Under the shadow of the same moon, a horse-drawn carriage was driving on the official road on the north shore in the starry night. The driver was a close confidant of the Zhao family, and in the car, Xie Junhe, who was covered in bandages, still had a black face. With the remnant sword in his hand, he didn't dare to relax for a moment. His shoulders were heavy—the sea of snow fell asleep on his shoulders at some point.

Xie Junhe gathered the blanket on her body and gently scratched her nose.

The Qi family's deterrent power is terrifying. Along the way, they kept encountering pursuits, sleeping in the open air, and of course they didn't dare to stay in guest houses, and they didn't even dare to enter restaurants rashly - the Qi family has many eyes and ears, and God knows when one or two dangerous characters will emerge.

During the day, the girl would inevitably pester him to talk as if he had nothing to say, and asked him to tell him interesting things he had encountered on the north shore before, or some of his brother's troubles. At night, as if he never worried about anything, he closed his eyes, wrapped himself in a blanket and slept soundly on his shoulder. Regardless of the bumps in the carriage.

Every night in the dead of night, he couldn't sleep at all: a power lurking in the shadows outside the car was unknown, and he had to guard against it. The second is that the knife wounds on his body are torn and torn people's hearts, and he often grits his teeth and struggles in pain for half a night. As soon as you close your eyes and relax your vigilance, the pain all over your body will come over you. It hurts as if I've gone to the blade and rolled around again.

Tiredness had tormented him to the point of being unable to move an inch.

Suddenly, as if the sky was cracking, the horse neighed and flew its hooves, but at last it could not stand on the ground. Before the driver could shout, an arrow was pierced through his throat. "Bang!" The car sped out of control and sped down the hill, slamming head-on into a boulder and tipping over into pieces. In the rapid jolting and shaking, Xie Junhe took the sea of snow into his arms, only caring about resisting all impacts with his body, as if guarding a treasure.

"How...... Jun and the eldest brother ...... "When Xuehai slowly woke up, he was stunned by the way the body shattered and scattered into fragments.

"It's okay, let's go!" Xie Junhe grabbed her arm and flashed into the depths of the mountain. At the same time, the shouting of killing behind him "woo" blew to his ears with the wind. But Xue Hai clearly saw that the originally plain white bandage on his left arm was already dripping with blood at the moment. "Your wound!" didn't wait for any response from him, only fled with his drag.

As they hurried into the woods, they were immediately approached by a dense shouting behind them, and they were restrained from three sides. Rapid and chaotic breathing, heavy steps, Xie Junhe and her were struggling in the mountains and forests. The muddy and slippery earth stained a pair of embroidered shoes so that they could no longer be seen in their original form. But his hand never let go of his grip on her wrist, and his pace never slowed down for half a minute.

"Junhe...... Eldest brother...... I ......" her chest hurt as if it were exploding, and she was already running with gold stars.

"There! chase!" Shen Yanfei's familiar voice shouted behind him. Xie Junhe had already recognized the shining silver leaf gun in his hand and his slender shadow through the dense forest. At the edge of the dense forest, the stone walls are stacked on top of each other, and the rocks are piled up. Xie Junhe picked up the sea of snow on his back and walked towards the stone wall at the end of the woods.

However, when I got to the bottom of the stone wall, I found that this was a dead end. The tall stones stand in a line, towering and impassable. Under the stone wall, the bones of the forest were piled up on the ground - the dead who were unburied were exposed to the wilderness. A few vultures stood on the dead branches, staring at the ferocious eyes, as if they were looking forward to his death.

Fortunately, there was a mess of stones piled up, which was just enough to accommodate people, and Xie Junhe pushed the snow sea into it. Walking inside, the stone gradually became a grotto, but it was no more than twenty steps deep, and then it suddenly narrowed into a line the size of a finger. "There's no way, Jun and Big Brother ......" Xue Hai's voice trembled in the darkness.

A sneer burst out from outside the cave: "This place is called the Wailing Wall...... How many unjust souls have been put to death here. Xie Junhe, today, you are at the end of a hero!"

Is it really the end of a hero...... Xie Junhe smiled proudly and pushed the sea of snow to the corner. The remnant sword was silently drawn from its scabbard, and the clear blade was facing the light, reflecting Shen Yanfei's slender shadow, flying clothes and his silver leaf spear. The clumping sound of riding boots tapping against the ground was in the same beat as his own heavy heartbeat.

Yan Fei stopped at the corner three paces away from him! It seemed that he had felt the killing intent coming from behind the stone wall. All of a sudden, I couldn't hear any movement. I could only dimly see the shadow on the scabbard smiling sharply.

Shen Yanfei actually came alone? Xie Junhe closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe God is helping, too. As long as this kid dares to take half a step forward, Shi Yan is narrow, and no one is allowed to dodge, and he stabs it with a sword, and the spear in Shen Yanfei's hand is only faster than anyone. Take a gamble and you may have a three-point chance of winning.

A deep voice echoed in the stone: "Brother Xie, I didn't bring anyone here, they went in other directions." ”

The blade of the sword in his hand turned sharply, and a cold air was dazzling, and his eyes were charming. Xie Junhe had already raised his sword and stabbed straight at the "bell", but the blade of the sword was firmly pressed against the barrel of the gun. The barrel of the gun flicked, and in the midst of shaking, the remnant sword just stuck in the stone and could not move. At the same time, the tip of the silver leaf gun was pointed at Xie Junhe's throat.

Xue Hai gasped and hurriedly came out, but was pushed back behind him by Xie Junhe's arm.

Hateful eyes look at each other, light a fire - the Tao is different, not conspiring with each other.

"It's what I owe to Master Chu. Yan Fei took the attitude of an overcomer, held his head high, and gestured the tip of the gun up and down Xie Junhe's throat, "You are really injured a lot, killing you is boring." ”

"The surname Shen...... Kill me if you kind!"

"Do you deserve it? I don't want to ruin my reputation by getting blood on my face for no reason. Shen Yanfei still sneered.

"Humiliate me?"

"Entrusted by men, loyal to people. Yan Fei put away the silver leaf gun and waved his hand to the sea of snow, "Feiye crossing, there is a boat." In half an hour, I'll get my men out. Go east, and no one will stop you. ”

Before Xie Junhe could react, Shen Yanfei had already retreated and shouted loudly to Shi Yanwai: "There is no one here! Where is there any trace?

Xie Junhe and Chu Xuehai were silent in the stone, looking at each other. Who entrusted Shen Yanfei to help them? Could it be that Chu Tao could still move this guy who had betrayed him for ten years? This is absolutely impossible.

There was a violent rise and fall in his chest, Xie Junhe suddenly couldn't support it, and his thin body slowly slid to the ground against the stone wall. Xu is physical strength was too expended just now, Xu was injured when Shen Yan flew out of the sword, Xu is-In short, Xie Junhe knew very well that even a third-rate swordsman could easily take his life now. "You're bleeding again—" Xue Hai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as he stared at the growing red on his bandage.

There was a violent rise and fall in his chest, Xie Junhe suddenly couldn't support it, and his thin body slowly slid to the ground against the stone wall. Xu is physical strength was too expended just now, Xu was injured when Shen Yan flew out of the sword, Xu is-In short, Xie Junhe knew very well that even a third-rate swordsman could easily take his life now. "You're bleeding again—" Xue Hai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as he stared at the growing red on his bandage.

He looked at Xuehai's anxious appearance, and smiled softly: "It's okay girl, when you get to Feiyedu, it's easy to have a boat." "Covered in wounds, he no longer felt pain.

The hand that was wiping his sweat suddenly stopped and withdrew gloomily. "It's all because I ......" Inexplicably, Xuehai became sad, and in an instant, his eyes were full of tears, and he turned to the corner.

"Girl?" Xie Junhe pulled back her shoulders and pulled her back to him, "Don't be stupid, what are you crying about? I'll see your gray wolf brother soon, and you're still crying? Let him laugh when he sees it." ”

"Can't you just let me cry for a while?"

Of course, how to stop people from crying, Xie Junhe has never learned. can only let this half-grown child lie on his shoulders and cry uncontrollably, venting the grievances that have accumulated in his heart for many days.