The caravan that had already embarked on the return journey a few days ago had already entered the Yuanzhou territory yesterday, and the caravan steward was listening to Lin Manliu's opinion, trying not to avoid conflicts with the disciples of the Wind and Snow Grand View Tower.

As a result, the day before yesterday, I don't know who suddenly mentioned that there were still strong horses from the bandits at the Yuezhou River Crossing Station, and the man surnamed Ruan shouted that the two companions and the caravan steward took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the post station to get the horses back.

At first, the steward of the caravan was afraid of the advice of the short-shirted boys, and planned to refuse their request, but when the caravan men agreed that there was no problem, they gave up, and let the three men go to the Yuezhou River Crossing Post to collect the horses and then join the caravan.

In the early morning of April 3, a three-person team that had been traveling for two days and one night arrived at the edge of Yuezhou City and successfully boarded a passenger boat to cross the river.

"If I knew this, I should have called the steward to come together, I'm afraid of this, I'm afraid of that," Ruan Laosan said proudly when he saw that he crossed the river safely.

"Yes, are you worried about those people who are about to go to the sky, how can they care about us people," and then the man next to him chimed in.

"Oh, I didn't see that we were all bright in the head when we went out this time," the last man said with a smile.

The three of them praised each other like this, and what they didn't notice was that the gray-robed men with swords in front of and behind the ferry had already looked at each other, and then continued to look after the ferry.

Just after the three of them got off the boat, they walked towards the river crossing post station with broad steps that did not belong to the identity of the three of them at all, and the two sword-hugging men followed them into the post station together, and the post station Xiao Er confirmed that the three of them were indeed here to collect the horses that they had already designated for a long time, and then exited the stable and looked at the gray-robed sword-hugging man waiting outside the door.

But after the three of them looked at each other for a moment, the man standing by the left-hand door waved his arm, and in an instant, he drew his sword out of its sheath and walked into the stable, and directly pierced the beam of the stable.

The sound of the beams and pillars shattering was heard, and the frightened horses in the stables let out a roar, as if most of the horses were frightened, and were frantically pounding against the fence and the stable walls, as the three caravan men had seen.

Ruan Laosan, who was the leader, fell directly to the ground and watched, the horses in the stables on both sides were roaring, wailing, and crashing against the guardrail, as if they wanted to break the guardrail and trample the three of them to death.

"If you don't want to die, tell me honestly, what did you do in Yuezhou City last month" A cold voice came from behind the caravan men.

"Great hero... I don't know... The little one is to lead the horses" Ruan Laosan was the first to speak, turned around and whispered to the gray-robed man at the door.

"Think about it, the person who did it shouldn't be you, who killed my disciple of Fengxue Daguanlou!" The gray-robed man's voice became stern, and he thrust his scabbard straight into the dirt by the stable door, making a thud into the ground.

"I remembered the hero, a woman in blue and a young man in a short shirt who went to Hangzhou with us, and the two of them were outside Yuezhou..... Killed...... The hero's fellow disciple... It's two people who are dressed similarly to heroes" Before Ruan Laosan could answer, a person next to him immediately spoke.

"Where are these two people now, and who are their names, it's best to tell the truth."

"The woman doesn't know...... The man's name is... Liu Manlin, who met us at the boundary of Yangfeng Valley in Qianzhou, drove away a group of horse bandits for us at that time, these horses are those people, and they will belong to us after they are driven away......" The caravan man slammed his whole head on the ground, and no one could see the expression on his face, but when he heard the voice, he was already quite frightened and frightened.

"Yangfeng Valley doesn't have this sword move...... The landlord won't let us investigate, but I'm going to get an explanation for my damn cousin, and I'll get some money from his house," the gray-robed man muttered quietly.

The man holding the sword, who had not moved outside the door, saw that the courtyard had not moved for a long time, and coughed lightly as a reminder.

The man who was still thinking about it immediately waved his hand to show understanding, and said in a deep voice to the three men in the courtyard: "Since you have not been involved in this matter, I will let you go, why don't you thank this hero for his generosity and benevolence" After speaking, he laughed sinisterly.

After the three caravan men hurriedly thanked the really terrifying disciple of the Wind and Snow Daguanlou in front of them, they didn't even dare to lead the horses, so they hurriedly ran out of the river crossing post station to find their original horses and prepare to escape quickly.

The caravan man, who had not spoken just now, panted and asked the person who had just explained: "Aren't you afraid that they will see through the lies......

The person who had just explained in the courtyard immediately interrupted his continued speech: "What is a lie, we are not familiar with those two people, and concealing the six little brothers is not also to dissociate him from us, if those two people are only from southern Xinjiang with us, do you think they came out."

Ruan Laosan gave a thumbs up to the person in front of him, with a little admiration: "Sure enough, the three of them are a lot smarter this trip, let's leave quickly."

Just when the three of them led their horses and were about to go away and get on their horses and leave, they saw a gray-robed man holding a sword next to the stump where the horses were tethered, who was the one who had not moved at the door just now, and he stared at the three of them coldly without saying a word.

The caravan men naturally knew that something was wrong, so they hurriedly got on their horses and wanted to rush past the roadblocks in front of them, but before Ruan Laosan, who was the fastest, could overturn the horse, they were kicked to the ground.

"Dare to lie to this hero? The hillbilly from southern Xinjiang is tired and crooked, right, I will honestly explain to the hero what he knows" The man who asked before appeared behind the three of them, kicked Ruan Laosan, and knocked the other two to the ground with one punch.

Finally, in a deep alley, the gray-robed man who claimed to be a hero was tortured, and the three caravan men led by Ruan Laosan had to tell this person all the things that happened on the day he passed through Yuezhou, and the things that Lin Manliu walked all the way to and the previous situation in southern Xinjiang.

"A child selling pastries in southern Xinjiang... Someone knows Forge Sword Peak... A beautiful woman in blue... Banquet in Hangzhou? There are indeed a lot of people who are unwilling to explain to this hero at the beginning, right?" the gray-robed man in the deep alley, who was already dressed in blood, stared at the man in front of him, who was indeed a little smart.

In the stable room, even if he was afraid, he was thinking about lying and deceiving himself, and he was really dying here, but he could remember so many things, and the gray-robed man covered in blood immediately had a playful look in his eyes, and his tongue made a sucking sound through his lips, as if he was expecting something.

Suddenly, he suddenly lifted his foot and stepped directly on the back of the caravan man's head, and stepped the man's head straight into the dirt, as if there was some gravel under the door, and with the foot after foot, the man under his feet only made a whimpering sound.

Blood seeped from under the caravan man's head, and Ruan Laosan hurriedly shrank his hands and feet when he saw this scene, ready to lean deeper into the alley, wanting to escape from this place that frightened him.

Before Ruan Laosan could shrink his body, suddenly a snow-bright sword body was directly inserted into Ruan Laosan's calf from the gray-robed man's right hand, and the scream "Ah-" immediately echoed in the deep alley.

The sword-wielding man seemed to be enjoying the pleasure of these fears in the deep alley, and before he could see how permeable the screams became, he burst out laughing, so loud that they almost drowned out Ruan Laosan's screams.

Suddenly, another flash of snow sword light flew in from the entrance of the alley, directly sinking into Ruan Laosan's throat and cutting him off.

"This is your fun, I don't have any interest in getting rid of it quickly, I'm going back to the building," the gray-robed sword-hugging man at the entrance of the alley finished speaking, turning around and heading in the direction of the ferry.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Yan, Senior Brother will deal with it faster" A voice in response came from the deep alley, followed by even more terrible screams and wails.