Beizhen Fusi's eyeliner is all over the Ming Dynasty, and few people really know this, except for the current Shengshang and Miao Yizhen.

Of course, Nangong Fu didn't know. Therefore, when he got rid of the pursuers, he chose to take the official road, and the two of them had just traveled fifty or sixty miles before they were discovered.

Lu Jinfeng led fifty or sixty horsemen, chasing and killing all the way. Nangong Di's calf, back, and chest were each injured in a not so minor injury, and although he had not lost his combat effectiveness, it was quite difficult to protect himself. Therefore, Nangong Fu wanted to protect him while defending against the enemy.

The brothers fought and left, and finally in the southern suburbs of Meng County, they were heavily surrounded. After some fighting, the two were separated and formed two encirclements. When Nangong Di fought not long, he was stabbed in the right waist by a shot, fell off the horse, and was already held down by several brocade guards who rushed up, and he was tied up.

Thirty or forty brocade guards surrounded Nangong Fu in the core, attacking as if they were on the move. Nangong Fu shook his spirits, weaving pieces of cold and shining sword nets around his body, and for a while, the enemy was helpless for the time being, but was chopped down by seven or eight people.

"Nangong Fu, if you still care about your brother's life, just arrest him!" Lu Jinfeng escorted Nangong Di into the encirclement, and the horizontal sword was above his throat.

Nangong Fu glanced at Nangong Di, sighed, slowed down, and a steel knife slashed down diagonally at the right time, slashing at his right leg, making him hang the color.

"Fourth brother, don't worry about me! go, go!" Nangong Di was covered in blood and shouted urgently. Lu Jinfeng was furious in his heart, and a sword stabbed him on his left arm, and blood was dripping in an instant.

Nangong Di didn't care about the pain, and shouted hoarsely: "Fourth brother, if you don't leave, my brother will die for you!" shouted as he slammed into Lu Jinfeng's sword. Lu Jinfeng was taken aback and hurriedly removed his long sword.

Nangong Fuhu's eyes were full of tears, like a wounded beast, he let out a low roar when he roared, and the sword flew over, knocking down the two of them in the blink of an eye, and killing them outside the encirclement. The brocade guards didn't dare to pick up their fronts, and they dodged one after another, and Nangong Fu rushed out of the circle and galloped wildly.

"This guy is an enemy chieftain, can't leave him!" Lu Jinfeng shouted, "Quickly notify Meng Fei and intercept him!"

Nangong Fu rode his horse and galloped wildly, just after more than 30 miles, there was a group of people and horses on the hill in front of him, and a middle-aged strong man came out of the crowd, raised his whip and shouted: "Nangong Fu! You can't run! Get off the horse quickly and get caught!"

Nangong Fu ignored it and went straight to the hill.

"Shoot!" Countless feathered arrows were shot down condescendingly, and Nangong Fu's sword was vertical and horizontal, although he protected the front of him from wind and rain, he couldn't protect the mount under him. In the mournful neighing, more than ten feathered arrows in the horse's body were obliquely on the ground.

Nangong Fu pressed his hands together, flew up, and fought his sword straight into the enemy.

Intercepting Nangong Fu, Meng Fei led a total of seventy people, although the martial arts were not high, but the number was really quite a lot. Nangong Fu fled all the way and fought fiercely, he was already tired, and after fighting a stick of incense, he still couldn't break out of the encirclement, but two wounds were added to his body.

In the middle of the battle, Lu Jinfeng led more than 50 cavalry to chase after him and joined the battle group. More than 100 brocade guards surrounded him, crushing him as if attacking. Nangong Fu was panting like a cow, sweating like rain, the encirclement was shrinking smaller and smaller, and in a blink of an eye, there was only about five feet, and when the battle was not long, Nangong Fu had new injuries on his chest and back, and he was no longer able to cover it, and his right knee fell to the ground.

"Heaven will die too!" Nangong Fu held his sword with one hand, looking up to the sky and hissing sadly.

"Young Master Nangong, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Suddenly, a white shadow jumped over everyone's heads like a meteor and landed beside Nangong Fu.

Everyone looked at it, but they saw that the person who came was a tall girl dressed in white like snow, with a fair melon seed face, a well-proportioned figure, and a sense of arrogance.

"Leng girl!is it you?!" Nangong Fu and Leng Ruoshuang had several encounters, of course, they recognized it immediately, and they were pleasantly surprised.

The person who came was the 'cold face fairy' who was as cold as frost. She was ordered to go down the mountain to meet Nangong Fu and his party, but she traveled until Changzhi, and there was no trace of them, and then she finally found out that Nangong Fu and they had fled to Taihang Mountain, so they rushed to the mountain and searched for a day and night, but found nothing. She felt that such a search was like looking for a needle in a haystack, so she simply gave up, thinking that Meng County was the only place to go north to Heng Mountain, and if they chose to take the official road again, they would pass there, so she hurried to Meng County. Along the way, she inquired about passers-by, and happened to hear that two young people were being chased and killed, she guessed that it was them, so she quickly chased after them, and just happened to save Nangong Fu.

"Young Master Nangong, you rest. I'll send them away!" Leng Ruoshuang glanced at the encirclement and said coldly: "You guys go up!"

The brocade guards were both shocked by her beauty, but they couldn't believe that such a delicate girl dared to be their enemy, but they just looked at her in amazement.

"This girl, we are the people of Fusi in Beizhen. Lu Jinfeng arched his hand to her, and said, "The person you are protecting is a key criminal we have arrested, please get out of the way!"

"What so much nonsense!" Leng Ruoshuang snorted coldly and slashed at him with a palm. Lu Jinfeng saw that his palm was as fast as lightning, and his palm wind was fierce, so he was taken aback, and he was busy and met it with both palms.

With a sound of "Peng", the three palms intersected, Lu Jinfeng snorted, fell on his back, and a few wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"This girl is amazing! Let's go together!" Meng Fei was shocked and hurriedly ordered everyone.

As soon as the words fell, she saw a white shadow flickering, and a slender hand rushed to her chest, and she was horrified, and hurriedly swung her knife and slashed at her wrist.

Leng Ruoshuang flipped his wrist, grabbed Meng Fei's wrist early, and twisted it easily, Meng Fei screamed, and the steel knife was out of his hand. Leng Ruoshuang's right leg came out, and the "bang" kicked him in the lower abdomen, and Meng Fei immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing that she had knocked down her leader in the blink of an eye, the brocade guards were shocked and angry, but fortunately, many people were bold, and they shouted angrily and pounced one after another. Leng Ruoshuang's palms flew up, her legs were like electricity, and after a while, more than a dozen people fell, and everyone saw that her martial arts were so powerful, they were so frightened that they couldn't dodge.

Nangong Fu suddenly saw that Nangong Di was also detained in the enemy formation, and he was overjoyed and killed him with a sword. The brocade guards who were holding him couldn't resist and fled in all directions.

"Leng girl, don't fight, let's go!" Nangong Fu hugged Nangong Di on the horse's back, turned over and sat behind him, patted the horse's buttocks, and rode out.

"Okay!" Leng Ruoshuang replied, flew on his horse, and followed closely behind him. The brocade guards stared at their backs blankly, and none of them had the courage to chase after them.

Lu Jinfeng slowly got up, and seeing that his side was defeated, Nangong Di was also taken back, and said with a long sigh: "Don't chase it! Take care of the injured brother, and wait for Shao Feng and them to arrive." ”

At noon the next day, Zhao Yanhao and his entourage rushed to Mengxian County and met with Lu Jinfeng. Lu Jinfeng briefly explained yesterday's situation.

Shao Feng sighed lightly: "Alas! It seems that you can't catch up with it!"

Lu Jinfeng said: "We have notified Brother Pei in Xinzhou and asked them to intercept them in the area of Liangjiazhai. ”

"Their strength is similar to yours, what's the use?" Shao Feng frowned and said, "It's useless!"

"It's fucking unlucky! I don't know where to come out of nowhere, a girl with such a powerful martial arts came out!" Lu Jinfeng was angry.

"I guess that this woman must be the cold frost of the Hengshan faction. Zhao Yanhao suddenly interjected, "Her martial arts are indeed very high. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be her!No wonder! No wonder!" Under her hands, it seems that Lu Jinfeng is convinced, and at the same time, in terms of responsibility, he can't bear much responsibility, so his mood is not so heavy.

"Brother Zhao, this is as cold as frost, it seems that you know each other?" asked Shao Feng.

"I don't know. Zhao Yanhao shook his head, turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "However, you must have heard of her name?"

Shao Feng nodded and sneered: "Fortunately, we still have Brother Zhao here...... Hmph, no matter how strong you are, you can't beat our brother Zhao!"

Zhao Yanhao smiled and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, go to Hengshan!"

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As everyone expected, Xinzhou's Bei Yu Exhibition couldn't stop Leng Ruoshuang and his party. The three of them broke into Liangjiazhai, crossed Wutai Mountain, crossed the Pingxing Pass, and went straight to Heng Mountain.

In the evening of the next day, Zhao Yanhao and his entourage rushed to the foot of Heng Mountain, set up camp and discussed how to act.

Zhai Dacheng suggested that he immediately attack Hengshan and get people. But Zhao Yanhao disagreed, thinking that Hengshan was so big, if the head of Qingxia hid them, it would be difficult to find out for a while. If you can't get people, you will be accused of "disturbing the people".

After discussion, it was finally decided that Zhao Yanhao would lead Shao Feng, Lu Nanshan, and Zhai Dacheng to go to Hengshan to explore the truth first. If Nangong Fu and them can be found, they will be captured immediately, and at the same time, a signal will be sent to notify Qiu Yundan and Zhan Huairen under the mountain, and lead everyone to kill Hengshan to respond;

Although Zhao Yanhao had several encounters with the head of Qingxia, he had never been to Hengshan, so he inquired with a farmer and learned that the current Hengshan faction is a female disciple who lives in the court hall of Tianfengling.

The four of them were very strong on their feet, and they rushed to the foot of Tianfeng Ridge in a short time. A crescent moon hangs obliquely on the top of the majestic Tianfeng Ridge, sprinkling blue and white light along the mountain range. Heaven and earth seem more and more silent.

Zhao Yanhao instructed Shao Feng and the three of them to wait outside the mountain gate, and strode into the mountain gate, and in front of them was a long stone staircase, extending straight to the mountain. Zhao Yanhao walked briskly along the stone steps, walked hundreds of steps, but saw a huge temple in front of him in the faint light, and when he saw the momentum, he expected that it was a court hall.

Zhao Yanhao hid behind a mountain pine to look, but saw that this was a temple with a double eaves temple door, the temple door was closed, and the temple was so quiet that there was no trace of people, but the shadow of the tree was swaying, sweeping the stone steps. There are still many roof ridges in the temple, faintly sufficient, half hidden and half exposed among the trees; the crisp sound of wooden fish, from time to time with the cool evening breeze to come, when it is the evening class.

Zhao Yanhao flashed to the side of the gate, took a light breath, his body suddenly bounced up like a cheetah, and his probe grabbed the first-level cornice, and with a swing, a group of bodies landed on the second-level cornice.

Zhao Yanhao bent down and poked his head out from behind the ridge tile on the top of the eaves to look.

In the transept on the east side, there is a light shining through the window lattice, and the sound of wooden fish also comes from there. Zhao Yanhao saw the foothold, suddenly jumped out like a Dapeng bird, and landed next to a large incense burner three zhang away, and then ran into the shadows like a raccoon cat, walked more than ten steps, shrugged the ear room, hung upside down on the eaves, gently clicked the spittle-moist index finger to break the window paper, and looked into the hole, but saw a group of female nuns sitting on the meditation bed, chanting with their eyes closed.

Zhao Yanhao pondered: Nangong Fu and they are definitely not here, they should be placed in a secluded temple to recuperate. But there are so many temples here, where will they hide?...... There's no other way, just look around!

So, he chose all the dark places and began to search one by one, most of the temples, there were no lights, and there was no sound, he believed in his ears, there was absolutely no one in these temples. In this way, he spent half an hour of work, and found nothing.

He felt that this kind of search was like looking for a needle in a haystack, so he left, and he was unwilling, and when he was wandering, he suddenly heard the sound of horses neighing behind a temple on the west side, and Zhao Yanhao's heart was spinning: Horse! Could it be Nangong Fu's horse? Go and see!

Zhao Yanhao walked around the root of the wall and quickly found the stable. The stable is on the slope behind the temple, and there is a red lantern hanging on the stable door, Zhao Yanhao looked at it by the light, but saw that the stable was built according to the mountain stones and a few ancient pines, it was not small, and there were twenty healthy horses tied inside.

"Who is it?" suddenly came a grim woman's voice behind her.

The crowd was frightened and screamed.

Zhao Yanhao was taken aback, looked back, but saw a slender long-bodied woman, standing two feet away behind her, with long hair and a shawl, her face could not be seen clearly, her white clothes were slightly shiny, and the whole person was wrapped in the hazy moonlight.

The girl seemed to be quite conceited about her martial arts, and she didn't warn loudly, but just stared at Zhao Yanhao coldly, and asked in a deep voice: "Where did the thief come from?

Zhao Yanhao didn't answer, ran out diagonally, and ran in the direction of the temple gate.

"Where to go!" the girl squealed, flew up, and slashed his palm at the back of his heart.

Zhao Yanhao heard the wind in his palm, his heart sank, he turned around and slapped it, and used his strength to pour out three feet away.

The girl felt that her arm was numb, she took half a step back, her heart was horrified, she pulled out her long sword with a "choking" sound, and her body was like a Lingbo fairy, a "jade girl throwing a shuttle", and she stabbed Zhao Yanhao's chest like lightning. Zhao Yanhao stretched out his palm and swept the sword body, and his body was like a big windmill spinning out, turning over to two feet away.

"Good thief!" The girl was shocked and angry, and with a pinch of the sword trick in her left hand, the dazzling cold light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, she reached Zhao Yanhao's throat.

Zhao Yanhao snorted, struck a "flower finger", pinched the sword body dangerously, and was about to snatch her long sword with more strength, when he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and a black ribbon-like thing rolled down.

Zhao Yanhao reacted extremely quickly, hurriedly abandoned the long sword, and his figure came out upside down.

"Good kung fu!" said an old female voice, as if she was beside her.

Zhao Yanhao was taken aback, turned his head to look, and at some point, a thin old nun was already standing under a laurel tree outside Zhangyu.

"Amitabha!" the old nun sang with one hand on his chest, "Poor nun Qingxia." Dare to ask the donor's surname, why did he trespass on my Hengshan Mountain late at night?"

Zhao Yanhao pondered: You must not declare your name! A dignified Shaolin disciple, but he enters Hengshan at night, which will not only damage the prestige of Shaolin, but also damage the reputation of Hengshan...... Let's talk about it!

The decision was made, Zhao Yanhao did not answer her words, jumped up, and jumped in the direction of the temple gate.

"It's so unreasonable!Leave it for the old body!" In the cheers, the old nun almost grabbed Zhao Yanhao's figure and pulled it up at the same time, and the sword chasing after him was cold under the cold moon, stabbing him in the back of the heart.