Yaoshan didn't know where to go to find the person who was cold guest, but as long as he went to the outside of the gate, he should be able to find it. @乐@文@小说w.lwxs520.

However, in the current situation, it is not possible to go to Kanwai for such a long distance as you can go at any time if you want to.

Yaoshan couldn't, and his body had already walked out of Qinghe Town, but he thought about it and thought about it deeply, but he came up with some clues. What is the purpose of the cold guest, it is himself, it is his medicine mountain himself. And the tragedy of Uncle Li's family is also because of himself, so why should he try to find Leng Sandao, Leng Sandao and other Leng Sandao and other Leng Ke will definitely come back here to find him.

Thinking of this, everything has been relieved. He turned around, took advantage of the vast night, and walked back into Qinghe Town.

At this time, the house is confined. It's late at night, and there are no more shops open, so even knocking on the door is probably not enough.

In this dark night, everything seems too small, everything is surrounded in the night, everything is vague, everything is simple, and it is mysterious. The charm of the night lies in its mystery. People can't guess it, that's why they are so happy to explore his secrets.

There was no good place to stay, so Yaoshan had to walk in the direction of Qibai Mountain.

There is a ruined temple there, which has been abandoned for a long time, I don't know what the current situation is, and I didn't notice the existence of this ruined temple when I went to Baishan the day before yesterday.

The people in Qinghe Town also dispersed from the surroundings of the medical hall, as the saying goes, people go to tea and cool, and the entrance of the medical hall was also sealed, and under the two tiny lanterns stood two tired catchers.

Yaoshan didn't bother to go in to check, after all, Leng Ke and they would never leave very obvious clues.

Just passing through the streets, the bluestone slab ground echoed the heavy footsteps of Yaoshan, and there were echoes in the empty streets, which couldn't help but make people feel a sense of fear that someone was behind them. In fact, this fear is just a delusion in people's hearts, but it is just that their minds are not strong, and they are just scared of themselves.

But Yaoshan listened carefully to these echoes, but there was something wrong with them. Yaoshan turned back suddenly, but behind him was an empty street, and there was no one at all. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, laughing that he was a little nervous, and was distracted by the things in front of him. Thinking of this, he continued to stride forward.

Before he had taken a few steps, he heard his own footsteps mixed with the footsteps of another person. The sound of the footsteps was distinctly different from the sound of his own footsteps.

Yao Shan was covered in a cold sweat when he ascended, but he couldn't show that he was very scared, so he still walked forward like this. The sound of another footstep continued to reach his ears, beating at his nerves like thunder.

Yaoshan walked a few steps and walked to the intersection. Suddenly, he sped up and disappeared in the center of the road in an instant. And the footsteps behind him did not stop for a moment, following him from far and near.

Yao Shan knew that he couldn't escape, so the sound of light footsteps behind him immediately hit him backwards.

This palm burst into flames, directly turning into a fireball and rushing behind him. Although the fireball was ferocious, it was swept away by the person behind him, and when it turned around, a variety of ice ridges rushed towards the back of the medicine mountain.

Yaoshan couldn't turn around and block again, and a wall of fire was instantly formed on his back, burning to both sides, directly blocking the way of the master's pursuers. And it melted the ice edge directly.

There was a startled sound behind him, but it turned into a sneer. At this casual moment, a cold light suddenly appeared on the other side of the wall of fire. Yaoshan suddenly dodged to the side, and the cold light ran down his neck, but fortunately he didn't hurt himself.

Yao Shan dodged this blow, and immediately pulled out the peachwood sword from his waist, and also hurriedly threw it at the man. I saw a blood-red sword light kill it in an instant, without the slightest hesitation.

The man was stunned, as if he didn't realize that Yaoshan was going to fight back. Because he was covered by the cold silver light mask, Yao Shan didn't know who the person in front of him was, but judging by the two battles just now, the person in front of him should not be a small character.

During this brief pause, Yao Shan asked the man sharply, "Who are you and why are you chasing me?"

The man laughed coldly, and it looked like he was shaking. There were some blood stains on the mask, which made Yaoshan suddenly wake up, and said angrily: "Why did you kill Uncle Li's family, they are innocent, they have nothing to do with Bai Mountain!"

"Is it okay?" the man didn't say a word, and it was as cold as ice coming out of his mouth. "Since it doesn't matter, then why are you so excited, isn't it that there are three hundred taels of silver here?" They are just a pack of ants who are powerless to change themselves, and they are at the mercy of others.

"Since it's your poisoner, then you're welcome!" Yao Shan said, and a fiery red light lit up on the peachwood sword, illuminating everything around it. Everything in front of me was distorted by this firelight, and it became so unreal!

"Hmph, I haven't settled accounts with you kid yet, okay, okay! At this speed, Yao Shan didn't react at all, and saw a deep wound on his chest, in which blood kept flowing out, and it looked like the injury was very serious.

The man strained the blood from the blade with his thumb and put it into his scabbard in a very rhythmic sound. Hearing this, you know that the person in front of you is by no means a small step, not only that, but this person should still be a great big man.

"I didn't expect you to understand anything in ten years, and you're still the same stupid as before!" the man turned around and took off his mask, a face that was incomparably familiar and would never be forgotten no matter when or where.

Cold three knives!

"You didn't kill my beloved disciple cruelly back then, and now you seriously injured my beloved disciple, I will definitely not let you go!" Leng Sandao said with hatred.

"Hey, hey!" Yakuyama laughed instead, looking at the face he would never forget. "So that's why you're not a killer against me?"

"Yes!" Leng Sandao said very fiercely: "I will let you people from Baishan bury my apprentices one by one, and be tortured to death by me one by one!"

"But you were in cahoots with Dark Yangzi back then, first attacking the White Mountain, killing countless of my senior brothers and sisters, and finally tortured Lingyu to death, don't you think there's anything wrong until now?" Yao Shan covered his chest to prevent so much blood from flowing.

"Are you all arrogant people in the White Mountain, and you are destroying your wishes with me!"

"What is it that Baishan signed an alliance contract with you Leng Ke before Luoyan Valley, and you broke the promise at that time?"

"If you want to achieve great things, how can you take care of such details!"

When Yaoshan heard this, he no longer wanted to say anything to him in his heart. And he said so much to him, it was just a prayer in his heart to pay tribute to the souls of those brothers and sisters who died for the White Mountain.

Ignoring the injury on his chest, he was covered in thick flames, and instantly killed Leng Sandao.

And Leng Sandao slashed again, and he couldn't see his knife path clearly at all, only to see a slight pain on his arm, and then he felt that he had been injured.

Leng Sandao repeated that action again, turned to look at Yaoshan and said, "Are you still so hard-mouthed?"

Yaoshan raised his head and looked at him. A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the two wounds on his body were gradually surrounded by the light of the fire on his body, and the wounds were slowly healing.

Leng Sandao looked over, his surprised expression flashed, and it didn't stop on his face. "It turns out that the Spirit Devourer is this kind of artifact, what a waste to put it on you!"

Yao Shan raised his hand and a burst of fireballs rushed over, but Leng Sandao didn't even want to pull out the knife, and dodged it sideways.

The current situation is not very good for Yaoshan, on the contrary, Yaoshan is like fish on the board for Leng Sandao, which can be cut down at any time.

"You kneel down and beg me now, I can make you die a happy death!"

How could the medicine mountain sink so much, it rushed forward in an instant, and the peach wood sword also burned with the reddest flames, and struck straight towards Leng Sandao. Now Yaoshan is extremely angry, and every move wants to give full play to his strength, but the more this is the case, the more he misses every hit, and the more he is like this, the more depressed his mind becomes, which is enough to constitute a vicious circle.

Leng Sandao's temper was not so good, and he didn't want to go out anymore, so he tarnished his name as Leng Sandao, raised a kick and hit the medicine mountain directly, and directly kicked him out three feet away.

Yaoshan was in pain, holding his unhealed wound and fell to the ground. Unable to stand up at all, Leng Sandao didn't want to fight with the same madman, so he slowly drew out his long sword and walked towards the medicine mountain.

How could Yao Shan sit still, snatched a tile under his body and threw it at Leng Sandao. But this kind of attack is useless. With a quick turn of the cold three blades, the tiles were directly divided into two sections like thin paper. This shows how sharp the knife is.

Yakuyama is a tough opponent who can stand up again no matter how many traumas he has. But in the face of this kind of fast Leng Ke in front of him, his advantage was also reduced in an instant, and there was no way to do any damage to Leng Sandao.

Leng Sandao walked towards him step by step with a knife, looking like he was bound to take the head of the medicine mountain. The knife that flashed with cold light walked towards him step by step, and Leng Sandao did not hesitate at all.

"I didn't expect you to be so weak after ten years, it's really disappointing to me!" Leng Sandao didn't forget to taunt him at this time. "Originally, I wanted you to live a little longer, but you are too boring, now you can bury my apprentice!"

The long knife stretched out, and a cold light appeared.

The cold wind is raging, and the white spots are drifting snow.

All of a sudden, it was snowing.

Is it for the souls of the unjustly killed? Or is it the cry of the martyrs!

Leng Sandao slashed at him, and the peachwood sword in Yaoshan's hand instantly caught up. With a bang, this time Yao Shan was rightly blocking Leng Sandao's knife technique. As long as the two of them fight, then there will be an opportunity for Yaoshan to take advantage of.

Yaoshan reversed the situation, endured the severe pain of the wound on his body, raised his hand and turned into a palm, and directly slashed at Leng Sandao.

And Leng Sandao is not a small role, and he has countless experiences, of course he will not be able to play these little tricks of Chinese Medicine Mountain. Suddenly, the scabbard was lifted and hit directly at Yaoshan's wrist.

Yaoshan was in pain and hurriedly retreated. But to retreat now is to lose the previous advantage.

When Leng Sandao saw him like this, he suddenly saw three or two swings. If Yao Shan hadn't dodged in time, he would definitely have been injured by the sword qi. Fortunately, the knife qi only hurt his clothes, and there was only a little scrape on his body. Leng Sandao acted decisively, and suddenly rushed towards him, punching the Chinese medicine mountain door directly, directly knocking him three feet away, and directly collapsed to the ground.

Whenever Yao Shan had a wound on his body, the flames would cover his wound and become very dazzling. The wound heals quickly, but the pain does not lessen, but rather increases the burning sensation.

Leng Sandao jumped over immediately, and the long knife slashed directly at Yaoshan and hit his head.

At this critical juncture, Yao Shan was powerless to resist, and before he could strike again, another sword shadow flashed in front of him. These three or four movements flashed in front of his eyes in an instant, and Leng Sandao was also rushed aside by this strange movement in an instant. I can't see who it is. Today's situation is very strange, and it is always impossible for Yaoshan to guess.

Just as Yaoshan was chasing the figure of the man with his eyes, he saw a person walking in front of him vaguely. This life is familiar, but now that he has been beaten by Leng Sandao, his eyes are a little blurred, but he can't see clearly.

When the man walked up to him and leaned down to check on himself. Only then did Yaoshan see his face clearly. Dressed in plain clothes, the whole person looks very clean and tidy. With his left hand and his right hand, he withdrew the narrow Tang knife into his scabbard, and there was a free and easy kingly atmosphere, between his eyebrows he was as firm as a mountain, but his eyes were as thin as a mountain spring.

Isn't this water, but who is it?

"What's the matter, I was plotted by this demon?" said with some jokes.

"Hmph, I just panicked for a while, if it weren't for that, how could I be so unbearable!" Yao Shan said with great relief, as if he was really in such a dangerous situation because of his carelessness.

Lies can numb oneself, and lies can corrupt one's soul.

It was an ordeal for him.

Especially this man saved him. There was too much unhappiness between him and himself, too much, too much. It seems that the current self is not sorry for the dead Lingyu at all, and he is like being spurned.

"You lie down and rest first, I still have an account to settle with him!" said Fu Shui, got up and stood up, turned his back to the medicine mountain, and pulled out his Tang knife with a puff, the cold light was dignified, and it reflected the smile of Leng Sandao.