Chapter 4: The Surge

Wherever the wolf goes, it will be noticeable, especially during the day. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Because he was dressed in black, his eyes were shining black, his face was cold, and he was holding a strange black sword in his arms.

Monk Pukong pursed his lips and followed behind the wolf.

Monk Pukong frowned and said, "He Yifei only said that Ye Qiu was going in this direction, but he didn't say where he went......"

Wolf Ya said coldly: "Didn't the one with the fan say Wudang Mountain?" ”

Pukong immediately made a "shhhh

This is a loess path, look around, only see the woods, not half a figure.

Monk Pukong said softly: "Wudang Mountain can't go for a while." Time is urgent, if it is true on the paper, Ye Gongzi may be very dangerous. ”

The wolf suddenly stopped, standing in the shadow of a large tree.

Monk Pukong was stunned: "What's the matter?" ”

Wolf Ya said coldly: "I don't know how to hide weapons, and I am not strong in light skills." ”

Monk Pukong's heart tightened when he heard this.

"So, the person who is eavesdropping on the tree, what should I do?" ”

Monk Pukong was stunned for a moment, and looked up hurriedly.

There was indeed someone in the tree, and a black shadow was lying in the center of the leaf, and it was impossible to see it under the tree.

"Help me grab the sword." Wolf Le threw the sword to Pukong, and hugged the trunk tightly with both hands.

After Ye Qiu returned to the Central Plains, he once sighed that the strength of the wolf was definitely the first in the rivers and lakes, from the first time he swung his palm at the horse's head.

Monk Pukong was stunned to see as the wolf easily pulled up the big tree that the two of them hugged and shook violently.

The black shadow slammed down, splashing yellow dust, like a sack of meat.

Monk Pukong sighed, this black shadow is indeed similar to a sack of meat.

Because he is dead.

He had a kind of golden needle stuck in his body, and the tail was very thick, with a thin golden dragon wrapped around the needle's tail.

One on the forehead and three on the chest.

Monk Pukong sighed; "If Ye Gongzi is here, he will definitely be able to tell which sect and which sect is the head of the weapon, but unfortunately the little monk does not have the magic power like Ye Gongzi."

The wolf swayed the tree back into the pit and walked on without saying a word.

Monk Pukong glanced at the corpse and hurriedly caught up.

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Wolf and Monk Pukong walked far away, leaving only the corpse lying alone in the middle of the road.

The cold wind swept up the yellow dust, and the sunlight cast a person's shadow, coldly pressing on the corpse's body.

A pair of slender and slender hands gently took the golden needles from the corpse.

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It's another night, a moonlit and starry night.

There was a simple pavilion on the side of the mountain road, and two people sat on the edge of the pavilion.

The moonlight shone gently on Ye Qiu's body.

If there was anything that made Ye Qiu forget that he was being hunted down, there was only one possibility, a pot of hot tea.

Ye Qiu sighed: "Where did Lao Zhaohua get such a good tea?" ”

The old man on the opposite side was in rags, and he was looking at Ye Qiu with a smile: "There is a village not far from the mountain, and a little good tea and a pot of hot water are still difficult for me to call Huazi me." ”

Ye Qiu laughed: "It's really hard to be a 'thousand-handed beggar', if you still have unclean hands and feet for a long time, when will you be able to become an elder?" ”

The old man scratched his head: "Elder, it's just a false name, the elders of the beggar gang are busy and tired, how can I be at ease with the old flowers." ”

Ye Qiu sighed: "Qimen black tea is indeed fragrant, but unfortunately I can't taste it for long, and there is a group of people who don't need to do things without their heads chasing me." ”

The old man smiled: "Not only are there people chasing you behind, but there are probably people waiting for you in front." ”

Ye Qiu was stunned: "How?" ”

The old man said slowly: "There are at least ten sects on the rivers and lakes that want you to take that thing. ”

Ye Qiu smiled bitterly: "I didn't take anything, but I don't believe much." ”

The old man said curiously: "You didn't take anything, but you killed Mr. Zhao's dart?" ”

Ye Qiu was silent, and gently blew on the floating tea leaves.

The old man continued to ask, "Could it be that Ye Qiu has really become a killer who collects money and kills?" ”

Ye Qiu looked at the tea leaves that were blown open and gently sniffed the fragrance of the tea.

The old man continued: "With your Ye Qiu's means, this time you are stupid enough, Mr. Zhao's dart head dart bureau is not small, and there are many coveted people in the rivers and lakes of Bao's dart, but you have been discovered." ”

Ye Qiu sighed: "I've known you for six years, and even you don't believe me. ”

The old man said; "It's not that I don't believe you, but the matter itself is also a lot of doubts."

Ye Qiu said slowly: "No matter how many suspicions there are, I finally found one thing. ”

The old man said curiously: "What? ”

Ye Qiu said coldly: "Sometimes friends who have known each other for six years may not be reliable. ”

Ye Qiu didn't plan to drink tea, because there were two kinds of tea that he wouldn't drink.

Ye Qiu waved a palm.

Ye Qiu's palm was not fast, and he just overturned the tea.

The tea splashed on the face of the old man who couldn't dodge, white smoke filled the air, and the burning sound was harsh.

The old man rolled on the ground in pain, wailing.

Ye Qiu stood up and looked coldly at the old man on the ground: "The rivers and lakes are sinister, not all friends I will trust." ”

Ye Qiu raised his hand, and the moonlight draped his shadow over the old man's body.

Ye Qiu said coldly: "I decided to crack your Heavenly Spirit Cover directly, so that you can die a happy death, lest others say that I, Ye Qiu, are not good enough for my friends." ”

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Ye Qiu continued to hurry, and in two days he could leave the Henan border.

Ye Qiu looked around, a wilderness, and there were a few lights in the distance.

I don't know where there was a dog barking, far away and near.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the grass on the side of the road, following Ye Qiu not far away.

Ye Qiu's ears moved slightly, and he had already heard the faint sound of air currents coming from his body.

Ye Qiu stopped abruptly, turned around and arched his hand, "Why has Your Excellency been following me?" ”

There was silence all around.

Even the sound of the wind blowing the blades of grass is clear.

Ye Qiu's scalp was a little numb.

The footsteps of the people who came were very soft, and the light work was very high.

Something shot out of the grass.

That thing didn't fly fast, it was obviously not a hidden weapon, Ye Qiu reached out to pick it up.

A folded note.

I couldn't see it clearly in the night, Ye Qiu stuffed the note into his arms, and with a little tiptoe, the person had already flown out a few feet.

When Ye Qiu jumped far away, the black shadow in the grass slowly stood up.

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