In the middle of summer afternoon, the wind is as hot as fire, and unlike the desolation of the valley, thirty miles away, there is indeed grass and shade, and the wide canopy of trees makes the summer enthusiasm diminished a little.

On the thick branches, the young man in black threw a purple silk silk on his face, covering his eyes, as if he was asleep.

With a slight sound, a white shadow fell again under the tree, and before he could speak, the man in black on the tree had already asked, "How is it, how many waves of people have come this time?" ”

"Lord Qiqi, there are two groups of people to find out, the Qin army is in Luoxia Mountain Villa, and there is a group of people and horses Purple-clothed commander has found some traces, but they have not been determined."

"Oh? Can you hide from the eyes and ears of the eldest sister, the energy of the third group of people is not small, did she say, suspicious object? The man was no longer lying down at this time, but with his hands on his strength, he stood up instantly, leaning against the trunk of the tree, and his expression was solemn.

It is really not easy to hide from the purple girl, you must know that she is one of the founders of the original quicksand, and she has no ability, how can she be trusted to take the lead.

"Back to the Commander's words, the purple-clothed Commander sent a message that it is very likely to be someone from the [Blood Prison], so let us be cautious." It was still a mechanical report, but there was a slight surprise in his ears.

"Someone who paid a huge price, please use [Blood Prison] to come forward to kill, you must know that Zhang Xu is the master of [Dark Night], and those ghosts in [Blood Prison] are not afraid of the revenge of [Dark Night]...... Nearly 20 years of water ingress without river water, are those guys poor and can't open the pot, or are their heads broken? ’

"Commander, what are we going to do next?" The man in white asked solemnly.

The young man in black didn't answer immediately, just hugged his shoulder, one leg straight, one leg slightly bent, his toes down, and his right hand lightly tapped on his left arm.

State of Qin. Luoxia Villa had already expected in advance, why did the Blood Prison come, take money to do things, and who could afford to invite them to fight against [Dark Night], this is simply incredible.

If you think about it, it's not a question of money anymore. It's that there are people behind them to support them to challenge for the second place.

"Summoning the message to the lord and reporting the situation here to 'home' as it is, our task remains the same as we do our best to ensure the safety of our 'distinguished guests', remember. It is at any cost. ”

"It's the Commander!"

Silently, the man in white disappeared again, but the man in black had no interest in continuing to nap, he was none other than the ink crow who had been following Yan Hong and had never appeared. This time, in order to ensure the safety of Shushan and Mingyue Villa, Yan Hong specially sent her out. It's not because there's no one around.

It's because in the entire rivers and lakes, there are really not many people who still remember the whole person of Moya. Back then, when the ink crow Bai Feng betrayed Ji Wuye, almost all the people in the rivers and lakes agreed that the ink crow died, and Bai Feng joined the quicksand.

Court? How could the court of the Seven Kingdoms care about the life or death of an assassin. For those people, what is the difference between an assassin and a tool.

Let the purple girl come out, it's the same reason, after 'that incident' back then. No one has ever seen the Purple Girl again, and such a pair of people and horses are secretly moving forward, even if they are being followed. Latecomers should also think about whether they are friends or foes.

Sometimes, hiding your identity can play an absolute role at a critical moment, and now, that's exactly what happened.

"No wonder Childe said that those guys in the Blood Prison are 'vampires' as long as they are willing to pay, they are not afraid of heaven and earth, since you want to play, I will play with you to the end, I hope that Shi Lan and Zhang Xu, the two girls with fine skin and tender flesh, will not break the skin, otherwise Childe will not spare me."

There was a weak complaint, and the ink crow used his toes to soar into the sky.

………………

within the valley. The atmosphere was still tense, even with an eerie hint of tranquility.

That's right, it's tranquility, because just after the sneak attack, the enemy didn't move, and the three-kilometer journey was already halfway there, but it was not easy for this horse team.

According to Yan Hong's meaning, a series of gold and silver customs such as dowry and dowry are directly transferred through the branch of Guò HSBC Commercial Bank, without the need for a family team to take over, so that the size of the team is reduced and the difficulty of escorting the team is reduced.

After all, no matter what the era, the dowry and dowry represent the face of both men and women.

"Young master, my subordinates have always felt strange, this is in the middle stage, why hasn't anyone shown up yet." Wulu approached Zhang Xu's side and looked around carefully, before asking in a low voice.

"Lubo, what kind of terrain is after leaving this valley?" Zhang Xu didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

This is indeed the center of the valley, the two factions, the whole team is already in the valley, if you don't do it now, the front team will go out in a while, which makes Zhang Xu feel incredible.

"Young Master Qiyu, there is a plain and low hills ahead, which is not suitable for ambushing a large group of people." Wulu looked at the map and said.

"No, I always felt as if we were missing something, what could it be......"

——恘——

Before the words fell, another high-pitched birdsong sounded, still a strong eagle, still galloping over everyone.

Yes!

Immediately after, there was still a scream, a life was gone, this is just a second person today, the same method, the same time, the same scene, just a second person gives people an illusion.

In the sky, it is not the cry of an eagle, but the cry of death, or it is the messenger of death, and its arrival represents the death of life.

Zhang Xu and Shi Lan took a closer look, and the same as the first person's injury, they were facing a knife that broke their trachea, and the back of their neck was still such a small red dot that was difficult to identify.

"Sister, as you said earlier, 'those people' left a hand." Shi Lan leaned on Zhang Xu's side, only half a head shorter than him, but the two beauties, one big and one small, were extremely eye-catching, but at this time, the radiant beauty on weekdays was gone, and the two women were full of sadness.

They all understand that if they don't suppress this kind of panic, they will be in big trouble.

But apart from catching the murderer, there is nothing else to do, the unknown cannot be eliminated with words, only the known things can be explained with words.

Especially in this era, there are very few literate and literate people, there is a saying that 'no culture, it's terrible' that is not for fun, even if the discipline of the uneducated army is good, without command is still a group of wooden lumps, uneducated people encounter things that they don't understand, they will be classified as gods and ghosts.

Gradually, the secret people seem to deliberately let this panic expand, killing one person in a hundred steps, killing one person in fifty steps, out of nowhere, there is no discipline at all, even the cold sweat on Zhang Xu's own forehead flows, such a killing method, he can only guess one person, [Moyu Qilin].

But now it is completely untenable. As for why, there is no need to explain it at all, Wei Zhuang is not right from Gai Nie, but he and Yanhong Zhang Liang are wearing a pair of pants, and according to reliable intelligence, Wei Zhuang is now wandering around Hangu Pass, and it is impossible to come here.

Horror and the unknown gradually enveloped this originally jubilant send-off procession, and no one knew who would die next, nor did anyone know where the murderer would come from. (To be continued......)