Cheng Junling

I'll go and stay with you, and leave for a weekend.

Although Luo Rusheng and Baili Chen were companions on the journey, they could be counted as being dependent on each other, but he had a cold nature and really had no other thoughts.

He was extremely vigilant about the wind and grass along the way, as if a fierce battle could break out at any time.

Apart from the personal affair, what she couldn't figure out was who entrusted her father with this trip.

Looking through the twilight, she only felt that her heart was empty, and flowers were flying into dreams, and things were people, not rain.

The drizzle outside the window, he and she walked through the rain, the westerly wind disturbed people's hearts and caused desolation.

Escaping endlessly is probably the best choice for them to avoid the killer now.

They may only know that they are the target of being hunted down, but they don't know who is the black hand behind the scenes. It seems that that person is manipulating the fate of all of them. Is it true that one death can end all this?

Do not!

At least, Cheng Junling doesn't think so. Only by being alive can he have the capital to fight against evil.

He had already walked out of the dry stone forest. Although he didn't know where Baili Chen and the others were, he had already decided to go to Yunjian Villa alone. Maybe they would have the same choice.

Winter plum blossoms are standing, and frost is all over the world.

The way out of the forest to the villa needs to pass through Chuancheng, so Cheng Junling went to Jianshi Zhai to drink tea and rest for a while, but he was worried about the gossip he heard on the way.

"The Killer League is intercepting and killing the escort... Who is the killer? Could it be..."

He thought to himself, his brows were furrowed, this is good, and he couldn't eat tea properly.

But in the end he still chose to look for Bailichen. Even though there are thousands of roads, there is only one road leading to Yunjian Villa, and he lives in the deep mountains.

As soon as the rain had stopped, he set out on the road.

Unexpectedly, he was really surprised when a figure suddenly appeared in the outer suburbs.

Wearing a dark blue undress brocade robe...

"Kukaki?!"

Cheng Junling secretly clenched his fists, and moved his feet back slightly.

Wait, why is he the only one?Is it a trap again?

He almost forgot that Xu Yuan couldn't speak, even if he heard what he said, he didn't know how to express it.

The looming long bone soft sword in Xuyuan's robe really made him fearful. The person in front of him is the master of the Sun and Moon Pavilion after all, and his martial arts are far superior to his own. If he fights hard, I'm afraid...

Before he could figure it out, Xu Yuan walked towards him slowly.

What's the meaning?He didn't know, he was the only one who came, and he didn't seem to want to kill himself in this posture.

At this time, the snow is falling, like goose feathers flying all over the sky. The snow has not completely melted, and it will come again.

Xueluo was silent, and Xuyuan walked silently, obviously the distance between them was not very far, but Cheng Junling felt that he seemed to have walked half his life.

This silence is terrifying.

Xu Shi wanted to take advantage of Cheng Junling's complete lack of vigilance, Xu Yuan slammed his sleeves and jumped up, the long bone soft sword sprang out and stretched out to attack Cheng Junling with a "huh", he was completely startled, When panicked, he had to dodge sideways.

Did this soft sword grow out of his body?When he turned sideways, he quickly drew out the green ink long sword, and blocked the attack of the soft sword with his backhand.

It twists and turns, swallows the sun and the moon, and dances with the snow.

The long bone soft sword rises up with strength, as if using ingenuity to change several times, Xu Yuan is flying in the air, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands behind his back, the moves are like a dream.

Cheng Junling was too late to use the sword style, so he had to use defense instead of attack everywhere.

"What on earth are you going to do! I'm no longer the one to walk the darts. Could it be that your target has been me from the beginning!"

The mountains and rivers are plain, lonely and silent.

Before the soft sword brushed against his cheek, it was suddenly withdrawn, but Cheng Junling swung the sword to attack him. Perhaps he had been abused for a long time, so he wanted to fight back.

Even if you are covered in bruises, you must regain your dignity.

Unexpectedly, Xu Yuan didn't intend to fight back!

Cheng Junling himself lost his sword energy, and was frightened by Xuyuan's "stunned", and the whole person turned away, and the sword scratched his shoulder.

And Cheng Junling fell heavily on top of him.

The snow was falling hard.

"you……"

When Cheng Junling got up and helped him up, he suddenly smelled that similar breath, and was startled.

The other party was speechless, and there was no response to pain.

Cheng Junling was already suspicious, staring at the ghost mask, waiting for an opportunity to take it off.

When Xu Yuan stood up straight and pierced the wound with the golden long armor, he stretched out his hand and pulled off the mask, but the other party hugged him into his arms and pressed him down...

Time seems to stand still, even the air is thinner.

Cheng Junling fell heavily on the snow, holding the ghost mask in his hand.

His eyes stared straight at the scarred face in front of him, the dark complexioned face...

"It's not Huang Yi..."

He muttered to himself, his heart full of loss and fear.

Xu Yuan also subconsciously froze when he heard the name Huang Yi, snatched the ghost mask and moved it away from him.

Turning his back, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he put on the mask.

"Yes, sorry."

When he heard Cheng Junling's words, he was a little surprised at first, and then he couldn't help laughing.

It's really pitifully stupid, but it's just a piece of human skin that makes him so distracted... But truth, falsehood, good and evil have long been beyond the ability of the eyes to see clearly.

He snorted coldly, glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and disappeared into the snow with a flick of his sleeves.

"This time, I just want to prevent you from looking for the dart walker. If you don't go to Yunjian Villa, maybe you still have a chance..."

Cheng Junling has never forgotten that face. What did he go through to become like this, to be... so ruthless.

Wandering snow shadows, the sword shines in the west.