At dawn, the sky was slightly bright.

In the grass, the dew is crystal clear and pure.

The four horses stopped in front of the gate of Huashan Pai Mountain, and it was Yanshan, Liu Ruobai, Meng Tian, Dugufeng and Shi Potian. Liu Ruobai has not yet woken up, and the other four are slightly tired.

The five turned over and dismounted.

Yan Shan carried Liu Ruobai on his back.

A group of five people is about to enter the Huashan Pai Mountain Gate.

At this moment, four cyan figures floated in, with humble expressions, all of them were disciples of the Huashan Sect.

A disciple of the Huashan Sect bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you to a few young heroes for escorting Senior Brother Dugu back to the sect!"

Yan Shan clenched his fists slightly and said with a light smile: "This brother is polite." ”

After that, the four Huashan sect disciples saluted Dugu Feng and said in a deep voice: "I've seen Senior Brother Dugu!"

Dugu Feng said casually: "The four junior disciples don't have to be polite. As he spoke, he entered the mountain gate.

The other four were just about to take a step.

The Huashan Sect disciple took a step sideways, blocking the way of the four of them. He arched his hand slightly, and said softly: "This door has made a decision on important matters recently, and I can't entertain a few young heroes, please forgive me!"

Seeing this, Dugu Feng's face changed suddenly, and he asked loudly, "Senior Brother Li, do you know who these people are?"

This Senior Brother Li is named Li Yishan, and although his martial arts cultivation is not as good as Dugu Feng, he is also an outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Huashan Sect.

Li Yishan nodded slightly, and said with a straight face: "These four young heroes are Liu Shaoxia, the young master of Tianjian Mountain Villa, Yan Shaoxia, the sect master of Chaotianque, Meng Nuxia, the deputy sect leader of Chaotianque, and Shi Shaoxia, the master of Chaotianque Condor Hall. The four young heroes are famous all over the world and admired them below. ”

Dugu Feng said slightly angrily: "Then what does Senior Brother Li mean by this?"

Li Yishan sighed lightly and remained silent.

Yan Shan realized, and hurriedly said: "It's me who is presumptuous, and I hope Brother Li won't blame him!"

Li Yishan said in a deep voice: "Thank you Yan Shaoxia for your understanding!"

Yan Shan nodded slightly, and asked casually, "Brother Li, can I rest here for half an hour?"

Li Yishan looked guilty and said softly: "Yan Shaoxia, please take care of yourself." ”

Yan Shan bowed his hand slightly and did not say more.

After that, the four of them walked towards a piece of bluestone.

Dugu Feng smiled slightly bitterly, and he wanted to follow.

Li Yishan said in a deep voice: "The head of the family has a life, Senior Brother Dugu will go to see him as soon as he returns to the mountain." ”

Dugu Feng sighed slightly, his face showed helplessness, and then turned around and walked towards the mountain.

Yan Shan put Liu Ruobai on the bluestone, gave him a pill, and fed him some water, and then said in a low voice: "Tian'er, Brother Shi, hurry up and breathe." ”

Because of trust, never ask more.

Meng Tian and Shi Potian nodded slightly, and then meditated on the spot to regulate pranayama.

The autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south.

Before you know it, time flies.

The red sun was rising, the sun was shining on the four of them, and a trace of warmth came to their hearts.

Yanshan still rode with Liu Ruobai.

The three of them galloped on horseback and headed east.

Yan Shan knew in his heart that everything was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface. At the moment, the only way to do this is to hide and wait for Liu Ruobai to recover from his injuries before making plans.

Passing through a forest, four figures leapt to their feet and weave between the trunks.

The three horses continued to gallop forward, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared at the end of the path.

Chaotianque, backyard, under the hexagonal pavilion.

Meng Fang and Sima Changfeng were playing against each other, engrossed.

Hua Feike sat quietly and watched the chess without saying a word.

......Suddenly, a white piece fell on the chessboard, disrupting the entire chess game.

Sima Changfeng's heart trembled, his face turned pale, and his right hand was still hanging in the air.

Seeing this, Meng Fang hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Sima Changfeng's expression was solemn, and he muttered: "I have a sense of foreboding. ”

Meng Fang said softly: "The General's Mansion is still calm, and it will be fine." ”

Sima Changfeng shook his head slightly, and said with a straight face: "I think it is necessary to take precautions." ”

Meng Fang asked casually: "Then what is the plan of Chief Sima's dart?"

Sima Changfeng took out a tiger-shaped jade pendant with a simple texture from his arms, put it on the stone table, and said in a low voice: "This jade pendant is very important, I plan to hide it here, once it changes, it will not fall into the hands of others." ”

Hua Feike seemed to have been prepared, put a letter on the stone table, and said casually: "There is also this letter." ”

Meng was relieved, but he didn't ask much.

Sima Changfeng stood up and drew his long sword, and the sword light quickly swept around a bluestone slab, but there was no change. The sword is sheathed. He placed the long sword on the stone table, then bent down and squatted, and tapped a stone slab next to him with his right palm, and the bluestone slab that the sword light had just crossed actually popped upward. He caught the bluestone slab with his left hand, and gently pressed the soil under the bluestone slab with his right palm.

The next moment, a palm-slap-sized, inch-deep palm print appeared.

Hua Feike wrapped the letter and the tiger-shaped jade pendant in a piece of white silk and placed it in the palm print.

Sima Changfeng put the bluestone slab back in its original place, but it was no different from before, leaving no trace.

The speed of swordsmanship and the wonder of the use of internal force are self-evident.

At this moment, someone walked quickly into the backyard, came to the hexagonal pavilion, and replied: "Three elders, the elite of the Black Tiger Hall has exhausted, and they have come straight to the sky, and they have traveled five miles away. ”

Sima Changfeng sighed lightly: "Those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming!"

Meng Fang said in a deep voice: "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided." Give the order to go down and prepare to meet the enemy. Also, send someone to inform Song Zhixian of this matter. ”

"Command!"

The autumn breeze is bleak, the leaves are flying, slightly cool, and faintly sad.

In front of the gate of Chaotianque, the murderous atmosphere is pervasive, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

Meng Fang clenched the spear of Zhanger, standing in the center, majestic. Sima Changfeng and Hua Feike stood left and right, calm and calm. Dozens of Chaotian Que dead soldiers held swords, their eyes were firm, and they looked at death as if they were home.

Hundreds of fast horses in the Black Tiger Hall came in an instant, and stopped in the open space in front of Chaotianque.

The group turned over and dismounted, forming a confrontation with Chaotianque and the others.

Five figures slowly walked out of the crowd.

The person in the center is a middle-aged man in a brocade robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, tall and burly, and a skewny mountain chopping knife at his waist. This person is the Black Tiger Hall Hall Master Chong Black Tiger, ranking fifth among the top ten masters of the underworld.

The first person on the left hand side of Chonghei Tiger was a middle-aged Confucian man in a long robe in green clothes, with a slender figure, bright eyes, and a long sword in his hand. This person is Shi Wenqing, the second hall master of the Black Tiger Hall.

The second person on the left hand side of Chonghei Tiger was a young man in a brocade robe, with a delicate appearance and a proud expression, holding a severe-backed mountain chopping knife in his hand. This person is Pang Sheng, the fourth hall master of the Black Tiger Hall.

The first person on the right hand side of Chonghei Tiger was a middle-aged man in a purple robe, with a thin figure, an iron complexion, and a treasure bag around his waist. This person is the head of the three halls of the Black Tiger Hall.

The second person on the right hand side of Chonghei Tiger was a young man dressed in a white robe, handsome, erect, and holding a long sword in his hand. This person is Xiao Jing, the fifth hall master of the Black Tiger Hall.

Meng Fang was neither humble nor arrogant, he clenched his fists slightly, and asked loudly: "I don't know why the Black Tiger Hall is so aggressive?"

Chonghei Hu was indifferent, returned the salute slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Ming people don't say dark words, I am waiting here to swear to step on the Chaotian Que and avenge the predecessors of the Sword God!"

Meng Fang smiled indifferently and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, Chaotian Que will accompany him to the end!"

The voice fell, the two sides were tense, and the battle was about to break out.

Silence, deathly silence.

A cold wind blew and the leaves rattled.

The autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south. - Liu Che

(End of chapter)