"Go ahead!"

The five men rode their horses eastward, and soon after they left, a group of people arrived here and slowly stopped.

Hou Xubai narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned. "Ridet?"

Luo Xi said: "What's going on?"

Hou Xubai turned over and dismounted, looked at it carefully, and said, "They were all killed by knives." ”

Seeing this, Luo was shocked: "How is this person?"

Hou Xubai, "Kill and grab the horse, go east!"

"What do you think of this?"

"According to yours, a man and a woman, a Taoist priest, there is still some humidity in early spring, you look at the footprints, the most one happens to be the female Rao shoe print, and the cloth shoe print is obviously the Taoist priest's. This shoe print is black black riding boots! There is also a regular shoe print, and the others are Ti's official shoe prints. Hou Xubai's eyes lit up, and he picked up a piece of clothing: "This is Liu Yun's pajamas from the hotel." It smells of blood. The dorsal opening is flat and open. It should hurt!"

Luo Xi gritted his teeth and looked at the bloodstained pajamas on the ground. "Go east, Chase!"

Hou Xubai: "But what's strange is why there are four people behind them?"

"What?"

Hou Xubai: "These four horseshoe-shaped traces are shallow. Obviously, they are not the horses that Tippi rides, but our Yunnan horses in Yunnan. Someone is stalking them!"

In Luo Xi's eyes, there was a flash of murder. "Of the six inn killers, two are dead, and four are still alive!"

"That's supposed to be four!"

Luo Xi took a deep breath and said, "Follow me quietly and take action if necessary!"

As the sun sets, people are sleepy and tired.

The four horsemen had already run away, but they couldn't keep up.

Gu Qing's face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The old Taoist priest collapsed on his horse like a dead dog, unable to speak.

After all, Qin San was a master in the early stages of transformation. Despite his injury, he still has a lot of energy.

On the other hand, Tang Yu, his muscles were tense.

In front of him was Wushan Town, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly, because since leaving the woods, Tang Yu felt a pair of eyes locked on him.

No matter how fast the horse runs, this vision will never leave.

Tang Yu didn't look back, nor did he look around, he was afraid of startling the snake.

He believed in this feeling very much, because in the past mercenary days, this feeling had saved his life many times.

As long as you experience life and death, you will feel this way to a greater or lesser extent.

What's more, the illusion contains murder.

The meaning of the murder is faint, even Qin San, a master of the cultural environment, didn't realize it, but he could feel it himself!

Tang Yu believed that anyone who could hide his murder to such an extent must be a master!

This kind of killer is the real killer, and their way of killing is always assassination.

It is different from people like the Seven Musketeers who work hard for money.

So Tang Yu must always be vigilant.

Wan is located on the mountainside, there is a city left under the mountain, it is called Wucheng. The city is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is only one road to get into. Wushan Town is the only way to enter Wucheng.

All teams participating in the Qingwulin Tournament must pass through here!

However, with the entry of the necessary town into Wucheng, Wushan Town was inferior to Liuyun Town in terms of commerce, economy, trade, and development.

The pagoda is lined with high-rise buildings, and the buildings of wine shops can be seen everywhere. The streets are wide and crowded. All kinds of eating and ornaments are constantly sold, and various acrobatic groups perform in the streets. It's a real booming sight.

Even at dusk, the streets are still crowded.

Most of these people are not locals, but businessmen and martial arts people.

Black covered face, knife and axe decorate the body, threesomes.

All of this made Tang Yu even more nervous, and his broken sword became tighter.

However, Gu Qing and the old Taoist priest were like beating chicken blood, instantly regaining their vitality, looking at the street food and all kinds of strange ornaments, their eyes sparkling. If it weren't for Tang Yu's warning, I'm afraid the two of them would have dismounted a long time ago.

However, in such a complex place, it is naturally not too stable. Passing through the main street and looking left and right, we often see the forces of the rivers and lakes confronting each other, and even fighting each other.

This kind of activity, even by the government, cannot be stopped, and simply ignored it. As long as civilians are not injured, they do not cross one leg.

However, if civilians are harmed, the yamen is not easy to react quickly. There are even royal guards patrolling.

Of course, almost no Jianghu people will take the initiative to provoke civilians and get along naturally.

This situation makes the common people fearless to see all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes, and even watch the fights and point fingers.

For example, at this moment, Tang Yu was being watched by passers-by. After all, he was naked and had a criss-crossing scar on his body.

Of course, he didn't care about this, he just wanted to find an inn, stay quickly, and heal well.

Just then, a scream suddenly came from the street. A woman ran out of the gate of the green building and shouted, "Help! Uncle, please spare me!"

It is not an anecdote that a nervous, disheveled woman in a green house was bullied.

Then, a big man with an upper body chased after him and shouted, "You one, don't let me touch you when you sell it!"

"Uncle, I sing, don't sell myself!" the woman cried as she ran.

Tang Yu was expressionless and speechless, the people around him seemed to be used to this kind of thing, and they didn't care after a few glances.

Gu Jing pouted and frowned, his eyes glancing.

"! Lao Tzu doesn't care so much, the money is given, I must sleep with the uncle tonight!" The big man suddenly caught up with the woman, grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her in.

"Fu, my brother's sister is so pitiful," Gu Jing said sincerely.

Tang Yu frowned, of course she understood what Gu Jing meant in her heart, she wanted to save her.

Of course, this is impossible, and several of them still have their own, secretly stalking the killer, and it is inconvenient to cause trouble at this time.

In addition, the cold poison on my body seems to be a little restless, and it can cause an accident at any time.

The woman in the Qinglou screamed and struggled. She couldn't help but slap the man with her hand.

The man was stunned and immediately shouted, "Do you dare to beat Lao Tzu?"

He suddenly slapped the woman with two slaps, vomiting blood again and again. This is not over yet, the big man's right hand suddenly grabbed Nurao's neck and lifted her up.

This kind of wrist strength alone is not something that ordinary people can do, and Dahan is obviously a martial artist, at least a master at the level of the dark environment.

A boxer bullied a geisha who was powerless to restrain herself. The people walking around the streets couldn't help but secretly despise him, but no one interfered.

Swordsman in the snow