Travel thousands of miles in my life

it goes without saying

In the extravagant room, the man stood up from the soft couch.He walked to the window and looked at the few peacocks who were still strolling outside, with a smile on his lips and cold eyes.He was only wearing a black robe and a pair of soap boots on his feet. A few strands of his long crow-blue hair were loose, softening his sharp facial lines.

"From here to More than Mountain. How long will it take?" He asked casually.

"Returning to the Lord, it will take about two hours." A gray-clothed figure flashed out from the shadows, knelt down and respectfully said, "With your skill, it only takes one hour."

"Prepare the horse." The man smiled happily, but the smile disappeared in an instant, and his whole demeanor suddenly changed, from the initial laziness to danger, which is enough to explain his mood.

"By the way, order five more people to go with me." He licked the corner of his lips, the scarlet tongue moistened his dry lips, and then said slowly and with high spirits: "I can't wait to treat you... ...the son of an old friend."

"Yes." The gray-clothed figure suppressed the trembling of fear, saluted and quickly stepped back.

From the muddy and dusty path came the clattering of horseshoes, the tall man in the lead laughed and whipped his backhand hard, the horse under him neighed in pain, and broke through the dust and fog and ran forward quickly.

"The dangerous dragon is more than a hundred feet, not as high as this mountain." Wei Sanjue looked at the blue figure that was about to disappear in front of him, and smiled half-sarcastically: "Not only the mountain really deserves its reputation."

As soon as Zhuyun Tayue came out, Yan Wuwu almost disappeared within a few breaths.Wei Sanjue didn't panic, he whistled to the dozen or so gray-clothed men behind him, and the agitated killer immediately quieted down.

"You guys stay here and wait to meet the master." He pointed to a few people casually, then looked around, and said with a cold snort, "I'm revisiting the old place again, I'm afraid I got carried away with complacency."

Yan Wuxin really didn't run out of the mountain, he kept walking like a bird, passing Yun Juedao, and rushed to the top of the mountain.He was a part of Yun Juedao's construction, and every moment he chiseled it was full of familiar atmosphere. His heart was full of excitement, joy, mixed with sorrow and uneasiness, so many thoughts mixed together that he didn't know what to do. Is good.

He hasn't been back for a long time, and roughly calculated, maybe it will be seven years?He originally thought that he had already forgotten the way home, but he didn't expect his body to remember it for him.

Yan Wuwu closed his eyes, but his feet seemed to have eyes, avoiding many obstacles.Whether it was the abrupt turns of the plank road or the rugged rocks, he avoided them with great proficiency.

Ordinary people would have to walk on the trembling road holding the handles of the plank road, but it was as if he was walking on the ground when he reached his feet. It didn't take a long time for Yan Wuxin to climb to the top.

At this time, it was only Yinshi in the morning, and the dark clouds of last night had dispersed, leaving only the duck-yellow morning glow intertwined with the stone-blue sky.The mist has not dissipated, not only the plants and trees of Xuanji Pavilion, but also the endless high mountains in the distance are shrouded in only a vague and vague shadow.

He had seen this kind of scenery countless times in the past.But to him now, it seemed so novel.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar mountains, Yan Wuxin stretched out his hand in a daze, and the light-colored sunlight fell on the palm of his hand docilely.He settled down and walked towards Xuanji Tower.

Everyone in the world thinks that the "immortals" of Xuanji Pavilion live in misty pavilions.Yan Wuwu, who heard this statement for the first time, just smiled lightly. They live in a house built brick by brick, just like the 'people of the world'.There is a small yard in front of the house, and the roof is made of tiles, which occasionally leaks when it rains.

It is so vulgar that it cannot be vulgar.

The tall and handsome man stood in front of the door of the hut. After hesitating for a moment, he pushed open the door and said with a smile, "Mom, I'm back."

However, what awaited him was neither the scolding from the petite woman nor the familiar smell of food.The morning light shone in the room, and the fine dust was wandering around, but nothing had changed, and it remained the same as when he left.

In other words, he couldn't remember it long ago, and such a scene was just a memory made up in his heart based on his delusions.There was silence and peace in the house, as if the owners were just out and about and not never coming back.

Yan Wuwu suddenly wanted to eat Zhi'er pears. His mother would always pick a basket of pears in summer and put them in the well. When he came back from playing crazy at night, he would have a delicious meal with his uncle and the others.The sweet and sour taste went straight down his throat and chilled into his heart. Now that he thinks about it carefully, it seems to still remain between his lips and teeth.

It's just that it makes people want to scratch their hearts and lungs, but they can't get what they want.

He stood at the door, but his feet were as heavy as lead, and finally he didn't have the courage to go in.He felt that he seemed to be swallowed by a daze, and everything in the past seemed to have become an illusory dream.Is Wu E dreaming of me, or am I dreaming of Wu E?

When the screens were intertwined, a voice suddenly appeared.

"A descendant of the Yan family?"

Yan Wuxin looked at the prestige, and at some point, a person walked out there, dressed in a black robe, with some inexplicable meaning on his handsome face.He stared closely at Yan Wuyi, and after a long time, he curled his lips.

"You look a lot like Yao Yurong." The man said slowly, "But you look a little more like Yan Nantian."

"Unintentional, Yan, nice to meet you." Yan Wuxin frowned, and he saw a few gray-clothed men behind the man, who were clearly dressed as ghost-faced killers.All five of them were armed with weapons, and their faces were covered with eerie ghost masks. Their attire and murderous aura were obviously unkind.

"My surname is Wei, and Wei is calm." The man laughed, "This time I came here specially to visit the old man, and I specially brought the best of the ghost faces, so I won't let Xiaoyou Yan be as disappointed as last time."

Gong Wangwei is calm!Yan Wuwu's mind trembled violently, he clenched his fists, and a dull pain came from the wound on his right hand.It's just that at this moment, he didn't care about it anymore, and all his thoughts were on the person in front of him.Prince Gong turned out to be the master of Ghost Face, no wonder, no wonder he had such great energy to block Roshna's news.Is the Green Ant Villa actually serving such people against morality?

In this way, the whereabouts of the Dao Stone that day should be investigated carefully, because it is not an ordinary plaything, but an evil spirit that can destroy everything!It's just why Prince Gong appeared in More than Mountain at this time...Yan Wuwu suppressed the doubts and anxiety in his heart and calmed down.

"It seems that you are not completely ignorant." Wei calmly held a kit, twisted the rope, and said casually: "The injury from the Chi kiss last time should be healed. Jiuxian is a It doesn’t work. Try again today, don’t smash the signboard of the ghost face.”

As soon as the words fell, the five killers rushed forward.They each blocked one direction, ensuring that Yan Wuwu, who was surrounded in the center, could not escape easily.The situation was urgent, so Yan Wuxin had no choice but to step forward to meet the enemy.Different from the gray-clothed men they met before, the martial arts foundation of these five ghost-faced killers is obviously superior, and their shots are more ruthless.

While Yan Wuwu was blocking, the doubts in his heart became more and more intense.The skills of these five people are stronger than before, but they are far from enough to kill him.Although he was puzzled in his heart, Yan Wuwu didn't underestimate the enemy. The five people cooperated with each other tacitly and their weapons were weird, making them very difficult to deal with.

Two people use double maces, one uses a whip, and the other two use fists.Combining hardness and softness, with extremely strong control, Yan Wuwu had a lot of trouble dealing with it.

There was a sound of breaking through the air from the right, Yan Wuxin turned over to avoid the hidden whip with a kite, the man didn't want to fight when he missed a hit, and went around behind the puncher to wait for the opportunity.Two more people found a gap to attack him, and the four-foot-long six-edged mace in their hands was very powerful.Yan Wuwu had seen a good friend use this unpopular weapon before. These maces are extremely heavy, and people who are not strong enough can't use them freely. Even wearing iron armor can smash people to death!

He looked at the long maces filled with lead in the hands of the two men, and secretly groaned in his heart, if this swept him around, let alone wait for Qiuqiu to come over, he would have to meet Hades on the spot.

Thinking in his heart, the movements of his feet were not slow, first he directly met with both hands, and the sharp and heavy mace directly cut off the shackles!Then he joined the sword with two fingers, went straight to the faces of the two people, and pinched the acupuncture points of the two people. Although they were able to break open in a short time with their kung fu, they could still delay for a while.Before he could turn around, he heard the crisp sound of the whip and the sound of fists piercing the air behind him!

It's really rainy and leaky!

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, Yan Wuyi didn't care about other things, and pushed out with a clear palm, the fragrance of the salsa flower and internal force spread instantly, the movements of the killers stopped for a moment, and Yan Wuxin took advantage of this moment to sweep Liuhe.Several gray-clothed killers were hit in the chest by him, and they took a step back, but they didn't bother anymore.

"It really is a descendant of the Yan family." There was a sound of applause, and Prince Gong came over and condescendingly handed over a handkerchief: "This king is right, the fragrance of the Udumbara flower is more pure than your master's." a bit."

Yan Wuxin stood up and patted the floating dust on his clothes.After glanced at the gorgeous and complicated handkerchief with a complicated expression, he smiled and said: "Your Highness, you may as well speak directly."

"Ghost masks are really useless, how can ghosts born in the shadows stand up to the sunlight." Seeing the defeat of his subordinates, Prince Gong clapped his hands and laughed.Suddenly the smile stopped, and he leaned forward again, asking in a low and secretive voice, "Have you inherited?"

"Inherit what?" Yan Wuwu frowned and asked inexplicably.Prince Gong's personality is moody, but what Yan Wuwu fears the most is his equally treacherous kung fu, I'm afraid it's...

"Whether you have inherited what this king wants, you will know once you try it!" Wei calmly drew out his long sword, staring at him with sharp eyes, and his inner strength rose with his maddened expression.

In the end, he couldn't hide, Yan Wuxin yelled in his heart, this Wei Congrong is not a good stubble!

The sound of the waterfall rumbled, but everything around it became blank.

coming!

This side is full of fighting spirit, but far away in Xingzhou on Yuantai Road in the south, it is quite enjoyable.A man carefully helped a white and thin young man in blue to the inn. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted to the waiter: "Stay in the inn, come to the upper room! Feed the two horses!"

"Okay! What do you two guests want to eat? There are some new wild game in the store!"

"Feel free to serve something light." The man ordered, and helped the young man up the stairs.

The waiter was also very colorful. Seeing that the young man in blue seemed to be a little out of sorts, there was no light in his beautiful eyes, and he seemed to be unable to see the way at all.

It turned out to be a sky blind, what a pity.He smacked his lips, sighed inwardly, and then hurried to the kitchen.

"Let go of me." As soon as he entered the guest room door, the young man in blue began to struggle, and the man sneered: "If you don't pinch your veins, what should you do if you run away?"

The young man rubbed his wrists, walked to the table and sat down: "Where are you taking me? Jiuxian, I told you that I would not betray him, why bother?"

"Betrayal or not, you have your own thoughts." The man raised his brows and said mockingly: "Listen to this familiar accent, don't you still understand?"

They are Wen Shuqiu and Jiu Xian who came here from north to south.

"You..." Wen Shuqiu carefully recalled the accent of the shop waiter, and couldn't help being a little shocked.His beautiful eyes are slightly rounded, although there is no light in them, they look very gentle.The young man was rather incredulous: "This is Yuantai Dao's accent, you are here to show me—"

"So what?" Jiuxian covered his mouth quickly with quick eyes and hands: "Shhh, kid, don't say that name."

"Why?" Wen Shuqiu was silent for a moment, and asked inexplicably.He probably knew what Jiuxian was worrying about, but he felt baffled.

"One more favor." Jiuxian laughed and rubbed the young man's hair, only at this moment did he reveal a trace of the vicissitudes of his original age.

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I don't know if I wrote the feeling that things are right and wrong...

Happy birthday to Oigger = 3 = good mood every day! !