Mount Qingcheng.

Leaning on the Minshan Snow Ridge.

Backed by thousands of miles of Minjiang River.

Facing the western Sichuan Plain.

The mountains are majestic, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, the thick shade covers the ground, the peaks are handsome, the strange rocks are craggy, the valleys are deep and secluded, and the four seasons are evergreen.

On the rugged mountain road, every few miles, you can come across a small pavilion.

Some of these pavilions are built on the side of the road, and some are built on stone bridges across the ravine, which are quite in harmony with the surrounding scenery.

There is an official road at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, which communicates with the outside world.

The cliffs on both sides of the official road are steep, the strange rocks are grandiose, and the terrain is very dangerous. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is a habitable place for soldiers and rogues.

At this time, on this official road, there is a team of fast horses taking advantage of the moonlight, from north to south, from far to near, galloping.

Time.

The official road was rumbling and lively.

The sound of horses' hooves shook the earth, making this originally silent official road can't help but be noisy out of thin air.

Take advantage of the moonlight.

There were thirty or forty men in this group, all dressed in tight-fitting black suits, wearing hats, and carrying all kinds of swords and blades.

In the bleak moonlight, it rushed rapidly, which looked extremely weird.

It was running at a rapid pace.

Galloping.

It took about an hour to run.

I could only hear the leader and whisper: "Stop!"

Everyone grabbed the reins together, and stopped at the same time, as if they had a heart.

The horses snorted sharply and stood in place.

At this end, this is a well-trained team of horses.

If it is an ordinary horse, how can it be so peaceful. If it is an ordinary horse, how can the sound of the horse's hooves be so majestic and powerful.

For a while, the mountains were silent, and the whole world fell into silence.

There was no sound except for the wheezing of horses and the neighing of bugs.

The gentle mountain breeze slowly blew in, and the originally thin mist began to thicken, making people feel a little chilly.

The moonlight is quiet, but not so bright.

I saw the leader of the man in black riding a few steps on horseback, taking advantage of the blurred moonlight to look at it, and said to everyone: "This is it, all dismount and walk forward." Before the words could be spoken, the man in black who led the way dismounted and tied the reins to a branch on the side of the road.

After the horses were all tied, the leader ordered the people to wrap the horses' hooves, and then led them along a hidden path in the jungle.

The narrow lane is not very wide, but it is not very narrow either.

The road is a snake, two people can be done side by side, and the jungle on both sides is dense, and you can vaguely smell the fragrance of flowers.

Everyone can be said to be cautious, for fear of alarming the birds in the forest, be careful.

After a long time, a small village appeared in front of everyone. There are more than a dozen families scattered around the village.

At this time, the night began to get deeper and deeper, and the cold moon gradually disappeared into the clouds, and the surroundings gradually blurred. Except for the cries of insects, there was only the sound of the wind howling, and except for the silence, it was a deathly silence.

The man in black in the lead walked straight to the door of a house next to the mountain col, and did not move. The crowd also began to hold on to the exit.

Suddenly, the man in black gave an order, "Do it, don't leave the chicken and dog!" The rest of the men in black rushed up one after another, rushing to the surrounding houses, and the sound of breaking doors was endless.

For a while, the cries for help rang out, "Help! Robbers are killing people!" The sound continued, and these black-clothed people were all holding long swords, and their hearts were extremely ruthless, the sword light flickered, and the blood flashed, and the villagers died one after another.

It didn't take long for the village to return to its original tranquility.

Under the bleak moonlight, the air is filled with a thick smell of blood, which spreads in the night, making people feel frightened and weird.

At this moment, there was a sudden bang in the room in front of the man in black, followed by a deep voice: "I can't imagine that after so many years, you are still ghosted." ”

This change made all the men in black present tense their nerves. Even breathing became cautious, everyone was in a high level of concentration, and even the sound of heartbeats could be heard.

There was just the sound of blood dripping from the blade of the sword to the ground.

There is just the breath of death flowing in the air.

For a moment, all eyes were on the door at the same time.

In the darkness of the night, I saw their eyes shining brightly.

With a creak, the door opened, and a young couple walked out of it.

The man is long, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, and his demeanor is elegant and gentle, while the woman has bright eyes and bright teeth, a snow-white complexion, and a gorgeous complexion.

Seeing the two of them come out, the man in black who led the way said in a deep voice: "Kunlun has been separated for a few years in the past, but today I can see it, but Brother Murong and his wife still look like they are still in style, not weak, and Qin was very happy back then. ”

"The feet are still in the world, how can my husband and wife die first. The man surnamed Murong smiled coldly and said.

"As the saying goes, a dog can't change its. It's just that I haven't seen you for many years, but Your Excellency still can't change the appearance of being a slave, presumably because you have done a lot with that Qin Laogou's unsightly deeds, but now you only end up with a black veil to cover your face, which is really sad. Mrs. Murong smiled, calm, and said slightly.

The black-clothed man surnamed Qin snorted coldly, and said a little angrily, "I can't imagine that after so many years, Mrs. Murong is still as clever as she was back then. ”

Mrs. Murong smiled coquettishly, and then said with some disappointment, "I just didn't expect it......"

"What didn't you think of?" asked the man in black surnamed Qin.

"I just didn't think about how you knew that my husband and I live here. Murong said.

The black-clothed man surnamed Qin said: "This matter is thanks to your sworn brother." ”

"Jin Muyang?" asked Madam Murong with some confusion.

"It's this person. The man in black said leisurely: "If he hadn't secretly reported to the court for the 100,000 taels of silver and official position, I wouldn't have been able to find this place even if I looked for another ten years." ”

Murong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter echoed in the air, resounding throughout the valley, but this long laugh was full of laughter, he closed his eyes tightly and said slowly, "I see, so it is...... Hahaha, no wonder that on that day, he tried his best to urge me and my wife to hide here, and again and again told us not to leave this place. I trusted him so much, and now he ended up like this, hahaha......"

Seeing that he looked so aggrieved, Mrs. Murong said in a somewhat anxious tone: "Idiot, idiot......"

Murong took a long breath, looked at her with a forced smile, and said softly: "I'm fine, don't worry, but I never thought that he would betray us." ”

Mrs. Murong grabbed his hand tightly and said with a sad smile: "Don't say it, I know you're sad." But you are like this, I am so heartbroken and uncomfortable. ”

Murong choked up, but just hugged Mrs. Murong tightly in his arms. Hold tightly.

"Without further ado, the matter has come to this, and I also ask Brother Murong to hand over the things to my brother, so that my brother and I can go back to Kunlun to pay off. ”

"Brother, hahaha, a slave like you Qin Wuya is also worthy of being my brother Murong Wei. Murong Wei sneered.

Qin Wuya couldn't wait to slash the two people in front of him under the sword at this moment, but thinking that the master's order had not yet been completed, he suppressed his anger and said slowly: "Don't talk nonsense, the master has an order, as long as you hand over the things, we can't pursue it anymore." ”

"I don't know what I want?" asked Murong Wei with some doubts.

"Feng Ling Jue," Qin Wuya said in a deep voice.