The morning light is faint, the heaven and the earth are still shrouded in all the fog, a white expanse, through the heavy fog, you can see that above the sky, there are still a few stars that have not fallen, as if they are thinking about the comfort of the night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the Fulu Inn, there are already many people hurrying on the road.

The cold wind is steep.

The carriage moved slowly, facing Mu Zili who was sitting opposite him, Li Qifeng felt 100,000 uncomfortable, so he simply got out of the carriage, spent a lot of money to buy a horse, and rode with Yan Shan.

By the time the fog had completely cleared, the signature banner of the Fulu Inn had long been invisible, and the horses under their crotches kept snorting, spewing out white columns of air in the cold air.

Li Qifeng couldn't help but slow down, and said to Yan Shan beside him: "You can leave now." ”

Yan Shan's expression couldn't help but change, and said, "What do you mean?"

Li Qifeng smiled, looked into the distance, and said: "In the inn, I was just forced by the situation, so I made that move, don't mind if it wasn't for the old shopkeeper who hurt you, I couldn't help you, but it's a pity that your hammer is a pity." ”

Yan Shan's expression also showed a hint of a smile, and said, "What's the matter, do you want to drive me away?"

Li Qifeng shook his head at the moment.

"I didn't mean that, after all, I'm just a newcomer, and it's really ugly to let you, an old qualified person, surrender to me. ”

Yan Shan couldn't help but hold the reins.

The steed stopped.

"Didn't you say that martial arts are all the way, strength is respected? Now I am also telling you, in the rivers and lakes, the same is true, there has never been a seniority, it is still relying on strength, you can leave a scar on my throat, that means that your strength is very strong, and there is no shame in following you. ”

Yan Shan looked very serious.

Li Qifeng couldn't help but smile.

"I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble in the future. ”

Yan Shan grinned and said, "Do you think I'm a person who is afraid of trouble?"

Looking at Yan Shan's resolute face, Li Qifeng couldn't help but smile and said, "I don't think so." ”

The two of them laughed in unison.

The horse neighed, and Li Qifeng rushed out first.

Yan Shan looked at the straight back of the horse, and there was a hint of awe in his expression, maybe it was a shame for him to follow Li Qifeng in the eyes of outsiders, but he knew very well in his heart, I am afraid that he has been confused for half his life, only this time is probably the wisest decision.

On the carriage, Mo Wentian looked at Mu Zi Li, who was full of grievances, showed a faint smile, and said in a gentle tone: "Girl, what do you think of Li Qifeng's stinky boy?"

Mu Zili looked at Mo Wentian, tears appeared in his eyes, and said, "Bastard." ”

Mo Wentian couldn't help laughing, and said: "That stinky boy doesn't understand anything, naturally he can't understand your thoughts, and after a long time, he will naturally understand." ”

Mu Zili nodded.

With his knees together and his right hand dragging his chin, he was a little distracted.

Mo Wentian smiled in a low voice, closed his eyes and began to recuperate.

Around noon.

The rolling mountains come into view, and from a distance, you can even see the snow on the top of the towering peaks.

The entire mountain range is like a dormant dragon, exuding a powerful and incomparable power, and the entrance to the mountain range is like a bloody mouth, swallowing everything into it.

Li Qifeng couldn't help but slow down.

Yan Shan restrained the horse, his expression showed a trace of solemnity, his eyes kept looking around, and there was a trace of vigilance in his eyes.

"Be careful, this is the Tianluo Mountain Range, which hides countless dangers, and there was once a great martial arts master in it. ”

Yan Shan said softly.

The carriage stopped.

Mo Wentian stepped down from the carriage, looked up at the endless mountain range, and said, "After passing through this mountain range, we are in the realm of Giant Stone City, we have not been here for decades, and everything is still the same." ”

With an exclamation, Mo Wentian walked slowly towards the mountains.

Li Qifeng and Yan Shan dismounted and slowly followed behind Mo Wentian.

The road is three zhang wide, zigzag, spreading to the depths of the mountain range, Mo Wentian raised his head and looked up at the towering peaks on both sides, and said softly: "This Tianluo Mountain Range used to be the nest of bandits, and there were one hundred and fifty-eight bandit gangs of all sizes at most, as long as someone dared to enter this mountain range, they would either be cut off their heads, or they would be tied up with meat tickets Back then, my Sword Sect disciples traveled thousands of miles here, and in one day, almost all the one hundred and fifty-eight bandit dens were ended, how domineering and strong it was back then. ”

Li Qifeng's body froze slightly.

Yan Shan's expression showed a hint of awe.

Mo Wentian stood still, took a deep breath, "I can clearly remember every scene of the year now." ”

"The glory of the Sword Sect is engraved in the hearts of every disciple of the Sword Sect, and the deeds of the Sword Sect have always been remembered in the hearts of the people. ”

Li Qifeng said softly.

Mo Wentian couldn't help but smile.

"It's a pity, pity my Sword Sect!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian let out a long sigh.

Up and down, exuding an indescribable sense of desolation.

"God don't bless my Sword Sect!"

Another long sigh.

In the mountains, in the dense forest, countless frightened birds flew up and swept into the sky.

Mo Wentian's whole person has aged a little.

"Mo Ye, don't get excited. I believe that as long as there is a disciple of the Sword Sect alive in the world, then the glory of the Sword Sect will never disappear. ”

Li Qifeng said softly.

Mo Wentian looked at Li Qifeng and said, "The way of the world has changed, and people will also change. ”

Li Qifeng's expression became extremely serious, and he said, "At least I, Li Qifeng, will always be a disciple of the Sword Sect, and this must not be changed." ”

Mo Wentian looked at Li Qifeng.

Gazed for a moment.

Mo Wentian continued to walk forward slowly.

Li Qifeng's heart became a little heavy, and he felt a familiar aura from Mo Wentian's body, which was exactly the same as the Shentu Feng back then.

"The deadline is coming?"

A terrible thought arose in Li Qifeng's heart.

With a sudden tremor in his heart, Li Qifeng suppressed his thoughts, the current Sword Sect was in a stormy situation, and he could not afford to lose the slightest loss.

Walked for a long time.

A steep mountain stands in the way of view.

The winding road takes a steep turn.

Mo Wentian stood still again.

The two fingers stretched out, the sword qi came out, and it slashed down, and the steep mountain peak was suddenly sharpened neatly, and a huge stone wall was revealed.

Mo Wentian's body rose to the sky.

The second command moves, the green blade flows, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

Lines of vigorous handwriting popped up.