"Whew, bang!"

A heavy knife slashed down in the mountains and forests.

It is said to be a heavy knife, but no one has seen how or when it was chopped.

It wasn't until a mighty sword aura like a river and a sea grazed past the masked people in front of the convoy, pulling the corners of their clothes and sideburns wildly, that they turned around in a daze.

The wind swept across the path behind them, and though it didn't actually slash the ground, it still shattered the rocks and bent the trees.

The ground was covered with deciduous grass clippings and dust, and a path was opened directly through the dense woods, while the air was covered with gravel and dust, and it was dark.

The small stones and dust and mud hung on their faces, and they made them ache.

"Silk, silk. ”

The sound of the overflowing wind sounded, and when the smoke and dust fell, Yan Tingzhi had slowly put away the knife in his hand.

He looked at the masked people in front of the car with cold eyes, he hoped that they would get to know each other, and today, he didn't want to see blood.

"I've seen the knife too, I don't know friends, can you let it go now?"

None of the masked men spoke, and even the leader only stood in place with trembling feet, the sword qi just now was closest to him, and he was just a little close, he would be split in half, and there was no room for even the slightest resistance.

He just wants to kill the guy who gave him information now, who said that Yan Tingzhi is just a guy with a false name.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Yan Tingzhi, who sells intelligence, for all these years, and rarely makes a move before outsiders, plus he has no result in arresting Li Si, which makes the people in the rivers and lakes unconsciously despise him a little.

But now, maybe soon the people of the rivers and lakes will get to know Yan Tingzhi again, because Li Si has been caught, and he can already deal with other affairs.

Seeing that none of those people answered, Yan Tingzhi took them as a default, waved his hand at the convoy behind him, and said indifferently.

"Let's go. ”

Bai Yao'er looked at Yan Tingzhi's knife path in a daze, she was not too surprised, after all, she had followed Li Si so far, and she had also seen many masters.

She thought to herself, how nice it would be if she also had such a strong martial arts, so that maybe she could ······

No one knew what Bai Yao'er was thinking, but she seemed to have made up her mind.

When she was a child, she didn't like to practice martial arts, because she felt useless, she always lived with her father in the mountains, what martial arts did she need.

So even if her father took a lot of so-called martial arts cheats in front of her, she didn't like to practice.

Her father has no qualifications to practice martial arts, and over the years, he has won some fame in the rivers and lakes by relying on his skill in fortune-telling.

But this reputation is not small, if you talk about her father's name with others, I am afraid that many people in the rivers and lakes will know it, but Bai Yao'er herself does not know this very well.

She only knew that her father's fortune calculation was very accurate, and many celebrities had looked for him.

And when he was telling fortunes, no matter what his father wanted, those celebrities would bring it to him.

At that time, her father asked for a lot of martial arts cheats.

Because she knew that she would suffer retribution one day, her father always hoped that Bai Yao'er could practice martial arts well, and that he would not have any self-protection power after he left.

It's a pity that Bai Yao'er's playfulness is too heavy, saying that she can be regarded as worthy of her for three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, even if there are so many peerless secret books in front of her, she has only practiced to the level of the second rate.

But this time when she goes back, Bai Yao'er plans to start practicing from scratch, no matter how long it takes, no matter how difficult it is, she will definitely learn all those martial arts.

Because she wanted to do one thing, one daring thing.

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Jiangnan Fengshan Pavilion.

Xiao Muqiu was standing in the pavilion, while Mu Wu was standing behind him.

The maple mountain in the distance will be red but not red, moving with the wind, but it is a quiet beauty.

When they learned that Li Si was suddenly arrested by a little girl, they were all a little surprised, even Xiao Muqiu didn't expect such a result.

He was obviously familiar with all the news of the people around Li Si, but he missed this girl who appeared halfway.

So that something unexpected happened to him, and he didn't like the unexpected, but when this kind of thing happened, he could only be helpless.

Should it be said that there is a certain number of fate, he can't find the person he is looking for after all.

Today, Xiao Muqiu came to fulfill the agreement with Mu Wu, just like he said before, whether he caught Li Si or not, he would tell Mu Wu the news of his wife and children.

Speaking of Mu Wu, he also has a past that has been sealed for a long time.

Also, who doesn't have a past in this person on the rivers and lakes, even he himself has it, doesn't he?

Mu Wu's current age is actually only eighty years old, which is already young among the top famous masters.

Until the age of forty, he had been living in Mobei outside the Guan, which was the junction of the Tang Kingdom and the Jin Kingdom.

There are both Tang and Jin people, and the world is relatively chaotic.

However, Mu Wu's life was good, and he married a wife and a child there. Originally, he should have lived his life like that.

But when he was forty-one years old, for some reason, he was ready to leave Mobei and enter the customs.

Because it is not good to drag the family with him, Mu Wu made a ten-year contract with his wife, and after ten years, he will come back and use the best carriage and horse, the most expensive neon clothes, and the most crowded sedan chair to pick her and the child into the customs.

His wife agreed.

For ten years, although Mu Wu could not return home, he would send letters to his home every year.

He wrote them one by one, and many times he planned to just stop and go back, but he understood that he couldn't let his wife and children live in Mobei for the rest of their lives.

Finally, in the eighth year, his power finally had a certain foundation, and he no longer had to fear the retaliation of those Jianghu people.

He didn't have the patience to wait until the tenth year, so he went back to Mobei directly to pick up his wife and children.

However, when he returned, his home in Mobei was empty.

There was dust on the walls, and there were letters he had written to his family by the door.

Is it because his wife couldn't wait so she left with the child, or did some people find out his details and take revenge on him, or is it some other reason?

Mu Wu didn't have an answer, but as a result, his wife and children were no longer here.

After that day, he searched in a frenzy and even cut off his own sword.

When he met someone who had a festival on the rivers and lakes, he would kill him, and before killing, he would ask for news of his wife and children over and over again.

But for the next thirty years, he never heard from the two men again.

He went from madness at first, to hopelessness, and finally to numbness.

He established the Bloody Clothes Building and became the biggest human life trafficker in the rivers and lakes, but he always sat alone in the darkest and highest pavilion of the Blood Building, holding the broken sword, looking at the murderous rivers and lakes.

If he was given another chance to choose, he wouldn't come, but there was no more chance for him to choose.

In the Maple Pavilion, Mu Wu stood indifferently behind Xiao Muqiu, looking sideways at the mountain of maple forests.

No one knows what is going on in his mind right now, he's just waiting for the news he wants to know.

If his wife just couldn't wait any longer to leave, he wouldn't bother her again.

But if something happens to his wife and children, then he will never let go of anyone who has done it.

Xiao Muqiu looked at Mu Wu's appearance and sighed, he knew that Mu Wu was too persistent, but how could he not be like this.

Taking out a piece of paper from his sleeve, Xiao Muqiu handed it to Mu Wu.

He didn't speak again, turned his back and looked at the mountains and forests quietly.

Mu Wu lowered his head and opened the paper, and only this sentence was written on it.

"Thirty-six years ago, he died at the hands of the gold thieves outside the Guanwai. ”

The note was crumpled tightly in an instant, and Mu Wu's lips were tightly closed, half loud, and he nodded at Xiao Muqiu.

"Thank you. ”

With that, he turned and left.

In fact, for so many years, he just wanted a result, and he would deal with the rest of the matter himself.

Horse thieves outside the gates?

First, kill him in the desert······