"Madame....."

"Huh?" Xifu blinked and looked at the man beside him in confusion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Facing Hongxia's silver hair, it's a little weird. The man rubbed Xifu's hair and kissed her lightly on the forehead, Qingliang was very gentle, "Close your eyes, it's a little dirty, Xianggong doesn't want you to see it." ”

"Hmm!"

Xifu smiled brightly, slowly closed her eyes towards the sunset, and the sound of the wind blowing in her ears was whistling in her ears, and a breeze swept through with a familiar smell, which made her feel very relieved.

As long as Xianggong is by her side, she feels that there is nothing to be afraid of.

........

In the wine shop next to the mountain road, the sunset is as bloody as blood.

The black and gold robes are too deep in the peaceful sunset, the crows are crying in the distance of the mountains and forests, the thirteen people in the wine shop are holding their weapons and breathing heavily.

They wanted to leave, but outside the liquor store, the man with the tattoo on his face stopped him with a spear. Finally, the silver-haired man walked over, his face was cold and his voice was even colder.

"Bento's wife is kind-hearted and pure-hearted...... And you are really dirty" Bai Muqiu's footsteps got closer and closer, the speed became faster and faster, and the words were murderous. Recently, a disciple of the Heavy Sword Sect, feeling that the oppression was very heavy, panted, turned the heavy sword sideways, couldn't suppress the yell, and rushed over.

The heavy sword slashed horizontally and cut directly through, while the person on the opposite side was still walking, and his footsteps did not stop hesitating. Lin Chong was in a hurry, he waved the spear and was about to grab it, and his mouth was also anxious: "Lord Admiral.....

Bang –

The blade slashed up, but a hard sound came out. And the silver-haired figure actually walked over against the blade of the heavy sword, and suddenly, everyone only felt the cold hair stand up, and the figure suddenly stretched out a hand and pinched the neck of the heavy sword sect disciple, and the speed was so fast that they couldn't react.

"Let go of my junior brother - I'll kill you!"

At this time, the person who reacted immediately raised the heavy sword and slashed it, and the sword was held by the other party halfway, and then there was a snap, Bai Muqiu's palm flipped over, slapped on the sword body, and then slapped and rolled, cutting into a wooden pillar in the wine shop, and the hand that stretched out opened and covered the face of the second heavy sword disciple.

Between breaths, the dust settles.

"When it comes to murder, the Governor has killed more people, directly or indirectly, than you, or even the sects behind you, even in the generations combined. ”

He said in a flat tone, walking slowly, dragging two struggling men in his hands.

The black began to spread across their faces, followed by violent trembling, and the plasma began to soak out of their mouths, ears, nostrils, and even their clothes, and finally, slowly, even the plasma turned black.

- Knock!

The two bodies did not move, lying on the ground with black hair and soft hair, and the sides of their cheeks were bare with bloodshot cheekbones. Even if the remaining eleven people reacted, they were already on their feet, and the young man who was the leader in the Heavy Sword Gate shouted: "Who are you, do you know that you just killed the people of my 'Saint' Sword Gate." ”

The white fingers, stained with blood, dripped all the way. When the young man from the Heavy Sword Gate said that sentence just now, he suddenly felt that his sight was spinning, and the white-haired man killed him directly without saying a word, and the Northland Ranger gang also drew their swords and rushed up, and the remaining four fellow men on their side seemed to rush forward as well.

It's not that the young man hasn't seen blood, it's just that the sudden oppression, he feels suffocated, and then his brain is a little deprived of oxygen, and he doesn't believe that the other party is an unknown person, especially what the person said just now, it is extremely arrogant.

.....

But when he came to his senses, there was a bloodstain in the wine shop.

A figure flew past him, and with a bang, his head hit the ground, and his head was shattered beyond shape. There was a thick blood all around, corpses on the ground, and a stench of decay.

Opposite, a slender figure stood there, black and gold clothes without a trace of blood sticking to them.

"No....no....it's only been a moment...."

The young man was paralyzed with fright, and the heavy sword in his hand could no longer be raised, and he did not want to retreat, but his feet began to call. When he joined the Heavy Sword Gate, he suffered a lot and struggled, just to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes like the head of the sect, so that everyone admired him, and suffered unimaginable hardships.

Now, he felt like a chasing dog, frightened, then fell, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and finally picked it up again, remembering who he was, and gritted his teeth to hold it up.

He raised his sword and slashed at the man's head. Bai Muqiu's face was expressionless, his eyes did not blink, and then he stretched out his fingers to clamp the severed sword blade, pulled it, grabbed it and threw it into the sky.

Looking at the young man who seemed to be terrified to the extreme, Bai Muqiu lost interest, brushed his sleeves and turned to leave, there was a woman worthy of care on the hillside waiting for him, and when he left, his voice was cold and said: "Ben Du let you live, tell you that it is best to remove the word 'sacred', and leave the word Jianmen, otherwise Ben Du will personally visit him in early May, and there will be no chickens and dogs at that time." ”

- Poof

The heavy sword fell, stuck at the young man's feet, and the blade of the sword buzzed.

.......

As the sun sets, it's dark.

Xifu sat on the horse, looked around, and shouted excitedly to the mountains and forests in the distance. On the side, Bai Muqiu and Lin Chong walked side by side, one asked, and the other answered.

Bai Muqiu looked at the mountain, turned his head and asked the person who didn't have much words on his side, "Lin Jiaotou knows who in the rivers and lakes can insert needles into the human body and talk to people in dreams." ”

Lin had never heard of it. Lin Chong shook his head, then thought for a while, and said, "But maybe there is someone who knows, but he doesn't know whether he is dead or not." ”

"Who?"

Lin Chong hesitated for a moment, "'Into the Cloud Dragon' Gongsun Sheng, when this person was in Liangshan, his martial arts were average, but he had many ghost tricks, which made people think it was a spell, he may know these things from the side. ”

"Hmm...."

Bai Muqiu looked at the sunset with only half a day left, and took a breath of cool air in the mountains, "He's not dead, if he contacts Lin Jiaotou, he can inform the governor." ”

Immediately, he looked at Lin Chong, "I won't kill him." ”

The sunset came to an end, and the three of them went to the official road at this time.

There, the carriage was ready, and Lin Chong arched his hand and said, "Lord Admiral, Lin is like an arrow, so he will leave first." ”

Bai Muqiu nodded, put down the curtain, sat back on the soft collapse, and looked at Xifu who was sleeping on his lap, his brows were tightly locked, but he was thinking about who the person who wanted to harm Xifu was.

Those who can enter the bedroom, except for the third sister, I am afraid it is a small bottle, but she has known herself for a few years, she has been working hard to help with things, and she has never complained when she is busy everywhere, but ..... her suspicion is the greatest.

In addition, it is the fan who is on duty in the inner house, and it may not be uncommon for there to be ill-intentioned intentions.

It's just who the hell is it, what kind of chess game do you want to plan? Bai Muqiu couldn't figure it out for the time being, outside the curtain, on the other side of the mountain, the sunset, and the last trace of red light disappeared in the cracks.

Another night came.

PS: There are only two more than 5,000 words today, although it is a bit less, I'm sorry everyone, the main morning modified the next title, and it took a lot of time.