That is the first time Ning Hongye went down to Kunlun Sacred Mountain to explore the rivers and lakes, thinking that his martial arts have long been invincible in the world, like a bird out of the cage, and this time the task is to kill a person who studied art in Kunlun before This person is now in the brake Rumen to lead things, this person is named Si Mi is ashamed and ruthless, committed a big crime, I heard that now it appears in the Ganliang area, originally Yue Kunlun and Ning Zhigu Lu Guangyuan discussed finding a sophisticated person to go, Ning Hongye asked for many times, his father Ning Zhigu and the eldest brother of Jieyi, that is, the head of Kunlun Yue Kunlun wanted to say, Yue Kunlun didn't agree to this matter at first, and discussed with Lu Guangyuan and the others, originally to be led by an old and serious senior brother, after all, a young girl who is new to the rivers and lakes, like a blank piece of paper, may suffer, but she can't stand the persuasion of Ning Zhigu's sister, Yue Kunlun's wife Ning Yunmei, and Ning Zhigu feels that her daughter Kunlun Goddess will definitely be able to make some achievements in the rivers and lakes. So in the end, it was decided that Ning Hongye would go alone.

Kunlun Shengshan, magnificent, four seasons of cold winter, covered in silver, mountains continuous, thousands of clouds. The rolling peaks and mountains are clinging to the blue sky like clouds and smoke. The mountains and the mountains themselves are lofty into the clouds, and the sky is connected with the graceful and graceful, with the head and tail raised, like wearing dazzling scale armor, and the ridge is like a shining silver dragon under the light of Xihe in the air.

Ning Hongye jumped up, jumped more than two feet high, and then turned over and fell gently, like a leaf falling, quietly. under

She pulled out her long sword and stabbed it at the weeping branch of a green willow by the stream, her wrist trembled slightly, and with a soft snort, the long sword was still sheathed, and she saw five willow leaves slowly falling. The long sword was unsheathed for the second time, and it turned in an arc in the air, and the five willow leaves were all on the blade.

Self-sustaining his own cathode true divine sword technique is superb, and happily goes down Kunlun.

I don't know how long I walked, I raised my eyes and looked around, but I saw the vast green sea, I couldn't tell the southeast and northwest, I couldn't help but have a big headache, and I was spontaneously worried, and suddenly heard the sound of gurgling water in the distance, Ning Hongye said in her heart: This should not be too far from Chengdu City, as long as you walk along the waterway, you can naturally find the road.

Ning Hongye followed the sound and came to the bank of a mountain stream, the shadow of the river, a girl was reflected in the water, this girl was dressed in a light gauze white dress, as if she was in the smoke and fog, beautiful and vulgar, peerless, beautiful and beautiful, and could not be forced to look.

Ning Hongye walked along the stream, soon found the official road, soon saw the Liangzhou city gate, entered the city, pedestrians bustling, very prosperous, she didn't care to carefully appreciate the scenery of the ancient city, immediately went to the restaurant, inn and other places to start visiting, but did not find a trace of Si Mi ashamed.

On the Ganliang official road, a stunning girl was riding a white horse slowly, and her face was obviously looking for a long time. During this period, there were as many as five or six snitches and robbers who died under her sword, but she thought that she was already experienced in breaking through the rivers and lakes.

Ning Hongye walked on the road, and when she saw passers-by along the way, she all looked at herself, but she didn't know that the reason why she was looked at was because she was born too beautiful.

Suddenly, a scribe on horseback came from the opposite side, dressed quite gorgeously, dressed in brocade clothes, very eye-catching, and looked like a son. The scribe saw Ning Hongye's face showing surprise, and suddenly smiled at Ning Hongye, his expression extremely frivolous. Ning Hongye said in his heart: How can there be such a disciple? Ignoring him, he urged the horse to continue on his way.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a horse's bell behind him, and when he turned around, the scribe turned the horse's head and followed him. Ning Hongye frowned, and wanted to teach the scribe a lesson, but suddenly thought that he was unwell now, and it was not appropriate to cause trouble, so he clamped his knees and whipped the horse, beating the horse to the point of letting go of its hooves and leaving the dust.

But when the bell of the horse rang behind him, the scribe also beat the horse and followed. When Ning Hongye is fast, he is also fast, and when Ning Hongye is slow, he also loosens the reins, not to leave, and always keeps within thirty paces of the distance. Ning Hongye forced him to be angry, and when he saw that he had walked to a deserted place at the edge of the forest, he suddenly reined in his horse and whipped his horse, pulled out his long sword, and turned around and said: What are you doing with me?

The scribe smiled and said, "Little girl, you go your way, I go my way, what do you care about me?"

Ning Hongye raised her eyebrows and said: Who are you and what do you want to do?

The scribe smiled and said, "Little girl, what are you doing in the end?" Do you want to be with me?

Ning Hongye Xing's face turned red, and she shouted angrily: This is your own death, no wonder me! A sword was about to stab at the scribe, and suddenly it occurred to him that although the scribe had a thin tongue, he was not guilty of death, so he taught him a lesson, and then put the sword into the sheath, and took out a hairpin from his pocket, and raised his hand, and the hairpin flew over like a meteor.

The scribe cried out, "Oh, no! Suddenly, an upside-down onion fell from the horse, but instead of falling to the ground, the toe hooked the horse's back, and hung upside down, and the silver needle swished across the horse, and did not hit him. The scribe showed this wonderful riding skill, and Ning Hongye couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

It was too late, it was fast, the scribe suddenly turned over and got on the horse again, galloping over like the wind, Ning Hongye was caught off guard, his eyes were confused, and he suddenly felt a light pat on the top of his head, the wind was whistling, the horse had flown by, and the black hair suddenly fell like a waterfall, and the two jade hairpins on his head had been taken away by the scribe.

Ning Hongye was shocked and angry, slapped the horse forward, drew his sword and stabbed, although the scribe was on the horse, his body did not have much room to move, but his body was wonderful, his body swayed left and right, and he avoided it one by one in the gap between the sword shadows.

Ning Hongye took out seven swords in a row, but he never hurt a single cold hair, and said in his heart: Could it be that your horse also knows how to do it? Suddenly, a sword spurted towards the scribe's crotch, and the scribe's left hand stretched out and grabbed the jade peak on Ning Hongye's chest, but it turned out to be the last to come first, Ning Hongye was shocked and embarrassed, dodged to the side, and suddenly felt that his right hand was numb, and the long sword in his hand had been snatched away from the scribe's right hand.

Ning Hongye was shocked, knowing that the martial arts of this scribe were far above him, so he immediately turned his horse's head, fled in the wilderness, galloped out of more than ten miles in one breath, and looked back, but the scribe did not chase after him, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking about the danger just now, I still have palpitations in my heart, that scribe is obviously a hypocrite and a true disciple, if he hadn't escaped quickly just now, I am afraid that he has been insulted by him at this moment.

Ning Hongye was shocked, knowing that the martial arts of this scribe were far above him, so he immediately turned his horse's head, fled in the wilderness, galloped out of more than ten miles in one breath, and looked back, but the scribe did not chase after him, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking about the danger just now, I still have palpitations in my heart.