Under the dark night, a black figure quickly shuttled through the mountain road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info zooms in closely, and it is the drunken guest who is galloping with Liuyun on horseback.

Liuyun rode on the horse's back, his legs tightly clamped between the horse's sides, trying to keep it steady. There is no way, who let the stirrups and reins be in the hands of the guy in front, and he doesn't want to hug an uncle who is full of alcohol, so he can only roll his eyes, and he will get off.

The cold night wind fluttered in Liuyun's ears, and he subconsciously tightened the small glass in his arms. Before, he was afraid that she would fall upside down, so Liuyun took her off his neck and put her in his arms. At the moment, it seems that it is really a wise choice, God knows what kind of madness that drunk is going to soar so fast.

Liuyun followed the drunken man suspiciously, and they galloped for a few miles, and then walked around the hills and forests. During this period, Liuyun asked about the final destination many times, but was perfunctory by the drunken donkey's lips and horses' mouths. Liuyun was also extremely helpless, why did he get dazed at first, and accidentally got on the "thief ship". It's too late to regret it now, so I can only take one step at a time.

Just as Liuyun was silently following with a depressed face, the chaotic voices in the distant forest caught his attention.

Could this be the drunkard's so-called "friend"?, Liuyun guessed in his heart.

As if to confirm Liuyun's speculation, the drunken man shook his body and accelerated towards the source after hearing those voices. Seeing this, Liuyun didn't say much, and followed closely.

Pushing aside the trees one after another, Liuyun finally saw the scene in front of him clearly. I saw a small cottage located halfway up the mountain.

Around, round solid wood is closely arranged and deeply rooted in the ground, forming a layer of solid protection. In the middle is a rough gate, about two feet high, also made of solid wood. The wide forehead is engraved with the three big characters of "Black Eagle Village", which shows the edge, and there is a faint killing atmosphere.

Looking at the village in front of him, Liuyun somewhat understood that this drunken guest was here to serve people's nests. But how did he find this place? Although it was not too far from the caravan camp, it was nearly ten miles away, and it was covered with mountains and forests, and it was located in such a remote place that ordinary people could not find it at all. Could it be based on horseshoe prints and footprints? Why didn't you observe it?

The strange look in Liuyun's eyes was even more strange, and he kept scanning up and down at the drunken guest a few steps away, trying to find out why. However, it is in vain for him to rack his brains, because the drunken guest uses a very peculiar tracking method, relying on smell, more accurately, relying on his sense of smell.

During the day, when he fought the three of them, the drunkard had sprayed a layer of alcohol on his sword, and his soft sword was so special that it would become sticky when it was stained with alcohol. When a drink in this state comes into contact with a warm liquid like blood, it blends into it and emits a unique smell.

This smell is very thin but can remain for a while, and it is difficult for ordinary people to detect, even if a master with a keen sense like Liuyun does not ignore the past. Only the drunkard himself can identify the peculiar smell and follow it to track the target.

And his behavior of only injuring and not killing during the day is precisely with the idea of casting a long line to catch big fish. The choice of acting at night is to facilitate concealment. As for bringing the clouds, it was purely a whim.

No matter what thoughts Liuyun and the drunken guest had, the four night watchmen at the gate of the village looked at the comer with a little nervousness in vigilance. The serious injuries of the big boss make them like frightened birds at the moment, and they will be suspicious at the slightest breeze, let alone the two big people.

Two of them had participated in daytime operations, and the sky had not been clear before, but as the clouds and drunkards quickly approached, the firelight illuminated the silhouettes of the comers, and aroused the fear in their hearts: these two men, one was a strong man who could fight against ten, and the other was the culprit who had wreaked havoc on their great boss.

Before the two mountain bandits could rattle their bells to warn, a sharp white light suddenly appeared in front of them, and the two of them wanted to shout in panic, but they were afraid to find that they could only spit out some blood foam. A chill crept through the gap between their necks, and they tried to cover their leaky throats, but as soon as their hands reached mid-air, consciousness left them. Before they fell to the ground, they saw two other people who also had blood lines on their necks.

The drunken man quickly dealt with the four people in front of him, and without saying anything to Liuyun, he stepped on his feet and lightly crossed the wooden wall, and his movements were smooth, not at all like a drunken person.

Liuyun glanced at the four of them with a complicated expression, and then placed Xiaoli and told her not to run around, and then chased after her.

Along the way, Liuyun not only saw the corpses of mountain bandits on the ground, but also saw scenes of hell on earth. Randomly discarded bones in the pits, scrawny slaves in unclothed clothes, women with empty eyes... All of this had a violent impact on his soul, and the already turbulent heart lake now set off a monstrous wave, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and the dust was flying, but it was Liuyun who slammed into the ground with a punch. Traces of blood trickled down between his fingers, staining the ground red. The blood was not injured by the bombardment of the ground, but by the deep penetration of the fingernails into the flesh of the palms.

"What I sympathize with and struggle with is such a bunch of beasts that are inferior to pigs and dogs?"

"Ridiculous! It's ridiculous!!ahahaha

Crazy laughter echoed in the night sky, and Liuyun fell to his knees and looked up to the sky laughing. The crystal oozing from the corners of his eyes is sad and indignant, and even more self-deprecating.

The mirror is dusty, not stained with dust, and the heart is like...

As soon as the nameless scripture in his mind appeared, he was rudely cut off by Liuyun, and he smiled foolishly: "Hahaha, calm down? I'm very calm now!Hahaha, hahaha..."

As he himself said, Liuyun did feel that the whole person was very quiet. Originally, he also thought that he should be angry, but now he felt cold, like a cold body.

However, if he is so calm, what is the irrepressible restlessness in his chest? What is the trembling that swells all over his body? Liuyun didn't know, but he knew one thing, that is, if he didn't do something, he would be overwhelmed by these emotions that had nowhere to vent.

At this time, there was a clanging fight in the distance, and the flowing red eyes looked at it, and then galloped away...

......

Not long before Liuyun and the drunken guest broke in, in the hall of the cottage, a strong man with gauze wrapped around his arms and eyes was wantonly destroying the things around him. Broken wooden chairs, broken vases, and messy tiger skins are all his "masterpieces". And beside him stood two people, both of whom were separated from him by some distance to avoid being affected by him.

"Ahh!!h

"How are you going to take revenge, big boss? That caravan is not just a drunkard. There was a slight skepticism in the gentle words.

"Do you even dare to contradict me?ah?scholar!!" the lone owl roared forward.

The scholar said "don't dare", but there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

"Damn! Whether it's a drunkard or that caravan, I want them to die without a place to bury!No, I want them to be tortured, and life is better than death!!"

Since his injuries stabilized slightly, Duxiao has always been like this, and everyone else in the village avoided it, except for the scholar and the wild duck.

The scholar glanced at this scene indifferently and didn't pay any more attention. He turned his head to look at the duck, who also happened to look at him, and the two of them looked at each other for a moment, both understanding something, and then they paced away at the same time.

When he heard the footsteps, he said, "Who allowed you to leave?

"Hehe, don't you know that you are dying?"

"It's such a reckless man, and he's still in charge, I'm sorry. The hoarse voice was full of ridicule, these were the words of the wild duck.

"What?!, you dare to rebel?" said the Duhu with anger.

"Why don't you dare?" do you think you are still the unscrupulous boss of Black Eagle Village?" the scholar asked rhetorically, and as he spoke, he glanced at the lone owl contemptuously, and said, "Now you are just a waste." ”

Duxiao trembled with anger and filled his chest with indignation, and he pointed at the two of them with his broken arm, and asked loudly: "You, you, how have I ever been wronged, why!!, why !!?"

The wild duck shuddered when he heard this, and his steps froze. But the scholar hurried forward without heeding. He came to the lone owl who couldn't help retreating, and spread his folding fan. The sharp blade slashed across a graceful trajectory, splashing a little bit of blood.

"Why?" muttered the lone owl unwillingly.

"The position of the leader is only occupied by the capable. The scholar whispered in his ear.

After hearing this, the burly body fell to the ground with a bang. If it weren't for the fact that he had lost his sight, I am afraid that he would definitely not be blind at this time. didn't die at the hands of a drunken guest, but was killed by someone he trusted, and no one would be willing to change it. But he had no chance, so he could only end up with a stomach full of resentment.

Seeing this scene, the wild duck frowned slightly, and there was one less domineering person above his head, and he should have cheered, but he always felt a little empty in his heart, why was this?

The scholar was extremely excited at the moment, and he had endured humiliation for a long time and succumbed to it, wasn't he just waiting for this moment? In terms of martial arts, he was not much inferior to him, and in terms of knowledge, he was even more different from himself. Why, he is the big boss, and he can only be the second child, he is not convinced. Now that he has finally been promoted, the depression in his heart was suddenly swept away, and he seemed to foresee the wonderful picture of his future scolding Fang Xuan.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside. The scholar's face sank, and he was very dissatisfied that someone interrupted his dream. However, he can't ignore it, after all, he is now a "big boss", and this is also a good opportunity to stand up. After a moment's thought, he summoned the ducks to go with him.