The snow is getting heavier and heavier in the mountains, and the temperature in the valley is slightly warmer, which is slightly better. The more you go up the mountain, the more fierce the wind and snow become, and when the sword climbs halfway up the mountain, the fierce cold wind is like a knife.

The two brothers of the Xue family supported each other and followed behind.

The two martial artists are slightly better, after all, they are long-famous figures, plus they have a certain amount of internal strength.

In contrast, the two brothers of the Xue family are all young, and their skin and flesh are much more miserable, and they are only halfway up the mountain, and the two of them are already blue and shivering from the cold.

Looking at Jian Wuzheng running all the way forward, Lao Ding sighed. Wandering around the mountains like a headless fly, when will you find your own lady?

The chubby Lao Jia patted Lao Ding's shoulder: "Don't sigh, follow it, he is much more familiar with this area than we are." ”

Lao Ding nodded, gritted his teeth and followed. The wounds on his body were ravaged by the cold wind, and the pain became more and more painful.

And the sword is indisputable, staring at the remaining traces on the ground all the way.

Fortunately, the guy who kidnapped the two was the same as him, and he didn't do anything lightly, and he left a lot of deep footprints on his shoulders. It's just that as the snow gets heavier and heavier, the footprints become more and more unrecognizable. The time it takes to identify footprints becomes longer and longer, and so on. I'm afraid that it won't be long before the clues on this ground will be broken.

The two martial artists behind him were still whispering about the mirage they encountered, muttering that if it weren't for the mirage, they would have gone to save the young lady and something like that.

Jian Wuzheng sneered in his heart, if it weren't for the timely burning of incense and the solution of the poisonous miasma in the air, these people would have died of poison in the mirage unknowingly, and it would be their turn to pretend now?

The Xue family brothers obviously also noticed that Jian Wuzheng's speed had slowed down, and they tried to catch up, only to learn that it turned out that Mr. Wuzheng's ability to trace was not strong.

Xue Yong shuddered and said with a reluctant smile: "Sir, let's go behind the two of us, our brother was a fast catcher before committing the crime, although it has been abandoned for a few years, the most basic tracing technique has not been forgotten." ”

Jian Wuzheng was still a little skeptical, but seeing that the two brothers quickly recognized the direction of the footprints, they ran straight to the mountainside. I reluctantly believed it in my heart, after all, it is better for a dead horse to be a live horse doctor than not to be a doctor.

Others didn't feel anything, anyway, the place was not familiar, so they followed the two brothers of the Xue family to rush forward.

On the contrary, the sword is indisputable, and the further you go, the more frightened you become. Not far ahead, is the famous water curtain cave on this Huaguo Mountain, which is around and around not to mention this big night, that is, to enter during the day, whether you can get out are two words.

Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten.

Jian Wuzheng didn't want to enter this water curtain hole, and his footprints just went into the hole.

The five people outside the cave knew that the enemy was dark and I was clear, and they couldn't help but hesitate again and again in their hearts.

After hesitating at the entrance of the cave for a long time, Jian Wuzhen gritted his teeth, broke off a branch of the thickness of the bowl mouth from the pine tree next to him, and lit it with the fire fold in his arms.

The rest followed suit.

The five torches emitting black smoke gradually disappeared into the water curtain hole.

Dozens of miles outside Haizhou City, Lao Lu urged the jujube red horse under his crotch, but the horse just refused to take a step forward. On the contrary, he tried to throw Lao Lu off his back again and again, which annoyed Lao Lu.

It was to deliver a letter for the young master, and he couldn't delay for a moment. This stubborn horse, what kind of temper does it come at this time.

If there is fire in the heart, it is inevitable that there will be no weight in the hand. A whip slammed into the horse's buttocks, throwing out four or five drops of blood. The horse was in pain, and the man stood up.

Lao Lu missed for a while and was thrown off the horse.

As soon as the horse saw that he was free, he ran in the direction of Haizhou City. No matter how fast a person runs, where can he outrun a horse? Seeing that the horse has run, Lao Lu can only throw the whip on the ground with hatred.

Fortunately, there is a village four or five miles ahead. Lao Lu had to rush to the village on foot, hoping that there would be an old horse in the village, and without a horse, a donkey would be successful. Four legs are better than two.

After about a cup of tea, Lao Lu rushed to the small village panting.

The doors of every household in the village are wide open, like a deserted village.

Bumping into this situation in the middle of the night, who doesn't have a numb scalp?

Lao Lu took a few breaths and calmed down for a long time, and then he had the courage to shout: "Is there anyone in the village?"

As soon as the words fell, a pair of green eyes lit up in the windows of every house.