After Du Xun slipped out of the Red Leaf Villa, he fled all night before stopping. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info however, he found a horse, mounted it, and ran non-stop for another day.

His goal is to get outside the gates, where there is his nest, and when he gets there, he will get enough security.

Approaching the Shanhaiguan, after the front of the ten-mile slope, and then go ten miles, it is the pass, and after the pass, it is outside the pass.

The days in winter are particularly short, as if the sky is darkening just after noon. Wind and snow are combined, and there are broken walls and ruins along the way, and the remnants of trees and grass are decaying, and it looks even more barren and desolate.

Du Xun leaned against a big rock, sat on the snow, gasping. The horse was tired, he was even more tired, and he had lived all his life, never so embarrassed as he had been this time.

Suddenly, the aura around him became very strange, and the horse became restless, his nostrils were dilated, he staggered wildly, and his eyes showed a look of great fear, as if a tiger was standing in front of him.

Du Xun stood up suddenly, and he looked around, but the wilderness was empty.

The horse began to scream, like the last cry before the dying moment.

Du Xun couldn't help but feel a kind of powerless sadness in his heart, he knew that the danger was approaching, but he didn't know where the danger came from, and who could understand this kind of pain.

He yelled, "Who? Who, come out!"

At his roar, his horse broke free from the reins tied to the tree and began to let go of its hooves and run off into the distance.

Unfortunately, after only three or four steps, the horse floated in mid-air, as if it was grasped by an invisible giant hand, and with the sound of a balloon being pinched and popped, the horse burst into a volley, shattered into blood foam, and was all sucked into a mouth.

-- The human mouth.

- The mouth floated like a black hole that devoured everything, sucking the horse's flesh clean.

The mouth stretched out its long tongue to lick the flesh off its lips, and gradually, like a reef emerging from the water, its face began to protrude in the air, and then its body fully emerged.

It was a black-robed man with a cane.

"The Occult One. A thought immediately rose in Du Xun's heart.

This kind of stealth ability is only possessed by those with Xuan Li, and in the past, his master Murong Ping used this ability to assassinate many masters at the sect craftsman level. He already knew the horror of Xuanli at that time, but unfortunately he himself had not been able to open the spiritual root, which was also the regret of his life.

The black-robed man wore a black cloak with a colorful scarf around his neck, and the hat of the cloak was lifted to reveal his hook-like nose and deep-set cloudy eyes. The black-robed man had a wrinkled face, sunken cheeks, thinning hair, and a protruding chin, and his entire face looked like a ghoul eagle.

He was tall, with a wide skeleton, and his black robe covered his whole body, dragging on the ground, and he couldn't even see his feet, which made him look like a black walking corpse.

The figure of the black-robed monster flashed and came to Du Xun's face.

Du Xun wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge at all, firstly because he was seriously injured, and secondly, because he was completely confused by the strange eyes of the black-robed stranger, he actually had an urge to kneel down and worship.

The black-robed monster spoke, his voice completely different from his image, and seemed gentle and magnetic.

"I've been hungry for a long time, so I ate your horse. You won't mind. When the black-robed monster said this, his white teeth were exposed.

Du Xun shook his head mechanically.

The black-robed monster suddenly asked again, "Do you know why I didn't eat you?"

Du Xun said with a sad look in his eyes: "Maybe I can't even compare to a horse now." ”

"Hehe, no, no, no, no, because I know you, your master, and I know you too, because he has always been my underdog. The black-robed monster laughed.

Hearing this, Du Xun thought of a name.

A name that has always haunted Murong Ping, and a name that has made the entire land of Liaodong awe-inspiring, Nurhachi's shamanic shaman - Guldan.

Guldan looked at Du Xun as if he was looking at a delicious lamb: "Your Xuanli spiritual root has always been there, but it's a pity, it's a pity, but Murong Ping is like a blind man, turning a blind eye." Child, you are a spirit stone that has been abandoned by heaven. ”

Guldan's words were like lighting a lamp of hope in Du Xun's dark heart, hearing this, Du Xun's heart surged, and his voice trembled: "Great Chief Guldan, what did you say...... Is that true?!"

Gul'dan smiled: "I swear in the name of the god Tengri, and every word I say shines with sincerity like gold. ”

Du Xun knelt down on his knees, put his hands on his forehead, knocked on the snow and said, "Great Chief Guldan, what can I do to become your lowly slave and serve you forever?"

Gul'dan let out a sinister laugh and said, "You are now, come with me, and I will give you infinite power of the true god." ”

"Yes, my master. Du Xun's eyes were full of tears.

The wind and snow are even stronger, and in the sound of the wind, there seems to be fairy music sounding.

Guldan's face changed, and he muttered, "She's here." The evil spirits that want to rob our souls have come. ”

Du Xun listened, got up from the ground, looked around, and said blankly: "What kind of evil spirit?"

"The evil spirit of the Moon Worship Temple!" As soon as Guldan finished saying this, he pulled Du Xun up like the wind.

Du Xun felt like a cloud floating in the sky.

And in his ears, there was a sharp whistling of weapons breaking through the air, the sound of collision, and sparks splashed on his face like lava spraying on his skin. He almost cried out in fear.

Gul'dan's form was suspicious, and a colorful cloud swirled around them, spinning rapidly.

The crutches in Guldan's hand are at war with this colorful cloud!

Suddenly, Guldan's cloudy eyes were filled with a rainbow-like phantom, which made his eyes feel as if they were filled with a universe.

Covered in earthy yellow true qi, Gul'dan and Du Xun passed through a dilapidated and barren village.

As soon as their figures passed, the mud walls of the village weathered, scattered into powder, and then condensed into sword-wielding clay figurines, surrounding the colorful clouds that followed.

Liuyun was trapped in the middle by a group of mud figurines and stopped. Gul'dan disappeared with Du Xun in an instant.

The clouds dissipated, and a bright moon seemed to rise from the ground, but the moonlight was blue, like the sea under the bright moon.

The clay figurines froze in the moonlight, and then their bodies went limp, like flour soaked in the rain.

A person walked out of the bright moon, holding a blue-bladed scimitar in her hand.

She has an almost suffocating beauty.

She is the Holy Maiden of the Moon Worship Temple that Yan Long met in the black hole of the beacon tower - God Wuxin.

She muttered, "Guldan, I won't let you get the parchment scroll that opens the Gate of Heavenly Fire. With that, she stretched out her figure and chased in the direction where Gul'dan and Du Xun had disappeared. (To be continued.) )