After walking for nearly an hour, I finally went around the main road.

The killers seemed to have given up, and many excellent ambush spots on the road did not appear, leaving Feng Zhiping's heart hanging all the way, and he didn't let go until he returned to the main road, but he followed closely and lifted it tighter.

It is impossible for those people to give up the assassination, and if they do not appear, it is likely that there is a better ambush plan, and now there is no other way but to take one step at a time, and remain vigilant and adapt.

Time passed little by little, and before I knew it, it was before dawn.

After a night's journey, everyone's body was a little tired, but the body was more tired than the heart, and the ambush that had not appeared for a long time made people mentally exhausted, and in the deepest darkness before dawn, everyone's eyes were filled with a touch of sleep.

"Stop, listen to me. ”

Xu Wenyao suddenly stopped everyone, pointed to the front and said: "Turning the bend in front is the Ghost Crying Cliff, below is an abyss hundreds of meters deep, the water flow at the bottom is very fast, and there is ice in this season, and falling down is a dead end." There is a bridge on the Devil's Cry Cliff, and only this bridge can be passed nearby, otherwise we will have to detour ten miles from the north, and with our foot strength, if there is no other obstruction, we can almost arrive before noon. ”

"Do you want to take a detour?" Feng Zhiping frowned, "Are you worried that there is an ambush on the bridge?"

"That's right. ”

Xu Wenyao said in a deep voice: "At first, I thought that the Blood Knife Gate would be ambushed in the last five miles of the 'Baizhang Blue Sky' section, that section of the road is a straight and big uphill, and it is easy to stop me by preparing rolling stones and falling trees in advance, but I thought about it carefully and felt that the Ghost Crying Cliff was more likely. The road is straight but wide, judging from their numbers and our skills, it is not difficult for us to dodge and rush up, but the Ghost Crying Cliff is different, it is not difficult to hold the bridge, with their numbers. ”

"How wide is that bridge and is it strong?" Zhao Kang asked.

Xu Wenyao replied: "It is more than one zhang wide, which can accommodate two carriages in parallel, because most of the carriages that come from the view are large carts carrying mines, so the bridge is very strong." Its main body is a whole granite column, more than 100 meters long, directly across the two ends, the road is paved with green oka wood, are the best wood that has grown for thousands of years and contains a trace of aura, after processing hard and wear-resistant not afraid of water and fire, ten fully loaded minecarts at the same time are no problem, with their ability, destruction is not destroyed, can only guard. ”

"Paving the road with spiritual materials, how can they be so talented?" Ma Liu listened straightly.

Xu Wenyao smiled and waved his hand: "It's not a spiritual material, it's just that it has a trace of heaven and earth aura over the years, and it can't be made into a spiritual treasure. ”

"That whole granite pillar was also collected by them?" Feng Zhiping asked.

"Not really. Xu Wenyao explained, "That stone pillar was originally located across the Devil's Crying Cliff, and it is said that a long time ago, a congenital master passed by here and saw that the local mountain people were inconvenient to come and go, so he moved it from the mountain hundreds of miles away. After the discovery of mineral deposits in the mountains, the stone pillar bridge became the main road, the local people chiseled and polished the bridge deck, but it was still inconvenient, until the autumn knife will take over the mine to officially repair the stone pillar bridge, add non-slip wooden pavement and guardrails, and also set up a few iron cables underneath, so that when the carriage rolls over, it can block a block, so that people have a grasp of more life, which has become what it is now. ”、

Speaking of this, Xu Wenyao sighed, and said with some pity: "To be honest, the Autumn Dao Club is really good and very attentive, if this bridge fell into our hands at the beginning, I don't dare to say if we can be so careful." Don't look at the simplicity of those iron cables, I don't know how many lives have been saved over the years, but it's a pity that they dug up something they shouldn't have, and they were greedy and refused to hand it over. They also don't want to think about it, the imperial court has let us Jianghu people run Daqiu Mountain, is it that they can occupy it by just one official sect by borrowing power? Even if there is no Blood Knife Gate, there will be other red-eyed forces attacking them after a long time, if they agreed to cooperate with us at the beginning, why did they fall into this situation?"

Zhao Kang sneered twice: "People die for money, birds die for food, and if you don't have that catty and still dominate such a big bowl of rice, you have to be prepared to die." It is not a pity for such a person to die, there is nothing to be sorry for. ”

"That's what I said, but..."Xu Wenyao shook his head and let out a long sigh.

Feng Zhiping didn't pay attention to what they were saying, his mind was all about the stone pillar.

A whole pillar more than 100 meters long, thousands of years of treadmill pressure has not been broken, how strong is that, how heavy is it?

What kind of cultivation can move such a behemoth from a mountain hundreds of miles away?

He couldn't help but think of Wu Benshan's Zhenhuang Sword, Old Man Wu said that it was made by Qiu Mobai personally helping him move a thunder mountain from the depths of the sea of clouds, even if the person who moved the stone pillar did not have Qiu Mobai's cultivation, I am afraid that it must be a martial spirit, right?

At worst, it has to be a form, and it is not an ordinary form.

When he stood on the edge of the Devil's Cry Cliff and looked at the heavy stone bridge in the sky, he became more and more sure of his thoughts.

The ghost crying cliff is worthy of the word "ghost crying", the strong wind gusting in the mountains on both sides whined, the water at the bottom was turbulent and roaring, and the iron cable at the bottom of the bridge was swaying and clanging with the wind.

Looking at the stone monument standing at the head of the bridge, Feng Zhiping muttered: "Ghost Crying Bridge? ”

When Tan Gang heard this, he laughed: "Some people do call it that, but there is no grandma who sells soup here." ”

Xu Wenyao said with a smile: "It's winter, and the wind is a little stronger tonight, so it's more scary, next time you come to see it in summer, you will find that the scenery here is actually very good." ”

"Pull it down, it's enough to come to this place once. Feng Zhiping stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down, and sighed, "How big is the heart of the car to dare to go from here, not to mention us at this height, we have to finish playing if the innate fall of the spiritual consciousness period falls!"

A few years ago, there was a stupid hat in the spiritual consciousness period who asked someone to duel here, and he had to play with flowers on the iron rope if he didn't stand on the bridge deck, but there was a gust of wind, and he didn't step on it and fell down, and the body was found more than a month later, and at the place where we started downstream, only a cavity and half an arm remained. Tan Li couldn't help but interject, and after speaking, he also aimed at Zhao Kang intentionally or unintentionally, and along the way, he found that this guy who shook the fan in the cold winter was even more annoying than Feng Zhiping.

Zhao Kang noticed the gaze and immediately turned his gaze, Tan Li couldn't avoid looking at each other, Zhao Kang smiled slightly, and folded the fan a little forward: "Let's follow suit and try it?"

Where did Tan Li dare, glaring and saying, "You look at me like a stupid hat?"

"It's a stupid hat to fall down, but it's not if it doesn't fall, that's what makes an artist bold. How about playing?" Zhao Kang smiled modestly, but his eyes were full of provocation.

Tan was blocked, but he didn't dare to reply, so he opened his face and didn't look at this nasty guy.

Walking onto the bridge deck, keeping their hands on their blades to keep their vigilance, several people walked slowly.

The bridge is unsheltered, the mountain wind is stronger, there is no special maintenance of the Autumn Knife Society, and there is no big car to run over it for a long time, and the bridge deck is covered with a layer of thin ice, which creaks and skiddies from time to time.

"Be careful, walk on the lines and don't go near the edges. Xu Wenyao reminded in a low voice, and the team immediately tightened a little, and their steps were slower and more steady.

Leaning less, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and the tails that had been thrown off before finally caught up, and when they saw them cautiously, they immediately followed in the same way.

Seeing that there was no danger halfway through, some impatient ones began to speed up their pace, and when they passed by them, they did not forget to leave a sneer, seemingly polite hug of their fists: "Everyone, I'll take the first step." ”

"Hurry up to reincarnate!" Yu Daring was indignant, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Xu Hao followed aside, and was about to be reminded when he saw this, when a scream and several exclamations came from the front.

"Who?!"

"Despicable!!"

The next moment, a familiar evil laugh came.

"We've been waiting for a long time, why are you here?"

followed by another exclamation, Feng Zhiping vaguely saw a person flying out of the bridge, and the rest of the people retreated sharply, but for some reason, people kept falling to the ground and screaming in pain, as if they had been hit by a hidden weapon, and in front of them, Song Luo carried a big knife and came slowly with five fellow disciples.

Every time someone passed by, they all made up for it, and Song Luo, who was in the lead, complained softly as if chatting with an old friend: "Walk so slowly, do you know that it's cold here, look at us frozen, how are you going to compensate?"

"Don't kill me! I'll give you whatever you want, please don't kill me!" A man knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, tears streaming down his face, and it was easy to feel his horror and despair.

Song Luo paused, as if he was considering, and when the man's heart was happy, he suddenly took out a knife and passed through his neck, and the good head rolled to the ground, and he was bathed in the blood spurting out of the broken neck with a horizontal knife, and sighed with contrived regret.

"I really want to spare you, but I can't find a reason!"

This scene made people's hearts chill, and Feng Zhiping immediately stopped.

The people who robbed the front finally withdrew two, and Lao Dong grabbed one and dragged it to his side: "What's the matter, what kind of secret weapon did they use?"

"Tribulus terrestris, they sprinkled a lot of thistle on the road!" the man stammered, his body trembling in terror.

Lao Dong Ji deserved his life, secretly scolded such a small courage to dare to come out and walk the rivers and lakes, Zou frowned and threw people behind him: "Get out." ”

As if he had been pardoned, the man ran to the rear echelon, stopped and watched with the others, and waited for the people of Cangshan to open the way.

After killing the last person, Song Luo shook the residual blood on the knife and stood still from a distance, looked at them one by one, and saw Feng Zhi usually laughing happily.

"You're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"I've been looking for you for a long time. Feng Zhiping slowly drew his sword and said with a smile, "Do me a favor, wipe the knife clean, and let me save some strength." ”