaguely seen winding up the steep mountain and circling to the top of the mountain.

"I've heard of the name of Mount More than a long time ago. They said that there are gods living on it." At some time, Wei Sanjue walked behind Yan Wuyi, and his eyes fell on the misty clouds in the distance: "This I'm afraid it's not a nonsense, there are many rumors in the world that all the disciples of the Xuanji Pavilion are gods who can know the heavens and determine the ghosts and gods."

"There are no gods there." Yan Wuwu murmured, the golden light cast a shallow shadow in his eyes, and a sincere and nostalgic smile gradually appeared on that god-like handsome face, his voice was as deep and clear as a bell and drum: " There were only a few freaks out there who had to hide because they were different from the crowd."

"I know you are one of Xuanji Pavilion's disciples." Wei Sanjue raised his eyebrows, even the dark red birthmark jumped like a living flame, and sneered, "It's just that even a god can't break it." Human life, so what if you are a god? There will always be people in the world who are willing to try it out."

"I would like to advise you, if people obey their orders, they will not end well." He looked rebellious, and the arrogance spread out between his words.

Yan Wuwu has an exquisite mind, knows his arrogance, is a person who would rather bend than bend, and will never compromise.

It's just that things are impermanent.

He sighed inwardly and stopped talking.

Wei Sanjue didn't want to say much, he looked up at the sky, thought for a while, and then said: "Go up the mountain immediately!"

In the remote outskirts of Qiuzhou City, a gray figure flashed through the air and ran towards a mansion not far away without touching the ground.In a few breaths, the figure stopped outside the door of the house, and then knocked on the vermilion door in an orderly manner.After a while, a clear and delicate voice came from inside: "Where is the guest from?"

The man in gray said in a low voice: "You Ming."

"Okay, let's open now." The person inside laughed after hearing the answer, opened the door, and said half angrily, "Master is waiting, why are you so slow."

As the door slowly opened, the scenery inside gradually revealed.The mansion looked very ordinary on the outside, just an ordinary house with white walls and blue tiles, but inside it was full of things.The courtyard is full of flowers, the small bridge is gurgling, and a few white peacocks are strolling in the courtyard.What they are stepping on is not white sand. If you look carefully, the fine powder actually glows white under the light, it looks like pearl powder.The wings and necks of these proud rare birds are dazzlingly gorgeous, presenting a scene of extravagance.

The man in gray didn't stop at the beautiful scenery, he hurriedly walked towards the main room.Through the corridor, the end is the main room of the house.Before he raised his hand, he heard a scream from inside, and there was no more movement after that.The gray-clothed man's heart tightened, and he knocked on the door hastily.

The servant opened the door and gave him a dark and sympathetic look.It's too unlucky to come when the master is in a bad mood.

The atmosphere in the room was dignified, and there was a sweet and fishy smell in the air.A dead body with its neck cut off lay horizontally on the ground, and it was dragged down after a while.

The man in gray didn't dare to look around, he walked forward in a dignified manner, and respectfully presented a letter with both hands.

The letter arrived in the hands of the person seated, but there was no sound for a long time.According to past experience, this shows that although the Lord is not completely satisfied, he is not too angry.The man in gray just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a low laugh from the person in the chief seat.

"It's interesting, the people Jiuxian randomly recruited can complete the task."

The man casually flipped through the thin paper, his dark and deep eyes were full of coldness.Although he was just sitting there lazily, his whole body was like a ferocious beast that would choose someone to devour.

The blood-red eyes of that ferocious beast turned and locked on the man in gray. He was startled, only felt a sudden chill behind his back, and he could hear the heartbeat like a drum beating while breathing.

The room became more and more silent, and the air was as suffocating as sticky gelatin. The hands of the man in gray clothes on his knees suddenly clenched into fists, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

"The person I want has been taken to more than a mountain?" Fortunately, the man just asked casually, and the disturbing aura in his eyes quickly disappeared.

The gray-clothed man was really relieved at this moment, and carefully considered his words: "Hui Zun, Yan Wuyi has been escorted to Mount More than Mountain."

"Good job." After a short compliment, the man said softly, "The time has come, please give me an order. This deity will leave today."

Two figures jumped down from the beam, knelt down and saluted, then ran out of the house.

Not only is the mountain high and insurmountable.In the past, people only regarded it as the symbol of Qiuzhou, but they never tried to cross it.Later, I don't know when, a plank road appeared on the mountain.The plank road is only two people wide, trembling around the steep mountain, and it has always been stable after rain and wind.It is the only way to reach the top of the mountain. There are many people who want to conquer the mountain, but no one dares to step on the wooden plank road. People named it Yunjuedao.

The mountains are piled high, and the sky is as high as the sky.Angry frost and silver foam, the clouds never come and go.

Everyone knows the danger of Yun Juedao.But few people know that the reason for the construction of this miraculous plank road was only because of a trivial bet, and the three losers had to build this plank road step by step with their excellent lightness skills.

Yan Wuxin stood at the foot of the mountain, and the majestic mountain seemed even more insurmountable at this moment.He moved his wrist uncomfortably, and the shackles were affected by the movement, and the sound of rattling suddenly resounded.He smiled wryly, who would have thought that revisiting the old place would be like this.There are more than a dozen ghost-faced killers behind him, and one who was once defeated. If he wants to break through, how can he not escape?Even if you can't escape, you can hit them hard with all your strength.

Yan Wuwu is not a god, he will not be reconciled to his own plight, and he will also be angry at this humiliating treatment.But once the killing thought in his heart was born, it was bound back by other more powerful forces.

If they were killed, they would be able to escape without worrying about the future.If they were killed, they might be able to rush back to Mount Bliss, where Qiuqiu was still waiting for him, I don't know what happened to him...

In a trance, Yan Wuxin felt murderous intent.

"Calm down!" Suddenly, a thunderous voice exploded in his mind!

Yan Wuxin woke up suddenly from that confused state, and looked up in disbelief, his hand was on the stone tablet next to the entrance of the plank road at some point.The stele was blank without words or sentences, but it was as bright as a mirror.Yan Wuxin focused his attention, looking at his own shadow on the stone tablet.

After a long time, he saluted.

That's right, he just wanted to survive and fell into a demon state.

He doesn't know how to kill people. Once he starts killing people, karma and karma will affect his upper body and follow him until the end of the world.This kind of burden will make a person never escape the condemnation from his heart.

No one can arbitrarily deprive others of the chance to live. He can use other methods to solve the predicament now. Once he kills someone, he will think of killing people immediately after thinking about the solution to the problem.What is the difference between such a method?

He is from Xuanji Pavilion, so how could he succumb to Jianghu Xiaoxiao's hands?

Yan Wuwu took a deep breath of the mountain air with the fresh breath of trees, stepped on the first ray of light in the morning, and jumped up!

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