Ling Hanluo visited Cangshan when he was a child, and the scenery here is very famous, when he came to have his parents, and the family was harmonious. As a young man, he ran on his short legs, chased the wind to pick up the beautiful leaves on the ground, and showed off to his parents, and then his father and mother smiled softly at him. Now, he is alone in the old land, and it is indescribably desolate.

This is only halfway up the mountain, he looked up, raised his legs and walked up step by step. Now he has lost the innocent joy of his childhood and walks on a cruel road.

It was still early, there were no pedestrians in the mountains, only he was dressed in white and walked among the red leaves, from time to time there were red leaves falling from the trees, he reached out to catch a fallen leaf, this leaf was very beautiful, as if he had picked it up from the ground. Suddenly, an orange figure rolled down from the hillside, and the wind blew away the red leaves in his hand, and in an instant, they merged into the red leaves all over the ground, and they could not be found again.

Ling Hanluo looked at his palm blankly, cold and cold. The woman was younger, she looked about the same age as Ling Hanluo, but she was wearing an orange Luo skirt covered with red blood, her small and delicate face was bloodless, and her originally clear eyes had become blurred. She tried to keep her eyes open, only to see a white figure constantly shaking in front of her, she had been on the run all night, and she didn't know where to flee, and the killer behind her was in hot pursuit, she was exhausted.

She wanted to live, and her choice was only this white-clothed figure in front of her, she crashed into Ling Hanluo's calf when she rolled down, and this man didn't care for him kindly. She was unconscious in pain, and reached out to grab Ling Hanluo's white clothes, with begging in her eyes.

Then a group of black-clothed men rushed in, surrounding the two of them, and the weapons in their hands glowed red.

For a hitman, the fastest way to finish off your opponent is the most important thing, which also means the possibility of successfully killing your opponent. The killer's usual killing tactic is to find the opponent's weaknesses and catch the opponent off guard. The killer is a sensitive wolf who has eyes that see all his weaknesses.

Ling Hanluo looked down at the blood stained on his white clothes, he hated blood, he hated it very much.

The black-clothed killer swarmed, the bright long sword stabbed at Ling Hanluo, Ling Hanluo did not move, when the man in black approached, Ling Hanluo grabbed the injured woman with one hand and soared into the air, and when he fell, he stepped on the tip of the sword, and the force on his feet flew out of the range of the killer.

He saw a serpent mark on the sword used by the killer, which was the mark of the killer organization Ying Tianmen. Yingtianmen is a very mysterious killer organization, with strict hierarchies and many killers in the gate. A few years ago, he appeared in the rivers and lakes, and in a short period of time, he was hated and feared by the people in the rivers and lakes because of countless killings, and it is said that as long as they have enough money, they can kill anyone, and they have never missed.

Ling Hanluo didn't know much about the Heavenly Gate, but he understood the nature of the killer. The killer is ruthless, and he will not give up until he reaches his goal.

Sure enough, the time for those killers to hesitate only gathered again in an instant. Ling Hanluo did not have a weapon on his body, nor did he let go of the injured woman, and did not flee but rushed towards the killer. He saw the leader of this killer, and as long as he controlled the leader, these people would not be able to attack themselves.

Although the killers of Ying Tianmen were dressed in black, they never covered their faces, because everyone who had seen them had died. The leader has a height that no one else can match, and a pair of sharp eyes, like an eagle, which are used to seeing killing.

Seeing Ling Hanluo rushing over, the man didn't laugh angrily, he liked to knead people who thought they were smart, especially the man in white. He didn't dodge Ling Hanluo's palm, but he was shocked back a few steps by Ling Hanluo's palm, his eyes were full of anger.

Ling Hanluo didn't want to stay here for long, he quickly approached the leader, and grabbed his sword with two fingers. The sword in the leader's hand began to tremble, and Ling Hanluo snapped the sword with two fingers, and the broken blade quickly plunged into his chest.

Ling Hanluo didn't pause, and flew up. The leader blinked and looked down at the sword on his chest, as if he hadn't understood what had happened, and fell down with his eyes open.

When the black-clothed killer saw that the leader had been killed, he didn't dare to act lightly.

"Tell the master of the Heavenly Gate, I will take this woman away, if he wants to return it, let him pick it up in person." Ling Hanluo's figure flickered sensitively in the mountains and forests, and only this one sentence came from the air.

Ling Han fell into the martial arts sect as a decent disciple, and although he did not hate Tianmen, he did not like the style of his sect.

The master of Yingtianmen never showed his true face, because even his disciples didn't know what he looked like.

The woman in Ling Hanluo's arms had already passed out in the fight, he didn't know how to stop the bleeding, and he didn't care about her life, if she could survive, it would be her creation.

At this time, Zong Lan and the others had been looking for him for several hours. How could Zong Lan not worry if he didn't see Gongzi early in the morning, there were dangers along the way, and all kinds of traps were unexpected. And he has been guarding outside the door of Gongzi's room and has never seen Gongzi go out, which makes Zong Lan anxious. I don't know who the series of footsteps I heard last night were, and those people walked in a hurry on a rainy night, and they must not be good people.

The other two were a little depressed, they were awakened by Zong Lan's screams, and they blamed them for being too unalert, and they didn't even notice that Gongzi was missing. Now after looking for a few hours, there is no trace, if the son has three long and two short, even if they have ten lives, it is not enough to kill.

Among the four guards who protected Ling Hanluo with Zong Lan, Zong Lan was the oldest and steady, and the other three usually obeyed Zong Lan's orders and were protected by him like a younger brother, and their personalities were more radical and impulsive.

Hollyhock likes to wear black clothes and has an active personality, and he is sent to escort the little son's apprentice, Ling Yun Gongzi.

Zigui is a dull person, he doesn't like to talk, and tracking is his specialty. Now he didn't even feel the disappearance of the child's breath, and he blamed himself and thought it was his dereliction of duty.

Qu Shui is the youngest among them, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but his martial arts are above Hollyhock and Zigui.

"Keep looking, and be sure to find Childe before dark." Zong Lan solemnly instructed.