Li Mengzhou looked at Taijing.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Images came to his mind, blurry but real.

The faces that were about to be forgotten gradually became clearer.

His mood was unstable, but it was only temporary, and he quickly regained his composure.

Exhaling, Li Mengzhou raised the drunken dream sword in his hand and said, "So, you don't know this sword. ”

Tang Taijing shook his head and said, "Why do I need to know this sword?"

Li Mengzhou lowered his head and stopped talking.

......

There is silence in this mountain forest outside the Jialan Temple.

Not so long ago, it wasn't quiet at all.

The mountain road was littered with corpses, and the traces of extreme combat were obvious.

Tang Taijing pondered for a moment, looked up at Li Mengzhou, and said: "I believe that many people in the capital will be interested in your identity, but after all, the events of the year have passed, and I don't want to be involved anymore, whether you want revenge, or have other purposes, and how you found out about me, I can ignore these, I just want to end this matter." ”

Li Mengzhou smiled: "You want to kill me?"

Tang Taijing nodded and said: "There is a relationship between cause and effect, it is understandable that you come to kill me, and I just want to have peace if I kill you again, although I don't want to kill you, but you must die." ”

The wind and waves on the rivers and lakes are very strong, no matter whether you are a disciple of the mountain sect or a powerful person sitting in the temple, you may capsize in the gutter.

If Li Mengzhou's strength is stronger, Taijing will die today.

He knows this all too well.

Nothing matters, and there is only one concern for Taijing, and that is the safety of his family.

Li Mengzhou's appearance can be regarded as a turning point in his life.

If you want to keep your wife and son through this life smoothly, Li Mengzhou must die.

Just as the young man was about to make a move, a quiet voice sounded in the vast white snow in the mountains.

"The cause that was sown in the past must be accepted by the fruit of the present. ”

Taijing and the young man frowned slightly.

Li Mengzhou's face also showed a trace of astonishment, and he turned his head to look.

There should be no one else, but an unfamiliar voice appeared, which surprised them all.

A fluttering figure in white came with an umbrella and stepped on the snow, the pure white snowflakes reflected her pure figure, and the mist formed a gauze curtain on her face, making her more and more ethereal, like a mortal fairy.

For Li Mengzhou, this is a very strange woman.

Tang Taijing and the young man obviously didn't recognize each other either, and there was a look of doubt on their faces.

But Tai Jing thought differently, he looked at Li Mengzhou, and said softly: "You really have a helper, since you want to kill me, you can't do it alone, this relieves a trace of confusion in my heart." After all, your performance in the capital city can't be a reckless fool, how can you let yourself fall into a dead end. ”

Li Mengzhou could only smile bitterly.

Tai Jing's idea is not wrong, anyone who wants to kill a royal historian, and this imperial historian has a master guard by his side, it is impossible to just go alone, or even bring some bandits who are not on the stage.

But Li Mengzhou really didn't think of this before, it was his poor consideration.

He didn't know who the girl holding the umbrella was here.

Tang Taijing recognized this, so he didn't want to talk more nonsense, anyway, he had already said what he should say, even if there was one more person, it was just one more death.

He nodded at the young man.

Young men will understand.

Li Mengzhou was already mortal, so the young man's primary target was not him, but walked straight towards the girl with the umbrella.

Although the young man was seriously injured after suffering from Li Mengzhou's supreme sword, he was a monk at the peak of Chengyi's artistic conception after all, and even if he was injured, he could still easily kill the monk in the upper realm of Chengyi.

And in his perception, the girl with the umbrella is just a promise to the upper realm.

The young man looked at the girl with the umbrella and said, "If you hide in the shadows, you will not die." ”

The girl in white with an umbrella looks cold, not like a girl, but only because of her temperament, it can be seen that she is not very old, but she gives people a very stable and mature and introverted feeling.

She is a girl, but she is not such an ignorant little girl.

The woman in white didn't stop, but her quiet voice came slowly, and she was as ethereal as the snow in the sky, and said with a slight mockery: "I can kill you with a sword." ”

Li Mengzhou's face had a hint of astonishment, just looking at the appearance of the woman in white, he would feel that this was a very cold and unsmiling girl, but he didn't expect the words to come out, but there was a sense of arrogance.

The young man was obviously deceived by the appearance of the woman in white, so there was also a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he said with a slight anger: "It's just a cultivator who is only willing to reach the upper realm, even if I am injured, it will be easy to kill you." ”

The woman in white raised the umbrella slightly, first glanced at Li Mengzhou, and then put her eyes on the young man's body, and said: "The dignified peak monk of Chengyi Realm, the strongest under the four realms, but was injured by a young man who had just broken into the lower realm of Chengyi, you have no confidence when you say this. ”

The woman in white obviously didn't just appear, but she should have witnessed a lot of what happened here just now.

When the young man heard this, he was even more annoyed, this was undoubtedly a lifelong shame, and he couldn't help glaring at Li Mengzhou viciously.

Li Mengzhou ignored it, just stared at the woman in white.

I saw the woman in white slowly put away the umbrella, and then slowly tied it to her body, behind her back, the hilt of the sword in her left hand was handed to her right hand, and she held it gently, and with a friction sound, the sword was slowly pulled out by her.

Without the cover of the umbrella, the full appearance of the woman in white can finally be seen, a green silk like a waterfall, soft and elegant, tied by a white ribbon behind the head, a few slightly naughty strands of hair escaped the shackles of the ribbon, fluttering with the wind on both sides of the forehead.

The face is peerless, the demeanor is tranquil, quite from the noble school that everyone's daughter does not touch the spring water, and it is like a fairy who came out of the painting.

The only fly in the ointment may be that she speaks.

With her temperament is full of subtle disobedience.

As if provoking the young man, she hooked her fingers at the other party and said lightly: "Waste wood, I allow you to draw the sword first." ”

The young man's face flushed with shame, and he strode forward, his sword already piercing.

The woman in white stood there very indifferently, as if she didn't look down on the sword stabbed out angrily by a peak monk of the Cheng Realm.

At the moment when the sword came to life.

She only turned sideways slightly, tilted her head slightly, and just dodged the young man's sword.

The sword is fierce.

Blowing the sides of the cheeks of the woman in white

hair, but other than that, the sword seems useless.

The young man's face was full of disbelief.

At the moment of misalignment, he suddenly changed the sword style to a sweep, and directly took the snow-white and delicate neck of the woman in white.

This sword rose with intention, full of sword intent, without any condensation.

But the woman in white still behaved indifferently, her feet moved horizontally, the long sword was thrown out, and a whirlwind rolled up, pushing her body to slide out more than ten steps in an instant.

The woman in white exhaled lightly, the white mist was shrouded, she lifted the crooked umbrella behind her, and said, "You have already made two swords, it's time for me to take out the sword." ”

As soon as the words fell.

Sure enough, her sword had slashed out.

A sword over the head.

The crown on the young man's head fell, a large amount of hair was cut off, and a chill ran through his head, making his body stiffen slightly, and he looked at the woman in white opposite in horror.

"Isn't your cultivation a promise to the upper realm?!"

The woman in white admitted: "You are the pinnacle of the artistic conception, and you are the strongest under the four realms, and I have entered the void." ”

This sentence gave the young man an even greater shock.

Because the woman in white is very young, at most in her twenties, there may not be many people who have advanced to the realm of Wuzhang at such an age, but there are also a few, which represents her extremely high cultivation qualifications.

Among the people who have counted, he can be sure that there is absolutely no such person, at least not in Jiang Country.

"When did a great cultivator like you appear in Langya City?!"

The young man's body trembled, and he felt fear.

This is a great gaffe.

is very different from the appearance when facing Li Mengzhou.

The woman in white said patiently: "I am not from Langya City, nor am I from Jiang Guo. ”

After a brief explanation, the woman in white slashed out another sword.

But the young man did not dodge, nor did he make any move, because he could not and could not do it.

He could only watch with a look of fear at the demeanor of the sword.

The sword aura is like a rainbow.

Piercing the chest through the body.

Blood stained the snow red, and the young man fell to the ground.

Li Mengzhou and Taijing were stunned.

......

The woman in white ignored the young man who was lying on the ground and his body was getting cold, her eyes crossed Li Mengzhou, and looked at the Taijing who was in absolute shock, and she said faintly: "I have something I want to ask you, but it's not appropriate here. ”

Taijing has not yet reacted.

He only felt that his body was light, and he was dragged away by the woman in white like a chicken, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Li Mengzhou looked at this scene in amazement, and stood in place in a daze, without moving for a long time.

He quickly came back to his senses, with some eagerness in his heart.

He hadn't forgotten what his purpose was, and he didn't know where a woman came out of nowhere, directly killed the young man, and robbed him again, causing his head to be like paste for a moment, but he clearly understood that Taijing couldn't just be taken away by the woman in white.

So he no longer cared about the corpses lying here, endured the stinging pain on his body, and chased in the direction where the woman in white had left.

And not long after, the lady of the horse-drawn carriage, who was lying quietly in a coma, woke up leisurely.