Jun Gu

On a night when the clouds cleared, the sky was full of stars, shining brightly.Like countless ice crystals, densely embedded in the dark night.Yinhan is like a dazzling stream of diamond stars, straddling the star-studded sky, and somewhat similar to Mingjiao's sky with bright moon hanging high.Speaking of which, he really missed Mingjiao a little bit.

When Murong Linjiang regained his consciousness, these thoughts first entered his mind.

Just when he was about to change his position and continue lying down, a pair of gentle hands pressed his chest.

"The injury hasn't healed yet, don't move around..." A very soft voice sounded from his ear.Through the light from the fire not far away, he vaguely felt that this pale but pretty face looked familiar.Murong Linjiang's gaze slowly moved down from that face, and he noticed the red kendo uniform the other party was wearing, and the red-handled Japanese sword tied around his waist.

"You are... Shuang..." Murong Linjiang said halfway, and turned his head sideways, "Send me out of Nanping Mountain before dawn."

"Are you leaving?" The young woman's voice could be heard trembling, as if she was trying to persuade her to stay.

"General Murong!" Suddenly, a figure appeared in the dark, Murong Linjiang followed the prestige, it was a young man dressed in Cang Yue Army uniform, holding a simple knife, "Liu Mofeng?"

Liu Mofeng was obviously also very excited, striding forward, panting, "General Murong, the prince and others are looking for you, hurry back to the base camp."

Murong Linjiang reached out and patted the former's shoulder, "Well, I just..."

All of a sudden, the silent night sky was shattered like a sudden wave of waves from the mirror lake. Unexpectedly, the blade whizzed towards him. The young woman Shuangxuan Baimu was stabbed in the shoulder in haste, unable to dodge, and Liu Mofeng Being pierced through the heart with a knife, Murong Linjiang stared at the protruding blade on Liu Mofeng's chest with wide eyes and pupils in astonishment.

"Yufeng Saber Technique..." Murong Linjiang's arm trembled violently, and the red-handled Dongying Knife on Shuangxuan Baimu's waist fell into his hands at some point, and Murong Linjiang violently pulled Liu Mofeng's body away , swung a flash of blood, and the blade stabbed straight at the black figure behind Liu Mofeng. After saying these words, he disappeared into the darkness.

Murong Linjiang stood where Hei Ying was originally, and picked something up from the ground, "There are sand grains in the clothes, Longmen..." He looked back at Liu Mofeng who had died, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Ah?" Murong Linjiang suddenly threw something like a waist card into Shuangxuan Baimu's hand, and the latter was taken aback.

Murong Linjiang closed Liu Mofeng's astonished eyes, "You bring his body to the lord, this is my badge, and they won't doubt it. Well, let's say Murong Linjiang went to Longmen one trip."

[A few months ago, Longmen Inn]

After receiving Li Yinshang's invitation to the Xuanjiantai competition, Ning Jingyuan, who was training the Snow Walking Legion in Bailongkou, immediately took some members of the Snow Walking Legion to go north to Chang'an.Murong Linjiang was wandering alone in the rivers and lakes, and received the news of Li Yinshang from the Lingxue Pavilion contact person at the Longmen Inn, so he decided to go there at night.He was neatly dressed in the Dao Zong's off-white Taoist uniform, wearing blue half-arms, and his long hair was loose. He pushed open the door of the Longmen Inn and walked out of the inn.

However, that night, Murong Linjiang, who was just about to walk at night, felt that he was being followed as soon as he left Longmen Town.

Shallow footprints continued to be left on the sand behind Murong Linjiang, "Who is it!" The blood-transforming dart was thrown from Murong Linjiang's hand and sank into the sand next to the last footprint.

Under the night, under the moonlight, a woman in a white hooded robe slowly appeared.Murong Linjiang turned around and looked at it suspiciously, and it looked familiar.

There seemed to be a crystal light beating in the woman's eye sockets. She stretched out her hand and held two crimson scimitars in her right hand. "This knife...do you remember?"

Murong Linjiang was slightly taken aback, only to feel that the scene in front of him seemed plausible, yet very familiar.

"Your name is Murong Tayue." The woman's voice trembled a little, she didn't know whether it was tears of joy or sorrow from joy.

Xue Ye broke out of the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, injured his partner Lu Yumian, and was seriously injured in the Sea of ​​No Return.Suddenly, everything flashed through Murong Linjiang's mind.

"The injustice case has been settled, and the leader ordered to welcome the disciple of Yingyue, Tayue, back!" At some time, three more people in hooded robes knelt down on the sandy ground not far from Murong Linjiang.

【Xuanjian Dance · The Fifth Mingjiao vs. Wuyin】

The Dongyang long knife brought up a red slanting moon, stabbing down obliquely.The back of a blood moon scimitar hooked over the blade, and stepped forward, and the edge of the other blood moon scimitar spun up, pointing directly at the opponent's throat.

"boom!"

The Chang'an Xuanjiantai Trial has entered the fifth round, and Mingjiao has reached the top 200. For a total of more than [-] teams participating in the competition, it has entered the late stage of the competition. However, in this competition, the opponent is the fog from Japan. hidden.

The three people sent by Mingjiao are: Ta Yue, Sha Kongfeng, and Xue Bikong.

The three people sent by Kirigakure are: Shogen Shiraki, Genji, and Eichido.

Murong Linjiang is now wearing a white robe from the Western Regions, with his right arm exposed, a cold iron wrist guard, and two crimson scimitars in his hand.Long, unfettered black hair covered the hood behind him.

The opponent is Wuyin warrior Shuangxuan Shiraki, wearing a red red left lapel straight skirt and long black hair against a pale cheek, only a little red lips dotted her moon-like face.An oriental long knife with a narrow blade, the long red handle was held in the palm of her right hand and supported her left arm.The knife is five feet long, the sheath is like ink, the handle is vermilion, and the light of the knife is like water, which matches her attire.

Just now, Murong Linjiang slashed down obliquely with both swords attacking and defending, and a raging fire ignited on the body of the sword. When he slashed down with the sword, flames scattered in all directions!However, Shuangxuan Baimu held the scabbard in his left hand and went up to the front. When the scabbard touched the edge of the blade, he suddenly exerted force to the side, parrying Murong Linjiang's attack at once. Defend.Shuangxuan Baimu took the opportunity to jump up along the upward blade, the blade whirled around and slashed down violently.

Murong Linjiang's two scimitars shone with different lights at the same time, one red and the other blue, before Shuangxuan Baimu could see clearly, Murong Linjiang's figure disappeared in broad daylight!At the moment when the blade cut through the air, Shuangxuan Baimu put the knife into the scabbard, and stood calmly in the center of the entire martial arts arena, his eyes closed.

An almost imperceptible wave in the air gradually moved towards behind him, Shuangxuan Baimu suddenly opened his eyes, drew his blade out of its sheath, turned around quickly, and slashed hard!

The sharp blade tore up the afterimage of Murong Linjiang, but the two scimitars in Murong Tayue's hand split into eight in an instant, and struck at Shuangxuan Baimu from four directions at the same time, and the eight scimitars simultaneously emitted With a faint blue luster, the rotating scimitar inspired strong vibrations in the air.

Shuangxuan Baimu swung his saber unhurriedly, slashing a butterfly-shaped blade in an instant, "Bang, bang!" , flashed through the dancing flowers of Shuangxuan Baimu.

"Treading the Moon on the Riverside!"

A drop of blood fell on the Xuanjian platform.

The figures of the two stopped at the same time, and at this moment, they were actually at a distance of breathing.Murong Linjiang had a scimitar in his mouth, another scimitar in his left hand, and a thin sword in his right.

"The veins are blocked, I lose." Shuangxuan Baimu looked up at Murong Linjiang, who was a whole head taller than him, with his jet-black eyes. There was no dissatisfaction on his face, but it was much paler than before. With a blush, he withdrew his knife and left.

Sha Kongfeng, who was watching with his arms crossed in the audience, had a relieved look on his face, "Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Tayue has learned such a martial art after being away for many years."

In August of the 12th year of Tianbao, Mu Qingze led seven assassins from Lingxue Pavilion to assassinate An Lushan but failed and only escaped.At the same time, Gu Qingshu's identity was exposed and he had to return to Lingxue Pavilion.After Mu Qingze resigned from Lingxue Pavilion, he went to the old Fengyang King's Bailongkou station, and Li Yinshang handed over the new army to him for training.Gu Qingshu also came to Bailongkou after receiving an order from Yang Guozhong in Hualuo Temple.

—— "Lingxuege Archives"

"Here again." After tying up the horse and taking off the package, he looked up at the starry sky and sighed slightly, his eyes under the hood were full of sadness.

Entering the Longmen Inn, walking up to the second floor, a room was still flickering with lights, he opened the door without saying a word.The two men in the room who were discussing softly stood up at the same time, "Yue, you are back."

"Kongfeng, blue sky, long time no see." Murong Linjiang was no longer wearing blue clothes at this time, but changed into a white Mingjiao robe. After entering the room, he closed the door, took off the hood, and grimaced on his tired face. smile.

"Ta Yue, do you know that we have received a mission?" Suo Fen, a disciple of the Ming Cult who appeared at the Chang'an Inn last time, spoke, leaning against the wall alone with a very serious expression.

"What?" Ta Yue looked at Kong Feng and Bi Kong who were also wearing white robes in front of them, their faces were full of dignity.

"The leader ordered us to investigate a village in Kunlun." Suo Fen said with his arms crossed.

"What's there to investigate in the village?" Tayue looked around inexplicably.

"A few days ago, maybe a little longer." Suo Fen's face turned pale, "A small team from Hongshui Banner passed by Kunlun and stayed in the mountains by chance, and heard screams. Three disciples went to investigate, but they didn't return for a long time. , and finally the team went deep into Kunlun to search, and all members disappeared."

"But how did you know these things?" Tayue asked suspiciously.

"A few months later, a disciple returned to Mingjiao and reported the matter. However, when he was speaking at the Guangming Peak, he suddenly attacked the leader and was punished by Kongfeng on the spot." Suo Fen's body was trembling, and he looked up at Kongfeng .

Kong Feng nodded and continued, "However, that disciple couldn't be killed by a knife until His Royal Highness arrived. He burned him alive with holy fire, and before he died, the disciple was laughing grinningly, as if he couldn't feel the pain. "Kong Feng's eyes were wide open, as if the scene at that moment had greatly shocked him.

Deep in the abandoned valley of Nanping Mountain, because it was midnight, there was no sound at all.The only thing that can be heard is the wind and grass.

The Juggernaut, with his left hand holding the wolf fur cloak on his right shoulder, and his right hand holding the Black Dragon Slashing Iron Sword, stood silently.

Lang Wu wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and turned around slowly while holding the Golden Snake Remnant Sword in his right hand.The other two were wearing the same black feather cloak as Lang Wu's. One of them held a jet-black long sword and was covered in ink, while the other was wearing white clothes and holding a red long sword with grizzled hair.

"Mr. Haotian, repent!"

The three people surrounding the Juggernaut jumped up at the same time, the purple light was like electricity, the red light was like flames, and the dark tide was like paint, forming a triangular force, and charged towards the Juggernaut.

The Juggernaut clenched the Black Dragon Zhantie tightly in his hand, and the abandoned valley was immediately illuminated by the blue light formed by the sword energy.

"Heh!" With the roar of the Juggernaut, the strip of cloth on the Black Dragon Slashing Iron fell off, and a cold epee was exposed to the raging sword light, and three giant Qi swords came suddenly, all of them It was three feet long and three feet wide, and stabbed at three people wrapped in black cloaks.

The person in purple holding the Golden Snake Sword held the hilt with his right hand and pressed the blade with his left hand. The yellow light emitted by the golden rapier seemed extremely small under the impact of the blue giant sword, and her body was still retreating under the impact, on the ground. There were two scratches on the shoe.

The three people were in almost the same situation, and for a moment they were completely suppressed by the Juggernaut's giant spirit sword energy.

"Boom boom boom!" Three loud cracking sounds resounded through the abandoned valley.When the abandoned valley returned to darkness, the figure of the sword master had disappeared.

"Chase! The only time to kill him is now." The grey-haired man jumped up the hillside in an instant, walked quickly on the steep rocks, and quickly disappeared into the night.

"Skywalker, wait! The Juggernaut hasn't been seriously injured yet, so you may not be his opponent!" Tianzi Linglingyi, also known as Skywalker, was originally an extremely fast person, and it was too late to call him.

The three members of Zhuri, the names used all come from the martial arts names in the "Zhuri Yexue Style" of the Zhuri School of the previous dynasty, which are the third style "Sword of Heaven", the fourth style "Purple Night Pilgrimage", and the fifth style "Yanxue no return".And Jianxue's Chixue Nine Swords is also a move derived from daily martial arts.

"I can't find it, I can't find it anywhere." Li Yinshang and dozens of soldiers took a temporary rest in the camp on Nanping Mountain.For several days, they went deep into the abyss of Nanping Mountain to search for Murong Linjiang, but they returned without any results.The range of Nanping Mountain is not that big, how could it be possible to turn a living person into nothingness?

"Then this sword match?" Gu Qingshu was still a little anxious, but thinking about the strength that Murong Linjiang once achieved from Mingjiao alone, his mood could be temporarily relieved.

"There is a message from the capital that this match is over." Li Yin said calmly, caressing the broken sword with only two feet of blade left.

Suddenly, a dark red shadow descended from the sky, Gu Qingshu was startled, and drew his sword diagonally!When the shadow fell to the ground, the sword had already touched the man's jaw.Looking at it again, there is an oriental sword pinned to his waist, and he is wearing a dark red and jet-black tight-fitting night suit. Under his loose long hair is an almost pale face, matched with blood-red lips. If it is at night, It always makes people think of a gloomy female ghost.

"Qingqing, it's okay, she's not a bad person." Li Yinshang got up and pressed Gu Qingshu's forearm holding the sword.

It was too late to say that, and then something flew across the sky, Li Yinshang quickly raised his hand, and firmly grasped it in his palm, "Murong's waist card?" His brows moved slightly.

"He asked me to tell you. Liu Mofeng died at the hands of the assassin, and he has already gone to chase him." The voice was not loud, and there was no ups and downs, but Li Yinshang and Gu Qingshu showed extremely shocked expressions at the same time.

Liu Mofeng, one of the commanders of the fourth battalion of the Cang Yue Army, just died of an accident!Li Yinshang's fists clenched violently, but he forgot the sapphire waist card in his hand, "Bang." There was a deep cracking sound, and the jade waist card engraved with the word "Treading the Moon" was inadvertently crushed, shattered. Jade chips fell from between the hands.First it was Ning Jingyuan, and then it was Liu Mofeng... Li Yinshang felt a sense of powerlessness all over his body.

Blessings never come, but misfortunes never come singly. "Wow!" A messenger suddenly rushed to Li Yinshang's camp, "My lord, there is an urgent battle report at Cangyue Pass for eight hundred miles!"