There were other voices in the wind, Yan Wushuang reacted slowly, Gao Huanshan ran to her side, his wrist turned, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and he slashed down a black iron nail-like hidden weapon.

At this moment, Yan Wushuang shouted: "Be careful!" The long sword that had already been held in his hand made a move to "merge" the sword momentum. This trick is used, and there are 7749 kinds of changes from beginning to end, and each change complements each other.

A demonic wind turned from the right. Gao Huanshan held a knife in his right hand, and his left side was suddenly attacked, and he raised his left palm, and his palm was touched. It was very light, and when I looked at it, I saw a person covered in darkness floating backwards in front of me. The repulsion caused by the collision of palms was not great, but the man was like a kite flying against the wind, not only retreating far, but also rising high. In addition, the arms are straight, and the wide sleeves are all spread under the ribs, and the waves are flying, like a huge animal.

"Bats!" Gao Huanshan and his men shouted.

Yan Wushuang also saw that the black bat wings showed a long red strip pattern.

"It's a blood bat!" Yan Wushuang exclaimed.

As soon as the blood bat comes out, it is necessary to see blood.

Before they could tremble, a black nail-shaped hidden weapon spontaneously rolled on the mountain. Rolling at the feet of the generals and soldiers, they exploded one after another, turning into spheres like sea urchins.

The Blood Bat reappeared, and the "Sea Urchin Ball" followed him in a circle around the enemy.

Whoever moves the Sea Urchin Ball will attack it in swarm along with the other Sea Urchin Balls. The soldier who did this stupid thing at the beginning had his face ploughed by dozens of sea urchin balls, rolling on the ground with his face covered, dripping with blood, and the rotten flesh fell to the ground, which was miserable.

Yan Wushuang squeezed Gao Huanshan: "What should I do, what should I do?"

Gao Huanshan said angrily: "How do I know?"

The dense sea urchin ball is trained in a straight line, forming a large circle around the body of the blood bat, spinning and spinning.

Can't beat it!

Gao Huanshan confessed: "Let's run away!"

Yan Wushuang was desperate: "Brother Yitian is still there!"

"That guy won't hurt him!" Gao Huanshan couldn't help but say, and Gao Huanshan dragged Yan Wushuang to run outside the town. Running to the open place, there was a strange laugh of "hehehe" from the valley.

Those who came with Gaohuan Mountain were also soldiers who had charged on the battlefield, and they had not seen much of the tragic situation of the beacon fire and the river of flesh and blood, and they had all seen ten heads and eight times. But the laughter was terrible, from far to near, and after wandering beside the ears, it fluttered and drifted back.

In the early morning, the mountains were filled with green mist, and a burst of birds flew out as if they were frightened.

Flying over their heads and perched on the trees around them, the pulsatilla standing closest to them screamed with its round bird's eyes.

"Ahh

Gao Huanshan and Yan Wushuang hurriedly turned around, but saw a white shadow swaying back into the mist. Two more soldiers fell to the ground. They covered their faces and kept rolling. Gao Huanshan's forehead was bruised, and he ran over and pulled the hand of one of them.

It's just that the eyes are red and swollen, and when you open the eyelids, there is no problem with the eyeballs inside.

But the red and swollen place was very painful, and the two soldiers screamed: "Blind, blind!"

Gao Huanshan had no choice, inserted the knife back, and shouted: "Desperate Valley Lord, Desperate Valley Lord-" Raised his true strength, and his voice was very loud. The mountain peaks passed from mountain to mountain, and the voice of "Desperate Valley Lord, Desperate Valley Lord-" actually spread far, far away.

Come to think of it, inside the Thousand Peaks, that person should also hear it.

However, for a long time, no one paid attention.

The mad laughter was still followed by a flurry of laughter, and a soldier with particularly good eyesight suddenly pointed to a place: "General, look!" When Gao Huanshan looked intently, a blue light interspersed, around the trees on the mountain, quietly disappeared.

It's a man, he is not afraid of death, his head has a big scar off the bowl, but he really can't bear the unknown of life and death.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans continued to drip down on his face, Gao Huanshan raised his knife, clicked for seven miles, and chopped a small tree that had just grown in front of him. After venting, his emotions calmed down slightly, he crossed his hands on his waist, frowned, and finally made a decision.

Looking at Yan Wushuang, his face was expressionless: "I'm leaving." ”

"What?"

Gao Huanshan gathered the team, including the three people whose faces were ploughed and their eyes were red and swollen—he reiterated to Yan Wushuang: "I sent someone here, and now, the prince of Yicheng has been sent to the Valley of Despair." ”

"It's not even in the Valley of Despair!"

"The blood bats have all come out," Gao Huanshan said with open hands, "my people have become like that, they came out with me, they are all my siblings, my brothers." Withdrawing his hand, he was slightly sorry: "I'm sorry, you want Cheng Gongzi, from now on, I will hand it over to you." With that, he stuffed the wooden box that Du Boyang had given him into Yan Wu's hands.

"If you can knock on the door of the town, give them all the money inside. Remember, tell them that they were commissioned by Shanxi businessman Jia Leichong. You must understand this!" Gao Huanshan finished explaining the last sentence and took his own people out of Zangjian Mountain.

Yan Wushuang ran back to the town, and on the street, the soft bed was still there. ran over, and Cheng Yitian, who was lying on it, still had his eyes closed. Probe the sniff, it's okay, the person is still alive. It's just that no matter how much you slap it, it didn't make him react at all.

Yan Wushuang was alone, and he couldn't take him out of here at all. I had to stand up, hold the wooden box, and go from house to house and slap on the doors that were suddenly closed.

"Bang Bang!"

Yan Wushuang ignored the presence of Miss Qianjin, and took the trouble to shout: "Is there anyone?" "Is there anyone?" "Is there anyone?"

Photographed all the shops in the whole town, and Qianqianyu's hands, ten fingers and palms, were all swollen.

Yan Wushuang squatted beside Cheng Yitian, tears falling on his body one by one. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she choked up, "I was supposed to save you, but I made things worse." Standing up suddenly, she also learned from Gao Huanshan's previous practice, and shouted loudly in the direction of Qianzhong Peak: "Desperate Valley Lord-Desperate Valley Lord-"

Let the voice be transmitted far away, and then, she knelt on the ground with a "poof", kowtowed three times on the spot, stood up, took a few steps forward, knelt down, and kowtowed.

Brother Yitian is placed in this town, and absolutely none of the people from other factions have the courage to come and make a mistake.

Yan Wushuang planned to kowtow all the way to the mountains.

The streets of the town grew up for half a mile, and after knocking this street, Yan Wushuang's forehead was blurred with flesh and blood. She is really an upright and stubborn girl, even if she knocks herself to death here, she has to sit down as she thought at the beginning.

The men in black, white, and blue flashed one after another, as if she didn't see them.

really knocked into the mountain like this, Yan Wushuang's face was covered with blood, his head was dizzy, and when he stood up, his legs were weak, and he fell headlong in the grass.

I don't know how long it took for my consciousness to slowly awaken. When she woke up, she not only had a headache in her forehead, but also pain in her hands and knees, and the bones in her whole body were scattered.

Hey, when did the river appear nearby?

Barely supporting himself to get up, Yan Wushuang walked a few steps to the side where the voice came, ah, I saw a good open river, and the picture scroll was spread out in front of him.

There are green mountains around, and there are several small Tingzhou in the middle of the river. Reflecting the green water of the river, it looks like a fine emerald from a distance. After running, I felt that the river was so clear.

A tired body with a natural preference for water. Yan Wushuang forgot about the things around him, squatted down, scooped water with both hands, and poured more than a dozen mouthfuls into his mouth.

The cool water of the river entered the throat, and the whole person seemed to be resurrected with full blood.

The stomach was not angry and "gurgling", Yan Wushuang still thought that the feeling at this moment was really much better than just now.

There was another "bang", Yan Wushuang was taken aback, and then he woke up. Turning his face, a white fish was pulled by the fishing line and flew out of the river.

A middle-aged man dressed in coarse cloth caught a fish, took it off the hook, and threw it into a bamboo basket next to it that was immersed in water.

Yan Wushuang turned around and slipped out a long distance, lying behind a clump of coconut white, came back to his senses, broke open the long leaves of the white and then looked there carefully.

Different from the man in black, white, and blue, this middle-aged man has a short beard on his lips and a clear face, which is very normal.

Have you already left the Valley of Despair?

No, it won't!

Before she fainted, she had obviously entered the Thousand Peaks.

That's right—

Yan Wushuang remembered a very important question again, where was the road he was on before he fainted?

She hadn't seen a single edge of the river before, who brought her here?

Thinking that Brother Yitian was still left in the town, she quickly got up and turned around and ran. panicked, unsteady under his feet, and fell several times along the way. The last heel is to roll down the dirt slope that I just climbed in the other direction.

Grunt grunt –

It's been a long time!

The stomach just hit a big rock, and the girl who was beaten by Yan Wushuang was also going to be knocked unconscious.

There was a burst of blackness in front of him, and Yan Wushuang covered his stomach and bent down on the ground. One hand grabbed her arm, and then, as if the clouds were flying through the mist, she stood up. Yan Wushuang felt that someone was carrying her, and after a while, her feet landed again.

A round thing was shoved into her hand.

Yan Wushuang didn't even think about it, so he stuffed it into his mouth and gnawed it indiscriminately. Choked and stretched her neck, the image of the eldest lady fell to the ground, and Yan Wuliang eased up again. A bowl of water was placed on the table that suddenly appeared in front of her, and she took it up and drank it. After eating and drinking, the pain in her body was completely real, and she sighed and looked around.

A few big elm trees, a few thatched houses, and thick rapeseed oil paint crowded the front half of the yard, and the rest was half pulled, a bluestone table, and a few bluestone benches, which constituted the mountain family in her eyes.

The middle-aged man who was fishing also brought a bowl of water himself, and ate and drank a plate of fish and meat dumplings.

Yan Wushuang was dumbfounded and looked at all this for a long time, and then stammered: "This, this, this- what is this place?"

"There are no mountain boundaries. The middle-aged man said coldly. Seeing that Yan Wushuang didn't understand, he added an explanation: "This is what you often call the Valley of Desperation. ”

With a scream, Yan Wushuang crawled out of the distance.

Far enough away, Yan Wushuang trembled and slurred his speech: "You, you, you...... You're—"

The middle-aged man sneered.

"White beggars?"

The middle-aged man nodded.

Yan Wushuang's eyes were closed, and he couldn't wait to pull out his sword at the moment, not to attack, he just wanted to stab himself to death with a sword.

For her sweetheart to come to Hidden Sword Mountain, it was already the limit she expected she could reach.

How can you really come face to face with this legendary killer demon king?

In the rumored top 100 list, Daddy is only ranked sixth, and this killer is ranked first.

What if he knew that he was the daughter of the owner of the Sword Village? What if he got angry and killed Shangguan Jiannan's daughter and the people Shangguan Jiannan's daughter liked?

There seemed to be something in front of him, Yan Wushuang closed his eyes tightly, and used all his strength to open a small slit. I saw a pair of black cloth shoes, with robes made of coarse cloth on them. Further up, a hemp rope girdles, and finally the face of the white beggar.

She suddenly remembered something and touched it everywhere.

With a "bang", the wooden box that Gao Huanshan threw to her was thrown to the ground.

When you open it, there should be no missing silver ticket inside.

"That ......" Yan Wushuang suddenly felt that she might cause a misunderstanding, and she also found that it was really indecent to sit on the ground, so she hurriedly got up and explained: "My ...... No...... I just wanted to ask—"

"Whatever you want to ask, just ask while I'm still interested in answering you. ”

"Uh......" Yan Wushuang couldn't help but reach out and brush the hair on his sideburns, took a deep breath, and then said, "You...... Shouldn't it be...... That," he pondered for a moment, then spit it out, "isn't it poor?"

If you see each other, you will get a box of silver tickets, and the owner of the Desperate Valley should be rich.

Bai Qi smiled coldly and asked her, "What do you think the Valley of Desperation should look like?"

"At the very least, there will be a few big houses, and," she said, glancing at him quickly, "you should be more elaborate in your attire." ”

This made Bai Qi laugh a few times sincerely.

The friendly attitude of the other party made Yan Wushuang a lot easier, the tension was still there, but the fear gradually subsided.

She chatted with Bai Qi: "People on the rivers and lakes say that you have come and gone without a trace, no matter who you are, as long as you use force, you are definitely not your opponent." After a pause, he asked nervously, "Will you kill me?"

The white beggar said, "If someone pays me enough." ”

Yan Wushuang opened a plump and lovely little mouth, closed it for a long time, flattened it, and showed an aggrieved expression.

Bai begged and said, "That young man in Fuling Town, you brought it?"

Yan Wushuang shook his head: "It was sent by a general surnamed 'Gao' in the capital. ”

"Delivered to me?"

"Hmm!" Yan Wushuang remembered Gao Huanshan's instructions, and hurriedly said: "He is entrusted by someone, and the person who entrusted him is Shanxi businessman Jia Lei Chong!"

At first, Bai Qi did not say anything special. After a while, Bai Qi's eyes suddenly widened. The wide-eyed Desperate Valley Lord, the murderous aura was like the weapon he was carrying, and he couldn't help but spray from all over his body in all directions.

Yan Wushuang's heart was beating "bang".

Bai beggar turned around. Waiting for Yan Wushuang to catch up with him two steps, he who was still in front of him disappeared in an instant like a mist under the scorching sun.

Leaving Yan Wushuang to call out loudly: "Lord White Valley, Lord White Valley?" While the headless flies were spinning around, they were shocked and scared.