The night was misty and the hills were silent.

"Do we take the initiative to find them, or do we stay here and wait slowly?" In the dark, the girl's voice was delicate and crisp, but it also implied murderous intent.

"Don't wait, just chase the crow in the direction it flew away, so that you can delay a little less time, and you can get rid of them sooner!" said the young man in black, and stood up suddenly, showing a look of impatience.

That direction seems to be the way we came, so it shouldn't be too hard to find. ”

The black-clothed young man didn't say anything more, his body moved, and he flew back along the way he came. The girl followed closely behind, and the two of them descended the hill one after the other, and galloped towards the west.

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In the night, in a barren meadow, six figures sat or stood in a fan shape, one of them was a man in black standing, and a black crow stood quietly on his shoulder.

"Once you've called back another night crow, you don't have to let it out!" said the man in the white shirt suddenly.

"What's wrong? I've spotted them on a hill. A meditating man in black suddenly opened his eyes and asked with a puzzled face.

The man in the white shirt sighed lightly and said, "The mission is over! The task of killing the prey will be completed by another group of people in our place, and those people have now left." The city lord told us to retreat without getting involved in the later operations. ”

"Who is taking our place?" a man in black asked, his tone visibly angry and dissatisfied.

"I don't know! Any decision made by the city lord is naturally reasonable, we just need to follow the order! What's more, there is a sword maniac on the other side, we can't deal with him alone, what's the use of staying! Rest in place for the night, and return tomorrow. After the man in the white shirt finished speaking, he let out a low sigh helplessly.

After listening to the man's words, the others did not say anything more, each let out a few sighs, and then fell silent again.

About half an hour later, several crows were heard in the night sky, and the cries were getting closer and closer from east to west.

Soon, a crow flew above the heads of the six people, and after flying around twice in mid-air, it slowly landed on the shoulder of a man in black who was meditating, combing his feathers.

After a while, in the silence, the two crows, as if frightened by something, suddenly let out an unusual scream, flapped their wings, and quickly flew over the shoulders of the two men in black into the night sky.

"There's a situation!" the two men in black let out a sharp shout at the same time, and suddenly jumped to their feet. The other four followed suit, standing in a wary circle and looking around.

"Who?" shouted the man in the white shirt, staring coldly to the east.

At the end of February, an inexplicable night breeze blew by, with a slight chill.

Two ghostly dark figures suddenly appeared in the sight of the white-shirted man, and gradually moved closer to the six people.

"It turns out that there are only six people chasing us, no, there are two crows!" As the figure approached, a delicate female voice suddenly sounded, it was a girl's voice, and there was a hint of disappointment in her tone.

Hearing the girl's words, the man in white snorted coldly: "Prepare for battle!"

Hearing this, the other five people quickly moved their figures, and together with the man in white shirt, they lined up in a semi-arc queue with a notch facing east, each holding a sword, staring at the two people who were slowly approaching.

Only three or four feet away from the man in white shirt, the girl in red and the boy in black stopped and silently looked at the six people opposite.

"Hmm...... Three late-stage dreamwalkers, two early-stage dreamers and one mid-stage dreamer, how can this be divided?Why don't you give me two dreamwalkers and the guy in white, and the remaining one dreamwalker and those two early-stage dreamers will give you okay?" The girl hesitated and thought for a moment, then turned her head to look at the black-clothed boy next to her.

"No!" the young man's reply was crisp and cold, and from the beginning, his gaze was firmly fixed on the man in the white shirt.

"No, no, you never knew how to make people, it's me or your sister!" the girl shouted angrily.

"I'll only kill the one who wears white, and everyone else will give it to you. ”

"Oh! It turns out that you don't even bother to kill the early dreamer now, it's too much!" the girl was overjoyed at first, and then felt that she was comparing, and felt very unhappy in her heart!

Listening to the two people on the other side unscrupulously discussing how to divide and kill the six of them, the expression on the white-shirted man's face changed and changed, but he held back his anger! He knew very well that the other party had that strength, especially the cold young man with the sword behind him!

Once a sword cultivator breaks through to the realm of sword madness, he immediately has the capital to be able to fight with the late-stage dream madness, just because of the sword qi that is extremely difficult to dodge. Although most sword maniacs could only emit one or two sword qi per day, because the speed at which the sword qi shot out was so fast, it was almost impossible for the dream cultivator to dodge before becoming the Dream King.

"You, forgive me! What we are doing on this trip is not for you, but for the sake of the other, and if it upsets you, we can retreat now, and promise not to bother you again! Besides, if you ask for anything, just ask, we still have a lot of spiritual fruit on us. In my opinion, if you can avoid killing, why do you have to wield a sword and dance a sword?" The man in white deliberately avoided the gaze of the black-clothed young man, and made a calm appearance with a smile in his words.

"Ah, I almost forgot if you didn't say it, who is the evil cultivator who sent you to hunt down and kill the boy, and where are you hiding now?" the girl suddenly slapped her forehead and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, the white-shirted man's body was suddenly stunned, and then the shock in his eyes disappeared for a moment, and he just said with a smile: "This girl may be mistaken, what we are doing is hired by others, but we don't know what you are talking about. ”

"Hmph! Don't try to deny it! When I catch a living mouth, there will be a way to know if you are lying. The girl sneered, unmoved by the man's words.

"Loyal to death!" the white-shirted man's face changed and he suddenly shouted! The other five shouted the same thing when they heard the man's words.

"What do they want?" asked the girl, her eyes wide and curious.

However, the young man in black stared at the man in white as if he had not heard of the girl's questioning.

Without the slightest warning, the six of them suddenly shot away in six different directions like scissors off the string.

The figure of the young man in black suddenly jumped out, like a cheetah that had been gathering momentum for a long time, and quickly chased in the direction of the man in white who had fled.

The girl blinked in place, flew up, and chased in the direction of a man in black who had fled.

In the night of the wasteland, the man in white ran desperately to the northwest, and he had no intention of fighting at all! In just a dozen breaths, the young man in black easily overtook him, turned around, and blocked the man's escape.

Seeing this, the man in white hurriedly raised his palm and suddenly handed it forward. Suddenly, more than a dozen sharp swords appeared out of thin air, flying straight towards the young man who was blocking the way. After using the "illusory dream", the man in the white shirt immediately turned his head and ran in the other direction without a pause.

The black-clothed young man did not move, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his right hand quickly grasped the hilt of the sword behind his back, and raised it to the sky.

In an instant, a cold light suddenly appeared, and several streams of light flew out. Looking at the more than ten sharp swords in front of Fei Xian, all of them fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared.

Raising his hand and thrust the sword behind his back, the black-clothed young man was as fast as the wind, and chased after the white-shirted man again. When he found that the man in white shirt was only trying to escape for his life and had no intention of fighting, the running young man suddenly picked up a sword finger and threw it forward, and a white sword qi shot out from his fingertips.

"Ah~!" the white-shirted man who was fleeing let out a cry of pain! his body suddenly froze, and his speed suddenly slowed down. The young man approached quickly, and just as he was about to be parallel to him, he drew his sword sideways, and the cold blade slashed along the man's neck.

"It's boring!" the black-clothed young man glanced coldly at the man in white who had fallen to the ground and died, and then identified a direction and flew away.

In another place, the girl jumped high and jumped high, and when her figure and the man in black intertwined in mid-air, a scarlet light flashed, and the man fell vertically from the air to the ground.

"The battle of the same rank is really boring!" the girl landed steadily on the ground, brandished and put away the sword in her hand, and muttered in a low voice.

Not far away, the young man in black stood there quietly, silent.

"I don't want to chase those three dreamwalkers, I'm not interested at all, and those three people shouldn't have the guts to bother us anymore. Even if they are smart, they chose to scatter and escape. The girl walked up to the black-clothed boy and sighed and complained.

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The dark clouds lifted, and a round of silver-hooked crescent moon appeared lonely again.

Under the cold moonlight, Bian Yao shook his head, and it was really helpless to walk in the dark, so he stopped and stopped. From time to time, I prayed for the sister and brother, praying that they would live to catch up with him.

"It's none of my business if I really want to die! I didn't let them go!" Bian Yao suddenly sat down on the ground, lay back on the ground, and muttered to himself.

"What are you grunting, dead boy!" a pleasant voice exploded in Bian Yao's ears in the open field.

Hearing this familiar business, Bian Yao couldn't help but feel excited, sat up suddenly, turned his head to look at him, and two figures happened to rush to him, bringing a cheerful wind.

"Catching up so soon, it can't be a ghost!"

"Bad mouth! will talk nonsense!" the girl shook her hand mercilessly and slapped it on the top of Bian Yao's head.

"Wow~! The female ghost is beating someone!" the joking voice sounded again.

The moonlight is like a white veil, sprinkling the boundless wasteland, and three figures strolling on it, their steps brisk and comfortable.