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The mountains are black, the rocks are black, and even the flowers and plants that grow in the cracks in the rocks are also black, so black that they are cold, so black that they are so black that they do not have the slightest "live" atmosphere.

This mountain is not too high, but the clouds are dense all day long, and it is so evil that it makes people have goosebumps in their hearts. The mountains are full of black and iron-colored giant pines, it should be pine trees, right? Except for the color, they are indistinguishable from the green pines on the outside. But every pine tree is so huge, the shortest one is six or seven feet high, and the pine branches are long, stretching and coiling, and there is no vigorous and powerful beauty of green pines, but only the hideous spirit of snakes dancing wildly.

The sky here is forever gloomy and heavy, and the clouds are low and thick, thick like clumps of black ink, and like clumps of clumps pressing on people's hearts. Even though it's the height of summer, the sun is blazing.

A puddle of blood spurted up a black rock, and then it was blown to the ground by the wind, and the vomiter was a short, thin but sturdy man, but at this time he staggered crookedly as if he had drunk too much wine, and hit two spins on the rock, and fell down heavily.

His Heavenly Spirit Cover was already crumbled, and the sticky white brain pulp mixed with the bright red blood, like a rotten red persimmon.

With a "whew", another figure was thrown up in the air, with its head and feet behind, it seemed to be an angry arrow shot from the full moon bow, which crashed into another mountain rock, and was bounced back by the force of the shock, and then hit the black rock below, and the crisp sound of bones shattering came far away. The blood smeared a red blood stain on the surface of the indifferent mountain rock, and then the red quickly turned purple and red with blood spots, because every qiē on the mountain was black.

The wind howled sharply, and the branches of the giant pines on the top of the mountain danced more fiercely and fiercely, but the atmosphere around the black stone mountain was so silent, deadly silent.

Beyond the hideous rocks in front of them, seven middle-aged men in black robes with grim vulture faces stood in a semicircle, and the light in the six pairs of half-eyes flashed like lightning, but they converged into a focal point, like wild beasts facing their obtains.

―A burly man in a gray linen robe.

The man stood in the center of the semicircle, his gray sackcloth with a bronzed chest, and his eyes full of contempt and disdain for his opponent.

Behind the big man, stood a man in a pale yellow robe. This is a man with a completely different image. The nose is straight and straight, the lips are moderately thick, the red is delicate, the yellow tone of his clothes is so serene, so quiet, the goose yellow color faintly reveals a kind of luxury and elegance belonging to the family, lined with the white and delicate skin, the intentional or unintentional disdain, full of the son of an official eunuch and wealthy family.

The nine of them stared at each other silently, for a moment, without any movement, as if the two people who had just died had nothing to do with them, as if it were a distant event in another distant place.

Slowly, a man in black standing on the far left began to move slightly, the handsome man in the yellow shirt smiled elegantly, his slender hands folded in front of his chest, and he stood under his feet. The man in black seemed to have scruples, his rough face was tense, and beads of sweat were on the tip of his nose.

The other man in black on the right angrily opened his left eye, which was only one left, and let out a heavy "hum", so the man in black on the left gritted his teeth violently, like a touch of lightning, and pounced, and his palm shadow was like a blade in the sky, and he suddenly attacked the yellow-shirted man!

With his movements, the other six black-clothed people swept in at the same time, and in an instant, the sharp wind was stirring, the palm was like a tide, and the black figure swayed like a long dance in the sky.

In the blink of an eyelid, a figure seemed to have lost the weight of his body, and a stone was thrown up suddenly, like the two companions who had ascended to Bliss first, and was thrown without a struggle between the jagged rocks.

The muffled sound of "poof" and the piercing sound came, and in front of him, the original confrontation situation had been restored, the big man and the yellow-shirted man were in the middle, and the black-clothed man formed a semicircle, but now there were only six people left.

There was not the slightest expression on the young and handsome face of the yellow-shirted guest, faint, very calm. It was as calm as a deep pool of water, and his demeanor seemed to cause him panic if the whole world was destroyed in front of his eyes.

Dahan is like a general, and his whole body continues to exude fierce fighting spirit.

Both sides have been silent, and it is clear that they both know each other's identities inside and out, and there is no need to talk nonsense again. Suddenly, the figure flickered and swam, and as a result, another body was violently shaken, and in an instant, the situation returned to its original form, and naturally, the man in black had been reduced to five people.

The leader of these black-clothed men is the middle-aged man who is missing an eye, his face is thin and exposed, his eyebrows are sparse, and the two tiger teeth in his mouth appear when he is ruthless, but there is a kind of werewolf bloodlust in such an environment. At this time, he opened his only eye, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his remaining four companions were also full of tense muscles and sweat on their foreheads, and their expressions showed considerable anxiety and uneasiness.

One-eyed swept over his companions, and now, if it was the way he did, it should be the penultimate man in black with a large beard, but ......

Now the big man was biting his lip, his thick Adam's apple was shaking up and down, and there was an indescribable fear and panic in his eyes. Yes, when a person knows that his life is about to be ruined in front of him, whether his life is good or the worst, he will be reluctant to give up.

In a word, no one wants to die.

In another word, sacrifice is not about wanting to die.

The yellow-shirted man looked at him quietly, hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile, the one-eyed man took a deep breath, and the light of his pupils instantly became cold and vicious like a hundred-step snake, and this gaze was coldly cast on the arrogant man!

But the gaze can't kill people, and the yellow-shirted man and the high-spirited man in front of him have long been accustomed to this kind of gaze.

The big man suddenly roared, and his body turned violently three times and nine folds, violently and actively pounced. The yellow-shirted man pursed his lips and smiled, as fast as a thunderbolt that slashed, and when the other four black-clothed men had not yet reached the position where they could reach it, in a fluttering applause, his hands were as vertical as blades, so that people could not catch them in a flash. The beard in front of him had already screamed miserably, and like his dead companion before, his bones burst out.

In that single split, the yellow-shirted man had already received sixteen palms on his cheeks.

The four remaining black-clothed men could no longer form a semi-circular encirclement formation, they stood side by side in a row, sweat had soaked their black shirts, and the slight gasping against their horror and despair, life and death were almost clear.

The yellow-shirted man elegantly flicked his sleeves, and the goose-yellow silk Confucian robe flashed with a faint soft brilliance, he looked up at the heavy clouds in the air, and sighed softly, that look, as if watching the strange scenery in the mountains, with indescribable elegance in the quiet, very peaceful.

So-

Just as he sighed softly, the light and shadow flashed, and another black shadow flew over, and the other three figures also attacked from three different directions at the three angles where he might move!

However, he did not move, did not move in the slightest, because there was still a big man in front of him. A pair of fists struck out like a wide opening and closing, and instantly surged with energy to envelop every inch of space around it. The yellow-shirted man just couldn't see his palms clearly, the swaying posture was so wonderful, so weird, but so spicy, when the volley figure was knocked out at the same time, the applause of the yellow-shirted man suddenly hit one of them!

The two figures suddenly slapped each other's palms, one of them came out with a light body in the slightest difference, and the other man in black who did not have this kind of light skill was not so lucky, when he realized that the situation was not good, the right palm of the yellow-shirted man had already grazed his neck like a sharp blade.

So gently and quietly, it brought up his beautiful head.

The action unfolded in a moment, and ended in a moment, and the yellow-shirted guest fell back behind the big man in a beautiful circle, and his temperament was already so noble.

At present, alone, the remaining two men in black stayed there like two wooden chickens, and the expressions in the three eyes were as dim as the little pitiful halo left after the sun had set, but this halo contained horror and fear. The man in black who took the task didn't expect that two inconspicuous little prey would have such a powerful lethality.

The yellow-shirted man looked at the two people in front of him indifferently, there was no smugness on his face, nor was he happy, that kind of look could only be said to be deserved.

The two men in black glanced at each other, the ferocity of the one-eyed man had completely disappeared, and his other companion was a fat and very tall man in the prime of life, this big fat pig-like man in black had a face full of meat, and there was a black mole the size of a thumb under his chin, and a tuft of mole hair on the black mole was the object that the man in black used to love, but now he was shaking gently. But there was no hint of flinching on his face, it was all now, what else was there to say.

The big man and the yellow-shirted guest have never said a word, and now, they still haven't spit out a word. The attitude of the two of them was all expressed with their eyes, and the kind of thorough hatred was clearly expressed.

Almost imperceptibly, slowly-

The two men in black quietly retreated, and this retreat was said to be the retreat of the two men in black after being frightened, or it was the knee-jerk reaction of the two of them in shock, or even, with their strong habits in the past, even they themselves might not know that they were now cowering.

The yellow-shirted man turned his face half sideways, silently staring at the black giant pine not far behind him, the branches of the pine tree were coiled and flying, setting off the sound of waves in the cold mountain wind, the clouds in the sky were rolling, converging, and the surrounding luminosity was obscure.

Sighing slightly, the yellow-shirted guest's voice sounded so far away as if it came from Jiuyou: "We just hid in Heishui Mountain, and that master is not willing to let go?" ”

The eyes of the two men in black shrank, and the words of the yellow-shirted man reminded them of the terrible consequences of their fears. They glanced at each other, and their eyes were so bitter.

The yellow-shirted man turned around and looked at the ups and downs outside the mountain with a faint gaze, as if he thought of his past......

From the original family background to the present, it is really a big gap.

The one-eyed man's throat twitched, he puffed out a full breath, but his voice was hoarse and low: "Lord Yongxin, this blame is only on you for being too presumptuous, but you were not ruthless enough at the beginning......"

"Xing Mao, do you really want to accompany this daughter of a prisoner to wander the world, never return to the Northern Han Dynasty, and never return to the battlefield outside the Saiwai?"

"Could it be that what you said about avenging Li Shuai was?"

The fat man in black suddenly stomped his feet and yelled in his chest: "One-eyed, what are you waiting for? Behind us is the Imperial Mansion and the Imperial Court, are you still afraid that we will die and no one will take revenge? ”

The yellow-shirted man picked up coldly again: "There will be, if you are lucky, you will wait for the latecomers on the Huangquan Road." ”

The one-eyed man's one-eyed light suddenly burst into a fierce light, and his breath became rapid in an instant, and the organization behind him was so powerful that he had to 'move forward'. The power of the whole body was mobilized.

The final blow is about to begin.

The yellow-shirted man indifferently raised his sword eyebrows, and suddenly swept in - this was him, no, the first time she had taken the initiative to attack since the beginning!

The pale yellow shadow was like a streamer, and the one-eyed and fat man in black began to realize that it had arrived in front of him, and the two of them hurriedly jumped left and right, and the four palms slashed diagonally, but it was like hitting an illusory shadow, and before he could close the momentum and change his moves, the fat man in black had already snorted, and the servant with a mouth full of blood fell out of nine steps!

The beating of one-eyed people's hearts condensed at the same time as this loud cry was issued, and he didn't have time to look sideways, his palms quickly pressed to the ground, and his feet were thrown up like two stray hammers, but it was unfortunate that he was a big man, that is, Xingmao. This well-known Zhonglang general in the Han army in Li Huizu's era was already striding forward, hitting one-eyed's feet with both fists, and then grabbed it with his big hands, and his hands had already clasped one-eyed's trembling feet, and he threw out violently with hatred like he was about to throw a stone.

Xing Mao hated the current Northern Han court. When he struggled to escape from the defeat of Baiping Mountain, he was dismissed by the military department and joined the Li family, he did not have half a point of resentment towards the imperial court. Because Li Huizu's defeat in the battle of Baipingshan was so miserable, the imperial court only removed Li Huizu's honor and symbolic punishment for the Li family after that, and made Xing Mao full of gratitude to the imperial court.

At that time, Xingmao believed that the Li family could rise again, and with Li Huizu's energy in the court and his relationship in the army, even if the latter was now very bad, it was only a matter of time before the Li family could rise again. This belief is that when the Li family lost the best of their three generations during the Beiping Change, Xing Mao never wavered.

But when the attitude in the palace changed, and when the Li family was completely expelled and cleaned up in the court and the army, Xingmao could not help but turn black.

How loyal he was to the Li family, how much he resented the court of the current Northern Han Dynasty.

The blackened Xingmao did not act rashly, but lurked in the city of Beiping for a year. Then he did a big thing, attacking and killing the head of the Yun family on the street, Hou Yunhan of Anping.

Of course, it didn't work out. But Xing Mao escaped from the scene with his strong strength, and strangely met his current wife and companion, the daughter of the former prince's side concubine Huang, and now the lord of Yongxin of the Northern Han Dynasty.

And the de facto county lord of Yongxin is not dead, she is still alive and well. At the beginning, together with Xing Mao, they escaped from Beiping City.

Huang, the crown princess and concubine Huang, who is also the daughter of Xungui, died a little hastily at the beginning, and although the handsome lord of Yongxin is known as the first beauty of the royal family in secret, her situation is not good. When the prince was there, she still missed the relationship between father and daughter, and after the prince didn't have it, how trembling she was when Yunqin's subordinates begged for a living.

In the first year of Yuanwu, the nineteen-year-old lord of Yongxin was married by the king of Tang to the fifth son of the king of Zhongshan. Han and Zhongshan were in harmony, and the Tang king's camp performed a 'family' at that critical moment.

But the county lord of Yongxin, who looks weak on the surface, but secretly practices martial arts, thinks of escaping marriage and longs for 'freedom', just like the bloody plot in a romance novel.

God may also pity this lonely woman, and sent Xingmao to her at this time, and then ...... There is no need to say a qiē.

However, from leaving the north corner in disguise, to entering the Central Plains and still hiding incognito, and finally escaping into Heishui Mountain where their whereabouts were exposed, and now, it is really not easy for them.

One-Eye struggled and fluttered in the air, desperately trying to get out of this powerful force that would kill him, but he couldn't. Just as his limbs were stretching, his entire back slammed into a hard black mountain rock, instantly breaking into three sections, and the force of the shock then ejected him seven feet in the opposite direction!

"We can't even stay here, do we want to continue to go south and out of the northern frontier?"

The enemies were all dead, and the county lord of Yongxin was no longer arrogant and tight just now, and walked to Xing Mao, who had not yet calmed down with a murderous aura, and grabbed her husband's arm.

"It's just running to the ends of the earth, unless you stay incognito for the rest of your life, how can you get out of the pursuit of the court?

Besides, really far away from the Northern Han, are you willing?

I can't see the Yun family and the little bastard in the palace having a better time. "Xing Mao revealed his intentions, and he was still unwilling to give up 'revenge'.

Of course, the revenge in Xing Mao's heart is not only aimed at Ji Yun and the Yun family, but also against Hu Qi.

"Then go to Hedong. Wuliang Dao, Li Xian, Li Yan and others, aren't they all living well under Zhu Biao? Our kung fu is not bad, and the court is incompatible, you have a few sides with him, Zhu Biao has no reason not to accept us. ”

Yongxin knows her husband's heart very well. She has no opinion, and she also appreciates Yu Xingmao's loyalty and persistence. You must know that when the two were promoted from a partnership to a husband and wife relationship, Xing Mao's character accounted for a lot of points...... (To be continued)