Everyone went all the way south, Yunfeng rode on horses, looking at the magnificent mountains and clear rivers around them, and they were in a good mood.

In the casual conversation with the people of the dart board, I learned that this north and south dart game is quite famous and has an excellent reputation. The bearded man is Zeng Wanqi, the founder and chief dart head of the North and South Dart Bureau, who became famous and stunted to open the mountain and Baguazhang, and is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes.

He once eliminated harm for the people, chased the tiger for thousands of miles, and finally killed the tiger in the palm of his hand after a desperate struggle. Everyone on the rivers and lakes respects his hero, saying that he rides alone for thousands of miles, and the benevolent and righteous hero has seven masters.

In the mundane world, ordinary chivalrous people can not be called heroes, chivalrous people, righteous and loyal, for the country and the people, all the heroes recognized by the people of the rivers and lakes are extremely loyal and righteous people.

The strongest man in the dart game is his own brother, Zeng Wanjiu, the head manager of the dart game, who is also quite famous in the rivers and lakes.

Because of its infinite strength, a body of swordsmanship is superb, and it is known as the Nine Crazy Knives. The rest of the darts are also figures with heads and faces in the rivers and lakes.

This area was originally a place where robbers and thieves haunted, but today the road was unusually smooth.

Yun Feng also learned a lot of anecdotes about the rivers and lakes from the mouths of the people, Shui Ling'er also seemed to be quite interested, and interjected a few words from time to time, until this moment Yun Feng really recognized these them in his heart, and he was indeed a chivalrous man with a warm heart.

In the conversation between everyone and the north of the world, the sky has become dark, the original green mountains and forests have gradually become yellow, and the ground has gradually changed from gray black to earth red, which should have entered the territory of Firefox Mountain.

It is rumored that the demon beasts of Firefox Mountain have been infested recently, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties, everyone still decided to find an open place to camp on the spot, and then set off after dawn, and they can arrive at Firefox Town at noon.

Everyone in the dart board walks outside all year round, and they can't be more skilled in setting up camp and lighting fires. In less than an hour, tents had been set up, and spikes and fences had been set up around them to prevent wild beasts from invading, and for the sake of caution, several deep traps had been dug around the perimeter, which were covered with sharpened bamboo.

In addition, bonfires were lit throughout the barracks, which were used to keep warm and to ward off wild beasts.

At night, Firefox Mountain is a little cool, and you can hear the roars of fierce beasts in the distance. The crowd sat around the campfire in the center, eating the roasted hare with a tantalizing aroma.

Yun Feng, who had never drunk wine, drank a few glasses of spirits and was already a little drunk, even Shui Ling'er drank a few glasses of fruit wine under the repeated invitation of everyone, her pretty face was slightly red, and the relationship between the two and everyone in the dart game was also closer, Zeng Qiye also gave the best tent in the dart game where he and Zeng Jiuye lived to Yunfeng and the two, this group of bold and hospitable Jianghu men, like their brothers.

Everyone chatted until late at night, except for some dart masters who were on patrol at night, the rest had already gone to sleep, and Shui Ling'er went to the lake alone at some point.

The night at the foot of the mountain is quiet and ethereal. The moon hangs lonely in the sky, and the stars dot the calm night sky.

The clear water of the lake reflects the shadows of the trees, and the breeze blows, rippling away layer by layer. Shui Ling'er sat by the lake with her legs crossed, looking at the lake quietly with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Yun Feng walked to Shui Ling'er and sat down a little dizzy, smelling her faint body fragrance, looking at her long eyelashes, her eyes seemed to be a little sad, and there was a sudden tingling pain in her heart for no reason.

I wanted to say something, but I still didn't open my mouth after all. After a long time, Shui Ling'er gradually raised her head, turned to look at Yun Feng, and said gently: "Senior Brother Yun, do you say that there are really immortals in this world?" Yun Feng looked at Shui Ling'er's delicate face, and was a little stupid for a while, and after a while, he slowly replied: "Immortals, there should be, otherwise why do they have to seek immortal cultivation in the master and master." Seeing Yun Feng looking at her infatuatedly, Shui Ling'er was not angry, but her face was even redder, and she said to herself: "Is it really so good to pursue immortality and become an immortal?" Actually, I just want to live quietly, with the company of my family and the people I like by my side. He buried his head in his legs again.

Yun Feng hesitated for a long time, but still responded softly: "My family died when I was four years old, junior sister, are they okay with your family?" Hearing Yun Feng's words, Shui Ling'er's body trembled violently, and after a long time, he said in a trembling voice: "They are all dead too." After saying that, the whole head was buried deeper, and faintly, Yun Feng seemed to see crystal tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Seeing Shui Ling'er's thin shoulders trembling and trembling, she knew that she must be extremely sad at this moment.

Yun Feng wanted to reach out and gently pat her back to comfort her, but the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air for a long time, and it still didn't let go after all.

The night, so quiet, the wind, so cold. There was only the sound of a crackling campfire burning. is the so-called: drunk under the moon by the lake, the lonely lamp is no longer a thing.

The beauty has tears and falls, and the wind and dust remember that people do not return.