Xuan Qi didn't know who the dead killer was, so naturally he didn't dare to go and check. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info turned back to the tent and fell asleep, ignoring the chatter that was on the side.

In the next few days, there was only one assassination, and a disciple of the Hua family was killed, which made Hua Taisui very angry, but helpless.

On this day, when they arrived in Ganzhou, the follow-up heroes of the rivers and lakes caught up with four or five hundred people. The group of heroes gathered together, and the momentum was very huge, attracting passers-by to keep watching.

In this way, at the beginning of September, it was already in Dunhuang, and the number of heroes rose to more than 2,000.

Dunhuang City was already small, and more than 2,000 heroes poured into it at once, which immediately attracted the attention of the garrison outside the city, and surrounded the heroes when they entered the city. Fortunately, General Qian also came with forty or fifty generals, and communicated with the garrison general before letting him go.

At this time, it was the beginning of September, and if you wanted to reach the Blue Flame Valley of the Tianshan Mountains before the heavy snow closed the mountain, you had to cross the Gobi Desert, and you had time to do so. The heroes decided to rest for a day in Dunhuang and replenish their supplies before entering the desert. Unfortunately, only a few hundred camels were found, which could not meet the needs of the herd, and most of them could only ride into the desert on horseback.

Fortunately, it is only past the edge of the great desert and can travel in the direction of Puchang Sea.

The heroes went out of Dunhuang and continued to move forward between the Gobi and the desert, but on this day they arrived in Loulan country. But when I saw the ruins, there were ruins everywhere. Most of the castles are full of flying sand, but there is no one to be seen.

The heroes thought about the glory of the 800-year-old Loulan Kingdom, but they didn't expect it to have disappeared into the vast sea of sand, and they couldn't help but sigh at the power of nature, which submerged this ancient country in just a few decades.

The weather was getting worse, and the fierce northwest winds slowed the pace. The sky is gray, the air is getting colder, and there is a possibility of snow at any time.

The group walked along the Peacock River, and less than a hundred miles away from Korla City, snowflakes began to fall in the sky. The heroes couldn't help but scold, in previous years, it normally didn't start to snow until late October, but this snow came early. The group can only pray that it is just a light snow and will not affect the trip. If it snows heavily, and the snow seals the mountain, it will be possible to go up to the Tianshan Mountains only in March and April next year.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was no longer possible to see anything in the distance, so the heroes had to stop by the Peacock River and wait for the snow to become lighter or stop before continuing on.

In the middle of the night, the heroes were awakened by the sound of fighting. Dozens of fast horses took advantage of the heavy snow to slowly touch a corner of the camp and attacked. When the chiefs arrived, the horses' hooves rumbled, but the attackers were no longer visible in the snow.

In just half a pillar of incense, twenty-seven people were killed. After carefully examining the wound, the group of heroes found that it was actually consistent with the killer sword technique in the Qin Mountains.

The heroes were angry, but they could not pursue in the heavy snow, so they could only gather their tents in one place and start arranging a vigil.

On the second day, the snow was lighter, and the heroes continued to move forward against the northwest wind. Snowflakes and fine sand blown by the northwest wind are flying all over the sky, but fortunately you can go along the Peacock River without fear of getting lost.

The line grew longer and longer, and it stretched for miles.

At noon, the long line stopped to rest, ate some dry food and continued on the road. It didn't take long for the line to go, but there were constant screams, and the heroes were suddenly in chaos.

When the riots stopped, more than a dozen bodies were found. The heroes searched around, but there was no clue. I didn't hear the sound of horses' hooves, how did these people die? Could it be that there were killers among the heroes?

There were a large number of heroes, but at the moment, they had their own thoughts, scattering in all directions, carefully guarding against their companions who were originally around. It seems that they are all brothers and sisters who have been together for many days and supported each other all the way. The heroes suddenly became even more dazed, and panic continued to spread in the camp.

The major leaders gathered together to discuss, but there was no good way for a while, so they could only divide the area and let the major leaders sit separately to appease the heroes.

In the sand and snow in the sky, the team only walked less than twenty miles, and seeing that it was dark, they could only rest on the spot for one night and then go on the road.

This night, the heroes couldn't sleep peacefully no matter what, and the blades didn't leave their bodies for a moment, keeping their vigilance at all times. There were suspicious eyes all around. That night, nothing happened.

Early the next morning, the group continued to move forward. Doubling your vigilance, the day passed safely.

That night, after a day and a night without a good rest, and the heroes who had trekked for a day against the wind and snow could no longer stand it, the whole camp snored. The major leaders had to send more people to keep vigil.

In the middle of the night, a scream rang out, and the heroes woke up one after another and rushed out of the tent.

Under the firelight, I saw a man holding a long sword stopped by a strong man with blood flowing on his arm carrying a knife. The two of them were fighting together. I saw more and more people coming around. The man who wielded the sword pulled the horizontal sword in his throat, and immediately blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground and died.

The group of heroes stepped forward, but someone recognized that the dead person was Duan Ping, the fourth disciple of Han Xian, the head of the Kongtong faction, and the group of heroes was in an uproar.

Han Xian rushed to the scene, and he was even more sad and angry, he didn't expect that the disciple who had followed him for ten years turned out to be the killer's comrade. The group of heroes didn't care, they accused Han Xian one after another, and even surrounded more than 20 disciples of the Kongtong faction, wanting to ask for an explanation.

The major leaders hurriedly stepped forward to block the angry heroes. Han Xian had no choice but to make a poisonous oath on the spot, saying that he didn't know that Duan Ping was a fellow killer. The major leaders also persuaded one after another, only to stop the anger of the heroes.

Before the group dispersed, they gathered all the Kongtong faction and their party in the tent in the middle of the camp and kept them under strict supervision. Han Xian had no choice but to agree. This night, the heroes spent it in panic, but the Kongtong faction and his party spent it in humiliation.

On the second day, when the group got up, they found that there were three adjacent tents, and more than a dozen people in the rivers and lakes had turned into corpses, all of whom had cut their throats with a sword.

The panic intensified, and in the eyes of the heroes, even in the face of the closest people, there was suspicion. In the mutual speculation, the group couldn't help but speed up their pace, just wanting to leave the maddening Gobi Desert as soon as possible.

This night, the heroes refused to camp again. The panic made the heroes ignore the heaviness of their footsteps and continue to march towards Korla City.

Before dawn on the second day, they finally saw the walls of Korla City from afar, and the heroes couldn't help but be overjoyed, and they accelerated their pace.

A terrible scream came, and the heroes were shocked and looked towards the scream. But he saw a masked man pulling his long sword from the corpse.

The heroes were about to surround the masked man, but the masked man did not stay, and started his light body kung fu, and in an instant he was dozens of feet away from the group of heroes, and there was a loud laugh from afar: "With these wine bags and rice bags, I also want to attack my Tianshan Blue Flame Valley." I really don't know whether to live or die!"