Haunted Gate (2)

"Ahh

Xie Wuyi roared.

Xie Wuyi, who has always been shallow and quiet, has never lost his temper like this. The rest of the troupe was wooden, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

The almost cannibalistic appearance erupted from a gentle person, even more terrifying than a person who looked evil.

Xie Wuyi was knocked unconscious, so he lay on the departing car.

The carport was so large that it took five horses to barely pull it.

There are also many actors, and there are seven cars like this.

The person who knocked Xie Wuyi unconscious sat in another carriage, listening to the roar in the sky, he couldn't help but shrink his neck, and could only mutter silently in his heart.

"I don't know, I don't know, Xie Wuyi doesn't know. ”

"Don't blame me, don't blame me, it was Zhao Borang who did it. ”

After so many years of relying on each other, even if they are not related by blood, they have become father and son, how can Zhao Zidui let him also be involved in the current evil omen.

Xie Wuyi didn't blame himself.

It's too late.

Xie Wuyi put the dark gray coat tightly, turned over from the carriage ahead, put his feet in the snow, and walked a few steps.

Although the hand knife was bare, it cut a leather bolt that held the chariot and horse in the same way.

Xie Wuyi said.

"Five horses can walk, and four horses can go. You survive well elsewhere, and I'll save my second father. ”

There was no longer the impatience and roar of Fang Cai, and the posture of jumping on the horse was particularly chic, and a whip hit the black horse's buttocks, even if it was broken snow, it was full of running.

Everyone chased out of the carport and saw the gray figure disappear under the snow.

Xie Wuyi tried his best to look at the road on both sides, and finally made it possible to distinguish from a stone tablet hidden by snow that appeared in a place seven miles away.

From the moment when I was unconscious, I was so good at making a living, I am afraid that it is past noon.

For Zhao Zidui's martial arts, Xie Wuyi is undoubtedly convinced.

But it will be a wave of people coming and going, like a wheel tactic, with Zhao Zidui's age, physical strength and energy, how can he withstand it!

What you have to worry more about is some indiscriminate tricks.

Xie Wuyi couldn't grind any longer, and the fierce whip was whipped on the hip bone of the black horse.

The horse was furious and wanted to run forward.

But even so, time has to be clouded and fragrant.

Xie Wuyi had to find a way to cut corners.

But there was only one such straight road left in the suburbs outside the city, and the only way was to keep whipping and not allowing the horses to slow down.

The closer you get to Yucheng, the more anxious your heart will be.

Just by feeling, I thought that a stick of incense burned with ashes.

Now it's time to give it a go.

If you want to shorten the distance, you can't coil on the avenue, I saw Xie Wuyi grasp the reins of the horse, the whip behind it was lightly lowered in time, and the reins in the direction of the horse's head on the left and right shook precisely.

One man and one horse galloped from the narrow road that only allowed two people to cross side by side, which was clearly a difficult angle, and with the cooperation of men and horses, they could also turn around without slowing down.

Just when he almost arrived at Jiang Tong, an accident happened. The narrow path was greeted by a wide sedan chair, which simply blocked all the gaps.

Seeing that they were about to collide, Xie Wuyi pulled the reins tightly, and the black horse undoubtedly hit sideways and avoided a narrow alley on the left.

The alleys were so narrow that the horses couldn't turn around, so they had to wander along the road.

Xie Wuyi's heart couldn't help but feel cold, if he went down like this, wouldn't he have to go farther and farther?

rushed from the narrow alley, and it was on the bank of the Lanjiang River.

Xie Wuyi reined in slightly, making a decision in his heart, and at this moment, he couldn't take too much care of it.

Xie Wuyi beat his horse and galloped on the Lanjiang River.

The cold in winter even froze the river.

It's just that after all, it's thick condensation, or just a thin piece of ice, where can Xie Wuyi know. The only way to gamble is to gamble the lives of a man and a horse.

As long as you cross the Lanjiang River, the pear orchard is in front of you.

But how can the situation turn towards Xie Wuyi?

Although it has been freezing for a long time, the snow is falling recently.

Sure enough, there were only a few layers of thin ice on the Lanjiang River, and the black horse stepped on Xie Wuyi, and the cracked lines were already shattered on the ice.

The black horse is also a little hesitant, and the animal has a sensitive sense of smell for danger.

Xie Wuyi didn't have time to hesitate.

As the horsewhip whipped the horse's buttocks hot, he hung his life and Xie Wuyi's together.

It was like walking on thin ice, and the horseshoes that were buckled on the ice were even harder, and the ice under his feet had not yet cracked, but the ice cracked like debris in all directions. From the four corners, they attacked Xie Wuyi and the black horse.

The Black Horse side passed through the center of the river, and an ice road had broken into two.

Fortunately, due to spirituality, and Xie Wuyi's skillful riding skills, a solid thin hoof has been crossed.

The closer it got to the shore, the more dangerous it became, and wherever it stepped was already in pieces, the black horse threw itself into the air like an arrow from a string, and shot at the embankment.

At the end of the day, the front hooves finally landed on the muddy and icy ground.

But the hind hooves stepped into the air, fell under the boundless glacier, and the body also tilted and fell backwards.

Xie Wuyi hurriedly flew off, grabbed the reins of the rope, and suddenly burst out of his strength above one point, saving the stumbling horse ashore.

A man and a horse quickly climbed up the avenue, and the main gate of the pear orchard in front of him was already crowded, so he slipped to the back door.

The back door is locked from the inside, and there are only glazed tiles that break through the roof.

Xie Wuyi then had a few protruding horns, and wanted to climb up, only to find that his hands were frozen purple and stiff, and he had to use all his strength to climb onto the roof.

When I came to the glazed tile, my pupils contracted.

I saw that Zhao Zidui was locked, and a sword was about to snatch his throat down.