As the sun sets, the slanting sun falls on the Yangtze River at the western foot of Qingliang Mountain, where the veins flow.

The calm Yangtze River, lapping against the high stone walls of the city wall, striking a thousand layers of broken waves, cutting the afterglow into fine scales.

This place has always been a place where soldiers have avoided disputes.

The tall city wall, about 3,000 meters of majestic standing, there is a stone cliff towering behind, there is the Yangtze River in front of the danger and blockage, this is the stone city built by the mountain.

Today, the officers and men patrolling the city walls, as in the past, inspect the river with their eyes on the recent multitude of boats and boats, and every time the ships pass, they must be carefully inspected on the shore before they can leave without suspicion.

The guards searched as usual, but this time they found something unusual, looked at each other, and immediately surrounded the boatman.

"Say, why do you have so much smuggling on your ship?" The guards stuck their knives into the rice bags, and snow-white salt flowed from the bottom.

"Hey, the official is accommodating, accommodating." The boatman stuffed a few taels of silver into the hands of the nearest guard.

"Recently, the investigation has been strict, and it has been known by the superiors, no, no, you go and check if there is anything else suspicious." The captain of the guard, who led the team, pointed to the cabin and said.

"Hey, there's no one else in the sir, just my daughter." The boatman hurriedly grabbed the guards who were about to search and said nervously.

"What are you doing, let me go, Daddy." A sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman wearing a purple tulle was forcibly dragged out of the cabin by several officers and soldiers, and shouted uneasily.

"Hey, this girl is really good-looking, with a thin waist and big breasts, I think she is very suspicious, take it up for interrogation." The captain of the guard touched the woman's soft face and said with a squint.

"Official, I can't help it, I can't help it, she is still a yellow flower girl." The boatman pulled the clothes of the officers and soldiers and pleaded.

"He sold illicit salt, and he was arrested and interrogated." The captain of the guard said unhappily as he kicked the boatman in his way.

The young woman turned around and shouted in a panic: "Daddy......"

"If you obediently cooperate with our brother's inspection, I will let your father go tomorrow." The chief of the guard took the girl all the way to the city wall, took the girl into the small black house, and moved her hands and feet.

"A few officials, it's good, Xiaohong is just an ordinary woman, let me go." The girl looked at the approaching people and retreated in fear and begged for mercy.

"Hahahahaha......"

"If you cut your throat, no one will save you, who told your father to smuggle smuggled salt......"

The girl seemed to know that she might not be able to finish her legs today, so she knelt down and begged: "Let Xiaohong serve the official one by one, please let my father go......"

"You all go out, I've tasted it first, and then you come in......," said the chief of the guard, rudely pushing the others out.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a girl and an official left in the room.

The girl no longer looked innocent, and said bewildermently: "Official, come on."

The guard rushed forward to hug her, and was kissing her insolently, when a copper hairpin was silently submerged in her neck, and the guard's body fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

Xiaohong hid the person in the corner and shouted coquettishly inside: "Come in another official......

There was some shoving outside, and when the door opened, a thinner guard hurriedly entered, who knew that as soon as the front foot stepped into the door, the back foot was ambushed, and he fell to the ground, and was no longer silent.

The two guards outside the door, waiting anxiously, were close to the door, and when they heard the woman's wheezing sound from inside, they couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Again...... Another official......"

"Oops, this woman is really tough, I'll go in first, brother." One of the guards patted the other on the back, smiled and opened the door and entered.

"Official...... Why are you in such a hurry......" Xiaohong said with a wicked smile as she pulled the hairpin from the neck of the third guard.

Inside, under the woman's coquettish voice, there was some thin movement, but no one paid attention to it.

"Official...... Come in too," Red beckoned inside.

The last short guard, after entering the door, smelled a strong smell of blood, and just when he was vigilant and pulled out his knife, the copper hairpin had already sunk into his neck.

The guard fell to the ground, looking at the disdainful smile on the face of the figure in the dim vision, and reluctantly gave up.

Where is this a beautiful woman, but a murderous ghost!

The girl took off the clothes of the last guard, changed into herself, cleaned up the scene, and went out again in the blink of an eye, and changed into a strange face.

"You find me Adjutant General Yang Zuo and ask him to come to my camp." Murong Bai stopped a diminutive guard and commanded.

"Yes." The short guard replied with a bowed head.

"Your voice sounds unfamiliar, a new soldier?" Murong Bai took a few steps forward, carefully looked at the short guard in front of him, and asked suspiciously.

"Yes, just came the other day." The guard glanced at the handsome man with sword eyebrows in front of him, and replied respectfully.

"Alright, you go." Murong Bai glanced at the holes in his ears and smiled imperceptibly at the corners of his mouth.

The guard watched his long figure leave, and said secretly in his heart: I didn't think that Dao Muyun also had such a handsome man, I don't know what to call him.

If she knew Murong Bai, she would definitely notice that something was wrong inside.

The day rises, the night goes in, and the stars appear.

The water of the Yangtze River, as usual, lapped against the towering walls of Stone Town and the hulls of merchant ships.

Today, more than 12 merchant ships were forced to dock on the shore that were found to be problematic.

Night is the best cover color, and the cabin deck of the ship docked on the shore is quietly opened, and a group of men in black quietly emerge from under the ship.

A stone fell into the Yangtze River, and there was a soft sound, as if it was a signal.

The five-claw hook silently grabbed the city wall, and one by one the men in black quickly climbed to the top.

"Master, come up." Dressed in the red sleeves of Mu Yun's guard uniform, in the dim light, he recognized Han Qing at a glance.

"How's it going in the city?" Han Qing borrowed a handful of her strength, went up to the city wall, and asked in a low voice.

"The number of guards in the city is about the same as intelligence." Redsleeves observed it for a day and replied.

Han Qing nodded, waved his hand and motioned for everyone to act according to the machine, and the man in black quietly sneaked into the city pass like a mouse.

After half the incense, Han Qing and Red Sleeves stood in place, and when they saw that no one had returned, they immediately noticed that something was wrong.

Red Sleeves moved and said, "Master, I'll go and see the situation."

Han Qing took her hand, shook her head, and said solemnly: "I'm afraid it's been revealed, let's leave immediately."

As soon as the words fell, in the city pass, it suddenly became as bright as day, and the bow and arrow were densely aimed at Han Qing.

Murong Bai appeared and said with a smile: "Han Qing, I haven't seen you for a long time, you want to come to our Muyun again?"

"Murong Bai, why are you doing this again!" When Han Qing saw the person in charge, his face immediately turned ugly.

He got the news that Murong Bai was sitting in the middle of the court, how could he come here secretly.

"Of course I'm here to greet you, and I'm here to be a guest of our Muyun." Murong Bai waved his hand, and the archers began to surround the two of them.

"You betrayed me." Han Qing turned his head and looked at Red Sleeves sternly.

Red Sleeves quickly shook his head and defended himself and said, "Master, I won't betray you, if you don't believe me, I will immediately jump into the sea from the city gate."

"Okay, I believe you, you go down first." Han Qing glanced at the guards who were gradually surrounding and said to Red Sleeves.

Red Sleeves shook his head, showed a short sword, protected him in front of him, and said, "No, master, you go first, let me break the queen."

Han Qing handed the rope into her hand, and explained with a very solemn face: "Don't say more, you can't stop them, go and inform the troops behind us, retreat quickly, I will escape back myself."

Red Sleeves gritted his teeth, put the short sword in his mouth, took the rope and jumped down the pass.

The arrows immediately shot like rain under the city pass, Han Qing raised his short knife and slashed at the guards, and the knife turned, inducing the bow and arrows to reflect towards the guards.

Where did the guards think that he was so capable again, and he should fall to the ground.

Han Qing quickly glanced at it, swayed it from side to side, swayed the red sleeves to the end, grabbed the rope, and said to Murong Bai, "I won't accompany you."

"Stop, stop." Murong Bai's heart tightened, and with a lot of luck under his feet, he flashed in front of Han Qing to personally stop him.

The corners of Han Qing's mouth hooked, and he said mockingly: "Heh, I am finally willing to show myself in person, I will never spare you this time."

Murong Bai's long sword was raised and stabbed at Han Qing, and the two immediately handed over short swords and long swords.

Murong Bai turned around and instructed his subordinates: "You leave a team, and the rest of the people capture the woman alive."

"Yes." The soldiers hurriedly chased after the Redsleeves who had fled from the boat.

"Don't come to harm, why haven't you seen Han Yuma weaken a lot in two months?" Fighting again, Murong Bai obviously felt that Han Qing's knife was not as sharp and flexible as before, and it seemed that he was holding on to make a move.

Murong Bai noticed that Han Qing was holding a knife in his left hand, which was not his usual hand, so his heart moved, and he specifically attacked Han Qing's right door.

Sure enough, Han Qing greeted him in a hurry, and took a few steps back one after another.

Han Qing said in his heart: It's not good, he noticed a flaw. He said: "Your grandfather's killing move hasn't been shown yet, look at the move."

Han Qing gritted his teeth, hooked a long sword on the ground on his toes, grabbed the long sword in his right hand, held the weapon in both hands, endured the pain in his chest and tore again, and violently attacked Murong Bai's death door.

Han Qing's move went straight to the door of his life, Murong Bai dodged left and right in embarrassment, seeing that Han Qing was more and more unable to exert his strength, he said in his heart: I'm afraid that Han Qing's strong crossbow is at the end.

Murong Bai's moves also became more and more aggressive, specializing in his right hand, Han Qing couldn't withstand his heavy blow, his right hand trembled more and more, and finally under his slash, the long sword in his right hand fell down the city wall.

Han Qing gasped with a pale face, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

Murong Bai took the long sword, pointed at Han Qing, who was struggling to support him with a single sword, and said, "Just grab it obediently."

"Dreaming!" Han Qing pulled the rope and jumped down the city pass.

Seeing that he couldn't beat him and wanted to escape, Murong Bai couldn't help but be anxious, and immediately grabbed the rope next to him and turned over to chase him.

The two supported only a rope and fought each other on the city wall.

Han Qing was chased anxiously, and said hatefully: "Murong Bai, if you don't stop, be careful that I want your life."

"Let's see if you have the ability to take it!" Murong Bai was not a vegetarian either, and fought back heavily.

"Hmph, then you can go to the sea and feed the fish." Han Qing's long eyes showed a fierce light, and he stepped close to Murong Bai, raising his hand to cut Murong Bai's rope with a knife.

Murong Bai immediately gave up the rope in his hand and grabbed Han Qing's rope by taking advantage of the situation.

The two of them were immediately like grasshoppers on a rope, Han Qing looked at the lower end of the rope, Murong Bai who was holding the rope dangerously, his thin lips hooked, and he sneered: "Why did General Mu just say that he was not afraid of death, what are you doing holding my rope here?"

"Hualang, you are ruthless, you really want to teach me to go into the sea to feed the fish?" Murong Bai looked up at Han Qing on the upper part of the rope and complained.

"My good Yulin, it's not that Hualang is ruthless, but that you are not interested, and you will let me go obediently, and you will not suffer from my sword."

Han Qing clamped the rope between his feet, turned down and slipped straight down, and hit Murong Bai head-on.

Because Murong Bai was in the lower section, he ate the city wall with his feet, and he struggled to deal with it.

The two were on a rope, fighting incessantly, and below them were the sails of the merchant ships.

Murong Bai had a plan in his heart, kicked the city wall under his feet, and with the power of the ripples, he simply cut the rope and grabbed the mast alone.

Han Qing saw that he boarded the merchant ship before himself, and he was anxious, so he also took advantage of the situation and swayed towards the mast.

Murong Bai didn't expect Han Qing to ignore the length of the rope and brave the huge gap, and he actually came towards the mast, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Han Qing's slender body, like a taut bow under the moonlit sky, catapulted towards the mast, but there was a large distance from the canvas, and Murong Bai's heart immediately tightened.

Han Qing narrowly grabbed the edge of the canvas, took advantage of the situation to turn over on the mast, looked at Murong Bai above, and said with a smug hook on the corner of his mouth: "It's not so simple to trap me on the rope."

Murong Bai breathed a sigh in his heart, and in an instant, his heart was full of anger, and he scolded hatefully: "Han Qing, you take yourself too seriously."

"Heh, I'm just the thing, I'm here to find trouble." Han Qing followed the mast under his feet, slid down to the ship's board, cut the mast with a short knife, and said unkindly.