Lightning and thunder, torrential rain poured, and the three figures in the dark field ran quickly, their bodies were muddy, their clothes and hair were soaked, but they seemed very anxious, regardless of it, and blindly moved forward. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man at the front wiped a handful of rain from his face, and turned back angrily: "Hey, surnamed He, how long has it been since your fourth junior brother set off?"

The man who came last shouted, "It was about half an hour before us, but he rode there, and he was probably already in the valley by this time." ”

The man at the front turned his head and galloped, not forgetting to scold: "Why don't you know how to bring two horses?" ”

At this time, there was a loud bang, and the sky was torn apart by a pale lightning, and the three people showed their faces in the white light. The person at the front is the flower flute, the person in the middle is Xiyun, and the last person is He Chongrui.

He Chongrui sneered in his heart, bring a horse to help you save your physical strength?

Getting closer and closer to the valley, the mountain road was slippery, the flower flute was in a hurry, although the martial arts were strong, he also fell several times, and then turned back and said: "The surname is He, I have ugly words ahead, if your fourth junior brother really pouted my wife's grave, I must kill him to take revenge!"

He Chongrui said: "The surname is Hua, I have already told you, the mastermind is Senior Brother Zhou Yixin, my fourth junior brother is honest, only his orders are obeyed, I can't tell the difference between good and evil, but the crime is not to death." You look for Zhou Yixin for this matter, I don't help each other, if you have to move my fourth junior brother, I must not sit idly by!"

"Hmph!" Hua Di said angrily, "If you bring a horse, we will catch up with your fourth junior brother long ago, and then there will be nothing." ”

He Chongrui was also angry, and said coldly: "I was kind enough to report to you, but you complained to me, it's really you!"

Hua Di said: "You are kind, if you are kind, why didn't you stop your fourth junior brother at that time!?"

"If I stop him, can Zhou Yixin let me go afterwards? You also said that he is a gentleman in front of people and a villain in the future, what do you think will happen to me?"

"Then you shouldn't come with me now, you came with and was seen by your fourth junior brother, go back and tell Zhou Yixin, you haven't ended well, so I killed your fourth junior brother to help you!"

"Fuck your uncle, if you promise not to move my fourth junior brother, I should drink good wine and eat good food in the inn now, why bother running around in this mud!"

Xiyun said: "Don't say it, it's here." ”

Between the two fighting, Xiyun overtook the flute and was the first to come to the valley. At this moment, a bolt of lightning struck, and the whole valley turned white. Seeing the turf in the depths of the valley being turned up, a yellow figure waving a hoe in the rainstorm, and a dirt slope had been piled up next to it, Huadi couldn't help but roar, "Hey, bastard, stop me!"

The man suddenly heard a human voice in the lightning, and was so frightened that he threw away his hoe, squatted down with his head in his hands, and shouted: "It's none of my business, it's none of my business, the senior brother told me to dig me." ”

The flute rushed over, and when she saw him so panicked, she understood, and shouted, "If you dig me out, I'll follow you!"

The man's body trembled violently, and he whimpered and cried, "No, no, I haven't dug it out yet, you go back, you go back quickly, I won't dig it." ”

The flute was already within three feet, and when she heard this, she was overjoyed and shouted, "Don't get out of the way yet!"

He Chongrui shouted: "Fourth Senior Brother, don't be afraid, Second Senior Brother is here." That ghost will only look for Senior Brother, not you. "Run over as fast as you can.

As soon as Xiyun stepped into the valley, there was a sense of urgency in his heart, this feeling was mysterious, he didn't know where it came from, it was groundless, and he had never done it before, so he followed behind the flute, but his eyes looked around.

The flute was only half a foot from the pit, when the man who was squatting on the ground suddenly turned around, faced the flute, and let out a terrible scream.

Huadi scared him at first, but now he was startled by him, and his whole body trembled.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly burst out from behind the bulging mound, and a reflective black sword stabbed into the heart of the flower flute at lightning speed.

Hua Di's eyes instantly widened, his head seemed to be blank, and he seemed to sense the danger, and was ordering his body to quickly perform the dodge action, but his body was out of sync, and there was no response, and the muscles of his whole body were tense, and he stopped, and he didn't know how to flash to the side.

"Be careful!"

Huadi's empty mind suddenly heard the shout of Xiyun, consciousness suddenly returned, and his body regained control, but it was too late, and the tip of the sword was less than two feet away from him.

Xiyun's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and when a violent murderous intent suddenly erupted behind the pit, he realized that the sense of urgency in his heart was actually because of danger. He instantly increased his speed, and his body turned into a wisp of smoke, but the black sword was too fast, and he found that he didn't have time to stop the black sword.

Just as the black sword was about to pierce the heart of the flower flute, there was a "snap", the purple shadow flashed, and the purple bamboo hit the flower flute's left shoulder, knocking him to the right.

The owner of the black sword didn't seem to expect this situation, the tip of the sword missed the heart of the flower flute, but his martial arts were superb, and the blade of the sword trembled, leaving a wound of nearly a foot on the lower part of the flower flute's shoulder, and blood rushed out.

Hua Di screamed in pain, but he knew that his life had been saved, and he couldn't help but be grateful to the little monk.

Xiyun continued to rush forward under his feet, with a flick of his wrist, Zizhu folded, and swept forward, and two phantoms appeared in an instant, pointing at the shining eyes of the black sword master.

Those eyes were fearless, a sword cut the flower flute, and with a backhand, he moved to the right side of Zizhu, slashing downwards and slashing Xiyun's wrist.

Xiyun was still waiting to stop him with stickiness, but unexpectedly, the inner diameter of the person was extremely strong, and as soon as the black sword touched Zizhu, his arm was shocked, and he couldn't stick to it, and when he saw the long sword coming, he immediately stepped under his feet, and the advancing figure came out incredibly.

The black sword master's eyes flashed with amazement, such light skills were comparable to flying birds.

"Snort" The strong wind broke through the air, Xiyun returned to the road and was out of danger, his face changed greatly, he didn't have time to think about it, his straight upside-down figure immediately fell to the right, his back hurt, his clothes were torn, blood gushed out, and he immediately kicked under his feet and jumped to the right.

On the other side, the situation of the flower flute was also critical, Xiyun made his body crooked to the right, and his left arm was hit by a sword, but he finally eased up in one breath, but unexpectedly, the yellow-shirted man squatting on the ground suddenly rolled forward, and a cold light flew out quickly under him, and he only had time to erect a green bamboo to block, but a sword was cut off, and the blade of the sword swung horizontally towards his abdomen.

The flower flute is unavoidable, unstoppable, but this sword is about to cut itself in the waist, and suddenly the back of the neck is tight, and it is carried out by Xiyun, and the left thigh is still cold, and a bloody mouth is cracked.

This fight was just an instant, and for the first time, Xiyun felt that his life was so close to death, and because of the urging of death, he felt the surging of life more deeply.

Huadi almost died twice, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she swept her eyes around, glared at He Chongrui fiercely, and said "Okay!"

In the rainstorm, He Chongrui could still feel the bitter hatred in his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold - he must be eliminated tonight, otherwise it will be difficult to sleep and eat in the future.

Hua Di looked at the owner of the black sword and said, "What grievances do you have with me?" This person has the highest martial arts among the three, and the first sword almost killed him.

He didn't know what was going on in the town, and he didn't know that he had become a scapegoat.

This poisonous plan is interlocking, and Zhou Yixin blames Huadi for the killing of Zhang Fenhua and Zhu Lizhen step by step. He cooperated with Wang Jin to frame him, and He Chongrui lured Huadi away from the theater, so that Huadi lost the last chance to confess. Combined with the strength of Zhong Hengling's three people, the flower flute and the little monk were killed here, and there was no proof of death.

Flawless, without flaws, now only the last step is to kill the flower flute and the little monk.

The owner of the black sword is covered in yellow mud, which is Zhong Hengling. This is also a perfect ambush, the grave digging behavior makes the flower flute lose its cool, Zhong Hengling is trapped in the yellow mud with the dignity of the head of the house to sneak attack, and He Chongrui is flanked in the back, which can be described as flawless. It's just that they didn't expect that such a perfect ambush would only injure two people, but they couldn't kill them immediately.

The ambush plan originally included Bai Ying'er, a famous master, because of Bai Ying'er's relationship, Zhong Hengling arranged it so carefully, but he didn't expect Bai Ying'er to come, and the results were still unsatisfactory.

Zhong Hengling said: "Where is the white shadow?"

He Chongrui said: "He is already gone." ”

Seeing that they formed an encirclement, but they were not in a hurry to attack, they couldn't help but be surprised, and suddenly thought of a little, immediately glanced at their arms and thighs, and changed color: "The sword is poisonous!" The wound was washed white by the torrential rain, and the blood could not see the color clearly, but the wound was not painful at all, and there was no doubt that it was poisoned.

Zhong Hengling smiled: "Yes, you are not stupid. But he looked at Xiyun. Compared with Hua Di, he is more taboo about this young little monk, and he can save Hua Di's life twice in such a desperate situation, and this quality of adaptability, calmness, and judging the situation is particularly shocking.

If Zhong Hengling knew what the little monk was thinking in his head now, he would definitely vomit a lot of blood.

Xiyun was thinking, it turned out that a duel and a deliberate killing were not the same thing at all, and Guo Da and Zhang Fenhua fought so many moves, and the fight was so exciting, and neither side was injured, but at this time, but after one or two moves, he almost lost his life.

Huadi and Xiyun were back to back, and said in a low voice: "Do it, we have to kill it as soon as possible and force the poison to heal." ”

Xiyun said: "I want to kill them, they have an antidote on them." ”

His voice was plain and bland, but the sound of the rainstorm was steadily and slowly sent into the ears of Zhong Hengling and the three of them, as if he was just saying something as simple as "I want to drink water", but as soon as the voice entered his ears, Zhong Hengling and the three of them all had a terrifying scene in their minds that they were killed by the little monk, and they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts, and their whole bodies were chilled.

And at this moment, Xiyun made a move.

"Snort" a sharp sound, the purple bamboo broke through the air, suddenly gone, negligent and returned, the purple shadow passed, the rain curtain stagnated, the purple shadow dissipated, and the rain curtain covered again.

The five of them stood still, as if nothing had happened, and the flute didn't even feel the person behind it move, but the sharp sound still lingered in the valley.

Zhong Hengling glanced at He Chongrui on the right, and then looked to the left, the yellow-shirted man suddenly fell straight back, his body hit the ground, and his heart suddenly soared three blood arrows in a row, the first was three feet high, the second was two feet high, and the third one foot high.