Episode 127 All Grass and Trees

Three vigorous figures circled up the winding path. Turning around the weathered rock like an eagle's wing and climbing on a few dry branches, they shuttled through the forest. However, since he stepped on the first step of no return to the valley, Ghost Brake has had a feeling that every step now is between life and death, stepping on the gap as thin as the edge of a razor, and entering and leaving the world for so many years. This is the first time he has had such a strange feeling.

The mountains and forests are silent, and the sky and earth are silent. Only he, Drunken Rasha and Leng Shuang shuttle through the jungle.

How can there be cold frost? Maybe someone will be puzzled. Isn't she a traitor to Yanshatang? Why does it still appear here? All this is due to Yan Moxue's negligence.

Perhaps she is naturally arrogant and can't tolerate anyone betraying her, and naturally she won't let others know about it, so from beginning to end, only a few people know that Leng Shuang has betrayed the Flame Demon Gate, but unfortunately... Ghost Brake and Drunken Rasha are not among those few people.

And when she met Lengshuang in Wuhui Valley, Lengshuang could not guarantee whether the two of them would be suspicious at the beginning, but fortunately, she followed Yan Moxue for many years and also knew her personality, so she made a plan to tell the ghost brake that Yan Moxue first asked her to come here as an inner response, and she was Yan Moxue's confidant. Ghost brake and Drunken Rasha naturally did not When he was suspicious, he obediently followed her around the valley.

I don't know how long they have been silent, but I saw three people constantly shuttled between the jungle and stopped to look at each other from time to time. At this moment, the ghost brake suddenly said, "It's good for Leng Shuang to lead the way here. There is no need to walk with us again to avoid the other party's suspicion."

Cold Frost's face turned white, thinking that it was the ghost who saw something. Ghost brake..."

Gisha looked at her expression, and her voice softened: "Don't think too much, Leng Shuang. I just consider that you are now a man in the valley. It's good that you can take us to find a shortcut up the mountain, so as not to be discovered by the disciples in the valley and expose your identity and lead to the disaster of killing."

Drunken Rasha also fixedly stared at her and nodded, "Gisha is right. Let us find the antidote. You can retreat first."

Leng Shuang frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm not afraid, and I'm also worried about the safety of the master."

Drunken Rasha patted her on the shoulder, and his dark eyes flashed soft light. Leng Shuang, it's good to come here. Sister Yan, let's save it.

"Drunken Lord..." Tears appeared in his eyes, and Leng Shuang pretended to be choked and said, "Okay, it's not too late to save people. Leng Shuang will also think of a way after she goes back."

On the winding path, there were only two figures left. Ghost Brake and Drunken Rasha seemed to have a tacit understanding. They stopped talking and climbed up all the way.

Looking at them gradually disappearing into the foggy mountains and forests, the beautiful face of Leng Shuang gradually became cold and his eyes became sharp. She shook her hair and her red figure rushed down the mountain.

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There is an ambush!

A strange wind came from a distance. At first, it was like a mosquito in the distance. Suddenly, it turned into a wind roar nearby, and suddenly turned into a tsunami under the rage of Tianwei, rolling in. Crisis, murder, sword spirit, intertwined in the drifting fog, suddenly tightening people's nerves.

"Ghost brake, be careful!" The handsome eyes suddenly narrowed, and the soft sword at his waist was pulled out in an instant. The knife flashed and suddenly became steely hard.

The sword flashed with white light in his hand. The ghost brake raised his eyes gently, and the sword was pulled out of its back. Suddenly, the ghost cried and the world changed color.

In this sound that made people feel like a tsunami, several dark shadows suddenly appeared around, like spiritual snakes hidden in rolling dark clouds, and suddenly appeared in the deep fog of the forest. And this fine light is a flashing cold sword held by those people in their hands. The ever-changing dark shadow, with a sad wind, holds a white shining cold sword, and surrounds them tightly in the blink of an eye.

"I'm a disciple of Wuhui Valley." As soon as the ghost brake's words fell, he waved his sword without hesitation. The translucent black coat flew in the forest, and the dead leaves turned into ten thousand remnants of flowers during the fight, and the remnant flowers swirled down like butterflies.

The drunken Rasha in blue is also as strong as a dragon. Even if he is leisurely and elegant, he does not show mercy.

There are more than a dozen masked people, and their martial arts skills are not weak. Soon, their figures shuttled in the grass and trees in the forest. And the skills of Guisha and Zui Rasha are also not slow, and they move straight to the enemy's dead hole.

The sword shines and the black clothes move!

Cold kill and retreat, the sword spirit falls.

Three or four people suddenly besieged at the same time, the ghost brake flew back and turned over, and the sharp sword stabbed out at the same time. The sound of "Bang" was extremely crisp. When he turned around, his clothes fluttered, and the cold light of the knife scratched his skirt. The black coat immediately tore open and blood overflowed.

"Ah..." One of them fell to the ground with a scream. The ghost braked his sword with his backhand and took the opportunity to retreat more than ten feet and put his back against a big tree.

However, the waist was injured in the fierce battle a few days ago. Although the old injury has healed slightly, it began to hurt faintly after this fierce attack.

The pupil shrank, and in the face of the masked man who continued to attack, the ghost brake held the scabbard with his left wrist, and the internal force came out from the tip of the sword. White light flashed around, and in the blink of an eye, all the people who approached were injured by the sword spirit and fell to the ground one after another.

At the same time, several drunken Rasha have also been knocked down, and the smell of blood spread all over the sky.

The remaining masked men saw that the situation was not good, and quickly whistled and quickly disappeared like ghosts.

In the forest, the fallen man was breathless. Guibra held a sword in his right hand and unconsciously touched the wound on his waist with his left hand. His coat was cut by those masked men, so he did not hurt inside, otherwise he would have a new injury. He frowned slightly, thinking that he was really used to being a good man, and it was time to walk more in the world.

"Ghost brake, are you all right?" Seeing that his face was slightly pale, Tieluosha came forward and said with concern.

"It's okay." The ghost brake waved his hand and looked up at the endless path. "I don't know how far it is to reach the peak without return. It seems that there are more crises on the road ahead."

Drunken Rasha also looked extremely solemn and said seriously, "What on earth is this valley owner going to do?" If you want to attack us, you don't have to spend so much trouble; isn't it just to lead us up now?" Although I don't know what the relationship between this Wuhui Valley and the Underworld Gate, the information I got from the Detective of the Flame Demon Gate seems to be the place they are looking for, but there are no way to know how many secrets are hidden here.

Hearing this, the ghost brake tightened his jaw and his eyes were cold. He is testing us! Armed martial arts and psychological attack skills.

Drunken Rasha stared at the ghost brake, and after a while, he turned his eyes to the front road, and his dark eyes twinkled.

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In the depths of the valley, there is a spacious hall. The ground is black marble, and the marble is dark, making the whole hall cold and empty.

The owner of Wuhui Valley wore a black robe and looked tall and strange. Standing under the hall were two injured masked guards in black. One of them arched his hand and said, "Report to the owner of Valley, those two are extremely good at martial arts, and many of our brothers have been killed."

Hearing the words, the owner of Wuhui Valley made a secret sound from his chest, which was extremely cold. Useless things, where have they been now?

"Lord of the Valley, they have arrived at the dark arrow forest!" The masked bodyguard lowered his head, and his injured arm was still dripping with blood. The familiar gear knife mark could only be done by the ghost-controlled sword of the ghost brake.

"Dark Arrow Forest..." Wuhui Valley Lord said these three words lightly, and he waved his sleeves to let the bodyguard retreat first.

"Cold frost, you did a good job this time! They don't doubt you, do they?

Leng Shuang stepped forward and said respectfully, "Lord Gu, don't worry, Yan Rasha didn't tell anyone about his subordinates, so Guisha trusted his subordinates very much."

Hearing the words, the owner of Valley looked at her and sneered, "Trust? Don't look at the ghost brake like this now. He is a hidden figure! Especially the famous cunning and weirdness, you must not take it lightly.

"Yes, Lord Valley!" Leng Shuang's eyes were firm and completely buried all his emotions.

After that, the owner of Wuhui Valley suddenly changed his words and said, "Cold Shuang, you are going to the dark arrow forest now and lead them to the ten thousand caves."

"Wan Cave?" Leng Shuang was stunned and frowned slightly, but she didn't dare to doubt more and answered, "Yes, my subordinates are obeying!"

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The sky is hazy and close to dusk. The shadows of trees are intertwined in the dark arrow forest, and thick yellow leaves are piled up on the ground.

Ghost brake and drunken Ra brake held their breath and alerted all over, step by step, moving forward carefully. The sharp sword was clenched in his hand, and his sharp eyes swept behind each big tree one by one. They heard the wind, but the wind couldn't speak. The sword can't speak, and the sword is speechless. But when the sword moves and the wind rises, this sound can sometimes be regarded as a kind of speech, a speech that is sharper, more terrible and unchangeable than any other word in the world.

Countless dark arrows shot at them with the sound of wind, giving them no room for rebuttal at all. Suddenly, there was a lot of noise in the forest. The sound of wind, swords, and countless arrows and wind intertwined.

"Be careful!" The ghost brake shouted hurriedly and saw black arrows like countless raindrops coming from the sky, from the ground, and from all directions. Like dark clouds, like tides, like evil spirits with the command of hell.

Turn over quickly and lean to the ground. As if dragons soared into the sky, their swords crossed their bodies and protected their bodies with sword spirit, and countless arrows fell one after another.

The yellow leaves were lifted by the steep wind, and the black arrows fell in pieces.

The slender body has been placed on the tree, the hand holding the tree pole is slightly sweaty, and a cold sweat dripping from the forehead.

"8,000, are you all right?" The ghost brake covered the arrow wound on his shoulder and asked the figure on another tree.

Drunken Rasha had no elegance at this time. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, just hit an arrow..."

Yes, they are all injured!

This is the third arrow rain encountered after Guisha and Zuiluosha stepped into this forest. When the first dark arrow rushed out of the ground, the yellow leaves danced all over the sky. The two were unexpected, and the ghost brakes almost didn't even have time to hide. Fortunately, they were protected by Drunken Luosha with one hand. The two turned away from the land at a critical moment.

The second arrow rain also came suddenly and caught people off guard. However, with the last experience, the two have been able to roughly grasp the direction of the arrow branch, struggled to avoid it, and finally got out of trouble safely.

But just now, the direction of the arrow was even more unpredictable, and unexpectedly came from all directions... If it were others, I'm afraid that thousands of arrows had already pierced their hearts. Fortunately, they were ghost brakes and drunken Rasha, two smart men who were quick to observe and summarize.

In the end, countless dark arrows only fell to the ground. The ghost clenched his teeth, lowered his eyes and saw half of the arrows showing his shoulders, and frowned. At the same time, there was severe pain on the waist, and I felt slightly wet, and the old wound seemed to crack. He gasped a little and held the knuckles of the hilt.