There are a few huts scattered on the summit of the green hills. After a while, the huts were silent.

Polahoman Moko left with Huche, and in her words they would not return until they were sure that they had created a man. Chu did not stop the two, he knew Hu Che's current situation, maybe with Pola Human Moko, Hu Che would also have some greater opportunities.

Loulan closed the two swords again, reached out to Chu and the two of them and hugged their fists, and left with a simple package on their backs. He didn't tell Chu where he was going, but only told Chu that he would give him a big gift when he came back again.

The houses on the green hill became very quiet, leaving a man and a woman to live a life without fighting.

The man waives his sword in the morning, like a light breeze lingering on the tall wood, and the fallen leaves are flying, and they do not fall for a long time, like a new life.

Women take the soundtrack of Changxiao, and in their spare time, they set up bonfires to decorate their lives, fluttering in white clothes, or standing on the top of the mountain, or sitting on the bluestone, with a graceful posture, like a fairy.

These two people are none other than Chu and the song.

Chu looked at the song from time to time, and he had been a little hesitant in his heart, thinking about whether the time was ripe to take down the other party. However, he didn't dare to move for a long time, for fear of offending the other party and being beaten to death.

After the hymn was played, the instrument was collected. This is a poem "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night", which was originally a poem that sent longing for the woman, but it was changed by the hymn.

"Why do you have this song? It's not night, you can't see the moonlight, and you shouldn't have a woman to miss, right?

Chu Mou held the Chinese medicine that had just been boiled, and while drinking it, he commented on the meaning of the tune.

"Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" is based on the old theme of Chen Sui Yuefu, using the beautiful pen full of life, with the moon as the main body and the river as the scene, depicting a beautiful and distant and trance-like picture of the moonlit night of the Spring River.

This is the most suitable song to play at night, sending the moon to mourn, wandering and thinking about women, the sincere and touching parting feelings and philosophical feelings of life, showing a kind of unique cosmic consciousness, creating a deep, sparse, and quiet realm.

This is the reason why Chu is puzzled.

"And what difference do you hear from here?" said the hymn smiled, like a flower blooming, like a spring breeze bathing all things.

"I know a little bit about music theory, but I don't know much about it. I guess the person you miss should be the mother-in-law you often mention. In this way, the mother-in-law is your closest relative. ”

Actually, Chu wanted to say that the mother-in-law was the only relative of the song. However, thinking that this would inevitably cause her sadness, she simply stopped saying more.

"You don't have to worry about me. As far as I can remember when I was three years old, my mother-in-law was the only one by my side. My mother-in-law took me to my parents, but I never met them. In the words of the mother-in-law, they may be far away. ”

The tone of the chant is flat, and there is no sentimental emotion in it. It's just that the more insipid she becomes, the more pity comes out of Chu's heart.

Both sides are extremely arrogant people in their bones, so Chu naturally won't show anything. He drank the Chinese medicine in his hand, and when he threw it away, he saw the porcelain bowl fluttering through the door and landing firmly on the table.

"It's okay to recover, can you make your way, when are we leaving?"

The song did not ask Chu any more questions about the adaptation of the tune. When she asked this, there was actually a faint reluctance in her heart. She didn't know why this was happening, maybe it was because she had never experienced life during this time, right?

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, why not now?"

As soon as Chu's words fell, he saw two packages flying out of the house. The package was a canvas bag, bulging inside, and it looked like a lot of stuff. Chu looked at the two packages blankly, and then reached out to catch them.

"Take it and go!"

"Ahh......h It's so exciting!"

It turned out that the song had taken the white ribbon, and Ruyu's arm was gently placed on Chu's shoulder. As soon as the melodious voice of the hymn came out of the cherry mouth, the two of them stepped into the air and fell straight down the cliff.

On the cliff, the emotion that empty Chu couldn't help but let out echoed in the air.

In the remote city of Hangzhou, a building in this bustling city that undertakes the north and south of China, the sound of fighting is still heard.

In fact, most crime scenes are unknowingly unaware.

The noise of the city combines the goodness and evil of human beings into one space. People play their part in this space, take on their own mission, and fight for their lives.

As a result, people are accustomed to being indifferent to their surroundings. Even if those things happen right next to them, they don't look at them more.

The building where the Black Dragon Society is located is particularly noisy today. However, the guards on the periphery have all been replaced by the Broken Knife Gang and Murano's people. It doesn't really make a difference to the citizens.

Occasionally, someone asked a few curious questions, and they were sent away by the personnel on duty.

Shang Zeming is very clear about the skills of the Murano brothers. It's just that as the battle continued, Shang Zeming's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Shang Zeming led his subordinates to rush more than a dozen floors in a row, and finally came to the large flat room on the top floor.

The lights here have all been turned off by those who have a heart, and the entire flat floor is pitch black, and only the safety indicator light can bring a little light.

Shang Zeming stretched out his hand and pressed down, signaling the brothers behind him to be more careful. The members of the Murano bullfighting group are all warriors who are one hundred warriors. They have been in the killing field for a long time, and the battles they have experienced are also extremely dangerous.

Under the command of Shang Zeming, the members of the bullfighting team were divided into various directions and gradually moved forward.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, a puff of white smoke.

Everyone immediately concentrated their minds to the extreme, and the direction they guarded did not change in the slightest, which is the best proof that the murano warriors have been on the battlefield for a long time.

The white smoke cleared, and a man in leather armor appeared in front of Shang Zeming's eyes.

The man wears a leather helmet and leather armor, and holds a long knife in his hand. The man is not tall, but he looks very strong. He clasped his arms over his chest, and the hilt of the long knife in his hand was above his head, a cut high.

"I really didn't expect to see a strong man like you in a place like Huaxia! I originally thought that Huaxia was just a place where a group of cowards were, but now it seems that there are still so many capable people!"

The man in leather armor actually spoke an authentic Chinese language. It's just that his tone is extremely arrogant and rude, and he doesn't regard these people in the village as real opponents at all.

"I've dealt with people from the islands, but I've never had anyone who didn't give their names first. It's just that you are so unashamed, why are you still so cringe?" Shang Zeming glanced at the man with disdain.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, after all, you're about to die, and it's a sign of respect I give to my opponent. This Kimino Ii Naomasa, one of the sixteen gods under the seat of the Iga suzerain. ”

The man wore a mask and looked at the village personnel in front of him with only two eyes exposed. His arms were always clasped in front of his chest, and he was particularly imposing. When he said that he was one of the sixteen gods, he became even more proud.

"Sixteen Divine Generals, are they very good?" Shang Zeming wondered.

As soon as these words fell, Shang Zeming felt a strong killing intent!

"The sixteen gods will be Iga's continuation to this day, and the Ii Naomasa in front of you is the name of the god general of the year. They are all the best of the Iga ninja family, and they can be regarded as first-class masters. ”

Chen Tao's appearance made Shang Zeming a little speechless, he knew that this guy had also eliminated the enemy on the other side. It's just that what makes him speechless is that this guy actually knows more about the history of ninjas than he does.

"Naomasa Ii, Uemura Housesau, Tadashi Okubo, Tadashi Okubo, Tadaji Sakai, Yasumasa Sakakihara, Kiyohide Takagi, Mototada Torii, Motonobu Torii, Masanari Naito, Masashige Hattori, Hirawa Koyoshi, Tadatsu Hondatsu, Yasutada Matsudaira, Yonezu Fujizo, Mamotsuna Watanabe. Is it just himself who all the sixteen gods of Iga are now entering China?"

Chen Tao glanced at Shang Zeming, then stared at the man in leather armor and said.

"How do you know?" the man looked at Chen Tao in surprise, and the long knife that was originally held in his chest slowly moved down.