The autumn rain weeps mulberry cypress, and the horse's hooves tramp on the swamp. In a dense forest thirty miles outside Yunyin City, the seven horsemen were hurrying in the rain. The wind brought up by the galloping horses lifted the robes of several people. The two riders at the head were faintly seen as a middle-aged man and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. The man's face was grim, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know whether the rain had obscured his vision or delayed everyone's trip. The young man has sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, his face is slightly pale, and his lips are pursed, as if it is because of the non-stop work for many days, and the fatigue of the boat and car makes the young man's face tired.

The sound of breaking wind, under the cover of rain and hooves, suddenly rose in the dense forest in front of everyone. The middle-aged man twisted his thick eyebrows, strangled the reins with his left hand, and raised the front hooves of the jujube red horse under his crotch, splashing a string of rain swords. The middle-aged man took out a long lance on the side of the saddle with his right hand, and the lance picked it up, blocking a feather arrow from the young man's face on the side of the straight pen. At this time, the young man woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly stopped his horse, standing still on the side of the middle-aged man, and his hand was pressed on the weapon on his waist. The five attendants behind him also drew their knives in their hands, forming a semicircle on the sides of the two of them.

The only sound of rain falling to the ground and a few tired snorts of horses could be heard. The rain curtain squeezed the cold atmosphere in the forest towards everyone present, and the legend of several attendants became more and more rapid, and the rain slapped through the brim of the hats on everyone's faces and rolled down with the cold sweat on the foreheads of several people. The middle-aged man took a deep breath, looked around, and then arched his fist in the southwest direction and asked: "In Yunjin River, Yunyin Villa, I don't know which friend's way on the rivers and lakes has offended, you might as well show up and go to my Yunyin Villa, and Yun can also do the friendship of the landlord." But there was no response from the front, but the rain was denser and tighter. Seeing this, the young man on Yun Jinhe's side raised his eyebrows, and said: "Where did the bandit Ye Xiu come from, the person who dared to sneak attack my Yunyin Villa in my Yunyin Realm is really an old birthday star...... "Lan'er, stop!" Before the words fell, the middle-aged man spoke out to stop him, but unexpectedly, more than a dozen arrows broke through the air. The young man seemed to be on guard, snorted lightly, raised his left hand, and shot out more than ten white lights, and more than a dozen cloud-shaped short shuttles met the flying arrows. The contemptuous smile on the young man's face that had not yet bloomed froze in an instant. I saw that the Yun family's world-famous falling cloud shuttle was like residual snow touching the soup, and the moment it touched the feather arrow, it shattered into smoke and dust and scattered in the rain. The feather arrows were unabated, and the rain shrouded several people.

"Master of the Imperial Soul Realm!" Yun Jinhe's voice was solemn, but he did not hesitate to move in his hand, his left hand lightly pressed the horse's neck, jumped into the air, and the long lance in his right hand made a series of electric and fiery shadows, which actually rolled up the rain in the sky one after another, forming a rain Jiao in the air, and pounced on the menacing rain of arrows. The rain Jiao collided with the rain of arrows, and it made a sharp stabbing sound of metal colliding. The arrows touched the rain and fell to the ground. But he didn't want to be followed by more dense feathered arrows whistling down, the arrows were so dense that even the rain could not penetrate them, and the dragon castrated unabated, crashing head-on into the arrow wall. As if he was afraid that the dragon would decline, Yun Jinhe in mid-air bent his knees, forcibly lifted a breath of vitality, danced the long lance in his hand again, rolled up the second, and four or three rain dragons rushed towards the arrow cluster one after another.

At this time, the five attendants had already gathered in front of the young man named Lan'er, each with round eyes and cold light out of their sheaths, staring at the place where the dragon and the rain arrow were entangled. It's not that they are greedy for life and afraid of death, or they are so frightened by the sudden attack that they forget to come forward to help, but before this trip, Yun Jinhe had already told a few people that if they were attacked on the way back, they would never fight, and they would protect the young man at all costs. At first, on the return trip, a few people were quite slanderous, the dignified Yunyin Villa, the overlord of Yin Xunzhou in the southeast of the Great Xia Dynasty, and one of the eight pillars of the Great Xia Dynasty, how could anyone dare to have evil thoughts in the territory of Yin Xun Prefecture. How do you know, the master of Yunzhuang is a prophecy, and there are really people who dare to make a move on everyone's return journey, not to mention that it is less than thirty miles away from Yunyin City. This is like someone intercepting and killing the emperor under the imperial city wall, which shows that the person who comes is not good, and it is bound to win.

But a few people ignored it, if it was usual, naturally few people dared to blatantly intercept the owner of the villa and the owner of the young village, but this time the seven people were all micro-service travelers, and there were only two people who knew the itinerary of a few people in the village. The trip did not take the seven times by the guard of honor, and the mountain villa was guarded. There is no pillar king flag, and the people who attack will naturally not be afraid of everyone's identity.

In the flash of lightning, the three rain Jiao smashed several feather arrows, but the arrows were like ten thousand ants devouring elephants, and the dragon's energy was exhausted in a few breaths. At this time, Yun Jinhe stepped on the ground with both feet, supported the ground with a long lance in his right hand, and took out a brown porcelain bottle from his arms with his left hand, and poured the pills inside into his mouth, and his blue complexion returned to a few traces of blood red. You must know that Yunjinhe can become a pillar country, a state vassal king, in addition to the ancestor of the Yun family is the founding merit of Great Xia, and the rest of the descendants are blessed, he himself is also a giant guarding the southeast, the southern border of Great Xia borders the northern boundary of Southern Liang, Southern Liang is the name of Great Xia, and the Southern Liang people call themselves Great Liang. Nanliang was originally a small vassal country of Great Xia, ten Jiazi ago, when the emperor was obsessed with poetry, calligraphy and painting, and had no psychological politics and martial arts, resulting in chaos in the court, and the national strength was weak, many sweet potatoes took this opportunity to break away from Great Xia, no longer called ministers, and established themselves as emperors. The successive emperors worked hard to recover the lost territory, but they fought for many years, and it was inevitable to take care of one and lose the other. Therefore, although several emperors were wonderful people, they still left several lost lands such as Nanliang to continue to grow, and finally formed a situation of several countries. In recent years, the surrounding countries of Great Xia have been eyeing each other, and several borders have also repeatedly smoked, if it were not for Yun Jinhe, the master of the Imperial Soul Realm, to deter the soldiers of the Southern Liang and Northern Regions, as well as the rivers and lakes of Yin Xun and Southern Liang, I am afraid that the people of Yizhou would have already lived in dire straits, showing white bones, and the ridges of the fields were scorched.

Now, the person who can make Yun Jinhe completely unable to gain the upper hand in the fight can be seen in his strength. The three dragons gradually withered, and finally turned into mist and dissipated in the rain curtain in the sky, and the oncoming arrow rain was no longer one in ten. As they approached, the five attendants raised their hands in unison, and the arrows snapped and fell to the ground with a flash of swords, and the splashed muddy water stuck to the hems of the leather boots and robes of several people. At this time, Yun Xuelan lost his initial impulsiveness, and the city and bearing of the children of the big clan overcame the initial fear and anger, he clenched his fists tightly with one hand, and held the blade at his waist with the other, his teeth had bitten his lower lip bloodially.

In a few breaths, there were no more swords and arrows in the air. The tranquility did not last a moment. The silence was not shot by a new round of arrows, but a few figures, moving through the forest, but without the slightest sound, as if they were integrated with the rain. At this time, it was the end of Shen and the beginning of the first month, and it coincided with the autumn rain, although several people were martial arts cultivators, but under the cover of such a dim rain curtain, it was difficult to distinguish the number and appearance of the people who came.

Yun Jinhe put the long lance inserted into the soil back in his hand, and glanced back at the six people behind him, but not only did his face lose color. I saw that several attendants who had just resisted the rain sword were tired on their faces, their eyes were foggy, and the three of them could still hold the ground with their swords and barely stand, but the other two were already slumped on the ground. At this time, the young man called Yun Xuelan was kneeling on one knee, and the hand that was originally holding the weapon was tightly squeezing into his other arm, and the other arm was still clenching his fist.

"Huangmei season, are you from the soap well of the Liang Dynasty?" Yun Jinhe asked in a voice with anxiety and anger.

"The owner of Xun'an Wang Yun Zhuang really lives up to his reputation, and he can still be so calm when he hits our Huangmei season. Oh, roar, roar, roar, really a tiger father has no dog, I didn't expect that Yun Shaozhuang owner had such cultivation and perseverance at a young age, although it had been poisoned in his body, he could still support it. Tut-tut, what a young man! Between the dark shadows, a gloomy and sympathetic voice seemed to be able to penetrate the barrier of rain and wind, and sounded in the ears of a few people who were still conscious.

"You rats hiding in the wells dare to come to my Great Xia, and you dare to come to the realm of my Yunyin City, you are really asking for your own death. At the beginning, Chen'er led people to exterminate your mouse hole, but I didn't expect a few to survive. Yun Jinhe's words at this time became cold and calm.

"Back then, Ling's son-in-law was really majestic, almost slaughtering our entire soap well, fortunately, there is no endless road, Lord Yunzhuang, Lord Yun, do you know how we survived?" The first one was a little rickety, and his face was like a tree, and the faces of the rest were hidden in the darkness.

Without waiting for Yun Jinhe to speak, the voice of the leader like a mandrill sounded again, "One person went to slaughter the six over there, and served our Young Master Yun well, and the others and I cleaned up this Yun Jinhe, he was hit by the Huangmei season, and he couldn't support it for long." With that, a thin black shadow behind this person floated towards Yun Xuelan and the others. And the remaining five people surrounded the Yunjin River in an arc. Yun Jinhe glanced at the distance, then glanced sideways at his son, and then ignored it completely, and waved his long lance to fight with a few people.

And the thin black shadow had already come to Yun Xuelan, who was almost lying on the ground, his face was expressionless, as if he was not about to slaughter a few lambs to be slaughtered, nor did he have the pride of life and death in the palm of his hand. His right hand slowly touched the cuff of his left arm, and pulled it outward, not seeing him take out any weapon, but directly withdrawing a filament from the silkworm robe he was wearing, holding his thumb and index finger, and shaking his fingers slightly, the thin filament that should have been soft actually cut off the rain in the air. He waved his hand, and the filament flew over Yun Xuelan's head to a squire who was limp on the ground, and the silk thread pierced from the front of the forehead and brought up a blood line behind the head, and then, the person's head was like a watermelon that had been cut, split in two, and rolled to the ground.

An attendant, who was still struggling to support, staggered towards Yun Xuelan while rubbing the soles of his feet against the ground with his knife. But in an instant, a red light flashed, and the two heads flew up in the air, and his body moved a few steps forward before falling beside Yun Xuelan. Yun Xuelan's face was expressionless, and it was difficult to distinguish joy, but there was a red spot where she pulled into her arm.

"Puff" followed by two sounds, along with four fleshy human heads. The man in black turned his gaze to the last attendant, and his footsteps also moved a few steps forward, just standing beside Yun Xuelan. At the moment when he raised his hand again and threw out the filament, Yun Xuelan's hand that had been clenching his fist suddenly lifted and released, and the two falling cloud shuttles shot straight into the temples and neck of the man in black. A mocking look finally appeared on the black-clad man's expressionless face, and he bent forward, two falling clouds flew behind his head, cutting off a few strands of gray hair. And the filament of his right hand pierced the forehead of the last attendant. But at this moment, Yun Xuelan slashed into the other hand of her arm, and with the strength of raising her arm just now, she pulled out a blood-red silk string and shot it at the lower abdomen of the man in black. At the moment when the blood-red silk string was about to ingest into the opponent's abdomen, the black-clothed man's left hand came in a palm. With a snap, the silk string passed through the palm of his hand, but because of this momentary obstruction, it shot on the left rib of the man in black. He tightly grasped the red string passing through his palm with his hand, turned his head sideways to look at Yun Xuelan, and squeezed out a giggle from his hideous and cruel expression, he said: "It is rumored that Master Yun Shaozhuang has been cultivating the pulse qin since he was a child, using the meridians to warm the qin, and raising the strings with flesh and blood, so I have long been wary. I just deliberately leaked a flaw when I killed the last person and came to your side just to induce you to attack me. I know that your falling cloud shuttle is just a sound, so I sold you a flaw again, so that you can use your pulse at the bottom of the box, and now you have used all the means, and we have been hit by the poison of our Huangmei season, this poison is we have already applied to the previous feather arrows, the purpose of the feather arrows is not to hurt people at all, how can the guards of the dignified Yunyin Village Owner's secret travel belt be prepared later, how can they be injured by the feather arrows. The poison of the Huangmei season must be effective when it encounters water, penetrating deep into the human skin, although this poison will not be fatal, but it can deplete the vitality in the body of the person who cultivates martial arts. Just now you split the feather arrow, and the poison of the Huangmei season splashed on you with the rain, Young Master Yun, you have the cultivation of the fetal realm at a young age, which is really rare, but it is a pity, such a young handsome man, but because of the conspiracy and betrayal of the people around him, he died here, you have to thank your ......" Unexpectedly, before the words fell, Yun Xuelan's lips that had been closed for a long time suddenly opened, and a blood-red string flew out of his mouth, but the difference was that this string was glowing with a silver halo. The silver string was extremely fast, dilating in the newly glowing pupils of the man in black, piercing straight into the latter's eyebrows. "You'd rather use your liver and intestines to break your ...... by destroying your own essence" The head of the man in black exploded at this time, but it was different from the one that was divided into two, but the knots were blown into a blood mist.

Yun Xuelan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a pale face, he looked at the place where his father Yun Jinhe was fighting with the other five. Yun Jinhe and the withered old man led by him are both in the Imperial Soul Realm, but there are still four masters who are attacking from the side, and they have become a little overwhelmed from the middle. Yun Xuelan's expression was solemn, although this trip was a secret operation, only 5 followers were brought on the surface, everyone went out day and night, traveling lightly, and it would not attract attention, but in the past, every mission or action in the mountain villa must have several secret guards following behind the team. Although it is necessary to keep a distance in case it is detected by someone with a heart, it has been two pillars of incense now, and the fighting is so loud here, it stands to reason that the dark guard should also come, but now that it has not appeared, it must be trapped by someone. Could it be that the other party is not the only one who has this group of people? Thinking like this, the medicinal effect of the Huangmei season intensified when Yun Xuelan was injured, and he bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly kept himself awake. But the pain in his body made him a little trance-like.

But at this time, the sound of horses' hooves and footsteps sounded in two directions in the depths of the dense forest, and the sound of human voices, rain and horses' hooves was in the ears. The bitterness at the corner of the boy's mouth was soaked by the rain, and he spat a mouthful of blood, "What a fucking house leak happened to rain overnight!" the boy touched his face and cursed softly.