The next morning he went to the study again, but found Veran sleeping soundly at the foot of the steps, and the piano and sword were still in place. He had a hint of luck and galloped to Zhuyuan, but still no one had seen Chu Tao.

The bamboo shadow is swaying, and the leaves are swaying. In the depths of the bamboo forest, the sword formation training of the swordsmen was still the same, and Liu Siren greeted him gently. None of them knew about yesterday. In the evening, seeing the sunset, Chu Tao still did not come back. Wang Hong only felt that his heart gradually sank with the setting sun, sinking into the bottomless darkness.

Chu Tao may really have an accident. Such thoughts haunted him like a demon, and there was no way to get rid of it.

The house where Feng Ruohan originally lived was now where Chu Tao lived, and there was a huge map hanging in the room, which occupied the wall, marking all the movements of the white-clothed holy envoys he had detected, as well as the arrangements of all the rangers under the black stone cliff. There was a thick wad of paper spread out on the table, all of which were drawings of the sword formation changes he had drawn for the rangers. There was also a neatly arranged pile of letters, messages from the Ranger that he had read, the latest dated the night before. As for his reply, it was sent away early yesterday morning. On the corner of the table, the golden seal of the head of the Feather Sword Sect was placed quietly, as if everything was still waiting for the master to return.

The knock on the door suddenly sounded: Wang Hong was excited, but when he opened the door, it was the end: "When will Master Chu come back?"

Wang Hong suddenly found that over the years, the child had grown a lot taller, and there was no need to deliberately bend down and lean over to talk to him. "What are you looking for him?"

"I have practiced the trick he taught me a few days ago. Early yesterday morning, he promised me that when the Blackstone Cliff patrol came back, he would instruct me on sword moves. But I didn't see him all day yesterday, so where did he go today?"

Wang Hong couldn't answer, and patted his immature shoulder: "There are many things to do to prepare for war." He'll be back. I'll remind him as soon as I get back. ”

Mo'er's eyes suddenly darkened: "But he never misses his promise." The words of frustration suddenly crashed into Wang Hong's heart: Chu Tao, who has regarded credibility as more important than his life, couldn't take care of the agreement with Mo'er because of some urgent matter?

"It's not just Mo'er who is waiting for him, Lao Wang. As soon as Mo'er left, Liu Siren came in. He deliberately closed the door before saying, "The young master originally said that he would see the completion of the sword formation yesterday afternoon, and I waited for him for an afternoon, plus a whole day today." You've been in a state of silence all day, has something happened to the young master? Where are the others?"

Liu Siren's intuition is sometimes terrifyingly accurate.

Wang Hong was about to explain, when he heard the scholar scolding and walked through the courtyard: "How can this be reasonable, how can this be reasonable! Are these people crazy?"

"What's the commotion?" the two immediately chased out.

As soon as the scholar spoke, he gushed endlessly like a crossbow: "Last night, a few bastards came from the Ning Xiang Pavilion out of nowhere, saying that the head of Chu was forced by the Qin and Qi families to ask for guilt, and committed suicide on the top of the black stone cliff, and the Feather Sword Sect was already preparing for a funeral! As a result, everyone on the street today is spreading about Qi Heng's. The rangers said that they saw Master Chu taking Doctor Li to inspect the Black Stone Cliff early yesterday morning, but something happened after someone said something. Jiang Ye's people were simply afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so they followed the coaxing, saying that the leader of the South Bank Alliance was the same and it was time to change people. The great enemy is still confusing people's hearts! I'm here to find Master Chu and let him take care of these ungrateful things!"

"Fear of sin and commit suicide, they can figure it out!" Liu Siren, who was naturally good-tempered, also became angry, "Why did such a petty person come from, isn't it a curse deliberately placed by the white-clothed holy envoy to deceive no one on my south bank?"

Only Wang Hong's face was clear.

Shi Yu heard the scholar's words, and also came over to complain: "No wonder Jiang Ye came to the dart bureau today to probe my tone, and asked me about the business of the dart bureau on the surface, and when he asked, he talked about the injury of the head of Chu." I only told him that he was all right, and wondered why he was a little lost. Now it seems that there must be a reason for the groundless wind!"

"Where is the presence?" Wang Hong saw Shiyu and hurriedly asked.

Shi Yu was puzzled: "Last night, I was told that the head of Chu sent him to go on a long trip, holding half a piece of purple jade order, and he didn't pack his luggage, so he boarded the boat and left." What's wrong Uncle Wang, your face is very bad. ”

Wang Hong only felt a churn in his heart. He gradually realized that since the Ziyu Order had been entrusted to him, maybe his young master would not return to this courtyard in the short term, and everything else in the future must be decided by him. He had to come to terms with that fact. As for what exactly happened, it is not clear for the time being. He seemed to have returned to the night of Chu Yuan's assassination. No, it could be worse than that. At that time, there was still fourteen-year-old Chu Tao standing side by side with him, and the young man who was not afraid of heaven and earth was in tears, and at the same time shouldered all the responsibilities, so that no one dared to mention the word fear. And today, this young man is actually gone, and he is the only one left, and the six gods are ownerless, facing the danger of being swallowed up by them.

People's hearts must not be disturbed, and someone must stand up. Wang Hong knows the truth.

"It's nothing," Wang Hong had never made up a lie so confidently, "The boss has worked too hard these days, and the old wound has been committed again." I told him that he had to go elsewhere to recuperate, and he quarreled with me...... You haven't seen him get angry, this kid, when he has a hard temper, he doesn't lose to Xie Junhe. For so many years, I have been used to being angry. He pretended to smile lightly, and took out half of the purple jade in his arms: "When I came, he threw the purple jade order to me and let me watch it." It's like he can't hold it without him. ”

Everyone looked at each other silently, and then felt a little relieved.

"It's a good thing that he's finally willing to recuperate. Liu Siren sighed thoughtfully.

Duan Shiyu laughed easily: "Uncle Wang, your face just now startled me! Blackstone Cliff will be fine!"

The scholar booed: "Understood, keep it secret." Everything is arranged by Uncle Wang. ”

With the support, Wang Hong felt a little confident. He swept the purple jade order in his hand: Seeing the purple jade is like seeing the master, this is the rule. How many years had he been in the Black Rock Cliff? It was so long that he couldn't even remember it clearly, and it was so long that he thought that the Feather Chasing Sword Sect was all he had in life. However, the Purple Jade Order had never been used so freely.

"Shiyu, the Chu family is weak, and the young lady takes care of it. ”

"Command!"

"Lao Liu, you and the scholar lead people out of the Bamboo Garden and retreat to the east entrance of Zizhu Valley-Lao Liu, and the sword array will be entrusted to you to command. ”

"Command!"

"Ling Yuansheng is in Bilian Continent, Junhe is in the waterway, I will go to the top of the Black Stone Cliff, there should be a ranger to answer there. ”

"What about me, Uncle Wang?" Mo'er didn't know when he came closer.

"You come with me to the Black Rock Cliff. ”

"Command!"

He looked at the darkening starry sky, and secretly clenched the purple jade order in his hand: "Young master, Wang Hong received the order: in this life and here, one life is tied to each other, defend the land and resist the enemy, although there is no regret in death." ”

He went back to the room and carefully read the dense annotations on the map on the wall, recalling the arrangement entrusted to him by Chu Tao bit by bit, trying to get closer to the original intention, leaving him little time. But he had to read every bit of information left by Chu Tao in a limited time.

Until the end of the night, the man is determined.

The entire Black Rock Cliff was asleep, and so were the swordsmen. Only a few night watchmen paced with their lamps in their hands, listening to the wind and the chirping of insects.

Suddenly, a spark of fire appeared from the top of the black stone cliff. The glimmer of light flickered a few times in the heights, then ignited into a ball of fire, and then spread rapidly, and in an instant thick smoke billowed and flames turned into a sea of fire. As long as you look up, you can see the red sky - as if the sky is burning. The firelight outlined the entire Blackstone Cliff.

"When!when!" The cacophony of gongs suddenly resounded in the sky—not in one place, but in many places where the night watchmen sounded the sirens at the same time, as if the whole earth was shaking with the gongs and drums, so that it could be heard clearly from the river.

Wang Hong pushed the door out, and the long sword was unsheathed on the bamboo garden field, lined up neatly.

Someone lit a beacon fire at the top of the Black Rock Cliff.

Who is it? Chu Tao? Wang Hong was shocked. Who else could there be?

The swordsmen didn't think about it so much, they only knew one thing: once the order sounded, it meant that the white-clothed holy envoy was only separated from them by a mountain ridge.

Liu Siren was already standing in front of the team and exchanged glances with Wang Hong. As soon as he rode the pegasus, he was gone.

With a "poof", the slender Shura knife came out of its sheath. The voice of vicissitudes stood firmly in the night sky: "Only today!"

Only today! The remaining exactly sixty-four swordsmen rushed to the east entrance of the valley to take their places.

The silent valley only listens to the wind whining through the bamboo forest. In the darkness, ghostly white shadows swept through the air from the extreme distance, one after another, whistling, ethereal, coming from the bamboo forest, and throwing themselves into the bamboo forest.

Liu Siren booed and alerted, and the swordsmen curled up behind rocks or in the bushes like rocks.

The white shadow approached, and a long whistle sounded into the sky. On the other side of the bamboo forest, the sound of small footsteps rustling over the blades of grass. There were dozens, but more than that, the sound gradually became louder, as if hundreds of people were stepping on it at the same time. Also, the long shadows that leaped from the mountains, lightly, in wide robes, like a flock of geese, landed one after another and merged into it.

The trickle of water converges into a river, and after a while, the strange laughter is heavy, and the weapons are beautiful, filling the whole valley.

"Who made a nest here?

"This place is much more comfortable than the Beacon Fire Ridge with poor mountains and bad waters!"

They seem to have broken into the bamboo garden: "Have all the people run away?"

"The boss is dead, can you not run? haha......"

"Then set it on fire!"

The torches immediately ignited the thatch, and choking smoke rose from the bamboo house, and in an instant, the flames rushed straight out, encircling and engulfing the entire bamboo garden. In the firelight, white shadows flickered, and hideous faces shouted or laughed or jumped, leaning forward and back, hugging forward and back, as if using this bamboo house as a bonfire.

The flames lit up the swordsmen's faces. Seeing the gathering of enemies ten times his size, the scholar shuddered in horror. Liu Siren pressed his shoulder on his side. Since it was the arrangement left by Chu Tao, the only way to believe in him is to believe in him!

I heard a loud bang, and at the end of the distant bamboo forest, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the boulders fell from the sky, rumbling at the mouth of the valley, sealing the mountain road. The white shadows immediately became agitated.

The Shura knife suddenly broke through the wind, and unsuspectingly, the nearest white shadow actually split in two. The white-clothed envoy had not yet noticed. The blood reflected the firelight, and the Shura knife shone brightly, as if it was a demon from hell: "Kill!"

The sound of killing immediately flooded the valley. The scholar closed his eyes fiercely, and then rushed forward in formation.

The smell of blood grew heavier and heavier in the air.