Cui Xinyue looked at Cui Tiancheng with hatred, and didn't say anything, he was afraid that he would hurt Cui Tiancheng's self-esteem by saying too much; he sighed a few times and silently went to put his clothes and dried fruits on the table on his back, and saw that there happened to be a weapon rack in the room, so he stepped forward and took two knives and gave Cui Tiancheng one; he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and waved his fingers to extinguish the lights in the room.

When there was no movement outside, the uncle and nephew pushed the door out and disappeared into the night.

The two of them cautiously went out of the Taihu Gang rudder, picking up barren and remote places, and on the way, they encountered several groups of patrolling Taihu Gang gangs, and they easily dodged over;

It was actually foggy, Cui Tiancheng was overjoyed, and said: "Second uncle, it's foggy, this is the way for God to help me, and there is no end to it!"

Cui Xinyue nodded, he was also very happy, but he was still very careful, and said: "Whether it's good or bad, we have to wait until we get rid of the sphere of influence of Qianyuanzhuang and Murong Zhuang;

Cui Tiancheng nodded, the pain in his lower body was unbearable, he wanted to rest but couldn't open his mouth, it was still important for the uncle and nephew to escape. When it was dark, Cui Tiancheng screamed miserably. Cui Xinyue turned around like a whirlwind and held Cui Tiancheng with his hands, and said eagerly: "Child, what's wrong with you, child?"

Cui Tiancheng endured it and smiled reluctantly: "Second uncle, don't panic." I'm fine, you better take care of yourself!"

A line of hot tears hung on his face. Cui Tiancheng was brought up by Cui Xinyue since he was a child. A body of martial arts was also taught by Cui Xinyue, although the two of them are called uncles and nephews. But it is the righteousness of father and son. He, Cui Tiancheng, treats Cui Xinyue as his own father in his heart. Now he, Cui Tiancheng, can only swallow his tears in his stomach, and he barely cries.

Cui Xinyue also sighed and continued to walk in front.

Finally, when it was dawn, I could vaguely see the road, but it was only a few feet away. The two of them stopped and looked around carefully, only to find themselves in a forest and rocks in the middle of the mountains, and they were already soaking wet, and the mountain wind was blowing a chill. Cui Tiancheng was even more blue but sweaty, panting.

Cui Xinyue was extremely distressed in his eyes, and he hurriedly beckoned Cui Tiancheng to find a flat place to sit down. Cui Xinyue first took out a few dried fruits from the package and gave them to Cui Tiancheng, and then took out a shirt for Cui Tiancheng to put on.

Cui Xinyue wiped the sweat from his face. smiled: "We also walked for half the night, and it is estimated that there are at least ten miles away, it should be far away from Hangtou Town, let's rest first, this big trouble has finally been passed for us!"

Cui Xinyue also took out the dried fruit and ate it, and cautiously watched the wind and grass around him.

The wilderness was silent, and there was no sound anywhere.

Cui Tiancheng sat there with his head down and gnawed on something and regretted it, the second uncle Cui Xinyue was a generation of celebrities, but because of his collusion with the door of life and death, he suffered so hard now. After suffering such humiliation, is the fame and fortune pursued in this world really so important? Can those people who have killed with a clear conscience really be exonerated by the word "fame"? How many times have he woken up in his dreams, and the bloody scenes in his dreams have been reproduced! Cui Tiancheng himself has also thought about not doing anything for Lin'an anymore, but can Lin'an let himself go? Can what he did in the past be easily wiped out in the rivers and lakes? The door of life and death will never allow him to have the possibility of turning back, and he knows that in fact, what he has chosen is a road of death from which there is no return! How free and easy he was in the Tianshan Mountains in the past, and there will be no more comfortable and quiet days with green mountains and white clouds. Cui Tiancheng secretly went to target Cui Xinyue. The second uncle sat here silently with him, letting the mountain breeze blow caress the other gray hair, the angular face was firm and resolute, and the second uncle's body was thin. He has dark skin and is not very tall. It's just that his eyes are shrewd and gather a kind of majesty, a deep persistence, and a calmness that has been tempered by the wind and frost of the world. Cui Tiancheng sighed secretly, his head hanging lower.

Cui Xinyue glanced back at Cui Tiancheng and said with a smile: "Now we don't have to rush to the road, when the light is bright, let's first recognize the direction and go to the river, and strive to cross the river as soon as possible!

Cui Tiancheng looked up and smiled.

The two were silent. Cui Xinyue doesn't like to talk much.

Suddenly, there was a clear sound of footsteps in the thick fog.

Cui Xinyue's uncle and nephew are Dahe, who will be in this barren mountain and wild mountain at this time, could it be the chasing soldiers? The two of them were busy wielding machetes and glanced at each other. Cui Xinyue shook his hand to signal silence, signaled to find a hidden place to hide, and then probed to watch the changes.

Someone cried out in despair in the mist, and the two listened with their ears pricked up, and their souls were scattered.

But I heard someone shouting in horror: "Cui Tiancheng, where are you Cui Tiancheng? Give me back my life, give me back my life! I have no enmity with you in the past, and I have no grievances in the near future, why do you want to take my life! Cui Tiancheng, I died so bitterly!"

Cui Xinyue glared at Cui Tiancheng. Cui Tiancheng shook his head.

The two waited in silence.

Two people staggered out of the mountain mist, to be precise, two dead bodies, one headless, and the other covered in blood. The two dead bodies did not find any trace of Cui Xinyue's uncle and nephew, and the two ghosts looked in front of them, wailing.

Cui Xinyue's uncle and nephew were terrified, and Cui Xinyue secretly picked up two stones and beat them out.

But when I heard the two pops, the two things didn't react, and they were still screaming and searching in despair.

Cui Tiancheng didn't believe that there were really ghosts in this world, he watched for a while, saw that the two things didn't make any big moves, got up and raised his hand, and shot out the machete in his hand, and the machete pierced through the bloodstained corpse; seeing Cui Tiancheng make a move, he Cui Xinyue couldn't stop, raised his hand, and a stone shot out and hit the headless corpse.

The two corpses fell to the ground and slowly straightened up, slowly turning and groping towards the hiding place of the two, still crying out desolately.

Cui Tiancheng jumped out in annoyance and shouted: "Where did the rats come from, they dare to pretend to be ghosts here to scare your uncle, there is a kind of you let the horse come over to see how I clean you up!"

Cui Xinyue also hurriedly appeared, carrying a knife to protect Cui Tiancheng.

The two monsters saw that Cui Tiancheng and the others were showing up, and they didn't scream anymore, but they just walked over, slapping their chests one by one, squeaking with one tooth, and grabbing their arms in the air.

Cui Tiancheng forcibly lifted his breath and slapped two palms.

The two things drifted away and continued to surround them.

Cui Tiancheng was about to slap again, but Cui Xinyue stretched out his hand to stop, and Cui Xinyue was about to step forward with a knife to quickly solve these two things.

Unexpectedly, an indifferent voice behind him shouted word by word: "Cui Tiancheng, you return my Wen Dayong's life! Today I want you Cui Tiancheng to die well!"

Cui Tiancheng flew out as if he had stung a scorpion, Cui Xinyue also flew up in the air, turned around and stabbed the knife in his chest, and his left hand was holding the qi in his palm, and the flame knife was ready to go, Cui Xinyue fell beside Cui Tiancheng, his eyes were wide and vigilant looking at the man.

With Cui Xinyue's superb skills and nephews, they didn't even notice the sound of this person's approaching footsteps, so this person's light skills can be seen to be extraordinary; what made the two of them even more terrifying and trembling was that the fog was everywhere and they didn't know how many people would lurk in this vicinity, it seemed that the two of them seemed to have fallen into a trap today, and they were destined to be more than lucky!

Look at the person on the other side is indeed Wen Dayong, the owner of the three villages of Qianyuanzhuang, covered in frost, his beard and hair are all white and shrouded in white frost, his eyes are wide but dull, his movements are slow, he jumps, but he falls silently, which is very terrifying and terrifying.

Cui Xinyue glanced at Cui Tiancheng, and said in a trembling voice: "See clearly, but it is indeed Wen Dayong, the owner of his third village?"

Cui Tiancheng shook his head in fear, his face full of doubt. (To be continued......)

PS: After staying for so long, I finally have to cross the hurdle of this 10,000-character unit, which is a big achievement.