At the time of the deserted night, outside the city of Dihai in the Northern Regions, near the inaccessible cold mountain iron forest, at this moment, the killing atmosphere in the cold mountain forest suddenly rose, and the sound of snow treading was filled with the whistling wind and snow.

On the lush and white forest sea, two figures, one red and one white, flew through the branches, and the howling cold wind carried a colder murderous aura, like chasing souls and evil ghosts, and hell was impermanent.

After a few jumps, the two stood on the top of the tree, their hands behind their backs, side by side.

The man in red was an old man, with a cloak and a red face, and a huge amount of heat exuded from his body, and the snow flying in the air turned into steam and disappeared without a trace before he could reach him, and he was dressed in a red robe, like a mass in the ice and snow that did not extinguish the fire.

The man in white is dressed in a snow-white robe, coupled with his hair color is red, his face is withered, and the cold air around his body is thin, and the tree under his feet is gradually empty and frozen because of the cold air around him, and the white frost is covered with trunks and branches, which is the manifestation of the cold yuan in the body.

The two of them stood steadily on the top of the tree, their eyes eagle-eyed, but the snow white blocked their vision, and there were not many places to observe even from a high place.

"Spread them all out and give me a careful search!"

"Don't let that kid run, there's Dihai City in front of you, make sure to catch him before he escapes from the cold forest!"

Two shouts led to the ups and downs of the killing machine in the forest.

"Yes!"

"Obey!"

A few echoes were heard in the forest not far away, followed by the sound of the figure shuttling through the woods, and it was obvious that there were not a few people searching in the forest.

"Mu Hanshuang, what are your subordinates doing, Jiuluo Town has long been selected by the master of the sect to be a sacrifice, you still don't care, can you still have a fish that slips through the net after a night of siege? It's ridiculous!"

The red-robed old man was angry in his voice, and his words were full of reproach.

When Mu Shuanghan heard this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he asked: "Chihu, what you said is interesting, it is obvious that you are in a hurry to compete with me for the original plan that caused the original plan to have a loophole, otherwise when the father and son return to the town, how can this bird incident happen?"

There was no trace of emotion in his words, but the giant tree under his feet froze three points faster, and his heart was obviously not as calm as it appeared to be.

Originally, the siege of Jiuluo Town was an errand given to him by the above, and the old ghost of Chihu was impatient to grab the merit when he heard the news, and he was forced to launch a siege and kill in advance, resulting in a fish that slipped through the net.

Now this person not only has no guilt, but the yin and yang are weird and bite himself, really when he has no anger in his stomach?

"The father and son spent their days hunting in the mountains and forests, and their whereabouts were uncertain. But they will return to the town every half month, and tomorrow will be the day they will go down the mountain, and the whole town of Jiuluo will be in the palm of my hand. ”

"Now because of your recklessness, the boy has escaped, they have been here all the year round, and they have more means to hide their whereabouts. Although the old one has been ambushed, but the little one is also an elf ghost, and it is difficult to find it under the cover of ghost weather, if you break the door master's plan because of this, I will not finish with you!"

Chihu also grinned when he heard this, he and Mu Shuanghan were both working for thousands of ghosts and thousands of mourners, and he thought he was a doer, but this guy followed the ghost king and the door master every day and wagged his tail, turned around and stood tall in front of him, and he had long looked at him unpleasantly.

Just like besieging Jiuluo Town, Mu Hanshuang is always one step ahead of others, even if he can't get a piece of the pie this time, he has to stir it up and let him taste the taste of deflated.

"Don't talk nonsense, this time it was ordered by the master of the door himself, if it doesn't work out, I'll see how you still wag your dog's tail!"

Red Tiger's words were ruthless, causing Mu Hanshuang to hear the words and the resentment in his eyes was even worse.

But the two of them are quite cultivated, and no one can help anyone, so this resentment can only be temporarily put in mind.

And just when the lips and tongues of the two people with their own thoughts clashed, somewhere in the forest.

"Whew...... Huh, "Mo Chen curled up his body as much as he co......uld, and at this moment he was entering a tree hole, which was a hole made by a cedar spirit mouse for the winter, and every time the snow covered the mountain, the cedar spirit mouse of the Northern Regions would find a strong and hardy iron giant tree to burrow for the winter.

Their teeth can easily tear through the bark of a tree as hard as pig iron, hollowing out the core of the tree to prepare it for food to survive in, and even more ingeniously, they will seal the hole with the torn bark, which looks like the countless ordinary trees in the forest under the natural cover of frost and snow.

Ink Dust curled up to the extreme, finally able to close the last slit in the bark, but even then he deliberately slowed his breathing, and covered his mouth and nose with his clothes to hide the last gasp.

Then he grabbed a handful of white snow balls from his pocket and gritted his teeth and pressed them on the wound between his chest and abdomen, and suddenly the blood was all over the place, and the white snow balls were soaked in a trace of bright red, but they soon stopped bleeding under the effect of coldness.

The pain of the wound made his mind clearer and clearer, and he stroked the familiar cedar spirit mouse in the cave, and Mochen recalled the scene of yesterday in his mind.

Just a day ago, he was still living with his father in Jiuluo Town, which is separated from Dihai City, his father was a hunter in the town, his mother died young, he had not seen his mother for as long as he could remember, and there was only a portrait of his mother in the house.

Father is good at martial arts, when he was young, he went out to break through, although he was limited to talent and finally stopped at the fifth layer of the body, but fortunately, he learned a lot of kung fu, which is still much stronger than ordinary people.

Later, when he returned to the town, he took up the hunting business, and with his excellent skills, he could harvest a lot of hunting every time he went out to hunt even in the cold iron wood forest shrouded in low temperatures all year round.

Mo Chen was also diligent in martial arts training under his father's teaching, and when others were ignorant and playful, he learned about the wonderful world outside in his father's story.

With his yearning for a wonderful world, he began to cultivate early, and he also hunted with his father all the year round, chasing and fighting with wild beasts in the forest every day, and cultivated a strong physique.

And unlike his father, he has excellent talents, at the age of thirteen, he opened up his muscles and bones, and he groped his way into the martial arts hall, and in just two years, he broke through all the way to the fifth layer of the refining body, and at the age of fifteen, he had already caught up with his father in the martial arts realm.

You must know that this speed is not inferior to that of the disciples of the Great Sect, and for ordinary people who have no exercises and guidance, this can be called a miracle at all.

Therefore, Mochen is preparing to go to Dihai City this year to participate in the annual "Nine Cities Debate".

Everything seemed so good, but late last night, the boy witnessed the cruelty hidden beneath the surface of this beautiful world.

Overnight, the entire town of Jiuluo was slaughtered by a group of ghost-faced murderers! Except for himself and his father, who had gone into the mountains to hunt in advance, the rest of the tens of thousands of people were all destroyed by those ghost-faced murderers overnight.

When the father and son realized that it was too late, the fire that rushed to the sky was blazing, shining on the mountainside, one large and one small, looking at the fire of the town below the mountain, and the hare in Mo Chen's hand fell to the ground.

"Dad, there's an accident in the town, let's go back quickly!" Mo Chen greeted him, raised his feet and was about to rush down the mountain, but the father behind him did not move at all, not only did not move, but pulled him back.

"Dad?" Mochen looked back at his father in confusion, he didn't understand why his father was holding him.

Mo Shouming didn't say a word, silently looked at the bottom of the mountain, the sky-high fire shining on his face, reflecting clearly but not illuminating his eyes.

"It's time, it's time for you to go. As if he was making a decision, he opened his mouth after a long silence, eight words, one sentence, but there was more old age and trembling in his voice that Mochen had never seen before.

"Chen'er, climb over this mountain and go to Dihai City, and it will be safe for the time being. He said clearly, but the hand holding Mochen tightened more and more.

"Why?" Mochen asked, he was very smart, in fact, he already knew in his heart what his father's words meant.

He didn't know that the situation under the mountain was definitely not something that the two of them could control, although the town was not big, there were still strong people who built a complete body, but if it was useful, how could Jiuluo Town be this scene at this time.

How could he not understand the truth of moths fighting fires, if his father and son went down the mountain, it was just to add some fuel to the fire, what he really didn't understand was why the peaceful town would suffer such an unwarranted disaster.

"Will the hare in your hand know when it was hunted?" was a question, and it was also an answer, but Mo Chen was stunned when he heard this.

"Remember, never be a hare in the hands of others, only stronger than all hares, stronger than all beasts, can be the only hunter. Mo Shouming let go of his clenched hand, and several unknown black shadows under the mountain had already touched the mountain at this moment, and there was no room for hesitation when time was pressing.

"This is the last lesson that Dad taught you! Now, let Lao Tzu go!" The last sentence, like a goodbye and reluctance, also brought out the madness of Mo Shouming's youth.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the years of youth and frivolity.

How many years have passed, Mo Shouming no longer wants to care, at that time he was full of ambitions, and he vowed to make a name for himself and live a truly free life, but the world is as big as the endless sea, and he is like a stone thrown into the sea.

I have no regrets about serving it, and I will die in this splendid world, but what can I do, the children at home are waiting to be fed, and the wife is frail and sick.

I can't bear to let my weak wife and children be helpless, so I can only hide my arrogance at that time.

But at this moment, Mo Shouming remembered his young self, which was a feeling that Mo Shouming hadn't had for a long time, and at this moment he was not flustered in his heart, and sang loudly.

"Thousands of years of scholars do not say or do, and there are no soldiers in the history of thousands of years. Ten years of silence, once happy is my name!"

With a long roar, the sword that has been worn close to the body for many years but has not been drawn for a long time is also out of its sheath at this moment, and the pace of Mo Shouming is brisk, and he kills the murderer who swept into the foot of the mountain with a sword and a song.