[Crossing Sword III] Call me Your Lady Queen

approaching dusk

Going to a post station in Luoyang, Qiu Yanyu and others stopped to take a rest. There were no delicacies in the small shop in the countryside, and only simple tea and light rice were used to feed the hunger. Everyone had no objection to this, except Ye Zhao. , frowned slightly.

"Eldest young master, those who are away from home, just go with the situation."

While comforting Ye Zhao, Qiu Yanyu picked up the really unsightly side dish, swallowed, and found that even though she said that, she really couldn't open her mouth.

Mo Yao looked at the dark and burnt vegetables, her little face was full of displeasure: "I'm so hungry..."

Qiu Yanyu rolled her eyes: "Eat when you're hungry."

Mo Yao pouted: "I want to eat roast chicken."

Qiu Yanyu: "..."

Ye Zhao rubbed his stomach, feeling aggrieved: "I want to eat it too, I want to eat brother Suiyin's roast chicken..."

Qiu Yanyu: "..."

HP, who had no appetite, looked at Mo Yao, who was pouting, then at Ye Zhao, who was aggrieved, and finally at Qiu Yanyu.

"Why, don't say you want to eat that bastard's roast chicken too!"

Qiu Yanyu glared fiercely at HP, and the dazed monk on the opposite side was startled, and hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, donator, you misunderstood, little monk, little monk who eats vegetarian food..."

"..." Qiu Yanyu suffocated, she couldn't help being a little embarrassed, she snorted and turned her head away, ignoring them.

Ignoring them, Qiu Yanyu also had time to look around for a few moments. At this time, the clerk of the inn ran over to inform them that the guest room was ready and they could rest at any time.

In the station, you don’t have to worry about bandits and the like, and besides having an eminent monk beside you, everyone’s hearts are much more at ease. Qiu Yanyu really doesn’t want to eat those fried dishes, and doesn’t want to talk to them, just alone Stand up and go to the prepared guest room to rest.

Ye Zhao and Mo Yao looked at each other, and after a while, they also left one after another. Master Hui Pu saw them leaving one by one, and saw that the food on the table hadn't moved, he couldn't help sighing, picked up his chopsticks and started eating bit by bit.

The guest room of the Murano Inn is called a guest room, but it is actually a small room with only a bed and chairs, without even the most basic decorations, and the bed is also a wooden bed with two layers of mattresses. , When I went up, I felt flustered all over, but at the moment Qiu Yanyu didn't bother to care about these things, she just wanted to sleep and wake up, and the next day would be bright.

It's a pity that just as he lay down, his stomach, which had been neglected for a long time, became unhappy.

Ye Zhao and Mo Yao, who also entered the house hungry, also looked disheveled, and sat listlessly in the house waiting for dark.

While meditating on the boundless merits, Hewlett-Packard tried his best to finish the fried food, then got up, looked at the gradually falling night, and for some reason, there was a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

The night gradually spread, and the darkness silently devoured the afterglow that was still burning in the sky, the coolness hit, and the night fell.

On the quiet mountain road, there are occasional small movements of tired birds returning to their nests, which startle the fallen leaves and fall slowly.

At this time, a rush of horseshoes suddenly broke the silence of the bleak night, galloping towards a direction, wherever it went, the dust filled the air, and the person on the horse rarely showed a trace of anger.

"If you don't want to check it, it's fine now."

Lin Xiao, who was riding wildly in the cold wind, became more and more angry as he thought about it, and couldn't help but gnashed his teeth and cursed on the horse's back, while Tang Wulei, whose horse was a little slower than him, looked innocent: "Brother, those who don't know are innocent Ah, you have already grabbed his hand, why don't you let him go."

"If I knew at that time that he was Qiu Yanruo, I wouldn't have let go if my hand was broken. I asked you to check it because it felt strange. If you checked it earlier, would we still use such a big night hair dryer?"

"You can't say that. Besides, we are already chasing him at full speed. We will definitely catch him. The people around him are parallel importers, and we will definitely catch him."

"Heh... so easy to grab, are you a vegetarian?"

"Uh... oops, I really forgot..."

During a trip to Daoxiang Village, Lin Xiao was shocked to realize that the Xiufang disciple who tried to attack him that day was Qiu Yanruo who had been missing for a long time. They not only met this person, but also saw him run away...

At the same time, news came from the Valley of the Evil that Gui Jianchou had already set off after accepting Xuan Jing's list. not slow.

If encounter...

I'm afraid it will be a desperate battle!

In the village station shrouded in darkness, the lights are all out. Qiu Yanyu lies on the hard board bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. It's not that the bed is so hard that he can't sleep, but the occasional "creaking, creaking" rats coming from this room. The sound of the wood disturbed him, and he didn't know if the people in other rooms were also troubled by this.

At this time, several people in the other rooms were almost equally disturbed by the little mouse under the wooden planks. Mo Yao simply slept with the quilt covered, while Ye Zhao was tossing and turning under the bed trying to get the mouse out. There was no sign of the little mouse, but the creaking sound never stopped.

Compared with the three of them, Master HP was much calmer. He just ate such unpalatable food, and his stomach was not very comfortable. Now he was meditating on the bed with his eyes closed, turning a deaf ear to the abnormal noise under the bed.

The wind is getting stronger, and the broken windows and flying flags are beating against the door frame, making a loud noise in the night.

Outside the lonely inn, darkness ruled everything, gusts of cold wind blew up, and a ghostly figure that seemed to come from hell and underworld, in the darkness, riding the wind, submerged in the dark inn for an instant.

The creaking sound under the bed never stopped, and Qiu Yanyu, who barely fell asleep, couldn't sleep peacefully, tossing and turning on the hard board bed, becoming more and more irritable.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew in through the lightly opened door, the bone-piercing cold wind made Qiu Yanyu tremble, he suddenly opened his eyes, and what he vaguely saw was the earth wall facing him.

A chill quietly permeated the dark room. Qiu Yanyu lay stiffly on her side on the bed, motionless, but faintly felt that something had come in, and, almost silently, approached her.

After a moment of silence, the almost undetectable breath in the cold wind stopped by the bed.

Qiu Yanyu clenched her palms covered in cold sweat, her whole body was stiff, her heart was beating like thunder, and she was so nervous that she couldn't move. He didn't know who it was, he only knew that it was the first time he really felt that from that person There was a cold killing intent on his body.

Time passed minute by minute, and the man stood by the bed, silently, silently tormenting, the tormented Qiu Yanyu had difficulty breathing, and then, seemed to be prompted by fear, seemed helpless and tense, and couldn't help feeling light. Trembling, he slowly turned over, and then, in the dark night, he saw a face...

A face hidden in half of a silver mask, staring at him coldly...

In the darkness, through the hazy moonlight outside the window, inside the house, the two silently looked at each other.

She didn't have time to call for help, she didn't dare to call for help, because Qiu Yanyu knew in her heart that if she made a slight move at this moment, she was afraid that her body would be decapitated the next moment.

As if seeing Qiu Yanyu's honesty, Gui Jianchou looked at him coldly for a while, and when both sides were silent, he suddenly reached out his hand to the back of Qiu Yanyu's neck, and before Qiu Yanyu could react, he pressed lightly.

"you……"

Before she could think about what the other party was going to do, Qiu Yanyu felt her eyes go dark, and her consciousness instantly fell into nothingness.

In the next room, Hewlett-Packard, who was meditating with his eyes closed, frowned. In the dark, a trace of uneasiness in his heart grew bigger and bigger. Suddenly, a horse neighed in the distance to break his contemplation. He suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, he caught a glimpse of a The black shadow enters the world like a ghost, and disappears in a flash in the night.

"not good!"

Hui Pu was startled, then grabbed his Zen staff and broke through the door, catching the direction where the black shadow disappeared and chased after him for a while. However, just when he was about to see the man's back under the moon clearly, his eyes blurred, and the next moment, The man in black who was carrying Autumn Misty Rain suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Only the wilderness and ridges are left, and the cold wind blows, raising the fallen leaves and drifting to an unknown distance.

"Is it really him?"

Hui Pu groaned in his heart for a moment, his face was hesitant, in terms of the ability to disappear out of thin air, only the Tang Sect in the vast China has this ability, and it is rumored that the Mingjiao in the Western Regions seems to be better at coming and going without a trace, but if it is really a ghost, He really didn't have to bother chasing after him.

If it's really Huang Quan Bu Du who combines the Tang sect of the Ming sect, with him alone, under this cold moon, there is absolutely no chance of catching up to the other party.

It's just that the person on his shoulders is afraid... oh...

HP sighed softly, it was useless to stand still, he hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the post station.

However, after a while, when he returned to the post station, he found that the dark post station when he left was already brightly lit. An unexpected visitor.

Lin Xiao and Tang Wulei, who were born in the Valley of the Wicked, rushed into Qiu Yanyu's room with a long gun and a thousand receivers on their shoulders, only to find that the room had already been emptied, their clothes and luggage hadn't been moved at all, and there was no trace of the inside of the room. With a trace of struggle, Tang Wulei glanced at the bedside, then looked around, his face darkened instantly: "It's him!"

Lin Xiao looked at him coldly: "Are you sure?"

Tang Wulei: "Too sure."

While talking, a figure suddenly rushed to the door, the two were startled, and the weapon in their hands pointed at the person in an instant, but the other party stopped when he came.

"Hey, isn't this the famous HP master?"

Tang Wulei put away the thousand receivers with a smile, and cast a meaningful glance at Lin Xiao, as if asking what to do next.

Lin Xiao was too lazy to deal with HP on the opposite side, since Qiu Yanyu had already been taken away by Gui Jianchou, then their trip was in vain, and there was no need to chase after her any longer.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao couldn't help but glared at Tang Wulei fiercely. The other party felt guilty and coughed lightly to avoid his sight. The two ignored the trembling businessman and boss in the station, and walked straight out , Hewlett-Packard was in a neutral position, although he didn't know why they were looking for Qiu Yanyu, but it seemed that they were in vain, so it was not easy to ask, and let them go.

Ye Zhao, who just woke up and didn't know the situation, rubbed his eyes desperately. Seeing them leave, he looked at Mo Yao's room, which seemed not to be disturbed by the movement outside. The door was still closed, and he saw Qiu Yanyu's room was empty. , and then yelled: "Ah, Xiaoqiu!"

Under the moon, a ghostly figure running and hiding in the darkness gradually appeared under the shroud of the hazy moonlight. The high ponytail, the shining silver mask reflected in the moonlight, and the neat dark blue military uniform, everything , revealing his identity.

If you don't cross the Yellow Spring, ghosts will worry about you!

The figure galloping under the moon almost turned into a speeding black shadow. The person on his shoulders did not seem to be an obstacle to his progress at all. The sword light pierced through the pitch-black night sky, roaring down from the sky, and the target went straight to Guijianshou.

Gui Jianchou sensed the sword energy coming, his eyes froze, his figure teleported, he sideways avoided the sword's force, and then lightly jumped a few times, leisurely stopped on a branch not far away, raised his eyes to see , a small and neat petite figure, masked in black, holding a flying sword overflowing with cold light, flashed an elegant light and shadow in the air, and the sword was fierce, coming straight at the head.

"..."

The ghost saw that the person in his eyes was not kind, and wanted to fight back, but he was affected by the weight of the person on his shoulders when he first acted. He suddenly thought about his own situation, maybe after thinking about it, he didn't want to fight for a long time, and he was aggressive towards the person in front of him. It is rare to choose to give in, and to evade several times, only to see the thunder and sword light like the moonlight, like the blade, passing by with a 'shua shua', the branches and leaves are messed up, and an awe-inspiring killing intent, forcing Gui Jianchou to retreat again and again, retreating deep into the woods At this place, Gui Jianchou turned his footsteps, fell to the ground, lost his mind again, and disappeared into the darkness again.

Seeing this, the masked man in black dropped the branch without hesitation, swung the long sword in his hand, and immediately landed at his feet, in order to guard against the opponent's stealth attack.

After a while, there was no movement, and when I looked around, the silence had returned.

"Cut... let you run away again..."

A cool and slightly immature female voice came from behind the veil, with a hint of dissatisfied killing intent faintly.