The carriage gradually drove away from Yandu and headed for the vast grassland in the north, and after more than ten days of travel, it arrived at the junction of Tianyan and Wuerdamu, that is, Xueya Mountain in northern Xinjiang. The mountains here are continuous, and the mountains are covered with snow all year round. Although it is February spring, there is no spring color in this Xueya Mountain, the cold wind is howling, the sky is vast, the horses are roaring, and the wheels are rolling on the frozen ground to make a monotonous sound, making the narrow mountain road seem more silent and depressed.

Suddenly, a group of people jumped out from the top of the mountain, all dressed in black and masked, holding sharp blades, and the first person stood on top of the mountain rock, shouting, "Leave the money to buy the road, or your heads will bloom!" ”

Princess Yulin lifted the curtain and asked the guard riding next to her, "Who is making noise here?" ”

The guard replied, "Princess, there is a gang of horse thieves on the road ahead, who are blocking the road and robbing our belongings. ”

Yulin's blue brows furrowed, and a cold color flashed in his eyes, "Since it is a group of horse thieves, it is expected that they have no ability, they dare to stop the driving of this princess, so that they will not come back." ”

The guards then led the way with a group of men.

The five hundred guards accompanying Yulin were the dead soldiers she had carefully selected and had been on the battlefield for a long time, and she was confident in that. But this time, what she met was not a group of real horse thieves, but a well-trained private guard from Yuhu Village, the world's famous and the largest village in martial arts. Half an hour down, Yulin's five hundred men and horses lost more than half, this place belongs to the territory of Tianyan, the snow mountain stretches for more than ten kilometers, there is no support in front, there is no reinforcement in the back, now the opponent is so good, I don't know how many people, Yulin realized that it is not a good strategy to fight hard, and hurriedly ordered a pair of men and horses to cover, and a pair of men and horses escorted her to leave this place quickly.

At this time, a thin figure in the team saw Yulin's actions, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, pulled out the silver moon in his hand, performed Qingyun footwork and then followed, and after a while, he approached the carriage that Yulin was riding, and cut off the reins of the horse with a sword, and the horse screamed and broke away from the carriage, and the carriage stopped violently, sliding forward sharply for twenty or thirty meters under the action of inertia.

Lin Yuelan used her internal force to resist the carriage and helped Yulin, "Are you okay?" ”

Yulin was also born in Xi Wu, and this collision naturally couldn't hurt her, and said with a light smile: "I'm fine." ”

But the "horse thieves" kept an eye on them, and when they saw that their carriage was broken and no one could walk, they immediately followed the general and surrounded them.

Lin Yuelan protected Yulin behind her, "You go first, I'll deal with these people." ”

Yulin's heart warmed, and she looked at Lin Yuelan's eyes that cared about her, and shook her head resolutely, "No, Lin Yuelan, we want to go together." ”

A guard next to him led a horse, "Princess, you better go first, they have too many people, we don't have enough people, staying here will be in vain, and there will be Wuldamu in front of twenty miles, you can only have the opportunity to transfer troops to support." ”

Seeing that Yulin was still shaking his head, the maid Biyun Bizhu also persuaded him, "Yes, princess, stay in Qingshan without fear of no firewood, Lin Shizi is strong in martial arts, and he can hold out for a while, you hurry up and get on the horse and go, otherwise both of you will die." ”

So Yulin finally gritted his teeth and made a decision, and galloped away with twenty or thirty guards.

The guard who had cut off the reins of the horse before saw that the jade was gone, a hearty smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, he took the silver moon in his hand, looked at the white shadow, and then used Qingyun footwork to follow.

Yes, the guard is Situ Nanyun, she Yi Rongcheng blended into the accompanying team, that day she was not the love sickness that people talked about and did not dare to come out to send her off, all of this is Lin Yuelan's game, even the boiling farewell quarrel in Yandu before parting was also part of his plan, as early as when the incident showed signs, he was ready to strategize. In the past ten days, Situ Nanyun has been incarnated as an ordinary guard and has been following behind the carriage, secretly arranging manpower with the people of Qingge, and beware of the surprise attack of demonic people.

Of course, she didn't know Lin Yuelan's specific implementation plan in advance, Qingge's people were stepping up their operations, and Qingyue didn't reveal it to her at first, but she guessed Lin Yuelan's intentions. People who love each other are like this, their hearts are tacitly connected, they don't need words, a look, a movement, will be understood by the other half. That time I went to see Lin Yuelan and the two fell out, and I also cooperated with him to make a play for people with hearts, but the atmosphere of the scene did not require her to act too much, and Biyun Bizhu spared no effort to hit her ideological defense, and she was really hurt emotionally.

The "horse thief" attacked Lin Yuelan, because the plan was to force Lin Yuelan and Situ Nanyun down the predetermined cliff, causing the phenomenon of falling off the cliff and dying, so the two cooperated with the attack of the "horse thief" and went to the cliff.

The temperature on the cliff is extremely low, the exhalation is ice, and the snow is half knee-deep under your feet, and it is difficult to walk. The two gradually approached the edge of the cliff, at first Situ Nanyun and Lin Yuelan and the man in black just pretended to fight, the purpose was to let Yulin's men and horses see what happened, but Zhu Rongyu did not play his cards according to common sense, and the moves towards Situ Nanyun were poisonous and fierce, Situ Nanyun blinked at him frequently, he didn't even pay attention to it, Situ Nanyun didn't want to hurt him, dodged left and right, and avoided its edge, but Zhu Rongyu's attack became more and more fierce, looking at the opportunity for Situ Nanyun to dodge, he quickly pulled out a sword and stabbed at her, Situ Nanyun was caught off guard, There was a sword on her arm, and she almost fell off the cliff under the drive of the sword, Lin Yuelan flew over and grabbed her, with a pair of eyes with a bloodthirsty light, "You are not Zhu Rongyu, who are you?" ”

Fake Zhu Langyu smiled fiercely, "You don't need to know, today is your death." ”

Lin Yuelan knew that there was an accident on Zhu Rongyu's side, and this group of people was the sworn enemy, so she sneered, "I don't care who you are, the new and old hatreds will be settled with you." ”

On the top of the snow, a bloody and bloody fight was about to break out, the sword light and sword shadow, the north wind howled, the sky was overcast, and a few crows' cries also drowned out the sound of the fight, and the blood on the sword was not stopped, and the white snow was stained with a large piece of blood in an instant.

The fake Zhu Rongyu shot viciously, with an unpredictable figure, he was the most powerful opponent Lin Yuelan had encountered so far, and the two were inseparable. The rest of the black-clothed people surrounded Situ Nanyun, she was accompanied by Qingyun's footwork, and she didn't suffer much, but she was injured by a sword in the arm, and with a little force, the wound was a sharp pain, which somewhat weakened her combat effectiveness.

When the two groups of people were fighting and it was inseparable, suddenly the wind was blowing on the top of the mountain, the sky was full of dark clouds, and a person wearing a monk's robe and holding a ghost-headed Zen staff appeared on the top of the mountain. Situ Nanyun was attacked by blood qi, only feeling lightheaded, unable to lift his strength, and suffering from a sword injury, the originally light Qingyun footwork also began to become clumsy. The man in black saw this opportunity and attacked frequently, but Situ Nanyun couldn't avoid it, and new knife marks were drawn on his arms and shoulders.

Lin Yuelan was worried about Situ Nanyun's injury while fighting against the treacherous fake Zhu Rongyu, seeing that a soul was doing something strange, Situ Nanyun was a little unable to parry, and was injured a few times by the black-clothed man who came up from the siege, her heart was anxious, and she let out a long howl, calling for the Qingqing to help, but the Qingqing under the mountain were also fighting hard and couldn't get out, and the black-clothed man seemed to be unable to kill it completely, and it was no longer just a few hundred people before.

As the first soul continued to practice, more and more blood-colored lights gathered around Situ Nanyun, shrouding it like a silkworm cocoon, Situ Nanyun was trapped inside, unable to see the outside, and could not break it with the silver moon sword. I saw that the blood-colored light burst open, and the dense turns soaked into Situ Nanyun's body like fine needles, and disappeared in an instant, Situ Nanyun's whole body was like a bone marrow split, the pain was unbearable, and the floating root cloud and blue leaves on his chest began to appear blood-colored light, summoned by a soul, and floated away from his chest.

"Don't, floating roots, don't be bewitched, you are a god, wake up." Situ Nanyun shouted in his heart.

At the same time that Situ Nanyun was getting weaker and weaker, the few black-clothed people who besieged her became more and more brave as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, these people were spelled by a soul, like puppets who only knew how to fight, regardless of life and death, only death could stop fighting. Situ Nanyun knew that she couldn't fall, and if she fell, Lin Yuelan wouldn't be able to live, she gritted her teeth and told herself that no matter how painful she was, she had to persevere, hold on, and try her best to the last of her strength. She had fought with all her might, but she still couldn't avoid the cold sword that was surging from all directions. Suddenly, a sword pierced her chest, and the sound of the sword entering the flesh clearly reached her ears, she let out a cry of pain, and this sound also made Lin Yuelan not far away hear it, he was distracted, and the opponent stabbed him with a sword, and also scratched his shoulder.

Situ Nanyun saw the blood light coming from Lin Yuelan's shoulder, and she didn't care about the injury on her chest, she didn't allow him to be injured again because of herself, but the practice of one soul continued, the pain of broken bone marrow all over her body, as well as the new and old pain of multiple swords piercing straight into the flesh, made her weaker and weaker, every time she came out of the sword, she almost consumed 100% of the strength in her body, she knew that she was overdrawing her life, and she couldn't last long, but so what, killing one more person, Lin Yuelan was less dangerous, and he had more hope of living.

The snow, the cold light, the sword, and the shadow of blood gradually blurred her vision, and when she exhausted the last of her strength, more than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground, and she also fell to the ground and was dying.

The First Soul Master spewed out a mouthful of blood water, just now he exhausted all the True Yuan to urge the Blood Soul Spell, but it still fell short, Situ Nanyun's Yuan Soul was too powerful, and the floating root cloud and blue leaf finally returned to her body. A soul hated so much that her teeth itched, and with her last breath, she raised her Zen staff and attacked Situ Nanyun, when Situ Nanyun saw the flying Zen staff, it was too late, no, of course, even if she saw it clearly, she couldn't dodge the Zen staff that hit her back like a thousand catties because she had exhausted all her strength, her body was like an arc across the cliff, a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air, fell on the snow, and her body fell rapidly to the cliff.

The shocking change was in this instant, Lin Yuelan watched Situ Nanyun fall off the cliff, and screamed, at this time, in addition to the bloodthirsty light in his eyes, it was the boundless darkness and dead silence, he didn't have time to grieve, and the man in black didn't give him a sad breather, and still attacked fiercely. The hatred that had grown wildly in Lin Yuelan's heart was nowhere to vent, and they were hitting him on the blade, not to die. Those black-clothed people who were under the Ecstasy curse because of the death of a soul, although the offensive was somewhat weakened, but the curse was still unsolved, occupying the crowd, surrounded him in three layers and three layers, and each one of them emitted an evil light in his eyes. Lin Yuelan looked at the cold rays of the forest that were surging from all directions, he had already put life and death aside, and the sword light and sword light were like white shadows to him, how could he be afraid? Yun'er is dead, what is the meaning of his life in the world? The pain of his body was no longer felt by him, at this time he was like a murderous maniac, and under his desperate moves, it was like the arrival of the hell ghost king, which became more and more terrifying and bloody, and the corpses that died under his sword were piled up in an instant.

Fake Zhu Rongyu saw Lin Yuelan's lifeless fighting style, he was afraid in his heart, and when he saw that Situ Nanyun had been resolved, he no longer fought with Lin Yuelan, and when other black-clothed people attacked, he withdrew and retreated, he had already suffered multiple sword wounds, and if he fought Lin Yuelan again, there was a chance that he would die under the sword of this madman.

I don't know how long it took, when the wind on the top of the mountain was full of blood, and when the snow on the top of the mountain could no longer see its original color, and everything was calm, Lin Yuelan was already lying in a pool of blood.