"Gurgle...... Gurgle ......"

The four of them rode on horseback, two men in the front row, followed closely by two women, both holding weapons and constantly beating the horse's buttocks, looking very hurried. The man who took the lead in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info was burly, with a tiger's waist and a bear's back, and his eyebrows were full of majesty and domineering, but at this time, there was more anxiety, and the figure of the head of the church on the ceremonial stage of the resignation hall yesterday vaguely appeared in front of him:

"Your cultivation in the Three Swords Pavilion has already reached five years! The time has finally come to fight the end of the sword! ”

The audience cheered.

The head of the sect shouted solemnly: "As a test, you will go outside the city to carry out your mission. First choose a senior brother as a partner, a team of two, and make sure that I will get the number plate here later! Wait in the corresponding corridor in the west corridor tomorrow morning, and the mission details and map guards will give you. You must return to the city before the gates close at dark, or you will die without a place to be buried! ”

All kinds of voices in the audience stopped abruptly, and there was silence.

There are two walls of the Three Swords Pavilion, and between the two walls is a long corridor. The corridor on the west side has a horizontal wall dividing it into open-air chambers, called corridor halls. There are no windows and no doors on the horizontal walls of the corridor hall, and there are iron doors on the outer walls, and there are passes on the inner walls.

The next day, two men rode to one of the passes, and the leader combed a square bun, tied up all of them, divided them in the middle, tied up a six-diamond columnar hair crown, inserted a hairpin horizontally, and held a simple knife in his hand; The other man is tied in front and back, not parted, with long hair flowing in front of his forehead, a small cylindrical crown of hair, no hairpins, a small ponytail on it, and a Xiuba sword in his hand.

The two raised their heads and looked at the number plate on the top of the pass, and entered the corridor with their feet knocking on the horse's belly. There are two giant doormen standing in the hall, more than one zhang high, strong as a mountain, with a single horn on the forehead, and a long beard and abdomen.

The man with a knife lowered his head and clasped his fists, and said, "I've seen my predecessors." Then he showed the number plate, "We are the thirteenth group of disciples of this year's resignation, and we are preparing to accept the test of the mission, and we implore the two seniors to teach us." His partner did the same. The etiquette of the Three Swords Pavilion is to straighten the waist and hold the fists, the juniors should bow their heads to the seniors, and the seniors will not bow their heads to the juniors.

But the two guards were like bronze statues, and they didn't move. The man was displeased and wanted to say more, but suddenly his partner stopped, so he had to swallow the words that had just reached his throat and waited there stupidly.

For a long time, the doorman was still silent, and the man was already impatient, and just wanted to ask for advice again, when suddenly there were a few lazy horses' hooves behind him, and the two men turned around when they heard the sound, and looked stupid.

It was two women riding white horses walking slowly towards them, the leader of the group tied up the ponytail, the bangs hung down to the chin, and held a red Tai Chi sword; The one in the back has long hair and a shawl, with Qi bangs, and a Tai Chi sword in his hand, but it is white. Obviously, they also showed a surprised expression on their faces, and the one in the back still hung his face slightly, as if he was shy. Judging from their clothes, they should also be disciples of this year's resignation.

The disciples of the Three Swords Pavilion uniformly wore black robes and tied up with a belt, and the color of the belt represented the cultivation of age: the belt was green for the first two years of entering the museum, which meant that they would grow vigorously like green buds; The third and fourth years are yellow, which means fiery and lively; The fifth and sixth years are red, implying maturity and fraternity; The seventh and eighth years are inconspicuous white, implying humility and introverted; The ninth and tenth years are black, implying ethereal; For more than ten years, they do not wear their outer belts and open their black robes. Among them, after five years of repair, the Three Swords Hall only stipulates that the robe should be worn when in the hall, and it can be worn or not after the resignation, and the old robe can be exchanged for a new robe in the Three Swords Hall.

The woman in the lead approached, lined up to the right of the Pu Dao man, and also showed a number plate with the inscription: Thirteen!

"Dingtian!" A low, loud voice rang out.

The man with the knife was still looking at the woman on the side like a stupid child seeing candy, and suddenly felt that his left foot was being beaten, and it seemed that it was his partner who was knocking him with the scabbard, and then he came back to his senses, and at this time the right doorman was pulling the scroll, scanning the four people back and forth.

The Pu Dao man hurriedly bowed his head and replied, "Here!" His dark complexion couldn't hide his blush. The right doorman did not make fun of Ding Tian's faux pas, continued to look at the scroll, and said by name: "Sunset wind!" ”

The Three Swords Hall is divided into the left courtyard and the right courtyard, male and female disciples live in a closed courtyard to practice, only in the annual martial arts competition and the New Year's celebration to gather in the central square, and the resignation ceremony is held separately between the two houses, so the male disciples usually see the same sex in their eyes, and now they suddenly see the opposite sex, and the posture is not bad, if you commit the gift of not seeing, it is also reasonable.

"In!" Dingtian's partner responded.

The right doorman called by name: "Yangxi Xuan'er!" ”

"In!" The ponytail woman made a gesture.

The right doorman said: "Yangxi Qian'er! ”

"Yes." The woman at the very end made a fuss, and her voice was quite thin.

After the right doorman finished the roll call, he put away the scroll and said solemnly: "Benwei officially announces that the four of you are the thirteenth group of disciples of Ding Hainian's resignation!" ”

The four of them were unexpected, and looked at each other.

The right doorman said: "From this day on, you must unite and help each other to overcome the difficulties together!" Remember that the rivers and lakes are sinister, and think twice before acting! Now prepare to go out of the city to carry out the mission, be sure to return to the city before dark, and see the scroll for the mission details! With that, he threw the scroll towards Dingtian, he caught the scroll, pulled it open and looked at it roughly, and then handed it to Sunset Wind.

The two guards clenched their fists at the same time, then turned around and turned the two wheels on the wall, and the heavy iron door slowly rose, and when the door rose to a certain height, they tore and shouted, "Go!! The four of them immediately rushed out with the sound of hurried horses' hooves.

There were countless villages outside the Iron City, and the closer you got to the walls, the denser they became, each with a wall, made of mud bricks or stones, of varying heights and thicknesses, but all of them were filled with dense sharp weapons, called anti-corpse spurs.

Due to the high consumption in the city and the difficulty of maintaining a regular income, many poor people had to leave the iron city, but there were patrols in the city to maintain law and order, and it was relatively peaceful. The villages outside the city recruit people all year round, and the village will grow when there are more people, so as long as the villagers are willing to pay labor, they can eat and live, and they will get more or less honorarium, but there are many conflicts between the villages, disputes are everywhere, and there are thefts, robberies, burnings and killings every day.

"Gurgle...... Gurgle ......"

The sun has set.

"Phew—"

The four of them stopped, and a stone monument was erected in front of them. Under the foot is a lush weed, not far behind the stele is the decaying two-pillar cupola archway, behind which the gate of the village entrance has also collapsed, the dilapidated wall has grown grass, and the corpse thorns have almost all been pulled out, leaving only dense holes.

Sunset Wind pulled open the scroll, looked at the map on it and said, "It should be here." He said yes, and nodded to everyone.

So the four of them slowly entered the village, scanning vigilantly. The village is deserted, overgrown with weeds, and many houses are only left with broken walls and ruins, and decaying bricks and tiles are scattered all over the place. The road at the entrance of the village leads directly to the center of the village, there is a square, there is a pillar in the center, and on the dew plate at the top, there is a stone statue of the roaring beast in a squatting posture, and the big mouth that opens is facing the direction of the entrance of the village.

As soon as he entered the square, Ding Tian suddenly put the Pu knife horizontally, signaled for his teammates behind him to stop, and then walked around the edge of the square, staring at the stone statue with both eyes, as if there was something hiding behind it, and suddenly his eyes were startled, and he shouted: "What person?!" ”

The teammates instantly held the hilt of the sword, and they all stared at the stone statue, slowly approaching Dingtian, only to see a person gradually appear behind him, he was in rags, wearing a tattered hat, sitting on the bearing plate with his back against the stone statue, one foot naturally hanged down, the other foot was bent, and a hand was placed horizontally on his knees, holding a purple Taiji sword in his hand.

The ragged man didn't even look at Ding Tian, he still tilted his head and said, "Stupid." If you rob someone, you are naturally a robber. Beneath his drooping feet, at the end of the horizontal cloud board, hung a man who looked scruffy, his head drooping, his face covered by messy hair, and he did not move for a long time, presumably unconscious.

Ding Tian saw the hostages and shouted, "Thief! Release the hostages! The ragged man said slowly: "People, I can take you away, but horses, you have to stay." He turned his face slightly and squinted down at Ding Tian and the others. Ding Tian raised his sword, pointed at the ragged man, and said fiercely: "You don't want to get a horse!" ”

Sunset Wind is very worried at this time, the other party is the idea of fighting horses, and if the fight starts, he will have to leave a force to protect the horses, plus he doesn't know the strength of the other party at all, in case he can't prevent it, he will be robbed of one, but there is still hope of returning to the city, but in case he loses two horses, even if he rescues the hostages, he can't rush back to the iron city before dark.

The ragged man said arrogantly, "I don't mind bringing back some more meat." These words puzzled the four people on the side.

Xuan'er looked sideways at Dingtian and Sunset and asked, "What did he say?" Xi Qingfeng guessed and replied, "Listening to the tone, even we won't let go." Ding Tian thrust the Pu knife into the ground and said, "That's not negotiable!" Xuan'er saw that the sunset was getting lower and lower, and said anxiously: "There is not much time, the four of us may be able to win if we attack together." ”

Xi Qingfeng carefully looked around the Huabiao in the distance and said, "It's too dangerous to rush up together, and I don't know if there is an enchantment trap there." After hearing this, Ding Tian said arbitrarily: "Then it's the same." He got off the horse and put the Pu knife on his shoulder, and then turned back and instructed, "Qingfeng, watch carefully!" Without saying that, he walked back to Huabiao in the center of the square, his steps were calm, but his expression was uneasy. Xuan'er was puzzled, she looked at the sunset wind, and then looked at Dingtian who was walking step by step, and asked suspiciously, "As usual?" However, Yuqingfeng didn't speak, just nodded.

The ragged man was very surprised when he saw that Dingtian was coming alone in a hurry, and he couldn't help but press the hat on his head with his hand, and said to himself carefully: "Is it coming alone?" ”

Ding Tian walked faster and faster, and finally ran up, jumped to Huabiao at an appropriate distance, and kicked violently on the dragon scales carved on the pillar with one toe, and rushed up towards the hostage. Although the ragged man is condescending, Dingtian's Pu sword is much longer than the sword, and it also has an advantage in fighting.

Seeing this, the ragged man immediately jumped down from the bearing plate, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, and made a downward chisel momentum. Ding Tian held the Pu knife in his right hand and stabbed upward, but was kicked by the other party, and the Pu knife stabbed off! Seeing that the scabbard was chiseled, the heavenly spirit was not protected, and he could only quickly grasp the tip of the sheath with his left hand, and at this moment, the ragged man took the opportunity to step on his chest, bend his knees, and kick again.

Boom! Ding Tian was kicked by such a bullet and smashed to the ground, stirring up dust. The ragged man hugged his knees in the air and rolled around twice before landing on his straight legs, gently disturbing the weeds that grew in the cracks of the floor tiles. He crossed his arms and crossed his arms, his lowered head slowly raised, and under the brim of the hat, a pair of sharp eyes gradually appeared.

Xuan'er couldn't help but be surprised when she saw that Dingtian was abused as soon as she went up, and then said disdainfully: "Uh...... If you don't do it, you'll die! Qian'er, who was next to her, also covered her mouth and was stunned, while Xiqingfeng remained silent.

Ding Tian quickly got up again, dragged the Pu knife with his right hand and rushed to the other party, and swept to the left at the right distance, only to see the ragged man jump up and avoid it instantly, and Ding Tian raised his arm to throw the Pu knife back and spin, wanting to split obliquely from the top right to the bottom left! The ragged man was suspended in the air at this time, unable to dodge, and it seemed that he could only block hard.

"Ahh A scream of pain.