Yunpingguo, Jinyangling.

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be about to fall to the ground, and the night seemed to fall early. The wind is terrible, and the leaves of the autumn wind are like butterflies rushing to sweep the land.

The thunder of "boom" was like splitting the sky and the earth, and the torrential rain fell instantly, and the damp and soft soil was poured through in an instant, and the mountain road was suddenly slippery and muddy.

Feeling the carriage slowly stop, whispers rang out in the blackened carriage. Jiang Xinghe lifted the curtain, and the fresh and moist mountain breeze immediately poured into the crowded and stuffy carriage, bringing a burst of refreshment.

"Childe, can you put down the curtain, my father is seriously ill and can't see the wind......" A green voice sounded in the deepest part of the carriage.

Jiang Xinghe looked back through the gap in the curtain and saw a scrawny figure lying in the arms of a young man with a vegetable face.

Jiang Xinghe looked apologetic, put down the curtain and groped in the faint light, and took out most of the steamed buns from the baggage. He tore off the crumbs of the steamed buns with tooth marks, carefully wrapped them in a square scarf, and handed the remaining half of the steamed buns to the young man.

The boy swallowed, but in the end he could not overcome the hunger in his belly, and after thanking him, he reached out and took it, and after chewing carefully, he fed it mouth-to-mouth to the patient in his arms.

They were all escorted by the Wind and Fire Dart Bureau.

Originally, they could not afford to pay for the carriage and horses because of their poor background, but after the unloading of the goods in the previous town, the carriage was empty, and then they had to cross the mountains and mountains, and seeing that the heavy rain was coming, the dart head had to let a few of them get into the carriage first, so as not to delay the journey.

But in a hurry, I still can't escape this storm.

Jiang Xinghe quietly listened to the shouting and cursing in the wind and rain across the carriage, and the people outside were doing their best to protect the goods from being invaded by the wind and rain.

Just as the voice was getting quieter and Jiang Xinghe closed his eyes to recuperate, a sudden shout sounded, followed by the sound of metal intersecting ping-pong, and the sound of scolding and cursing was endless.

Jiang Xinghe originally thought that it was the dart game that his own people had a bad pool, which caused the dart head to scold. But the sound of blades clashing suddenly woke him up.

He didn't care much, he lifted the curtain and looked out, his brows slightly furrowed and his expression solemn.

The sky was overcast, the rain was pouring down, and the wind was howling. On a rugged and muddy mountain road, the guards of the Wind and Fire Dart Bureau were surrounded by robbers. The sound of swords, shouts and cries mingled together, and the battle scene was extremely intense.

The robbers were outnumbered, armed with sharp blades, and rushed towards the panicked dart masters. Only the dart head was not afraid, and his body flashed like a flying swallow with the sword light and sword shadow of the bandits, and several people made the souls of the sword in the middle of the move.

The carriage was already in chaos, and the sound of shouting for the sky and the ground was endless.

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted, and Jiang Xinghe walked out of the carriage with his body bowed, only to see the coachman's heart hit by an arrow, and his body was lying crooked in the muddy water.

Although the dart masters tried their best to resist, how could they hold up the bandits who were several times their size, and people kept falling to the ground and dying amid screams.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Xinghe threw down the burden on his shoulders and jumped into the mud mixed with turbid yellow and red.

"Friend, lend you a sword." He leaned over and drew the long sword from the coachman's waist, then turned and ran down the mountain road.

Jiang Xinghe knew that behind the seemingly quiet team, there must be bandits in ambush! But the situation of the other three sides is even less optimistic!

In just a distance of more than ten zhang, Jiang Xinghe kept seeing the tuifu who fell in a pool of blood along the way, and the water gathered under his feet was red. But even though the trail was slippery, his pace was always rock-solid.

Surround three queyi, leave a way to live!

"Bell ......" The long sword in Jiang Xinghe's hand danced several sword flowers, and in the rain and fog, the three people who had originally sneaked up fell heavily to the ground, and the blood gushing out of their throats was extremely red.

At this time, Jiang Xinghe finally came to the end of the team, and two more people were killed by him on the road, but there was also a shocking wound on his chest and abdomen.

Suddenly, Jiang Xinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked sideways at the sky, only to see a girl in a blue dress falling from the sky, and the rain formed a well-defined outline around her.

Looking at the blood-soaked Jiang Xinghe, the beautiful girl chuckled and said in a voice: "Is this still my Jiang's junior brother with unparalleled qualifications in Tianyu Sect?!" A dog who is terrified of losing his home......"

Jiang Xinghe's mind exploded after hearing the words "Tianyu Gate", he held a sharp sword on the ground, and his incomplete memories came like snowflakes. He was overwhelmed by the flashing images.

With a bitter and hideous face, he finally confirmed some of the past after a long time!

Jiang Xinghe slowly raised his head, stared at the girl expressionlessly and said, "My sea of qi has been broken, my spiritual root has been dug up, and now I have a crippled memory, why do I really want to kill them all?" ”

The girl floated in the air without touching her feet, and said with a smile: "At the beginning, Senior Brother Meng was very kind and arranged for Senior Brother Jiang to be a miscellaneous servant in the sect, so that you could continue to stay in the sect. Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Jiang actually went down the mountain without saying goodbye, and now your crime is betraying the sect, and you should be beheaded! ”

Extraordinarily gracious? It's just to trap yourself!

Betrayal of the sect?? Since he became a waste, he has already been removed from the door!

deserves to be beheaded??? Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is the ultimate goal!

Jiang Xinghe laughed angrily, the pain of the wound had long been numb due to excessive blood loss, and he asked, "My sea of qi has been destroyed, but the sect knows it. forcibly moved my spiritual roots and cut off my hope of cultivating. Let me be with slaves and maids, and despise and insult ...... in every way."

"Senior Brother Jiang, it's useless to talk too much...... the girl frowned, she had heard a little about what happened to Jiang Xinghe, but she had no intention of getting involved, and she didn't want to hear a word more.

"Now that the time of death is approaching, what other words do you have to say?" When the girl said this, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Even if Jiang Xinghe was so down, the sect had already decided to get rid of the troubles forever!

Jiang Xinghe's mind flashed a lot of postures, but all of them were vague and gloomy backs, and every face was forbidden to be snooped in.

He laughed miserably, paused for a moment and said, "Tell those who think they can sit back and relax, they will never see Jiang Xinghe kneeling on the ground!" ”

Jiang Xinghe shook his body, and the caracal red of his blood almost stained half of his body.

There are thunderbolts in the air, and the rain is pouring freely!

He swung his sword to cut the reins of the cart and struggled to climb onto the horse. With a clear whistle, the horse's hooves splashed with dirty mud, and a man and a horse walked towards the gray rain and mist.

When she was about to break away from the limit of the girl's divine sense, an extremely powerful spiritual arrow pierced through the wind and rain, and instantly submerged into Jiang Xinghe's body, and the wound was as round as a mirror, dripping blood.

In the blurred vision, I saw a man fall on the back of a horse, and finally disappeared.

The girl was about to fly forward to check, but heard a hoarse voice coming from behind: "No need to go, he's dead." ”

The girl was silent, convinced of this.

"This skill is enough for you to obtain the remaining half of Tsukidan." Said a man hidden in a black robe.

There was no joy or sorrow in the girl's eyes, and there was no sigh, and it was not until the wind and rain stopped that she left alone.

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