"lady….."

"Hmm?" Xifu blinked his eyes and looked at the man beside him in confusion.

Facing the red glow's silver hair, it was a little weird. The man stroked Xifu's hair and kissed her gently on her forehead. Qingyun was very gentle, "Close your eyes, it's a bit dirty, my husband doesn't want you to see it."

"Um!"

Xifu smiled brightly, slowly closed her eyes towards the setting sun, and the sound of clothes whistling beside her ears. A breeze blew across with a familiar smell, which made her feel very relieved.

As long as her husband is by her side, she feels nothing is too scared.

.....

The sunset in the wine shop next to the mountain road is as bloody as the setting sun.

The black and gold robe seemed too deep in the peaceful sunset. The crows were chirping loudly in the distance of the mountains and forests. The thirteen people in the wine shop held their weapons and breathed heavily. The palm that the man just displayed was still fresh in memory. When you come here, you can imagine the pressure you brought to them.

They wanted to leave, but outside the restaurant, the man with a thorn mark on his face stopped him with a long spear. Finally, the man with silver hair came over. His face was very cold and his voice was even colder.

"My wife, kind-hearted and pure... and you are so dirty." Bai Muqiu's steps were getting closer and faster, and his murderous intent was awe-inspiring in his words. Recently, a disciple of the Heavy Sword Sect felt that the pressure was very heavy, and he was panting, and he could not suppress the heavy sword and rushed over.

The heavy sword slashed horizontally and cut directly over, while the person on the opposite side was still walking, without stopping hesitation. Lin Chong was anxious and swung his spear to snatch it up, and said anxiously: "Sir Admiral..."

Bang—

The sword edge slashed up, but a hard sound came out. The silver-haired figure actually walked over to the sword edge of the heavy sword. Suddenly, everyone felt the hair standing up. The figure suddenly stretched out a hand and pinched the neck of the disciple of the heavy sword sect, so fast that they couldn't react.

"Let go of my junior brother-I will kill you!"

At this time, the person who had reacted immediately raised the heavy sword and slashed it. The sword was taken by the other party halfway through, and then another snap. Bai Muqiu flipped his palm and slapped the sword body, then slapped it, rolled, and cut into a wooden pillar in the wine shop. The hand that stretched out spread out and covered the face of the second disciple of the heavy sword.

In between two breaths, the dust settles.

"When it comes to killing people, the people I have killed directly and indirectly are more than you and even the sects behind you, even the generations, combined."

He said in a plain tone, walking slowly, dragging two struggling people in his hands.

The black began to spread on their faces, followed by a violent tremor, and the plasma began to soak out from the mouths, ears, nostrils, and even the clothes of the two. Finally, slowly, even the plasma turned black.

——Dong!

The two bodies stopped moving, fell to the ground and their hair was weak, with bloodshot cheekbones exposed on both sides of their cheeks. Even if the remaining eleven people reacted, they were already lying on their feet and hands. The leading young man in the heavy sword sect shouted: "Who are you? Do you know that you just killed someone from my 'Holy' sword sect?"

Her white fingers were covered with blood, dripping all the way. When the young man from the Chongjian Sect said that just now, he suddenly felt his sight was spinning. The white-haired man rushed in without saying a word. The Northland Rangers also drew his sword and rushed forward, and the four remaining fellow disciples seemed to have rushed forward.

It was not that the young man had never seen blood, but that suddenly came with oppression. He felt suffocated and his brain was a little lacking in oxygen. He didn't believe the other party's nameless person, especially what the man said just now, which was extremely arrogant.

.....

But when he recovered, there was blood in the winery.

A figure flew past his eyes, and his head hit the ground with a slight slam. His head was so broken that it was impossible to see its shape. The surroundings were filled with blood, and the ground was full of corpses and a rotten stench.

Opposite, a slender figure stood there, and there was no trace of blood on the black and gold clothes.

"No...no...it's just a while..."

The young man was so scared that he could no longer lift the heavy sword in his hand. He didn't want to retreat, but his feet began to use his feet. When he joined the heavy sword sect, he suffered a lot and struggled. He just wanted to make his name in the world like the leader, so that everyone respected him and suffered unimaginable hardships.

Now, he felt like a chasing dog, fearing, and then fell down, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and finally picked it up again, remembering his identity, gritting his teeth and holding on.

He raised the heavy sword and slashed at the man in front of him. Bai Muqiu had no expression on his face and did not blink for a moment. Then, he stretched out his finger to clamp the cut sword edge, pulled it, and snatched it to throw it into the sky.

Looking at the young man who was extremely frightened, Bai Muqiu lost interest and turned around and left. There was a woman worth caring on the hillside waiting for him. When he left, his voice was cold and said: "I will let you go a way to live. I will tell you that it is best to remove the word "Saint" and leave the word "Sword Gate". Otherwise, I will visit my door in person in the beginning of May, and then there will be no chickens and dogs left."

--puff

The heavy sword fell and was inserted at the young man's feet, and the sword body buzzed.

....

The sun sets and the sky is dark.

Xifu sat on the horse, looking around, shouting excitedly at the mountains and forests in the distance. Beside him, Bai Muqiu and Lin Chong walked side by side, one asked and the other answered.

Bai Muqiu looked at the mountain and turned his head to ask the person who didn't say much, "Teacher Lin knows who in the world can insert acupuncture into the human body and talk to people in a dream."

"With a needle in the body? Lin has never heard of it." Lin Chong shook his head, then thought for a while, and said, "But maybe someone knows it, but he just doesn't know whether he dies."

"who?"

Lin Chong hesitated for a moment, "'Enyunlong' Gongsun Sheng, when he was in Liangshan, he had average martial arts skills, but he had many tricks, which made people think it was spells. He might know these things that are just sluts."

"Um…."

Bai Muqiu looked at the sunset with only half the sun and took a breath of the cool air from the mountains, "He is not dead. If he contacted Teacher Lin, he can notify me."

Immediately, I looked at Lin Chong and said, "I won't kill him."

The sunset was over, and the three of them and one horse were on the official road at this time.

There, the carriage was ready, Lin Chong bowed and said, "Admiral, Lin is so eager to return home, so he left first."

Bai Muqiu nodded, put down the curtain, sat back on the soft collapse, looking at Xifu who was sleeping on his lap, frowned, but was thinking in his heart who wanted to harm Xifu.

Apart from the third sister, she is probably Xiao Pinger. But she has known her for several years, worked diligently to do things, and never complained about running around, but... her suspicion is the greatest.

In addition, it is the one who is on duty in the inner house, so it may not be surprising that there are ulterior motives among them.

But who is it and what kind of chess game he wants to plan? Bai Muqiu couldn't figure it out for the time being. Outside the curtain, the other end of the mountain, the setting sun, and the last red light disappeared in the crack.

Another night is coming.
Chapter completed!