The daughter of the Xie family doesn't like red clothes and loves arms.

Xie Nanjin has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and the swordsmanship is even more expensive for the Xie family to hire masters from the Northern and Southern Dynasties to teach and learn carefully.

Although she is a girl, she is better at wielding a sword than the general in the barracks.

She pursued the followers of the Flower God Cult until she infiltrated the depths of the mountains alone.

She looked up.

The pitch-black boulder was built into the palace and was inscribed "Flower Temple".

The rows of palace lamps under the eaves are as white as snow, depicting camellia patterns, gently swaying in the mountain wind, and burning wax even in the daytime, as if mourning someone.

As she came with her sword, countless white-clothed men with bows and arrows quietly appeared in all directions.

It turned out that the white-clothed believer who had just fled was just leading her into a trap.

The old man at the head smiled: "Miss Xie is late. Fortunately, the auspicious time for the sacrifice was not missed. ”

Xie Nanjin pulled a sword flower, neatly took a fresh and delicate white camellia from the flowers around her, she took the camellia from the tip of the sword, put it under the tip of her nose and sniffed it lightly.

Fragrant.

She smiled, and her apricot eyes were bright when she raised her eyes: "Since it is a mortal situation, can you tell me, who is the person behind you?" ”

The old man did not answer, but glanced at the mountains in the distance.

Xie Nanjin looked.

Distant mountains.

There is an octagonal pavilion built in the mountain, and the figure sitting in the pavilion eating tea can vaguely see that it is a tall and elegant woman.

It's a pity that the clouds and mist are faint, and I can't really see her face.

The old man raised his hand and asked, "Miss Xie, please enter the hall." ”

Xie Nanjin threw the white camellia to the ground and moved his neck neatly: "This girl is getting married today, let's solve it quickly, don't miss my auspicious time." ”

The old man was stunned, and then reminded with a smile: "Is Miss Xie confused?" Can't you understand the current situation? Today is the time of your death, not your marriage. ”

"It's you who are confused."

Xie Nanjin whistled.

The shadows of the trees in the distance.

However, in an instant, countless green-clothed hidden guards came and surrounded the Flower God Temple.

The guards spread out a path.

Lang Jun, who is dressed in white and wins the snow, holds the Buddha beads in his hand, as if he is late.

Lang Jun's hair side is woven into a red hair rope with faded and old hair, and the Yingluo hangs down with the ink hair, which is more elegant and graceful, like a red crane.

He stared at the old man with a smile: "There was nothing to be found on the night of the Flower God Festival, and the subsequent investigation ended without a problem." Today is a good day. ”

There was a hint of panic on the old man's face.

Obviously, they didn't expect that the mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches were behind, Xie Nanjin and Xiao Heng actually saw through their plan in advance, and even arranged this hand!

But how did they find out?

Xie Nanjin raised his chin: "If you lose, you will be defeated by Bai Dongzhu." If it weren't for her unauthorized use of snake venom to arouse Xiao Jungong's vigilance, we wouldn't have thought of using her to lure you into the bait. ”

The old man swallowed.

There are hidden guards everywhere, and they are all masters......

Compared to these well-trained guards, they are nothing more than a rabble!

You can't beat it......

He took two steps back without moving.

Xiao Heng saw through his careful thoughts of wanting to escape at a glance, and lightly ordered: "Do it." ”

The wind is blowing.

Countless cold lights flashed, and the hidden guards immediately dispatched.

Faced with the opportunity to show his strength, Xie Nanjin couldn't hold back his killing intent, and looked at Xiao Heng expectantly: "Leave this group of people to me, and the county prince will do more important things, right?" ”

Xiao Heng looked at the gazebo in the distance.

The murderer behind the scenes is still sitting in the pavilion, and is even leisurely boiling water and making tea.

He twisted the beads and strode towards the distant mountain.

……

"Hiss......"

Mountain trails.

Bae Do-joo fell to the ground in pain.

Obviously, he was walking in the direction of Jiankang City, but somehow he was getting more and more deviant, surrounded by barren grass and thorns, hooking the light gauze skirt out of holes, and the white and tender skin was also scarred.

Pei Daozhu sat in the grass and couldn't help but take off his clogs.

She boasted that she could endure hardships, but she couldn't walk the mountain road in the end, and her feet were blistered by the clogs, and it hurt badly when she touched it.

She looked around, and there were mountains and rivers everywhere, and she couldn't tell the way down the mountain.

The people of the Flower God Sect may be hiding in the mountains, and the danger that is coming at any time makes Pei Daozhu dare not pick the squeamishness at this time, so he has to grit his teeth and stand up, and use his strength to continue walking.

She didn't know how long she walked, but she heard a faint sound of rustling in the distance.

She stood on tiptoe and looked quietly, through the overgrown wild grass, the white-clothed Lang Jun swept lightly across the treetops, heading towards the top of the mountain.

"Xiao Heng?"

Pei Daozhu was stunned, and then he was ecstatic, waving his hand and shouting as if he had been amnestied: "Ninth Master!" ”

This dog man is very unreliable in his arrogance on weekdays, but she didn't expect it to become her lifesaver today!

Xiao Heng stopped on a pine tree and glanced at Pei Daozhu.

The girl who was supposed to be waiting for a wedding wine in Lufu didn't know why she appeared in the wilderness, her skirt was hooked into rags, her face was unkempt, and she was very embarrassed.

He looked in the direction of the mountain pavilion from afar.

The woman's maidservant was packing up the utensils for making tea, apparently preparing to leave.

Miss today, I don't know when I'll catch her.

He wanted to know what kind of forces were hidden behind the Flower God Sect, and he wanted to know what kind of relationship the Flower God Sect had with the slaughter of Xihai City in the past twenty years, and all this, it seemed that only the woman in the mountain pavilion could answer him.

Xiao Heng's eyes were dark.

In just a split second, the decision was made.

He didn't have time to care why Pei Daozhu appeared here, and continued to chase in the direction of the mountain pavilion.

Pei Daozhu stomped his feet in annoyance: "Xiao Heng, hmm-"

A rough and dirty palm struck from behind and suddenly covered Pei Daozhu's mouth and nose.

The girl was caught off guard.

She struggled desperately, lifting her foot to step on the instep of the other's foot, but was quickly dodged.

In the face of absolute power, all struggles are in vain.

"Goddess, Goddess ......"

The old and crazy white-clothed believer, with a look of madness and greed on his face, salivated and muttered, dragging Pei Daozhu into the depths of the barren grass.

Pei Daozhu resisted in vain, and watched Xiao Heng go away.

Danfeng's eyes widened.

Two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks.

I have long known that the king's heart is like iron.

But I don't know how cruel it can be.

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