The sun is shining brightly, and the sky is cloudless.

The valley is full of charming floral scents, and I don't know what flowers come from, or if they are a mixture of flowers. It is now summer, and the valley is full of greenery, and you can often see some small animals running around, one moment you see a rabbit, and the next you see a fox. The valley is full of the breath of life, and one can't help but marvel at the wonder of nature.

Today is really a good weather, and in this kind of weather, it is the most suitable for a trip.

Zhao Zheng and these people are here to collect medicine, not to travel, but they are also stained with the light of this good weather, bathed in the lazy sunshine, and the mood of collecting medicine will also improve.

Under Yu Ling'er's insistent refusal, she didn't bring too many people on this trip, only Yu Ling'er, Zhao Zheng and a few sword slaves.

At this time, the three of them were walking in the valley with small baskets on their backs, looking for traces of the misty grass as they went, not only with their eyes, but also catching the smell of the misty grass. Yu Ling'er and Zhao Zheng were looking very seriously, but the sword slave did not look for it seriously, but was casually admiring the scenery in the valley. He came here mainly to protect Zhao Zheng, and the other was to go down the mountain, even if he didn't help him, no one could find fault with him.

Everyone marched forward, and when they reached the halfway point, Yu Ling'er suddenly jumped in one direction, jumped to the mountain wall three zhang away, and grabbed it with her hand, picking a medicinal herb that grew in the crack of the stone. She spun around in mid-air and landed back on the ground.

Yu Ling'er pinched the herb with her hand and showed it to Zhao Zheng, who was traveling with her, that the herb was violet-colored, with thin stems, lush leaves, and roots similar to potatoes, round and covered with soil.

Zhao Zheng fixed his eyes and found that this was the target of their trip, and said with a smile: "It seems that we are lucky today, we found a misty grass not long after entering the valley." ”

Yu Ling'er nodded, didn't say anything, and directly threw the misty grass into the small basket, and then continued to move forward.

Everyone walked and stopped, and occasionally made a catch, and found a number of mirinous grasses, in addition to this herb, they also picked some other kinds of herbs, and the harvest was very rich.

The Mixiang Valley is composed of a number of mountain peaks intertwined, the terrain is complex, Zhao Zheng deliberately led everyone to the peak where Pixiu is located, intending to explore the virtual reality, after all, this is his main purpose. If he could find some Pixiu footprints, he could be sure that Pixiu was here.

But as the group walked, a figure suddenly flashed out of the rocks in front of them, and it was in front of them. With the cultivation of Yu Ling'er and these people, they didn't find this person in advance, which shows that this person's cultivation is very high.

The man was tall and slender, dressed in a pale green shirt, and walked lightly and silently. On the surface, he is a middle-aged man in his thirties, with kind eyebrows, low eyebrows, and a pair of eyes slightly squinted, as if smiling rather than smiling. His hair was long, tied back with a headband, and the black waterfall of hair was gently swept by the mountain wind. He held a total of two things in his hands, a bamboo basket containing some medicinal herbs in his left hand, and a Tang knife in his right hand, which he casually carried on his shoulder.

When Yu Ling'er saw this person, she was taken aback, her brows furrowed slightly, she stopped, and subconsciously moved her hand to the sword worn on her waist, ready to draw the sword at any time.

Zhao Zheng's reaction was a little slower, and then he looked at the person opposite, and after seeing this person's face clearly, he gasped, and his surprise was even worse than that of Yu Ling'er. The reason why he was surprised was because he recognized the identity of this person, and the person opposite turned out to be a top master of the Three Swords Sect!

There are three famous swordsmen in the Taishan faction, collectively known as the Three Swordsmen of Taishan, and there are also four particularly famous swordsmen in the Three Swords Sect, collectively known as the Three Swords and Four Loves.

There are four people in these three knives and four loves, which are desperate, tender, lustful and forgetful, and the smiling man in front of him is one of the tender swordsmen of the four feelings!

This person's name is Wen Yuhou, and he has reached the realm of the Nine Heavens, and he has steadily suppressed Yu Ling'er and the others, so Yu Ling'er and Zhao Zheng were so surprised after seeing this person.

"I really didn't expect to meet you here, it's a coincidence, should I say I'm lucky, or should I say you're unlucky?" Wen Yuhou glanced at Zhao Zheng and the three of them with a smile on his face, and waved his hand. Judging by his attitude, it was as if he was greeting a friend, not at all like a meeting between enemies.

Yu Ling'er's strength was the strongest among the three, and she replied stubbornly: "Wen Yuhou, what are you doing here?" ”

"As you can see, I'm collecting medicine." Wen Yuhou smiled and raised the bamboo basket in his left hand and shook it three times.

"As far as I know, you sent someone Ding Xingwang, and it is not enough for you, a dignified tender swordsman, to collect medicine."

"I wasn't sent by the sect today, but I came by myself, it's not good to dance with a knife and a gun, and occasionally I should come out to breathe and enjoy the scenery, are you right?"

"It's best if you're just here to enjoy the scenery, we can do the well water without the river water, you take your Yangguan Road, and I'll cross my single-plank bridge."

"Hehe," Wen Yuhou chuckled, shook his head slightly, and said, "I'm afraid this won't work, although I'm not here for you, but since I've met a few of you, I can't let you go easily, otherwise, I will be sorry for the dead old master." ”

"Listen to what you mean, do you have to do it with us?" Yu Ling'er said coldly.

"Of course it's okay if you don't do it, although I've been practicing martial arts for many years, I don't like to fight and kill, you should have heard of this. I don't want to do anything to you until I have to. As long as you promise to return to the Three Swords Sect with me, I promise not to hurt a single hair of you. Wen Yuhou said leisurely.

The sword slave next to him heard the smell of gunpowder on both sides, and because he didn't know Wen Yuhou, he couldn't figure out the reason, so he interjected and asked: "Hey, kid over there, who are you, report Wan'er!" ”

Wen Yuhou moved his gaze when he heard this, looked at the sword slave, and replied respectfully: "Hehe, second master of the sword slave, you are polite here." My surname is Wen, my name is Yuhou, and I have a small nickname in the rivers and lakes, and I am called the tender swordsman, I don't know if you have heard of it. ”

The sword slave suddenly realized, nodded and said, "I've heard of it, it turns out that you are the famous tender swordsman." ”

"It's not famous, but if it compares to your fame, I'm far behind." Wen Yuhou said modestly.

"Wen Yuhou, I know that your Three Swords Sect had a holiday with the Taishan faction, and you suspect that the old head of the sect died at the hands of the head of the Taishan faction, and later there were several battles with the Taishan faction. As a member of the Three Swords Sect, when you see Yu Ling'er, a little girl, of course you will want to bring her back to the Three Swords Sect. But with my old man sitting here today, I won't let you take Yu Ling'er away anyway, so for the sake of the face of Sword Casting Villa, let her go. If you let her go today, I will definitely accept your affection, and in the future, if you have a horse and a short kick, you can come to me, I will not stand idly by, what do you think? The sword slave explained.

"Hehe, Second Master, there seems to be something wrong with your ears, didn't you hear it just now, I didn't just say that I should let the Jade Hall Master go back to the Three Swords Sect with me alone, but let all of you go back to the Three Swords Sect with me." Wen Yuhou said softly, but what he said was not gentle at all, but full of threats.

"What? You dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, even I want to take it to the Three Swords Sect together! You really have a big breath, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, if you dare to do something to me, the Sword Forge Villa will never let you go. Although the power of our Sword Forging Villa is not as good as your Three Swords Sect, it is not much worse than you, if you make a move, even if you can't destroy you, you will be able to shed your skin! The sword slave said angrily.

"Indeed, if we anger the Sword Forge Villa, our Three Swords Sect will definitely not be able to eat and walk around, so we must block the news and prevent the news of your arrest from spreading to the Sword Forge Villa. In this way, the Sword Forging Villa would not point the finger at the Three Swords Sect. We can also use a little trick to create some gossip to make outsiders mistakenly think that the Taishan faction killed you, and in this way, we can also find some trouble for the Taishan faction, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone. Wen Yuhou said leisurely.

"You Three Swords Sect are also famous and decent, I didn't expect you to do such an insidious thing!" The sword slave shouted.

"Alas, second master, don't be angry, if the master of your villa is killed by the Taishan faction, you will also become unscrupulous. This blood feud is too painful for our Three Swords Sect, and we really can't swallow it. Wen Yuhou sighed lightly and shook his head.

"Okay, senior sword slave, you don't have to bother with this kid, the grievances between the Three Swords Sect and the Taishan faction have been around for a long time, and they can't be resolved in a few words, and a war is inevitable today, and I will ask you to help me later." Yu Ling'er interrupted.

"Hmph, just fight, who am my sword slave afraid of." The sword slave snorted coldly, untied the huge sword box he was carrying, held it in his hand, and prepared for battle.

Zhao Zheng next to him frowned, since just now, he has been thinking hard about countermeasures, but he has not been able to come up with any countermeasures. Wen Yuhou does not have too many special backgrounds, and he does not have any weaknesses that can be exploited at all. At present, an unsolvable stalemate has formed, and it seems that the only way to solve it is to fight.

Just when the battle was about to break out, a sneer came from above everyone's heads: "Wen Yuhou, I told you before, you don't need to talk nonsense with these people, just do it directly." Do you really expect them to be caught? ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a strong wind from above, and a person jumped down and landed behind Zhao Zheng and the others, forming a flank with Wen Yuhou, sandwiching Zhao Zheng and the others in the middle. (To be continued.) )