After the rain, the sky is as blue as a wash, and the bright sunlight makes people's vision brighter, and even from a long distance, you can clearly see the outline of the castle that is gradually moving away. 'Le' Wen ''Novel'' '520'.

Looking at the blue sky, Xiang Yantian's mood also improved as much as this weather, and the unhappiness when he was surrounded by everyone before also dissipated a lot.

After a bumpy ride, they were not far away from the Witch Gu Gang in the southeast area, and they would not be in such a hurry as before.

"Yan'er, this place is not far from the Witch Gu Gang, you and I should be more careful!" At this time, he had long been away from the city, Yan Qing stood on the path covered by the jungle, cautiously swept around, and said.

The closer you get to your destination, the more careful you should be. The experience of the rivers and lakes in the past few years has made Xiang Yantian understand a lot.

While nodding, Xiang Yantian withdrew his gaze that swept around. However, after a gust of wind, she frowned slightly—something was wrong here.

But she didn't deliberately 'show' that she was aware of the danger, and only had a simple eye exchange with Yan Qing. Never giving up all the way, sharing weal and woe, has established a considerable tacit understanding between the two.

"It's normal, let's go quickly!" Yan Qing had a warm smile on his face, and he couldn't tell if he had discovered anything unusual here.

Xiang Yantian didn't answer, she smiled lightly, and then took a few hurried steps, standing side by side with the young man in front of her.

It was clearly a blazing sun, but the path was as quiet as late at night, only the rustle of the footsteps of the two people walking in it, and even the footsteps gradually disappeared later.

Iron――

It was the sound of a sword unsheathed.

Six black 'colored' figures suddenly rushed out of the trees on both sides of the path, each holding a knife in their hands, and the bright blade of the knife looked a little dazzling in the sunlight.

The footsteps of the six people were extremely light, almost inaudible when they fell to the ground, and their movements were quite fast, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed behind the man and woman walking side by side in front of them, and stabbed the sharp knife in their hands in the backs of the two without mercy!

However, the man and woman walking in front of him had already turned around like a ghost, and the young man swung the unsheathed sword in his hand, easily shaking the six sharp knives out of the hands of the six men in black.

However, the young man did not kill them, but only knocked the six of them to the ground, and then fixed his eyes on a certain bush on the small hill.

The scene fell silent instantly, which was quite weird.

However, this silence did not last long, and after only a few breaths, a middle-aged man in a cyan 'color' robe walked out of the place where Yan Qing's eyes gathered, and he clapped his hands: "It is worthy of being the disciple of that one, and the feeling is really keen!" ”

His clapping is not only an appreciation for Yan Qing, but also a signal.

The applause was still echoing in the surrounding air, and black figures rushed out one after another, a total of fifteen people.

This time, the fifteen people held the 'fine' steel long sword in their hands, and from the fact that they rushed out of the bushes cleanly and neatly, without the slightest movement of dragging mud and water, it could be seen that they were much stronger than the previous six.

I've been in trouble lately!

Xiang Yan suddenly felt slightly annoyed, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time was like an unknown flame, and suddenly rose, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The middle-aged man in the green shirt didn't answer, he just 'revealed' an almost professional smile, and then stretched out his right hand and made a "please" gesture: "Our young sect wants to see you, please don't let us ......"

"What if I say no!" Yan Qing suddenly spoke, interrupting the words of the middle-aged man in green shirt, like a volcano that had been silent for countless years suddenly erupted, and his tone was a little cold.

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Five miles away, on the top of a hill with a good view, Shangguan Yun, dressed in white, sat in the octagonal pavilion and tasted wine alone, with a leisurely demeanor and a chic demeanor, as if he was not a person in this world.

"Report to Shaozong, Elder Zhao has already led people to surround the target!" At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a gray 'colored' shirt of the Jiuyang Sect walked into the pavilion quickly, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully.

Shangguan Yun put down the wine glass in his hand, nodded, waved his hand, and sent the middle-aged man out. Immediately, he turned his head again, smiled at the railing on the right, and said, "What does Brother Gongsun think?" ”

The railing was empty, but at some point a man in a black shirt appeared leaning on it, his long silver hair swaying in the breeze, and his handsome face looked a little cold.

"That's not enough!" The silver-haired man frowned and said unceremoniously.

For this demeaning tone, Shangguan Yun didn't care at all, he poured another glass of wine, took a sip, and 'revealed' a confident smile: "There are indeed people in this river and lake that I can't invite, but it doesn't include Her Royal Highness the princess and that man. ”

As the young sect of the Jiuyang Sect, the first 'gate' of the martial arts today, and the eldest son of the current martial arts alliance leader, plus there is no lack of wisdom and strength, this man does have the qualifications to say this.

Looking at Shangguan Yun's confident appearance, the silver-haired man suddenly smiled: "Then I'll wait and see!" ”

"That's great!" Shangguan Yun was in high spirits, waved his big hand, and summoned a subordinate, "Come on, serve wine to Brother Gongsun!" ”

The silver-haired man didn't accept his kindness: "If you drink and make a mistake, just give me a cup of tea." ”

Such an answer obviously exceeded Shangguan Yun's expectations, so much so that he was stunned for a moment, and then realized his faux pas and changed his words: "Let Brother Gongsun see it." Come on, give Brother Gongsun a good cup of tea, and use the best tea! ”

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In the path covered by grass and trees, things were just as the silver-haired man had predicted, and the middle-aged man in green shirts, who was only known as "Elder Zhao", and his fifteen subordinates couldn't stop Xiang Yantian and Yan Qing at all. They didn't even draw the sword in their hands, and they easily escaped from the pursuit of those people just by virtue of their light skills that were far superior to ordinary people.

"Damn it, let them escape!" A man in black stopped his pursuit, panting and grumbling.

Elder Zhao didn't have a trace of anxiety on his face, he patted his shoulder and comforted: "Don't worry, everything is in the hands of Shaozong." Besides, we people may not be able to really stop them, and if we really do do it, we will definitely suffer heavy casualties! ”

Walking on the clouds is worthy of being the first light body method in the rivers and lakes, once it is used, it is like a galloping wind, and the vast majority of people on the rivers and lakes can only reach the dust.

In just a moment, Xiang Yantian and Yan Qing both broke through the barrier and came to the end of the trail.

The mountains in the southeast area are full of vegetation and vegetation, and it is impossible to see the terrain at the end in the jungle-covered path, and it was not until the moment he ran out that Xiang Yantian realized that the situation was probably not good.

At the end of the trail is not an imaginary plain, but a canyon connected to it, a canyon that is almost completely enclosed and surrounded by bare, steep mountain rocks.

Standing at the mouth of the valley, looking at the canyon in front of him, Xiang Yantian felt a headache, there was a dead end in front, and there were chasing soldiers in the back, clearly to the point of being in a dilemma.

The sound of Sisuo's footsteps was faintly heard behind him, and then more than a dozen black-clothed people appeared, each holding a knife or a sword in his hand.

"This is not the group of people who chased us before, it seems that we have fallen into the trap of the enemy, and there must be an ambush in the canyon ahead." Yan Qing glanced back, and her face was a little ugly.

In this regard, Xiang Yantian could only smile bitterly.

Back off? That's impossible. With the cunning of the enemy, the manpower of the rear who was responsible for cutting off the retreat was probably even greater than the manpower of the ambush in the canyon.

With a deep breath, Xiang Yantian grabbed Yan Qing's hand: "Brother Yan, do you regret it?" ”

After getting along for a long time, Xiang Yantian actually knew the 'nature' of this man who had always stood by his side, but he still asked this sentence. Even if the answer is "regret", she will never complain. After all, he has already given a lot for her.

As usual, Yan Qing 'revealed' a quiet smile: "Naturally, I don't regret it." ”

After that, he seemed to want to 'reveal' his determination, took Xiang Yantian's hand, and resolutely stepped into the canyon.

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