The silent and lonely Fox Mountain is hidden among the mountains, and it is absolutely difficult to imagine from a distance that there can be people living there, and what kind of people can live here?

None of this is so important anymore, because it was unattended and will be, and it has long since become accustomed to being lonely and ethereal.

Looking at the familiar mountains, familiar paths, and familiar trees, Wen Yunfeng stood silently and stopped, maybe he didn't dare to face all this, or maybe it was the moment when he still had illusions and was afraid of dreams.

Why did you go up the mountain in the first place, and why did you go down the mountain? These are the questions that have never been solved in Wen Yunfeng's heart. The scenes of the past, the touching again and again, and the bursts of simple laughter all appeared in Wen Yunfeng's mind, people always cherish what they lose, but often this cherishing is earned at a painful price.

After hesitating for a long time and struggling for a long time, Wen Yunfeng still decided to face all this, and Yexi carried Wen Yunfeng towards the mountain and galloped away.

There was a burst of scorching smell and rotten breath in his face, and those beautiful fantasies in Wen Yunfeng's heart were also being eaten away little by little, but he didn't stop, if you want to ask Wen Yunfeng where he has grown after so many years, maybe he has learned to face it.

When I came to the mountainside, the corpse here was gone, maybe there were well-wishers to help bury it, or maybe it was eaten by the insects and beasts in the mountain, but the blood stains have not faded, especially the stone engraved with the three big characters of "Fox Sword Gate", it seems that it has been infiltrated and infected by blood and can no longer return to its original appearance.

Wen Yunfeng stopped, stepped off the horse, came to the stone and stretched out his hand to touch the handwriting on it.

After being silent for a long time, he muttered to himself: "Senior brothers, senior brother is late, but this blood debt senior brother will definitely get it back for you!"

After that, the angry Wen Yunfeng walked towards the mountain without looking back.

The most unwanted and unbearable scene finally came to his eyes, and Wen Yunfeng, who was fully prepared, still shed tears, quietly looking at the flat ground covered with black ashes in front of him, and some were flying in the sky. The withering of a building can still leave at least one ruin for the world to sigh, but now the Fox Sword Gate has been razed to the ground, leaving only these ashes to interpret the tragedy of its destruction.

The scene of the fight, the tragic screams, and the desperate and helpless eyes of the juniors and disciples, although Wen Yunfeng did not witness this scene with his own eyes, this scene was completely restored in Wen Yunfeng's mind.

He still didn't speak, he didn't speak because he didn't have anything to say, at this moment he only had anger and hatred, he was not a saint or a god, he was still a human being, he would have love and hatred, so there was no need for him to pretend.

After being silent for a long time, waiting for the tears to dry, Wen Yunfeng slowly walked towards the cliff.

When he came to the cliff, he shouted the word "master" at the bottomless and deep valley, but no one responded, and he knew that no one could respond to him, but he just wanted to shout.

Wen Yunfeng's shouts echoed in the valleys and mountain streams, accompanied by the fox sorrow that sounded out of nowhere, which was particularly desolate.

After shouting for a long time and crying for a long time, after all, all emotions will turn white with the passage of time, but we must find a reason for relief and peace of mind in the moment. And now the best reason for Wen Yunfeng is revenge, using the blood of the enemy to defend these dead resentful spirits.

With a "whoosh" sound, the blue rock was unsheathed, and the little cold light under the sun was not inferior, and the sword was about to drink blood as soon as it was unsheathed. Perhaps Wen Yunfeng had decided not to use a sword anymore after returning from the Border Demon Sect, but now he had to restart Qingyan, the swordsman was sometimes as tolerant as the sea, sometimes as narrow as a stream, they would never be perfect but always the same on the outside.

After looking at the valley and Wen Yunfeng roared, he turned around and rushed down the mountain, riding on the night attack and smashing the capital one person at a time.

Running all the way, Wen Yunfeng finally arrived in the capital on the evening of the third day, looking at the majestic city pass, looking at the magnificent city wall, everyone will stay here with nostalgia, maybe only Wen Yunfeng is an alternative in this world, because he is here to kill.

The guards under the city tower are extremely strict, and the officers and soldiers are particularly strict in the investigation of the people in the rivers and lakes, and the sun is about to set. Wen Yunfeng was hiding in the distance, he didn't dare to approach but was waiting for an excellent opportunity, this time was very simple, the night sky was his best chance to make a move, the night could make his sword much faster than usual.

Finally, the last rays of sunset disappeared at the end of the connection between heaven and earth, and the number of pedestrians coming and going under the city tower gradually decreased until there were none, and the officers and soldiers defending the city also wanted to call it a day and go home early, and the city gate was immediately closed tightly. The night was a little intoxicating, and the guards on the city tower also began to doze off, this was undoubtedly the best opportunity given to Wen Yunfeng by God, and he would definitely not miss it.

The place where Wen Yunfeng was standing no longer could find his figure, and an extremely fast black shadow could be faintly seen through the bonfire on the city tower, and he jumped from the ground to the city tower in the blink of an eye, which was almost a speed that could never be accepted by the naked eye, and perhaps only the moon looming in the night sky witnessed all this.

Without disturbing the guards on the city tower, Wen Yunfeng quickly jumped down from the city tower, the city and the outside of the city are basically two worlds, the outside of the city is pitch black, the city is brightly lit, and the outside of the city is silent, and the city is full of people. The crowd of ** is really a little crowded, no one knows where Wen Yunfeng is from, and no one cares about him? There are too many people with heads and faces in this place in the capital, and a Wen Yunfeng doesn't care about attracting attention.

Wen Yunfeng also came to the capital for the first time, and he was not very familiar with this place, to be precise, he should not be able to find the direction at all, he could only ask through his mouth.

After some questioning and exploration, he finally felt that he was about to approach the place where Jin Shoutian was, it was already late at night, and the pedestrians on the street were becoming more and more scarce, and the hustle and bustle was slowly becoming quieter.

The alley in front of me is getting narrower and narrower, the firelight is getting dimmer and dimmer, and the firelight outside can hardly shine in, but fortunately the moonlight is still bright tonight, and the emaciated back and cold light are slightly lonely in the moonlight, and full of terror and death.

At the end of the alley, as far as the eye could see, there was a huge manor house, with no guards or any protection at the door, and the word "Golden Mansion" was written on the plaque.

Looking at these two words, Wen Yunfeng said coldly: "I finally found you." ”

After that, Wen Yunfeng did not hesitate to jump into the Jin Mansion.

The Jin Mansion was unusually quiet, this seemed to be a little different from normal days, how could there be no guards here at such a juncture? Wen Yunfeng didn't think about it so much, when he was about to come to the capital alone, he had already put danger, traps, and life and death out of the way.

The courtyard was brightly lit but there was no one in sight, how could there be no one in such a large courtyard? The ambush and traps were already obvious, but Wen Yunfeng never seemed to have considered these things, and strode forward.

With a "whoosh", a big knife flew in front of Wen Yunfeng, and then slammed it into the bluestone slab, and there were dense and orderly footsteps in all directions, and soon Wen Yunfeng was surrounded by hundreds of brocade guards.

Jin Hu walked out of the crowd, pulled out the golden knife inserted in the bluestone slab, smiled at Wen Yunfeng and said, "Old friend, we meet again." ”

Wen Yunfeng said coldly, "Do you think you and your knife can stop me?"

Jin Hu smiled and said: "I'm afraid that there is no one person in the world who can stop you, how can I be so uninteresting?" But today I am not one person and one knife, and what stands behind me is the entire East Factory, can I stop you like Wen Shaoxia?"

Wen Yunfeng was not deterred by Jin Hu's words, and Jin Hu did not think of intimidating this swordsman through words, people always like to show off, he just wanted to show off to Wen Yunfeng.

Wen Yunfeng replied coldly: "All the people here who have been stained with the blood of the Fox Sword Sect don't want to survive tonight. ”

Wen Yunfeng's words were like an invisible knife slammed into the hearts of these brocade guards, in fact, they didn't have to be afraid at all, after all, hundreds of people against one person, their chances of winning were still quite large.

The golden tiger roared: "Let's go together." ”

However, these brocade guards always hesitated, their footsteps slowly moved forward, and the scimitar in their hands was also trembling, they had not fought with Wen Yunfeng, but they must have heard the legend of Wen Yunfeng, otherwise they would not be so afraid.

Jin Hu said angrily: "A group of wine bags and rice bags have a good life, and they can't even hold a knife when they encounter a strong enemy. ”

With that, the golden tiger lifted the golden knife and rushed towards Wen Yunfeng.

Looking at the oncoming golden tiger, Wen Yunfeng said coldly: "You deserve to die too!"

After saying that, the Qingyan in his hand also rushed over.

The moment they saw Wen Yunfeng preparing to draw his sword, the Jinyi guards present were all stunned, they all knew that Wen Yunfeng was about to draw his sword, but they didn't know anything about what happened next, because everything that happened next was too fast.

When they came back to their senses, Wen Yunfeng's sword had already been deeply inserted into the chest of the Golden Tiger, and the Golden Tiger's knife was almost close to Wen Yunfeng's throat, but he would never have a chance to swing it again in his life, he didn't seem to be much worse, but it was this little distance that determined life and death.

Jin Hu smiled and said, "Your sword is much faster again!"

Wen Yunfeng said coldly: "However, your knife has never improved. ”

Jin Hu continued to smile and said, "Wen Yunfeng, you can't escape, you are waiting to be conquered like those with swords in the Fox Sword Gate!"

After that, Jin Hu laughed arrogantly with all his strength.

A "whoosh" sounded, the laughter stopped abruptly, and a cavity of blood gushed out accompanied by the withering of a life.

A series of applause rang out from the room, the door slowly opened, and ten crossbowmen walked out one after another, and the last one was Jin Shoutian, who was clapping proudly.

Looking at Wen Yunfeng, Jin Shoutian smiled and said, "Swordsman, you really didn't disappoint me, you finally came alone." ”

Wen Yunfeng said coldly: "You are also a damn person!"

Jin Shoutian smiled and said, "Don't you want to know why?"

Wen Yunfeng raised the Qingyan Sword in his hand and pointed at Jin Shoutian and said, "There is only one solution to this matter, either you die or I die?"

Jin Shoutian continued to smile and said, "You are still so confident, but often confident people don't live long, especially you people who hold swords!"

Wen Yunfeng ignored Jin Shoutian's words, quietly looked around and kept looking at his opponent, waiting for an excellent opportunity to make a move.