The forest is wide and cold, and the moon shadow sinks.

The windows are lonely, and the screen tent is clear.

The man was in a long shape, with half a bundle of black hair, holding a short sword in his hand and standing in the mottled light of the courtyard, and a water moon robe floating in the wind.

After a long time, he finally stepped forward and slammed the door, even if there was not the slightest sound in the room, and he knew that she was not asleep.

The wooden door creaked and disturbed the night.

"Only this dagger was found." The man's voice is warm, rooted in the ears, and there is no sense of daylight.

Xijiangyue looked at the short sword in Su Musha's hand, her eyes were as bright as dark iron, and her voice was colder than Chunbing, "You also found the pool under the cliff?" ”

"Hmm." Su Mu's voice was faint, and he stepped forward and put the short sword in Xi Jiangyue's hand, wanting to hold her slender shoulders in his arms, "I don't want to lie to you, but it's not a good thing that I haven't found the body." ”

The cold pool under the cliff is not more than 100 zhang wide, but it is bottomless, and several Sufu slaves with excellent water nature have drowned before they have dived to the bottom of the pool.

In the end, someone proposed: the rope tied with the boulder fell into the pool, and when the boulder landed, the depth of the cold pool could be measured, so that the person could be guaranteed to go into the water; But I didn't want to, more than 100 zhang rope went down, and the boulder still did not touch the bottom of the pool.

Su Musha looked at the dead faces of several house slaves next to Hantan, and only said that the water was poisonous, so he ordered everyone to stop diving and searching.

Xi Jiangyue didn't say a word, the short sword in her hand was half an inch out of the sheath, and the blade was thin and sharp, just like a girl's eyebrows.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely prefer to believe Su Musha's words, but Xijiangyue knows better than the world the severity of the poison of late spring.

"Boom!" The short sword in Xi Jiangyue's hand was returned to the sheath and slammed into the man's navel Qi Sea Acupoint.

The Qi Sea Cave is the place where the innate vitality of the human body gathers, the sea of men's anger, the main body is sick, and if it is injured, the qi breaks the blood stasis.

Su Mu's eyes gradually changed, and he never thought that even at this moment, the girl in his arms could still use such a vicious move, and when he dodged sideways, he trapped the rest of her hands.

"Whew!" A shining silver needle suddenly flew by his side, and without hesitation, it had pierced into the sleeping hole behind Su Mu's ear.

"Imperial Arts......" Su Musha looked at the girl in his arms, and his eyes couldn't tell whether it was surprise or surprise.

The eyes were confused, but I saw the girl's eyes of a pair of black jade and clear springs as if she was sneering at him: with the way of the other, give back to the other.

Previously, when Su Musha put [medicine] on Xijiangyue's feet, he was afraid that she would struggle and hurt herself, so she clicked on the acupuncture points around her in a hurry.

A smart, studious and cautious woman.

Xi Jiangyue slapped her backhand on Su Mu's luxurious face, and the moment the person behind her fell to the ground, the girl's five fingers flipped over, and the silver needle that had pierced into his sleeping hole stopped between her two fingers again.

Seven years ago, when Xijiangyue went up the mountain, she had already appreciated the old demon crane's determination not to let her practice martial arts, and knew that even if she could twist the muscles and veins of her whole body by herself in the future, for her, she had missed the best age to practice martial arts.

Fortunately, she only practiced martial arts for revenge, so it didn't matter to her what kind of martial arts she practiced, she could just slash blood revenge.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Xi Jiangyue chose what ordinary martial artists in the martial arts called the kung fu of abandoning the basics and chasing the end - the art of imperial objects.

Thousands of miles away, killing people invisibly.

The waning moon was dim, and the branches swayed like ghost hands.

Xi Jiangyue held a short sword in her hand and walked out of the courtyard.

The girl's steps were light and swift, walking on the mountain and forest avenue, like a toddler, and she was surprised by the dim shadows of the trees that flew behind her ears, and she was even more shocked that there was no sense of imprisonment and pain in her body at this time.

This kind of unrestrained running, like an ordinary person, has been a luxury for her for the past seven years.

Half a pillar of incense kung fu, Xijiang Yue gradually stopped, stopping in front of a big river called Chunjiang.

It should be because of the internal force in the body, the distance of only a hundred zhang will make her feel depressed, at this time she has been walking for a long time, her face is still as usual, her breathing is smooth, and she is not half sick.

Xi Jiangyue raised her eyes and looked into the distance, dozens of miles away, the black pressure of Qiyun Mountain pressed the continuous peaks, as if pressing on her body, the killing intent in her heart rose, and an inexplicable qi machine in her body was also rapidly flowing and colliding around her body.

Just when Xi Jiangyue was puzzled by this strange qi, there was a faint sound of wheels behind her, and she thought it was Su Mu who was chasing her, so she dodged and hid among the tall canopies.

When the group approached, Xi Jiangyue found that the person who came was dressed as a group of business travelers.

It stands to reason that ordinary business travelers are on the road late at night, and their faces and tense bodies look very cautious.

Xijiang Yue saw that the person who came was not Su Musha, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart finally shook off the dog skin plaster.

The night wind swept the jade pendant around her waist and slammed into the scabbard of the short sword, making a crisp sound.

"Who?" In the business travel procession, one person suddenly shouted angrily.

The moment the rest of the people in the lead spoke, they had already drawn their swords and turned sideways to protect the carriage behind them.

I don't want the night breeze to unintentionally cause such a misunderstanding.

Xi Jiangyue held a short sword in his hand and drained his whole body's qi to show that he did not have the slightest ill intentions towards the business traveler under the tree.

If an ordinary caravan encounters this situation, they will all leave quickly, but the person at the head of the tree is not half so conscious, so he can't help but say, he directly stepped forward with his knife and shouted: "Bold thief, don't open your dog's eyes wide, who does your grandfather and I help transport, and dare to get involved?" ”

"I'm just passing by and resting." The eyes of the girl Mo Yu Qingquan on the tree looked at the aggressive man under the tree, and said lightly.

The girl's voice was soft, softening the night and calming the mountain breeze.

The man under the tree was fierce, with long round eyes and long hair, he never thought that this bold thief was still a little girl.

The long-haired man had never read any books, and he didn't care about the poems in the mouths of those sour Confucian students, but he felt that the gentle voice of the little lady on the tree made him feel comfortable.

This made him want to see the face of the little lady on the tree more and more.

On the carriage, a thin old man, stroked his goatee, urged in a low voice: "Since people are just passing by to rest, let's go quickly, so as not to delay the things entrusted by the adults." ”

"Just passing by to rest?" The long-haired man stepped forward with a knife and asked disdainfully, "This little lady thinks I'm a three-year-old child?" Old Wu Tou, you also think ......"

After seeing the face of the little lady who spoke, Pang Yan's feet suddenly stopped, and his eyes were like dog skin plasters sticking to Xi Jiangyue's face on the tree.

The moonlight is dim, and the skin of the girl on the tree is more and more than snowy, and the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.

Pang Bai is a reckless man who only knows that his fist is the sky, and he has no ink in his stomach, but at this moment, the words of the highest appreciation for a woman's beauty in his heart have inexplicably appeared in his mind, "What a fuck!" Pretty! ”

Seeing that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, the old man hurriedly got out of the car and urged: "Pang Bai, since the girl's house is just passing by and has no bad intentions, let's go back to the business as soon as possible, so as not to have a long night and many dreams, and cause trouble in vain." ”

"Ponberry."

"Ponberry."

"Pang Bai!" The old man, who is usually called Wu Lao, but is called Old Wu Tou at this moment, shouted a few times without answering, and his withered big hand slapped the thigh of the same little meat, raising his voice.

"What do you call a soul?" Pang Bai, who was called back to his senses by the people, was depressed.

"Old Wu Tou, it's not me talking about you, you have lived to be a dog all this year! How can the guts be smaller than the tip of a needle! The long-haired man looked sideways at the thin old man, and sneered: "Along the way, if it weren't for you, the old man, who was afraid of this and that, we would have been able to deliver things five days ago, how could I have suffered the sins of these days with these brothers!" ”

And on this tree, no matter the voice and face, she is the best little lady, which is just enough for him to pour out the evil fire on his body in recent days.