On the grassland at the junction of the thistle, the five hundred horsemen of the Xuetang Battalion lined up in a long column and walked slowly.

The days of the summer grassland changed three times a day, and it was clear that the rear team of the Xuetang Battalion was still bathed in the bright sunshine of early summer, but the sky above the heads of the front team was as black as ink.

The damp, dark and low-hanging black clouds suddenly gathered and formed, constantly swallowing towards the light-filled part, and by the way, the sky was divided into two distinct pieces.

And at the edge of Yunshan, the sunlight that was originally ubiquitous but not very distinct shone obliquely, and the knife-like plane was like substance.

The moment they crossed the wall of light and stepped into the shadows under the clouds, the crows could not help but feel like they were stepping on yin and yang.

Ah Wei's inky eyes were far deeper and purer than the dim clouds, and the imperceptible scarlet light came out of them, looking very eerie.

With the faint sound of thunder, Liu Tugou raised his eyes and looked at the rolling clouds farther ahead, as if some kind of peerless murderous thing was being bred.

Different from the common slanting wind and drizzle in Lanling City, which is located between mountains and rivers, the wind and thunder on the grassland never know the slightest forbearance, which can always bring people great fear of the coming end.

On the unobstructed wilderness, although the world is large, there is nowhere to stay.

Yang Xiongji turned around and looked at the back of the Xuetang camp, and scolded in his mouth: "This ghost weather of Laoshizi, why does it seem that he deliberately wants to pour us cold?"

He suddenly laughed and said to Liu Tugou beside him: "Second brother, the Haidong Gang will stop the horse and leave...... Hey, that little lady Yu is here!"

Liu Tugou turned around when he heard this, and many soldiers also followed him intentionally or unintentionally.

Under the light of the sky where the light and darkness were clear and entangled with each other, Yu Yingmei was dressed in a white sword suit, rode a pure white dragon horse, and galloped towards the Xuetang camp.

From the perspective of the Five Hundred Blood Begonia, she was bathed in bright and holy sunlight, as if her whole person was radiant.

After a few breaths, this heart-warming light rushed into the dark realm, as if it had been knocked out of the netherworld in an instant.

Heavy raindrops suddenly fell and came violently, injecting a noisy sound into the otherwise quiet grassland.

Yu Yingmei's body suddenly rose with a soft white light, isolating her from the invasion of the torrential rain, and the whole person was like a light that couldn't stop beating in the night.

Liu Tugou's body also had a layer of rain shelter, closely attached to the sackcloth and cloak, along with the hair and the scabbard of the slaughtering knife, which was extremely inconspicuous and difficult to detect without looking closely.

He waved his hand: "What are you looking at? Keep going!"

The rain on the grassland came and went in a hurry, and since it was unfortunate to be drenched, it was over after a while, and it was impossible to find a place or set up a tent to shelter from the rain.

Yu Yingmei quickly caught up from the side of the queue in the Xuetang Camp, and Yang Xiongji and the others had already fallen behind.

Along the way, the convoy of the Haidong Gang and the Xuetang Camp were always less than three miles apart, and everyone had long been accustomed to it. For this handsome woman, riding a horse and carrying a sword, and obviously having an old relationship with the school captain, no one will stop her.

Without waiting for Yu Yingmei to speak, Liu Tugou took the lead and smiled: "I heard that the ancient qi practitioners in Qingzhou are the best at observing the way of heaven and turning it into their own use. ”

He pointed to the storm above his head: "If you can really know the creation of yin and yang, use heaven and earth as a canvas to sway wantonly, so that all living beings know my mind, what kind of magical power should it be?

Yu Yingmei originally caught up and asked the Xuetang Battalion to suspend its advance, so as to wait for the Haidong Gang convoy to take shelter from the rain, and deliberately changed back to the sword suit for this reason, but at this moment, seeing that Liu Tugou had no intention of stopping, he was no longer bored.

She shook her head and said, "Yes and no." It is not surprising that the leader of the alliance can make a name for himself in the green forests of the four northern states. The so-called inheritance of the ancient qi practitioners, do a few obscure runes count? Do you count half of the ancient magic sword as not? Which of these things does not have the world's famous lords, and which famous master has not benefited from the legacy of the previous generation?"

Liu Tugou's eyes flashed, and the slaughtering knife on his back trembled imperceptibly, and then regained his composure.

Of course, the second master knew that what Yu Yingmei said was full of untruths, and if he wanted to get a glimpse of it, he had to make two moves with Gongsun Long.

He glanced at Yu Yingmei's side face with beautiful eyebrows, the origin of this Yu family is probably extraordinary, otherwise even if Gongsun Long wants to hide his identity again, he will not go to work as a coachman for her.

Of course, the so-called leader of the Green Forest Alliance, in the eyes of the real masters and big names in the northern four states, it sounds really bluffing at first glance, but whether it is the power of the Haidong Gang or the sword of Gongsun Long, it can't cover the sky with one hand, and even this green forest itself, whether it is the Haidong Gang, the Daqimen, or the "Sword Forest", they are just playthings in the hands of the giants of the border states.

The second master sighed lightly in his heart, the rivers and lakes of the four northern states are really disappointing, not to mention the supernatural characters such as Lu Juewai, and there are no recognized amazing and brilliant Tianjiao characters among his peers.

The girl in green clothes who wielded the sword was qualified, but she was obviously a disciple of the mysterious Yinshan Xuanzong, and she quickly disappeared after a flash in the pan.

Thinking of this, Liu Tugou asked casually: "Miss Yu, the Haidong Gang's business is all over several states, and the news is naturally well-informed, I don't know what famous factions there are in the rivers and lakes this week, and which are the most prestigious masters?"

Yu Yingmei was looking at the rain and the sky was even darker and more difficult to identify, her brows furrowed slightly, knowing that the rain would not stop in a short period of time.

She glanced at the second master with some suspicion, but still spoke: "Speaking of which, I still don't know who and what sect the master is from, such an outstanding young grandmaster, I have never heard of it before. ”

Liu Tugou snorted and said perfunctorily: "There are many sects in the world, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, how can they all be widely known, Lu E is half a step inspired, isn't he willing to be a small medical officer in Xiandengzhai?"

"Judging from Ying Mei's shallow knowledge, if you remove the sage Gao's surname, Wuhou's name, and even the endless worship of masters such as the Imperial Prison, the Secretary Pavilion, and the Internal Affairs Division, only the sects and sects in the rivers and lakes, it is recognized that even the Son of Heaven has to treat each other with courtesy. ”

Seeing that the second master didn't mean to report his family, Yu Yingmei didn't care, and said with a slight sigh: "One is Lingshan, known as the ancestral court of the Daomen, there have been supernatural masters in all dynasties, and there has never been more than one. The second is the Jialan Temple, known as the first in the Zhoutian jungle, there are countless masters in the temple, and the holy monk of the Lotus Peak is even more meritorious, which is enough to compete with the Lingshan. The third is the Ceres Temple, which is the de facto protector of the country, with unfathomable connotations, no one believes that there is no supernatural power, although there is a shadow of the Ji family behind this sect, but it is self-contained, focusing not only on the height of the temple, but also in the distance of the rivers and lakes, and the people's hearts. ”

Liu Tugou sighed, what Yu Yingmei said was not completely consistent with what he had seen and heard, it was indeed as she said, it was just the words of a family.

He was noncommittal, and continued to ask: "Wouldn't there be only a few sects in the world where there are great masters of divine powers?"

"That's not necessarily, there are still many famous masters in the world, far above ordinary grandmasters, as for whether it is supernatural power, it is not guaranteed, but even if it is supernatural power, because the power of the sect behind him is far inferior to those three, it is not the top in any case. These inferior sects will not make the Son of Heaven bend his waist, but the imperial court is not willing to provoke easily, and it is enough to protect one side, and it can be regarded as the pillar of the rivers and lakes. ”

Yu Yingmei enumerated again: "The famous West Lake Sword Palace is counted as one, if Lu Gong is still alive, Qingping Mountain Daluzhuang is also counted as one, there are a few more than that, and then counting the games like Huxian Su Mansheng, who don't ask about mundane things in the world, and a few famous demon kings who are even more difficult to find, there are about a dozen of them." By the way, the leader of the alliance once mentioned a middle-aged Taoist in Yinshan, saying that this person is afraid that this person is a supernatural master in a hidden sect in Yinshan that makes it impossible for Da Zhou and Di people to occupy. ”

Liu Tugou listened to it with relish, but he once boasted in front of the Murong female devil that he didn't dare to be slightly weaker than others and wanted to compete with the world's heroes, these names may become his opponents in the future.

With the improvement of cultivation, the second master of Sick Tiger Mountain is also getting higher and higher, and the supernatural master who once made him dare not wield a knife will have a break sooner or later, not only to report the grace of the knife, but also to go to the demons of good and evil.

He suddenly pressed his palm on the top of Ah Wei's head, and the long roar like a white horse dragon instantly overwhelmed the thunderstorm in the sky, and one man and one horse rushed into the rain curtain that followed the sky.

The sword qi was raging, gathering into a colorful divine tiger, and instantly dispersed the rain curtain.

The Divine Tiger leaped into the air, opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing a large piece of rain cloud into his stomach.

The warm and dazzling sunlight instantly sprinkled on the divine tiger, and the people and horses below were bathed in the brilliance.

Liu Tugou looked up, his face overflowing with a warm smile.

Wind and rain are like obscurity, such as climbing the spring platform.