The rivers and lakes are full of vests

After finding out Ding Yi's life experience, Fu Peibai and his party left Wumeng Town.

After forty miles to the west, a boundary marker appeared on the official road, engraved with four large characters of vigor and strength.

"Southwest Gu Domain"

The boundary monument is densely covered with moss, and there are traces of gullies washed by rainwater. It is so old that it cannot be tested.

Fu Peibai glanced at the vast forest in front of him, and slowly pulled the rein of the horse and drove past the boundary marker.

Under Lu Qingwan's guidance, they drove forward for nearly a hundred miles. The surrounding scenery gradually showed the unique characteristics of hills, valleys and jungles in the Southwest. The air became more humid, but the scorching sun still made people feel Humid and hot.

When the sun was setting, there was a deserted ruined temple in front of them, and there was a deep and invisible jungle ahead, and they had no choice but to settle down here.

In the dilapidated temple, there was a big hole in the roof, and the Buddha statue was also ruined. It fell on the seat, and the solemn face was cracked. They lit a bonfire and dispelled the darkness around them.

Fu Peibai took out the dry food and distributed it to the seventeen or three people, while he himself held a piece of naan in his mouth, gnawed and said, "I'll go and check around." After saying that, she left the ruined temple and went around to inspect.

The ruined temple is located on an open wasteland, surrounded by overgrown weeds, and is as tall as a person, which is very suitable for people to hide their bodies. She was a little worried, and after exploring around, she hurried back to the temple.

"I will keep vigil tonight, and you will rest earlier, and we will set off as soon as possible tomorrow."

The few people naturally had no objections, they were about to rest after eating their dry food, when there was a light patter of rain outside.

A dense fog suddenly rose outside the temple, and with light rain, a corner inside the temple was soaked. Looking at the dark and misty night sky, Fu Peibai felt faintly uneasy.

Soon, her worries were realized, and the sound of tick-tock rain was mixed with a series of hasty footsteps.

She tightened her body, frowned, concentrated her attention on her ears, and slowly put her hand on the sword handle at her waist, clenching it little by little.

The footsteps were getting closer, judging from the sound, there were roughly dozens of people.

"Damn it, we underestimated this ghost judge..."

Accompanied by a rough male voice, a group of tall men in coir raincoats got into the temple. When they saw the situation in the temple, these people were also stunned.

The big man who spoke earlier stared at Fu Peibai, then at the seventeen or three people, and said loudly, "Who are you?"

Fu Peibai's hand holding the sword handle did not move, her face softened a little, and she replied: "I am waiting for a traveler, passing through this place, and staying overnight here."

The big man wiped off the rain from his face, and was about to speak when a tall and tall man pushed aside his predecessors and came to Fu Peibai.

The moment the two looked at each other, they both recognized each other. This man with a jade face and an extraordinary bearing was exactly the leader of the group of men that Fu Peibai and the others met in the lobby of the Wumeng Inn Luosu. The person also nodded briefly in greeting.

However, Fu Peibai remembered that there were at least twenty or so people in the group, but now there are only nine people left. I don't know what happened after entering the Southwest Gu Domain.

The young man took off his hat and said with a smile: "Young master, do you still know me? You and I met once in Wumeng."

Fu Peibai nodded, "Are you also planning to settle down here?"

"Yes, but everything should come first, first come first. If I want to stay here, I have to ask the young master to agree. If there is any inconvenience, I will leave on my own."

Fu Peibai glanced at these men, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and smelled the faint smell of blood floating in the air, obviously these men brought them into the temple.

She was a little confused for a while, but seeing the polite and sincere attitude of the young man in the lead, she finally nodded and waved to Shi Qi in the corner, "Shi Qi, come here, give up the seat over there." give them."

Hearing this, Shi Qi got up and walked to her side. Under the reflection of the moonlight and the fire, her pretty face appeared blurry, but the tall figure and the vague fragrance from walking inevitably aroused the attention of those few people. Men's attention.

Fu Peibai frowned slightly, took a step forward to block Seventeen, and said to the young man: "My lord, I'll give you the piece on the left, and we'll be right here. You and I are both people on the road, so it's better to go earlier. have a rest."

The implication is that the fire is the boundary, one on the left and one on the right, resting separately without disturbing each other.

The young man was a smart man. He recognized the deep meaning in Fu Pei's vernacular words. He nodded with a chuckle, and then beckoned his men to go to the left boundary and lean against the wall to rest.

The temple was quiet again, only the sound of ticking raindrops and the crackling of burning firewood. Fu Peibai sat in front of the fire and let Shi Qi and Lu Sang sleep behind her against the wall, and the figures of the three disappeared. in the shadows.

She calmly looked at the group of men opposite. Except for the young man at the head of this group, who looked gentle and friendly, the other eight men were surrounded by a murderous aura, and their brows were full of hostility. Holding the sword, he carefully wiped the shiny silver sword with the hem of his clothes.

Fu Peibai withdrew her eyes and added firewood to the fire, there was a rustling sound behind her, and soon someone sat beside her, she looked sideways, and saw the woman's smooth forehead and straight nose, the long eyelashes in the firelight Flutter gently.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Shi Qi hugged her knees and put her chin lightly on it. She stared at the fire with a soft voice, "I can't sleep."

Fu Peibai glanced at the opposite side vigilantly, and after making sure that the man opposite was not looking at her, she relaxed, "If you can't sleep, just close your eyes and rest, we have to set off before dawn tomorrow morning."

Shi Qi tilted his head and stared at the young man's face under the firelight, "Then you don't sleep, and you have to travel during the day, how can your body take it?"

Fu Peibai said indifferently: "Occasionally, it doesn't matter for a day. Let's hurry up tomorrow. If we can find a residential house before dark, we can sleep well."

Shi Qi was noncommittal, and was turning back, closing his eyes slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep like this.

Fu Peibai wanted to tell her to sleep behind her, but staring at the woman's soft silhouette, she couldn't speak again.

She is somewhat nostalgic for Shi Qi to be by her side at this moment, but she is also very clear that she is missing another person thousands of miles away through Shi Qi's similar face. She knows that she is wrong, but she can't control it Own.

Perhaps her eyes were too hot, Shi Qi felt it very quickly, she half opened her eyes, and said softly: "You are thinking of her."

Not a question, but a statement tone.

Fu Peibai didn't know why her thoughts could always be guessed lightly by Seventeen, she was stunned for a while, then nodded, although a little embarrassed, she didn't want to deny it.

Shi Qi smiled, "Do I really look alike to her?"

Fu Peibai frowned, her face turned serious, she carefully looked at Shiqi's eyebrows, first nodded, then shook her head, "Like...not like."

Seventeen said in a gentle tone, and suddenly moved closer to Fu Peibai, his whole face was only two inches away from the other person. After exhaling, he asked softly, "What do you like about her? Do you like that face?"

Fu Peibai was taken aback by Shi Qi's action, and leaned back with his hands behind his waist, his breath was short of breath, "You, sit down first."

Shi Qi was very obedient, and when he heard the words, he turned back, put one hand on his chin, blinked, and waited for Fu Peibai's answer.

Fu Peibai scratched his head, thought about it seriously, but couldn't think of a reason, so he simply said what came to mind, "I like this thing, in my opinion, it's a very mysterious thing, I can't remember when I fell in love with it It's hers, and when I found out, I fell in love with it, it may be because of the gentle way she treats me differently from others, or it may be because of the little things we get along with each other..."

As she spoke, her eyes became softer, and the fire light reflected in her pupils. The clusters of small burning flames were no different from the burning flame in her heart.

She paused for a moment, and then said: "Or it was the first time we met, the hands she stretched out to me under the backlight, saved me when I was full of despair and in a desperate situation, just like you told me last time Let me learn a thing or two from what you said about your sweetheart."

"For me, she is also the light that illuminates me in the long dark night. She has always been and will always be."

The gentle voice of the young man carried a kind of bewitching charm. After hearing this, Shi Qi let out a light laugh, his pupils were bright and sparkling with water, "I hope that your lovers will get married in the end, and your love will never leave."

Fu Peibai smiled shyly, "Then I wish Miss Seventeen and your sweetheart can stay together forever and grow old together."

Shi Qi stared at her bright black eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, "It will definitely."

After chatting for a while, it was getting late, Fu Peibai was about to urge Shi Qi to go to bed quickly, when suddenly there was a strong wind outside the temple, and the broken doors and windows of the ruined temple were blown loudly.

The wind rushed towards the temple with a gust of drizzle, and extinguished all the fires. Fu Peibai subconsciously used his arm to hold Seventeen behind him, and held the handle of the sword with his other hand.

The group of men also held their weapons one after another, with vigilant expressions, ready to go.

"boom!"

Just as they were facing the temple gate on guard, a loud noise suddenly rang out from above their heads. Along with the sound, a piece of roof tiles shattered and scattered, stirring up a large amount of dust.

Fu Peibai covered his mouth and nose to protect Shi Qilian backed away. As the dust gradually disappeared, a sharp and piercing voice sounded in the mist, "You guys are running very fast." After the words fell, the figure of the man slowly appeared in front of everyone in front of you.

Wearing a red robe with wide sleeves, black hair, white temples and white beard, eyes like falcons, pale and gloomy complexion, a silver wolf hair brush as thick as an arm is pinned to his waist, the whole body is shiny, just looking at the appearance, he looks like someone from somewhere officials.

But Fu Peibai knew, and so did the men, that the old man who descended from the sky had a powerful aura lingering all over his body, with deep inner strength and murderous aura, he was by no means a good person.

The old man probably didn't expect that there was another group of people in the temple besides the person he wanted to kill. His eyes swept across Fu Peibai and the others like snakes and scorpions, and finally fell on Lu Qingwan. His expression instantly became agitated. He said sharply: "You are from the Tianji Sect?!"

Lu Qingwan just wanted to poke her neck and admit, yes, this lady is from the Tianji sect, what do you want?Before she could speak, the old man turned his five fingers into claws and attacked her.

Fu Peibai was shocked, quickly drew out his sword, and stepped back sideways, holding the sword in both hands to block the old man.

The two quickly fought together, and Lu Qingwan joined the battle with a drink.

When the three of them were fighting, a man here leaned over to the young man and whispered: "Boss, take this opportunity, let's retreat, brothers have been caught in the smoke of this ghost judge, and our internal strength has not yet recovered. Let's start, not an opponent."

The young man frowned and pushed him, and said angrily: "This ghost judge came to us in the first place, and we have hurt this young master. Now instead of helping us, you still want to take the opportunity to escape. How can I bring you out?" You are such a greedy, selfish rat!"

"If you still recognize me as the leader, give it to me!" The young man shouted, and took the lead in drawing his sword and rushing towards the old man.

The few remaining men looked at me and at you, and finally spit and cursed, raised their weapons, and joined the battle.

Eleven people beat one person. Although they have an absolute advantage in numbers, the situation is not optimistic.

This old man's inner strength is extremely profound, his martial arts are far superior to all others, and he becomes more and more courageous as he fights. I saw him take out the pen from his waist, and somehow he touched a mechanism. Clusters of silver blades come.

The silver blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, and with the swiping of the old man, it shot in all directions like fallen leaves. Immediately, someone was hit by the hidden weapon and was stabbed straight into the chest.

That treacherous and ferocious hidden weapon seemed to be inexhaustible, after the old man swung it once, a new silver blade immediately slipped out from the pen holder, the old man stood surrounded by the crowd, and after only three swipes of the hidden weapon, four more people fell down land.

The situation became more and more unfavorable, and a bloodstain appeared on one side of Fu Peibai's cheek, which was accidentally scratched by the silver blade. She was sweating profusely, and shouted: "Seventeen, Miss Sang, hurry up!"

Shi Qi's expression was dark and unclear, and he stood there, clenched his fists.

Sang Yunshi tugged at her and whispered, "Let's go first."

Seventeen didn't move.

Sang Yunshi approached her ear and whispered softly: "Believe in your Fu Peibai, he is much more powerful than you imagined."