The noise in the distance started again, and when I turned my eyes, I saw a large group of brightly dressed and horsewhipped slaves, supporting two young men in fresh clothes and angry horses, crashing through the crowd and whistling past. ○

These two people, one with a high crown and a long sword, are heroic, white as snow, proud, and the horse is unattainable, straight to the sky;

Wen Xiaoshao smiled and said: "Oh, Cao Cao Cao is here, the guy with his hat high and his eyes looking at the sky is the second aunt of the 'Murong' family and the deputy leader of the 'Green Alliance' 'covering the sky with one hand' mysterious monologue; ”

Ruoyan's eyes rolled and said, "These aunts of the 'Murong' family have all rushed to the 'Gusu' city, does the son know what happened?"

The weak young man said: "I heard that Murong Xiaowu, the fifth lady of the 'Murong' family, was kidnapped......

The third maid was taken aback and said in surprise: "Who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dare to stab the hornet's nest of the 'Murong family'?!"

The weak young man said: "It is said that the opponent is the behind-the-scenes boss of the 'swarm of bees' and the 'color demon' of the 'Green Dragon Society's protector 'Nine Heavens, Nine Earths and Eighteen Human Demons'. ”

Leng Ruoyan looked at the other party with shiny eyes: "How can Childe understand this matter so clearly?"

The young man smiled lightly: "Because I am the fifth aunt of the 'Murong family' who has not passed through the door, Ye Qiubai." ”

............

The night was miserable, and the stars were scattered in the sky.

In the late autumn season, the sky is full of white frost flowers, the moon sets in the western sky, and occasionally a few crows are heard, which makes people feel even more desolate.

The mountain road is rugged, there are no pedestrians, and the strange trees beside the road are blown by the wind like night demons with teeth and claws, making a strange sound of "swish".

Ye Qiubai walked like flying, galloped for a while, and on the steep ground, his pair of gentle eyes suddenly became sharp, and landed on a strange tree in the corner of the courtyard more than ten zhang away, and the slanted branch seemed to be hanging to see a swarthy thing, swinging left and right with the wind.

Ye Qiubai pressed the hilt of the sword with his white hand and slowly approached-

Ye Qiubai's eyes touched, and he couldn't help but be startled, and his feet that moved forward were already nailed to the ground in astonishment.

Hanging from the tree is a slender old man with a hawk nose and a wide beak, about fifty years old.

This old way was tightly strangled around the neck by a thin and silky soft rope, and hung in the air above the horizontal branches. His goldfish-like eyes protruded from his sockets, his blood-red tongue stretched out of his thick lips, his two long ape-like arms bent inward, and his facial features had been twisted into an extremely terrifying shape

It can be seen that before Lao Dao died, he had suffered a period of extremely unbearable torture and pain.

Ye Qiubai was frightened, he had seen the appearance of the deceased clearly, he had a cold breath, from his back, and he lost his voice and shouted: "Uncle Xuanbai......"

——The deceased turned out to be the second generation of the "Wudang School", one of the four famous "pines, cypresses, turtles and cranes", Xuanbai Daochang!

The "Wudang" faction ranks second in the ranking of the eight major factions of today's martial arts, second only to the "Shaolin faction" of the Wulin Niu Er, and the second generation of "Wudang" people represented by the head of Xuansong, there are also a lot of outstanding figures in this period, among which the elder Xuanhe is willing to be tortured by Chai Ruge and is not afraid of the righteous act of power at the birthday banquet of Yunfeiyang Dragon's head, and he was widely praised by his colleagues a while ago. (See Chapter 11 of the Feast of the Thorny Tiger)

This time, the fifth lady of the "Murong family" was kidnapped by the "Lust Demon" Huanxi Buddha, as the master of the "quasi-aunt" Ye Qiubai, the masters of the "Wudang faction" naturally flocked to the "Gusu" reinforcements from "Hubei", but Ye Qiubai never imagined that their leader, Uncle Xuanbai, would be poisoned and hung in the wilderness.

Ye Qiubai stabilized his grief: "It's the 'Heavenly Silk' of the 'Color Demon'!"

He glanced at his surroundings.

During his gaze, Ye Qiubai found that on the grass on his right, there was a messy trace that had been trampled on.

His heart moved, and he looked into the messy grass with deep vigilance, and walked cautiously towards it.

The smell of blood became heavier and heavier, and Ye Qiubai's heartbeat became more and more intense. After walking less than fifty steps, I was shocked to find two big men in black clothes, lying on the grass on all fours, with five internal organs and intestines, flowing all over the ground, bursting with peculiar smells and nauseating.

The crimson blood was stained with slightly yellowish weeds, and under the hazy starlight, it showed a strange dark purple color.

When I looked closely, I saw that the weapons of the two black-clothed men, a pair of "hook and sickle guns" made of pig iron, were stuck in their respective bellies.

Ye Qiubai said in shock: "It's the 'Green Alliance' that directly belongs to the mysterious monologue's descendants, the 'Golden Hook and Iron Scythe, and the Deadly Double Gun' Peng Yuyan and Peng Yuyan!"

He was secretly awe-inspiring, and he snatched his sword towards the back mountain.

After turning a row of mounds, I saw three bodies in white shirts lying side by side in the rubble.

The three deceased were also tall, with old scars crisscrossing their faces, and each of them had a sharp inverted triangle of blood holes in their chests, and the three curved sabers in their hands were twisted together, like a pile of scrap iron.

Ye Qiubai was excited in his heart: "It is the three major sacrificial wines of the Wind Love Knife 'Knife Handle Society' 'Quick Knife Three Tigers' Bao Jiangdong, Bao Jiangnan, and Bao Jiangbei." ”

Ye Qiubai couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and the moment he turned his head, suddenly, an even more poignant and terrifying picture came into his sight, making him open his mouth wide and unable to make any meaningful sound.

It was a tall and a short figure, two upright figures.

One was a big man with a huge axe, a bearded face and a quail coat, and the other was a short old man in brocade clothes about fifty years old with a black mole on the corner of his mouth with a black mole on his mouth. Both of them carried five small cloth bags on their backs, the difference was that the cloth bags of the quail-clothed man were extremely tattered, while the bags of the old man in brocade clothes were clean and gorgeous.

The two of them obviously had only died a short time ago, but they still maintained the posture of fighting before their lives, and there were strips of blood stains on their bodies, like earthworms, slowly flowing down and seeping into the soil under their feet.

Ye Qiubai took a long breath: "The 'Beggar Gang' talks about the 'Five Bag Elders' in the 'Jiangnan' area, the 'Dirty Clothes Faction' is rich and handsome, and the 'Clean Clothes Faction' is short and poor. ”

The wind blew the night of the "Hanshan Temple" even colder.

The ghosts are towering, the gloomy atmosphere is full, and those strange trees that can't be named are "whoa, whoa" sounded and swayed, like monsters dancing wildly.

Ye Qiubai had goosebumps all over his body, and he slowly retreated backwards in horror......

Suddenly, his backward figure touched a cold thing!

His whole body seemed to be electrocuted, and he suddenly staggered forward—

At this time, Ye Qiubai could already see clearly that it was another elderly woman with goosebumps and wrinkled faces, who was hanged on the crown of a low shrub that was not too tall.

The old woman's toes were only an inch high from the ground, and in front of her feet was a silver dragon cane, with a long crimson tongue stretched out to her lips, and two withered hands like bird's claws stretched out forward, as if she was angry and grabbing people.

At her feet, there were two boulders the size of a millstone, shattered by the blow.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qiubai couldn't help but secretly shake his head, silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and shouted in a low voice: "Oh my God! Nangong Huashu's own aunt, 'Silver Staff Mother-in-law' and 'Nangong Wuyan was also poisoned!"

Ye Qiubai looked around in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "These people have a very weak martial arts, Nangong Mother-in-law and Uncle Xuanbai are even more 'grandmaster' level figures, what kind of person is so hot-hearted, and in order to use such cruel and vicious means to kill them at the same time?"

Ye Qiubai's eyes stared at the cold stars in the sky, and the thoughts in his mind fluctuated.

Suddenly, a voice as cold as the Netherworld said, "Hey, hey, you're the tenth!"

The voice was word-by-word, like a dusk drum and a bell, and like a cold cymbal and cold iron, piercing people's eardrums and causing pain.

Hearing this, Ye Qiubai pressed the sword in his hand, turned around sharply, and said in shock: "'Lust Demon' rejoices in the Buddha!"

Touching his eyes, Ye Qiubai was taken aback!

Under the faint starlight, in the shadows shrouded in the shade of the trees, there was a red-clothed monk who was also like a ghost, his three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife, and his tall body gave off a kind of king that was powerful in the world, and his evil and handsome face was filled with a wild smile.

This monk is really too beautiful and too beautiful!

Ye Qiubai panicked, and even involuntarily said: "What a handsome monk......"

After a little calming down, Ye Qiubai was furious, and suddenly rose: "Obscene monk, hand over Miss Murong, otherwise Ye Mou will let you become a Buddha tonight!"

Huanxi Buddha's face was cold: "Don't say big things to the Buddha, before you, nine people, including your dead ghost uncle Xuanbai, have said similar things to you, and they haven't been sent back to the West by the Buddha yet!"

His figure didn't turn slightly, and the big red robe jumped like fire, already surrounding Ye Qiubai, flying up and down.

Ye Qiu's white palms are like knives, ready to wait.

Huanxi Buddha lightly slapped Ye Qiubai with a palm, the palm momentum was eruditive, there was no strength, and when he slowly pressed to the place in front of him, the palm momentum suddenly changed, pointing to Ye Qiubai's upper, middle and lower three plates of thirty-six fatal points.

His fluttering palm was like a huge net, under the four masks.

Ye Qiubai suddenly felt a sense of dilemma left and right, he hurriedly pressed his mind, his palms were like lightning, and countless arcs were conjured, and his palms were as clear as jade, bringing out a slight sound of wind and clouds.

This move is the "Wudang" mastery "Xingyue Mianzhang" handed down by Xuansong Dao Chang.

The palms of the Buddha of Joy opened and closed suddenly, and a sudden whistling wind, carrying the strength of the mountain and cracking the stones, suddenly surged in.

This "Blue Dragon Society" has few enemies under the big devil, and he is already angry!