The three madmen of Beihai escorted Yan'er and the others to Dangyang, while Liu Jianchai continued to the north and headed towards Luoyang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Jianchai's heart is very unsteady, because the road he took is not much different from the road to Xiangyang, he is getting closer and closer to the Lancet Gate, which means that he will meet the people of the Lancet Gate, according to the fierce battle with Zhu Peng in the inn at that time, Zhu Peng's martial arts are not bad, and the Lancet technique should not be underestimated, although Liu Jianchai has the sharp weapon of red peony, but Zhu Peng also has an ancestral knife, the Lancet.

"Juan'er, the front is the territory of the Lancet Gate, the Lancet Gate is full of people, I'm worried that I won't be able to protect you..."

Du Juan stared at Liu Jianchai with a smile, without the slightest worry, and said softly: "With Brother Liu, it is safe wherever you go, even if you will meet the people from the Lancet Gate, we can't avoid it." ”

The two of them continued on their way to a mountain forest.

Walking in the mountains and forests, you can feel the cool breeze blowing around, rattling, the breeze plays a not very graceful music in the ears, the occasional fallen leaves in the woods are scattered, the red and yellow branches and leaves are fluttering, slowly falling, crossing the cheeks of the two, leaving no traces, gently touching the ground as if you can hear the sound, this around, too quiet, quiet terrible.

All this stimulated Liu Jianchai, what he felt was blood, he always felt that someone was following them, I don't know when it started, there would always be a few black shadows behind him step by step, looming, whenever he turned around to check, the black shadow would always suddenly disappear, without a trace, and even made Liu Jianchai feel that he was hallucinating.

Are these shadows real or fake? Are these shadows people or ghosts? Are these shadows friends or foes? Why do you follow them for a long time but don't do anything?

"Brother Liu, what's wrong with you?" asked Du Juan.

"Nothing, maybe it was my hallucination, I always felt like someone was following us, right behind us, but I didn't see anyone. Liu Jianchai muttered.

Du Juan smiled and said: "This must be Brother Liu's illusion, you people who walk the rivers and lakes are always suspicious, it seems that you have to relax, you are right to accompany me to Luoyang to play." ”

Liu Jianchai smiled and nodded, looking at the deep jungle ahead, and continued to hurry, but the cuckoo squinted his eyes, glanced back, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and smiled softly.

After walking for a short time, suddenly another gust of wind blew, and the wind was quite strong, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground and overflowing overhead.

"Not good!" Liu Jianchai hurriedly shouted, only to feel that the wind was blowing around him, and the murderous aura was heavy.

The cuckoo was also stunned, and the horse under his crotch was so frightened that he retreated again and again, and his front hooves were raised violently, almost knocking the two of them to the ground.

When the fallen leaves fell, a person rushed out in front of him, bringing a gust of wind, hitting layer by layer, his person was dressed in a black robe, with a gossip map on his chest, a white-handled long sword on his back, and a black green cloud sweep in his hand.

Liu Jianchai's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that the comer was not good, and instantly drew his sword, only to see the cloud sweep in the man's hand, and tens of thousands of silver wires pierced out, drawing out a white light, which looked particularly cold in the deep forest, "When...", most of the silver filaments were stopped by the red peony sword on Liu Jianchai's chest, and a little silver pierced Liu Jianchai's chest, and hit Liu Jianchai's body fiercely, only to see Liu Jianchai lean back, and the whole person was knocked out, Liu Jianchai turned over suddenly in the air, "poof" Standing on one knee on the ground, kneeling on one knee, the red peony instantly plunged into the deep earth, and the surrounding wind gradually subsided, which can be regarded as standing before the enemy's sneak attack.

Liu Jianchai raised his head and saw a person, his eyebrows were not deep, the fragrant wood hairpin was tied, and he was full of anger, but he stared at Liu Jianchai viciously, and suddenly another Taoist priest in Tsing Yi took many trails and surrounded the two of Liu Jianchai, who seemed to have a plan.

Liu Jianchai was worried that these people would be unfavorable to the cuckoo, so he said: "Who are you?

The black-robed Taoist sneered: "Sure enough, it's Liu Jian chasing." ”

It seems that this group of people is indeed chasing Liu Jian, Liu Jian does not know the purpose of this group of people, he has not offended the Taoist sect at all, and he does not know why this group of people ambushed him in this dense forest.

The black-robed Taoist knew that Liu Jiancha was not in vain, and he was also in control, so he confessed: "I am a Sanqing Daoist. ”

"Sanqing Daoist?" Liu Jianchai was shocked and said loudly: "You are the autumn of the wind!"

The Dao man laughed, obviously admitting that the person who intercepted Liu Jian's chase turned out to be the master of Sanqingguan, the head of a major sect in the world, Feng Zhiqiu.

Liu Jianchai's eyes were erratic, he thought about it carefully, but he had not offended Sanqingguan at all, nor had he said anything that harmed Sanqingguan, how could he be plotted by Sanqingguan, and finally said angrily: "You Taoist priest, you are not good at cultivating, why did you come here? I have no grievances with you, why do you ambush me?"

The cuckoo turned over and dismounted at this time, came to Liu Jianchai's side, and slowly helped Liu Jianchai up, only to find that Liu Jianchai's chest was dotted with red marks like peach blossoms.

Feng Zhiqiu sneered: "I didn't come to take your life this time, I only need two things, if you give it to me, I will let you two go, if you don't give it, I will kill your delicate lady first!" Feng Zhiqiu saw that Liu Jianchai deeply cherished the little girl beside him, and he used this girl as a threat, that is, he took the seven inches of Liu Jianchai.

Liu Jian looked after the cuckoo and said to Feng Zhiqiu, "What do you want to do like this?"

"I want you to hand over your sword and your swordsmanship!" said Wind Autumn fiercely.

Liu Jianchai snorted coldly, this sword and swordsmanship carry the love between brothers, and it is a belief that Liu Jianchai has not revealed for decades, how can he turn his back, so he said fiercely: "Impossible!"

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi said angrily: "Then you can only watch your little lady die on the spot!" After that, the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi and the little Taoist priests around him besieged him one after another, and surrounded Liu Jian to chase and release his swordsmanship, Liu Jian chased and pulled out the red peony, "Dangdang..."

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi is named Zhuang Long, and he is the eldest disciple of Feng Zhiqiu.

Liu Jianchai relied on the red peony to force people, using multiple swordsmanship, cutting most of the trail to the ground, and the rest of the little Taoist priests either broke the long sword or were seriously injured, Liu Jianchai broke out in adversity, relying on anger to show the subtlety of his swordsmanship.

"It's not good, this kid is not simple, put up a formation!" Zhuang Long shouted.

Immediately, dozens of little Taoist priests gathered and kept shaking around Liu Jianchai, like an attack, but more like a defense, just besieging but not attacking, but they didn't know that Liu Jianchai had fallen into the gossip array of Sanqingguan, and there was more than one good luck.

This is the former master of the Sanqing Temple with reference to the eight formations created by Zhuge Liang to design the formation, according to legend, Zhuge Kongming to resist the enemy with a stone pile of stone formation, according to Dunjia divided into rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, open eight doors, changes are endless, can be 100,000 elite soldiers, but why would the autumn of the wind trap Liu Jian chase instead of killing people and seizing the sword directly?