On the official road of the Central Plains, Duguyun and his party of four people, riding horses and cars, walked slowly in the snow, leaving deep ruts on the snow.

Ahead, a sound of horses' hooves sounded, and after a while, a group of Taishan disciples stopped in front of the carriage one after another, and everyone who came was dressed in black and white Taoist robes, carrying Taoist swords, and the leader was indeed a young Confucian student.

The young Confucian priest arched his hand towards the carriage and said, "But the Dugu Holy Maiden and her party"

Lin Zhong, who was sitting in front of the car, frowned, and arched his hand towards the young Confucian student, "Exactly."

The young Confucian smiled when he heard this, "Under Li Xin, on the order of the sect master, I came to greet him." ”

Inside the carriage, Duguyun had been asleep for a long time.

A large group of people and horses, escorting the carriage, walked forward, looking at the Central Plains Mansion City.

After arriving at the Central Plains Mansion City, a disciple of Taishan who was escorted with him left alone on the grounds of going out of respect.

In the gray sky, a white carrier pigeon flew up from the city, through the snow, and flew north.

....

The snow was heavy in the sky, and above the treetops, Tsing Yi floated up, staring at a woman in white who was practicing assassination swordsmanship in the forest.

Suddenly, a dark moon sword qi slashed from the treetops on the side, and it came inadvertently, and the woman in white couldn't dodge, and her skirt was torn in an instant;

On the treetops, Tsing Yi swayed his sword qi at will with an expressionless face, the speed of the sword qi was extremely fast, but it did not contain killing intent, gradually, the woman in white in the forest seemed to adapt to the speed of the dark moon sword qi, and her position began to become stable.

And at this moment, the attacking Dark Moon Sword Qi increased its speed again, and every time the woman in white dodged and made a mistake, a blood-red wound would be left on her body...

After a while, the white clothes on his body had been stained pale red with blood.

Tsing Yi moved his nose, as if there was something different in the air.

Yes, it smells of blood, that person, it smells of blood...

Tsing Yi put the sword back into its sheath, and in a flash, it went away, leaving only the woman in white alone, lying on the ground with the pestle sword gasping.

Passing through the jungle, it was a wasteland, and the continuous blood stains fell on the snow, like plum blossoms.

After not going far along the bloodstains, Tsing Yi found Lian Ling lying in the snow, and the warm blood melted the snow under her.

This year's Middle Earth, the climate is very abnormal, the Central Plains and the north snow fell in January, and then there was a sudden rainstorm, and the rain fell into ice.

Lian Ling, who had been bedridden for three days, woke up leisurely in the sound of the drizzling rain, and looked through the window at the ice under the eaves.

Qin Lian has always been very confident in her assassination, and she has indeed never missed, but now...

Beneath the bandage on her arm was a long, deep wound that she had left behind when she had gone to assassinate the man three days earlier.

She doesn't remember the name of that person anymore, it's not a very great character, it's just the head of the dart game, and among the people who Lian Ling has killed, everyone is much stronger than him.

Qin Lian asked her to kill this person, just to restore her confidence, because she had already missed three times in a row.

This time, she failed again.

Hidden in the shadows, she let go of the opportunity to stab again and again, hesitated again and again, raised the dagger, and put it down again and again.

She remembered that a woman, like her mother, used this dagger to peel an apple for herself.

Even if she hit it hastily after hesitating, the dart head still couldn't dodge, but her hand trembled again, and she couldn't stab at that blow...

In a forest, a woman in white was practicing assassination swordsmanship under the rain of ice, and on the treetops on the side, Tsing Yi was still swinging her sword.

Although Tsing Yi had no expression on her face, she was very surprised in her heart, the progress speed of the woman in white was beyond her imagination, even if she stepped on the frozen ground, the woman in white was still able to avoid the attacking sword.

Maybe this world is like this, there is never a shortage of gifted people, and when one person falls, another person will naturally stand up from you.

Dongshan Island

The cold in the north is gradually beginning to affect the south, and even in the East China Sea, the ocean currents are getting colder and colder.

Dugu Zheng, who was dressed in a dark red robe, stood alone on the seaside, staring at a sea rock not far away, the red-clothed young man on the sea rock seemed to sense this beam of gaze, turned his head and saw the comer, then hurriedly jumped onto the shore and walked to Dugu Zheng's approach.

"Uncle"

"What are you thinking?"

"It's... Nothing."

"Hehe, I know, this place, Ah Yun often comes. ”

"Yes"

After that, Dugu Zheng stopped making a sound, just stared at the ocean quietly, but this time he was not looking at the sea rock, but at the East Ocean.

Xue Yi, who was standing on the side, understood that his uncle was waiting for him to say what was in his heart.

"Uncle, there is one thing that Ah Ye doesn't understand. ”

"Say it"

"We just took Hangzhou from under the nose of the Central Plains Sect, Jing Lan is very angry, why did you let Ah Yun go to the Central Plains to discuss the secret alliance with Jing Lan?"

Dugu Zheng smiled when he heard this, retracted his gaze, and looked at Xue Yi with a solemn face, "Do you think that Jinglan will definitely not secretly connect with us, and even Ah Yun is in danger, right?"

"Ah Yi, I do think so.

"I should have told you before about my suspicions about the Spirit Firefly Sect. ”

"Ah Yi remembers that his uncle said that behind the Lingyi Sect, there are other forces supporting it. ”

"Yes, if behind the Lingyang Sect is the Central Plains Sect, then the Lingying and Tianlong Secret Alliance is what Jinglan means. ”

Xue Yi was taken aback when he heard this, and suddenly realized: "Uncle is asking Ah Yun to test Jinglan's reaction?"

"Hehe, even if this is the case, if Lingying is really the Central Plains Sect behind him, he Jinglan will definitely refuse to secretly connect with us, so as to push us to unite with the Lingying Sect; ”

"Ah Yi understands, but Ah Yun's safety?"

"Since we seized Hangzhou Mansion and controlled the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, the horn of the heavenly dragon, it has been wedged into the Central Plains, hmph, I don't believe that he Jinglan dared to move a cold hair of Ayun. ”

After listening to Dugu Zheng's explanation, Xue Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "It's Ah Yi who is short-sighted, it turns out that my uncle knows everything." ”

"Alas, Ah Yi, it's not that you're short-sighted, but that if you care too much, you will care too much about one person, and your eyes will not be able to see far away. ”

After that, Dugu Zheng went away alone, leaving Xue Yi alone in place.

Qilu Taishan

In the ice and snow, a carrier pigeon flew through the clouds and rain, flew to the top of Mount Tai, and landed on the shoulders of Jueye.

In the depths of the Taishan Sect, a woman in red and a man in purple sat opposite each other in the pavilion.

The sound of the dripping rain and the crisp sound of falling children made the maids waiting on the side sleepy.

The woman in red seemed to be at a disadvantage, undecided, clinging to the chess pieces, and tapping deep and shallow on the chessboard.

"Click... Click... Click..."

The sound of percussion seemed to have magical power, and after a while, the maid on the side rolled her eyes, as if she had lost her soul, and stood still like a wooden chicken.

The woman in red also stopped tapping on the chessboard, threw the chess pieces on the chessboard casually, and looked at the purple-clothed man opposite with a smile, "Hehe, the vice master, the skills are not bad." ”

Chapter 38: The End