Wudang Mountain.

A figure took out a note:

[Jiang Prison and two palace masters, boating on the lake, evening of the 12th]

"Good!"

The note turned to powder, and the figure melted into the darkness as if it had never been there.

……

Wan Zhu Peak.

Lake Qianliu.

A lonely boat drifts with the waves, gently swaying and rippling in the middle of the lake.

"Dreaming of the stars and rivers, fishing and fire."

Jiang Jian looked at the Moon Palace Master who had embraced him in his arms, and then looked at the Pixing Palace Master beside him, and looked out the window.

A light rain was falling in the sky, and the sound of dripping rain sounded on the canopy of the boat and on the lake.

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.

Jiang Jian caressed Ying Yue's delicate skin, and it was already the fifth watch at this time.

For such a long time, it is naturally impossible for Jiang Prison to keep boating on the lake.

He couldn't help but think of a poem by Li Qingzhao, a talented woman in the Song Dynasty.

"I returned to the boat at night and strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons... ”

"Big bad!"

Seeing Jiang Prison's smug face, Lian Xing hugged his arm and bit Jiang Prison the shoulder.

Before, she couldn't have thought about it.

"Shhh

Jiang Jian gasped and grinned in pain.

"I haven't tried it yet!"

Lian Xing glanced at Jiang Prison, and didn't pretend to be like a little.

"If it's hard, then what's the point?"

Jiang Jian turned his head to look at Lian Xing, and said with a smile: "Si Chenke's chicken feet have been bitten by you, and I can't carry this arm!" ”

"yes, why do I think your arm is harder than Si Chenke's chicken paws?"

Pixing's eyes flowed, and he smiled evilly:

"Why don't I try it and see if it's your arms that are hard, or Si Chenke's chicken paws are hard?"

Si Chenke is the chicken in the twelve stars, seventeen years ago he and the pig intercepted and killed Jiang Feng Huayue Nu, and after the pity star appeared, he took away the chicken feet of the weapon cast by Si Chenke's steel.

As soon as she bit her crystal silver teeth, the chicken claws of the weapon made of stainless steel were bitten by her like real chicken feet, which frightened Si Chenke and the others.

"Then I can only sacrifice my life Pomeranian's smile and bite, right?"

Jiang Prison is generous and righteous.

It's impossible for Mercy Star to really bite him.

What's more, his black iron glazed body is four-layered, and his arms are harder than Si Chenke's stainless steel chicken feet, and Pian Xing will definitely not be able to bite it.

The next moment.

Jiang Jian screamed in pain.

Mercy Star: "......"

"I haven't bitten you yet!"

"You didn't, but your sister bitten!"

Jiang Jian looked at Ying Yue, as if he felt that he was being ignored, and bit Jiang Jian the shoulder, declaring her presence.

This woman is really biting.

Just like the spider Zhao Min biting Zhang Wuji, it seems that he wants to bite a tooth mark on Jiang Prison's shoulder and imprint her mark.

But Jiang Prison is not Zhang Wuji.

With his body cultivation behavior, even if Invite Yue uses the strength to eat, it is impossible to leave traces.

Jiang Prison hugged the soft and delicate body of the inviting moon and the star, and the sky gradually brightened in the fighting, and a red sun quietly rose from the east.

Invite Yue and Lian Xing's heads squeezed towards Jiang Prison's chest, their ruddy cheeks filled with happy satisfaction.

Although today it is somewhat absurd.

Before, they couldn't have imagined that they would.

But they weren't disgusted.

Even happy.

Jiang Jian was also satisfied, holding their soft and delicate bodies, watching the sunrise together, feeling the tranquility of the early morning and the warmth of each other.

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go!"

Looking at the sky, Jiang Jian kissed Yue Lianxing's delicate forehead, pulled away, and went to Wudang Mountain.

Ying Yue and Lian Xing knew that Jiang Prison was going to deal with the affairs of Ghost Villa, so they didn't ask too much.

They cleaned up briefly, put on their clothes, and returned to the lodge to wash.

……

The other side.

After Jiang Jian left from Invite Yue Lianxing, he hummed a song in his mouth, and rushed to Wudang proudly in the spring breeze, relaxed and freehand, just like going to a banquet.

However, he was going to get the people of Ghost Villa.

Ghost Hill is very mysterious, it is said that only those who have died once can join, and it also requires 100,000 taels of silver.

Moreover, the management of Ghost Mountain is extremely strict, so it is extremely mysterious, and outsiders will hardly know the name, it is like a ghost hidden in the dark depths, unknown.

But Ghost Hill is nothing in the eyes of Jiang Prison.

In fact, the old knife handle, the lord of the Ghost Villa, is the Wudang Famous Elder Mu Daoren.

Mudao people are highly respected, highly respected, and have a wide range of friends, calling themselves "Go first, poetry and wine second, and swordsmanship third".

On the surface, the game is dusty and uninhibited, but in fact, he is arrogant, eloquent, and forbearing, this time he took the opportunity of the Wudang Festival to summon the masters of the rivers and lakes he collected in the Ghost Villa to prepare to assassinate the leaders of each faction.

He named the operation Operation Skythunder.

Because their actions are like thunderbolts from heaven.

The sword of the river prison flew, and the human sword was one, like a sword light descending on Wudang Mountain, but no one noticed.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Jiang Jian secretly investigated and found that the Tianlei operation organized by the old knife leader Zimu Daoren this time was not much different from what he understood.

It's still early.

The time for the wooden road people to do their hands is at dusk.

Jiang Jian thought about it for a while, and went to Doll Hill Villa again to play games with the little boy.

Until dusk.

Jiang Prison withdrew and left and came to Wudang again.

It was getting dark, and the lights in the Wudang Hall were lit.

But it was still very dark on the beams, the sun couldn't shine here, the lights couldn't shine, and there were many places in the world that never had light.

Ye Xue is hiding on this, she is also a person from the Ghost Villa, and the purpose of this time is to steal the Dao crown on the head of Shi Yan, the head of Wudang.

Her people are like leopards, agile, calm, and cruel, but she loves to hunt leopards, and she killed all the leopards near Ghost Hills.

She is a quiet and introverted woman, but she can cheetah, she looks beautiful and weak, but she is as agile and cold as a leopard.

These many complex and contradictory personalities give her a peculiar charm.

"Hello!"

Jiang Jian looked at her pale face and pale lips and patted her shoulder.

Ye Xue instantly looked like a cat with fried hair, creepy, and stabbed it with a backhand.

Jiang Jian casually pointed at her acupoint and hid with her on the beam of the house.

Ye Xue stared at Jiang Prison, smelling the breath on Jiang Prison's body, and looking at Jiang Prison's handsome and peerless face, she had already recognized Jiang Prison.

There are not many people in the world who can come behind her quietly, and she is so handsome and so young, she only knows one.

The god of heaven and hell catches the river prison.

A man who makes even the old knife handle jealous.

Since his debut, he has never been defeated.

Even an opponent like Xiaoyaohou can only fall in disgrace.

There are countless heroes and heroes in the world, but he faintly won the title of the first in the world by virtue of his weak crown age.

Sure enough, he was a terrible person.

She knew their plan had failed.

But she couldn't stop it.

I can't even speak.

Footsteps sounded in the main hall, and although the footsteps of the person walking in the front were heavy, the footsteps were still very light.

Because all the qi and blood in his body have penetrated, although he is also flesh and blood, he is different from others.

There was no dross left in him.

Jiang Jian looked at it, and a line of purple-clothed Taoist mermaids walked into the main hall, and the one who walked in the front was the Wudang Famous Elder Mu Daoren.

Shi Yan, the head of Wudang, has not yet come, the first chair on the main seat is empty, but Mu Daoren can only sit on the second chair.

Although he is highly respected and has a very respectable seniority, when there is a head of the family, he still has to take a back seat.

This is the rule of Wudang, and it is also the rule of the rivers and lakes.

The hall was brightly lit, a bell rang outside, and the wooden road people descended to welcome the guests, and the guests also came one after another.

Shaolin Sect Iron Shoulder Master, Beggars Gang Wang Ten Bags, Yangtze River Water Flying, Yandang Mountain Lord Gao Xingkong, Bashan Xiao Gu Daoren, Twelve Serial Dock Chief Scoop Hawkeye Lao Qi, Qixingtang Murong Zheng, Murong Zhengde, Shenjian Villa Xie Wangsun, Emei Head Dugu Yihe......

"It's really a gathering of strong people!"

Jiang Jian looked at these people, either the head of a faction, or the overlord of a party, or the head of a martial arts family.

However, Wudang is also a top force in the rivers and lakes after all, and many people will give face.

There were a lot of people who came, but not many were qualified to sit down.

Only those who are at the level of the head of the family and the head of the family are qualified to sit down.

People who don't have seats can only stand.

Among them, Jiang Prison found that among the people standing behind Iron Shoulder, Shi Yan, Wang Shibao, Shui Fei, Gao Xingkong, Bashan Xiaogu, and Eagle Eye Lao Qi, there were people after the disguise of the Ghost Villa.

They were all staring at their targets, waiting for the lights to go out before jumping over to make a move.

The lamp oil in the main hall has long been manipulated by the Mudao people.

Just wait for the time to run out of oil and turn off the lights.

The lamp oil inside has been subjected to countless rigorous calculations and experiments.

Guaranteed to be foolproof.

Ye Xue lay on the beam and clinged to Jiang Prison, she could only watch and do nothing.

Not much.

Shi Yan, the real person of Wudang who was wearing a purple gold Dao crown, had slowly walked out among the four Dao Tong guards with law enforcement weapons in their hands.

This famous contemporary Shi Yan Dao Chief, not only has a deep cultivation, but also experienced a hundred battles when he was a teenager, and his swordsmanship, internal strength, and cultivation are rarely compared.

But now he seemed tired, old, and even a little nervous.

Shi Yan was indeed a little nervous.

In the face of so many guests and distinguished guests, although he couldn't help but greet people with a smile, he felt nervous and irritable in his heart.

In the past decade, this has rarely happened to him.

Today he seemed to have a sense of foreboding in his heart, knowing that something unfortunate must happen.

He greeted the crowd and then held the investiture ceremony.

Just as he was about to perform the most important part of the ritual, there was an everlasting lamp in the main hall that would never be extinguished, but it suddenly went out.

Immediately, a warning sign arose in his heart, and he knew that his foreboding might have been fulfilled.

Follow.

Almost at the same moment, the seventy-two ever-bright lamps inside and outside the main hall suddenly all went out.

A few sharp wisps of wind sounded, and the candle flame on the shrine incense table was also extinguished.

The brightly lit hall suddenly became dark.

A series of screams suddenly sounded in the darkness, and a stronger wind blew from the beams of the main hall to the top of his head, blowing his Dao crown, as if it was the wind on the clothes of a night walker.

When he reached out to help the Dao Crown, the Dao Crown was gone.

As soon as the "bang" sounded, the seven-star sword on his waist was also unsheathed, but he did not pull it out by himself.

His body immediately swept up, only to feel a chill between his ribs, as if he had been slashed by a sword.

It almost all happened at the same moment.

Most people don't even know what's going on, and certainly don't know what to do.

Those terrible screams made this sudden change even more mysterious and terrifying.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the pitch-black hall suddenly lit up.

It turned out that I don't know who threw out dozens of night pearls, and each night pearl was intact and inlaid on the main hall to illuminate the main hall.

The hall finally lit up, but everyone was even more surprised and shocked, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

……

(End of chapter)