Shu Jiu swept the sleeves of his robe, and was about to jump off the boulder, when he realized it and turned his head to look.

A male corpse was sitting under the rock, his eyebrows ringed, his fists clenched, and a deep bloody hole between his eyebrows.

The moon rose in the east mountain, sprinkling the clear light of the mountain, and also saw the dead face, and the pair of ringed eyes were glaring at Shu Jiu angrily, as if he was still alive.

Book 9 remembers this man.

Fang Cai was the first person to crash into the boulder, and the roar of the tiger shook the mountains in response, and the "brave" in the word "decisive bravery" was written for him.

The other word "decision" was written by the head of this army.

He was also a hero who was not shocked by changes, even though his comrades died one after another, he still calmly smashed the secret letter and threw off the cliff before he calmly went to his death.

And at this moment, looking at the corpse at his feet, which was obviously stronger than the others, the nine sides of the book were full of interest, and his virtual fingers were lightly hooked.

"Smack", a very roughly sewn cloth bag fell from the man's waist, and the pieces of cloth flew apart, revealing the things inside:

A piece of jerky.

The inch-sized jerky, boxy, finely knifed, I don't know how many times it has been cut, and there are obvious smoke marks at the fracture, which seems to be used to prevent mildew.

Amusing.

Shu Jiu turned around and jumped off the boulder.

Tonight is a good kill, and if you rank it, it should be headed by the cliff and followed by the riverbank. As for Da Chang'an and others, although they are worthy of killing, they are still missing something after all.

Or Song Spy is more comfortable to kill.

It's a pity that these Song people are weak, even though they are both righteous and brave, they have never done their best to express their penmanship. Now that the thought is not yet clear, there is a breath entwined in the chest, and I don't know when it will dissipate.

Shujiu stepped on the moon, his robe flew up, and a cloud of green smoke swept down.

When the moon is in the sky, the bright moonlight reflects the fine up and down the mountain road, this road is also easy to walk, less than half a moment, he has arrived at the camp at the foot of the mountain.

There were only a few old men in the camp who were guarding the torches, all gray-haired and slow-moving, and it was late at night, and they all sat by the braziers and dozed off, not noticing anyone coming.

Shu Jiu didn't wake them up, he walked forward idly, and when he reached the big tent of the Chinese army, he suddenly stopped and listened intently.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps at the camp gate, and the clarity was uneven, so it should be Wang Kuang and others who rushed here.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a group of people to appear in front, and it was Wang Kuang who was surrounded by everyone.

"Ah Jiu, you're back." Wang Kuang also saw Shu Jiu at this time, and immediately walked over with a smile, his face full of concern:

"How? Is it all right? Are you hurt? ”

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life." Shu Jiu said lightly.

Yedu returned empty-handed, and the group of Song slaves drove away first, which was a pity. But the pursuit of those two Song spies was his temporary intention, and Yedu was not arranged by Wang Kuang, so he was not lying at this time.

He did fulfill Wang Kuang's wishes, killed Da Chang'an and Xutewu troops, and kept Mangtai and his military camp.

When Wang Kuang heard this, he clapped his hands and smiled: "Good, good." Sure enough, it has to be Ah Jiu, you have to go out. ”

As soon as he turned his gaze, he saw the baby in Shu Jiu's arms, and the smile on his face deepened a little: "It seems that you have also made some gains, this son can get Ah Jiuqing's eyes, it must be a good embryo." ”

As he spoke, he looked back at Gun Basan, half joking and half reminding: "Xiaobai, the disciple obeys his work." ”

Gun Bagan was already recovering at this time, and as soon as he heard this, he immediately understood, and hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the baby.

Shu Jiuyuan was his master, and he accepted it calmly, and at the moment when the two of them met their arms, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly looked back.

"Book Nine—"

A broken whistle is like a phoenix roaring for nine days, after the rain in the empty mountains, the peaks echo, for a while, the valley is full of echoes of "Book Nine-", "Book Nine-", it seems that the whole world is responding to it.

Everyone looked up in horror, but saw that beyond the thousand peaks, the bright moon was like a wheel, and a figure was isolated on the cliff, drawing the bow forward, and the tip of the arrow was heading, and a cold aura swept in.

"Arrow Ten!"

Yue Bawu was the first to exclaim, and everyone recognized the woman who bent the bow and arrows on the top of the cliff was Arrow Eleven.

At this moment, Wei Shu's eyes were bloodshot, her heart was beating like thunder, and her breath connected her arms, the top of her head, the back of her waist and other acupoints suddenly jumped, and every time the blood swelled, it would cause a stinging pain in her heart.

The barrier is about to be broken, but in her mind, there is a sea tide rushing and roaring, and there seem to be pictures in front of her:

The man kneeling but not falling down by the riverside, his face was rolled, his stomach was disemboweled, his internal organs were hollowed out, and next to his body was the word "righteousness" made of flesh and blood;

The corpses under the Huozui Cliff were all wounded on the front, and none of them turned their backs to the enemy.

Even if their opponent is the feared Shujiu of the Jianghu people; Even if none of them have the same enemy.

There are also people who are seriously injured and dying, and they have been clutching the bamboo whistle in their hands before they die, and Wei Shu has spent a long time working on it, and he can't take out the bamboo whistle without hurting him.

When he was dying, he used his last strength to tell Wei Shu that the people in Huozui Cliff were dangerous, and Wei Shu knew that Zhou Shang and the others were here, and when she came non-stop, all she saw was the corpse in one place.

Ye Fei, Zhou Shang, Guo Liang......

Faces flickered in front of Wei Shu's eyes, and a fire dragon seemed to rise between his chest and abdomen, reaching the dantian along the meridians around his body, and his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were like a blazing fire.

She couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl.

"Zheng—"

In the long whistle, the arrows left the string, like a lightning bolt across the sky, but the sound was like a sword.

In an instant, everyone under the mountain had strong heart palpitations at the same time, only to feel that "this arrow will take my life", but when they were about to pull out the blade to block, their bodies could not move, as if the whole body was shrouded by this arrow qi machine, and the terrifying coercion devoured the soul, which made people shudder.

"Whew-"

The mountain wind suddenly rose, the moon was white and the wind was clear, the white feather seemed to come from outside the sky, piercing the clouds and breaking the moon, chasing the wind and chasing the shadow, the clear light in the sky seemed to be sucked away by this arrow, and the silver star became brighter and brighter, more and more brilliant, and finally covered the bright moon on the top of the mountain, the surrounding mountains, and everything around.

There is only one arrow in heaven and on earth.

The Seven Realms of the Wind Breaking Arrow Method - Soul Snatching.

Wei Shu broke through.

And still broke two levels in a row.

However, with the breakthrough of the pass, the trace of cold in the dantian also took advantage of the situation, quickly spreading all over the body, the blood meridians were like being frozen, and several black blood gushed out from the mouth and nose, emitting a trace of coldness.

Wei Shu raised her blurred gaze and looked ahead.

At this moment, a pen came through the sky, turned out of nowhere, and cracked the sky and collapsed.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain felt that their eyes were dark, and there seemed to be a long scroll stretching: the morning dew of the green mountains, the drizzle of the sky, the sunset of the long river, and the lonely smoke of the desert......

When he came back to his senses, there was no arrow between heaven and earth, and the only huge word "wind" lay across the head, the ink color moved, the strokes stretched, and the earth was indescribably hearty and heroic.

The wind-breaking arrow method was eventually dispersed by the wind.

"Good!"

Shu Jiuda laughed, and his voice vibrated through the sky, even though he was already bleeding from his mouth and nose at this time, and the tiger's mouth was cracked, the laughter also caused the mountains to surge, and the sky and the earth changed.

When everyone stared at it again, they saw only a few flowing clouds on the top of the mountain in the distance, the moon was cold and empty, and the green peak was faint, where was there anyone on the lonely peak?

(End of Volume 1)