Since setting foot on Biluo Island and devoting himself to penance with his uncle, it has been more than half a month. After a lot of tempering, Lu Qian has mastered most of the martial arts of the six volumes, and the rest has to rely on continuous actual combat research in the rivers and lakes.

On this day, Ji Changkong called Lu Qian to him early in the morning, and said earnestly: "Senior nephew, now that you have exhausted the essentials of the Liuren Streamer Technique, I have nothing more to teach you, Uncle Shi, I want to send you back to the Central Plains today." ”

"Uncle Shi, I'm ......"

Time flies, and Lu Qian never thought that he could change from the initial reluctance to the current reluctance. He knew that he still had a lot of work to do on his shoulders, but his desire for this kind of family affection made it difficult for him to give up.

Uncle Shi is secretive of the sky, as his only dear person in this world, in the blink of an eye, parting is imminent, which inevitably makes Lu Qian's heart become uncomfortable.

"Okay, good boy, Uncle Shi knows your thoughts, but there is no banquet in the world. As the only descendant of our Qimen Tilting Valley Sect generation, you must pass on the lintel of your master and me in the future, and don't insult the face of your ancestor. ”

After speaking, Changkong handed Lu Qian a dart bag from behind him, which was filled with twenty-four golden darts, and some slight changes were made at the tail of each golden dart, Lu Qian held it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time, and said, "Uncle Shi, what does this mean?"

"Hehe, I've actually been preparing this thing for a long time, and I wanted to give it to you a few days ago, but I forgot about it in a hurry. Now that you're about to return to the Central Plains, it's somewhat useful to take it with you. ”

At this point, Yan Changkong's eyes were obviously a little moist, in order to hide his emotions, he hurriedly turned his body around, turned his back to Lu Qian and said: "It's not too early, while the wind and waves are not big at this time, you better hurry up and go on the road." ”

After bidding farewell to his uncle, Lu Qian reluctantly came to the beach, staring at the boat that his old man had arranged a long time ago, and then recalling all the past in these days, his heart immediately felt infinite emotion.

Set sail and set sail.

Goodbye, Biluo Island.

......

At the foot of Qianyuan Mountain, at dusk. The sunset in the sky is like the afterglow of steaming after being scorched by the flames, reflecting the endless chaos in this world.

On the road, the sound of horses' hooves rushed rapidly, and the five people in the rivers and lakes were chased by a group of cavalry and had nowhere to escape, so they had to abandon their horses and hide in the mountains.

It was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the cold wind was biting, everything on the mountain had withered and withered, and a bleak scene lined with a few sad people, walking with difficulty among the rugged rocks.

"Go and see a few people over there, don't let these rebels run away. ”

A middle-aged man dressed as an officer, armed with a spear and wearing heavy armor, commanded dozens of his soldiers to search everywhere. Since the disappearance of Zhu Jingze, the secretary of the Dali Temple, the two saints were furious, listened to the suggestion of Li Zhenqing, the king of Yue, to suppress the world, and sent three forces respectively, vowing to uproot the "chaotic party" of all factions in Wulin.

It was on this order that Zuo Xiuhe, the squire of the military department, appointed his general Zhang She to send the Kunlun faction, so that Han Ning'er and his four senior brothers, who were responsible for purchasing materials in the door outside, had no way to return home and were forced to flee to the foot of Qianyuan Mountain.

"Senior sister, are you okay?"

Accidentally stepped on a pool of dead leaves after the rain while walking, Han Ning'er's feet slipped and injured her ankle. Although every step is a pain in the heart, for the sake of everyone's lives, she is still strong and refuses to speak.

"I'm fine, Senior Brother Qi, we need to speed up our pace and listen to the voice, those dog officials are not far away. ”

"Okay, everybody full speed ahead. After the hillside ahead, there is a path leading to the foot of Kunlun, and from there, we should be able to avoid the large group of officers and soldiers and the head of the army. ”

Just as the few of them were concentrating on walking, a sharp arrow suddenly flew out from behind them, hitting Qi Shuhou's heart, who had just spoken. The power of this arrow is extremely great, and at first glance, it is from the hands of generals who can fight habitually, and a few mouthfuls of blood immediately gushed out of Qi Shu's shot, piercing his heart and dying.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

Among the mountain gates, Han Ning'er has the best relationship with Qi Shu, and it can be said that he has been a partner since he was a child, but now that he is dying in a different place, he can't help but feel sad.

"Senior sister, go quickly, people can't be resurrected after death, and the officers and soldiers behind them are about to catch up, and here I and Senior Brother Sun will resist for a while. ”

Before the words fell, I heard someone shouting loudly behind me: "The general shoots, there are still four chaotic parties left, the brothers are all rushing, and there is a lot of reward for catching them!"

At the special moment, Han Ning'er had no choice but to leave everyone behind, and the third senior brother Li Boyi took him over the mountains and mountains, and fled straight to the path.

Under the attack of dozens of soldiers, the two Kunlun disciples alone were their opponents, and they were killed by people in less than five rounds. Only a warm blood was left, sprinkled all over the mountains and hills.

Seeing that he was about to reach his destination, Li Boyi took Han Ning'er on his shoulder, walked like a fly, and galloped away. The officers and soldiers were in hot pursuit, and it had become a tense situation, and at this critical moment, a person flashed out of the mountain path.

I saw that his figure was circulating, erratic, and he came to the front in a few steps, glanced at Han Ning'er and Li Boyi and did not speak, and went straight to the group of officers and soldiers.

"Whoever is coming, report the name quickly!"

In his opinion, the people in the rivers and lakes are all ordinary people, and they will be defeated by a charge of thousands of troops and horses in the imperial court, not to mention a young man.

"The one who wants your life!"

The sudden man stepped on the eight methods, walked the seven stars, turned his body and came to the officer's approach, followed by the dragon pattern in his hand, picked it up, smashed it vigorously, and forced him to die.

Seeing this, the officer raised the bright silver steel gun in his hand and was about to block it, but he never expected that the martial arts of the person in front of him were so strong, and at the moment when the dragon pattern rolling rod touched the body of the steel gun, the man's hand pressed violently, and secretly raised his cultivation, and split the big gun into two parts.

When all the soldiers saw it, they were all shocked. In order to save face, the officer at the head hurriedly took a few steps back, pulled out a longbow from behind, and quickly mounted a sharp arrow and aimed it at the face of the sudden person.

I saw that the man sneered, stood up, and pulled out a golden dart with cold light from his waist, and with a flick of his wrist, a golden ray flowed, and the sharp arrow had been knocked down. But after that, he still didn't stop the momentum, and went straight to the red tassel that the officer was up.

"Smack!"

The golden dart passed through the top belt and carried the red tassel into the dead tree behind him, all of which were between the lightning and flint, and everyone present was speechless in an instant.