The Secret of the Reborn Shadowguard

The clatter of horseshoes sounded, breaking the cold and lonely night of Phoenix Mountain.

On the small road not far away, a person was riding a tall horse on his back, almost lying on the horse with his whole body, staggering as if he was about to fall off.

If there are other people here, I'm afraid they will be a little terrified when they look at it, but immediately this person doesn't care much, and from time to time he will take a sip of fine wine from the wine jar in his hand, which is very comfortable.

From a distance, he seemed to be talking to himself, but when he got closer, he heard his complaints, "Hey, there are no experienced masters in this world. It's really boring, very boring."

The thick and powerful voice rippling away in the mountains and forests, the silver moonlight slid across his face, and then seemed to spread away, only faintly dimming around him, as if it was captured by his handsome face. The face is bent.

"Huh?" Bei Mingtian looked sharply at the nearby woods with drunken eyes, hiccupped for a while, and then said with a smile: "This is interesting. I have been here for so long at Phoenix Mountain, and today I actually bumped into it." It's such an interesting thing."

He threw the rein in his left hand and the flagon in his right hand, and jumped into the dark forest in a blink of an eye.

Under the clear light, a path paved by moonlight can be vaguely seen, zigzagging towards the deeper part of the dense forest. After a while, it fades away and loses its original trace.

--split line--

"Who are you, you dare to break into our Mengyin Clan!" In the tranquil dawn, a clear and harsh voice sounded.

A young man held a treasured sword in his hand, pointing the blade straight at the handsome man who broke in suddenly in front of him.

I don't know if it was because of the trembling that someone broke in or because he was overwhelmed by the extraordinary demeanor of the person in front of him, the sword was held tremblingly by him, and it might not take a moment to smash holes in the ground.

"Mengyin Clan?" Bei Mingtian couldn't help but click the name, and then his eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are the Mengyin Clan who have been reclusive for nearly a hundred years."

Bei Mingtian took a few steps forward, causing the young man to take a few steps back in shock.

Passing over the young man's body, Bei Mingtian glanced at the rows of blue brick and tile houses not far away, and said to the young man: "It is rumored that there will be a Mengyin in your Mengyin clan in a hundred years, call him Come out and let me see who it is?"

"Did you just see Mengyin of our clan?" The young man clenched his teeth, holding the sword firmly in his right hand, and tightly supporting his right arm with his left hand, restraining his trembling.

Bei Mingtian was amused by the young man, folded his arms and said: "Isn't life just for people to see, you have a good dream so that people can't see it, why should it be sealed up like fine wine, carefully sealed for a hundred years?" Afterwards, not only was there no smell of wine, but only a sour smell remained."

Immediately, he frowned, and slightly lowered his voice towards the young man, "Could it be that Mengyin of yours is already bedridden in his seventies or eighties, or is he just a baby in swaddling clothes waiting to be fed?"

The boy's face flushed because of his words, the anger in his heart suppressed the shiver of courage, and he was about to rush over to fight Bei Mingtian desperately.

"Don't be impulsive, you are not his opponent." An old man with white beard and hair hurried over from a distance, barely pulled the boy back, then cupped his hands at Bei Mingtian with vigilant eyes and said: "This A chivalrous man, I, the Mengyin clan, have lived in seclusion here for hundreds of years and have never interacted with outsiders, but I don't know what you are talking about today?"

When Bei Mingtian saw the person coming, his eyes sank, but in an instant he returned to his original gaze, glanced at the old man, and said, "I just broke in accidentally, but since I'm here, I don't want to just leave like this I just want to see if the legendary Mengyin of the Mengyin clan is superhuman or not."

As he spoke, his voice changed again, "You can rest assured that as long as I see Mengyin of your clan, I will naturally leave here. This is a poor place, so I don't have the intention to stay for a long time."

Hearing Bei Mingtian's last words, the old man couldn't help but frowned, but he just looked back and forth at him for a while, and finally sighed: "If you want to see Mengyin from our family, you must pass three barriers, but you can't pass three barriers. Even if my whole clan dies here, I will never tell you the whereabouts of my clan Mengyin, I hope you will keep your promise when the time comes."

The unexpected smoothness made Bei Mingtian raise his eyebrows in doubt, but the doubt was only for a moment, and then he laughed and said: "Three passes? Haha, it sounds interesting, I will play with you again." how?!"

After half an hour...

"People always have weaknesses, and this weakness will be the illusion in this illusion. You killed him so easily!" The old man stared dumbfounded at the man who was gradually waking up, and almost bit off his tongue.

Bei Mingtian patted the dust on his clothes, his face was tangled and disgusted, "Of course I will kill him easily, because that phantom heart is myself, with a face exactly like mine, I'm really bored looking at it."

Bei Mingtian successfully passed the first level under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The second level, Bei Mingtian still passed as he wished, and successfully made everyone in the Mengyin clan tremble and almost collapsed.

"How did you come back so quickly!" The old man pointed at Bei Mingtian, his fingers trembling slightly, and he was even more frightened than the young man before him.

Bei Mingtian raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it just a way to go, I'll shoot and chop those who are in the way, and go straight here if there is no way, those winding roads look really boring, in vain Delay my trip."

He shook his head again as he spoke, and sighed: "Sure enough, it was a mistake to drink. It was a waste of me to walk along that path last night. If I had known it, I would have just crossed it all the way."

Having said that, Bei Mingtian spread his hands again, and glanced at the white-haired old man, "I said Patriarch Xiao, should you let me break through this third level?"

Bei Mingtian passed the first two hurdles like a broken bamboo, but at the third hurdle, the old man slowly stretched his brows that had not been loosened all this time, and the wrinkles on his face almost squeezed into a chrysanthemum.

Hmph, how can ordinary people see their Mengyin.

When he saw that Bei Mingtian was directly dispelled by Mengyin's soul fire before he entered the third level, he was delighted, but he looked at Bei Mingtian worriedly, for fear that this person's impulsiveness would really hurt the Mengyin clan. hands on.

"We, Mengyin, don't want you to enter this level. We also hope that this chivalrous man will keep his promise and leave our Mengyin clan." While talking, the old man became vigilant. He was not sure that he could deal with the situation before him. Man, if it wasn't like this, how could he let him go through these three barriers so easily.

"Heh, he is an interesting person, but the door is closed very tightly, but I want to see him more." Bei Mingtian said softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the big robe turned With a wave, he disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"He left just like that?" Patriarch Xiao stared dumbfounded at Bei Mingtian, who had only a small back left for a while, and exchanged glances with his wife, both of whom saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

"He's a trustworthy one." The patriarch's wife tremblingly said a word while leaning on a cane, but the next moment, a member of the Mengyin tribe ran over quickly, his words were full of anxiety.

"Patriarch, that man is heading towards Xuefeng." The man rushed over out of breath, and fell in front of Patriarch Xiao after saying a word. mountain peak.

--split line--

The sound of the flute echoes leisurely in the middle of the white snow, the lonely sound is as pure as snow, it seems that it should have sounded here, flowing with the rhythm of nature.

The man in Tsing Yi stood on the top of the snow peak, his hair was scattered by the mountain wind, he looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds, and slid his fingertips over the jade flute, gently but without losing tenacity.

After an unknown period of time, the sound of a flute gradually faded away, and the wind whipped up the frost on the ground, making the peak chill again.

Clap, clap, applause suddenly sounded from behind the man, overshadowing the howling mountain wind, making the man in Tsing Yi's heart constrict slightly.

The man in Tsing Yi turned around suddenly, held the jade flute tightly in his hand, and looked at the figure gradually appearing in the darkness.

"It is said that people of the Mengyin clan are born to play the flute, and it really is a well-deserved reputation. The sound of the flute is melodious, pure and clear, and not stained with dust." Shen Rumo's eyes were full of interest.

"Who are you?" The man in Tsing Yi said, his clear tone was calm, but his heart was full of doubts and surprises.

To be able to hide his figure in front of him for so long, the person who came here must be a master.

Bei Mingtian didn't answer, but looked the person in front of him from head to toe, and asked after a while, "Are you Mengyin from their Mengyin clan——Xiao Zimo?"

"So what?" Xiao Zimo inserted the jade flute obliquely into his waist, slightly rolled up his cuffs, and covered it in front of him.

Bei Mingtian shook his head, and walked forward a few steps while talking, but his eyes did not leave Xiao Zimo's body halfway, and he did not hide his hot eyes, "It's not that bad, I'm just curious, I want to know how tall I am?" It's just what it looks like."

Saying this, Bei Mingtian suddenly laughed softly, as if admiring, and said: "Tsk tsk, it's not in vain that I have worked so hard to come to this snow peak, and this appearance is still eye-catching. The sound of the flute Well, you can follow me back to the Killing Heaven Sect to be a Legie, haha."

Xiao Zimo frowned at such playful and uninhibited words, but he did not arouse his anger. A bit of worry flashed in his eyes, "How can you see me if you haven't passed the three barriers of my Mengyin clan?"

Bei Mingtian naturally knew what he was thinking, put away his joking expression, and said: "You can rest assured, I, Bei Mingtian, am not a murderous villain by nature, and those people you protect should stay in their dreams Among the hermits."

"As for you." Bei Mingtian rubbed his chin and murmured softly, "Xiao Zimo, Xiao Zimo, what's the meaning of a name that's so elegant, why don't you change it to something more interesting."

"You broke into my Mengyin clan, I will never let you leave so easily today." Without warning, Xiao Zimo's voice suddenly rang out, but he lifted up his cuffs, and a black shirt as thin as The long whip of silk thread jumped out of it quickly, like a poisonous snake spit out the letter towards Bei Mingtian, facing the light reflected by the falling snow, it was full of barbs with awe-inspiring cold light.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to react, but this person, unfortunately, is Bei Mingtian.

"Tsk tsk, this face-changing speed is really fast. I thought I was a gentle gentleman, but I didn't want to be a femme fatale." Just tilting his body slightly, Bei Mingtian's figure flashed, and he came to Xiao Zimo's side, snapping With a bang, he knocked down the long whip in his hand.

The long whip fell to the ground suddenly, and Xiao Zimo was also held tightly in his arms.

Glancing at the long whip that fell into the snow, Bei Mingtian looked at Xiao Zimo in his arms, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the soft hair, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Ha , I figured out what your name should be, why not Xiao Momo, I had a cat with this name in the past."

Bei Mingtian's fingertips slid across Xiao Zimo's face lightly, and he admired: "However, it is not as fair-skinned as yours, and it is not as good as yours when scratching people."

But just struggling for a moment, Xiao Zimo in his arms suddenly became silent, and Anshun looked like a cat, which made Bei Mingtian feel strange.

"Huh? Little Momo, why don't you scratch people anymore?" Bei Mingtian loosened his hands as he spoke, released Xiao Zimo from his arms, and looked back and forth on his body for a while.

"The visitor is a visitor. I, Xiao Zimo, respect heroes the most. Since you can restrain me, it will be useless for me to struggle." Xiao Zimo stood firm, closed his eyes, and walked towards Beimingtian With a salute, he clasped his hands and said: "There is still some food left in this cave. If this brother spends his dinner here, then I can do my best as a landlord."

After all, Xiao Zimo raised his right arm and made a gesture of invitation to Bei Mingtian, which seemed very sincere.

"Oh!" Suddenly, Bei Mingtian nodded, pretending to follow him into the cave not far away, but when he passed by him, he quickly raised his finger, and Xiao Zimo reacted. Lightly tapped on the acupuncture points on his body before.

"What are you going to do?!" Xiao Zimo, who was frozen, glared at Bei Mingtian, not knowing what kind of attention this person was playing.

"Xiao Momo, are you thinking of delaying time until all my internal energy disappears?" Holding Xiao Zimo in his arms once again, Bei Mingtian exhaled softly from the tip of his ear, He licked his lips, "That's a good idea, but I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. Although I really want to taste the meals you cooked by yourself, but the cold on the snow peak will inevitably destroy the interest. Why don't you Come to my Slaughtering Heaven Sect, and let you have a good time."

Bei Mingtian smiled and glanced at Xiao Zimo, who was still in shape, bent down and picked up the whip in the snow, and shook it in front of him, "Little Momo, this whip is too murderous. , not for you."

As he spoke, he poured his inner strength into the palm of his hand, and lightly flicked the long whip.

I only heard the dull sound of fluttering accompanied by the sound of the whip, and all the long hooks fell into the snow nest until the area around the long whip became clean and transparent, and it was no longer as ferocious as it used to be.

Using his internal force to wipe off the icy cold above, Bei Mingtian tied the barbless long whip around Xiao Zimo's wrist, and stretched his arm over his waist under his frightened gaze. , carrying him lightly on his shoulders.

As he walked down the mountain, Bei Mingtian said, "Xiao Momo, let me teach you a word. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are just children's games. I just think this game It's very interesting, I just played with you for a while, but now, it's up to you to play Jianghu games with me."

"You thief, let me go!" Losing the indifference of the past, Xiao Zimo's voice sounded on Bei Mingtian's shoulder. He wanted to struggle but was powerless, so he could only bite Bei Mingtian's arm suddenly, Almost tore off a piece of flesh from his body.

"It's hard to come here, I have to bring something back, otherwise, I, Bei Mingtian, won't make people in the world laugh, hiss..." Before the sentence was finished, the pain on the arm was suddenly felt by Bei Mingtian. He tightened his brows.

Eyes swept over the pain, and then looked into those eyes full of anger, Bei Mingtian raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "Xiao Momo, I just think it's you agreeing to take away the treasure of the Mengyin clan." of the seal."

The sound of laughter sounded on the top of the snow peak, cursing with another person, and was slowly blown away by the mountain wind in the vast night without leaving a trace.