Maung-mei is wrong

Nie Yunhan stopped the bridle, at this time the thunder also stopped temporarily, and the surrounding was quiet except for the sound of shaking leaves.

Zhuo Yingxian knew that he would not stop the horse for no reason, he must have discovered something unusual, so he kept silent, closed his eyes, and held his breath to catch the sounds around him.

Nie Yunhan stared closely at the pitch-black mass not far ahead, the more he looked at it, the more it became distorted, almost hallucinating, so he quickly rubbed his eyes.

At this moment when he closed his eyes, he heard the sound of a weapon breaking through the wind, shouted "Be careful", jumped up from his horse in an instant, and at the same time drew out the long knife at his waist, raised his hand to block the knife from the opponent .

With a sound of "bang", the opponent's strength was not small, the back of Nie Yunhan's knife hit the opponent's blade, and sparks flew in the dark night.

Zhuo Yingxian had also noticed that when he heard the opponent's attack, when Nie Yunhan jumped up from the horse, there was also a knife coming towards him from the diagonal stab.

Even if it was a dark night, the silver knife light was enough for people to see the arc of the knife clearly. Zhuo Ying sat on the horse and lowered his back, his whole back was almost attached to the horse's back, barely avoiding the blade, but still Tell the other party to almost cut through the front.

After Nie Yunhan landed, he instinctively looked at his horse and shouted, "Ah Xian!"

Zhuo Yingxian turned over and jumped off the horse, raised his sword and confronted the man who attacked him, and shouted at the same time: "I'm fine, take care of yourself!"

Now Nie Yunhan was relieved, and concentrated on fighting with the person who attacked him, and at the same time listened carefully to the movement around him, so as to judge who the opponent was.

At this moment, the lights are in the dark, they can't see the attackers, and the attackers naturally don't know their kung fu methods.

A thunderbolt flashed above his head, and there was another white light. Nie Yunhan squinted his eyes, but he could see the situation around him clearly.

There were only two attackers, both of whom were armed with single-handed swords. They were both dressed in black and hidden in the dark, making it difficult to detect.

I don't know when these two people started attaching them, although their skills are mediocre, their tracking skills are not bad.

If this is the case, why do you want to jump out and fight with them?Could it be that this is a special purpose to give away the head?

Zhuo Ying held the sword idlely, and fought with the sneak attacker endlessly, he used the sword more smoothly than the saber, he saw that the long sword was like a silver snake in his hand, entangled with the opponent's saber, with a slight force, With a "swish", he took the man's knife out of his hand.

The opponent took a few steps back and wanted to bend down to pick up the knife. Zhuo Yingxian leaped into the air, stepped on the tree with both feet, jumped up into the sky with his strength, turned around lightly, and stabbed the attacker with the tip of the sword straight down. past.

While dealing with the person in front of him, Nie Yunhan was distracted by Zhuo Yingxian's movements.

Through the lightning flashing across the night sky, he saw that the opponent's body was like a swimming dragon, his clothes fluttered, his light blue hairband was fluttering in the wind, and his figure was outstanding, fluttering like a fairy, so he couldn't help but hook his mouth.

Ah Xian is really good at kung fu.

Zhuo Yingxian's sword was so fierce that the person who staggered to pick up the knife on the ground had no time to fight back, so he could only raise his hand to block in a hurry, the tip of the sword pierced the blade, and made a long stroke on it, making a tooth-sickening friction Voice.

Then Zhuo Yingxian jumped backwards with this strength, and landed firmly on the ground. At this time, the opponent swung a knife at his lower body, and he stepped back again and again. Then he jumped up and kicked the person hard on the shoulder, kicking him How far to fly out.

There was thunder again in the sky, but this time it was no longer thunder and rain. Big raindrops fell with the sound of thunder, and the mountain forest was instantly covered by a curtain of rain. The sound was suppressed.

The few people who were already difficult to distinguish in the night were almost blinded by the raindrops at this moment.

Nie Yunhan didn't want to fight, he wanted to solve the troubles in front of him as soon as possible. He squinted his eyes, and suddenly stepped up his attack. The opponent has no power to parry and retreats steadily.

"Who are you?!" Nie Yunhan asked while chopping, "What is the purpose?"

The man in black didn't make a sound, but desperately held Nie Yunhan's knife.

On the other side, Zhuo Yingxian had completely gained the upper hand. The opponent had many swords in his body, and the black clothes could not see any blood marks, but drops of blood fell on the ground, dyeing the accumulated rain red.

Unfortunately no one saw it.

Zhuo Yingxian was soft-hearted in the end, he didn't make a killing move, and he kept a little bit of force in his shots, even though he stabbed the man several times, he didn't hurt the opponent's vitals.

Unexpectedly, that person was not only ungrateful, but even though his feet were bleeding like rivers, he would come over with a knife. He didn't know if he had encountered some tragedy, and he looked like he didn't want to live.

Zhuo Yingxian had no choice but to wipe the water off his face: "Brother, what are you doing?"

The other party was out of breath, propping the knife on the ground, panting for a moment, just when Zhuo Yingxian thought he was out of breath, this man swung the knife again and rushed over.

"In this case, I can only say I'm sorry." Zhuo Yingxian took a sword flower, and deftly lifted the man's knife again, stabbing his sword under his left rib.

This time, he didn't spare any energy, and directly stabbed the opponent right through!

The heavy rain was heavy, and the lightning continued in the sky. The flickering white light clearly illuminated the stunned and painful expression on the face of the man in black. The man grasped the blade of the sword with both hands, and knelt down slowly, with an extremely ferocious expression.

Zhuo Yingxian couldn't bear to watch it, and with a muffled "puchi", he pulled out the sword, and looked at the blood flowing under the man's body, his feelings were hard to describe.

On Nie Yunhan's side, the man in black who was attacking was also exhausted. He staggered and couldn't stand still. He was slashed in the chest, loosened his hand, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Who sent you here?" Nie Yunhan bent down, patted the man's face with the tip of his knife, and asked sternly.

The man in black lay on the ground and just stared at him without saying a word.

Zhuo Yingxian was drenched all over, with all his clothes sticking to his body, he was quite embarrassed, as soon as he walked to Nie Yunhan's side, he heard him softly "hum", and said in a low voice: "Forget it."

Then Nie Yunhan swung the knife and wiped the throat of the man in black with a "shua".

It was still raining at the moment, but the dark clouds had dispersed a lot, and a ray of moonlight shone through the mountains and forests, hitting Nie Yunhan's face covered with raindrops, reflecting the cruelty in his eyes.

Zhuo Yingxian couldn't help but startled.

Nie Yunhan then cut off the man's top hair, but there was no Duyu man's tattoo, and he stripped him clean, but there was no clue, so he turned to look at Zhuo Yingxian.

Seeing that Zhuo Ying looked like nothing was wrong with him, he nodded at the one lying not far away with his chin, and asked, "Is that dead?"

"There should be a breath."

Nie Yunhan walked towards the man with the knife in his hand, Zhuo Yingxian put the sword back into its sheath and followed behind him.

This person was lying on the ground dying, almost drowned by the raindrops falling randomly, he couldn't help turning his face to the side, he heard the footsteps of the two, and opened his eyes slightly.

"Who sent you here?" Nie Yunhan squatted in front of him, the whites of his eyes were soaked red by the rain, coupled with his sinister eyes, his whole body was like a ghost returning from hell, being illuminated by lightning, it was very frightening. But his tone was gentle again, revealing a careless coldness, "I only give you one chance, think it over and say it."

Zhuo Yingxian stood behind him and couldn't see his eyes, but the tone was enough to make his teeth cold.

If he was the person being interrogated, he might not be able to survive for a moment in front of Nie Yunhan.

This person is very coercive now, and the aura exuding from his body is really terrifying.

The man in black moved his lips and murmured for a long time, but his voice was as thin as a mosquito. Although the rain had subsided, he still couldn't hear what he was saying.

Nie Yunhan pressed his rib wound with one hand and exerted all his strength, the pain made the man yell "Ah" loudly.

"Isn't this quite loud?" He let go of his hand, and the palm of his hand caught some rainwater, washing away the blood on his hand.

The man in black's chest rose and fell violently, breathing heavily, and fixed his eyes on Nie Yunhan: "I...my master...said...greetings, greetings..."

Zhuo Yingxian also squatted down, just as he was about to hear what he had to say, but a flash of a knife flashed in front of his eyes, and Nie Yunhan slammed the man's throat again!

"Brother Han..." Zhuo Yingxian opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking at Nie Yunhan's frowning eyebrows, "He's going to talk, why kill him?"

Nie Yunhan also skillfully cut off his hair and searched his body, but still found nothing: "You will know from the beginning, he will not reveal who his master is."

"But that person clearly has something to say, why didn't he listen? What if it's a useful clue?"

"I just said it at this time. It's obviously not a good thing. It's not a curse or a last wish." Nie Yunhan stood up, bent his left elbow, clamped the blade and wiped it clean, with an impatient expression, "Even if it's a clue, the other party revealed it to you on purpose." Yes, can you believe it?"

Zhuo Yingxian looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

Nie Yunhan turned around and walked towards the horse standing a few feet away, his voice drifted along the wind: "Let's go, find a place to repair."

This horse is worthy of being Song Mingchong's military horse, it has seen a lot, it didn't run away just now, it just stayed under the tree and gnawed weeds.

Nie Yunhan took the horse's head and comforted it a few times, then got on the horse, and saw that Zhuo Yingxian followed, but his expression was still flustered, as if he hadn't come back from his soul.

So he stretched out his hand: "Need help?"

"No need." Zhuo Yingxian shivered, came back to his senses, and got on the horse.

Nie Yunhan lightly hooked the corner of his mouth, held the reins of the horse, clamped the horse's belly, and the horse galloped forward.

Both of them were drenched, and the clothes were extremely uncomfortable to stick to their bodies. Zhuo Yingxian deliberately kept a distance from Nie Yunhan's back, so as not to let his wet back stick to his chest, which would be embarrassing.

Nie Yunhan was entangled in many entanglements because of his uncontrollable feelings, and because he deliberately alienated Zhuo Yingxian and made him unhappy, he blamed himself. Being attacked and raining heavily, especially the rumbling thunder, resembling the thunder that exploded on the day his adoptive father died, made him restless and forced out his tyrannical side.

In other words, this is what he looks like, and he only pretends to be a gentleman when facing his brothers and compatriots.

Sometimes Nie Yunhan himself can't figure out whether he is the one who is treacherous, cunning, violent and cruel when facing the enemy, or the one who is willful, lively and caring for his comrades.

But both are indispensable.

As for the gentleness and consideration in front of Zhuo Yingxian, maybe it was all a disguise he made to win the favor of the other party.

Anyway, I'm used to pretending.

If it had been delayed, maybe he wouldn't have made such a bloody mess, and he might have taken care of Zhuo Yingxian's feelings.

But today, he had a self-destructive mood on the contrary, wanting Zhuo Yingxian to see his tyrannical side, to see his truest side.

If you destroy yourself in other people's hearts, maybe you will no longer have illusions in your heart.

Talking about love, talking about love, those days before the moon and the moon, the love between me and me, those peaceful and leisurely lives, what does it have to do with him?

He is just a ghost covered in blood debts and bears a blood feud, how can a dog have the guts to have such delusional thoughts!

Nie Yunhan was distracted and thinking wildly, Zhuo Yingxian was speechless all the way, the two walked down the mountain road, and when the rain was about to stop, they finally found a cave.

Zhuo Yingxian volunteered to collect firewood, but it rained heavily just now, and the branches on the ground were all wet, so they might not be able to light at all.But there was nothing he could do at the moment, he could only carry a bundle home indiscriminately, and see if Nie Yunhan could do anything.

Brother Han really has a solution, and the Baichuan belt is not a decoration. He dug out a copper ball the size of an egg and a small bottle from it.

Zhuo Ying sniffed the smell in the small bottle, and frowned: "Fire oil?"

"Yeah." Nie Yunhan nodded, opened the hemispherical cover on the surface of the copper ball, revealing the hollow structure inside, and explained smoothly, "This is also the wonderful idea of ​​the father-in-law. It contains kerosene mixed with a special fuel. After being lit, it can last forever. Our red boas often chase the enemy at night, and sleeping in the open air is commonplace, and making a fire is the most important skill, not only for keeping out the cold, cooking, and resisting wild animals, but also for signaling in many cases."

Following Nie Yunhan's instructions, Zhuo Yingxian first wiped off the rainwater on the branches, and then poured the kerosene from the small bottle on them, and made the branches into a pile.

Nie Yunhan put the copper ball in the center of the woodpile and hit sparks with a flint and steel. The copper ball was very sensitive, and when it touched a little spark, it ignited with a "boom", and soon ignited the kerosene on the branches.

"This is equivalent to drying the branches before lighting them up." Zhuo Yingxian stared at the small flame, "It seems that senior Guan also knows something about making gunpowder."

"The production organization will inevitably use these. The adoptive father is indeed proficient in this area, but he should not be as good as your master. If the two elders are lucky enough to meet each other, they will say that they can't make something more shocking." Nie Yunhan lightly poked the fire , said in a deep voice, "My adoptive father always said that it would be better if the things he made didn't need to be driven by human power. With these fires and waters generating power, how much effort would be saved."

"But water and fire are not easy to carry. Even if it is made, it will be very heavy. Thinking about it, it is still difficult to realize."

Nie Yunhan smiled: "We don't know the key, so it's hard to imagine."

The cave was very deep, and the two of them just squatted at the entrance of the cave. The fire was already lit at the moment, and they waited for the fire to get bigger to dry the clothes.

Nie Yunhan looked back into the depths of the cave, got up and picked up the knife: "I'll go inside and explore."

Zhuo Ying pulled the firewood idlely, and replied in a low mood: "Yes."

After a while, there was a dragging sound coming from the cave. He looked back and saw Nie Yunhan dragging back half a piece of dry dead wood. He asked in surprise, "Did you find it in the cave?"

"This cave leads to both ends, and the other end leads into the canyon. The dead wood is at the entrance of the cave." Nie Yunhan sat beside him, chipped the dead wood into pieces with a knife, and threw them into the fire.

With dry fuel, the flame ignited loudly with a "boom", and the color turned crimson. When Zhuo Yingxian saw it again, Nie Yunhan avoided his eyes, as if he didn't dare to look at the gorgeous color.

If it was said that his eyes were uncomfortable, it wouldn't be like this. What flashed across his eyes just now was clearly a trace of fear.

The author has something to say:

Brother Han: My heart is too chaotic.

A Xian: I think you need to clean up.