Chapter 134: Wind blows

The night was turbulent, and in a blink of an eye the personnel was impermanent.
Shortly after Chu Xiwei left, Duan Heng sat on the spot with his eyes and nose, seemingly motionless, but in fact concerned about the surroundings.
Those who set up the formation, one grass and one tree, one soil and one stone can be traps. He regards this piece of wood as a chessboard, and the layout of the black first, and the piles of the burial palace became white. One side is bright and the other side is dark. These piles have become headless flies, and there is no way out. No matter how many times they walked around Duan Hengshen, they were murderous and awe-inspiring.
But as time went on, these people became more and more unbearable, and he also saw sweat on his forehead.
Be responsive, these four words have always been light and difficult to make. Duan Heng knew that his own power was to trap these desperate men all night long. It was just like a fancy night. When he gritted his teeth, he was about to change. He suddenly heard a loud noise under the cliff, and the land trembles. Lin Zhong Fei birds startled one after another.
That's ... crossing the cave!
Duan Heng's heart jumped, and then two loud noises exploded, and the gust of wind swept through the mountains and almost lifted him.
For a moment of panic, a loophole appeared in the formation. Some people who were not far away from him were seen in the figure of the Burial Soul Palace. They immediately dispersed and surrounded them, and they each found out the hidden weapons and threw them at him.
Between the electric light and the flint, Duan Heng pulled his robe, and then turned around, dancing a common cloth tightly, and sweeping down all the hidden weapons. However, without waiting for Duanheng to relax, the four killers had approached him, two of them beheaded, one of them cut off, one of them cut his legs short, and was about to seal all his escape routes!
Duanheng's foot stepped on the next step, firmly stepped on the blade, leaned all over the body, and all three knives pressed against his back. He turned his body around, his palms broke out, and he held a man with a knife arm, struggling with strength, and attacked four defenses in a blink of an eye, and immediately fell three dead bodies under his feet, and the man who held his arm See blood in the throat.
All four of them died under their desperate moves.
Duan Heng let go of his hand, and he was so anxious that he wanted to rush to Du'edong to see what happened, but the remaining eight killers pressed hard.
In terms of martial arts, Duan Heng is not as good as his two brothers, and even not as good as Duan Yi, who sits in the forgotten peak. His internal strength is not weak, but his moves are not enough, and his brains are used to study the Qimen Dunjia, not tolerating too many swords and guns.
Youdao is "two fists are hard to beat four hands", not to mention that the Soul Palace brought non-trivial people this time. In addition to the eight in front of you, there are others in the forest. Now the formation is broken, and soon That's it. It is difficult for him to kill all these people, and it is not easy to walk. In the end, the contest might be either a loss or a loss.
A killer twitched a whistle in front of his lips. Duan Heng's dark path was not good. A few moments later, ghosts and shadows flashed into the forest, all of them strange and strange, and inserted into the war in a blink of an eye.
Seeing sweat on his forehead, Duan Heng clenched his fingers into fists, but saw the faces of the eight killers in front of him change—they were not their people.
There are ten figures in total, and the head is very short, like a child of the same size as Xie Li. The pale white moonlight leaked through the gap between the leaves, but it showed an old face like orange peel-this is not a child at all, but a dwarf old man.
There was a cold in the killer's eyes, but when the blade flashed, the little old man's figure flickered, but he appeared beside Duan Heng, dragging a long thing in his hand.
Duan Heng smelled the blood, and he looked down at the old man of dwarf, and the other person smiled at him. Duan Heng saw this clearly. The man's hands were broken with his wrists broken. Two fine iron hooks were installed, one of which was hooking a section of intestine.
There was a muffled sound, and the blade fell to the ground. The killer staggered under his feet, and the palm of his hand perceived his upper abdomen. There was an extra mouth where the flesh was rolled, and the intestine was pulled out.
However, this only happened between three steps.
For a while, everyone was frightened, and Duan Heng's eyes flashed with horror: "You are Xiao ..."
"The old ghost is the 'hook soul' of Dongming Valley." The gnome old man's voice was hoarse. He glanced behind him, and commanded his men, "The situation has changed, all killed!"
After a pause, he looked at Duan Heng and said, "The old ghost is instructed by the door master to help the chief, please stay with me for a while!"
Duan Heng's eyebrows were twisted, before he could open his mouth. A glimmer of cold light suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he immediately warned: "Be careful!"
The cold light is a flying knife, coming from the wind, breaking into the air. Seeing the flying knife slamming into the balance, a "ghost" made a decisive decision and pulled out a soft whip to take a hit, but did not shoot down the flying knife, but broke it up.
Under the impact of an external force, the blade was suddenly shot and flew out, but at the fracture of the handle, several silver needles as small as a hair were exploded, turning around in the air and shooting at everyone on the scene!
Compared to the take-off knife, the soft silver needle was almost nowhere to be found in the dark night. The dwarf old man pushed Duanheng immediately and the two fell to the ground, hearing the dull sound of the human body falling from behind.
The needle is poisonous, see the blood to seal the throat!
In a blink of an eye, there were only two of them living, not right ...
The dwarf old man rolled up on the ground like a dwarf melon, two eyeballs not much bigger than Wang Ba's eyes stared at the flying knife.
The mountain breeze killed, but the blade that was just hit by the fly did not land, but was caught by a man's hand, turning between slender fingers, like a silver-winged butterfly landing on the finger.
The figure appeared again in the forest, but the eyes of the gnome old man and Duan Heng were all fixed on the woman who played with the blade.
A beautiful woman, Liu Mei Xing Mu, waist graceful, slender fingers slender like a sliced ​​onion, a pair of eyes shining when she lifts her head, like a coquette in wild wildness.
The intelligence said that Xiao Yangu, who was waiting for Bu Xueyao's response at the foot of the mountain, brought someone here to appear!
"I thought I was here to clean up the miscellaneous fish, but I didn't expect to catch two big heads ..." Xiao Yangu chuckled and turned his eyes around the two of them. "Duan Heng said long? And ... father?" "
The gnome old man was expressionless, and he answered the questions in his heart. He said in secret: it really was him.
The ghost of Baiguimen has always been a simple person. It is the person who is around the old door owner Shen Wuduan. Counting him as a half shadow, but because the hero in the Baiguimen does not ask the source, he enters the cave and looks like he has died once. , Farewell to Qianchen's past, few people know who his surname is, and where he comes from.
He even forgot himself.
Xiao Baishui, the former head of the White Tiger Palace at the Palace of the Souls, has a pair of hands like an iron hook that impermanently restrains the soul. The person who fell between his hands and fingers has never lived.
He is also the most loyal minion of the former palace master Helian Shen, as if his arms are like fingers, so he was cut off his hands on the day when Mi Zongling changed, and he was rescued by Shen Wuwu after falling into the river and fitted with a pair of iron hooks , Changed a new identity and secretly.
Since then, Xiao Baishui has disappeared, and his only daughter, Xiao Yan, has taken over the Baihudian, but he has become a "ghost" in Dongming Valley.
"Dad, since you have been 'dead' for so many years, will you just lie down under the ground? How could you still stay in the shadows and crawl out to continue looking for trouble with us?" Xiao Yangu looked at his father and followed Looking at a mass of rotten meat makes no difference, "This time I die again, but my soul is scattered and I am not saved."
The gnome old man didn't answer her, didn't even take a look, but bumped into the balance. The latter immediately noticed that the two went away and disappeared into the forest in a blink of an eye.
"I want to run, can I run?" Xiao Yan bone hooked at the corner of his mouth, as if drawing a hook on his face, the tip was thin and thin, and the voice suddenly cooled down, "Just chase me and see where they are going. ! "
The words fell, and the men around them chased them all over, but Xiao Yangu folded his waist, looked down at the cliff, smiled unclearly, and jumped down.
Xiao Yan's bone strength is not weak, but it is really difficult to stay flat on this cliff. Fortunately, she was well-prepared, and the sound of the machine in her sleeve sounded, and a silver wire of iron claws popped up, and she used this thing to move on the rock like a spider.
She saw the collapsed opening and saw the blood stains splashed in front of the platform. She frowned, reached out to cover the blood stains with dust, and continued to look down.
After falling like this for a few feet, Xiao Yan's bones were somewhat weak. Suddenly, a hand stretched out without a sound, and rested gently on her throat.
The cold fingers pressed the big veins between the necks. Xiao Yan's bones were cold, and he touched them subconsciously, but he first touched the empty space, and then he touched the fingers of the rotten flesh.
Here is a natural stone platform, there are no more than a foot cave can live in. He Lianyu sat there, aware of the movements above, and suddenly shot when Xiao Yan's bones fell, almost shocked his subordinates.
Rao is so, Xiao Yan bones are also chilling in the back.
She looked at Helian Yu, the silver mask often worn on the palace's face disappeared, her exposed face was pale and bluish, her lips were bloody, but her eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the whole person's breath was like a evil spirit tearing the painted skin, The biting madness, showing her temptation, made her seem to be bitten by the beast and shook her body.
He Lianyu withdrew his right hand, and Xiao Yangu could only see clearly. There were only three fingers left in that hand. The index finger and that had been dug into the eye, punctured the heart, and the was broken. The broken blood was scorched and blurred, shocking. .
Helian Yu smiled gently: "Are you looking good?"
Xiao Yan was shocked, and quickly looked away: "Subordinate offended! Dangerous here, people of all factions in Wuxiang Temple are about to rush, and also invite the palace master to follow me ..."
Helian Yu interrupted her: "Why are you here?"
He stared straight at Xiao Yangu, like a wolf smelling blood, and could bite a piece of meat from this person at any time.
Xiao Yan's bones were numb and he didn't dare to be indifferent at all. He quickly said: "The subordinates received an urgent secret letter of" Hundred Foot "while waiting at the foot of the mountain, which wrote that" Sun Xinfeng appeared in Galan City, and Bai Guimen intervened in Wuxiang Temple " , Lest the palace owner be at a loss, chase it over and catch up with it. "
Helian Yu said unclearly: "You are clever."
There was cold sweat behind Xiao Yan's bones.
He Lianyu said with a smile: "A clever man is like a double-edged sword, which can hurt others as well as others."
Xiao Yangu heard the idea: "The Lord of the Palace is betrayed and sold by the thieves? Who dares to do this? Yan Yan will cramp his skin and hate the Lord of the Palace!"
"You're loyal. It seems that even if I die, I can look away." Helian Yu's face flashed with disappointment, his body loosened, and the tight string finally collapsed, and he couldn't hold it anymore. Woke up.
Xiao Yangu saw clearly that his internal injuries were very heavy, his right hand was almost worn out, and the skills in his body were probably in disorder, indeed ... when the lamp was dry.
Helian Yu coughed a bit of blood and said, "Zhao Bingmo betrayed the Burial Soul Palace. I am suffering a lot now and can only adjust the interest rate here. You take my token to respond to Bu Xueyao, and move in advance Don't call this mother-in-law to be strong first. "
Between his speeches, his left hand trembled on the girdle, felt a blood-stained token, and handed it to Xiao Yangu.
Xiao Yan's bone throat choked up, a layer of cold sweat was already behind her, but her heart was uncontrollably fiery, and her hand was almost reaching out.
However, after all she refrained, bowed her head, and avoided the token. Instead, she unloaded the silver wire of the iron claw in her hand and handed it to He Lianyu, saying: "It is a matter of great importance. The Lord reassures. For the moment not to stay here, the Palace Master will still leave with his subordinates before making plans! "
He Lianyu looked at her with a smile: "Take me, but it will drag you down. This place must have the back hand set by the Hundred Ghost Gates, and I will be afraid that no one can go away."
Xiao Yan said: "If I abandon the palace lord, I can't escape Wei Dianzhu with a sword through my heart when I return to the Zongling Mountain."
He Lianyu shook his head and said: "Your bones, you are only 30 years old, you are still a magnificent age. The rivers and lakes can't be mixed, and you can find a man to marry. Rongshu, Changyun is not easy to find you. "
Xiao Yangu smiled: "The palace master shouldn't make fun of me. I have waited for such a person to live in the stormy weather for a long time. How can I get used to eating rough tea and light rice? All of them are face-saving words of the head-reduced tortoise. When people are in Jianghu, they should be divided into Anjiang people, and thinking of those unrealistic things is to find death. "
"You understand very well." He Lianyu licked the blood from the corners of his lips. "The more chaotic the world is, the more beneficial it is to the talents in the rivers and lakes. Unfortunately, too many fools in this world don't understand and think they can change the peace by themselves. However, from the beginning of the dynasty to the present, when was it safe to live? If you want a good life, you have to fight for it.
Xiao Yan bowed his head and said: "The Central Plains martial arts dragons have no head, so I am today and so stuck in asking about Shanshan. Because of this, the palace master must protect himself, and the burial soul palace has a foundation to live on the rivers and lakes."
He Lianyu stared at her for a moment, and finally took the silver wire, wrapped it around her waist, and threw it back to her.
Xiao Yangu didn't dare to hesitate anymore. She tied the silver wire around herself and climbed down with Herian Yu, but listened to the people behind her pointing: "To the east, there is a path."
She walked according to her words, and she saw a trail hidden in the broken rocks of the mountains, but what made her more concerned was that there was blood splashing on the mountain walls, which had not been completely dried.
"This……"
"He only met a few ghosts of the" Ghost "and sent them to the Lord Yan to report. He Lianyu raised his left hand, and Xiao Yangu finally saw the blood and flesh left in his fingers, which was not Helian at all. Keep your own blood!
His right hand is dead, but his left hand is still there!
He was seriously injured, but he can still do it!
Recalling the appropriate talents, the sentences are all tentative, Xiao Yan's heart is cold, but he no longer dares to hesitate, carrying Helian Yu to escape.
Behind, Helian Yu whispered: "Do not hurry to see Bu Xueyao, you take me ..."