Cheng Junling

It's snowing at night.

Fortunately, as soon as the cool autumn came, they changed into relatively warm outfits, so that they would not feel extremely biting when facing the cold winter months.

Perhaps it was because the innkeeper left in a hurry and left three taels of fox-fur shawls in the main room, and they put them on. Although they looked a little old, they were better than nothing.

They hurried on the road during the day, and the unpopular Qingfeng Town seemed even more deserted.

When they left, the masked men searched the whole town, but found nothing.

At this time, the man in black who came from another direction seemed to have found some clues, and said: "The horseshoe marks are still very clear, probably in this direction." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pointed.

They followed the trail, and the other group of people behind them stopped, looking at their distant figures from a distance.

Covered in silver, the ground is covered with snow.

The snow is cold and cool, reincarnated for thousands of years.

This snow came in a hurry and left in a hurry.Like them, the Flying Drift is adrift.

Stepping on the snow and leaving, the wind returns and the clouds disperse.

For such a long time, Baili Chen has been able to confirm one thing, Cheng Junling is just a pawn, and he is just a pawn in a huge conspiracy, but he wants to find out who is behind this huge chessboard. Who is behind the scenes.

Luo Rusheng kept sneaking glances at Baili Chen, wanting to get close to him but was always deterred by the coldness emanating from him. Her original gratitude had changed, but she didn't know what he was thinking.

What's more, he doesn't know what kind of thoughts he has for Cheng Junling.

The new wind was howling, and suddenly there was the creaking sound of stepping on the snow not far away, making them vigilant and paying attention to their surroundings from time to time.

In the coolness of God, a group of masked assassins surrounded him.

"Who are you?"

Luo Rusheng shouted loudly, perhaps for the two of them, there are many possibilities for the identity of the visitor.

Cheng Junling noticed that the costumes of these people were similar to those of the original chasers, and everyone was holding long knives, so he guessed that they were sent by Wuji sect.

Seeing that the other party didn't want to answer what he meant, Luo Rusheng snorted a little angrily, pre-emptively struck, and threw a nine-section long whip in a leaping volley.

The momentum was like a rainbow, and it really surprised the other party.

The masked man started to attack the three of them, and Baili Chen and Cheng Junling started the sword pose, breathing in the sword energy, and swept the Liuhe with one move.

The sound of Jinshi is endless, and the fire is shining.

Cheng Junling was secretly startled, obviously feeling that the other party's internal strength was far superior to her own.Could it be that this is the strongest killer of the Promise Sect?

He bit his lip, turned his long sword horizontally into a shield, and stepped back to lean against Baili Chen.

Luo Rusheng used the dark dart to kill two or three people, but was almost hit by the knife.

"what should we do?"

She also stepped back, with them.

The horse had long been hacked to death with knives, and the blood flowed horizontally.

In a panic, Cheng Junling put the package on Baili Chen's body and said loudly: "Go! Their target is me! You, go!"

"No! Then what do you do!" Baili Chen saw him in a mess, and he was right. He was the only target of the killer of the Promise Gate.

But, could he really be left alone... When Baili Chen was about to hand over the package to Luo Rusheng, she grabbed her arm, "Brother Chen! Are you really desperate!"

"I……"

He can't die, he still has blood feuds and family grievances, and there is no clue at all!

In front of Cheng Junling and those men in black are fighting to the death, but he can't compete with them at all, let alone help him...

He clenched the broadband in his hand, turned his head to hide the unbearable tears in his eyes, and ran forward to escape.

Luo Rusheng followed him and disappeared into the boundless white snow.

Seeing the two of them going away, Cheng Junling seemed to relax his tense nerves, and spat out a mouthful of blood.He already had multiple stab wounds on his body. If he hadn't been stabbed in the abdomen just now when he was unconscious, he wouldn't have been weightless and comatose while being trampled under his feet by that person...

"Didn't you say that this kid looks very powerful?"

The man took off the mask, but it was Su Hao's younger brother Su Shi.

"Take him to me!"

Before the words fell, he only felt that the wind direction was not right, and looked back sensitively.

Not only him, but the other four felt bad, as if they were controlled by someone.

"Close to each other, and separate each other to restrain each other."

"Who's talking!" They were completely startled, listening to the voice drifting in the wind.

They seem to be surrounded in a formation, making moves at will, but they feel that their internal power is not working well.

horrible!Who made such a witchcraft technique!Teach them how to live but they can't speak.Everyone only felt that they were surrounded by dense forests and connected to each other, and they couldn't find a way out.

Going back and forth like this, they only feel that the stars are moving.

In an instant, it seemed as if they were stabbing at them from all directions, even flying sand and rocks could become deadly weapons.

……

Five corpses buried in snow.

Slowly, a tall man in black clothes fell from the sky, with a huge golden phoenix embroidered on the brocade silk satin behind him.

He leaned over and hugged Cheng Junling, and stayed quietly for a while.

In the dark, Cheng Junling felt that the person beside him was Xu Yuan, because that unique fragrance...

The wind blows past, blurring the phantom, as if it has been a lifetime.