The lightning flies like a silver snake, dancing wildly, and the river surface that shines is blue and purple, and the light is strange. The wind of the pen and the fun of the pavilion www.biquge.info swept the torrential rain like ten thousand silver arrows, shooting wantonly, falling on the vast water surface, and spreading a circle of ripples.

The turbid waves on the river surface are emptied, the rapids are splashing, and a canopy boat is faintly seen rising and falling on the cusp of the storm, floating and sinking with the waves. The huge waves crashed on the side of the boat, crumbling, and there were four young men and women sitting or standing on the boat, it was Zhao Bingjue, Bai Ziyun, Su Qingqing and Xue'er. They have been drifting down the river for three days.

That day in Chilian City, with Zuo Yuanbo's order, all the soldiers divided into three routes, waiting for an opportunity to break through.

Zhao Bingjue hugged Xue'er, Bai Ziyun carried Su Qingqing on his back, and the four of them rushed south along Chilian City. Although Zhao Bingjue's internal strength is strong, his light skills are extremely poor, and he was left behind by Bai Ziyun in a few ups and downs.

Seeing the opportunity, Bai Ziyun hurriedly blurted out the mantra of resisting the wind, this "trick of resisting the wind" is the most profound and subtle mantra of the Sanqing Sect, and it has never been taught to outsiders. But Bai Ziyun is open-minded and open-minded, and he is friends with Zhao Bingjue in trouble, and he is like Jinlan, and the situation is urgent at this time, so he knows everything at the moment, chooses to explain, and does not hide it at all.

Zhao Bingjue is talented and intelligent, and he has a very high understanding, and he has had an epiphany after hearing about it. As soon as his heart moved, he sank into the dantian, thought of Ling Xiao, and shouted in a low voice, according to Bai Ziyun's mantra to resist the wind, he suddenly felt that his body was light, as if it had become a whistling breeze, and it was like a white cloud that gathered and dispersed.

This "wind control technique" is already with the help of the wind, with the strength of the force, the wind does not stop and does not stop. The first time he performed it, he was quite rusty, and he almost fell down several times, and his appearance was quite funny. Xue'er lay in his arms, Shen Jiufeng had never been separated for a moment in the past six or seven years, and when he parted at first glance, he was reluctant, and the pear blossoms who had already cried brought rain. But after all, it was a little girl who didn't know anything about the world, and when she saw Zhao Bingjue's embarrassed appearance, she burst into tears and laughed, and said angrily: "Hey, I see that you are crooked by the wind, and you are far worse than that big brother." ”

Zhao Bingjue deliberately made her happy, and laughed: "Crying and laughing, don't be ashamed, look at me catching up with him and show you." At the moment, the figure swayed, like a weak wind swinging a willow, and chased after it in great strides.

Cher grimaced at him and grinned.

Bai Ziyun saw that he chased after him in a moment, looked at each other and smiled, and said, "Brother Zhao Bingxue is smart, he comprehended it so quickly, it's gratifying." "Words from the bottom of my heart, happy for him.

Zhao Bingjue felt comfortable in his heart, laughed, and galloped south side by side with him.

Behind him, the shouts shook the sky, the flames were everywhere, and countless figures shuttled and ran, only to hear one person shouting: "Take a bow and shoot arrows, no matter what, you must leave the four of them, whether they are dead or alive." ”

Zhao Bingjue looked back, only to see Tiansu walking along the eaves of the house, behind him densely packed with figures, everyone heard his order, they took off the bow and arrow from their backs, bent the bow and shot diffusely, for a while, the arrow shadow hidden weapon was like a rain curtain flying line, overwhelming the sky. Zhao Bingjue was taken aback, and his feet did not stop, and he sped up a few points.

Fortunately, it was about to end the night at this time, and it was the darkest hour of the day, and the other party was holding a torch, but he was still shadowed, and he couldn't see them clearly. I had to shoot indiscriminately, trying to get away with it, and for a while, countless arrows and arrows hit the shadows of the corrugated trees around, and when I looked up, how could there be the shadows of the four people?

The four of them didn't stop all the way, and as soon as they got out of Chilian City, Zhao Bingjue immediately summoned Fu Zhu, turned over and stepped on Xue'er, Bai Ziyun hesitated slightly, and jumped on the back of the deer with Su Qingqing. Fortunately, Xue'er and Su Qingqing are petite, and although the four of them ride a deer together, it is a bit crowded, but it is barely right.

Zhao Bingjue patted Fu Zhu and said softly: "Brother Lu, whether you can escape today depends on you." ”

Fu Zhu was trapped in the ring for a long time and was already depressed, and when he had the opportunity to come out, he couldn't help but hiss, as if he was responding to Zhao Bingjue, and seemed to be deliberately showing off, his four hooves were like flying, and he galloped away.

Seeing that this mount was like a deer and a horse, snow-white and exquisite, majestic, and very fond of it, Xue'er leaned over and patted its neck and smiled.

Fu Zhu is a strange beast in the South Wilderness, carrying the four people without difficulty, and between a few ups and downs, they ran for a distance of dozens of zhang. Listening to the call of the chasing soldiers in Qinglong Prefecture getting farther and farther away, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The four men and one beast ran for a long time, and only came to the crossing of the river when it was dark.

Dark clouds rolled in the air, thunder was intensive, and soon heavy rain was coming, and the waves of the ferry were surging against the shore, and when I looked up, there was not a half figure in sight.

Bai Ziyun jumped off the back of the deer, walked south along the river, and after a while, he came out with a canopy boat. Yesterday, he and Zuo Yuanbo passed by here, and they had already secretly hidden the ship.

Zhao Bingjue put away her husband, picked up Xue'er with one hand, led Su Qingqing with the other, and jumped onto the boat. put the two of them in the canopy, and then they and Bai Ziyun left and right, shook the oars, and sailed to the river.

The lightning flew in the air, the weeping willows and green trees on both sides of the bank danced in the wind, the rain and fog were boundless, and countless pink flowers and green leaves were swept into the air by the wind, and they swirled. The misty rain poured into the canopy, stained Su Qingqing and Xue'er's sideburns, and dripped down the hair.

The torrential rain for the past three days has been like a note, and it is not until today that the heavy rain has become less and has turned into a thin filament.

Zhao Bingjue saw Xue'er sleeping soundly in her arms, gently put her on the wooden bed, looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes, and felt pity in her heart. In the past few days, whenever Xue'er thinks of Shen Jiufeng, she can't stop crying, shouting to find her father, Zhao Bingjue soothes her with kind words, and can't stop making her happy, so she bursts into laughter. Because of this, she lies in Zhao Bingjue's arms all day long, and her dependence on him is getting heavier and heavier.

The Weijiang River runs through the north and south, reaching Xuanwu Prefecture in the north and Wuyi Mountain in the south. However, since the beginning of Suzaku Prefecture, the surface of the Xiangjiang River has narrowed, and countless tributaries have been divided, which are dotted and criss-crossed.

Bai Ziyun looked up, the green hills on both sides of the strait were faint, the high cliffs were in the sky, the mark made by Zuo Yuanbo a few days ago had already been submerged by the surging water and the strong wind all day, the surrounding clouds and mist were misty, and the countless tributaries were very similar, even the fishermen nearby would never dare to sail on a rainy day, Bai Ziyun only passed by in a hurry, where could he still distinguish the direction?

The two of them also tried to turn the bow of the boat, but the river was extremely fast, and after several attempts to no avail, they had to give up. At the moment, there is no other way but to go with the flow.

Zhao Bingjue and Bai Ziyun stood at the bow of the boat, both smiling bitterly. In this way, I follow the river all the way south, and I don't know where it will end up.

At this moment, I only heard Su Qingqing's "huh", and said in surprise: "What do you think it is?"

Zhao Bingjue and the others were stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of her finger, only to see a huge stone tablet standing on the shore dozens of zhang away, with moss all over the stone tablet, but clearly engraved with eight big characters: "South of the cape, north of the end of the world." ”

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what this meant.

Su Qingqing muttered a few times, and suddenly his face changed, and he lost his voice: "Float!"