The night in the northwest, even if it is summer, is a little empty and lofty. The blue-gray sky occasionally streaked over a few returning vultures, their wings blowing in the wind, weaving a silent nocturne.

There are only a few lights left in Qingyang Town, one of which belongs to Qingye Building.

The restaurant was already full of drinkers, leaving only a mess of cups and plates, and Song Chunyao was cleaning up table by table.

The woman put the dishes in a bamboo bucket and wiped down the tabletop. By the time these chores were done, it was almost late at night.

"Yu'er, why haven't you come back yet", Song Chunyao said to himself, "Could it be that something happened to the kid in the stone?"

Thinking of this, she took a lamp from the counter and walked out of the tavern.

Different from the quietness of Qingyang Town, the foot of Xiaozhong Mountain, which is five miles away from Qingyang Town, is particularly lively.

In addition to the people from the rivers and lakes who had stopped in Qingye Tower before, there were still several teams of people who had just arrived here.

Monk Hua was sitting in front of a bonfire, carrying the hundred-pound demon-slaying pestle on his back.

"Monk Hua, now that everyone has arrived, you can tell us how to get to the treasure place. ”

Monk Hua looked at the top of Xiaozhong Mountain, and the expression on his face became impatient, "What are you in a hurry, you kid is in a hurry, you say that you will act when you are done, and there is still half an hour, wait for the Sprinkle family obediently." ”

The man was scolded by Monk Hua with his head covered with his face, his face was a little gloomy, but he didn't dare to attack at the moment, and only looked forward to finding the scene afterwards.

This scolding made the originally somewhat turbulent situation quiet again.

At the top of Xiaozhong Mountain, a woman in a pink dress stood long, holding a scarlet sword with a snow-white scabbard in her left hand.

"You've finally come out of the restaurant. The woman's lips opened lightly, and the mountain wind blew away her long hair like a starfall.

Across from the woman stood a man. The man was dressed in a purple robe, with a Qiqi mask on his head and a knife pinned to his waist.

"Nalan," the man began, "go back, this place cannot be lived." ”

The woman sneered, "I don't, I don't." I have believed in your Zhang Zitang's words for half my life, but in the end, I ran away with another woman and had a child. Zhang Zitang, are you worthy of me?"

The woman didn't wait for the man to speak, drew the sword out of the sheath, and then quickly jumped up and handed a sword to the man in front of him, the sword qi was like a long dragon, Zhang Zitang withdrew sideways, his body was tense, his fingers clamped the blade of the sword, and the majestic internal force gathered by the fingertips and the woman's fierce sword qi exploded together, and all the plants and trees within a radius of ten zhang where the two of them were standing were destroyed.

It can be seen that a few drops of blood burst out from the man's fingertips in an instant, and before they fell to the ground, they had already formed ice crystals.

Zhang Zitang and the woman exchanged palms and widened the distance between each other.

If you take off the mask, you can see that Zhang Zitang's face is flushed, and it is obvious that he has suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"Su Nu Thirty-six Road Flying Immortal Sword, you have already built the eighteenth Road?"

"Not bad," the woman said.

"Su Su, I didn't tell you, don't practice this set of swordsmanship", Zhang Zitang's voice trembled a little, and there seemed to be a trace of anger mixed with it.

"Zhang Zitang, you are not qualified to order me. ”

This woman's name is Nalan Su, and she pointed at Zhang Zitang, "The second half of the Su Nu Sword Book is hidden in the 'Xuanwu Secret Treasure', and you must hand over the key to the gate today." ”

"Su Su, I know I owe you, but I can't give you the key to this place," Zhang Zitang said, "If the 'Xuanwu Secret Collection' is lost in the rivers and lakes, it will definitely be ruined." ”

"Hmph, sure enough, what I said to the master is good, your men's sweet words and vows are all deceitful nonsense. You have suffered internal injuries in the previous palm, and if you don't hand over the key, don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings. ”

"In that case, you can do it", Zhang Zitang took off the short knife on his waist and held it in his hand, his eyes were full of tenderness, "Old friend, I haven't seen you for more than ten years." ”

The sword light and sword light were cut like a dragon, and Zhang Zitang had a few more wounds on his body, but Nalan Su did not have one.

only heard a "bang", Zhang Zitang was caught with a flaw, and ate a kick of Nalansu, and in an instant, blood foam stars splashed, and his body flew out upside down.

"Zhang Zitang, I'll give you a chance to tell me where the key is!"

Nalan Su's voice was full of expression, and her beautiful eyes, which were already slightly bloodshot, seemed to be expecting something.

Zhang Zitang said in a trembling voice, "I don't know, Su ...... Su, back to ...... Let's go back. ”

"What the master said is really right, Zhang Zitang, I can see you clearly, do you think I don't know that the key is this knife", Nalan Su slapped his palm on Zhang Zitang's chest, Zhang Zitang only felt that his eyes were black and he fainted.

Nalan Su picked up the white short knife in Zhang Zitang's hand and muttered, "Half a foot of snow." ”

She slung the short knife to her waist, and then stepped lightly on the ground at her feet, jumped out of the top of the small heavy mountain, and flew straight down the cliff face, relying on the rocks and lonely trees along the way, and soon reached the foot of the mountain.

If this scene is seen by ordinary people, they will be shocked and think that it is a "fairy outing".

Nalan Su fell in the forest not far from Monk Hua and his party. Nalan Su used the technique of transmitting sound for thousands of miles to inform the flower monk that the key had been obtained.

When Monk Hua got the news, his originally anxious expression eased a little.

He stood up, took the demon pestle off his back and shook it into the ground, and shouted in a thick voice, "Brothers, the Sprinkle family has just received the news, everything is ready, please go up the mountain with the Sprinkle family." ”

Originally, the demon pestle shook to the ground and dispersed the drowsiness of many people, but now when I heard Monk Hua say this, I suddenly became happy.

Qingyang Town.

In the dilapidated hut at the end of Wicker Alley, Song Duanyu helped up the stone that had fallen in a pool of blood.

The stone was dead, half an hour before Song Duanyu came to him.

He just hugged the stone, and held the little one who was planning the treasure with him this morning.

Jin Se let out a "meow" call, only to hear Song Chunyao's voice not far away.

"Yu'er, Yu'er. ”

Song Duanyu hurriedly got up and walked outside the house, just as he met Song Chunyao who came up to look for him.

Song Chunyao carried the lamp, and when he saw Song Duanyu, his face was pale.

"Yu'er, where did the blood on your body come from? Song Chunyao asked.

Song Duanyu suppressed the grief and indignation in his heart and said, "Mother, the stone was killed. ”

"What? this is impossible, and the stone has no enemies, how can it be killed. Song Chunyao wondered.

"He was killed by that group of people in the rivers and lakes, and he ...... stones," Song Duanyu was silent when he said this.

Song Chunyao didn't want to embarrass Song Duanyu, so he didn't ask

Song Duanyu seemed to think of something, and hurriedly asked Song Chunyao, "Mother, is Uncle Zhang back?" ”

"Not yet. ”