After listening to Tang Yu's words, Gao Li was stunned at first, he stood on tiptoe and looked around, indeed as Tang Yu said, before and after the corpse pile, there were only two series of footprints, one large and one small, and there was no sign of the galloping of the war horse at all.

Wang Da Dart picked up the Xiliang war knife and held it in his hand, looked at the slightly rusty blade, pointed to the two strings of footprints and said slowly: "According to what Second Miss said, a handful of hairy men and horses were ambushed here before the snow fell this morning, but unfortunately he couldn't wait for our Sky Eagle Dart Bureau, but waited for ......."

Wang Yangbo pointed to the ground, "These two long footprints!"

Miao Fei and Tang Yu were both taken aback, according to Wang Yangbo's speculation, a handful of more than 100 people were killed by these two unidentified people like pigs and dogs?

If a handful of Mao is really a Xiliang deserter, then his hard work will definitely be good. The combat power of the Xiliang cavalry is known to the world, if there is no Xiliang, a barrier like wolf teeth, the 800,000 troops of the Youyan Dynasty would have invaded the fertile Northern Zhou Dynasty in the south.

Regardless of whether a handful of hair is a Xiliang deserter or not, a master who can kill more than a hundred horse thieves without a trace of blood under his feet has completely exceeded the imagination of Miao Fei, Tang Yu and others.

Are these two footprints gods, ghosts, demons, demons, and people?

Wang Yangbo thought differently from Miao Fei at this time, a pinch of hair could ambush here early and wait for his dart team, indicating that there must be a pinch of hair's eyeliner in the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau to report to him.

It is not surprising that horse thieves have planted eyeliner in the major dart games on the green forest road, and it is not the first time that it has appeared in the Aquila dart game.

Gao Li spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm at the two strings of footprints, rolled his eyes, and said: "I don't believe it! Two people can slaughter more than 100 horse thieves? Could it be that they are the black and white impermanence of seeking their lives and seducing souls? There must be something strange in this!"

The "Third Prince", who had always been silent, suddenly spoke: "Second Miss Tang, Wang Da Darthead, should we continue to move forward, or should we retreat to Shuofang County?"

Tang Yu turned his head and stared thoughtfully at the silver mask of the "Third Prince", did he know who left these two sets of footprints?

Otherwise, how could there be a gold owner who proposed to return to Shuofang County after paying 5,000 taels of silver tickets?

Thinking of this, Tang Yu's eyes swept over the two withered old servants who were closely following the "Third Prince", although the two of them had different faces in the face of the tragic Shura Field in front of them, they were not as frightened as the dart masters, these two old men were definitely not servants who served tea and water!

Wang Yangbo handed the Xiliang war knife in his hand to Miao Fei, and without looking at the "third son", he said: "It's too late to retreat to Shuofang County! No matter whether the owner of those two strings of footprints is a god or a ghost, we can't run away! It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, let's go forward! Before dark, if you can get out of the wild wolf valley, the old man invites you to drink!"

The "Third Prince" lowered his head and muttered for a moment, and replied, "Okay!"

After the group of the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau cleaned up briefly, they spared the sea of corpse mountains and blood from the woods on both sides, Fu Daguang leaned on the carriage weakly, and the burly black and strong runner was no longer able to shout: "The sky is high and the mountains are far away, and the four seas are eagle Yang!

When the "Third Prince" was about to get into the car, Tang Yu, who was full of suspicions, suddenly asked: "Childe, are those two strings of footprints on the snow here for you?"

The "third son" didn't say a word, and got into the carriage without looking back, and the two old servants waved their whips expressionlessly.

Miao Fei galloped to Tang Yu's side, plucked up the courage and whispered, "Second Miss, don't worry, I'm here!"

Tang Yu glanced at Miao Fei, who was full of shyness and reddening, clenched the three flying knives in his left hand, and muttered in his mouth: "People die for money, and birds die for food." ”

The group walked forward tremblingly, and the two strings of footprints on the snow still went all the way forward, not chaotic at all.

The team of the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau walked forward for another two hours, nothing happened, and it seemed that there were still seven or eight miles left to get out of the Wild Wolf Valley.

Wang Yangbo looked at the dark sky above his head, and a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, it seems that these two series of footprints should not be aimed at his dart team.

As long as you walk out of the Wild Wolf Valley and go to the official road, there is a small town forty miles away, and Wang Da Darthead will always rest at the Suiyun Inn there. He was now thinking about whether to change to a more luxurious inn and drink a few jugs of good wine to suppress the frightening of the brothers.

When Wang Da Dart was thinking about where to settle down tonight, there was a sudden high-pitched sound of the piano in front of him.

The sound of the piano soars into the sky, like the wind and sand in the northwest border, and there seems to be the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse faintly, and there is no crisp and melodious "small strings cut like a whisper" and "big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate".

The dart heads and dart masters of the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau are rough people and don't understand the rhythm.

Although Tang Yu is a daughter, she has been practicing swords with knives since she was a child, and her calluses are dense, where have she stroked the strings.

The sound of the piano is played by Gao Changgong, the king of Lanling.

The dart team of the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau slowly moved forward in the sound of the piano, and finally in the left front of the road, everyone saw two figures, one red and one white.

The woman in red has red lips like fire and red clothes like blood, sitting under the tree, her fingers flying, and her red sleeves fluttering.

The eyes of the man in white are like frost and the white clothes are better than snow, and Zhuo Litiandi's eyes are cold, and the sword intent is majestic.

"Entering the Array" is full of killing intent, the horses are trapped in the enemy formation with swords, and the lone piano reflects the snow into the clouds.

In the wild wolf valley, the dart masters of the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau saw two mysterious figures, one red and one white, not far away, stroking the piano in the ice and snow. Although they could not make out the faces of the two men, their hearts began to beat violently like a noisy war drum.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come!

The two strings of footprints on the snow should have been left by these two lords who didn't know whether they were gods or ghosts, and the more than 100 fierce horse thieves under the command of a handful of Mao were most likely killed tragically in the hands of the two of them.

Wang Yangbo, who opened the way at the front of the dart team, even raised his heart to his throat, and recited silently in his heart several times: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

Wang Da Dart head since he was a child rolling in the rivers and lakes, he only believes in the sword in his hand, usually never burns incense to worship the Buddha, but before each dart will worship the Lord Guan, I don't know if the Buddha can hear his pious prayer at this moment.

Rather than face the red and white gods in front of him, Wang Yangbo would rather meet a handful of more than 100 bandits and horse thieves.

"A pinch of hair" is a mortal, what is the origin of these two evil gods in front of him?

"A handful of hair" ran to the wild wolf valley to occupy the mountain as the king, and he blocked the road and cut the path in the final analysis to seek money, not to smash the job of the Eagle Dart Bureau.

As long as Tang Yu is willing to spend some money and take out two taels of silver as money to buy the road, plus the Heavenly Eagle Dart Bureau has sixty or seventy people, a handful of hair may not be unwilling to raise a hand.

In these years, which one of the rivers and lakes will not spare his life? Fight to the death with the Sky Eagle Dart Game, and in the end end you will lose both, and a handful of hair is not so stupid!

Wang Da Dart even wants to get acquainted with a pinch of hair by taking this dart, if he can drink a pot of wine, it would be best if the old brother and brother screamed a few times.

It's a pity that a handful of hair finally pulled up more than 100 people, and as soon as he set up Wan'er in Shuofang County, he was killed by the two evil gods in front of him.

This pair of red and white demons came from nowhere, and they don't know why, people talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, and ghosts and gods don't talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, it's hard to say.

Wang Yangbo wiped the cold sweat on his head, clenched the broad-bladed ring knife, and glanced at Gao Li and the others beside him.

After Gao Li and Wang Yangbo glanced at each other, he took out the Xuanhua board axe on his back, and said with a trembling slight: "Wang Da Dart, are we colliding with evil today? Could it be that this is the legendary red and white evil? Red and white evil is amazing, this is a ghost marrying, and the living will be hooked away when they get close! I remember that the old man in Shuofang County said that when he meets a red and white man, close his eyes and don't look, don't move, wait for the ghost to marry his daughter-in-law, and he will go back to the underworld! Everyone closes their eyes, and it will be fine for a while!"

Wang Yangbo sighed, waved his hand and summoned his beloved disciple Miao Fei to his side, and then made a gesture to the dart team behind him, signaling to continue moving forward.

Miao Fei saw Master's instructions, nodded at Tang Yu, and galloped forward.

When Miao Fei ran to Master Wang Yangbo's side, the distance between the two red and white gods was less than seven zhang away, and everyone in the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau finally saw the faces of the two of them clearly.

The sound of the piano is still majestic, the woman in red who plays the piano is wearing heavy makeup, there is a beauty mole at the corner of her mouth, and there are all kinds of charms between her eyebrows and eyes.

Such a bewitching woman, I am afraid that she is also the top brand Oiran in the Qinglou in Luoyang, Kyoto, and any man will move his index finger when he looks at it.

There are many people in the dart head of the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau who are frequent visitors to the Qinglou, and the girls they see can only play and sing the little tunes of sending off the lover, pink lotus, and bitter lovesickness, and have never seen a woman in the dust who can play this kind of solemn and breathtaking battlefield war song "Into the Array".

The man in white standing between heaven and earth was about thirty-five or sixteen years old, tall and thin, with long hands and feet, and his eyes were extraordinarily deep and unfathomable.

The white-clothed man, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, tilted his ears slightly, the expression on his face was obviously immersed in the sound of the piano and could not extricate himself, he held a long sword with a faint blue halo in his left hand, and his right hand was behind his back, looking extraordinary.

What made everyone in the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau feel a little relieved was that the long sword in the man in white was as clean as new, and there was not a drop of blood.

Could it be that this man in white is just a vassal and elegant sour scholar?

Wang Da Dart took the people of the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau and walked forward, he only felt that the sweat in his palms was getting more and more, and the handle of the broad-bladed ring knife was a little slippery.

The dart team of the Sky Eagle Dart Bureau was getting closer and closer to the two red and white gods, and when the distance between the two was less than three zhang, the man in white like a bamboo pole finally moved!