In the early morning, the mountains and forests are full of fog, but it is not a thick fog, but a very light fog, and at a glance, you can see the deep in the forest.

Two figures stepped on the fallen leaves in the mountains and forests, and some playful young grasses had just emerged from the cracks in the fallen leaves, which were particularly conspicuous at a glance.

"Huh?" Guo Xiaojiu took a deep breath, the breath of rotting leaves in the forest should have been diluted a lot by this continuous light rain, but for some reason, he still felt rich in it, so that he choked his nose.

"Go faster. Turning his head and glancing at the back, Ning Buji said with some dissatisfaction.

She had now put on the purple veil that covered half of her face again, and her black hair swayed gently with the breeze in the woods.

By this time the rain had stopped, and there was a strange creaking sound when the feet stepped on the fallen leaves.

"My fairy, alas, go slower, go slower, early in the morning, you can't even eat breakfast, so I will accompany you to the wilderness, and you have to climb this old high mountain!" Guo Xiaojiu vented the dissatisfaction in his heart and pointed to the high place of the mountain forest.

"You can go back if you don't want to go, and you're still a man. Ning Buer didn't bother to turn back, he walked by himself, the hem of his two sleeves swayed from side to side, and his steps sped up a little.

"Bah, bah!" Guo Xiaojiu reached out and patted his mouth, probably wanting to punish his mouth for talking nonsense.

Guo Xiaojiu followed closely behind Ning Buer, and his eyes peeked at Ning Buer's back from time to time. I don't know what I'm muttering in my heart, most of them are slandering Ning Buji's ugly behavior.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had climbed halfway up the mountain, and further on, there was a small peak, and when they looked into the distance, they could roughly see a small temple in the distance.

After walking for another distance, getting closer and closer to the small peak, Ning Buer suddenly stopped, she turned around and walked to the mountain spring on the side, and pulled the cowhide water bladder from her waist to get some water.

Guo Xiaojiu also hurriedly stopped, glanced at the mountain spring a few times, it may be very sweet, but how can there be the fragrance of wine?

So, Ning Buer raised his head and drank a few sips of water, and Guo Xiaojiu also took out the wine bag and poured a few large sips of wine. Suddenly, the strong smell of wine choked him violently and burped a few times.

Seeing Guo Xiaojiu's actions, Ning Buer wanted to laugh but didn't make a sound, just shook his head helplessly.

She stretched out her finger and pointed at the small peak, narrowing her eyes: "He may have been waiting for us there for a long time." ”

"Where?" Guo Xiaojiu followed Ning Buer's finger and looked over, and faintly saw a figure also looking towards them.

"Why is it a monk? This monk on the mountain?" Guo Xiaojiu pinched the scabbard in confusion.

"There may be no monk on this mountain except him. Having roughly guessed the tragic situation in the temple, Ning Buji shook his head again: "Let's go." ”

"Good. Guo Xiaojiu responded.

The two of them continued to walk towards the mountain, the figure was getting closer and closer, Guo Xiaojiu was getting more and more nervous, his left hand began to be placed on the scabbard, and his right hand was clenched into a fist and attached to his lower abdomen, and then he was ready to draw the knife.

Gradually, they were already able to see the monk's face, and Ning Buji stopped again, without any extra movements, just staring at the monk, let alone speaking.

"Coming?" The monk smiled, reached out and touched his bald head, and with a big sleeve move, it turned out to be a hidden blade, which was probably the so-called hidden knife in laughter.

That hidden blade is the monk's flying sword, the hidden blade is very fast, faster than Ning Buji's flying sword for a few moments, and it has approached Guo Xiaojiu's eyes, and the target of the hidden blade is naturally Guo Xiaojiu.

During this short journey, Guo Xiaojiu thought about many scenes of encountering the monk, but there was no such one, but fortunately, he had some preparations.

Drawing the sword, his hands were full, across his chest, the qi in his body was turning, and his eyes were fixed on the oncoming Hidden Blade.

"Ahh

His figure began to be quickly forced back, and the Hidden Blade followed closely until Guo Xiaojiu was violently poured down on a large tree, breaking his qi.

The Hidden Blade was only an inch away from the center of his eyebrows, and as long as the monk's mind moved, Guo Xiaojiu might be in a different place in the next moment.

"Stop!" Ning Buer scolded the monk angrily, not forgetting to glance back at Guo Xiaojiu a few times, and after making sure that there was no life, he continued to stare at the monk.

The flying sword behind her was also unsheathed, and it spun and rested on top of her head.

"Hehe!" the monk smirked: "Ning Buer, what are you doing? This old friend of mine wants to help you do something that you are reluctant to do, why did you draw your sword at me?"

"Shut up, you!" Ning Buer frowned, and she glanced back at Guo Xiaojiu again.

The Hidden Blade is impartial, neither humble nor arrogant, just one inch, and it is still in the center of Guo Xiaojiu's eyebrows. Guo Xiaojiu wanted to reach out and wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

The saber was held in his hand, trembling slightly and humming, as if he was unwilling.

"Tut, Ning Buer, don't you really like this kid, if it's true, just say it, I definitely can't spoil your good deeds. But you have to think clearly, your more than ten years of cultivation, and your master's great enmity. ”

The monk waved his hand and put his hands behind his back.

"If you really want to kill him, you don't need to do it. Ning Buer rolled his eyes, and the flying sword spun a little faster.

"Stop, stop, if I had believed you, I wouldn't have seen him. The monk sneered a few times, but as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, the Hidden Blade flew back into his hand as if it was being pulled by a qi machine.

"Whew!" Guo Xiaojiu didn't dare to relax a bit, he continued to clench the knife in his hand with both hands, if it wasn't for the fact that he was always ready to draw the knife, he was afraid that as soon as the flying sword arrived, he would already be dead, where could he give Ning Buer and the monk time to argue.

It seems to be a random sword, but I am afraid that this monk has been accumulating strength for a long time.

"Boy, you are good, you can block my sword, and you can be regarded as the number one person. The monk had already pinched the Hidden Blade and retracted it into his sleeve.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to try your skills. ”

Ning Buji never moved, her flying sword still stopped above her head, and the blade of the sword rotated so much that she couldn't see its original appearance clearly.

"That's it, take your weapons, what's there to be nervous about being a monk with me? ”

"You let him go. Ning Buer said suddenly, her gaze turned back, and her tone was a little cold.

"Let him go, why let him go, he finally came up the mountain?" the monk's expression changed back and forth, not knowing what was fighting in his heart.

"I'm thick-skinned, it's fine, don't worry. Guo Xiaojiu took a few steps forward and was already standing on Ning Buer's side.

"If you want to go, you'll go!" Ning Buer glanced back at Guo Xiaojiu.

"Haha!" The monk's expression was a little hideous: "Fairy Ning, don't forget your master's great enmity, even if this kid doesn't participate, he will inevitably become a stumbling block for you in the future." ”

"My own decisions. Ning Buer stretched out his hand and pointed down the mountain: "But today, he has to go down the mountain." ”

"Are you kid thinking why I'm so hostile to you?" The monk didn't pay attention to Ning Buer, and asked Guo Xiaojiu instead: "Because I have a life-and-death enmity with the King of Luoyang and Pei Min." ”

"What do you old monsters have to do with me, and what do you have to do with fairies?" Guo Xiaojiu raised his head and frowned, and asked with the knife in his hand tightened.

"She hasn't told you yet?" the monk babbled, "Then I'll tell you." ”

Before the monk could say anything, Ning Buer suddenly scolded: "No, you say half a word more, from now on, you and I will break off your kindness." ”

"Then how can you break it if you say it?" The monk touched his bald head with a look of annoyance: "Don't forget, who picked you out of the pile of dead people back then, and who sent you to the Qingcheng Mountain, and ah, isn't it me kneeling in front of the Heavenly Master, can he allow you to be a wild girl with your current status and achievements?"

"I forgot it a long time ago!" Ning Bu'er said angrily, and as he spoke, he turned his head away and refused to look directly.

"I see!" Guo Xiaojiu understood the relationship between the two people, and his heart was enlightened. But he didn't come to his senses, and he was still standing by Ning Buer's side.

"Infatuated boy, I used to be as infatuated as you. As if he was lost in thought, he did not look down, but raised his eyes into the distance.

"Monk, can I ask you for another sword?" Guo Xiaojiu said to Bukong, he raised his knife, and on the blade of the knife, it was like a dragon.

Just like his state of mind at this time, just now, if the monk didn't make a move, he was defeated, and he and his knife were very reluctant.

"Good!" Bukong came back to his senses, and in response, the Hidden Blade slowly flew out again, staggering at his cuff.

The result was a little unexpected, without waiting for the sword to be vacated, Ning Buer's sword struck first, and her flying sword seemed to turn into a dragon, which is probably her strongest sword now: "This is what I owe you!"

The head of the dragon is the sword edge, and then there are three rune swords, which are distributed behind the flying sword, forming the body of the entire dragon, where is this one sword, it is clearly four swords.

The Hidden Blade that was not empty just flicked it in his hand, and it had already jumped into the air and collided with the flying sword.

The flying sword was instantly cut off from Ning Buji, and it was stagnant in mid-air. The three rune swords after the flying sword wanted to turn around, but two more were broken one after another, and only one was retracted into his hand by Ning Buer again.

I don't know when, the monk Bukong was already standing in front of Guo Xiaojiu, gently pushed Guo Xiaojiu, and then hurriedly retreated.

Guo Xiaojiu wanted to reach out to stop it, but after all, he was a little slower.

However, Bukong's strength was not great, but he just forced Guo Xiaojiu back one step and was dissolved by him.

seems to be relaxed and comfortable, Guo Xiaojiu knows it very well in his heart, but he is afraid that his body has turned over the river and the sea, and if the monk makes another move, he will not be able to resist at all.

Traces of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his body rolled around, as if something was burning rapidly.

"Can I go now?" Ning Buer suddenly turned his head and glared at Guo Xiaojiu very coldly, so cold that it sent a chill down Guo Xiaojiu's spine.

Her sword came to life again, and just as the Hidden Blade was withdrawn, her flying sword suddenly turned sharply, and the sword blade was already pointing at Guo Xiaojiu.

"Fairy, do you really want my life? Guo Xiaojiu smiled evilly, and stuck the saber diagonally on the ground under his feet, even if he wanted to stop it, he might not be able to stop it now.

Ning Buer turned around, facing the top of the mountain, and never looked back: "I'm sorry." ”

No one noticed that Ning Buer quietly hid two tears for some reason, and his tone was still emotionless: "When will you survive from his hands, come and see me again, otherwise, I dare not guarantee that I owe you enough for you to toss a few times." ”

Ning Buer was a little disappointed, the young man who had just entered the rivers and lakes could not be his destination after all, so from the beginning, she didn't leave him any superfluous thoughts.

She began to walk up the hill, stumbling a little, not knowing if she was injured or ......

Guo Xiaojiu didn't go any further, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Fairy, I'm waiting for you at the bottom of the mountain!"

Guo Xiaojiu looked up at the sky, put away his knife, turned around, and began to descend the mountain.

One person went up the mountain, one person went down the mountain, and the monk stood in the middle of the mountain, looked at the person who came down the mountain for a long time, struggled for a long time, and never made a move, so he could only turn around and walk towards the mountain.

In a carriage in the distant town, Liu Guest breathed a sigh of relief, retracted the sword into the sheath, and gently knocked on the wall of the carriage, and the carriage began to turn back.