Rivers and lakes

Han Lu chased him out.

With Yu Teng Zuo Luo in the formation, the Xue Ming family won't have any major problems in the short term, and even if they are there, they will send pigeons to send letters.So walking on the cold road was very unrestrained, and Zhao Xinhe didn't even have time to say a word of reminder.

What Zhao Xinhe wanted to say was just a paraphrase on behalf of Qiu Zhan: the magic art uses human blood as a guide, which hurts the peace of heaven, deviates from the righteous way, and damages life span.

Qiu Zhan is a person who can't talk too much. If he can say that, the loss of life span may be very serious.Zhao Xinhe knew it was important and kept it in mind, but when he got down from the mountain and saw all the brothers and sisters, he was so happy that he forgot about it.

Looking at the back of Han Lu Juechen now, it was too late to remind him, so he had to mumble subconsciously, but Ouyang Yi overheard it.

"Wait, what did you mean by that?"

Zhao Xinhe said unhappily: "It's just that my uncle won't live long."

"Of course I know he won't live long," Ouyang Yi said disdainfully, "I'm asking where this sentence came from, how do you know?"

Seeing Ouyang Yi's dismissive attitude, Zhao Xinhe said in shock, "You know why you didn't say anything?"

"What do you want me to say, so what can I say?" Ouyang Yi rolled his eyes, "Wuyou still has the important responsibility of the Moyun Sect on him, and other demon sects are also eyeing him. How can he not practice magic kung fu? He is doomed." We have to go this way, what else can we do but worry about it."

Zhao Xinhe looked at him angrily, disgusted with Ouyang Yi's inaction, but couldn't find any reason to refute it.

"What to look at." Ouyang Yi was still very reasonable: "It's a blessing, not a disaster. If it's a disaster, we can't avoid it. Let's talk about it when Wuyou can't hold on."

The cold road ran for seven days along the direction of the ferry of the Yangtze River, which was the nearest ferry for the Huajian faction to cross the Yangtze River northward, and it was also the only ferry within a radius of [-] miles.The Yangtze River is a dangerous road, with stormy waves and vast expanse.

But when he arrived, he unexpectedly found that Xia Luo was also guarding there.It turned out that after Xia Luo couldn't find Gu Wuyou's trace, he came up with the same idea.

Xia Luo said: "Three days ago, I saw a member of the Moyun Sect bring a child across the river." If it wasn't for the Moyun Sect's special clothes, they could be identified at a glance, Xia Luo couldn't be sure it was the Moyun Sect. People from Yunzong. "There are 12 of them in total, and there is no Brother Wuyou among them."

Han Lu leaned slightly on the horse's back. He had been on the horse for seven days without sleep, his nerves were highly tense, and he was already exhausted. A stone could be used as a pillow.

Han Lu thought that this situation wouldn't happen when he entered the Vajra Realm, but he was still above the bottleneck.

After a short rest, he straightened up and asked, "Then do you have any news from worry-free these days?"

Xia Luo shook his head with a heavy expression: "I was afraid that brother Wuyou would appear suddenly, so I stayed here all the time and never left."

Han Lu took out the parchment from his pocket, which was a map of the neighborhood.In terms of the breadth of the Yangtze River, it is not uncommon for people to cross the river in one step, but Wuyou's skills are not among them.In addition, he might be seriously injured, and it is even more impossible to use this magical skill that breaks the rules of heaven and earth, so Wuyou must either change his path or stay in the south of the Yangtze River.

Han Lu pointed out the map to Xia Luo, "This is our location. According to the map, the two nearest ferry crossings are here and here, which are respectively on the territory of Tianjiazhai and Weijun Pavilion."

Having said this, Han Lu stopped, and the killing intent struck like a blade.

Weijun Pavilion.This is the sect that entered Yijian Valley five years ago, broke his master's tendon, and caused his master to be paralyzed in bed for nearly five years!

Xia Luo obviously hurried to see the sudden drop in the surrounding temperature, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Back then when Xia Luo and her grandfather arrived one step late, they didn't know that it was Wei Junge who killed them.

Han Lu would not specifically explain to her, he just said: "It's nothing, how about it, we will divide into two groups, you go along the ferry of Tianjiazhai to inquire about Wuyou's news, and I will go to the ferry of Weijunge, how about it?"

Xia Luo had been waiting here for a few days, and was worried that Wuyou would not go this way. Hearing this, he immediately nodded in agreement.

After Xia Luo left, Han Lu's eyes filled with killing intent.

At dusk, when he entered the city on a cold road, he changed his clothes slowly and roughly, and then left the inn.His disguise technique can only prevent people from seeing his appearance. If you look closely, you can even see that he is wearing a mask, but this is not important.

He just didn't want to be recognized after the bloodbath of Weijun Pavilion, and cause trouble to Yi Jiangu who was already stretched.This decision, let him recall it later, still feels that he is wise.

Tonight, he will make Wei Junge pay the price five years ago.

In fact, the previous head of Weijun Pavilion was killed by Hanlu's second uncle Yifeng four years ago, but Yifeng is a gentleman of swordsmanship.

But Cold Road is not.

So here he is.

The sunset in summer, with the residual heat of the day, evaporates cool water vapor.Holding the sword, Han Lu walked towards Weijun Pavilion without haste.

Perhaps it was a premonition that tonight was an unusual night, only a few pedestrians hurriedly left on the street, and soon, Han Lu was the only one left in the huge and cold street.

Han Lu stood at the door of Weijun Pavilion.

Before coming here, Han Lu didn't have much preparation. After gaining the experience of destroying Xue Jiaming's family, he didn't feel too much psychological pressure on the bloodbath of Weijun Pavilion.

But he never expected that the current Weijun Pavilion would look like this.

The door was open, and there were several corpses lying here and there, but no one took care of it.Han Lu became vigilant, and no longer went in hastily, but jumped onto the roof, jumped over the building, and overlooked the entire yard.

The yard was in a mess, with potted plants scattered all over the ground, but unexpectedly, there was no one walking around except for the dead body.

The whole yard was unusually quiet, the blood flowed into thin streams, and several streams merged together.It's like a massacre just experienced.

Han Lu let go of his soul consciousness.Using soul consciousness to detect this matter is very rude in the martial arts. If someone with a higher level of cultivation finds out, they will be angrily reprimanded at least, and even fight at each other in severe cases.So the cold road detection is very careful.

The courtyard of Weijun Pavilion is very large. In addition to the main courtyard, there are several small courtyards.Han Lu's soul consciousness swept over bit by bit, and suddenly touched a stone wall, and could no longer detect it.

Soul consciousness is an existence that can penetrate everything. It is formless and stateless, and can penetrate through tiny gaps.There are not no things that can isolate soul consciousness, but very few, such as yin and yang.

But yin and yangzi are existences that are far superior to gold, and using yin and yangzi as equipment to isolate the soul consciousness... Han Lu prefers to believe that people of high realms use the soul consciousness to construct a temporary solution.

Han Lu subconsciously increased his strength, which indeed caused the "Stone Wall" to fluctuate.

I only heard a voice full of air coming from inside, "Who is it!"

Han Lu immediately wanted to take back his soul consciousness and prepared to escape.But at the moment of withdrawing, a slight muffled hum was caught.

There was only one sound, but Han Lu froze.

After a while, he flew into the air, mobilized the strength of his whole body, and gathered it on the sword.Han Lu suddenly remembered that his master cut the Yangtze River with his sword. When the old man raised the sword, was he as anxious as he is now?

With one strike, the momentum is like a rainbow!

Sword shadows overlapped one after another, as if a mountain was blowing down, the entire yard exploded immediately, the roof scattered, and everything in the room was exposed to the setting sun.This is Han Lu's hand, if he hadn't taken into account the voice he heard just now, he might have smashed through the enemy with the momentum of thousands of troops, and trampled this courtyard into ruins.

A white-headed old man flew up and said angrily: "Where is the wild boy, dare to come to Wei's house to play wild, you want to die!"

Han Lu didn't even give him a look, he stared fixedly at Gu Wuyou, who was covered with shackles, his eyes were scarlet, but was tightly restrained by the person next to him.

The next moment, monstrous anger swept through the cold road.He raised his sword and killed the Pulsatilla.

Previously, Gu Wuyou was suppressed by the pulsatilla and couldn't let go, but now without the old man's coercion, he immediately let go of his hands and killed all directions.

Those who rushed over to restrain Gu Wuyou were immediately trapped by Wuyou with iron chains, and then Gu Wuyou didn't give him any time to fight back, he opened his mouth and bit the blood vessels in the man's neck.

Hot blood gushed into Gu Wuyou's mouth, and the man screamed in pain.Part pain, part fear.

Gu Wuyou, whose mind was controlled by the magic pill, had an astonishing demand for blood, but in just three or two strokes, he sucked all the blood from this person.Leaving this person behind, Gu Wuyou's chin and skirt were soaked in blood, his eyes were ferocious, and he stared at the few people beside him with wolf-like eyes.

These self-proclaimed righteous people had never seen a ghost-like person before, and they backed away in fright.But Gu Wuyou, who was invading with demonic nature, was not something these people could deal with, but with a few clangs of the iron chain, another person was pulled in front of Gu Wuyou by the iron chain.

Even though he knew that he was no match for Pulsatilla, Han Lu tried his best.

Firstly, it was to vent out the anger in his heart, secondly, Gu Wuyou seemed to be in urgent need of blood for recuperation, and thirdly, since he fought against the ancestor of the Xue family, Han Lu had not met anyone who was just a little higher than him.

Now it's time to practice with him.

If we let Pulsatilla know what Han Lu is really thinking at this moment, I don't know if he will stop angrily.

The Pulsatilla in mid-air suppressed Han Lu, but couldn't get rid of it. After more than 20 moves, the Pulsatilla became angry and used the kung fu to press the bottom of the box. Han Lu was defeated by Pulsatilla's palm from mid-air.

It happened to fall in Gu Wuyou's direction.

Han Lu jumped up, gathered all his strength again, and threw out the move "Break the Yangtze River".Pulsatilla retreated again and again, and rubble flew in the air, making it a mess.

Pulsatilla reached out to catch the flying stone, and then raised his head, there was no shadow of the two of them in the distressed courtyard.

Han Lu held Gu Wuyou in his arms until he flew to the suburbs before stopping.

As soon as he landed, Han Lu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Cutting off the Yangtze River is originally a finale method, which is extremely exhausting, and cannot be used for the second time in a short period of time.

But Han Lu relied on the hundreds of years of Gongyang Yexing's foundation in his body, so he did it recklessly, otherwise he would be a dead corpse whose blood was sucked dry by Gu Wuyou at this moment.

This time, Gu Wuyou's demonic nature was so fierce that he couldn't suppress it even though he had sucked the blood of several people.If it wasn't for the familiar smell on Han Lu's body, reminding Gu Wuyou that the person next to him is Han Lu, otherwise there would have been tooth marks on Han Lu's neck.

After finally restraining himself, Han Lu spat out a mouthful of blood, Gu Wuyou's blood surged immediately, and his whole body suddenly became upset.

Unceremoniously pushing away from the cold road, Gu Wuyou walked a few steps to the side, leaned on the trunk of an old tree, and squatted down, clutching his chest.

Han Lu was pushed unpreparedly by Gu Wuyou, and his whole body became cold.Before he could be wronged, Gu Wuyou squatted down in pain, so he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked over, asking with concern, "What's wrong?"

Gu Wuyou turned his head, refusing to smell the smell of Han Lu's body, otherwise he would really not be able to hold his mouth against Han Lu's neck.But Han Lu didn't feel it, seeing him avoiding him, he supported him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Gu Wuyou pushed him away again, and shouted: "Get out!" His voice was hoarse, not like his own.

Han Lu was stunned, and his hands still maintained the half-hugging posture just now.In fact, he has always liked Gu Wuyou's voice, clear and clear like the wind in the valley, pure and clean without impurities, just like him.

But now...

It turned out that in the past five years, only he had stayed where he was, clinging to the memories of five years ago, while everything else had changed.