Chun Feng Du Jian

Wen Heng's words seemed to deter the ambushing assassins for a short while. A moment later, there was rustling of branches and leaves from the northwest corner, and a man with a slightly thicker voice replied, "You don't have to ask who we are—"

It was too late and then quickly, Xue Qinglan listened to the sound to identify the position, swept the horizontal sword, and the two silver darts that fell on the ground shot out like two cold electricity, only heard a "gudong" from behind the tree, the man said Before he could finish speaking, he was hit vitally by a hidden weapon, groaned on the spot, and fell to the ground.

At first, everyone saw that Wen Heng was carrying someone behind his back, so they didn't pay attention to this young man. They also regarded Xue Qinglan as Wen Heng's oil bottle, thinking that they could use it when necessary. Who knew that this young man was quick and ruthless, and They actually rushed to take the lead in front of Wen Heng. Not only did they not hold back, but they also wanted to protect Wen Heng.

Wen Heng said: "What are you in a hurry for, let others finish the sentence."

Xue Qinglan replied coldly: "There is poison in the hidden weapon. By the time he finishes talking, we both will have died."

Wen Heng gave a meaningful "Oh" and raised his voice: "It seems that today's situation is bound to be a life-and-death situation. What can I do to surprise so many experts at once to ambush me."

Based on the fight in the darkness just now, Xue Qinglan roughly estimated that there were at least dozens of people ambushed in this forest, and all of them were not weak in martial arts. If they really wanted to fight, Wen Heng and the two of them would probably have a very difficult fight.With one hand behind his back, he gently pulled Wen Heng's sleeve, and his voice was extremely low: "Brother Heng, there are too many of them, so it's not suitable to fight for a long time. You go back to the mountain first, and I'll finish it off."

Wen Heng hadn't answered yet, but someone stepped forward and said, "Young Master Wen, I advise you that it's better to just obediently hold your hands and arrest him."

"After all, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Even if you escape the first day of junior high school, you can't escape the fifteenth day. Instead of being hunted down and hiding in fear every day, it's better to accept your fate now to avoid suffering in the future."

As the words fell to the ground, the man also jumped down from the tree and walked in front of the two from the depths of the shadows.He wore a silver mask with strange patterns on his face, revealing thin lips and a pale face. His narrow eyes were as cold as water under the moonlight, and he looked surprisingly young.

Of course, Xue Qinglan couldn't deal with him like the last one in the surprise attack, so he didn't make a move, just crossed his sword in front of him, and asked coldly: "Who is your Excellency?"

"You don't recognize me?" The man actually smiled, and tilted his head at Xue Qinglan innocently, "But I recognize you——I didn't expect to meet Xue Hufa of the Chuixing Sect at the boundary of the Chunjun Sect. It stands to reason , you should stand by my side."

The implication in his words was almost straightforward, Xue Qinglan's right eyelid twitched suddenly, and before he had time to refute, Wen Heng suddenly stretched out his hand, pushed him behind him very smoothly, and said to the man: "Your Excellency wants to kill me. It will not be for no reason, what is the reason, please let me know."

The man said: "Recently, I heard that your master's name has spread all over the world, both black and white. I heard that your master's martial arts are superb, and he has the long-lost "Big Dipper Huangu Gong". My master is very interested in this, and specially Order me to pay a visit to Mr. Wen, and do a business by the way."

Wen Heng said: "I would like to hear the details."

"Mr. Wen, don't misunderstand." The man smiled, "It's not doing business with you, but someone paid a big price——"

"I want, buy, you, the, life."

"So that's how it is," Wen Heng also said with a smile, "Am I just passing by?"

The man clapped his hands, and there was a bit of admiration in his words: "Mr. Wen is not surprised, and he talks about life and death with a smile. This demeanor is really admirable. I like dealing with people like you who understand things and understand current affairs most. , then stop the gossip, and please hand over the "Beidou Huangu Shengong"."

With a soft sound of "shua", the cold front pierced out from the oblique ground, the sword tip stopped less than an inch from the tip of his nose, aiming dangerously at his face, Xue Qinglan walked out from behind Wen Heng, and said softly: "He is willing to discuss with you nicely, but I am an unreasonable person. You have found the wrong person."

"Guardian Xue." The man was not afraid of being pointed at by the sword, "I don't believe that the Chui Xingzong doesn't want the secrets of magic skills. If you mix with him and protect him everywhere, aren't you afraid of being known by Sect Master Fang?"

Xue Qinglan held the sword firmly as a rock, and replied calmly: "You reminded me, it seems that if I don't keep you all here tonight, I will be in great trouble in the future."

The man was slightly stunned at first, and then he couldn't help laughing. The laughter spread far in the dark night, startling the nocturnal birds: "Protector Xue, I'm afraid you haven't figured out one thing. We are far from the only ones who killed Mr. Wen. Just this morning, all the lobby entrances in Jianghu received a reward order. Who can get the "Big Dipper Huangu If you take off his head, you can get 1000 taels of gold. Now I am afraid that more people will come to Yueying Mountain one after another. Can you protect him for a while, can you protect him for a lifetime?"

Xue Qinglan had a hunch when she received the suzerain's warrant, but she didn't expect that the root of the disaster was here.The other party is determined to want Wen Heng to die, and lures are not enough, and they have added a "secret book of magic skills" out of thin air. Now not only the money seekers are flocking to it, but those conspiracy and careerists know the news, how can they not try it out?As the saying goes, "I beat the old master to death with random punches." Wen Heng is only one person, how can he resist the encirclement and pursuit of more than half of the rivers and lakes?

His heart was full of chills, like falling into a nightmare.The man's words tore through the paper on the window, and the other people who were ambushing in the forest no longer hid themselves, and slowly surrounded them from all sides.The figures under the moon are like a pack of wolves waiting around, their weapons, either bright or dark, are all aimed at the two people in the middle.

Wen Heng stood there and listened silently for a long time, until Tu Qiong saw that the knife rest was in front of his eyes, he finally opened his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "Thanks to everyone who appreciates it, I didn't expect that a mere life in the lower world is worth a thousand gold, I'm really flattered." He slowly turned the blade of the sword to an angle: "But there is one thing I want to make clear first, that so-called bone-shattering magical skill is fake, I have never heard of it, and I don't have such a secret book on me , if you come here for this, I’m afraid you will be disappointed.”

"As for my precious head, which is worth thousands of gold, whether I can take it off depends on your abilities—"

He and Xue Qinglan had a kind of tacit understanding that was self-evident, and they shot almost at the same time, and rushed towards the opposite side. For a while, only the sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly, echoing layer after layer in the empty mountain forest.

Although Xue and Wen are young, they are both extremely talented. Their martial arts are far superior to ordinary people, so they will not be defeated even if they have few enemies and many enemies. promote.There are also a few masters in the other party who haven't exerted their full strength. Obviously, they want to catch the two of them in one fell swoop when they are dragged to the point of exhaustion by the wheel battle.

Sure enough, after a long fight, Xue Qinglan was first swept to the back with a stick, and fell forward. Wen Heng turned around to save him, but the attack was chaotic, giving other people an opportunity to take advantage of it. Huo Ran pushed him back a few feet, and spurted out a mouthful of blood as he pressed his chest.

Xue Qinglan said anxiously: "Brother Heng!"

Wen Heng coughed twice, reluctantly said: "Don't panic, I'm fine."

The man who first came to talk to Wen Heng put his sword on Wen Heng's shoulder, and said gloatingly, "Look, what did I say? I advised you to catch him without a fight, and you must fight to the death. The battle of trapped beasts is certainly admirable, but the taste may not be very pleasant." Bar?"

Wen Heng wiped the blood from his lips, leaned on the sword and stood up again, shifted the sword to his right hand, and said pantingly: "You are from Rishen Pavilion in Jinchan City, Zhongqing. You don't go all the way, I only have one life, I don't know how you plan to divide it?"

"I don't need you to worry about that. If Mr. Wen wants a quicker death, you can honestly hand over the "Big Dipper Huangu Shengong", otherwise..." The man glanced at Xue Qinglan arrogantly, not without Tauntingly, "I have no choice but to wrong you and this Protector Xue to be two nameless lonely ghosts in this mountain."

Wen Heng shook his head and said, "I've said it before, I don't know about "Beidou Huangu Shengong", let alone this martial arts secret book."

"Tsk." It's all up to this point, his tone remains unchanged, the relaxed expression on the man's face finally faded, and impatient anger appeared, and he said intimidation: "Toast, don't eat and fine wine, and don't hand over Cheats, you two can go on the road together!"

The current situation is that Wen Heng and Xue Qinglan are artificially separated into two places, and cannot join forces to fight against the enemy. Xue Qinglan is surrounded by six people, and Wen Heng blocks eight people alone, presenting a one-sided crushing situation. It is the elders of the various factions. It is difficult for a person of this type, who has experienced a hard battle for the first time, and is surrounded by so many masters, to escape in an instant.

Wen Heng stood with his sword hanging down, and suddenly sighed: "Man dies for money, and birds die for food. This is indeed true."

These words seemed to be coming to an end. When the people around me heard the words, their hearts couldn't help but move, and they all thought to themselves: "When death is approaching, is this guy really going to speak the truth? What if he confessed "Beidou Huan"? The whereabouts of the Bone Divine Art, we must get rid of everyone else later, so that we can monopolize the divine art."

But when he thought about it further, he said in shock: "No, since I have this plan, other people can also think of it, maybe someone will hide their backs and make a move in a while, I can't just rush to the front, I must Be careful with these people behind."

These people come from different sects, and it was purely accidental to meet them in ambush here tonight, and there was no discussion beforehand. Therefore, although they all seem to want Wen Heng to die, they are actually not on the same page, especially because there are a few of them who think they are smart The people who saw that Wen Wenheng was already in the bag, so they started to plan to divide the spoils later.It doesn't take any brains to provoke this gang of mobs to internal strife. Wen Hengguang can tell from their expressions that someone has already made up their minds.

What he wanted was the hesitation and retreat at this moment, with the sword in his hand, he stretched his arms and swept out, the silver light was like a full moon, swishing away in a circle.In just a short moment, everyone felt a gust of cold wind blowing across their faces, and the cool sword aura made their hair stand on end. The sword was so fast that people had no time to blink. Before they could see where the ghostly sword tip landed, their throats were full. First, a cloud of blood burst out, and he fell straight on his back.

Eight people fell backwards at the same time, like a flower blooming with Wen Heng as the center, blood was still splashing in mid-air, like a sudden rain at night, falling on the faces of the killers who were dying, dyeing the entire mountain road. Into a scarlet Shura hell.

And Wen Heng stepped on the blood all over the ground and floated down from the mid-air. The sword in his right hand pointed at the ground obliquely, but there was only a drop of dark red blood on the bright white blade, hanging on the tip of the sword.

Boundless blood soared into the sky, a purple electric light suddenly tore through the sky, thunder rolled from the distant sky, and exploded above the mountain road, as if the entire Yueying Mountain was trembling under the power of the thunder.This scene was so horrible that it was almost tragic, and it was not enough to be described as "thrilling". If someone was a little timid, he would be able to scare him to death on the spot.

Xue Qinglan reacted quickly, seeing that Wen Heng had no more worries, and immediately let go of his hands and feet and rushed forward.His swordsmanship has been learned from Wenheng, and some habits of using knives are also mixed. The opening and closing are rigorous, yet fierce. At this time, with one against six, the sword moves are constantly being used, and the strength is long and lifeless. Tired, it is obvious that the stop just now was just pretending to be exhausted, to relax the enemy.

The six people who besieged Xue Qinglan were complacent and thought they would succeed tonight, but who would have thought that Wen Heng's sword would be so powerful that they would kill eight masters in a blink of an eye.They lost confidence in their hearts, and their feet were like rootless duckweeds. They had no way of resisting Xue Qinglan, who was so sharp and difficult. They couldn't run even if they wanted to. Cursed more than.

Xue Qinglan was annoyed by their noise, wishing to go down with a sword and be quiet, but just in case Wen Heng had something to ask, he didn't kill the killer, but just sealed the acupoints of several people so that they couldn't move and make a sound.

After a fierce battle, none of the nearly twenty killers could stand still.Xue Qinglan put the sword back into its sheath, and walked towards Wen Heng, seeing him standing silently in the Xiao Xiao night wind, staring at the corpses all over the place, feeling that the blow was too heavy, and killed all eight people by the sword, it was unbearable for a moment, Hence the sense of self-blame and remorse.

Xue Qinglan went over and pulled his sleeve, forced Wen Heng to turn around, told him to look at him, and said firmly: "Brother Heng, these people are self-inflicted, don't think you have done something wrong, if today They don't die, it's us who die."

Wen Heng was not the first time to kill people, but it was indeed the first time to kill so many people.He has very little experience in fighting with others, and most of them practice with mountains, rivers, trees and stones, so he is not very sure about the severity.Eighty percent of his internal energy was poured into that sword, and to be on the safe side, he aimed at the weakest part of the throat. The sword's edge, which can split mountains and rocks, can cut through human skin, just like cutting tofu with a knife.

"This trick is called 'Rain and Thinning Flowers'." Wen Heng said, "Today is the first time I have used it on someone, and my subordinates lost their sense." He seemed to want to explain something, but met Xue Qinglan's eyes, and suddenly He stopped, and after a while, he laughed bitterly at himself, shook his head and said, "Forget it."

"I know."

Xue Qinglan stared at him, and said seriously: "Brother Heng, you don't really want to kill them, but you feel that everything you say is like making excuses. I know, and I believe you."

In fact, Wen Heng hadn't recovered from the numbness after killing the eight people just now, until he heard Xue Qinglan's words, he raised his eyes slightly in surprise, and suddenly woke up from the deep nightmare, his eyes gradually recovered warmth With an expression on his face, he nodded slightly.

"I'm fine, don't worry." He stretched out his hand to wipe off the little blood splashed accidentally on the side of Xue Qinglan's face, and stroked the back of his neck from top to bottom, as if to comfort him, and also eased the pain with this movement. Confused my mood, "It seems to be raining, let's go back."

Xue Qinglan said: "There are still a few people alive, don't you want to ask a few more questions?"

Wen Heng pondered for a moment, then walked up to several killers who were lying on the ground with his sword in hand, and asked, "Who is the one who issued the reward order?"

Xue Qinglan held the long sword upside down, and tapped the backs of several people with the hilt to unlock the acupoints.Those few people had been frightened by him for a long time, and they knew that their vitality was all in this person's thought, so they didn't dare to hide when they saw Wenheng's question, so they could only shake their heads and said: "Mr. Wen, please forgive me, we really don't know. !"

This answer was within Wen Heng's expectation, he nodded and said, "All right."

Seeing that he stopped talking, Xue Qinglan walked over and asked, "Do you want to silence me? I'll do it."

One of the killers probably felt that he was bound to die, so he didn't bother to beg for mercy. Instead, he summoned a burst of courage out of thin air, and angrily reprimanded Wen Heng: "My surname is Wen, you have practiced the "Big Dipper Huangu Gong", why don't you dare to admit it! Say you don’t have any secrets!”

Wen Heng said helplessly: "It's true that I haven't practiced before, you are almost dead, why should I lie to you?"

The man choked up for a moment, but still refused to let go, panting: "You...then what kind of kung fu did you use just now? Apart from the "Big Dipper Huangu Shengong", how can there be such an incomparably powerful swordsmanship in the world!"

After hearing this, Wen Heng glanced at Xue Qinglan suddenly, then shook his head and said, "I can't tell you this."

The man was so angry that he could do nothing, he simply closed his eyes and pretended that he was dead.Xue Qinglan looked at Wen Heng suspiciously, and asked in a very low voice: "Brother Heng, isn't that your own sword technique? Why can't you say it?"

Wen Heng pressed his fingertips on his lips, made a silent gesture, and a sly smile flashed in his eyes: "It's not impossible to say, you will know later."

He lowered his head and said to the killer who was closing his eyes and waiting to die: "This mountain full of corpses looks shameful, I spare your life, after you bury these corpses on the spot, go down the mountain on your own."

Xue Qinglan reminded disapprovingly behind him: "Brother Heng, cut the weeds and roots."

Wen Heng grabbed him back, and said in a low voice: "They won't die if they make mistakes, so you should make a good relationship and let him live."

Xue Qinglan stared at those people coldly, with a flash of inspiration, and thought about it, he seemed to be asking Wen Heng, but in fact he said threateningly: "What if they intend to retaliate?"

Several people hurriedly swore and swore, begging for mercy loudly: "Protect Xue, please forgive me! We will definitely keep the secret, and never dare to talk nonsense outside..."

Xue Qinglan sneered and said, "Strange, I don't know what secrets we have to 'guard'. Who are you trying to blackmail?"

Several people looked at each other, and hurriedly changed their words: "The villain is willing to obey Xue Hufa!"

Only then was Xue Qinglan satisfied, and said: "I want you to leave the Central Plains overnight, go overseas immediately, and never return to your homeland for life, or go underground to accompany them now!"

His intentions were very obvious, and the few people were startled, and murmured: "Then we... we will become..."

Xue Qinglan said: "That's right, how you threatened Mr. Wen just now, that's where you will be in the future. But at least I gave you a little time to prepare, in comparison, it's already called benevolence and righteousness." He said from his arms He took out a white-bodied porcelain bottle, poured out six small green pills from it, held them in his palm, and knelt down in front of several people: "Okay, let's choose. Those who are willing to live, take this medicine and fly away; , Die on the spot, and wait for others to collect your body."

Xue Qinglan sat firmly on the position of Dharma Guardian of the Hanging Star Sect at a young age. In addition to his extraordinary martial arts, he also has a skill in poisoning that is no less than that of his teacher Xue Ci. He is quite famous in the underworld. : "What kind of medicine is this?"

"Tianxiang Jihuasan, taking it makes people's skin feel cold, and you like warmth and fear the cold. If you take this medicine, you will stay away from the north for the rest of your life and settle down in a warm place in the south." Xue Qinglan said, "It won't kill you, don't worry."

The six people looked at each other, vacillating between fleeing for their lives and dying with nothing. Xue Qinglan didn't have that much patience, and urged: "I'll count to three, and if I don't choose, you all just die together."

Four of them seemed to be really afraid of death, so they immediately took the pills and put them in their mouths. Seeing this, the other two couldn't help being shaken, and silently took the pills and swallowed them.Xue Qinglan clapped her hands and said with a smile: "That's right. After half an hour, the acupoints on your bodies will naturally be untied, so you can do whatever you want. If I bump into you again in the future, don't blame yourself for being unlucky."

After threatening him, he stood up on his knees and said to Wen Heng, "Let's go."

The two figures fluttered and disappeared at the end of the dark mountain road. The six people sat on the ground wearily, sighed for a moment, and suddenly felt a chill on their faces, and heavy raindrops fell from the sky, which quickly watered them thoroughly. One of them suddenly said: " Hey, I suddenly have some strength in my body, and I can open the acupuncture points."

The rest listened to what he said, each tried it, and sure enough, after taking the medicine, the breath in the dantian was filled, and the acupoints were quickly opened.The six people supported each other to stand up, one of them hesitated and said: "Are we really going to listen to that kid's instructions and take the blame for that guy named Wen?"

Another person said: "Then what should we do, go after them and kill them now?"

These people are all desperadoes who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time. It has long been commonplace to repent after taking an oath, so they are not afraid of any thunderbolt and ten thousand arrows piercing their hearts.But just as he was about to kill, one of them suddenly shivered and said, "Oh, it's so cold!"

Although the heavy rain is coming fiercely, it is summer after all, no matter how cold it is, it is impossible to be as cold as a sudden heavy snowfall, but these people feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet, straight to the sky, and the rain hits their bodies like a basin of ice water. After pouring water, he involuntarily hugged his arms tightly, his teeth chattered, and shouted in horror: "It's so cold! It's so cold! I'm freezing to death! Go away!"

At this time, the few people knew how terrible the medicine Xue Qinglan forced them to take, and now even the last thought of resistance was extinguished. They didn't care about cleaning the battlefield, and rushed down the mountain to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Naturally, Wen Heng and Xue Qinglan were not spared either, and were caught in the heavy rain as soon as they entered Zhanchuan City.Fortunately, there were not a few steps left. The two returned to the small courtyard in the rain. Wen Heng called the servants to boil water and sent Xue Qinglan to take a bath. The room was lost in thought.

Xue Qinglan opened the door and came in. Seeing that the tail of his hair was still dripping, a piece of the white shirt in front of him was wet, so he walked over and brushed his long black hair behind him, wrung it dry repeatedly with a cloth towel, and then combed it neatly with his fingers.He did such a trivial matter very seriously, and he was completely different from the cruel Demon Sect protector on the mountain road tonight.After a while, he suddenly heard Wen Heng ask: "Qinglan, what kind of medicine did you give them?"

"As expected of Brother Heng," Xue Qinglan smiled while supporting his shoulder, "Did you guess it?"

"Ashamed, I just thought of it just now." Wen Heng sighed, "With your cleverness and meticulousness, you won't leave such a big loophole waiting for them to exploit."

Xue Qinglan bent down, wrapped his arms around him, and lay lazily on Wen Heng's left shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "I used the prescription Xue Ci gave Qin Ling. After taking that medicine, it can greatly increase internal strength. It makes people improve their martial arts, but after using their true qi, they will feel cold all over. If they don’t suppress it with antidote, unless they don’t do it for a lifetime, even if they hide in the Flame Mountain, they can only live for ten years at most.”

In this way, even if these people break their vows and return to their original sect, their sudden improvement in martial arts will arouse suspicion from others, and they will send someone to spread the word, and when the time comes, what is black is true, and they have to take the blame Wen Heng's pressure will be relieved a lot if he is blamed.

Wen Heng lowered his eyes and saw his thin and slender hand dangling in front of his chest, so he reached out to hold it, and sighed: "It's hard for you."

Xue Qinglan was keenly aware that there seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in his tone, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart, and he forced a smile and said: "What's the matter...why did you suddenly become separated from me?"

Wen Heng didn't answer his words, and suddenly said without beginning or end: "Qing Lan, how long has it been since you returned to the Hanging Star Sect?"

This sentence was like a thunder that exploded, and Xue Qinglan was stunned instantly. He murmured as if he didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Wen Heng turned sideways slightly, pulled him over and hugged him on his lap, almost coaxing him, and said with utmost gentleness and patience: "You go back first, and I will pick you up after I settle this matter, okay? "

"Not good!" Xue Qinglan stood up and pushed him away suddenly, his eyes burned red with anger, "When is it now, you let me go?"

"It's dangerous to stay by my side," Wen Heng seemed to have expected his resistance, and he didn't think it was disobedient, and still reached out to him, "You heard it too, there will be a lot of people coming for rewards and secrets." Come to me for trouble, not every time it will go as smoothly as today."

Xue Qinglan was so anxious that he couldn't stop yelling at him anymore. Hearing this, he sneered again and again: "Today, the two of us almost got trapped in it. There will only be more people besieging you in the future. What do you do when I leave? You are here alone. Waiting for them to pick your head off?!"

"Of course not." Wen Heng said, "I know who is behind the scenes, and I won't sit still. But Qing Lan, I dare to take some risks alone, but I dare not let you be involved with me, understand?"

"Don't ask me!" Xue Qinglan rushed forward, grabbed his collar, and said bitterly, "I should ask you, Wen Heng, do you understand, and how much effort did I have to wait?" Back to you, isn’t the worst outcome to be death? What’s so scary about us dying together?”

"Fool, it's just that a few little thieves are thinking about it, and it's not a battle of life and death. Is it worth living like this?" Wen Heng told his reddened eye sockets to make his heart throb, and stretched out his hand to pull Xue Qinglan into the room. In his arms, he said helplessly, "This is not what I want to live and die together. Even if we die together, we can't take advantage of them."

"Be obedient, you go back to the Chui Xingzong to avoid it for the time being. If you need help, I will naturally find a way to contact you." Wen Heng followed his back, "Last time at the Siyou Mountain Sword Discussion Conference, you still secretly Run away, didn’t I also deliver a letter to you later?”

Xue Qinglan listened to him in silence for a long time, and finally stopped being stubborn, and asked through gritted teeth: "Brother Heng, to be honest, if I insist on not leaving, are you planning to use other methods to send me out?" Zhanchuan City?"

Wen Heng was speechless for a moment.

Silence is undoubtedly the most definite answer, Xue Qinglan nodded and said, "I understand."

He pushed away Wen Heng's embrace, turned and walked out indifferently: "Don't bother you, I'll leave tomorrow."

The author has something to say: fight!fight!