In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves sounded.

The birds scattered.

The little official who supervised the dredging was sitting on a boulder, frowning and looking into the distance, it was not a good errand, but it always needed someone to do it.

He was stunned when he heard a voice coming from a distance.

This road has been closed for some time, and the news has already been passed through various government offices, and even signs have been placed at the distant entrances, so why are there still people who are not interested here?

Thinking about it, his face sank, and he was already annoyed by the way he dredged it, and the disappearances from time to time made people even more panicked, and the path that pierced into the clogged mud and rocks became narrower and narrower, more and more rugged, and the light was dim, as if it led to the netherworld.

There is no return.

In addition, he had to explain to this unknown passer-by, the official felt even more annoyed, he got up, and was about to scold him.

The sound of horses' hooves is getting closer.

Close enough to see the leader wrapped in a golden robe, carrying a small golden coffin behind his back, his black hair was scattered, although he did not say a word, smiled or spoke, but he only felt that he had an incomprehensible majesty, which sharpened the edges and corners of his face full of lines, and those eyes seemed to be forever bright, quiet, and leisurely.

Here we are.

But three horses.

Only that one person is like a king in the world, traveling with thousands of troops and horses.

The official leader didn't know who was coming, so he ran from a distance, then knelt down on the side of the road and said loudly: "Welcome to King Shenwu!"

There were some slightly wooden country men beside him, and they also hurriedly knelt down, this prince is terrible, destined to be in the immortal class, kneeling him is like kneeling to the fairy, no loss.

Xia Guang took the reins, casually threw it to the Black Lotus Holy Maiden behind him, and then came up to inquire about the situation.

Wang Zhenzhou muttered, and without saying anything, he led the horse, put the rope on a tree, tied it fiercely, stepped on the body of the tree with his boots, and leaned back with both hands on the reins, with a posture of "strangling you".

King Shenwu turned around and looked curiously at the little freckleled saintess, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Wang Xuanzhou said in a low voice: "Tie the rope tightly, so that the horse will not run away." ”

Xia Guang chuckled, as if he had insight into her thoughts: "You White Lotus Sect can be a saint like this?"

Wang Zhenzhou's cheeks bulged, and she didn't know why she was angry, but she was afraid, afraid that the man who didn't look a few years older than herself would strike another blow.

It was so hateful that he sent people to raid the main altar, killed thousands of brothers, captured so many, and imprisoned them, thinking that exile would be enough, but he said that he would behead them all.

On the other side, Xia Guang had already asked about the situation.

He straightened his mind a little, and looked up at the clogged mud and stone mountain, which was fine in the near distance, but it was like a mound of dirt, but the further he went, the more serious it became, and in the distance, it could be regarded as undulating like a soil dragon, and in the distance, some places were comparable to small mountains.

It's just that this mountain has no place to stay, and if you rush up to it, it is very likely that the whole person will be wrapped in mud and stones and buried.

I compared the situation here with the words of the Frost Dog Altar Master in my mind, and there was no problem.

So, he also kept his promise and beckoned to Wang Shuzhou, who was holding his breath, "Little Holy Maiden, you are free, go back, remember two things, the first is to change your name and go to Jiangnan, and second, tell her that if she robs this Dharma field, this White Lotus Sect will not need to exist in the future." ”

Wang Zhanzhou's body condensed, his cheeks were red and white for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and asked, "Can you... Let them go? I'm willing to trade my life for them. ”

Xia Guang was not angry, and said gently: "In this world, everyone has to pay a price for what they do, isn't it? History will never change because of a little girl's coquettishness."

You're still young, let her discipline you more, heh, forget it, she's not too sensible.

Tell her what I say as it is, and don't force me, don't tempt me. ”

Anyway, he didn't care about this little saint, it was a strong man with a small head in his left hand, his figure flew up, his golden robe was stretched out like wings, his toes were lightly touched on the mountain rocks several meters high, and the whole person was dozens of meters away, a few ups and downs, and he went far away.

The owner of the frost dog altar simply felt that his body was okay in the past, but at this time he was carried, and he only felt that he was flying upside down, and his mouth was filled with a fast and slow wind from time to time, and his mouth was also rattling non-stop.

Xia Guang carefully identified the direction according to the path pointed out by the official who had just cleared the path, and soon arrived at a high ground about a few meters high, and a thick vine fell from the height.

At this time, he no longer flew or used his body technique, but restrained his breath and looked at the strong man on his side, "Climb!"

The two of them went one after the other, got on a small platform, and walked along the platform aisle, but it was a broken path like a snake, and after going around for a while, they finally reached the top of the mountain.

Overlooking the distance, he saw some laughter and laughter coming from the small village in the middle of the afternoon, and looked sideways at the frost dog altar master of the white lotus, "Is it there?"

There was fear in the tree's eyes: "No... Not bad. ”

While the two were talking, on the other side of the mountain, on the steps down the mountain, suddenly poked out the head of a snow-white little girl, the girl did not tie her braids, and her hair was soft as if it was attached to her head, thin and thin.

With black hair and white faces, he looked at the two of them, and as if he was afraid, he turned around and ran.

"Danger, little girl, it's dangerous here, don't run. ”

As if out of control, the sturdy man suddenly chased after him, and all he could see was the little white girl who might have been separated from her family, and the mountain village with smoke curling and laughter in the distance.

Xia Guang only felt that his consciousness was suddenly covered with a thin veil, which covered his reason and attracted him to follow him, but this thin veil was like a shackle of paper paste, and the Shenwu King's mind was broken without a trace.

When I looked up again, there was no small mountain village in the distance, but it was just a ruin, scattered more than a dozen houses were very dilapidated, and there was no sound of children playing at the entrance of the village, let alone cooking smoke, on the contrary, there were begging for mercy, shouting, and wailing.

Two or three people dressed as peasants were carrying shovels and destroying them frantically, smashing and burning, and there were even those who were sitting on the stump of the broken tree at the entrance of the village, and the woman was screaming, but the man didn't ask, just doing it hard.

Shenwu King's expression did not move, he felt that he had been reckless just now, how could he break the shackles made of paper?

Either... One more time?

His sight was excellent, and although the mountain village was still some distance away from here, if he really wanted to go, ten seconds would be enough, and even the altar master of the White Lotus Sect who was following the little white girl in a daze, Xia Guang could see it clearly.

The sky is solstice at dusk.

In the distance, the little white girl disappeared, and the strong man with a small head still ran towards the mountain village like a frenzy.

After waiting for a while, Xia Guang finally saw the little white girl poking her head out again, a pair of wooden, cold eyes staring straight at him.

Realizing that Xia Guang saw her, the little white girl turned around and ran.

King Shenwu felt the seductive veil envelop his consciousness again, and he couldn't help but grin, and then cautiously chased after the little girl.

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