A river, a boat, three people, two bystanders. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Luo Zishang stepped into the moonlight, did not interfere, did not make a sound, quietly watched the black and white double young angry and lonely hatred of the scene, and leisurely got the news he wanted. He took a slight step back, and the figure disappeared into the darkness.

In terms of speed, in addition to remembering the autumn year, few people in the world can surpass the traces of the wind. As an apprentice of Yi Qiunian, Lhotse Shang's speed is of course quite impressive. But compared to Qin Xiaochuan, whose realm is more than one step ahead, he is still a little worse.

Let Qin Xiaochuan compete with the scars of the wind in the autumn year, he was willing to lie directly on the ground and not get up. But it is really not difficult for him to easily keep up with the young man Lhotse Shang without a trace.

Follow all the way, quietly, halfway through the night.

Lhotse Shang suddenly stopped. When he calmed down, he was dressed in black solemnly, his eyes under the black scarf narrowed slightly, and he raised one eyebrow with interest. Hiding himself under the shadow of a nearby tree, Qin Xiaochuan also stopped lightly, feeling a murderous aura!

Before, by the winding river, the black-clothed sword boy and the white-clothed sword boy teamed up to force out Dugu's true body of hatred and forced out a promise. As long as Sha Zhou's master is willing to show up, Dugu's resentment will reveal the truth of Zhutian's death to the world. After hearing this, Lhotse Shang turned around and left. Qin Xiaochuan, who followed behind, understood that the sentence of Dugu's resentment was actually a bait. The people behind him are trying to use the death of Zhutian to constantly mobilize the Demon Sword Realm and the Tenglong Hall to force the Shazhou Yizi Master to go out.

One after the other, walk briskly in the moonlight. Lhotse Shang seemed leisurely, not too slow, and soon moved away from the meandering river basin.

Before feeling the murderous aura, Qin Xiaochuan didn't feel that other people were following him.

The place where Lhotse Shang stopped was a sparse forest. The woodland is not dense, and when you look up, you can see the stars and the moon. The people who were ambushed here unconsciously showed a murderous aura. And who is the murderous spirit aimed at? Is it Lhotse Shang in the open place...... Or is it a white-robed man in the shadows?

Suddenly!

Three figures jumped out of the shadows and attacked Lhotse Shang. The light of the sword changed under the moon, accompanied by a black shadow, and almost instantaneously, the blade was close to the upper, middle and lower three key points of the young man. But it was clear that Lhotse Shang's sword came faster than the moonlight, and it was like a meteor in the moment it came out of its sheath. Qin Xiaochuan's pupils, who were hidden in the shadows, fell into that floating light, the sword was fast to a certain extent, and the pressure of the sword wind alone was enough to cut gold and break jade.

Ding Ding Ding, the blade broke with a touch, and three figures fell out in all directions. Luo Zishang put away his sword on his side, but he was cold and caught off guard that seven iron hooks and chains came from all around, four blocked the waist and bound the legs, two blocked the wrist long sword, and the other bolted to the neck to hook the soul and kill him! This forest is sparse, but it looks more and more ghostly under the shadow of the moon, and the murderous aura floats left and right, making it impossible to recognize how many people are ambushed around.

Oh, this battle should be for Lhotse Shang. It's been a while since the Styx painter drew the picture of Lhotse's death in the dog's hole, and after the death of the lonely wolf, the pretending ghost finally couldn't sit still?

Yi Qiunian's apprentice should not only have this ability. Qin Xiaochuan doesn't think that this kind of role still needs to be taken care of by himself. He leaned back against the tree and relaxed his arms, his robe blending with the moonlight leaking from the foliage, and even if a rope swept past him, the masked man who was very close did not notice anything unusual.

"Get up!" Luo Zishang suddenly struggled, spit out the strength and broke the rope on his leg, and the sword finger in his left hand broke the face with a point, and quickly slashed across his waist. Crashing, four ropes broke, and the sound of heavy objects falling could be heard not far away. He landed with both feet, and the black clothes rushed towards the end of the tree, slightly hooking around the arm of the card, and the iron hook aimed at the key attack missed and then swirled and stabbed from the back to the back of the heart, but was repelled by the sword flower pulled by the right hand that broke free from the rope with the help of the branch.

Lhotse Shang did not hesitate any longer and swept away the forest. Fighting with many hooks in the woods is really unfavorable.

As soon as the murderous spirit subsided, the wind changed. Qin Xiaochuan got up and took a step forward, intending to escort and follow to the end. He had calculated the date, and the time of Lhotse Shang's death in his memory should have been after Quliujiang Dugu's resentment appeared. I heard that Yi Qiunian's apprentice ran out to play the rivers and lakes, and appeared several times around the key factors of Zhutian's death, so it is very likely that someone will be caught by the winding river.

As long as Luo Zishang doesn't have an accident, the sword ruffian will not sacrifice most of his body for the sake of his apprentice, and he will not be injured if he is in danger.

Yi Qiu Nian will never die!

Suddenly, there was a slight blister swelling sound.

At this time, the shadows of the trees are heavy, and the surroundings are very quiet. Qin Xiaochuan felt a biting coldness, and found that his feet had stepped into a puddle. The puddle is very shallow, but there seems to be a strange suction, and for a moment an inexplicable danger hits his heart, and the moment he remembers the cage, he instinctively has the wrong surroundings!

A shadow leaped out of the puddle beneath his feet, like a big fish with a little scale in the moonlight. The silver-clad masked man who quickly leaped out of the shallow puddle was so close that the two of them were almost facing each other, and the sharp blade in his hand was already whirling and slashing diagonally from the back of his head. Shouldn't this be the treatment of Lhotse Shang! At this time, Qin Xiaochuan's feet were stuck in a puddle and he couldn't break free. Between the lightning and the fire, the black sword ejected from its scabbard and slashed straight upwards towards the masked silver-clothed man. The sword was all gone, so that the masked man had to turn in the air, and his body twisted and failed.

Poof, the masked man submerged into the water and disappeared without a trace. Qin Xiaochuan's heart moved, he turned to the side, and pointed at the wind, and with a roar, he blocked the blade with an air flow.

The blade came from the water, and the silver-clothed masked man who had submerged into the shallow pit suddenly emerged silently from another direction, the knife and knife killing moves, the style was vicious, and the endless light enveloped Qin Xiaochuan's upper body, wanting to swallow up the people who fell into the trap!

This is indeed the treatment that Lhotse merchants should have enjoyed. But it seems that in the eyes of the behind-the-scenes manipulators, Qin Xiaochuan has surpassed Lhotse Shang in harms since his debut. The murderous aura in the woods turned out to be not just aimed at one person, and the puddles in the forest were deliberately aimed at the other party.

Water looks like water, but it's part of the spell. From the moment the prey stepped into the puddle, the woods were no longer woods, but a strange magic space.

A shallow puddle can hide a person, and of course what Qin Xiaochuan's feet touch will not be the real ground. He wasn't stupid enough to poke a puddle with a black sword, and he took off his shoes with great speed when it was most urgent and dangerous.

A pair of black boots sank into the puddle, and then were slashed to pieces by the endless knife light. But there was a faint shadow in the moonlight, almost merging with the light and shadow. The sword missed, and the silver-clothed masked man was already shocked to realize that something was wrong, and at this time, the black sword in the sky quickly sank and smashed down hard!

Bang, the water splashed, and the masked man was gone again.

The heavy force smashed deep into the shallow puddle, and a trace of anti-shock force was transmitted upward, while Qin Xiaochuan, who was flying in the air, took advantage of his strength to move backwards. The ground is too dangerous. He had been aiming for a nearby branch, but he pounced, turned and fell, stomping on the dirt with his socks on.

The staggering of space and distance is a trick that the caster is used to playing.

The shallow, silver-like water quickly pursued along the ground, trying to pull the detached into danger again. But Qin Xiaochuan was unmoved, the black sword entered the earth, attracting the magnetic force of the earth, and the heavy ripples instantly filled the calm silver water, directly forcing out the silver-clothed masked man hidden in the endless space inside. Reversed one after another, the black sword slashed through the waist, the simplest move, but the heavy force drove the air flow like a tiger. The silver-clothed masked man avoided it, and fought hard with the long knife in his hand, and blood immediately gushed out from under the mask, but he also successfully used his strength to fall out of the attack range.

The moonlight was cold, and there was suddenly more insect chirping in the wind. The one in the dark withdrew. Qin Xiaochuan put away the black sword and lowered his head again, the sinister puddle had disappeared without a trace.

The attack here may not be a time to buy time for another battlefield, too bad, Lhotse Shang!

Qin Xiaochuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and his figure immediately disappeared in the moonlight, chasing forward. At this time, Lhotse Shang finally got rid of the entanglement of the hook, and landed gently on the clearing outside the forest as he wished, and suddenly felt a cold soles under his feet, and accidentally stepped on a puddle.