And at this time, on the other side of the mountain.

On the foggy mountain road, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves clattering from a distance, and then I saw five or six tall horses galloping from the narrow official road.

Five or six men were galloping away, all with pale faces, and the whip in their hands kept beating on the horse's legs, as if they were being chased by something terrible, as if they were eager to let the horses under their crotches give birth to two pairs of wings.

These people are the group of yamen officials who tracked Bai Luoshang and came from the Qianzhu country.

Their windbreakers were gone, their thick cotton coats were gone, and even the boots on their feet were gone. Looking at them, it doesn't look like they were lost halfway, but because they were in a hurry on the road, and they didn't have time to put on their clothes. The thin middle coat has long been cut by the branches on the road, and the original snow-white clothes are mottled with blood.

They originally planned not to take this deserted official road, but at this moment, they ran desperately on this official road, because they were indeed following a person, a very terrible person.

The horses under their crotch, their manes are scattered, their hooves are windy, and their feet do not touch the ground.

Although the mountain road of Tonghu Mountain is rugged and the road path is tortuous, the total length is only 300 miles. If you look at it according to the normal footsteps, it will only take half a day to get out of Tonghu Mountain. However, in fact, they have been walking on the mountain road for a whole day, not only have they not been able to get out of Tonghu Mountain, but they have even gone deeper and deeper on this road. They could not remember the way they came, nor could they find their way out.

Suddenly, a horse wailed and collapsed to the ground.

The man on horseback rolled off his horse, his face pale, as if he had been overly frightened. A pair of bare feet had been cut by the gravel on the road, and the blood had been dried in the icy mountain wind. Despite this, he didn't seem to notice the pain at all, and he stared straight at the white mountain mist behind him with a pair of scarlet eyes.

Running for a long time is unbearable not only for people, but also for horses. Even if the horses they drive are strong and strong, they will eventually break down.

Zhang Qing, the leader, reined in his horse and looked behind them in horror. His forehead was covered with hot sweat, his eyes were so wide that his eyeballs were almost bulging.

A thick fog enveloped almost the entire mountain.

As far as the eye can see, there is nothing to see except a blank patch of white.

They couldn't see what was on the other side of the fog, and they didn't know what was waiting in front of them, but they couldn't stop.

"Let's go!" Zhang Qing shouted, bent down to pick up the man who had fallen to the ground, and while throwing the man on horseback, he raised his whip and continued to walk forward.

The man on horseback, his limbs drooping, his body stiff, his face was gloomy, his face was dead, and if it weren't for his shallow snort, others would have thought he was a dead man.

Walked another way.

The galloping horses came to a halt, and refused to continue their journey, despite the whips of their horses.

The horses are sensitive, and they seem to have sensed the danger ahead, so they would rather be whipped than go any further.

Zhang Qing didn't know why the horses suddenly became agitated, he could only stare at the white mist behind them while holding on to the horse rope, roared angrily, and scolded loudly: "What the hell are you going to do!"

The sound, like a dull thunderclap, rolled in the same dull air, from near to far, farther and farther, and finally turned into a stone that fell into the water, sank to the bottom of the lake, and disappeared without a trace.

After half a ring, I saw a man dressed in white walking slowly from the mist.

It was still a dry zombie face, and in the sunken eye sockets was a pair of lifeless eyes, staring blankly ahead, as if he was looking at the embarrassed yacha in front of him, and as if he hadn't seen anything.

In those bloody hands, he still held a sharp sword condensed with human blood, without a scabbard, as if to make it easier for men to use it to take people's lives at any time.

Zhang Qing looked at the man's sallow face, and said in a dumb voice: "We have never known each other, and we have no grievances, why do you want to chase after us?"

The man in white looked at him with a blank expression, opened his pale lips and replied, "I only look at the mood when I do things. ”

Zhang Qing's face had already turned pale.

In the face of a really strong person, you will be really afraid, and you will feel scared from instinct.

His throat was as uncomfortable as being choked by a pair of hands, but he still asked with difficulty: "Don't you also talk about morality?"

The man in white laughed strangely and said coldly: "What is the morality of the rivers and lakes? I am the morality." ”

His voice, as dry and cold as his face, was lifeless.

This man crawled out of hell, and he exuded a terrifying aura all over his body.

Zhang Qing couldn't help but feel that the blood in his body was frozen by the wind in the mountains, and his hands became cold, such a fear was something he had never had.

He wasn't the only one, everyone here was terrified of this man.

Legend has it that there is a kind of people in the rivers and lakes, they were born only to kill, and they don't need a reason to kill, and their style of behavior is all based on personal preferences and has no scruples.

Jianghu morality, when "righteousness" is the top, a Jianghu person is also based on a "righteousness" word, and this kind of person is completely opposite, obviously, in his eyes, all Jianghu morality is difficult to see.

Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Zhang Qing couldn't help but take two steps back, "Do you know what kind of place this is?"

Listening to his voice, it was impossible to tell whether he was afraid of the man in front of him a little more, or whether he was afraid of this Tonghu Mountain.

Tonghu Mountain represents death, and the person in front of him also symbolizes death.

The man in white looked at Zhang Qing with godless eyes, nodded slowly, and said, "I know." ”

Zhang Qingdao: "Since you know, you should also understand that no matter how capable you are, as long as a living person comes in, you will eventually become a dead person." ”

The man in white nodded slowly, and said without changing his face: "I know." ”

Zhang Qing's eyes widened, "In that case, you still want to continue to chase us?"

The man in white said coldly: "I have always had only one principle for doing things. ”

Zhang Qing tightened his eyebrows, hot beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, "What, what principle?"

The man in white said indifferently: "Kill them all." ”

Zhang Qing's face changed: "You have no reason to kill us at all." ”

Lu Yiping, who had been trembling and did not speak, suddenly turned pale, his limbs went weak, and he fell off the horse.

Tian Xiushu immediately pulled the person on the horse, vigilantly watching the development of the situation in front of him, and he still held the black flag order in his hand. This order flag was originally a hunt warrant that made all the Jianghu guests afraid of three points, but at this moment, it didn't play any role at all, and it couldn't save them at all.

"I said, I do things according to my mood. The man in white smiled strangely on his sunken cheeks, "That's why I do things." ”

Zhang Qing's heart was already cold, and at this time, his feet were so soft that he almost lost consciousness, and two beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

You don't need a reason to kill, that's the most terrible killer.

Judging from the words of the man in white, he also kills people at will. It's no wonder that even a master of the rivers and lakes like the Golden Fox is a little afraid of this person. This person doesn't even look at the black flag order of the oak prince, where is there any morality.

It's just that he can't understand why this person would find them anyway. Ordinary yamen servants like them do not have the skills of the five owners of Wuhu Villa, nor do they have the financial resources of Nangong Yan, the gold collector, nor do they have the fame of Bai Luoshang, the world's first thief. He couldn't figure out where they had provoked such people to take an interest in them.

With the skills of this man in white, it was only a matter of time to kill the six of them, but this man in white just chased them unhurriedly, did not kill or let go, and chased them all the way to Tonghu Mountain.

The man in white looked at the silent Zhang Qing and asked, "You don't want to die?"

Zhang Qing gritted his teeth, snorted as if he was dead, a pair of fierce eyes flashed with a cold light, and said coldly: "No one wants to die, and I naturally don't want to die either." Although I don't want to die, I'm not afraid of death. If you have to die, it's just a matter of breaking it in one breath. So, if you want to kill, you will kill. ”

The strange smile on the white-clothed man's face deepened a little, and he said with a cool smile: "It doesn't have to be dead. ”

Zhang Qing couldn't help but wonder: "Immortal?

The white-clothed man's pupils reflected a hint of luster, and he said slowly: "I watched a very interesting play in the inn before, and now I want to watch it again." ”

Zhang Qing looked at the man in white more and more puzzled: "What play?"

The man in white had no focus and glanced lightly at Lu Yiping, who was supported by Tian Xiushu and fell on horseback, and said with a smile: "You hit him in the face." ”

Tian Xiushu's eyes widened, thinking that he had misheard.

Zhang Qing's eyes widened, and he thought that he had heard it wrong, and said suspiciously: "You mean...... Do you want to see me punch him in the face again?"

The man in white nodded, "That's right. ”

Zhang Qing suddenly felt that his mood was really indescribably complicated, and Tian Xiushu also looked at Lu Yiping in a complicated mood.

Jianghu is really a strange place.

Here, anything strange can happen, and so can any strange person.

The man in white continued to say slowly: "As long as I am happy, I can not kill you today." But if you don't strike him, I'll kill you. ”

Zhang Qing glared, "You like killing so much?"

The man in white looked at him and asked, "You also think I'm a person who likes to kill?"

Zhang Qing would not answer this question because he felt that he did not need to answer such a question at all.

The man in white shook his head slowly, and replied with a little regret: "Everyone thinks that I am a person who likes to kill, but in fact, I am not such a person, I don't like to kill, I don't like it at all." ”

Zhang Qing wouldn't believe his words at all, and neither would anyone here.

How could he not like to kill?

He is clearly a killer who kills for fun, and his heart and blood are as cold and deadly as the sword in his hand.

Zhang Qing glanced at Lu Yiping and said suspiciously: "Why do you want to see me hit him in the face with my hand?"

The man in white replied, "Because it's funny." ”

Zhang Qing frowned, "It's more interesting than killing?"

The man in white looked at the sky a little stunned, and said in a muffled voice: "Naturally, it is more interesting than killing, and killing is not interesting at all." ”

Zhang Qing asked, "Since it's boring, why are you and I looking around for someone to challenge?"

He still remembered that when the man in white challenged the golden fox, the killing intent that was about to erupt was terrifying. If he really thinks it's boring to kill people, why would he show up in the inn and take the initiative to find someone to challenge?

The man in white looked at the leader quietly, and there was a gloomy dead air in his empty eyes, "Because I want to find someone who has the ability to kill me." ”

Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment, "What did you say?"

The man in white repeated.

Zhang Qing was silent for a while, and then said, "What if he can't kill you?"

The man in white said: "Then I will kill him." ”

Zhang Qing clenched his fists and said coldly: "What if I don't do it today?"

The man in white shook the sword in his hand and said, "Then I have to do it myself, I said, if you don't beat him, I will kill you." ”