ten steps one kill

An Guangsha sat alone in the dark.

After he left the crowd, he wandered alone in the night, aimlessly, and unknowingly came to the upper reaches of Huichuan, near the source of a tributary.The clear water has just gushed out of the spring not long ago, and it has not yet become a climate. It just converges into a narrow and shallow trickle. The gurgling sound of the spring soaks the pebbles along the way, showing a deep color.

An Guangsha sat on a raised rock, leaned over and soaked his hands and feet in the water. The clear spring brushed over the back of his hands, leaving a gentle touch on the dry and tight skin, which relieved fatigue and burning, and made him feel the long-lost comfort. .

His body temperature was higher than usual, as if he had not caught a cold, showing a mild illness.But he is well aware that under the seemingly slight appearance is the poison that has invaded the meridians. The masked man with green skin and fangs did not know where to find such a surly poison. It's like a fruit is gradually rotting. When the signs are on the outside, there is no cure inside.

The martial arts conference lasted for seven days, and now more than half of it has passed, and some signs have already appeared on the surface, ruthlessly declaring that the time of death is approaching.

An Guangsha concentrated his energy, silently exercised his skills and adjusted his breath, fighting against the toxicity in his body, trying to relieve the burning sensation that kept pouring into his skin.After an unknown amount of time, he felt his eyelids light up suddenly, as if awakened from a long sleep.

Not far away, the Zhengrong Pavilion was burning fiercely, and the flames occupied the commanding heights, illuminating the entire Yingzhou Island brightly, as if someone had planted a torch between the sky and the earth.Even the pitch-black sea surface in the distance lit up, and crimson waves surged like shadows cast by flames.

Maybe it was because the place where he rested was too close to the top of the mountain, the heat wave was coming, and crackling sparks burst out in the dry air, urging the burning desire in his body, and wasting all his hard work just now.He frowned slightly, and a burst of unbearable memories flooded his eyes.

——On the night when Xiling Village was destroyed, the flames were as bright as this night. Even the distant snow-capped mountains, those lands that were forever cold and frozen, were also splashed with gorgeous colors, dancing wildly with the flames.

Fire played an important role in his life. The last fire that burned down his home seemed to have happened not long ago, but it seemed like a world away.The person who was by his side at that time and was regarded as a brother by him, was ruined and burned to ashes.The other was seriously injured and his life or death is uncertain.There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande Guangsha—the rhetoric that was once a long time ago has finally become a joke.

And this fire has nothing to do with him, even so, looking at the blazing flames, for some reason, he felt a bit of sympathy.

He knew that this fire was created by Yan Yuehua, the owner of Zhujian Village. At this moment, Yan Yuehua must also be watching this carnival in the dark.Every piece of collection in Zhujiange is priceless wealth, and every piece is worthy of the fascination and fascination of the children of the world.However, Yan Yuehua would rather burn these wealth, just to exchange for some illusory things.

Chivalry, ideals, love, freedom... Which one is not a fleeting moment.Just like the smoke above the flames, it seems very thick and dense, but it cannot be touched and cannot be kept. Even if you stretch out your hand to catch it, you can only catch it in vain.

The flames all over the sky make people unable to distinguish the color of the sky and the time of day, as if falling into a five-mile fog, forgetting themselves completely.

An Guangsha closed his eyes several times, but couldn't gather his mind, and finally gave up with a long sigh.His futile efforts at the moment can at best delay his death.Now that Xiling Village no longer exists, and Yan Qianfan has returned to his relatives, he has nothing to worry about in this world, and even if he dies immediately, there is no need to feel sorry.

Moreover, the scenery on Yingzhou Island is much better than Xiling Snow Mountain.The breeze during the day is always warm, the temperature at night is never unbearably cold, and even the chirping of insects is gentle. It is really a good place to die.

Thinking of this, he was relieved of life and death, the remaining life would soon reach its end, and in the few remaining days, he really didn't need to torture himself anymore.He has accepted the strict requirements of his parents since he was born, he stopped crying when he was a toddler, replaced talking with silence, and endured injuries with perseverance.

Now he finally had a chance to breathe, and his long-term patience was slackened overnight, so that he even forgot how to bear the pain.The vicious poison crushed the spleen even more, he closed his eyes and thought, if he ended his life early, he would be able to escape the current torture, but when he thought of going to death, he was faintly afraid, and he dared not do it.

Strength and perseverance are qualities that are used to show people after all.After the halo faded, he was no more than an ordinary person, and he knew the taste of fear well.

There is a kind of white wolf in the snow-capped mountains, which is so spiritual that it can even predict its own death in advance.White wolves act together with their companions all their lives, but before they die, they will leave the wolf pack alone, hide in hiding places, and wait for death to come.

The fur of white wolves is priceless, and they are treasures that many robbers peep at. However, because they are too intelligent, even experienced hunters find it difficult to find their remains. The legend of the white wolf becoming immortal.

At this moment, An Guangsha is like a white wolf, silently leaving his companions, curling up his tired body by the unknown water, licking the wounds all over his body.

At this time, the water suddenly shook.Another outsider broke into the remote and hidden hiding place.

An Guangsha was alert and instinctively held his breath in the dark.But he quickly put away his stance of responding to the enemy, and turned to look surprised, because he recognized the figure of the comer.

A pair of bare feet stepping on the water belonged to a woman, and her footsteps were completely different from the whiteness and delicateness of a man.

Jianghu is a muddy place, and such clean and exquisite bare feet are rare.The tip of the toe raised a splash of water, swaying in the night, An Guangsha lowered his head and stared, and some charming thoughts floated in his heart.

He immediately cut off the inappropriate thoughts, because the person who came was not an ordinary woman, but Mu Xue from Dongfeng Hall.

An Guangxia has dealt with Mu Xue several times, and knows that she has always been valued by Song Yungui.There were a lot of changes tonight, and she should stay with her companions at this moment.

Now she not only appeared alone, but also looked so flustered that she didn't even notice the eyes in the darkness.He just came to the water's edge on his own, squatted halfway in the stream, picked up the gurgling water with his palm, and threw it vigorously at his face.

The temperature of the water at night was cold, however, as if she wanted to wake herself up, she deliberately washed her face with cold water. Her actions were too reckless, and the splash of water wetted half of her clothes. She was still not satisfied, and simply raised her hands , directly splashing the top of the head with water.

Her hair is very long. Originally, for the convenience of movement, all the hair was coiled above the ears on the left and right sides, and it was tied into an exquisite and neat double bun. At this moment, the bun was wet with water and hung behind her head, which made her look even more prominent. Embarrassed.But looking at her face at the moment, it was obvious that she had no time to care about her beauty and ugliness, she just kept pouring water on her body with nervous movements.

When half of her shoulders were soaked, she finally shook her head, stood up from the water's edge, took a long breath, and took steps to and fro. However, the soles of her feet got stuck in the crevice of the stone, and she staggered a few steps. You're about to lose your balance and fall backwards to the surface of the water.

"Be careful!" An Guangsha stepped forward vigorously, reaching out to support her shoulders.

"Ah!" Mu Xue couldn't help exclaiming, when she saw the appearance of the person in front of her, she opened her mouth even more, she was too shocked to speak.

After An Guangsha supported her, he immediately withdrew his hands and said, "Miss Mu, this is not a good place to wash up."

Mu Xue blinked, eyes slowly lowered, and only then did she see her appearance clearly at the moment, with disheveled hair on her temples, light-colored clothes stuck to her body indiscriminately, deep and shallow water spots hanging on her sleeves, and her bare feet soaked in cold water redness.She blushed immediately, and turned her apologetic eyes to An Guangsha: "Why are you here?"

"I'm a loner, so I'm not surprised anywhere," An Guangsha saw that she had put down her guard, and asked, "Why are you so flustered?"

Mu Xue looked at An Guangsha, was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "If the person you have always trusted betrayed you, what would you do?"

An Guangsha was startled, and then smiled wryly: "I have experienced the situation you mentioned just now, and you asked me what I think, I'm afraid I would rather die than experience it again."

"Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue," Mu Xue lowered her head, and after a while, said in a low voice, "I don't know who to trust anymore."

An Guangsha couldn't help being startled, because Mu Xue showed a completely strange look.

Although the two had known each other for only two days, fighting side by side in the arena could be regarded as a life-and-death friendship.In An Guangsha's impression, Mu Xue occupies a unique position, regardless of martial arts or temperament, she is straightforward and straightforward, proud and self-evident, which is quite different from the women he knows.

But tonight, Mu Xue was more fragile and helpless than the women he knew.

Her eyes were wandering, her wet eyebrows were clustered together, her shoulders were unconsciously tightened, and her fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

If he had met her a few hours ago, An Guangsha would have scoffed at her, because in the past he was like a tight string, always upright, always tough, never allowing himself to show weakness, as time goes by, naturally he can't see others of difficulties.Contempt for the weaknesses of others.

At this moment, after losing everything, falling into the mud from the clouds, and even having a soft thought, he finally understood the other party's state of mind.

In this night, too many things were burnt, and after losing everything, it is still as precious as a miracle to meet someone with the same mind.

Mu Xue's pain fell on the bottom of An Guangsha's heart, like a stone dropped into stagnant water, making the stagnant water ripple again.

An Guangsha has never been a person who is good at explaining style, but this time, he instinctively took off his coat, turned it over, picked the cleanest spot, and put it on the opponent's back which was wet by the stream: " Be careful not to catch the wind and cold."

Mu Xue finally raised her head, looked at him with some surprise, her eyes met, her two hearts blended silently, after a long while, the wrinkles between Mu Xue's brows finally unfolded, her frightened expression was gradually replaced by steady breathing.

Meeting people is so amazing.On this night, the gap between the two was smoothed out, and the difference in identity no longer existed, as if it was the first time in their lives that they took off their masks and faced each other honestly.An Guangsha found a dry rocky slope on the bank of the beach, and led Mu Xue to sit on the soft ground.Then, he picked up a bunch of dead branches from the forest not far away, piled them up, lit them with fire, and built a small bonfire in front of the two of them.

At that time, the Zhengrong Pavilion had been burning for a long time, and the shadow standing tall in the flames was becoming more and more withered. The wood made a sound of peeling and peeling, and with the falling of black debris, it showed a harbinger of collapse.Under the illumination of the Zhengrong Pavilion, the bonfire in front of the two of them was so small that it was almost nothing, and only those who sat around the fire could feel the real warmth it radiated.

Mu Xue dried the clothes a little, and calmed down a little.An Guangxia said: "If you have any troubles, you might as well tell me. Although I am no longer the head of Xiling Village, I may not be able to help, but at least I can listen to your troubles."

"Thank you." Mu Xue showed a forced smile, then lowered her gaze, and said, "Actually, it's about our hall master. He seems to be hiding something from me and Dongfeng Hall..."

An Guangsha nodded and said, "I sort of guessed it."

"Guess it?" Mu Xue was taken aback, "Could it be that you also have some clues?"

An Guangxia said: "No, it's just that I can see that he is the person you respect and admire the most in the world. If he hadn't betrayed you, you wouldn't be so flustered."

Mu Xue's cheeks flushed, she quickly bit her lips, lowered her head, her eyes were filled with shame: "Actually, I don't have conclusive evidence, and I don't know how to convince others to believe me."

An Guangsha comforted her and said, "But it's okay to say. I have mistrusted people too, so I will definitely not laugh at you."

Mu Xue said: "Although it was the intention of the hall master that Dongfeng Hall rushed to Nantian Pagoda today, it was Liu Hongfeng who came to the mansion to inform. When Mr. Feng came to the door, the hall master was no longer at the door."

"Oh, did he go somewhere else alone?"

"That's right, he hurried out the door as soon as the time passed. I wanted to know where he was, so I followed him quietly all the time."

An Guangsha was surprised: "Are you following him secretly?"

Mu Xue couldn't help lowering her head, and said: "To tell you the truth, I feel that the hall master is a little strange recently. Although he used to ignore the disciples in the hall and meet with confidante privately, the number of times he went out was by no means as frequent as recently, and every time he to meet the same person."

"Oh? Who is he meeting with?"

"That person is very mysterious. I don't know her identity, and I haven't even seen her face clearly. Although we rarely ask about the hall master's personal affairs, the people around him have always met us, and they will leave an impression on us. But this one is completely different from the past, she comes and goes mysteriously, and some people even say that she is the resurrection of a ghost."

"How to speak?"

"After nightfall recently, I clearly heard two people whispering in the room, but when I asked the guards, no one saw her going in and out of Dongfeng Hall. The hall master received many guests every day, but none of them were Woman. She is like a ghost, no one knows how she sneaked into the house and how she left."

After hearing Mu Xue's narration, An Guangsha pondered and said: "In this way, this person is indeed very strange."

Mu Xue nodded, and said: "Although the hall master has a romantic nature, he has always been generous to his confidante, so I am afraid that he will be deceived by others. The situation on Yingzhou Island is so chaotic. If that woman plots wrongdoing, it may endanger the hall master's safety. I was really worried, so I followed the hall master, trying to find out her identity. But today the hall master did not have a tryst with her, but went to meet Liu Hongfeng. After the two parted, he rushed to the east bank. The east coast of Yingzhou Island is deserted, and there are many shadows of trees, I am ashamed to say that I followed halfway and lost it..."

An Guangsha showed surprise: "Master Song's legs and feet are inconvenient, so logically speaking, it should not be suitable to avoid your stalking."

"Yeah," Mu Xue nodded, "But I followed halfway, and found that the carriage had stopped suddenly, and there was no trace of him in the carriage. The seaside. At that time, the sky was getting dark, and I saw the lights of the Nantian Tower lit up layer by layer from a distance, and then the bell rang on the top floor. I followed the sound to the tower, and saw a man in black and wearing a mask The person, as if escaping from the window, disappeared into the night with the help of a rope. His agility quickly disappeared. But before he disappeared, I saw his outline. It should be a man, and he was traumatized , injured on the left shoulder..."

As Mu Xue spoke, she raised her hand and pen to scratch the wound. An Guangsha listened silently, and her heart couldn't help tightening—at that time, he was covered under the hanging bell, and kept his ears upright to carefully identify the sounds outside. He knew that the man in black It was injured by Yan Qianfan with Mo Xie sword.

On the side, Mu Xue continued: "At this time, I saw the assembly signal rising, so I had to leave first to meet the disciples in the hall. The hall master had returned to us at that time, and his expression was the same as usual, but I stood When he was around, it was found that he had a wound on his left arm, which was just covered with a cloak."

An Guangsha stared at her and asked, "Are you sure you read right?"

Mu Xue nodded and said: "I'm not mistaken. Although he hides well, ordinary people probably can't see it, but after all, I have practiced martial arts with him for many years, and I am very familiar with his every move. Only when he is injured, his Movements will produce changes...Brother An, do you know something?"

Mu Xue met An Guangsha's sight, but was hurriedly avoided by the latter. Mu Xue showed surprise, and continued to ask: "If you know anything, please tell me. Today Yan Qianfan stole Mo Xie Sword, why not Want to climb the Nantian Tower? Who is that man in black? Does he have anything to do with you?"

An Guangsha seemed to be more nervous than Mu Xue, frowning, and remained silent for a while.

Mu Xue waited to no avail, finally lowered her eyes and said, "I'm so weak and useless, Brother An must not trust me."

"Why?" An Guangsha immediately shook his head and said, "Ms. Mu has always been very good, but... I don't dare to trust others anymore."

When An Guangsha spoke, he lowered his head involuntarily, his eyes flickered, his throat fluttered but he couldn't make a sound, his tightly pressed lips squeezed each other, and the expression on his face was reflected in Mu Xue's eyes, forming a completely unfamiliar picture.

A day ago, he rescued someone in the arena, standing in front of the Bloody Gang instead of Mu Xue, with his back like an eagle spreading its wings, flying into the sky and into the ground, fearless.After only one day, he seemed to be a different person, hesitating on the edge of the ravine, hesitantly daring to take another step forward.

It turns out that to be betrayed is to be cramp and stripped of bones, with broken feathers and broken wings, and thus lose the power to soar into the clouds.

The two exchanged glances, savoring the same pain.

However, the minds of the two have never been able to communicate, and there is always a transparent wall between them.

In the distance, Zhengrong Pavilion finally collapsed, the last beam was broken at the middle, and the remaining wooden pillars fell in the flames, making a dull roar.The ground under our feet trembled, and the sparks exploded like fireworks. With the help of the last heat wave, they soared to the sky, and then slowly sank. The remaining fire gradually faded, and finally fell silent, leaving only a cloud of gray-black smoke floating in the air , reluctant to disperse.

Nearby, the firewood picked up by An Guangsha was also burned out.

The small and thin bonfire couldn't last long. After the fire was extinguished, the surrounding area quickly became cold.Even so, Mu Xue took off the clothes on her back, handed them back to the other party, and said, "Brother An, thank you very much today." Yu; Xi; Du; Jia.

She bowed slightly, her eyes were shining with crystal light, and she looked as if she was about to shed tears.But she turned quickly, walking faster than tears.She straightened her shoulders again, even her embarrassed description couldn't hide the arrogance in her back.

An Guangsha suddenly had a strong feeling that if she was allowed to leave, no matter how many difficulties there were ahead, she would definitely go alone.Even if there is an abyss at the end of the road, she will not stop.

"Wait!" An Guangsha rushed a few steps and shouted her to stop, "I do know some secrets, but I don't know if I should involve you in it..."

Mu Xue's shoulders trembled, she turned her head in the night, her pale eyes were extremely bright.An Guangsha met her gaze, saw her nodding to him, and said, "Please tell me."

Her smile melts the transparent walls.

An Guangsha opened his mouth slowly, telling the whole story about the prisoner.

Mu Xue's expression turned from stunned to worried, and after he finally finished speaking, he immediately held her hand: "It turns out that you have been poisoned, but I don't understand it at all, I'm really ashamed..."

An Guangsha was stunned. He didn't expect that after he told the truth, what Mu Xue cared most about was not Song Yungui's conspiracy, nor Dongfengtang's future, but his life and death.

In Mu Xue's eyes, lies, power, and future are all more important than a life.

Who says women don't understand chivalry.Mu Xue's mind flows through An Guangsha's heart like a spring, although it cannot dispel the poisonous Gu, it brings great comfort.

His nose was sour, and his eye sockets felt a little hot, he hurriedly lowered his head, and said, "It's okay, life and death are up to God, I have already prepared in my heart..."

Mu Xue shook her head, interrupted him, and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you die."

An Guangsha was startled again.

Mu Xue fixed his eyes and said: "The world is so big, no matter how severe the poison is, there will always be a medicine to cure it. The so-called cure is only one, but it's just a lie to bluff people. The sun will always rise. Darkness will not last long."

He met Mu Xue's gaze, and murmured: "If the masked man is really Hall Master Song, you..."

Mu Xue said: "If that person is really the hall master, I can't forgive him even more, and I can't just sit back and watch him play tricks on people's hearts and do anything wrong."

The words fell into An Guangsha's ears, like a gust of wind, dispelling all the entrenched haze, and the originally mysterious and difficult-to-reach enemy suddenly revealed a vague outline.

The burning sky returned to silence, and the end of the sea in the east glowed faintly, and a round of red sun was gestating below the sea.

An Guangsha took a deep breath, and the cold air penetrated into his nostrils, making him feel relieved for a long time.He closed his eyes for a moment, and clearly heard the beating deep in his chest.

"If Hall Master Song really has a plan, then Liu Hongfeng must not be so simple. I was so stupid that I entrusted my companions to them."

Mu Xue said: "It's not too late, since we have already caught the handle, we will try to expose their conspiracy."

"It's easier said than done," An Guangsha said with a wry smile, "I am no longer the head of Xiling Village. After tonight, no one in the world will believe my words."

"Who said that?" Mu Xue smiled and said, "At least I believe you."

In the deepest courtyard of Duan Mansion, most of the eaves are covered by pine shadows, and the closed doors isolate visitors and noise. However, they cannot isolate the shadow cast by Zhengrong Pavilion.

This wooden pagoda seemed to be an announcement to the world, burning with all its strength until it was exhausted. After the fire was extinguished, the heat still lingered in the surrounding area for a long time.

Duan Changya lay on the bed, as quiet as a statue, even his breathing was extremely slow, only his chest rose and fell slightly, proclaiming that time was still passing on him.

He seemed to be immersed in the deep sea, with countless bubbles sloshing in the depths of his consciousness. In the chaos, there was a faint fragrance of hibiscus flowers.

What a pleasant fragrance it is, it is incomparable to any smell in the world, but the pine tree is thousands of years old, and the hibiscus flower is one day, the fragrance will soon dissipate, leaving only a long memory, engraved in Duan Changya's vague childhood memory .

It's the smell on my mother's dress.

Duan Changya has passed away long ago, leaving behind only the thin memories of his childhood, which have been left behind by him as he grows up, covered with a thick layer of dust, and become blurred and obsolete.However, in this chaotic deep sea, he vaguely felt a palm caressing his cheek, and then slowly moved away. At the end of the darkness, there seemed to be a familiar outline, emitting a slight light, like the sun dancing on the water. , making him almost want to cry.

Half asleep and half awake, he was pulled back to the past, picked up the long-sealed memories, wiped off the dust, and dyed them bright colors again.He finally recalled that ten years ago, he was just like today, lying powerlessly in the room, watching the time go by in vain.

The shadow in front of him only stayed for a moment, then got up and walked away.Duan Changya was thrown back into the deep sea, he felt scared, and instinctively wanted to keep the familiar smell, but he couldn't move.He seemed to be lying on a thousand needles, and would be shattered at the slightest movement. His consciousness was floating in a dream, surrounded by layers of nightmares, dazed and almost suffocated.

Wake up, wake up, he told himself over and over again.

However, the darkness before dawn is always the hardest to bear.

Liu Hongfeng walked on the road leading to the bamboo courtyard.

What is different from the past is that he is no longer alone. He is followed by the people of Xiling village. Besides, there were still more than [-] people who chose to follow Liu Hongfeng, and they believed his words without asking why, and walked side by side with him.

Liu Hongfeng is not used to the battle behind him, and being trusted by others is a completely unfamiliar experience for him.In his past life, he has long been used to walking alone. He learned martial arts by stealing from other schools, which is disgraceful. After suffering countless cold looks, he finally learned a way to protect himself - to use a more publicized name to cover up his origin.Therefore, he joined the humblest and humblest people in the world and wandered in the rivers and lakes.It took him ten years to get his current status. To this day, whenever Liu Hongfeng is mentioned, people will think of that prodigal son who hangs around the flower streets and alleys, lusts after men, is shameless and shameless.

In the past ten years, he has cultivated a thick-skinned face and the ability to lie without changing his face. The current situation does not require him to lie anymore, but he is not used to it.

From the east slope of Yingzhou Island to the south slope, the road along the way is barren and uninhabited, and the mountain road is narrow and rugged. Due to the large number of people, they can only walk on foot. There was a young man walking beside Liu Hongfeng all the time, and it was the young man Qi Shun who had talked with him just now.

Qi Shun was quite nervous, with a sullen face all the way, without saying a word, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, but his eyes seemed to be distracted, he walked faster and faster, and even passed Liu Hongfeng unknowingly. He didn't realize it until Liu Hongfeng patted his shoulder from behind, and he suddenly woke up.

Liu Hongfeng caught up with him and asked, "Is this your first time playing?"

Qi Shun showed embarrassment, and said: "Did you see it? Actually, I only finished the martial arts course this summer, and I only fought against the master and other brothers, and I haven't fought against a real enemy..."

Liu Hongfeng comforted him and said, "You can't see the enemy yet. The more nervous you are, the less you will notice the situation around you. Just like when practicing martial arts, calm down and don't get confused."

"Okay," Qi Shun immediately nodded in response, but his hands and feet still showed stiffness caused by tension.

Liu Hongfeng thought to himself, maybe talking to him now would make him relax a bit, so he continued to ask: "Who did you learn martial arts from?"

Qi Shun's eyes lit up, and he said, "I learned from Fourth Uncle Feng, I have learned all his moves, and I haven't lost any of them!"

Liu Hongfeng showed a look of approval: "That's right, the younger generation is awesome."

Probably remembering the dead master, Qi Shun immediately lowered his eyes and said, "Fourth Uncle promised to take me to snow hunting this winter..."

Snow hunting is one of the coming-of-age rites in Xiling Village. Usually, the elders lead apprentices to go deep into the Xiling Snow Mountain to check whether the fortifications of the frontier fortifications are functioning normally. Because there are few foreign enemies in the mountains, most of the time there is no need to use force. In order to hone their skills, they adopted hunting methods instead.Rare birds and beasts often come and go in groups in the high mountains and cold areas. If you succeed, the fur of the prey can be made into clothes to keep out the cold, the meat can satisfy your hunger, and the bones can be used to make weapons.Therefore, young disciples regard the achievements of snow hunting as capital to show off, and flock to it.

It is a pity that Feng Si is no longer alive, and Qi Shun will never have the opportunity to follow Master Xue Lie again.

Qi Shun was silent for a long while, then raised his head again, and said: "Although it's not Xue Lie this time, and Master is not around, I will not lose. As long as there are bandits oppressing the people, no matter who the opponent is, I will beat him to death." They caught them all."

Facing a pair of burning eyes, Liu Hongfeng could only nod in response.

In fact, Qi Shun didn't know yet that the so-called villain might be the Tianji Gate that everyone admired in the world.Due to the urgency of time, the enemy's movement has not yet been determined, Liu Hongfeng did not explain the whole story to the Xiling Villagers, but he has already anticipated the possible situation.

If Xiling Village arrived first, they would immediately protect the women and children and transfer them from the bamboo courtyard to the town. This would be the most ideal situation, and they would win without bloodshed.

If you encounter Duan Qichang committing a crime, you will immediately rescue them. Although it is likely to be a hard fight, it is also a good opportunity to expose the enemy's true colors in public.

Of course, apart from the above two situations, the worst situation would be to be late... He would rather not conceive of this possibility, so as not to mess himself up before encountering an enemy.

Although his expression was normal, his mood was even more tense than that of Qi Shun in the first battle.

Over the years, the Bloody Clothes Case has been a knot in his heart, and it is also the purpose of his stepping into the rivers and lakes. Unknowingly, it has even become his support and his belief.Even if his hands are stained with dirt, even if he is stuck in a quagmire and cannot protect himself, he still wants to return the clean and innocent truth to the deceased.

The enemy he has been looking for for many years is ahead, so how can he not feel palpitations.Expectations and fears fermented and rose in his body in turn, pushing him forward all the way.

The Bamboo Courtyard is finally approaching.

However, the courtyard was astonishingly quiet, not even the chirping of insects could be heard, the gate was wide open, and the dark garden was like a bottomless cave, exuding a chilly atmosphere.

This is definitely not the atmosphere that ordinary people's dwellings should have.

Ah Shun rushed into the room first, then came back quickly, and said, "Brother Liu, there is no one in the room."

The bamboo courtyard was built for enjoying the cool air. Although the courtyard is not big, the main hall is very spacious. Liu Hongfeng stepped into it quickly, and saw that the eaves were indeed empty, and even Liu Qian's shadow could not be seen.He just felt shivering all over his body, and the chill ran up his spine—could it be that the Tianji Gate really took the first step and took away all the women and children in the yard?

"I'm going to light up the lamp." Qi Shun said, took out a torch, and lit the candle lamp on the candlestick.

There was still lamp oil left on the candlesticks. Through the light, people could clearly see the mess in the room, and they gasped one after another.The tables, chairs, beds, and cabinets in the room were all out of their original positions, in a mess, and there were broken porcelain scattered around. Obviously, there must have been a dispute in the room.

Someone stepped into the backyard first, followed by shouting: "There is a back door, which is open. There is still blood... there is blood!"

Everyone followed the sound, and the place where the blood fell was a rusty iron gate at the end of the bamboo grove. Liu Hongfeng buried her head to observe carefully, and found that the blood was fresh, not left over from the night before, but just fell there not long ago.

The people in the bamboo yard are all women and children, who else would use a knife or gun here, could it be that Liu Qian encountered some kind of danger?

His heart was even more flustered, Qi Shun pointed to the open iron gate and asked, "Brother Liu, what's behind this?"

The backyard was connected to a bamboo forest, and the soft soil was covered with messy footprints. For a moment, it was hard to distinguish the old from the old. Liu Hongfeng recalled what happened the night before, the thrilling massacre that the Bloody Clothes Gang encountered.

"The cave," he replied, "there is a cave inside, and the people from Zhuyuan may be taken inside."

"Then let's go in and look for it quickly." Qi Shun replied, and rushed out without hesitation, Liu Hongfeng thought for a moment, and followed behind him, through the dense bamboo forest, to the gloomy and cold cave.

Without a torch in their hands, the group could only walk forward in the dark. As the cave turned a few bends, the sky light rapidly faded to almost nothing. However, the cave is still very deep, and the road ahead is still tortuous. If you advance aggressively, you should turn back first, and then go deeper after rectification.

Liu Hongfeng made up his mind and was about to speak when he heard Qi Shun's voice from the front: "Brother Liu, there is no way ahead, what's going on?"

Liu Hongfeng was shocked, and immediately shouted: "Oops, everyone, go back to the original path first."

However, before his voice fell, a pungent smell came from behind him.

The moment Liu Hongfeng smelled the smoke, he immediately understood that he had fallen into the enemy's trap.

He had just passed through here to the Three Kings Tomb last night, and he clearly remembered that this road was by no means sealed off.

When he tried to turn back, the entrance behind him should never catch fire, blocking his retreat.

He turned around and inspected where he came from. The sea of ​​fire was rising above a piece of dry wood, like a flowing wall, blocking the entrance of the cave. The night wind poured into the entrance of the cave, raising black smoke and billowing. His eyes were stung by the thick smoke, and tears welled up immediately. .

There was a faint figure floating in the blurred field of vision. He desperately tried to identify it, but ended in failure. The figure disappeared quickly, leaving only thick smoke, rolling down the descending corridor like a wheel, crushing the narrow road. The rock wall smashed towards the place where he was standing.

Seeing that there was no way to turn back, he bit the bullet and ran a few steps deep into the corridor, and came to Qishun's side.

With the help of the sudden firelight, he finally saw the real culprit who blocked the road ahead—it was piles of falling rocks in various shapes and disorderly distribution. Like a brain pouring down, it landed in the low-lying corridor