Outside Jiangliang City in early spring, the rain continued to fall, and the muddy road made the passers-by step on their feet deep and shallow, and the carriage pressed deep marks on the path and struggled to move forward.

Thirty miles west of Jiangliang City, there is a bamboo forest, there is a vacant land of more than 100 zhang in the bamboo forest, there is a man in black clothes and black hat standing in the open space, the rain is getting heavier and heavier tonight, and there is no light in the night, the man in black seems to be integrated with the surrounding environment, and hides in this darkness.

Whoa... Whoa... The rain is getting louder.

"Eighty-one" a light and fluttering voice wafted in the sound of the heavy rain, the voice was empty and emotionless, drifting into the depths of the bamboo forest in the heavy rain.

The ghostly voice came from the bamboo forest on the left side of the man in black, and the voice was also hollow and like a wandering spirit.

"At the moment of ugliness, eighty miles outside the west gate of Jiangliang City," the man in black said after hearing the words

After speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and a black object flew into the forest and disappeared.

As the black object flew in, the man in black paused for more than ten seconds, as if waiting for the man to go away.

"Eighteen" and "Twenty-seven" The man in black made another sound, he just stood still in the distance, and the sound spread out in all directions.

The sounds of "in" and "in" echoed almost in unison, coming from the front and back of the forest.

The man in black also raised his hand after hearing the two sounds, and quickly shot out two black rays from his hand into the bamboo forest in front and behind. The next moment, there was nothing left in the clearing.

Only the rain was pouring down, and the water on the ground was gathering, but there were no footprints of the man just now.

Squeak, squeak, wooden carriages staggered on the muddy road, squeaks between the woods, the small convoy of four carriages, four in front and back, each carriage is pulled by two horses, the first two carriages are still lit with yellow candlelight, apparently lit by oil lamps to stop people, the two carriages accompanying behind, the carriages are covered with oiled paper, and below are large and small luggage items, etc.

"Mother! Good baby can't sleep, swaying" A milky voice came from the second carriage, a pretty little girl with two pigtails, wearing a red jacket, covered with green lotus silk, leaning on the arms of a beautiful woman, the beautiful woman was comforting softly in her arms at this time.

"Good baby, go to sleep, we'll be there when you wake up" said and kept stroking the girl's head, although the beautiful woman's words were relaxed and gentle, but her expression looked very haggard, and her brows were tightly locked. Under the gentle comfort of the beautiful woman, the girl fell asleep again groggily with her eyes closed, and the child was so innocent and innocent that there was no pressure and trouble, and the beautiful woman gently opened the curtain of the carriage.

"Steward Liu, it's raining so hard tonight, does the master have to walk overnight, this road is very difficult," the beautiful woman said softly to the middle-aged man driving the carriage.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a green coat and a hat, and his face was carved with traces of time.

"The master has his plans, we have to leave tonight, we have to walk more than a hundred miles before we can stop for a moment or two," the man did not look back, and replied to what he had just said.

Hearing the perfect woman drop the curtain and cover the girl with silk, her eyebrows and eyes drooped, and she shed tears, but there was no sound, and silent tears crossed her fair face.

The procession of carriages came to a halt suddenly, and the coachman at the head of the carriage pulled the reins sharply, and looked up to look ahead, trying to get a good look at the black figure in front of him, who was standing motionless in the heavy rain.

"Master, there is someone blocking the road in front" The coachman quickly opened the curtain and said to the middle-aged man who couldn't sleep inside, the middle-aged man had a square face, thick eyebrows and wide eyes, and his righteous and heroic posture was fully displayed.

The middle-aged man pulled open the curtain and got out of the carriage, jumped out of the carriage, and bowed to the dark shadow in the distance.

"I don't know what your intentions are, in Xiajiangliang Sitong Commercial Bank, the shopkeeper is now taking his wife and daughter to the north to inspect some new things, to see if he can buy some back to Jiangliang to sell" The middle-aged man spoke respectfully and politely, showing a humble posture without knowing who the other party was.

The carriage behind also heard some movement in front, and the curtain of the carriage door was opened, and the beautiful woman looked ahead.

"Madame is cold outside, don't suffer the cold, there is someone blocking the road in front, it should be a passing thief, just send away some silver taels, this time the master brought four masters of the White Tiger Dart Bureau to follow behind, don't worry" Steward Liu turned around and blocked the beautiful woman back, and said comfortingly.

Ahead, the man in black stood in the heavy rain and heard the words of the middle-aged man but did not move at all and did not reply, the black shadow held a black thing in his left hand, and the handle of the knife on his waist in his right hand, which was a simple short knife, lying horizontally on his belt, the black shadow was covered in black cloth, and his face was covered with a mask engraved with strange patterns.

With a light sound, the blade came out of its sheath, and the cold light dazzled in the rainy night.

"Swift guard, guard!" When the middle-aged man saw this, he shouted loudly, and the coachman at the head took off his gloves and hat, drew a long sword from the dark compartment on the right side of the carriage, drew his sword and stood, and the last two carriages also jumped out of four people, all wearing cyan jackets, and embroidered a white tiger climbing back on the left cuff, and all four drew their swords and walked forward.

The two sides immediately became tense, and both sides were closely watching each other's actions, wanting to kill the other in the next moment.

"Drink" led by the coachman first swung his sword forward, rushed forward, and saw that the sword was about to stab the man in black, and the coachman was in his hand, obviously stabbed but the feeling of the stab was like air, and then he looked at the man in black in front of him dissipated like an afterimage and disappeared!

"No, protect the lady, don't act rashly, this person is no ordinary warrior," the coachman shouted.

The four people in the rear stood in teams of twos and twos, one on the left and one on the right, standing by the two carriages, holding swords and observing the surroundings.

Except for the heavy rain, there is darkness, suffocating darkness, like a monster that is ready to devour everything at any moment.

Shout...

With a soft sound, the Tsing Yi guard on the left side of the second carriage suddenly stiffened, the sword fell to the ground, his hands covered his neck, and his mouth whined, and by the time everyone reacted, he had fallen to the ground and lost his breath.

Seeing this, the others couldn't help but feel a chill from the soles of their feet, this kind of method was like a ghost and god, where was it that ordinary martial artists and mortals could fight.

"It's... This kind of strength, at least above the six veins of martial arts, is invincible, or we will collect it first, this dart is terrible, and I won't blame me when I go back to report to the boss."

One of the Tsing Yi guards was visibly timid and said to the other guards.

"Do you think you can run, that the man who saw him today will never leave alive, and we are now tied to a rope," said the coachman, in a deep voice.

"Uncle Liu, if you don't make a move, we will all die!"