Suo Jinling

"Have you found the whereabouts of Mr.?" Chen Jing grabbed the cloth strip and clenched his fists in his palm, "Where is it?"

"Returning to the general, we found it on Qiongcang Mountain," Hongye said, "It's just that when we found it, there were only footprints, and people must have climbed up. The general didn't allow them to act rashly before, and they didn't dare to disturb them. The footprints followed secretly, but the Qiongcang Mountain was really steep, desolate and uninhabited, and there were ruins as far as the eye could see. Mr. climbed very fast, as if he was looking for something, our people lost after a short time, and even the footprints were gone. Can't find it."

"Understood." Chen Jing nodded, "You send a letter to let people continue to investigate. If you find someone, you must not act rashly, let alone hurt your husband in the slightest. Do you understand?"

"This subordinate obeys the order," Hong Ye said, "I will definitely live up to the general's entrustment."

After Hong Ye sent the letter, the two went to exchange for a good horse for thousands of miles, and patted their horses and ran down Qiongcang Mountain. The journey was full of wind and rain without any rest. The face of the palace made King Rui furious, so he was at odds with the General's Mansion. He didn't know how many complaints he had submitted to the court, and how many stumbling blocks he had secretly caused for them. Chen Jing didn't want to rest in Prince Rui's Mansion, so he had to go to Prince Ning's Mansion to change. The horses went straight to the foot of Qiongcang Mountain.

This Qiongcang Mountain towers into the clouds, and the steep cliffs slope down, almost cutting the sky in two. Chen Jing raised his head silently, the sun rushing into his eyes, dripping like a shower, he blocked his eyes, and set off with three or five followers behind him. Climb to Qiongcang Mountain.

The snow was falling in the sky, and the traces left by Mr. Chen Jing were not clear. The armor on Chen Jing's body was still heavy, and it was so heavy that he could hardly move it. He found a cave and bent in, and threw the armor inside. Ye You had heavy marks from being crushed. Looking at more than one person, it seemed that a small team had rested here. Chen Jing raised his brows and walked around the entrance of the cave. Many footprints have not been smoothed out, and the snow is covered with snow. It was mud. He squatted down and wiped the muddy water, and sniffed it lightly in his nose. He felt that the smell was very familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere before.

"Cheer up your spirits," Chen Jing said, "There are other people here besides us, all take out their blades for me, don't take it lightly."

"Subordinates obey orders!"

Several attendants got the order together, pulled out their knives and guns and carried them behind their backs. Chen Jing led the people to climb up. There was no news from the soldiers in front. He didn't know where the master was or if he was still here. He could only Grabbing the vines instinctively, he continued to charge upwards. After two days of crawling without sleep, he heard the sound of rustling from the corner ahead, and he signaled his followers to retreat. Before they could hide, a familiar figure appeared at the end of the corner. With a long hook, swing the long rope to hook the rocks, the rocks on the cliff shake, and the snow falls, hitting them head-on.

"Back off!"

Chen Jing roared angrily, and the group of people took a few steps back, standing on the edge of the cliff, looking back at the abyss below them, the gravel suddenly fell from its side, and suddenly disappeared, Chen Jing drew his sword out of its sheath, and pointed it straight at the opposite side.

He thought about it, knowing that Randur used the method of smacking east and west, asking others to fight against the lieutenant on the battlefield, but he came here quietly, intending to take his life here.

Randuer snorted coldly, clenched the spear tightly in his hand, they were beaten and retreated steadily on the battlefield, their stomachs were full of anger and there was no place to vent their anger, Chen Jing's big victory was about to disappear, and they did not take them away at all. Seeing it in his eyes, Randuer was filled with resentment, he just wanted to take the general's sacrificial flag, who knows that after fighting for a long time, both he and Lan Xinhong were called into the account by his father, who said that the spies came to report, and in Qiong The trace of the old man was found at the foot of Cangshan Mountain, and they were ordered to tie him up and not make any mistakes.

Randuer didn't want to come with Lan Xinhong, he just felt that such trivial matters were like getting something out of a bag, so there was no need to bring a burden. It happened that Lan Xinhong volunteered, saying that Beiyi could not stand alone against the enemy, and was willing to stay and fight with the enemy. Randur pushed the boat along the way and said that he would come alone, and asked his father Khan to entrust him with the heavy responsibility.

He originally wanted to find someone and take them back, but after searching in the mountains for a few days, he couldn't find the person he was looking for, but he found a trace of Chen Jing. He was beaten by Chen Jing on the battlefield without any dignity, and he had nowhere to vent his anger , the first time I saw Chen Jing, I lost all reason and just wanted to take his life here.

This place is a cliff, and there is only a narrow road to go forward. The two faced each other from a distance. Seeing the murderous look in each other's eyes, they clenched their palms tightly and arched their backs.

The entourage brought by Randur did not want to confront Chen Jing head-on, and tremblingly wanted to retreat. Randur yelled angrily, brandishing a long spear to force him forward, and the two entourages moved a few steps on the narrow road with trembling hands and feet. , Randur slapped the cliff fiercely, and his spear plunged into the snowdrift. The two clenched their teeth and roared, and rushed forward to fight with Chen Jing. The forces started to fight, the wind was loud on the narrow road, the gravel rolled down along his side, and the residual snow was flying in all directions. Randur swung his spear, which was blocked by Chen Jing's sword, and he pushed it back.

The residual rock creaked under his feet, and was scattered and scattered. Randour took a few steps back. One of his followers couldn't dodge, and was pushed back by the force of inertia. The screams rushed across the night sky, almost breaking his ear bones.

Chen Jing held down the ear bones, clenched the long sword in his hand, pressed his back against the ridge, and sucked in a long breath.

Bo Yun was floating in the mountains, the wind whistling in his ears, and the screams circling around his ears. Landur didn't look back, he raised his gun and rushed over. Chen Jing retreated half a step, leaned back half an inch, and the two were on the narrow winding road. Turning and moving, not giving in to each other, Chen Jing couldn't dodge, and was pierced into his shoulder by the spear, and his flesh and blood were blurred into a ball. He gritted his teeth hard to endure the pain, grabbed Randul's wrist, and moved it downward with all his strength. Randur cried out in pain, staggered a few times, one foot slipped down, the gravel was crushed and flew around, and the blood mist spread in front of his eyes.

The two took a long breath and stayed silent for a moment. Randur roared, picked up the spear and pushed it forward. Chen Jing took a few steps back, his feet stuck on the edge of the cliff, his back turned outward, and the spear was placed on his shoulder forcefully. Turning, blood and flesh flew everywhere, staining most of the skirt. Landur was not strong enough to get stuck on his feet. He turned outward with the force of the spear, and fell backwards when his feet stepped on the air. He grabbed the edge of the spear, and Hongye grabbed it from behind. Chen Jing, the long spear was pulled out abruptly by Randur, and he squeezed out the sound of broken blood.

Screaming and falling down the cliff, he suddenly disappeared, Chen Jing clutched his shoulders, the veins on his forehead trembled, half of his body was covered in blood, and the bloody hole opened its mouth, neighing at him in a low voice.

Landur's followers didn't dare to fight, they threw away their knives and guns and fled. Chen Jing didn't ask anyone to chase him any more.

At the beginning of the morning sun, the top of the mountain is shining brightly, like gems falling into the clouds, the splendor is like a fairyland, like gods descending to the world, wearing colorful clouds and descending to the world.

A few people couldn't move, and they stood in the same place one after another. When the light dissipated, Chen Jing wrapped his hands and feet tightly around his shoulders, gritted his teeth and strangled the vine: "Climb there!"

The entourage shouted orders from the mountain, gathered all their strength, and followed the general to climb to the top of the mountain. Chen Jing took the lead and rushed to the front. When he stepped on the top of the mountain, his eyes widened and his chest trembled.

The flowers and green leaves on the mountain seemed to be drained of life, and as far as the eye could see, it was barren, withered and not like the world. A man with silver hair was leaning over the stage, watching silently, as if most of his three souls and seven souls had been lost. I can't call back to the whirling world.

"gentlemen!"

Chen Jing swooped over and turned He Zhongyin over. He Zhongyin's complexion was pale, and his hair and eyelashes were silvery white, as if formed by condensation of ice and snow, without any vitality.

"Go back to the mansion! Tell the doctor to come over!"

Chen Jing picked him up, wrapped his hands and feet around his back, the flesh and blood on his shoulders were pulled up, and the pain hit his brows.

"General!"

Hong Ye raised his voice in surprise, Chen Jing followed his gaze, and a crystal clear round pill fell from between He Zhongyin's fingers, rolling to the edge of the cliff.