The small mountain villa where Yunmengluo's natural residence is located is called Yunzhong Village, because the village is located in a high and dangerous terrain, and it is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, so it is named.

At this time, more than a dozen bamboo benches under the grass hut in the courtyard of the natural residence were already full of children, large and small, shaking their heads at this time, reciting the thousand-character text that has been popular from ancient times to the present.

"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. The cold comes and the summer comes, the autumn harvest and the winter hide..."

Yun Mengluo listened to the children's innocent and loud reading, but was touched by the sadness hidden deep in her heart by the sentence "cold comes and summer, autumn harvest and winter hide".

She walked to the door of the courtyard alone, looked up at the towering mountains on both sides of the Yangtze River, and overlooked the water of the Yangtze River sandwiched between the two mountains like a slender silver belt, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Acacia is the most bitter, bitter through her body;

Thinking is like a knife, cutting off her heart, spleen, liver and intestines.

In just seven days, she was broken and lived like a year.

Although she is in a rural mountain villa with beautiful mountains and rivers and fresh air, Yun Mengluo can only forget some troubles and sorrows when teaching children.

The worry about Li Tiantu and this long-awaited wait were the root of all these troubles, relatively speaking, the Tianyin Pulse that could hurt her life was left behind by her.

In the past few days, whenever a villager came back from selling prey, Yun Mengluo had to ask if there was a young man named Li Tiantu, but every time she got an answer, she was always disappointed.

"Sister, why are you crying?" A boy named Goudan about six or seven years old came to Yun Mengluo's side and tilted his head and asked.

Yun Mengluo, whose eyes were wet unconsciously, wiped her eyes with the long sleeves in her hand, barely squeezed out a smile, and said insincerely: "Sister didn't cry, she was blinded by the wind and sand just now." ”

The little boy named Goudan had a puzzled look on his face, and wondered: "The air in the village has always been fresh, will there be sand?" ”

The dog felt that his brain was a little insufficient in an instant.

"Fool, my sister missed her husband." A little girl about ten years old walked over, smiling like a flower, full of beauty.

Yun Mengluo laughed out loud, knocked on the head of the little girl Lan'er, and scolded with a smile: "People are big ghosts, don't go and review your homework quickly." ”

Seeing the two children reluctantly return to the grass shed, Yun Mengluo secretly pinched her fingers and counted the number of days, it had been nearly a month since the last Tianyin Pulse Attack, and without Li Tiantu's care, she didn't know if she could survive this time.

The weather seems to be getting hotter and hotter, but my body has a feeling of getting colder and colder, is this a precursor to the onset of the Heavenly Yin Vein?

The news that Li Tiantu was not dead was spread out of the rivers and lakes because of his meeting with the Snow Fairy in Shuxian Restaurant, and once again became the talk of the entire Bashu River and Lake after dinner.

However, because Yunzhong Village is hundreds of miles away from Yizhou City, and the hunters in the village have no intersection with the people in the rivers and lakes, this has caused Yun Mengluo, who is in the remote mountains, to be kept in the dark and unable to inquire about the slightest news about Li Tiantu.

In fact, Yun Mengluo still ignored one point, and letting ordinary villagers who make a living from hunting inquire about the news of a well-known person in the rivers and lakes is tantamount to looking at flowers in the fog and looking at the moon in the water.

Under the dust and smoke, a man and a woman rode fast horses all the way on the official road more than 50 miles north of Yizhou City.

100 meters away, a small ferry crossing of the Yangtze River can be seen.

"Fluttershy, we're ditching the horse ahead of you." After the young man snorted lightly, he clamped the horse's belly with both feet, and the horse was in pain and a hundred-meter sprint instantly arrived at the ferry.

Ni Xiaodie followed closely behind, and said with a dissatisfied face: "You are generous, this is a sweaty BMW worth a thousand gold, and it was discarded by you like this." Although the Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate has a rich family background, if you are really such a loser, it will be a matter of time before you hollow out your foundation. ”

Bei Ying turned his head and smiled, and said, "Before you marry me, you will start to take care of your husband and me." ”

Ni Xiaodie was not ashamed, but just gave him a blank look and retorted, "Who cares about you?" If I really want to take care of you, I won't travel more than a thousand miles in a few days, follow you behind you, eat ashes, and come to this land of Bashu, where the mountains are high and the forests are dense and poisonous. You know, I hate poisonous insects and snakes and stuff like that. ”

Bei Ming's heart was moved, and he couldn't help but come back and support Ni Xiaodie's thin shoulders, and said affectionately, "Thank you, Xiaodie!" ”

"Forget it, no need. The relationship between you men, I understand! What Li Tiantu has done is enough to be a hero, and you should be the same as his brother. But..."Ni Xiaodie's face was suddenly full of worry, "But, let's not talk about the 'White Bone Divine Monarch' Baili Changhong, you are not an opponent for Yan Zhen, the only city lord who died in vain, they are all the top ten masters of the famous land list, you won't come to help him take revenge." ”

Bei Ying shook his head when he was hit by Ni Xiaodie, let go of the hands that were holding Ni Xiaodie, walked to the riverside, and said lightly: "You also underestimate your man." I came to Bashu to kill Yan Zhen, and he was not in my eyes as the last of the top ten masters on the list. However, Baili Changhong heard that he returned to the city of vain, and he is the one I am most afraid of at present. ”

Ni Xiaodie could feel the strong confidence that naturally emanated from Bei Ying's body, to be honest, as a rising star in the rivers and lakes, how the martial arts cultivation of Bei Yingying was, she still couldn't see through it after more than two years together.

In the past two years that the two have traveled to the rivers and lakes, although Bei Ying has made a lot of shots, she has never seen him make a second knife. It's not that the opponents they encountered are not strong, many of them are peak masters who have cultivated to only the top ten masters of the earth list, but they still can't escape the sword of the Northern Underworld.

The name of the sword of the Northern Dead Saber is "Death Without a Trace", the blade is about two feet three inches long, and it is cast by the thousand-year-old cold iron of the Han Fang language, which is the chief swordsmith in the Beiting Metropolitan Protector Army, and ranks eighth among the top ten famous weapons in the rivers and lakes. In just two years, the Northern Demon Sect became one of the three major demon venerables of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the number one sword master in the rivers and lakes after the Sword Demon, and this sword was indispensable.

Ni Xiaodie let out a light breath and sighed, "Okay, even if you're good." But you didn't get carried away, I heard the old man say that Baili Changhong is a master who is infinitely underestimated by the people of the rivers and lakes, and his cultivation is not much worse than the top three in the list, if he is in the city of death, you had better dispel the idea of killing Yan Zhen. ”

Bei Ying's expression suddenly became much more solemn, and he said slowly: "How can the top ten masters of the rivers and lakes be as easy as you say, kill them when you say they." If we face the enemy head-on, we are only five or five. ”

Ni Xiaodie pursed her lips and said disdainfully, "I know you're blowing the air." If it's really five or five, I won't let you go. ”

After all, the number of five or five means that it is possible to die of his own man.

"Maybe Li Tiantu is not dead." Bei Ming sighed softly, then beckoned to Ni and leaped up to the ferry a few meters away.

It is a small boat that specializes in carrying passengers on the river, and usually only holds five or six people. At this time, the ship was empty, and Bei Ying simply asked the boatman to charter the entire boat.