Everything in the world has its unique cause and effect relationship, and every time you plant a cause, you will inevitably get a result, so there will be the old saying that good will be rewarded for good and evil will be rewarded for evil. However, the cause can be imagined, but the result may not be imagined. When the fruit comes, maybe you will understand that everything is because you have planted the cause, maybe it is intentional, maybe it is unintentional, maybe it is good, maybe it is bad, but you can't start over, everything is arranged by fate.

When Wuxin suddenly saw Leng appear in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Leng to follow him into this place where there was no return, but looking at Leng Look, it didn't seem to be a big deal. But Leng made his face change slightly.

At the moment when he turned around and saw Leng unintentionally, Leng who was standing there motionless suddenly took two steps forward, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Master, the young master may have encountered an accident, please punish him." As he spoke, he raised the knife in his hand, as if to signal that he would punish himself.

Seeing this scene, Wuxin's brows furrowed, he was confused by Leng 's sudden move, and he didn't understand what Leng meant. So he asked lightly, "What happened?" I don't understand what you mean. As soon as the words fell, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the flowers behind him that were exuding a faint fragrance, so he wanted to understand immediately.

"The subordinates are not doing well, and they deserve to be punished!" Leng did not answer the unintentional words, and suddenly said in a deep voice, and then suddenly pulled out his knife and put it on his other shoulder, and he was about to cut it hard.

Seeing this scene, he was unintentionally shocked, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he kicked out violently, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Cold, wake up!" Before the words fell, the knife in Leng 's hand had already been kicked away by him, and if he took a step slower, Leng's arm might be gone.

Leng who lowered his head heard Wuxin's shout, and his whole body suddenly shook, as if he was frightened by something, shook his head vigorously, looked up at Wuxin slowly, squeezed his eyes hard, and then looked at Wuxin again, and then seemed to be stunned again, breathing a little fast.

Seeing that Leng had come back to his senses, Wuxin frowned and said slowly, "Get up." Looking at the cold appearance, he was probably also hit by the poisonous gas of the other side of the flower, and he hallucinated, but he didn't know who he was seeing and who the owner of his mouth was.

Leng struggled to stand up, and couldn't help but look around a few times, as if he was a little frightened. Then he looked Wuxin up and down, gasped and said, "This place is too evil, are you okay?" Before the words fell, he saw that Wuxin's chest was slowly oozing blood under the moonlight, and he said in shock: "Are you injured?"

Wuxin looked down at his wound, then looked at Leng and said lightly: "I'm fine, but I want to know who you thought of me just now? Who is the master? Who is the young master?"

After listening to Wuxin's words, he obviously saw Leng secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said: "Forgive Leng for not being able to admit it, now is not the time to tell you." As he spoke, he lowered his head, not daring to look at his heartless eyes.

Wuxin looked at Leng who looked embarrassed in front of him, was silent for a long time, and suddenly raised his legs and walked out of the mountain, without continuing to ask, because he knew that asking was in vain, and the most important thing now was not these, but to leave here as soon as possible and find Lei Zhen who escaped as soon as possible.

Seeing that Wuxin no longer asked, Leng walked aside and put away the knife that Wuxin kicked away, and quickly followed Wuxin and walked out of the mountain. This time he didn't come alone, there were twelve other people, but because it was too strange here, he was worried that something would go wrong, so after passing through the fog forest, he asked the other twelve people to wait outside the rainforest, and followed him alone.

But I didn't expect it to be too late, Wuxin was already injured, and it seemed that the injury was not light. He had already guessed how Wuxin had been injured, because as he passed through the rainforest, he found that there were many corpses inside, and several of them had just died.

This time, Wuxin was no longer disturbed by those hallucinations and auditory hallucinations in the forest, he didn't pay attention to it anymore, and kept his mind moving forward, without stopping for half a step.

After merging with the other twelve "shadows" outside the rainforest, the fourteen walked briskly through the path they had cut when they came. In fact, Leng Neng led more than a dozen people through the fog forest so quickly without any accidents, all relying on the footprints left unintentionally and the road cut down.

Not long after Wuxin and the others left, a figure appeared again in the rainforest, an old man with an umbrella and a rickety body, looking at the direction of Wuxin's departure, with a complicated look in his eyes, paused for a while, and then gradually disappeared into the rain.

The sky was already dark, and a glimmer of light could already be seen on the horizon. At the foot of Wushan Mountain, hundreds of people had gathered at this time, standing densely at the foot of the mountain, carrying not only weapons but also many kinds of tools, such as for felling.

At the front of the group, a man was riding on horseback, looking into the depths of Wushan in a daze, with a hint of worry on his face. It seems that he has been waiting here for a long time, and even the horse under his crotch can't stand it anymore, and slowly paced on the ground.

This person, with a ruddy face and a full beard, just looked a little tired at the moment, he was none other than Murong Qianhe, who had rushed here with Murong Tang's team all the way.

This time, Murong Tang almost went out, they hadn't made such a big move for a long time, but as time went by, the momentum that had been used at the beginning had been exhausted by waiting at this time, and everyone looked a little listless and a little tired. The rush along the way, coupled with the boring waiting, has polished their passion little by little.

At this moment, a member of the Murong Tang gang suddenly pointed in the direction of the mountain forest, looked at Murong Qianhe and said loudly: "Hall Master, look! someone has come out!" When everyone heard his shout, they suddenly came to their senses and looked in the direction of his finger.

Murong Qianhe squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of his fingers, only to see more than a dozen black-clothed figures slowly walking out of the mountains and forests, and the leader was none other than Wuxin. The moment he saw Wuxin, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the worry on his face was swept away, and he smiled with relief.

When he walked out of the mountain forest unintentionally and saw the dense crowd at the foot of the mountain, the whole person was stunned and didn't understand what was happening. Then he saw Murong Qianhe, who was at the front of the crowd, riding on a horse and looking at him, and recognized it at a glance.

The unknown "shadow" thought that something had happened, and thirteen people lined up, blocking the front of Wuxin, one by one staring on guard, with murderous anger in their eyes.

Wuxin smiled, patted Leng on the shoulder, and said lightly: "It's okay, he's my friend." Then he pushed everyone away and walked towards Murong Qianhe, the closer he got, the deeper the smile on his face. He didn't expect Murong Qianhe to come here, but he knew what Murong Qianhe was here for. No matter what happens, friends, after all, are still friends, and they can't be changed.

When Wuxin approached, Murong Qianhe also dismounted, and then he saw the pool of blood on Wuxin's chest that had not completely dried, and he couldn't help frowning.

"I didn't expect you to come in person. Wuxin looked at Murong Qianhe and said lightly, but he was very grateful in his heart. Although he has never had many friends, every one of them is heart-to-heart, and he will never give up on life and death.

Murong Qianhe frowned, looked at the wound on Wuxin's chest, and said slowly, "Are you injured?"

Wuxin looked down at his wound and said lightly: "It's not in the way, I can't die." "This little injury can't do anything to him, he has been injured ten times and a hundred times worse than this, and it has long become a habit.

Murong Qianhe nodded, looked at Wuxin and said: "Although something happened between us, we are still friends no matter what, friends are in trouble, I have to come, and I, Murong Qianhe, am by no means ungrateful." Wuxin saved him more than once, but also saved his daughter, although he later killed his son, and he once held a grudge against Wuxin, but slowly he also saw it and no longer dwelled on it.

"Thank you. Wuxin hugged his fists and said seriously. Although there is no need to thank each other, he has to say it, because he knows that Murong Qianhe has forgiven himself, although Murong Qianhe did not say it explicitly, but he can feel it unintentionally.

Murong Qianhe waved his hand, deliberately diverted the topic, and asked slowly: "Where is Lei Zhen? Did you find it?" He knew what Wuxin came here for, but he didn't expect Wuxin to run to this place where few people dared to come for decades in order to chase and kill someone, and he was injured, but what he didn't expect was that Wuxin actually walked out of it alive.

Wuxin shook his head and said lightly: "It was already late when I went in, Lei Zhen had already left before me, but I concluded that he would not leave too far, it was likely to be around here, and with the full strength of Daoist Aoki, even if he was rescued by the Great Luo Immortal, he would not recover so quickly." ”

Aoki Michicho's strength is unintentionally known, although he has not fought in person, but Wuxin can still see that even if he fights himself, he is not sure of winning.

Murong Qianhe frowned, and said slowly: "You still want to continue to hunt him down?" In fact, he knew that his question was redundant, because he knew that Wuxin, for the enemy, Wuxin has always been to kill them all, leaving no room for it, not to mention that the other party is Red Feather.

Wuxin nodded and said lightly: "That's right, this is a good opportunity to hit Red Feather hard, I can't miss it." "Lei Zhen is the number one killer on the Red Feather Killer List, and he must play a very important role in Red Feather, if he is killed, it will undoubtedly be a fatal blow to Red Feather, and he knows this very well.

"I'll stay and help you. Murong Qianhe said without hesitation, from the moment he accepted the new leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, he had already made up his mind to fight with Red Feather to the end, for the sake of his dead son, and even more so for his daughter, who was still missing. At that moment, the trace of his unintentional mustard also disappeared, and all the hatred was transferred to Red Feather.

Wuxin smiled and looked at Murong Qianhe's hundreds of subordinates, and said slowly: "No need, if Lei Zhen is really lurking nearby, the number of people will not be too many, it must be lurking in a place where no one knows, you have so many subordinates, there is no way to hide your whereabouts, I am afraid that Lei Zhen will always hide and refuse to show up, and it will be difficult to find him when the time comes, I can do it alone, not to mention them." As he spoke, he pointed to the "shadow" behind him and nodded affirmatively.

Murong Qianhe looked at the thirteen people standing behind Wuxin, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. He had seen the strength of those thirteen people, and with them, Wuxin would be fine, but in fact, he also saw that Wuxin was injured now, and he was a little relieved.

"Okay, then I'll go back, I heard Aoki Daoist say that there are still Red Feather's spies in the martial arts factions, I just took office, I have to unify the various sects and factions as soon as possible, and eliminate the possible spies, otherwise Red Feather will repeat his old tricks and make a comeback, and now the martial arts can't withstand the second civil strife." Be sure to notify me in time if there is anything, and be careful. Murong Qianhe got on his horse as he spoke, ready to leave.

Wuxin nodded, watching Murong Qianhe leave with those hundreds of people, he knew that Murong Qianhe was definitely a competent martial arts alliance leader, which was also the reason why he recommended Murong Qianhe, and moreover, Murong Baili died in his own hands as a red feather, Murong Qianhe must have hatred for red feather in his heart, anyone could betray the martial arts and become a spy of red feather, but Murong Qianhe would never be.

Murong Qianhe left fourteen horses for Wuxin before leaving, and with these horses, at least it was easier to move, and the pursuit could be faster.

So fourteen men, with fourteen knives and fourteen horses, galloped towards the town closest to Wushan......