The night is as cool as water, the cold stars are dotted on the dim sky, the waning moon is like a hook, and the night breeze carries a burst of wet earthy smell. The chill in the wind makes it undeniable that it is late autumn.

There are paths in the woods, and the paths are winding, like a snake winding between the valley mounds.

In the forest path, there is a sound of wheels running over and the "rustle" sound of fallen leaves being trampled, in addition, everything seems relatively quiet, occasionally wolves howl and tiger roars, birds cry insects, but it is harmless, but it sets off the tranquility of the forest.

After only half a day in Ping'an Town, the escort team embarked on the journey again, Zhou Yi had already said what Bihongyao had said, and she always had to make her own choice for the rest of the way, so in the past few days, this still slightly immature Mingjiao saintess always had a trace of sadness that was not easy to understand, as if she had a big stone pressed on her heart, and she couldn't move it.

From Ping'an Town to Guangming Ding, it is not long, it is not short, it is only hundreds of miles away, and it is also an official road with a smooth road, if Zhou Yi and others urge Qinggong to run all the way, it will be possible to arrive in less than a day.

However, even if you think about it on your toes, you know that this path will definitely not work.

Because of Bihong Yao's identity at the moment and the infighting of the Da Ming Zun Sect, on the main roads leading to the Guangming Peak at this moment, the good hands from the Da Ming Zun Sect must have already been ambushed, waiting to wait for the rabbit at all times, and the strange and terrifying Western Rakshasa Sect has not even been revealed.

These two Western Regions sects are all powerful, even if they are only masters, they are dozens of times more numerous than Zhou Yi and others. If you want to break through all the way under the strict control of so many people, unless Zhou Yi can have Yan Shisan, Xie Xiaofeng's martial arts can be done.

I also know that this is simply impossible, Zhou Yigang got Xie Xiaofeng's guidance, and there was a great breakthrough in swordsmanship, but after all, the internal injuries have not healed, and the Jiuxiao True Scripture can still only use about fifty percent of its strength.

Therefore, it is necessary to play some clever tricks at this time, as long as the enemy's large army can be dispersed, and the enemy is forced to divide his troops to intercept it, the remaining enemy, Zhou Yi is still sure to divide and annihilate it.

The night is getting deeper.

But the escort team didn't mean to light the torches, in fact, on this moonlit and starry night, although everything was a little hazy, it was also very clear, so why did the fire light the road?

The reason why Zhou Yi didn't light the torch was because he didn't want to reveal his location, and perhaps, somewhere in the dark, there was a group of deadly enemies lurking????

It's a pity that no matter how careful they are, the road is not as smooth as it used to be. Even, this road is not only not as smooth as before, but may have several more insurmountable moats.

As soon as the escort team walked through a fork in the road, they heard a loud "boom" behind them, and then someone exclaimed.

Zhou Yi turned his head to look at it, but saw that the black horse sitting on Jochi, who had opened the way in front of him, had fallen into a dark dirt pit, and Jochi relied on his light skills, carrying a poisonous dragon spear, he suddenly jumped up from his horse and landed on a branch.

"Be careful, there are traps!" Jochi lowered his tone and said in a deep voice.

The firelight suddenly lit up, and the dark forest path suddenly seemed a little dazzling.

Bihong Yao was immediately stunned, he saw a person in the firelight, a person he didn't want to see in his life!

In the light of the fire, the man walked out slowly, like a great rock—a moving rock. Stand two feet in front of the people.

The man's deep turquoise eyes stared at Bihong Yao's voice, which looked a little oozing against the firelight.

After a long time, the man seemed to have made up his mind, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief and said.

"Your Highness, long time no see."

"If you are not careful, you will lose the whole game. Da Ming Sect Zun is still too early, but now he has no way out, once the saint returns to the Da Ming Zun Sect, the two sides will inevitably be a protracted war, no one can be alone, such a move is more than worth the loss compared to the original plan. But I'm very surprised, it stands to reason that the Western Rakshasa Sect should be more attentive than the Great Ming Zun Sect, why hasn't the Jade Rakshasa moved at all so far? ”

Seeing that he was wearing a blue cloak and a long robe, he was talking about the infighting in the Da Ming Zun Sect at the moment, and talked eloquently, which seemed to be a bit of a sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.

This gesture alone is enough to make people look high, not to mention the smile on this person's face full of evil charm, and it has a fatal attraction to women, enough to attract most women to throw themselves into his flames like moths to fire.

And at this moment, by his side and listening to his eloquent words, it is also a beautiful woman with a stunning face and a plump waist. Listening to the blue-robed young man finish speaking slowly, this beauty gently pursed her lips and threw out a beautiful smile that was breathtaking, showing twelve points of understanding, obviously she deeply understood what kind of response could make a man feel a kind of spiritual satisfaction the most.

"Since Brother Yan said so, if Brother Yan does it, he must be better than these people? What Western Jade Rakshasa and the Great Venerable with immeasurable wisdom are all wine bags and rice bags, where can they be compared to Brother Yan? ”

"Haha! Although Linglong's words are good, how can I, Yan Feilou, not understand how many catties and taels I have? If I really have the ability, the position of the young sect leader of the Ming Sect should not be that martial idiot. ”

The blue-shirted young man in front of him is the high-level of the Central Plains Ming Sect, the common descendant of the two immortals, and the bright left envoy known as the first beautiful man in the Western Regions - Yan Feilou.

?“ Nowadays, in this "Jianghu", those vulgar and ignorant people still think that the martial arts of the gang leader is the condition that determines the upper limit of a gang. Looking at the whole world, the clouds of Longmen, Xiao Qianjue of the Central Plains of Heluo, or Murong Chunqiu of Xiaoxiang Pavilion are all like this, it is ridiculous! ”

"That Yun Chongxiao is just a martial idiot, what martial arts does he pursue all day long, what does he know about the things in the gang? As for that Xiao Qian, he is just a ruffian hooligan style leading big brother, it's no problem to drink and eat meat together, if there is any strategy, it will make people laugh and lose their big teeth, so they will be suppressed by Murong Chunqiu and can't turn over! ”

"If Mingjiao and Longmen can be in my hands, at most a year's effort, at least twice as strong as now, then what kind of bullshit plan is needed to sit in the northwest and watch the victory or defeat of the Central Plains?"

Yan Feilou smiled and spoke, but his face became more and more hideous.

The beauty 'Linglong' on the side just smiled silently. At such times, a woman like her always knows how to make a man more pleasant, and that is to give him a chance to show off his wisdom. Therefore, Linglong didn't bother to think about these complicated questions, just smiled and asked in a voice like a silver bell.

"In that case, why don't Brother Yan get rid of Yun Chongxiao until that time" (To be continued.) )