Three hundred miles away from Wan'an County, there is a vast mountain range, here, thousands of high mountains can be seen everywhere, the strange stones on it rise, the vegetation is coarse and amazing, extremely magnificent, the mountains, the peaks are green and the valleys are green, the flowing springs and waterfalls, everywhere erupts with Xia Rui, emitting brilliant light, and the breath of the fairy road fills the heaven and earth.

Seongju and Seongju are both dependent territories of Korea in the past, and this mountain range is connected to Seongju, but for thousands of years, those who dare to walk in this mountain range are all death row prisoners who are outlaws, because this seemingly idyllic mountain range has a very unpleasant name: "No Return Mountain", as its name suggests, once you enter the mountain range, there is no return, this is a forbidden land, a forbidden place for human beings, and a forbidden place known to Koreans.

The Wuhui Mountain Range seems to be peaceful, but in fact, there are murderous intentions hidden everywhere, there are fierce birds and beasts everywhere, and there are many fierce beasts that have opened their minds, but killing is their nature, once there are invaders, all of them have become food in their mouths, South Korea once had a generation of emperors who wanted to conquer this mountain range, as a result, hundreds of thousands of elite iron horses, more than 30 immortals were all buried here, no one survived, but South Korea paid more than that, at that time, the grandfather of the fierce general Meng Tian took advantage of South Korea's loss of soldiers, Take 12 cities in Korea.

All of a sudden, South Korea suffered huge losses.

Later, successive Han kings listed this mountain range as a forbidden place in Korea.

However, in this forbidden land, there is a tall and elegant white-clothed swordsman, who holds a long sword in his hand, this sword is engraved with the seven-star symbol and a vivid and natural flying dragon pattern, the blade and the end of the sword are like lightning in the air, radiant, cold and swishing, it is really a rare sword in the world.

The white-clothed swordsman held a sword in one hand and a child about ten years old in the other, but the swordsman had no less than thirty scars on his body, including swords, halberd wounds, sword wounds, and countless fierce beast scratches, and a white robe was stained with a lot of blood, but the pale swordsman didn't seem to care about these scars, his eyes were so firm and indifferent, and he took the child all the way, but if you observe carefully, you can find that the afterglow of his eyes is looking around, very vigilant.

The plainly dressed child looked gloomy and sad at the moment, because the big hand holding his little hand had always been wet, and he knew that it was not sweat, but blood, the blood of the swordsman in white.

"Uncle, why don't you sit down and rest for a while," after a long time, the child looked up, and there was a little pleading in his eyes.

The swordsman did not stop or look at the child's little face full of pleading, but said lightly, "Uncle is not tired, eleven, we have to leave this mountain range as soon as possible, so that we can have a glimmer of life,"

The swordsman's voice was cold, but it was full of pity.

"It's all bad for Eleven, and it's even a burden to the uncle, uncle, just give me to them!" the child who was replaced by Eleven suddenly cried;

Hearing this, the swordsman suddenly stopped, and then slowly turned to look at Eleven, who was raining tears, and said, "Eleven, you have to believe that Uncle, we will be able to leave alive, they ...... can't stop the sword in the uncle's hand. ”

"If there is no Eleven, even the gods are not the opponents of the uncle, but the eleven is useless, and the uncle is injured everywhere," the more Eleven said, the more sad he became.

"Eleven, you have to remember, you are the son of the hero Jing Ke, your name is Jing Eleven, you can't say that you are useless in the future, uncle believes in you, you will definitely be able to become a hero like your father in the future," the swordsman said softly;

Jing Shiyi shook his head violently and choked up, I don't want to be a hero, I just want my uncle to be safe.

The swordsman frowned, but before he could speak, a strange sound came from behind him, and the swordsman didn't think about it, so he picked up Jing Shiyi and jumped high, quickly dodging hundreds of meters away.

"Roar ......! Roar ......"

A behemoth appeared where the swordsman had just stood, and with a single grab, the earth blasted out of a large crater and splattered mud and rocks.

A tall lion, golden and dazzling, but with three heads, domineering and mighty, extremely breathtaking. As if they had missed a single hit, the three lions roared and thundered, shaking the surrounding trees.

"A lion with three heads, how can it still have three heads?" Jing Shiyi exclaimed, he had seen a fierce beast with eight legs, ten legs, and seven or eight tails these days, but he had never seen one with three heads.

"Eleven, these are three golden lions, a fierce beast with unopened intelligence," said the swordsman, who did not take the lion seriously.

"Three golden lions, three heads, and golden hair, but also worthy of the name," Jing Shiyi said;

"Uncle, then let's leave quickly, as soon as you make a move, you will pull the injury on your body, let's ignore it," Jing Shiyi then said;

The swordsman shook his head and said, "This beast itself is not very powerful, but the nose on its left head is extremely good, and the ability to search and track is very good, if we don't kill it, we will be even more passive,"

Without waiting for Jing Shiyi to say anything, the swordsman's sleeves were around, and Jing Shiyi was swept up by a force and flew up to a big tree.

"Uncle, be careful!" shouted Jing Shiyi;

"Roar ......" The three golden lions saw that the ant with such a weak body not only did not flee, but provoked it, and immediately became furious and pounced fiercely.

The swordsman's body swept out, like a wisp of long rainbow, the long sword in his hand slashed, the sword qi poured out, and the three golden lions slapped their claws and touched the sword qi, and they were drawn out of a hideous tiger's mouth.

The three golden lions were furious, and the three heads opened their bloody mouths and bit at the swordsman, who quickly turned sideways and retreated backwards, while the long sword in his hand rose diagonally, and a sword qi like a thin line slashed through the heavens and the earth.

Seeing this sword light, Jing Shiyi's fists clenched on the tree, and he gestured viciously, "Dead ......!"

However, as soon as his voice fell, a lion's head was thrown high, and a pillar of blood soared into the sky.

"Roar...... The three golden lions let out a terrible scream in pain, but it did not die.

"Oh...... this broken lion has three heads, and if you cut off one of them, it won't die, can it have three lives?" Jing Shiyi muttered a little unwillingly; In this case, the uncle will have to perform the 'Heaven and Earth Line' twice, and the injuries on his body will become more serious, this damn stinky lion, one day, I will kill your whole family."

At the end of the sentence, the delicate little face became extremely distorted, the fists were clenched, and the inconspicuous green tendons appeared.

Having a head cut off, the three golden lions not only did not escape, but became extremely bloodthirsty, their eyes blood-red, roared a few times, and bit at the swordsman even more ferociously.

The swordsman was still expressionless, waiting for the three golden lions to approach, gently pulled a sword flower, and then suddenly exerted force, like lightning shot out, suddenly, a sword light was horizontal, this sword light did not know how it appeared, just look at the swordsman and the three golden lions passed by, that sword light has been born, the lion rushed forward, the swordsman continued to move forward.

However, the speed of the swordsman was faster, reaching two hundred meters away in an instant, and the three lions seemed to sense that something was wrong with their bodies and forcibly stopped, but the moment they stopped, a head rolled off its neck and a column of blood shot out again.

At this time, the swordsman slowly turned around, his eyes were still indifferent, but a little blood was about to overflow at the corner of his mouth, but he forcibly choked down, as if he didn't want to be discovered by others.

He was already seriously injured, and he used a series of thunderous strikes, and when he landed, his blood rolled all over his body, and he was injured and injured.

The three heads, only the middle one remained, and the three lions were still not dead, but the heavy damage was inevitable, and the pain hit the body, and the three lions roared endlessly, and their voices were full of pain.

"It hurts you, it hurts you! Bleeding, bleeding, drain......ing hard, and draining all the best things," said Jing Shiyi on the tree, gritting his teeth;

As if sensing the existence of Jing Shiyi, the three golden lions suddenly looked up at him, Jing Shiyi was not only not shocked, but wanted to pounce on it and fight with it, in fact, in the face of the bloody beast with a wide mouth and fangs, he was terrified in his heart, but when he thought that this damn lion would make his uncle's injuries more serious, he became fearless.

"Roar ......" The three golden lions roared angrily, suddenly rose up, and pounced towards Jing Shiyi.

The swordsman was startled, and flashed out in an instant, extremely fast, leaving a series of figures.

"Whew!"

Just as the three lions were about to shoot towards Jing Shiyi, the swordsman descended from the sky, holding the sword in both hands, and directly inserted it into the last head of the three lions.

"Bang!"

The three fierce lions fell to the ground and died no more.

The swordsman put away his long sword, looked at Jing Shiyi, who was still in a pounce posture, frowned and said, "In the future, such stupid behavior is not allowed, and it is very unwise to face an opponent with a huge disparity in strength.

Jing Shiyi buried his head and then hummed.

At this time, the wound on the swordsman's body was slowly oozing blood, soaking his white clothes.

The swordsman brought Jing Shiyi down the tree, and his qi and blood were really tumbling, which made his face even paler.

"Uncle," Seeing the swordsman's chest rise and fall violently, Jing Shiyi's eyes fell into tears, heartbroken.

The swordsman groaned for a long time, and then took out a box from his bosom, which was very delicate, the size of a fist.

Seeing this box, a scene came to mind.

The moonlight is like water, pouring down, like smoke and mist.

A valley.

"There are two pills here, one is the Guiyuan Pill, which can restore all the spiritual power in your body in half an hour, and the other is the Jade Spirit Pill, no matter how many flesh injuries you have, as long as you are not dead, you can recover in one day," a white-robed young man said;

The swordsman stared at the young man, and did not reach out to take the box handed over by the young man, but said lightly, "Helping the empire to rebel, Gai Nie really can't understand the significance of His Highness's move, is it possible that you, as Your Highness, also want to betray the empire?"

"What is this move, Fusu will tell you later, you just need to know that I am helping you now," the white-robed young man said;

"Help me?" said Gai Nie's pupils shrank slightly.

"What, I'm afraid that I'm giving you poison from Fusu?" Fusu asked with a smile;

"Childe is wearing a sword?" Gai Nie asked without answering.

Fusu raised the emperor's sword and said, "Presumably, as a sword saint, you should know this sword,"

"His Majesty the First Emperor's previous swords and Gai Nie naturally knew it, but being able to get His Majesty's sword shows that His Majesty has high expectations for His Royal Highness," Gai Nie said lightly;

Gai Nie's over-the-top voice, Fu Su could naturally hear it, and he smiled bitterly, "If I say that I have been expelled from the Imperial City, and the Sword Saint is credible?"

Gai Nie was suddenly stunned, looked at Fusu in a daze, and after a long time, his expression calmed down, and said, Imperial Fusu, the gentleman of gentlemen, Gai Nie believed what Gongzi said.

"It's just that I didn't expect the prince to start wearing swords, and from then on, there will be no master for the four words gentle as jade," Gai Nie then sighed.

Fusu shook his head, but he didn't want to dwell on this, so he immediately changed the topic and said, Now you want to take that little guy out of Shengzhou and Shengzhou, only I can help you at present.

Fusu pointed to Jing Shiyi in his sleep.

There's also a note inside the box that I planned to send you away.