On the eighth day of September, in the early morning.

Thirty miles away from Huashan to the south, there is a broken temple isolated in the barren mountains and mountains, which is sparsely populated and desolate and deserted on weekdays.

Yesterday evening, the broken temple ushered in a group of uninvited guests. On this night, the bonfire was blazing, and the figures were longing, and it was very lively.

In the tattered Heavenly King's Hall, a burly man in a black robe and a golden mask was sitting cross-legged in front of the offering table. His eyes were closed, his breath was long, and his body was like a wax figure, as if he had settled down.

In the hall, a bonfire is lit to bring a touch of warmth to the cold autumn night.

At this time, three men and one woman sat around the campfire, silent with each other, without saying a word. Every move is cautious and light, for fear of disturbing the man who is meditating.

Outside the hall, there were more than 20 people with swords and swords. They are in groups of three or five, or they are sleeping, or talking and laughing quietly, or they are contemplating and sleeping, or they are drinking and eating meat, and they seem very lazy. This group of people is a disciple of Longxiang Mountain from Weichu Mansion in Dali, and the person at the head is one of the "Ten Impermanences" of Longxiang Mountain, Xu Ren.

At this moment, the golden-faced man who was kneeling cross-legged in the Heavenly King's Hall was none other than the Holy Lord of Longxiang Mountain, chasing the moon with clouds.

Sitting around the bonfire were Si Wudao, the "Daoless Monk", Tang Xuan, the "Ghost Hand Rakshasa", and Tang Xuan's personal disciple, Li Haitang.

In addition, there is also a young woman with a fairy posture and a beautiful national color.

At the age of more than 20 years old, he has willow eyebrows and starry eyes, apricot face and peach cheeks, bee waist and ape back, crane and mantis shape, especially those sparkling and moving eyes, which are simply unforgettable and haunting.

The black hair is like a waterfall, the white clothes are like snow, the classics are handsome, exquisite, and transparent, and she is a stunning beauty who has captivated the country and the city.

If Lu Tingxiang and Liu Xunyi saw her, they would be surprised and shocked. Because this woman's appearance is almost exactly the same as that of the first beauty in the Water Pavilion.

The difference is the dress of the two, and the look that lingers between the eyebrows.

The charm and enchantment of the white frost, hesitation and weakness, can not find half a point in this woman.

On the contrary, this goddess is calm, her eyes are clear and firm, especially the confidence that emanates from the inside out, and the unique heroism of those who practice martial arts, which is completely different from the hoarfrost.

She is the pearl of Yun Chasing the Moon, Yun Jianping!

"Bang, bang!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the broken temple, breaking the silence that lasted all night in the Heavenly King's Palace.

After a while, Xu Ren led three mysterious people wearing hats and robes into the main hall, and respectfully replied to Yun Chaiyue: "Holy Lord, the guests have arrived. ”

Hearing this, Tang Xuan's face turned straight and he instructed Li Haitang: "You and Xu Ren step back together." ”

"Yes. ”

Li Haitang looked the three mysterious people up and down curiously, and then under Tang Xuan's urging gaze, he left the main hall and closed the door tightly.

"You're late. ”

Yun Chasing Moon quietly spoke, and at the same time slowly opened his eyes. In an instant, two terrifying rays of light burst out from his eyes, like two sharp swords, piercing people's hearts.

"It's not that we're late, it's that the Cloud Holy Lord is early. Hehe......"

With a burst of hoarse laughter, the leader slowly took off the hat on his head, revealing a spirited old face. This person is none other than the Lord of Chifeng Ridge, Yan Wuji.

Along with Yan Wuji, there were two middle-aged men.

Among them, the fierce face and strong figure are the Xijing generals stationed in the camp in northern Beijing, Sui Zuo.

On the second day of August last year, Sui Zuo led his troops to break into the Qin Mansion and make a big fuss. Therefore, for this person, the six major schools and the four great families are no strangers.

The martial arts conference was reconvened, and Sui Zuo played an important role in fueling the fire.

The other person was Sui Zuo's guard, his face was like white ash, his eyes were hesitant, his mind was worried, anxious, and he seemed to be very nervous.

"Cloud Holy Lord, this is the confidant and favorite general of the Mongolian Great Khan, Sui Zuo. Yan Wuji enthusiastically introduced the two sides to each other, "General Sui, this is the famous Holy Lord of Longxiang Mountain, Cloud Chasing the Moon. ”

At this moment, Sui Zuo's eyes were full of contempt and contempt when he looked at Yun Chasing the Moon, and pouted: "Where is my Dao Cloud Chasing Moon sacred? ”

After that, Sui Zuo's face changed to a joking look again, and said: "I have heard that the martial arts of the Holy Lord of Longxiang Mountain are unfathomable, but you Han people have always liked to exaggerate, and at every turn, 'flying down three thousand feet', 'turning into snow at dusk', and the list goes on. I don't know if the evaluation of the Cloud Holy Lord is exaggerated?"

In the face of Sui Zuo's provocation, Tang Xuan and Si Wudao couldn't help but feel angry.

Yun chased the moon calmly, and replied without distemper: "The world is big, and there are many ignorant people, and there is one tonight." I like to praise and comment on my own insight. In fact, they sit and talk about it, and talk about it on paper. It's just strange that there are too many stupid people in the world, and it sets off the unfathomable depth of Yun. Speaking of which...... I'm ashamed. ”

Yun Chasing Yue's tone was as flat as water, and Sui Zuo was sarcastic in three or two sentences.

Seeing that Sui Zuo was speechless for a while, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Yun Jianping couldn't help but let out a chuckle, which made the atmosphere suddenly become a little embarrassing.

"General Sui has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, so he doesn't know the rules of the rivers and lakes very well, and I hope that the Cloud Holy Lord will forgive me. Yan Wuji hurriedly rounded the field, and then explained to Sui Zuo, "The Cloud Holy Lord is a leader in the rivers and lakes, a hero, and he has always been quick to talk, and he also invited General Sui Haihan. ”

"Lord Yanling, you and I met tonight, why did you bring two outsiders?"

"General Sui has long admired the name of the Cloud Holy Lord, so he implored Yan to introduce him, so that he could see your true face. Yan Wuji smiled, "As for the other ......"

As for this, Yan Wuji's smile suddenly became a little treacherous, and he said meaningfully: "It is the purpose of you and I meeting tonight." ”

"Oh?"

As if surprised by Yan Wuji's answer, Yun Chaiyue's eyes gradually became a little strange when he looked at the Mongolian guard.

According to the rules set on the second day of August last year, anyone who intends to compete for the leader of the martial arts alliance must first kill a Tartar and swear a blood oath in front of the heroes of the world.

Therefore, when Yan Wuji was wooing Yun Chasing the Moon, he promised to prepare a Mongolian head for him so that he could participate in the martial arts conference.

That's what they met tonight.

Unexpectedly, Yan Wuji did not bring a human head, but a living person.

"In this case, there is only disrespect in the next place. ”

Seeing that Yun Chaiyue nodded slightly, Si Wudao stepped forward quickly, wanting to capture the Mongolian guard.

However, Sui Zuo took the first step in front of the guard, and a pair of tiger eyes glared at Si Wudao viciously, and said in disgust: "Get out!"

"Lord Yan Ling!" Yun Chaiyue's eyes sank, and his tone became more and more unkind, "What does this mean?"

Yan Wuji's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly came to Sui Zuo's side, gently tugged on Sui Zuo's sleeve with his hand, and said in a low voice: "General Sui, haven't we already agreed ......?"

"Lord Yan Ling, do you really believe that he can lead those Han people?" Sui Zuo asked without looking back, "Even at the expense of a warrior for this?"

Yan Wuji was displeased, and said in a deep voice: "The old man has explained it clearly to the Great Khan. If General Sui had any doubts, he could personally ask the Great Khan. ”

"I'm not questioning the Great Khan's orders, I'm just not trusting the man in front of me. Sui Zuo turned his fierce gaze to Yun Chaiyue and said with contempt, "What even Lord Yan Ling can't do with all his efforts, it's up to him to ...... And how?"

"General Sui doesn't have to worry about this matter. Yan Wuji said angrily, "Now, you just have to hand over Tu Meng to them. Don't forget, it was you who promised in advance that the old man was willing to take you to see the Cloud Holy Lord. I hope that General Sui can look at the face of the Great Khan and not embarrass the old man. ”

Tumeng is the name of this Mongolian guard.

The muscles on Sui Zuo's face trembled violently, and under Yan Wuji's cold gaze, he forcibly suppressed the unbearability in his heart, slowly gave in, and exposed the complex and trembling Tu Meng in front of Si Wudao.

"Bring it down......"

"Wait a minute!"

Without waiting for Yun Chaiyue to order, Sui Zuo spoke again: "Even if you die, you shouldn't die under your sword!"

After saying that, Sui Zuo suddenly turned around, stared at Tu Meng, who pretended to be strong, with excited eyes, and encouraged: "The warriors of the grassland are never afraid of death. Tu Meng, put away your cowardice and weakness, and don't let these Han people see jokes. ”

"Yes......" Tu inhaled heavily, but still couldn't suppress the tremor of his voice.

"Tu Meng, you died for the Great Khan, for the steppe, for your people, even though you die a glorious death! Your name will always be remembered by your people, and your descendants will receive eternal glory. ”

At this time, Tu Meng's eyes began to change from cowardice to nervousness, from nervousness to solemnity, and from solemnity to madness.

His eyes were red, tears welled up in his eyes, and he kept crying, "Come on!"

"Tu Meng, close your eyes. ”

Under Sui Zuo's order, Tu Meng's hazy teary eyes slowly closed with great reluctance.

"Eagles of the grassland, spread your wings and fly high!

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

With a loud shout, the cold light came out of the sheath, blood splattered seven steps, and the head was thrown away.

Until the bloody head rolled to the ground, Tu Meng's eyes still blinked a few times consciously, and his lips squirmed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth after all.

Sui Zuo's movements were as fast as lightning in one go. He used his own way to give Tu Meng a good time.

"Cloud Chasing the Moon, remember your promise to the Great Khan, don't let the blood of the warriors be shed in vain!"

Sui Zuo pointed his bloody blade at Yun Chaiyue, who was not frightened, and threatened: "If you disappoint the Great Khan, I will definitely not let you go." ”

"There is labor!"

Yun Chaiyue didn't even blink an eyelid, just responded casually, and instead ordered Si Wudao to put away Tu Meng's head in a wooden box for the martial arts conference.

"The old man wishes the Cloud Holy Lord success in his life, winning the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance in one fell swoop, and achieving the hegemony of the rivers and lakes!"

Yan Wuji stretched out his hand and pressed Sui Zuo's blade, and then bowed his hand slightly towards Yun Chasing the Moon, and said in a greeting: "Huashan people have many eyes, and the old man should not stay for a long time, so I will leave for the time being, and wait for the good news of the Cloud Holy Lord." ”

"Wait!"

Without waiting for Yan Wuji and Sui Zuo to leave, Yun Chasing the Moon's voice suddenly sounded, causing the two of them to stagnate.

"What else is the matter with the Cloud Holy Lord?"

"I heard that someone was hiding a large number of blades in Huashan Town, and tonight I saw the battle-hardened General Sui. Since he is a general, he should have a heavy army. Thinking about it this way, General Sui and those soldiers ...... It's not a coincidence, right?"

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