The sword stabbed with ferocity, and blood flowed from under the sparrow's mask.

Gu Shiwei's heart tightened, and at the moment when the mask broke, she looked at the person opposite, and the moment she opened her eyes, the mask was raised, and a handful of poisonous powder was sprayed in her face.

Gu Shiwei immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, she jumped back slightly, and squinted through the dust mist to look over.

But he was disappointed to see that there was a mask made of yellow cloth under the sparrow mask, and a strange and familiar pattern was drawn with cinnabar on the yellow cloth.

This ghost-like pattern is the same as the feeling of the flying bird pattern when it is reversed, and when Shili saw it, he said that it was like a charm. And when she said that when she listened to Han Shiyan, he also felt that he had seen it somewhere.

Gu Shiwei's mind spun quickly, she held her breath, bypassing the poison and quickly chasing after the masked man.

This masked man's escape kung fu is first-class, which is completely different from the light technique used when she was led to the mass grave before, she has not been walking the rivers and lakes for a long time, and it is the first time she has seen such a strange body style.

Gu Shiwei's eyes looked at it, and she had already begun to learn under her feet, and at first she was a little slower, and she distanced herself from the masked man.

But almost instantly, she began to look like herself, and after a while, she had already fused with her previous light gong body method, and her speed was even faster than that of the masked man.

The masked man felt the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, and he really couldn't help but look back, but his pupils shook!

He swore that this was the first time he had used this kind of body technique in front of Gu Shiwei, and the little girl in front of him had learned all of them in just a few glances!

"There's no next time," the masked man muttered.

With Gu Shiwei's growth rate, if he misses this time, he won't want to kill her next time!

He thought about it, feeling that the swarthy long sword had chased after him, he jumped sharply without hesitation, and jumped directly towards the cliff.

Gu Shiwei looked at it and stretched out his hand to grab it, but he tore off a piece of cloth on the man's clothes, but he didn't have time to catch the person.

She hurriedly stopped, and looked over the cliff.

This cliff is very deep, from here it is almost bottomless, and the shadowy branches at the bottom of the cliff make people have bad associations, as if there is a mass grave at the bottom of it, and countless ghosts are stretching out their hands upwards, trying to pull a new soul.

If a person falls from here, he is bound to die.

Gu Shiwei tried to look, but couldn't find a place to go down.

She looked at the tattered piece of cloth in her hand, tucked it into her sleeve, and walked towards the battlefield she had been fighting against.

The grave was so unduly quiet that even the crows that had squeaked before had been scared away by the battle, and now she could only hear her own breathing, and the occasional sound of reptiles passing by.

Although I didn't catch the masked man tonight, it wasn't completely unrewarding.

Gu Shiwei thought about it, bent down and picked up the bird mask that fell to the ground, when this mask was put on his face, everyone's attention would be attracted by the bright and strange lines, and it was only when he got it in his hand that he felt something unusual.

The material of this mask is very special.

It wasn't the usual gold, silver, copper, or jade, nor wood, but like a beast's bone, which had been split into three pieces by one of her swords.

Gu Shiwei put all three pieces away, looked at them through the moonlight, and saw a small carved character in one of the corners: Tiansan.

What does Tiansan mean?

Tianzi No. 3? So is it possible that there is a more powerful Tianzi No. 2 than this person, the same Tianzi No. 1?

I didn't feel nervous before, but as soon as I relaxed at this moment, Gu Shiwei only felt that her hands and feet were getting colder and colder, and her whole brain became a little drowsy, she avoided the place where the poisonous powder was, and sat down next to her.

Then he stretched out his hand and patted the ground, "Dear relatives, I am here again, borrow your grave to sit for a while!" Once born and twice cooked, we are also acquaintances, no wonder! ”

As she spoke, she tore open her robe and examined the wound in her abdomen.

Fortunately, the wound did not change color, and the masked man's sword was not smeared with poison, she thought about it and smiled, took out a pear paste candy from her brocade bag and stuffed it into her mouth, and then bitterly found a red pill and stuffed it into her mouth.

"It's so bitter, it's too bitter! This medicine is put together with pear paste candy, which is simply fighting poison with poison! ”

Gu Shiwei felt the smell of the soul in his mouth, resisted the urge to vomit, and swallowed these two things stiffly.

"Ten miles of horror! She should be the number one in the world! Gu Shiwei muttered to himself.

She took out the gold sore medicine that Shili had prepared for her from the brocade bag hanging around her waist, took it out and sprinkled it on the wound, and when the wound medicine went up, her eyes instantly turned red......

If she hadn't practiced her sword so hard, she would never lose if she wanted to be the best in the world!

Because the injury doesn't hurt, but it really hurts to take the medicine!

The smell of the gold sore medicine, and the smell of the little red pill, were tightly locked with the dark days of three years ago, and every time she used it, she remembered the desperate and angry thirteen-year-old lying in the coffin of the old man to recuperate.

It really hurts! It hurts so much that I can't feel it anymore!

Gu Shiwei gave herself the medicine, spread the placket she tore off on the ground, and wrapped the mask.

Then he casually picked up the fragments of the broken tombstone that I didn't know which brother had fallen to the ground, shoveled some of the poison powder that had been sprinkled on the ground, and put it into the empty bottle that contained the small pill before.

She stuck her sword in the ground, stood up, and walked to the other side of the mass grave.

The Gu Ren in front of her also lost a bow there, and she didn't know if there was a clue above, and she was thinking about it, and suddenly turned around and raised the crossbow machine in her sleeve behind her.

"Gu Shiwei, are you okay?"

Listening to this familiar voice, Gu Shiwei lowered her left hand, and she glared at the visitor angrily, "The military general does the business of the military general, what are you a civil official doing blindly?" In case you trip over the corpse of one of your brothers and lose your front teeth, how can you advise the court in the future! ”

"If you have a mouth, how can the official family maintain its prestige? Don't laugh anymore! ”

"Alas, but if you crash into a pillar and die in a roar of laughter, it is indeed quite unusual, and it is worth a note in the history books! A shortcut to realize your dreams, Han Yushi! ”

Han Shiyan stared at Gu Shiwei and looked at it, her face was full of blood, her clothes were in tatters, and she looked extremely embarrassed, but fortunately, she could still laugh.

Han Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief slightly, he glanced at Gu Shiwei's wound, and quickly looked away again, "You can still mock me, it seems that Han Mou came too early to collect the body of Gu's relatives!" ”

Gu Shiwei laughed, she looked behind Han Shiyan, and saw the little guy called Changguan standing aside with his arms crossed in the distance, and when he saw her looking over, he grinned at her and showed his big white teeth happily!

Gu Shiwei's smile stopped abruptly!

If the Han family also wears masks, then this one has to be engraved with Sick No. 2 on the back: Sick No. 2. (End of chapter)