Lao Huang, who was lying on horseback, suddenly got up, his eyes faded drunk, extremely bright, and there was still a trace of murder hidden in the depths of his pupils.

The flush on his face is still there, and there is still the smell of alcohol on his body, and anyone who sees it will know that he has drunk a lot of wine.

Lao Huang is not happy with wine, but he will not be bad because of wine. For a long time, Li Wantong's safety is much more important than the wine in her hand.

Sober from drunkenness, or he has never been drunk and confused. The two men on horseback glanced at each other, and a cold wind blew from the mountains in the distance, echoing between the two.

Between the mountains and forests on both sides, the layers of snow hanging on the trees fell in a pon, or smashed on the ground with a bang, and the bent branches bounced back with a whoosh, shook a few times, and shook countless snow mist.

After a moment of silence, Yu Zhi dismounted, looked at the winding road in the distance, picked up a handful of snow on the ground, and rubbed it on his face a few times.

The cold feeling instantly made him more sober.

Yu Zhi slowly explained: "Old Huang, do you remember the black-clothed killer that night? ”

Lao Huang was puzzled, why did he get involved with the black-clothed killer again. The battle was still vivid, and if there was no Lei Xuan to help, I am afraid that several people would be very dangerous.

Yu Zhi turned around and looked at Lao Huang seriously, and continued: "There are two groups of killers in the post station, one of which is that Meng Po. That bowl of Meng Po soup was obviously coming at me. The second is the six black-clad killers. ”

After all, Lao Huang is there and has enough experience. "You mean Meng Po and the black-clothed killer aren't the same people?"

Yu Zhi said in a deep voice: "At first, I thought that the black-clothed killer was Meng Po's killer. But afterwards, I didn't think the black-clad killer was coming for me. ”

Lao Huang wondered in his heart, "It's not for you, who else can it be for?" Just three days after leaving Kyoto, I met a killer. If I had known that this would happen, I would never have let me go north. ”

Yu Zhi smiled bitterly, he expected the danger, but he never thought that the killers would follow. These three gentlemen are really in a hurry.

"There are three reasons for this. First, the cultivation of the person who killed me will not exceed the sixth grade of armor piercing, that is, these killers should not have the cultivation of opening a monument. Among them, Meng Po is the fifth grade of armor-piercing, and two of the six black-clothed killers are above the open stele. ”

Lao Huang continued to wonder and asked, "Why can't the killers above the six armor-piercing grades kill you?" ”

Yu Zhi replied with a smile: "Because this is the rule set by my parents. Kill me below the sixth grade of armor, and if I kill it, it can only prove that I am weak and deserve to be killed. If someone above the six grades of armor shoots, it is bullying. The final price will be too much for them to bear. ”

Lao Huang blinked his mouth, what kind of elder is this, this free-range way is really special.

And Lao Huang has already begun to guess in his heart who the elder is, Li Qingru is the master, or the old lady Qiu? Tsk, it must be Mrs. Qiu, this old man is very ruthless.

"The second reason." Yu Zhi said, "Suppose the black-clothed killers come at me, and their first thing is to kill me. As long as I let those two monument killers kill me in the first place, I will definitely die. However, four out of six people choose to fight you, and such a delay is not in line with the killer's code of conduct. ”

"The third reason is that when I fled to the second floor, the two black-clad killers who besieged me did not choose to chase me, but ..... They chose to enter the room of the late tree! ”

Speaking of this, Lao Huang's face changed suddenly, and he seemed to be incredulous in his heart.

Could it be him, but why would he do it?

Gollum!

The slightly cloudy wine was poured out of the wine gourd and poured into Lao Huang's throat.

Yes!

"That's just your guess, isn't it?" Lao Huang retorted, "Perhaps, the black-clothed killer wants to kill them all. ”

Yu Zhi said indifferently: "There is also such a possibility. ”

"Lao Huang, I'm telling you this, there is only one purpose. Protect the late tung. ”

"It doesn't matter if those killers are coming at me or not. Protect the night, this is your only task. ”

"I don't care about Wantong's identity, I just want to be more vigilant and protect Wantong. Whoever wants to kill her, I will kill her. ”

An awe-inspiring killing intent appeared on Yu Zhi's face, colder and more piercing than the perennial snow on the top of the mountain.

It seems that in the next moment, Yu Zhi will turn into a demon and slaughter all beings.

Lao Huang couldn't imagine that a young man who was no more than eighteen would have such a look on his face. At this moment, even he was stunned.

Is this still the notorious "shame of asking questions" in Kyoto? Everyone was deceived by him?

Immediately, Yu Zhi got on the horse, and when he turned his head, the young man's bright smile was restored, as if the conversation just now had never happened.

"Whoa..."

Yu Zhi hummed a little song, rode a horse leisurely, and walked between the mountain roads.

Lao Huang stopped in place, squinted his eyes, looked at the back of the young man, pondered in his heart, and finally sighed leisurely: "In the end, the green mountains will change color, and one generation will be stronger than the next." Who said that there are only Ye Qinghuan and Bai Yu in Kyoto...... Hahahaha! ”

......

"There's something to eat here. It's better than dry food. ”

Yu Zhi bought wine from the farmer and some hot food, and after he finished distributing it, he gave some to Xiao Jingyao and others.

"Miss, you see, Yu Zhi is going to pay tribute to that Wan'er again."

The girl gave Li Wantong a look vigorously, provoking the feelings between Yu Zhi and Li Wantong.

Yu Zhi pointed his ears and turned his head and glared at the girl fiercely. Sooner or later, this damn girl will find you a good family to marry!

Li Wantong just smiled, if there was no girl's broken mouth, there would be a little less fun on the way.

Soon, Yu Zhi came back and said, "That Wan'er girl has suffered some cold. In the afternoon we had to hurry as soon as possible to the next town. ”

"Tong'er, the road ahead will be a little bumpy."

The girl wanted to speak again, but was covered by Li Wantong.

"It doesn't matter. I've got some pills with me to make Miss Wan'er feel better. ”

Yu Zhi took the medicine bottle and didn't forget to praise, "Look, my Tong'er is really beautiful and kind." ”

Li Wantong smiled: "Okay, you can go quickly." ”

"Okay, dear Living Buddha girl."

"I hate it, it's going to make fun of me!"

Lao Huang was drinking, and since he came back just now, he had been observing Yu Zhi.

This young man with his fangs folded is so innocent and romantic, with a bit of ruffianism, carefree. With such a temperament, who would have known that this would be a thoughtful and meticulous teenager?

The more you touch, the more you understand.

Lao Huang couldn't see through this teenager more and more.

Shame of asking the question - Yu Zhi, who wants to kill him?

It's already infamous, but who wants to kill him?

Lao Huang thought about it, shook his head, and couldn't think of a reason. As everyone knows, in the past eighteen years, Yu Zhi has always been vigilant about everything around him.

Alas, let's take it one step at a time.