Jianghu, originally killing and conspiracy coexisted, no matter how shrewd a person is, it is impossible to see all the conspiracies, if you think that you can solve everything by killing, then you have already lost from the beginning, because the conspiracy is more like an invisible knife, which cannot be prevented.

In the night, the three figures sped out of the town, and hurried towards the outskirts, towards a continuous mountain peak twenty miles away from the town. It was Wuxin and Leng who led the person sent by Murong Tang to the destination of this trip.

The moonlight tonight seems to be unusually bright, as if it is lighting the way ahead for those who have left home, and it seems to be quietly looking down at everything under the moonlight with wide eyes.

Under the bright moonlight, everything around is in full view, which also makes the goal of the three people who are running clear to the goal, and there is no need to be afraid to rush to the destination.

I don't know how long it took, but the man who led the way finally stopped, and it seemed that the destination had arrived.

Sure enough, I saw the person leading the way stop behind a bush of low trees, looked at Wuxin, pointed to a small temple at the foot of the mountain not far away, which seemed to be dilapidated for a long time, and whispered: "The target is in that ruined temple." He looked cautious, as if he was worried about being detected by the enemy.

Unintentionally looked in the direction of the fingers of the people who led the way, a ruined temple vaguely came into view, but it was pitch black in the night, without a little light, and it was not clear what was going on inside, but it seemed that the small temple was more dilapidated than imagined.

Seeing the expression on Wuxin's face, the person who led the way seemed to understand what Wuxin was thinking, chuckled, and pursed his lips into the darkness and made a strange sound, like the sound of a snake spitting a letter.

After a while, I saw a black shadow suddenly emerge from another bush not far away, and the cat walked over quickly, heading straight for the three of them.

"How's it going?" asked the man who led the way, looking at the dark shadow that came to him.

"Everything is fine, I haven't come out since I went in. The dark shadow replied softly, nodding to Wuxin and Leng as he spoke, and didn't say anything more.

"Didn't find out, did you?" asked the man who led the way.

The person who came shook his head and said affirmatively: "Absolutely not, our person has not approached at all, he has been staring from a distance, it is impossible for him to find out." ”

The person who led the way listened to the answer, nodded, turned back and nodded to Wuxin, and did not speak again.

Seeing the black shadow coming out of the darkness, and the words that the black shadow said, a trace of surprise flashed in his unintentional eyes, but he didn't expect that there was more than this dark whistle hidden here, I don't know how many more. It seems that this time they have learned to be obedient, knowing that they are definitely not the opponent of the other party, so they have just been secretly monitoring.

Wuxin nodded, counting it as a response, then glanced at Leng next to him, and slowly walked in the direction of the broken temple. Seeing that Wuxin had already set off, Leng slowly followed. The two of them quietly approached the small temple.

In the ruined temple, under the altar, there is a figure huddled up, and a black hat is placed next to it. The night breeze constantly blew in through the cracks between the broken doors and windows, making the temple inevitably feel a little cool. The figure curled up under the altar kept tossing and turning, as if it was not sleepy, I don't know if it was because of the spreading coolness or because of something on my mind.

After flipping it over and over again, the man finally seemed to have no patience, and sat up directly from the ground, frowning, with a look of resentment, his gray hair seemed to be a little messy, and his body was covered with dust. This dignity does not match the trace of temperament revealed between his eyebrows at all.

At this moment, the man sitting on the ground turned his head sharply to look out of the door, and then jumped up from the ground, staggered his steps, made a forward momentum, clenched his fists, and looked out of the door vigilantly, his eyes were cold.

The dilapidated temple door was not pushed open, and there was no unusual noise. But there seemed to be a black figure, through the crack in the broken door, really seen in the moonlight, standing outside the temple gate.

"Who?!" asked the man who had jumped up from under the altar as he looked coldly at the door. A look of unease flashed between his eyebrows, and his brows furrowed.

No one spoke, not even a sound, but the man under the altar was certain that someone was standing outside, and the figure seen through the crack in the door was there, motionless.

"Who are the friends outside?" I wonder why you're here?" asked the man under the altar again, as if to test the intentions of the people outside the door.

After a moment of silence, a voice finally came from outside the door. A slightly hoarse, emotionless voice: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and your Excellency doesn't even dare to step out of this temple door?"

Hearing this voice, the pupils of the man standing under the altar suddenly constricted, he knew this voice, he had heard this voice, and even the picture of the encounter not long ago was still vivid in his mind. So, the solemn look on his face became deeper and deeper, and he hesitated, speechless for a while.

"It seems that some people are willing to want to be a turtle with a shrunken head. Once again, voices came from outside, words full of mockery and disdain.

The man standing under the altar gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, strode towards the door, kicked open the temple door that was still sheltering him from the wind and rain just now, and looked at the open space in front of the door.

At this time, there were two figures standing outside the temple gate, both dressed in black, both of them carrying knives, but one was in his hand and the other was on his back. It's none other than the unintentional and cold duo who came quietly.

Seeing Wuxin standing at the door, the person who kicked out of the door knew in advance who the person outside was, but he still couldn't help frowning, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

But his face was not the most surprised, and the most surprised person should be Wuxin, who was standing in front of the temple gate.

When Wuxin saw the person who kicked out of the door, there was a look of surprise on his face, full of disbelief.

"Why are you?!" Wuxin said in surprise as he looked at the man standing at the gate of the temple with wide eyes.

Seeing Wuxin's look, the person standing at the door seemed to be very proud, no longer as uneasy as just now, sneered, looked at Wuxin and said, "Why can't it be me?"

Wuxin was really surprised, and he couldn't even believe it, because he knew the person standing at the door, and he could even say that he had fought side by side, but Wuxin couldn't have imagined that this person who once claimed to be entangled with Red Feather was actually the head behind Red Feather, which seemed a bit too unbelievable and ridiculous. I have been deceived for so long, and I really believe what he once said.

The man standing in the doorway, dressed in a blue robe, with white beard and hair, no longer masked and did not wear a hat, completely revealed his true face, and a severed arm at his side was particularly eye-catching. This person is none other than the lone eagle of the Tianshan Mountains, Dugu Lanqing.

Dugu Lanqing, no one in the rivers and lakes knows, especially for his behavior of retreating from the pursuit of Red Feather many times and swearing to be unwilling to be loyal to Red Feather, has been praised by many fellow martial artists, but when all this shows its true face, in addition to making people feel angry, it is also disappointing and disgusting.

"It was a surprise, and I was disappointed. Wuxin shook his head and said lightly, the sneer of disdain at the corner of his mouth became even more obvious.

"It seems that I should have killed you when I was in Yunshui Villa, otherwise I wouldn't have let you run rampant for so long. Dugu Lanqing, whose identity was revealed, sighed and said, seemingly feeling a little emotional.

"If you miss something once, you won't have a second chance, just like you today, you are destined to die in my hands, whether you are Dugu Lanqing or someone else. Wuxin slowly put away the sneer, stared at Dugu Lanqing tightly and said. There have been a few times when Wuxin actually felt that Dugu Lanqing was very similar to herself, and she was entangled with the red feather that no one dared to mess with, but now that I think about it, it is so ridiculous.

"Then it's up to you to see if you have the ability to do it. Dugu Lanqing sneered and said, as if he had regained his own self-confidence, even if it was blind.

As soon as Dugu Lanqing's words fell, Wuxin had already stepped over, he was ready to do it, for such a hypocritical villain, Wuxin had nothing to say. I saw him walking towards Dugu Lanqing, and said lightly: "I'll try." ”

Before the words fell, Wuxin had already rushed out like lightning, and punched Dugu Lanqing's face door fiercely, he never wanted to see the face in front of him again, because every time he saw it, he would think of the encounter in Yunshui Villa, which really disgusted him.

Dugu Lanqing snorted coldly, retreated with one foot, and kicked the door frame, his waist sank, and at the same time, his fist was clenched, and he swung a punch like lightning, facing the oncoming Wuxin fist, intending to take Wuxin's first attack. Just like when they first met......

A dull sound sounded, and I saw that the two of them were separated as soon as they were united, and they took two steps back, Dugu Lanqing originally wanted to use the reaction force from the door frame to force Wuxin back, but he didn't expect that Wuxin's punch was equally staggering, and it directly shook him back two steps, stumbling under his feet, and almost tripping over the door frame.

But all this has just begun, just when the two of them are about to separate, Wuxin, who has stabilized his body, rushed out like lightning again and rushed towards Dugu Lanqing, who had retreated to the temple. Tapping the steps in front of the temple gate with his toes, he flew up one knee fiercely, and attacked Dugu Lanqing's chest!

Dugu Lanqing didn't dare to be careless, and quickly jumped back, dodging the attack of Wuxin's knee, but he was already about to crash into the altar behind him, and he had no way back.

At this moment, I suddenly saw Dugu Lanqing stomp on the ground hard, her body jumped high, and at the same time flew out with a kick, stepping on the knee that flew up unintentionally, and the speed was fast!

Unintentionally caught off guard, the flying knee was suddenly stepped on by Dugu Lanqing, couldn't help but stumble, lost the center of gravity, and fell to the ground head-on, and hurriedly stretched out his hands in a hurry and held them to the ground.

At this moment, Dugu Lanqing, who was in mid-air, had already landed, flew out again, and stepped on the back of the neck of Wuxin, who fell to the ground, and a cruel smile had already appeared on the corner of his mouth, this move was bound for him.

However, Wuxin, who was originally facing the ground, suddenly supported the ground with both hands, flipped on the ground, and at the same time stretched out his right hand to the bloody knife behind him!

As a rain of blood poured out, the two of them stopped their movements at the same time. Dugu Lanqing stood motionless where Wuxin had just fallen, facing the temple gate. And Wuxin was already kneeling on one knee at this time, squatting on the place where Dugu Lanqing was tossing and turning just now, and the blood knife in his hand was already stained with blood. The two of them were back to back, neither of them made another move, and no one spoke again.

Suddenly, Dugu Lanqing, who was standing with his back to him, fell straight down and fell heavily to the ground. His lower abdomen had been completely cut open, and the blood mixed with his intestines and stomach flowed to the ground, which was miserable.

Dugu Lanqing died, and died suddenly without any warning. Between him and Wuxin, they both want the other party to die too much. But the only difference is that he despised Wuxin, an opponent whose martial arts have never been disciplined, because he wanted Wuxin to die too much, and Wuxin once again stimulated his potential because he wanted Dugu Lanqing to die too much, and the result became what it is now, otherwise with Dugu Lanqing's strength, he should not have died under Wuxin's knife so soon.

After being silent for a long time, Wuxin finally slowly stood up from the ground and silently inserted the blood knife into the scabbard on his back. Although Dugu Lanqing died, he didn't know why, but he didn't feel even the slightest bit of happiness in his heart, and he didn't feel the ease he should have after revenge, and his heart was surprisingly calm. He didn't know if it was because he had killed too many people and was slowly becoming numb, or maybe it was because he had just done something that he should have done a long time ago.

Wuxin turned around slowly, glanced coldly at Dugu Lanqing, who was lying in a pool of blood, raised his legs and walked outside, not wanting to stay any longer, since all this is over, he no longer has to worry about the feelings in his heart, whether it is happy or calm, everything has finally come to an end, he just wants to return to the Phantom City as soon as possible, tell Ruyi the news in person, and tell her that there is no longer hatred in his heart, everything has been put down, maybe, between them......

Just thinking about it, Wuxin suddenly stopped the footsteps that had already stepped out of the temple gate and stood in place, as if he remembered something in his heart, not only frowned. After hesitating for a while, he finally turned around and returned to the temple, came to Dugu Lanqing, who had lost his breath, bent down, and reached out to tear the sleeve on Dugu Lanqing's right arm.

Then immediately after, Wuxin suddenly frowned, squinted his eyes, his expression seemed to be a little stiff, as if he had discovered something, and said in a deep voice: "No!"

As he spoke, he looked at the sneer that Dugu Lanqing had on the corner of his mouth before he died, and fell into deep thought......