At night, the sound of killing was everywhere.

It's a dead life!

Totong Lord has been attacked!

They were obviously about to retreat beyond the foothills of Taihang Mountain, but they were still targeted by the elusive mountain ghosts.

This sudden misfortune proves two truths.

One, mountain ghosts kill people without morality, no matter where you are, no matter whether you are an enemy of him or not.

As long as you are from the Northern Dynasty, as long as you are seen, you will die.

Second, don't walk at night.

The possibility of encountering ghosts on the night road is too great.

No, Lord Tutong hurried all night, trying to leave this evil place shrouded in the shadow of mountain ghosts, but when he rushed out of the mountain pass, he was still ambushed.

Two horses fell into a newly dug ditch and broke their legs.

The guy with the torch was shot under the horse with an arrow, and the moment darkness fell, everyone knew that the mountain ghost was coming!

The cold autumn wind kept blowing in the dark night, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

No one dared to light a torch, because the mountain ghosts still had helpers!

The guy who was hiding on the side was shooting arrows at the torches, and although his bowery skills were terrible, he was shot into the body by the arrows, and in this case, it was no different from dying.

The evil god slashed and slaughtered in the back, screaming and roaring endlessly.

A group of ten people was cut down by two in one photo, and this scene made the hearts of all the adults who had seen the world cold.

In the complex terrain of the mountains, the destructive power of a deadly killer who knows the terrain well and lays traps is infinitely high.

This is not a confrontation between the two armies.

In the current situation of blind lights and blindness, the threat of a person in the martial arts is much greater than that of an army.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Lord Tsuto, with his sword and the reins of his horse, shouted loudly into the darkness of the night:

"Don't fight him! Get out and get out! Formation! ”

This is the right command.

When facing an assassin like the mountain ghost, forming a battle formation and fighting each other is the best way to deal with it, but the problem is that the right orders cannot be carried out.

The team of black-clothed guards has been frightened by mountain ghosts in the past half a month.

People in the feudal era were superstitious, and under repeated setbacks, they inevitably had some theories about ghosts and gods, and some subordinates who believed in the witchcraft religion swore that they had collided with Taihang ghosts and gods.

That mountain ghost is not human at all!

It's impossible for a human being to deal with such a ghost.

This man's heart was scattered, and he was suddenly attacked in the dark of night, and the black-clothed guards were always well-trained, and they couldn't help but fall behind.

"My lord, let's go! I can't stay here! ”

The guards beside Lord Totong gritted their teeth, pulled the reins of their horses, and rushed forward to protect Lord Totong.

There is no moon tonight, only dim starlight, and there is no fire on this mountain road, and the shadows and shadows can't see the road ahead at all.

After running a few feet, they saw a man jump out of the side of the road, his body spun around, and the sound of a sharp weapon breaking the wind hit him head-on.

"Bell"

The Lord of the Metropolitan was sturdy and used the Yanling knife to pull away the attacking axe, but his guards were so lucky.

The poor man was hit in the center of his eyebrows by this life-seeking axe, and in the sound of tooth-aching bone cracking, he didn't snort, and turned over and fell off the horse.

"Shameless thief!"

Although Lord Totong couldn't see the attacker's face clearly, the figure was unusually familiar.

Isn't that the young man of a man and a woman who was hunted down by them half a month ago?

I didn't expect him to be alive, and he actually hooked up with the mountain ghosts!

Angry in his heart, Lord Dutong grabbed the reins of his horse, waved his sword, and rushed towards the shameless thief.

But Shen Qiu didn't dwell on it as soon as he hit it, he turned around and jumped back into the grass on the side of the road, and his ridiculous voice came from afar at night.

"Lord Totong, have you forgotten something?"

"Huh?"

When Du Tong heard this, he grabbed the reins of the horse, and there was a sound of autumn wind behind his head, which made his cold hair stand on end.

Not good!

Hit the trick!

The thieves are just bait to keep them from getting out of this place, and the real killer is...

Mountain ghosts!

That guy, right behind him.

"Smack"

Lord Dutong couldn't care about the decency anymore, turned over and rolled off the warhorse, Gongsun Yu's sword seemed to miss, and then deflected at the end, piercing into the heart of the other person.

Splashed with blood, the mountain ghost's toes tapped on the saddle and struck the stumbling foe like a ghost.

Totong is also a person who knows martial arts.

Although it is not as good as Chabao, it has also been on the battlefield, and it is not a crop style.

He held the Yanling knife against his front and danced wildly, barely avoiding the attack of the mountain ghost, but between the deflection of the black sword, another bloody mark was cut on his leg.

He staggered back, calling for help.

Seeing that the mountain ghost was entangled by his subordinates rushing behind him, he rushed into the forest by the roadside with his knife.

But before he could take a few steps, the shameless thief jumped out from behind the tree.

Shen Qiu brandished two hand axes and shouted at Lord Dutong.

"Bell"

The goose knife and the hand axe collided together, and a few sparks were sparked.

Lord Dutong gritted his teeth, raised his wrist, and the sound of the machine spring sounded, and the small black arrow stabbed forward, but Shen Qiu raised the axe, protected the front door, and blocked it.

What his subordinates have, how can the Lord of the Metropolitan not have it?

Shen Qiu had already guarded against this move.

After two days of killing, Shen Qiu's Black Wind Axe Eighteen Styles became more and more proficient, and he had a bloody killing aura, which added a bit of courage to this 16-year-old young man.

He also knew that he might not be the opponent of Lord Totong.

But he didn't need to defeat the capital.

He only needs to pester him, and someone will come to deal with this thief of the Northern Dynasty.

Shen Qiu sank down, only defended and did not attack, relying on the sensitivity cultivated by "falling in love and killing each other" hundreds of times with Cha Bao, he constantly dodged the increasingly anxious knife technique of Lord Dutong.

"He's coming!"

Shen Qiu blocked the knife with a double axe, and in the dark night, he grinned at the masked Lord Dutong, and said:

"Right behind you."

"Ahh

Lord Dutong forced Shen Qiu away with a knife and turned back to defend, but where was there anyone behind him?

Scammed!

"Wow"

The whistling sound of a scalp-tinging axe came from behind him, and Lord Totong turned around and desperately blocked, picking one axe into the air, but was hit in the left leg by the other.

He let out a wail and fell to his knees.

In front of him, Shen Qiu descended the mountain like a fierce tiger, rushed to the front of Du Tong, rolled around, and grabbed the hand axe from the ground.

"Poof"

The powerful axe slashed at Du Tong's left hand holding the knife, cutting off his entire wrist, and another axe smashed into Du Tong's shoulder, destroying one of his hands.

Shen Qiu dropped the hand axe, moved his wrist, grabbed Dutong's hair with one hand, and slammed down with a punch, his fist did not leave the tip of his eyes and nose, and the mouth and nose of the Dutong were spurted blood.

Under such a serious injury, even if Du Tong had any protective energy, he would have been dispersed a long time ago.

He might as well be Chabao.

Shen Qiu already knew this when he was engaged.

"Smack"

Shen Qiu's fists were stained with blood, and all those who were punched fell to the ground.

He bent down, tossed Toto's shattered mask aside, gasped for air, grabbed his blood-stained hair and lifted him up.

He looked at the emaciated and gloomy face in front of him, and with his other hand pulled out Qingqing's dagger from his waist.

He said to the Lord:

"I still remember, you said that you were going to sell Qingqing to Yangzhou to be a thin horse... It's really majestic, so evil, so big, it's a big official, Lord Dutong. ”

"Phew!"

Du Tong saw the hatred in Shen Qiu's eyes.

He knew that he would not survive today, and his limbs would be broken at this time, and he would not be able to fight to the death.

He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, which was spit on Shen Qiu's clothes, and he scolded:

"With the help of the mountain ghosts, I'll come to play prestige for your grandfather! Shameless thief, if you want to kill, you will kill, why bother talking! ”

"Yo."

Shen Qiu didn't care, he wasn't interested in fighting with a dying man.

He stabbed the dagger into Du Tong's abdomen with his backhand, and slashed it again, and in the trembling of the man in front of him, he said coldly:

"What about leaving this for me to be a good man?"

"When you threatened a girl that day, why didn't you see you being so tough? You frightened her, and you know, my sister is still awakened by nightmares when she sleeps. ”

Du Tong wanted to say something, but Shen Qiu pulled out his dagger and stabbed it again.

Blood gushed out, and even though the black-clothed guard was determined to die, he let out a muffled snort.

"I love my sister very much."

Shen Qiu grabbed Du Tong's hair, he looked at those eyes, and he said:

"I'll avenge her revenge!"

"Do you know what's the best part? You and I will have a long time in the future, my lord, what you did to my two brothers and sisters and my master, we will slowly calculate it in the future! ”

"I... One last question. ”

Lord Dutong watched Shen Qiu stab him with a dagger in his hand, and with his face covered in blood, he gritted his teeth and asked:

"What is your relationship with the Southern Dynasty Tiance Army?"

"Huh?"

Shen Qiu's dagger stopped in mid-air, he looked at Du Tong, and said:

"What Tiance Army? I do not know! ”

"What garlic!"

The black-clothed adult coughed with difficulty, and he said:

"Your hand axe method is clearly the secret formation breaking axe of the Tiance Army, grandpa and I also fought with them in Dasanguan back then, that is the last batch of men in your Southern Dynasty who still have a kind."

"You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me!"

"My set of axes, called the Black Wind Axe Eighteen Style, was handed down by my master, and it has nothing to do with the Tiance Army, don't guess."

Shen Qiu said:

"I'm not going to lie to a dying man."

"What's your master's name?"

Lord Totong gritted his teeth and asked:

"But the old man with the double axe who was deceived and killed by Cha Bao that day?"

"His name is Lu Buru, the person who killed you is his disciple Shen Qiu! You have to remember it on the Huangquan Road! ”

Lord Dutong mentioned that Lu was uninhibited, and Shen Qiu lost interest in speaking.

He plunged the dagger into the heart of the Lord, took a step back, and watched as the Commander fell to the ground.

The latter felt that life was passing quickly, and he even had hallucinations in front of his eyes.

"The road is uninhibited... Tiance is uninhibited... I actually thought that on you two thieves, the relics of the Raushzi Immortal Family were the most valuable. ”

"It's stupid."

Blood spurted from the mouth of the Metropolitan Lord, and he muttered to himself:

"You... is the most valuable. Rising to the top, that's... That's what I missed. Unwilling, really... Unwilling. ”

Shen Qiu ignored Lord Dutong's last whisper.

He picked up his axe and grabbed the Lord's Yanling knife from the ground.

He saw clearly just now that this knife and the mountain ghost's Chengying Sword had been fought against each other, but it was not broken.

This must be the best blade.

It's a pity that there are a few more gaps the size of rice grains on the blade, but it doesn't matter, find a whetstone to sharpen it, and it can still be used.

The worst is that in the future, he and Qingqing will go out of Taihang Mountain and sell it to a pawnshop, and they can also exchange it for a few dollars to spend.

"It's not easy, it's an explosion of equipment."

Shen Qiu inserted the knife into the scabbard, put it behind his back, and searched the Lord Dutong all over his body, finding a few silver tickets, and the mountain ghost had already finished handling the chores over there.

He had already disposed of those black-clothed guards, but he didn't bother Shen Qiu to "avenge" his master.

In the eyes of the people of this world, Shen Qiu's revenge is a matter of course.

After all, in this era, it is important to be a teacher for one day and a father for life.

But Shen Qiu's harvest is more than this good knife.

In Jianyu, in addition to the haunting Cha Bao, there should be a lot of phantoms that can be challenged permanently.

Lord Dutong is weaker than Cha Bao, but the number of kung fu paths is not the same, which can give Shen Qiu more experience in dealing with people who use knives.

Finally, Shen Qiu finally had a matter on his mind.

avenged the cheap master Lu Buru.

"Gone."

Shen Qiu waved his hand at the mountain ghost not far away, he was quite excited, as if he had entered the time of a sage.

He suddenly missed Qingqing's girl, he was also very tired now, and he needed to rest after the fierce battle.

He said to Gongsun Yu:

"It's time to go home, Qingqing is probably in a hurry."

"Wait."

The mountain ghost called out to him.

Shen Qiu looked back at the mountain ghost, revealing a puzzled look, he felt that the latter seemed to be a little hesitant, as if he had something to say to him.

"I'm not going to send you to Suzhou."

The mountain ghost said in a hoarse voice:

"Now that all the thieves of the Northern Dynasty have been cleared, you can leave safely."

"That's it."

Shen Qiu didn't care.

He waved his hand and said:

"It's okay, I'm half a martial arts practitioner now, I can escort Qingqing back, if you don't want to go out of the mountain, just stay here, and when we settle down in the future, we will find time to come and see you."

"Nope."

The mountain ghost shook his head.

He sighed and said:

"You've always been curious about my background, it's not that I don't want to say it, it's just... Never mind. ”

The mountain ghost turned his back and said:

"I was born at the foot of Taihang Mountain, and if you walk five miles from this mountain pass, you can see a village with no one and many tombs."

The mountain ghost pointed to the mountain pass not far away, and he said to Shen Qiu:

"Eighteen years ago, when I was 6 years old, the Northern and Southern Dynasties fought near Taihang Mountain, and the Northern Dynasties plundered villages and towns as a people's strength to attack the Southern Dynasties' army."

"The entire foothills of Taihang Mountain were disturbed by them."

Shen Qiu listened patiently.

He could probably guess the story of the mountain ghost, but he didn't interrupt him.

"My parents, my elders, and even the whole village were hunted down, caught, tied with ropes like wild animals, and sent to the army."

"My sister and I, my parents let us hide in a cellar outside the village, and we watched them being taken away, and that was the last time I saw my parents."

The mountain ghost's voice was calm.

It's so calm that it's not like you're telling your own story at all.

He said to Shen Qiu:

"I fled to the mountains with my sister, and was helped by the mountain people to survive, and when the battle was over a few months later, we went back to see, but no one came back, and none of the people who were taken away came back."

"That's... What about your sister? ”

Shen Qiu asked:

"She, is she okay?"

"Dead."

The mountain ghost's tone finally fluctuated a little, and he clenched the sword in his hand in the darkness, and he said:

"After the Great War, there was another plague, and my sister contracted the plague, and I wanted to save her, but... But I'm not as smart as you, and I'm not as lucky as you, and in the end, I still didn't..."

Gongsun Yu looked back at Shen Qiu, his eyes were full of dead silence, there was no brilliance that a living person should have, but instead there was a touch of calm that only a dead person had.

"Before my sister died, let me live well, go outside the mountains, and live in the city."

He said:

"Shen Qiu, you are a smart person, I have never met too many people in my life, and I have never seen anyone smarter than you."

"You tell me, should I go?"

"They are sleeping in this mountain, my sister, my family are here, you say, can I leave them behind?"

Shen Qiu was silent.

He could understand why the mountain ghost had said this to him all of a sudden.

The mountain ghost is explaining.

Explain to him why you can't escort him and Qingqing to Suzhou.

The mountain ghost is afraid.

He was afraid that Shen Qiu and Qingqing would blame him for this.

Call him unreasonable.

Say he...

Not friends.

"There are ghosts in this mountain, Shen Qiu."

Gongsun Yu put the black sword behind his back, he turned around and said to Shen Qiu in a hoarse voice:

"I'm walking with the mountain ghosts... They're right there for me. ”

"I'm one of them, what they can't do, what they want to do, I, a ghost who survived by luck, want to help them finish it!"

"So, I'm sorry, the way to Suzhou can only be done by yourself."

"Gongsun Yu!"

After the mountain ghost took a few steps, Shen Qiu suddenly shouted:

"I don't blame you, Qingqing won't blame you, you have a great kindness to us, but... There is a little mountain ghost, and her wish before she dies is to hope that you will live well. ”

"You, do you want to let her down?"