Under the twilight sky, in the bleak snow, Murong Xue walked alone, at this time last year, it was accompanied by snowflakes flying and rain and sunshine, recalling the past, I couldn't help but cry like rain.

The distant mountains in the night, like ink figures with mysterious and treacherous, Murong Xue looked around, not knowing where Yuqing was. My father's relics and the jade seal of the country have been lost, what are I going to do in Saibei, and where should I go now?

"If it weren't for Sihaitang, how could Sister Qing and I be delayed here, and Sister Qing wouldn't have gone with Hua Luoyu. Thinking of this, Murong Xue hated Sihaitang even more, his heart was boiling, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, the voice was extremely majestic, like a wave in the distance, in the howling, he used his internal force, and disappeared into the boundless night in an instant.

The evening breeze was whistling in the mountains, Murong Xue stood on the top of the mountain and looked around, but he didn't see the figure of the eagle, and he couldn't help but feel stunned in his heart, for some reason, at this moment, he felt that the eagle was closer and more trustworthy.

He looked up and saw a bright moon hanging high in the night sky, exuding a snow-white light, and remembered that by the river in his hometown, when he looked at the bright moon with Yuqing, the infinite pain spread in his heart and chest.

For a long time, Murong Xue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, squatted down to open the package, and saw the clothes that Yuqing washed herself when she left were placed in front of her, these clothes were sewn by Yuqing herself, he was stunned for a long time, and in a trance saw the clothes on his body, which had been worn out for a year, and he wanted to pick one to change, but every time he looked at one, a scene of the past appeared in front of him, and he felt that his chest was surging and unsettled, so he hurriedly changed it, and folded the rags and put them on top of the stack of clothes.

Murong Xue jumped down the mountainside, brought a few boulders, buried the package in it, looked at it for a long time, knelt down on her knees, looked at the bright moon and prayed sincerely: "The past is affectionate, buried here, the joys and sorrows of the world, you have seen countless people, disciple Murong Xue begs you for your favor and guards the rain and weather for my life." ”

Only then did he stand up lonely, touch his body and realize that he was penniless, he looked towards the sky, a calm smile appeared on his face, as if there was no concern in this life, with a wave of long sleeves, his body drifted to the mortal world like falling snow, and since then he has been jumping in the mountains every day, catching wolves and hunting tigers, and thirsty for mountain springs.

More than ten days later, the tall city wall of Chengdu was already in front of him, Murong Xue took two tigers on his shoulders and strode into the city, pedestrians were shocked and avoided one after another, Murong Xue said loudly: "These two tigers have been killed by me, only a horse and a little broken silver in the next one, I hope you fathers and elders will be successful." ”

Where have these people eaten tiger meat, when they heard this, they all came forward to watch, and some greedy people had already said loudly: "Good man, I will give you a horse and ten taels of silver, are you willing?"

When Murong Xue heard him call himself a hero, her heart suddenly became desolate, and she secretly thought: "I was born in a martial arts family, and the heir of Nan Murong is regarded as reckless by the world. After a pause, he said aloud: "It's okay!"

"But we can't lift these two behemoths, you have to send them to my house. ”

Murong Xue smiled and said in a low voice: "It's already reckless, what's the point of being a porter again!"

The man was overjoyed to see such a big bargain, Murong Xue followed the crowd to the man's mansion, exchanged horses, accepted ten taels of silver, and said loudly: "Fathers, dare to ask where is the Four Seas Dart Bureau?"

The high-level wide door of the Four Seas Dart Bureau, two stone lions guarding both sides, four black-clothed people stood solemnly with knives, and when they saw Murong Xue coming, they shouted in unison: "Who, report your name!"

Murong Xue laughed and said, "A small dart game, the posture is not small!" After that, he raised a stone lion on one side and threw it at the four people, and the four of them were shocked and scattered and fled, and with a click, the stone lion broke through the door like an arrow from the string, swept across the patio, and flew straight into the hall, only to hear the exclamations, and a group of people rushed out of the hall.

Murong Xue lifted the stone lion on the other side, his figure shook, and he had already swept into the courtyard, raising his eyes slightly to look around, only to see dozens of black-clothed people all discolored, like stone statues standing there. A middle-aged man at the door of the hall asked in a trembling voice, "You, who are you?"

Murong Xue couldn't help but pause, and then said proudly: "Gusu, Murong Xue!"

When that person heard that it was Gusu Murong's name, he couldn't help but want to laugh, but when he saw that he was holding a thousand catties of stone lions in his hand, like King Kong Linfan, he immediately held back and said coldly: "You are the one who killed Nie Hu in Yaning Village?"

"Exactly!" Murong Xue said, throwing the stone lion towards the man, the two were more than ten zhang away, the man quickly dodged, but was still hit by the stone lion on the shoulder, and fell to the ground with a scream.

"Three days later, the pine forest in the north of the city, take all the beasts of the Four Seas Hall, fight to the death, the expiration will not come, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!" As soon as Murong Xue's words fell, the people had already drifted away.

On the evening of that day, on the wooden bridge outside Yaning Village, the evening breeze was bleak, and the slanting sun was shining far away, Murong Xue threw the torch in his hand to the grass pile at the head of the bridge, and the fire was soaring into the sky in an instant. Thinking that more than a year ago, he was still here to kill thieves, but now he has become an arsonist, he can't help but smile bitterly.

In an instant, a shout sounded in the village, and a group of people rushed to the bridgehead with a shout, scolding in unison: "Who is bold enough to dare to set fire here?"

When the enemies saw each other, their eyes were red, Murong Xue was furious, and shouted: "Gu Xinjiang!" This voice was like a thunderbolt in a sunny day in the night, far away to the sky.

Gu Xinjiang was shocked, only to see Murong Xue with his hair scattered, anger in his eyes, and he was slowly pulling out the sword from behind his back, he was full of liver and gall, his knees were weak, he fell to the ground, and cried: "Little brother, I know it's wrong, after you left, the group of robbers came again, and I confessed to you under torture, I was also forced to do it, I have the old and the young, and I can't help it!"

The people behind him also said in unison: "Yes, keep the truth!"

Murong Xue's heart softened, she couldn't help but hesitate, and said sharply: "Even so, what do you say about the mother-in-law and those orphans?"

Gu Xinjiang was stunned, sighed and said: "My mother-in-law was frightened, she couldn't afford to get sick, and she gave up in a few days, and the parents of those children were killed by robbers, and they couldn't stand our control, so they didn't know where to go." ”

Murong Xue couldn't help but be annoyed: "I really should have killed him with one palm, what to do with so much nonsense with him, but now I can't do it!" So the sword stepped forward and said: "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and I don't want to take your life, it's just that I came thousands of miles, don't let me go back empty-handed!" With a wave of the sword, Gu Xinjiang screamed miserably, and one arm flew into the sky.

Murong Xue glanced at everyone in disgust, and walked into the distance without looking back.