"Aunt May. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info "Wan Wan doesn't have to look back, she knows who is coming."

The silver-haired woman who appeared behind Wan Wan in a strange way was none other than the silver witch, Dan Mei, one of the four charms under Zhu Yuyan, the leader of the Yin Sect.

This time it is naturally impossible to rely on Wan Wan alone, and another extremely key figure is Danmei. According to Wan Wan's original plan, after the previous layout, Wang Chan rescued her as the first step, and then Dan Mei appeared, deliberately saying that she had taken a fancy to Wan Wan's physique and wanted to forcibly take her away and admit her to entry, so as to further dispel Wang Chan's suspicion of her.

It's a pity that from the very beginning, Wang Chan had already seen through their deception.

Dan Meimu was expressionless, and said: "This person's martial arts are unfathomable, and he seems to have sensed my existence. ”

The silver witch's voice was hoarse and low, and it was very uncomfortable to listen to, but Wan Wan had been used to it since she was a child, and she saw the corners of her mouth slightly curved, and said with a shallow smile: "Whether it is martial arts, mentality, means or courage, they are the best among the men I have seen over the years." ”

"Aunt May. Wan Wan suddenly sighed faintly, and then spoke. "I really can't kill a man like this. ”

"According to what you mean, we already pay enough attention to him, but we still underestimate him. ”

Dan Mei's brows furrowed tightly, and she spoke: "Then according to what Wan'er said, wouldn't it be difficult to get rid of him in the future? The secret of Yang Gong's treasure house is still on him. ”

Martial arts, mentality, means, and courage, no matter which one is top-notch, it will definitely be able to occupy a place in this heaven and earth, not to mention the culmination of the four, no wonder Danmei has this question.

"Aunt Mei rest assured, there are people in this world who are difficult to kill, but there will never be people who cannot be killed. Wan Wan stood on the cliff, looked at the sky in the distance, and chuckled softly.

After a moment of silence, she slowly withdrew her gaze, and suddenly asked, "Can't you find out the whereabouts of those two boys?"

"It's also a strange thing, these two guys seem to have disappeared from the world out of thin air. Danmei said.

Wan Wan pondered for a while, the smile on her face retracted, and she said: "The people who know the whereabouts of Yang Gong's treasure house, there are not only three of them in this world, it seems that we still have to start with its designer Lu Miaozi, and inform Bian Bu to go to the designated place to meet." ”

"Yes. ”

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After separating from Wan Wan, Wang Chan began to go north, and no one knew where he was going, perhaps he himself did not know.

When they parted, the sky was full of stars.

At this time, the remnants of the stars are about to converge, the moon is dim, and the sky is about to break.

When Wang Chan came to a small village, he saw grass and trees growing up, and it was obvious that it had already been deserted. You can imagine how peaceful and peaceful this village used to be, everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the chickens and dogs barked, but now it has ended up in such a ruined situation, and the war is so cruel.

At this time, he seemed to feel something, looked up at the sky, and suddenly whispered, "It seems that there will be another heavy rain." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that dark clouds suddenly gathered in the northeast of the sky, and the sky that should have revealed the dawn was even darker than just now because the dark clouds covered the sky.

Suddenly, the lightning flashed, and the thunder followed the raindrops of beans, which became a torrential rain in an instant.

Wang Chan didn't use his true qi to resist, and the rain soon wet his upright green shirt.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he walked slowly to the nearest room.

The house was broken and peeling, and the wooden door was opened.

This house is divided into three entrances, connected by two patios, and the furniture is readily available, although it is simple but not broken, but it is surrounded by dusty cobwebs, a desolate scene.

After entering the house, Wang Chan closed the door lightly and pushed open the dilapidated windows, allowing fresh air from outside to pour into the house to drive away the stuffy air left in the house.

The electric roar and the heavy rain - all kinds of sounds hit the tiles, canopies, screens, patios and streets of the houses, and the cold air invaded the body.

At dawn, the chill hurts the most.

Wang Chan slowly closed his eyes, and the situation of the whole village came to his mind one by one, the raindrops falling rapidly, the tiles jumping with the raindrops, and the wildflower that was about to die at any time in the wind and rain......

Everything is so clear, at this time Wang Chan seems to be integrated with this heaven and earth, he is the wind, he is the rain, and at the same time he is also a crumbling broken house, muddy and splashed streets......

At this moment, in the large ensemble of the sound of rain, there was suddenly a dense sound of horses' hooves.

More than a dozen rode into the village in the rain.

A bolt of lightning pierced the westerly sky above the village, and then the sky turned white and thundered.

The dozen or so knights stopped but did not dismount, as if waiting for someone.

Wang Chan, who was sitting in the dilapidated house, could clearly see every face of these dozen people, violent, anxious, and uneasy......

At this time, there was another hoof sound at the entrance of the village at the other end, and it was a lonely man who rode slowly in the rain to the earlier dozen or so horses.

The sound of the sword unsheathed rang out in a series of sounds.

The person who came was not the friend of the more than ten riders.

Among the dozen or so horsemen, one of them shouted loudly: "Amorous son, you really have the courage and knowledge, and you dare to come to our Qingjiang faction even if you know that you will die, admire and admire." ”

The other person turned out to be the amorous son Hou Xibai, which was a bit unexpected by Wang Chan.

At this time, there was a sudden silence outside, and it was apparently that Hou Xibelma stopped.

A clear and loud male voice sounded: "Don't talk nonsense, where is Chen Buyun." ”

One person responded: "Young Master Ben is here, Hou Xibai, you killed my two sworn brothers, and I want you to pay for your blood debt today!"

The thunderstorm was endless, and the sound of a healthy horse neighing was heard in the middle of the lightning flash.

The lightning flashed, illuminating the dim hut, if someone was in the house at this time, seeing Wang Chan's situation at the moment would be shocked and inexplicable, the person was obviously in front of him, but it was as if it did not exist, and the whole person seemed to have already been fused into the darkness around him.

And outside, on the street.

I saw Hou Xibai looking up to the sky and laughing, even if the thunderstorm resounded, it couldn't hide his slightest edge.

The laughter stopped.

Hou Xibai said calmly: "Your blood debt needs to be repaid, but who will pay them back the innocence and dignity of other people's daughters, killing your two lewd brothers is just doing the right thing for heaven, now it's your turn, whoever dares to stop me will die!"

The roar of hooves indicates that both sides are rushing towards each other.

More than a dozen horses galloped the waterlogged streets, and just as the two sides were about to collide, a thick thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky.

Rumble!

This thunderbolt was impartial, and it hit the middle of both sides.

A burst of people turned on their backs, and in the rain and wind, Hou Xibai suddenly saw a figure, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his eyes were full of horror. (To be continued.) )