The two went all the way out of the canyon, bought two fast horses along the way, flicked the whip, and rode away from north to south. Ascending high and facing the landscape, low and autumn color, for many days, the two of them galloped by horse, traveled to Hanzhong, the sky was close to dusk, found a small tea shed, while drinking tea, while watching the scenery.

The sky is not bigger and wider than the north, but soft and graceful, look at the sky, the sky is full of red glow, like a golden-red mermaid, gently lying in the west, the color gradually began to fade, first the soft and juicy beauty tail, slowly transformed into gray ink, although the color weakened, but the lines are still heavy, followed by the trembling waist also darkened, and then the original shape of the vague but the color of the beast face also faded into gray-black, gradually only the touch of heavy gray is left, as if it is a heavy brush between the gray and blue splashed ink, and after a while, it is not enough to make a cup of tea, the heavy touch gradually disappeared, and finally faded away, which is no different from the gray and blue of the sky. Seeing him in a daze, Qiu Ying'an couldn't help but call softly, "Big brother, what's wrong?"

Yan Mubai put down the teacup in his hand, smiled at her warmly, and said, "It's nothing, I've been too tired lately, let's stay here for a day, and wait for cultivation before leaving." ”

Qiu Ying'an snorted, her expression was soft, as if she had infinite reverie, and then said: "Brother Yan, let's stay here for a few more days, I... I have to wait for someone. ”

Yan Mubai asked suspiciously, "Who are you waiting for?"

"Someone who is very important to me, if I'm lucky, I might be able to meet her here. ”

Yan Mubai seemed to be hiding something when she heard her speak, and thought: "I am just walking with her, but I don't have to ask for clarification on everything." He smiled and replied, "Okay, I'm not in a hurry anyway." ”

After the two of them had dinner, they walked to the inner courtyard of an inn, and they just stepped on the door, when suddenly there was a sound, and a big man jumped out in front of him, with thick cheeks and beard, and a bearded state, the man first laughed three times, and then said in a thick voice that resounded through the nine skies: "You are Yan Mubai?"

"Exactly. Yan Mubai was a little puzzled, he didn't know this person in front of him.

"Lao Tzu has been looking for you for a long time, looking for nothing, I didn't expect the emperor to live up, I let me meet you by chance in this corner of the place, I heard that you have learned the seven foot tricks, but look at your boy's age, I don't think it will become any climate, today we have to decide life and death, don't blame me for being ruthless, if you don't die, many people in this world are afraid that it will not be easy. ”

"It's a life and death decision, not a victory or defeat. Yan Mubai muttered in his heart, "What do you mean by this?"

"It means that today is either you die or I die. I saw that when he spoke, the saliva flew sideways, and the horizontal flesh on his face was hideous and erect, so he opened his palms, spat at the palms, rubbed his palms and continued: "When I finish cleaning up you, I will be happy with this girl with fine skin and tender meat." Between the words, the obscene eyes wandered, and he looked at Qiu Ying'an in a daze, and that look was really shameless.

Autumn Shadow'an's eyes opened like a dry well, and for a moment he was like an ice pick, and he didn't dodge, but stared straight back.

Yan Mubai said in disgust: "It's really shameless!" The big man ignored it, and roared: "Make a move, let you taste the power of the master's staggered double knives!"

Before Yan Mubai drew his sword, the two swords changed, and the infinite high moves came one after another. This move is preemptive and full of momentum. Yan Mubai jumped out with all his strength, sparing the past, although the big man's body was bulky, his movements were sensitive and measured, the wind was under his feet, one rolled over on his side, kicked his feet, and flew out a few kicks in a row, ruthless and fierce.

Yan Mubai's left elbow was lying horizontally, and the internal force was lucky. The right hand holds the scabbard upside down, from the inside to the outside between the feet of the big man, turn up and down, the fire breaking sword immediately reverses up and down, the right hand holds the hilt of the sword and pulls it down, stabs, the right wrist is raised, obliquely from the bottom to the top, cut to the outside of the big man's calf, the big man was suddenly startled, the whole body is strong in the left foot, kicking, a backward turn, crooked and twisted on the soil, the right leg is bent and standing, the trouser leg is black and wet, obviously a sword wound.

He took a few breaths of air, his chest floated and fell, his eyes widened, he roared angrily, bent over and half squatted, his legs slightly bent, and formed a gossip formation.

Yan Mubai's heart jumped, "This is the Taiping Bagua Palm, isn't this person Hang Fumiao?" After hesitating, the big man had already used the Taiping Bagua Palm in the knife technique, using the knife as a palm, and slashed over, seeing the double knives falling staggered, Yan Mubai's heels exerted force, his body flipped over, instantly shifted his shape, turned to the toe landing, there was nothing to lean on, lying firmly in mid-air, facing the earth, the two of them were parallel and staggered, and then the toe capacity kicked, a backflip, the ground turned to the sky, and he was anxious to find something to relay.

Yan Mubai glanced back, flew over the courtyard, stepped on the ladder of leaning on the house, and climbed up with a stinging sting. The big man was struck and retreated back to the eaves.

Yan Mubai turned around, the long sword came down from the roof, penetrated the rubble, and with a bang, pierced his right shoulder, the big man short knife swept, Yan Mubai dragged the fire to break, and the two flew down from the tile house at the same time, before the point of injury, the second round of strong attacks came, the staggered knife, the strength was even better, dancing left and right, murderous, for a while it was impossible to tell whether it was a left-handed short knife or a right-handed long sword.

Yan Mubai took a few steps back, and the sword trick in his mouth took advantage of the situation: "Shu Yun rolls the sun, returns to the furnace and dyes ink, and floats the light and leaps gold", the three moves are fired together, guarding the enemy, like a spinning top, rotating rapidly, surrounding the enemy's body, surrounding the person's arms, back of the neck, and thighs stabbed one after another, its sword path is smart and fast, as if dancing and swaying in the wind, the steps are light and elegant, like a swimming dragon, and the trend is like a drizzle in the wind.

But after a while, he put away his sword and stood up, the big man looked down, three stabs, the wounds were dense and numb, on top of the wound, faint blood leaked out, but it flowed very slowly, as if it was suppressed by some strength, he then laughed three times and said: "This seven-foot trick eleven-way swordsmanship is nothing more than that." ”

Just as he was about to fight again, suddenly his throat was salty, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and two knives fell in his hands, and they fell to the ground with a bang, and blood gushed out from his shoulders, back of his neck, and thighs.

Qiu Ying was happy with peace of mind, and said viciously: "Such a way of dying is really cheap for you." He took a step forward, grabbed the shirt around his neck, turned him over vigorously, and slapped him a few times, but he was still not angry, and got up and picked up the horsewhip next to the wheel, and flicked a few whips in a row, making a crisp sound in the air, Yan Mubai seemed to have unbearable in his eyes, frowned, and walked towards the guest room alone.

The night was as cold as frost, the moon rose into the sky, but Yan Mubai was still awake and spinning, unable to sleep, and his heart was full of doubts, "How did this Hang Fumiao suddenly appear here? He doesn't know me, is it just because he covets the Qilu Jue, no, it's not because of the Qilu Jue, otherwise he wouldn't have duel with me and talked about life and death early, he said that I don't die, many people in the world have a hard time, what does it mean?"

Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so he simply got up and took the lamp, sat down at the table, and thought quietly, "Is it because of what agreement he made with his captors that he can be free?" Yes, it must be so, but when he saw me for the first time, how could he be so sure of my identity, and what did it mean that many people around me would not be happy if I didn't die?"

On the street, which was as silent as an empty place, the north wind blew the black and white flags of the shops on both sides, fluttering and lonely, as if it had just crawled out of hell, but this spirit was attached to the shoulders of the lonely man, making his steps heavy and sluggish. Yan Mubai wandered the streets aimlessly, not knowing the way forward, and there was no point in returning home.

Suddenly, in this silent night like a prison, there sounded Xiu ~ Xiu, the sharp whistling sound, as if there was a unique overlapping rhythm, suddenly came out from the corner of the street like a fierce night cry, the whistle was sharp and urgent, echoing on the four walls. The empty night street is shaking like a tide.

Yan Mubai was so shocked that he seemed to wake up from a big dream, this kind of whistling sound was extracted from his childhood memory, and he recognized this whistle as the urgent recall of the Divine Ghost Gate.

In an instant, he heard the sound of horses' hooves approaching in front of him, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, looked for a shadow, and squatted down. A carriage in the dark, galloping along the right road, Yan Mubai counted silently in his heart, about less than a hundred steps later, the sound of horses' hooves coming to the car, suddenly stopped, Yan Mubai took advantage of the dim moonlight to look, only to see the person driving the car, both hands pulling the reins, had stopped the horse, the person in the car did not get out of the car, just quietly, seemed to be waiting for something.

Soon after, flying in all directions, a crowd of people and horses, about seven or eight, all wearing dark clothes, sharp blades in their hands, tied their hair up, Yan Mubai took a closer look, it was actually in Shandong, besieging the people who talked about Beimo. Everyone galloped close to the cart, and when there were still ten steps away from the cart, they suddenly bent on one knee, and knelt straight down with a brush, and the groom who drove the car did not seem to expect, on the side of the body, the whip in his hand accidentally threw the wheel, and the black horse pulling the cart has been silent, the wheel sounded, and the road was to drive it to continue walking, and the head was raised, and the front hooves were both raised, and they galloped forward.

The man kneeling in front of the car, seeing that he was about to be trampled into the mud, at this moment, the curtain of the car was suddenly rolled up, a blue plum blossom needle, with a bang, flew out, in the blink of an eye, the general direction of the carriage and horse switched electricity, the man on the ground got up quickly, jumped onto the horse's back, pulled the horse, and the carriage stopped steadily.