A horse-drawn carriage gallops along a rugged mountain road.

The day dawned, and the sun was breaking free from the heavy night, dyeing the clouds red. The carriage seemed to be chasing the light, and it was like dodging the still dark fog behind it.

In the car, Yuanzi still coughed incessantly. Liu Banxian looked worried, the situation was urgent when he fled, he forgot to take his senior brother's medicine, and he didn't know if he could survive this long journey.

Zhi'er moistened the towel with the water in the leather bag from time to time and applied it to the forehead of the mixed yuanzi. She is used to taking care of people, and her movements are quick and skillful. Li Yan gently lifted the curtain and observed the surrounding movement through the gap.

The Huating Mansion was getting farther and farther away, and every step away from there, they were safer. As long as they turn over the steep mountain called "Guillotine Gorge" in front of them, they will be like fish entering the sea, birds returning to the blue sky, and they will no longer be fettered.

The Guillotine Ridge is low in the east and high in the west, and the road stops abruptly at the highest point, and below is the unfathomable abyss of ten thousand ravines. Pedestrians came here, seeing the clouds and mist under the mountain and the cold air blowing in their faces, they were all frightened.

The four people in the car, except for Mixed Yuanzi, were sweating in their palms. If the enemy chooses to ambush here, it will be very lucky. This place is extremely steep, and there is no way to retreat, so you can only fight to the death.

However, the wheels and wheels, with the crisp whip and handlebar-like shouting, flattened the terrain. Li Yan poked his head out and asked, "Boss, how far is there in front of you?"

The handlebar-style whip pointed remotely: "Less than two miles." Go through the valley in front and go out!"

When Li Yan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said, "Master, Zhi'er, we will be safe soon!"

But just then the horse neighed, and the carriage came to a halt.

The handlebar type yelled outside: "Damn, don't you have long eyes!

Li Yan was startled, looked over, and saw that the narrow valley mouth squeezed the blue sky into a thin line, and at the end of the valley, there was a lonely figure standing.

The man was nine feet tall, and his hair was loose like a lion's. It is the fourth of the "four disasters" of the morning fog that once made a big fuss in Huating Mansion: the tsunami.

The handlebar type is also a bastard, scolding and scolding, wanting to go up to theorize. Li Ren grabbed him, stuffed him with a tael of silver, and said, "Boss, we have bought the car and livestock." You hurry back, the sooner the better!"

The handlebar was stunned and said, "Don't you need me to catch the car?"

Li Yan shook his head: "No need for you, go quickly!"

It takes more than half a day to go back to Huating Mansion, but ten taels of silver is more than enough to buy a carriage, and you can make a lot of net income, so there is no reason not to pick up the ready-made cheap.

The handlebar style no longer paid attention to the tsunami, thanked Li Yan, and walked away.

Tsunami suddenly sneered: "This person will definitely not survive today when he sees me." If you let him go, you're just giving him a few more moments!"

At this time, Liu Banxian also jumped down from the car and said in a deep voice: "Handlebar type, executioner, and people carrying big bags, these three kinds of people will not deliberately harm even people in the underworld." Rushing to kill them all is inevitably a loss of morality, right?"

Tsunami snorted: "I'm not an underworld, nor am I a person in the rivers and lakes, I don't understand any of your bullshit rules." I only know that the people who threaten the morning mist and the prince will have to die one by one!"

Liu Banxian pressed his sword and said, "Okay, Poor Dao will come to meet Your Excellency!"

His bladeless sword was stuffed with a mixture of lime powder and chili flour. This time, he wanted to repeat the old trick and use this trick to deal with the tsunami.

But Tsunami laughed: "Stinky Taoist priest, you are also worthy?" and then pointed at Li Yan: "Boy, come here, let's compare!"

Unexpectedly, Li Yan arched one hand: "Uncle, I hope you raise your noble hand, let us go over!"

Tsunami showed a look of disdain on his face: "As a peerless master, you should show your sword when you meet the enemy." What is the purpose of your blind forbearance?"

In fact, at this time, Li Yan already knew what was going on with his sword technique. Can an ordinary knife cut through the shackles of cast iron and split a bronze plate a few inches thick?

But because of this, he became more and more afraid of the knife and his own hands.

No matter how it is groomed or praised, a knife is a knife, a weapon to kill. The only purpose of its existence is to destroy the enemy.

Li Yan didn't want anyone to die, whether it was himself or others, even enemies.

I only heard him say: "This uncle, I am cowardly, I dare not do anything with people." Please spare us. ”

At a glance, he saw that what he said was not true, so he smiled and said, "In this way, don't lie to me, tell the truth." Maybe I'll let you go when I'm happy, and you can't tell. ”

Li Yan snorted: "I don't want to kill people. I...... I'm afraid I'll kill you if I make a move. ”

"What?"

Tsunami suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter was full of anger. By the time he stopped laughing, his eyes were bloodshot red.

"Good boy, this is the first time in my life that anyone dares to insult me like this! You don't have to worry, I want to see if you die or I die today!"

Li Yan shook his head and said, "No, if I really kill you, I really can't bear it!"

Tsunami shouted hysterically, "Are you fucking going to do anything?"

"No!"

Tsunami nodded frantically, and suddenly pounced on Zhi'er. It turned out that he was so angry that he wanted to kill Zhi'er to provoke Li Yan.

Li Yan lowered his head, not paying attention to his movements, but when he looked up, it was already too late.

I saw the tsunami stand up with one palm, and then split down, and he was about to send Zhi'er back to the west. But at this time, Liu Banxian suddenly stood in front of Zhi'er, used his long sword, and shouted: "Open!"

Listening to the bang, Liu Banxian flew out three feet away like a kite with a broken string, lying motionless on the ground. At the same time, the smoke was so thick that people couldn't open their eyes.

It turned out that the tsunami slashed his long sword with one palm, and the momentum of the palm was inexhaustible, and it hit Liu Banxian's chest again. But fortunately, the lime and chili powder played a role, which made the tsunami fearful, and if it weren't for these things, I'm afraid that ten Liu Banxian would also die.

But even so, he was motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. Zhi'er was paralyzed on the ground, unable to move half a step. Tsunami sneered: "I'll do it today, and I'll send you back to your place!"

I just wanted to make a move, but I heard a cold voice from behind: "What happened to your master?"

He turned his head and saw Li Yan standing still, like a statue cast of copper and iron. Behind him was the endless night, and the light of a cold star shot out of his eyes.

Tsunami felt all the pores open all over his body, and his feet involuntarily retreated, as if someone was shouting in his ear: "Run, run!"

Sweat ran down his cheeks, and it was cold.

Tsunami barely supported and said: "Good boy, grandpa is waiting for you, you can make a move!"

Before he could finish speaking, he only felt something flicker. Li Yan had already moved from front of him to his back, and the knife closed as if it had never been unsheathed.

Then he watched as his hands split apart from his body.

Blood is like a waterfall.

Tsunami fell to his knees, screaming in pain. But there was no trace of pity in Li Yan's eyes, he only said one sentence: "The next knife, cut your legs." ”

At this time, Li Yan was like a proud and ruthless god, and no one could stop him.