The sun had sunk in the west, and it was darker in the mountains and forests.

Zhang Wunian climbed higher and higher in this mountain forest, walking faster and faster, and then he actually ran wildly, and for more than an hour, he didn't dare to stop and take a breath. Fleeing until dusk, I saw that I was already in the jungle of the high mountains and trees. Looking up again, you can vaguely see the silver on the top of the mountain, the snow that does not melt all year round.

He looked back to see if those 'righteous path' martial arts people were chasing after him. However, when he looked at it like this, he couldn't help but cry out bitterly, only to see that the forest behind him was full of bushes and branches that he had trampled on. Undoubtedly, this points the way to the person who is tracking. (He couldn't have imagined that the tracker behind him was looking for him in a variety of fantasy ways.) ）

At this moment, I faintly heard a wolf howl in front of me, which was very terrible and terrifying. Zhang Wunian continued to walk forward and came to a cliff to look at. I saw seven or eight big bad wolves on the opposite hillside raising their heads and howling at him with their teeth and claws, obviously wanting to eat him, but they couldn't come over from the place where he was standing across a bottomless canyon.

Facing the wolves and the cliff, Zhang Wunian's pupils shrank, and his heart pounded. He looked back again, and his brow jumped, and he saw two or three dark shadows slowly moving towards him under the hillside. At this time, they were still far away, and it seemed that these people were not walking fast, but it was expected that they must be running like the wind, and it seemed that it would not be long before they could catch up here.

Zhang Wunian settled down, his mind was full of thoughts, and finally made up his mind: "I'd rather divide the corpse of this hungry wolf and eat it!" than fall into the hands of these so-called 'righteous path' people and suffer from this group of wicked people!"

Although Zhang Wunian had a resolute thought in his heart, he kept running along the dense forest on the edge of the cliff slope. The grass in the woods was waist-high, and the branches were broken, and it hurt to hit the body.

He ran for a while, his heart was exhausted, and his legs were too tired to move. Although he had learned some kung fu from his grandfather and father, after all, his cultivation time was too little, and he was only a teenager. He burrowed into a clump of grass, picked up a sharp stone from the ground and held it in his hand, if the 'right' people found out where he was hiding. Then he committed suicide by hitting his temple with a sharp stone when he was biased!(For some special reasons, the Hongmeng Lou exercises were not taught to Zhang Wunian, and he would only have some introductory exercises of the Great Banner League.) ）

In the grass, Zhang Wunian tried hard to restrain his breathing, but his body was shivering, both because of the cold on the mountain, and because he felt scared. When he stopped, he could only hear the sound of insects chirping around, and Zhang Wunian's mind once again appeared in his mind when his parents killed themselves in front of him, and the tears flowed again. But he bit his lip tightly, and his mouth was full of blood, because this was the only way to keep himself from whimpering.

......

Wang Meng took Li Muyi to run between the mountains and forests and headed towards the mountain.

Li Mu rushed away, but he was thinking about why the fat man Shi Pan was so unbearable and gave his head under his sword. I thought about it again, how did Wang Meng track him? I couldn't help but think that my head hurt, and when this matter is over, I will find a time to ask him again.

It was very windy on the mountain, and the snow on the top of the mountain was sandwiched in the wind, and it was very cold. But it's nothing to those who practice martial arts.

The sun had set for the last time, sprinkled on the mountains and forests, reflecting half of the hillside in red.

There was a wolf howl in the mountain stream, and Li Mu raised his eyebrows, it has been so long, why haven't you found the honest boy who is thirteen or fourteen years old? Therefore, he spoke up again: "Are you mistaken......

Before he finished speaking, he was taken over by Wang Meng in front and said, "It's in front!

Li Muyi followed Wang Meng's voice, and his eyes were lucky. Suddenly, I saw two points of crystal light appear in the dark forest.

Sure enough, there was a vague and short figure near the cliff slope! Li Muyi couldn't help but be surprised again, he never knew what exercises Wang Meng had practiced to strengthen his eyesight, and how did he know that the honest boy of thirteen or fourteen years old was there?

Retracting his gaze and looking at the back in front of him, Li Mu had more and more question marks in his heart.

"This kid is also a fool, what's the use of running up the mountain? It's not a dead end! Waiting for Young Master Ben to catch turtles in the urn?" Wang Meng saw that the group of luck had stayed on the cliff slope in front of him for a while, and then continued to run towards the mountain, and couldn't help but sarcastically.

Wang Meng and Li Muyi accelerated again, and finally came to the edge of the cliff. Wang Meng looked up again to observe the Qi Luck Cluster, but found that the Qi Luck Regiment was not moving again. Looking further into the distance, there is the dense jungle.

The corners of Wang Meng's mouth turned up, and he understood everything in his heart, did this kid think that he couldn't find it if he hid in some grass and tree hole? Hehe, buddy, this tracking technology is unique in this world, and you can find it wherever you hide it!

Wang Meng pointed to Li Muyi at the lush jungle in front of him, and made a gesture that he was there.

Li Mu bowed his head slightly, indicating that he understood.

Wang Meng was careful again, not to startle the snake, and grabbed the gesture of the honest young man of thirteen or fourteen years old in one fell swoop.

This time, Li Muyi's face turned cold.

Wang Meng was bored with himself, and tiptoed towards the jungle over there.

......

Zhang Wunian, who was hiding in the grass, was secretly sad, but a gust of wind blew, and the wind brought a series of footsteps.

Zhang Wunian was immediately frightened, his whole body trembled even more fiercely, he raised his hand and wanted to put the sharp stone against his temple, but he didn't know that his hand trembled too much, and he threw the stone away at once.

Syllable!

The sharp stone fell on the stone beneath his feet with a crunching sound. The crunch was amplified in the silence of the jungle in an instant.

Zhang Wunian's face turned whiter, and his hands and feet became colder. I can't be caught! I won't betray my grandfather!

At that moment, a voice came from the front: "That boy, I know you're in front! Don't move! I have no ill will!"

If you don't have malicious intent, my parents don't have to die! Zhang Wunian, who was originally stiff all over, was aroused by this voice. He stood up at once, walked out of the forest, ran wildly, and ran straight towards the Wanzhang Canyon! At this time, Zhang Wunian was determined to die in his heart, and under the Wanzhang Mountain Cliff was the place he chose to bury his bones!

Wang Meng only saw a small figure startled, and ran straight to the cliff, and when he landed, he felt caught off guard, and then reacted and shouted: "Hey! Don't run around!

But Wang Meng's words made Zhang Wunian's speed faster!