Out of Qingzhou City to the south for a few miles, is the famous Yunmen Mountain.

Although it is not very tall, it is a beautiful mountain.

It is connected to Jinfeng Mountain in the north, split the mountain in the south, Monabi Mountain in the east, and looks at each other in the west across the waterfall stream with the camel mountain in the west.

In summer and autumn, the "Cloud Cave" on the south side of Yunmen Mountain opens the gate and releases the clouds, and the white clouds rise out of the sky immediately, and the Yunmen Mountain is named after this.

At this moment, Yunmen Mountain, all the sounds are quiet, wrapped in snow, the original beautiful peak, but it is quiet and makes people shudder.

At the foot of the mountain, on the official road that was not very wide, a black horse galloped in, and a flash of black shadow splashed snowflakes.

"Drive, drive, drive."

The dark shadow gradually approached, and the rhythmic sound of horses' hooves was like beating the drums of war. And there was a woman dressed in black on horseback, and her cloak was dancing gently in the wind. In front of her chest, a cute little girl was tightly wrapped with a cloth band.

Wanwan was no longer sleepy at this time, she raised her head innocently, and looked at the face of the woman in black who was close at hand, only to see that her brows were furrowed, a little serious, and her black hair had already been dyed white by the wind and snow.

"Aunt Lian, where are we going?"

"What about my father and my mother?"

Wanwan, who was only six years old, still didn't understand what was going on at this time, why she had already left the city before dawn? Why don't you see your father and mother?

"We're going to Jinling."

"Your father and mother, they've gone far, far away."

Lianxin's heart has some grief, the lord and the lady, they really went to a far, far place, but that place, separated from it by a yin and yang road, a Nai He bridge.

"Appeal ......"

Looking at the strange darkness and silence of the official road ahead, Lianxin's brows froze, and she pulled the reins sharply and stopped the galloping horses.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

More than a dozen black shadows suddenly flashed out along both sides of the official road, and in the blink of an eye, they were scattered around the horses. Everyone who came was dressed in black, with black faces, and no one spoke, looking very cold-blooded and solemn.

Lian Xin didn't care, but her eyes didn't look at these black-clothed people who suddenly appeared, her eyes showed a little warmth, and she looked at Wanwan in her arms.

"Wanwan, are you afraid?"

She asked softly, her gentle words like a warm spring breeze in winter.

"With Aunt Lian here, Wanwan is not afraid."

Although her little face has turned pale, her immature voice contains endless trust.

"That's good, just close your eyes and you'll be fine soon."

Lianxin instructed lightly, she didn't want Wanwan in her arms to see such a blood-devouring scene.

"Okay, Wanwan."

The little girl leaned her head tightly against Lianxin's chest and closed her eyes obediently.

"You can't escape."

A dark shadow took two steps forward, his eyes filled with endless indifference.

"Huh."

"Really?"

Lian Xin chuckled, but there was infinite hatred hidden in it, these people were all one of the murderers, so let her charge some meager interest first.

"Poof."

She suddenly pulled out the sword at her waist, and with a slight downward force, she jumped up from the horse, and the sword in her hand swept through the air.

"Huh."

With a brilliant sword slash drawn out, and with a dazzling flash of sword light, she gently fell back on the horse's back.

"Ugh."

I saw that a man in black in front of him hadn't reacted yet, and blood had already shot out of his throat. He reached out to cover it, but it was too late.

"Bang." fell to the ground. Blood, in an instant, stained the snow on the ground red.

"That's a good skill."

The man in black who led the way, but he didn't even glance at the dead subordinate, opened his mouth and exclaimed.

"Don't talk nonsense, fight!"

Lianxin's right hand clenched the sword in her hand even harder, she held the reins of the left hand, and pulled it back fiercely, the black horse seemed to have a heart like a rhino, its front hooves were raised high, and it swept towards the black-clothed people around her.

One man and one horse, with such a tacit understanding, began to fight fiercely with the man in black.

"Bell, bell."

The collision between the blades of the sword provoked bursts of sparks, which were extremely dazzling in the dark night. Lianxin's expression was serious and calm, and the sword danced with her body, as if infused with life.

One move, one style, one attack and one defense, she has killed several people in black, all of them killed with one hit, and the wounds are all in the throat, which is very accurate, but her sword is not stained with blood.

Looking at the subordinates who fell one by one, the black-clothed man in the lead also began to look solemn at this moment. The strength of this woman in black is too terrifying, obviously, she is definitely not an unknown person.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he was relieved, yes, how could that man with the best wisdom in the world not have a little trick. Perhaps, this woman in black with terrifying strength is the last chess piece he laid out.

"What else does he have to do to make his layout so simple?"

The man in black in the lead frowned slightly, and he was a little distracted, but he had forgotten that he was in a tragic battle formation at the moment.

"It's your turn."

A very pleasant and indifferent voice whispered in his ears, instantly awakening him.

"Who are you?"

His voice trembled a little, the people who came to intercept and kill this time were all carefully selected by the organization, and they were all masters among the masters. Everyone had experienced countless battles, and it was only a moment before they all died here and fell under her sword.

Who is she? Why is this person never recorded in the intelligence of the organization?

The true strength of this woman in black was not expected by everyone, including the master, including ......

"You're not qualified to know yet."

Lianxin's tone was full of endless domineering and thick mockery.

"Huh."

He smiled self-deprecatingly, not paying attention to her taunts.

"It seems that everyone underestimated Li Si."

He said the most wanted and true words, and he once persuaded his master not to wade into this troubled water, but to no avail. Now, his original predictions and fears have obviously come true.

Li Si, that is an extremely terrifying man, he can support the prince who was not valued by himself and ascend to the throne that everyone dreams of.

The other three kingdoms, Southern Chu, Western Jin Dynasty, and Northern Yan, are all prosperous in talent and strong in soldiers. However, at the time of the alternation of imperial power in the Great Qi Dynasty, no country dared to invade the border of Great Qi for a single step, all because of the existence of Li Si in Great Qi.

Li Si is immortal, and the Great Qi is immortal.

It can be seen how dazzling that man's legend is.

"Judge yourself."

Lianxin said flatly, but it was full of endless indifference, and she didn't even bother to draw her sword again.

"Hey."

He sighed heavily, but his heart was extremely relaxed. He knew that even if he tried his best, he wouldn't be able to do a few tricks with the woman in black. His life, the moment he appeared here, was no longer his own.

"Can I ask one last question?"

There was one of the biggest doubts in his mind, and he wanted to know, otherwise he would be a little dumbfounded. He wanted to know if his guess was correct or not.

Lianxin's brows furrowed slightly, this person, there is so much nonsense, but he doesn't look like a cold-blooded killer at all, obviously, his brain is far stronger than his skills.

Lianxin sat upright on the horse, did not answer, and looked down at him dressed in black.

"Li Si, are you really dead?"

The man in black raised his head, looked at Lianxin, and blurted out a shocking word. This sentence was like thunder, which made Lianxin's gaze suddenly become fierce and calm.

Her body trembled slightly, a tear in the corner of her eye fell unconsciously, and no one understood how painful her heart was.

"I think I guessed right."

Under the black scarf, he smiled, his smile was extremely bright, and he was very satisfied at this moment. At the corner of his mouth, a streak of black blood slowly overflowed.

"Hmm."

He didn't say another word, he threw his head back, his eyes looking at the horizon, where it was already faintly white, and I was afraid that it would not be long before dawn came.

Lian Xin dismounted lightly and searched all the corpses one by one, but did not find any clues. Obviously, these men in black are professionally trained killer Deadpools and don't leave anyone with a handle.

"Is it the Smoke and Rain Building?"

Lianxin's gaze passed through the darkness, as if he had traveled thousands of miles away. Whether there is evidence or not, she intends to put this account on their heads.

"Rack."

The morning glow filled the sky, reflecting on the white snowfield, shining with golden light.

A black shadow quickly streaked by, raising a path of wind and snow.

"Wanwan, is it beautiful?"

Looking down at Wanwan, who was glowing with a little curiosity in her arms, Lianxin asked softly.

"Beautiful, such a beautiful snowy scene."

The childish Wanwan, this is the first time she has seen such a strange scene, and she can't help but admire.

Lianxin smiled slightly, raised the whip again, held the reins, and the black steed galloped forward, galloping into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, it dissipated into the wind and snow, and disappeared.