Chapter 80 See the man in black again

Beyond the Xiandu Cave, there is a dark wilderness in the southeast.

At this moment, the wild knife and red sleeves are walking in the wilderness, and the night wind is roaring, ravaging loneliness and cold all the time.

The winding path can't see the endless darkness.

Hongxiu was afraid, but there were more words. It seemed that he wanted to expel his inner fear with his voice, and even the crazy knife couldn't help laughing secretly.

Hongxiu is waiting to talk about his classic paintings and classic poems using ancient poems in the small porcelain bottle of Mr. Mingyue, waiting for a crazy knife to ask questions.

The face of the mad knife changed under the dim skylight, and his right index finger pressed against his mouth and booed, "Quiet! Someone is coming!"

Red sleeves were shocked, and their legs and stomachs couldn't help but feel weak. Such a night, such a night, is it a person? Is it a ghost?

The mad knife pulled the red sleeves and flashed into several dead trees next to the road. He squatted down and whispered, "It's a group of people with messy footsteps. Obviously, martial arts are not the best."

Hongxiu was stunned, but suddenly smiled gently and said, "Then I'm not afraid. You can hear them, but they can't hear you. It must be far worse than you."

The mad knife said lightly, "I hope so. Sometimes the wolf is also a group, and the wolf's footsteps are also messy."

The red sleeve held the palm of the mad knife and sweated coldly, but the mad knife secretly smiled at the bottom of his heart and did not show it on his face.

Hongxiu suddenly whispered, "You're not a good person. Why are you laughing?"

The knife was stunned and said strangely, "Where did you see me laugh? Did I laugh?"

Hongxiu said coldly, "When a man smiles in his heart, his eyes will narrow. You are pretending to be serious."

With a wry smile, he had to open his eyes and whispered, "They are still three miles away from here. This is the only one on the east road from Xiandu to Lingshan Temple. People who come here have martial arts. Naturally, it has a great relationship with Lingshan Temple. You can do me a favor later."

Hongxiu sighed, "Your ears are really smart. Are you a night owl? You can hear it from so far away. Say it! What can I do for you?"

The mad knife said, "Say it first, can you help me?"

Hongxiu nodded and said, "Help!"

The knife laughed and said, "So it's so simple? It's just like a heroine.

Hongxiu smiled and said, "I'm a heroine, and because I found that I gradually began to like you."

Kuang Dao muttered, "Don't you think there are too many people you like. Well, I'm going to catch two good questions later. You are a famous female demon in the north and south martial arts. You have read countless people. If it's true or false, you can't escape your eyes. You must tell them the truth."

Red sleeves patted his chest and said, "No problem!"

The knife booed: "Shing up, it's getting closer."

Hongxiu whispered, "Which direction?"

"South."

"Is it south over there?"

The crazy knife smiled helplessly and whispered, "Sure enough, it's a road idiot. Have you turned to? Naturally, we are going in the direction we want to go.

The red sleeves stared through the cracks of the dead branches. In the distance, they seemed to be palace lamps and ordinary palace lamps were smaller. They pretended to be learned and attached to the ears of the mad knife and said, "Is that Kongming lantern?"

The mad knife almost laughed and whispered, "The Kongming lamp is flying in the sky, and they carry the sheephorn lamp, that is, the wind lamp that is, the wind lamp that kills death."

Hongxiu was thinking about how the lamp could kill the wind. Suddenly, he felt that his hand was tight, and then he loosened. It turned out that he pinched his hand with a crazy knife.

In my doubts, I suddenly heard a small step in the south, like a group of snakes dancing, like sand pouring into the funnel, and the angry wind lamp gradually lit up, shining on a group of people in black, a dozen people.

The pupil of the mad knife seems to be contracting.

Hongxiu only stared at the crazy knife, as if he wanted to find something on his face, as if he was crazy.

This is a handsome face, with eyebrows like willow leaves, very deep and thick. The two eyes are clear and dark, reflecting the pale face.

The face of the mad knife gradually became grim, and he slowly pulled out the treasure knife and the dragon head.

The man in black suddenly stopped, with a strange look and covered his face.

Black clothes, wolf head.

It's them again. The mad knife unconsciously has a headache, because he once intercepted himself in the south of Hangzhou. He was also a man in black, embroidered with a wolf's head, and his teeth and claws seemed to fly to the sky.

At the same time, the question of Crazy Knife is deeper.

The man in black is silent, like a ghost in the night.

The red sleeves can't help but feel a little creepy.

The first one with a silver wolf's head on his chest. In order to show his status, he laughed and said, "Who? Which friend on the road is cut off the path?

Kuang Dao stood up and said coldly, "I, Kuang Dao, are some of your friends from Lingshan Temple?"

The people in black were shocked. In the night, they suddenly saw a man by the roadside, dressed in white like snow and a knife as light as snow. Even the red sleeve was secretly surprised. How could it be so easy to stand up?

The man in black led by

was also stunned, and then smiled and said, "It's really a place to break the iron shoes. It doesn't take much time to come. Are you a Taoist legend? Hey hey, that's good. My brothers came from Lingshan Temple.

The mad knife said coldly, "Where are you going? What are you here to do?"

The night is thick, and the mad knife is still as usual, in the most leisurely posture, deeply absorbing the depression of the night wind, and the sound is as cold as the night wind, as cold as a knife.

The man in black led the leader said with a groan, "Since you are so cheerful, I will simply give you a refreshing one. Even if you die, you will close your eyes."

The more than ten people in black who followed him have laughed at this moment, or sharp or hoarse laughter cut through the tranquility of the night sky. Red sleeves can't help frowning behind the tree, afraid it's the worst laughter I've ever heard in my life.

The man in black smiled and said, "We were going to visit Xiandu. Since we met you, hey, I can't say anything about the famous mad knife. This is called heaven, Luer, and there is no way to hell, hahaha."

The knife nodded and walked in the middle of the road. Suddenly, he inserted the knife into the soil, stretched his waist and said lazily, "Really?"

The first man in black was furious and waved his hand.

Hongxiu knew that this wave was the beginning of the battle, and he couldn't help worrying secretly.

More than a dozen people in black suddenly stepped on their positions again, surrounded the mad knives, and their swords showed in their hands.

The net is just like this. In the dim light, you can faintly see the ferocious wolf heads on the chests of the people in black, as if they are smiling or roaring?

Hongxiu is already in a hurry. How about their martial arts? Will the mad knife fail? Will it be found that even she was killed? Will it be? Hongxiu's hand unconsciously reached to the top of his head and stroked the golden hairpin of a phoenix hairpin.

The mad knife is just a smile, and then there is a dead silence.

People in black hold all kinds of weapons, quietly staring at the crazy knives in troubled times and knives inserted in the soil.

are waiting for the order of the silver wolf head of the man in black, waiting for a loud shout or a hollow sound of the sword coming out of its sheath.

For a long time, without an order, the mad knife was also stunned and looked sideways. There was a thing inserted in the forehead of the leading man in black, and the blood was ticking in the loess, and the man had not yet fallen.

Golden hairpin! It is the golden hairpin with red sleeves.

Mad knife takes this opportunity, and everyone will suddenly kill when they are still.

The right foot stepped on the dragon's handle and swept up, and a group of people in black looked up.

As soon as everyone shouted, the trembling sound of the blades in the wind and the sound of metal crashing with each other went to one place.

After the red sleeve sent out a golden hairpin, she was about to draw a knife, but suddenly remembered that she was unarmed and couldn't help but lose her face. She sighed and stared at the battle. She looked forward to it, and she still had no time to close her eyes.

The knife light flashes and flashes again, like stars falling in the faint skylight, just like falling heroes.

After a burst of screams, the dragon's knife somehow reached the hands of the mad knife, reflecting the sky, as if laughing wildly.

There are still four people standing around the mad knife. Obviously, they are superior in martial arts and holding weapons in their hands, which seems to be very calm.

They are used to death and seem to be born to die.

Although I don't know how they died, I only saw two flashes of knives.

The mad knife is also very calm, with a cold knife and pale hands.

It seems that the knife and people have been integrated, and the world is vast.

The murderous spirit, the vast field, and the shadow of the knife and the shadow give people a perfect feeling.

The rest of the people in black only feel that their chests are getting tighter, but their duties and mission will never allow any tension.

The murderous spirit is like the wind, and the shadow of the knife is like the wind. This time, the crazy knife takes the initiative to attack.

The four men in black were not afraid at all and went up against the knife light, just like a moth to the fire.

There was a jingle, three people fell down, and there was another person, but his neck touched the dragon's dragon knife blade. He only felt cold, as if he had been shocked by the power of the mad knife. He could no longer stand, his legs softened, and he sat down with a plop.

Hongxiu saw everything in his eyes. More than ten people turned into more than ten corpses in the blink of an eye. Hongxiu couldn't help but want to vomit.

Hongxiu then walked out and muttered, "What a fast knife, what a cruel person."

Kuang Dao smiled and said, "I also have no choice but to. If you show mercy, I'm afraid it's me who fell to the ground at this time." The two seem to have regarded the only man in black sitting on the ground as dead.

Hongxiu said, "Why don't you leave two more for me to ask?"

The mad knife smiled and said, "Because other people are not afraid of death, they all strive to be the first. They are all dead men. If they want to kill me quickly, what can be forced to ask even if they are alive? Only this man took a step back.

"Step back? Did you see it?"

The wild knife nodded his head, his eyes were like electricity, and he shot directly at the only living man in black. He said coldly, "What's your name?"

The man trembled and kowtowed for a long time and said, "Grandpa, a good man, spare his life! Grandpa, a hero, spare his life! Hu Niuer, a villain, was originally herd cattle on the edge of a good stream outside Lingshan Temple, and was arrested by them. In fact, she was indiscriminate and can't practice at all. Spare your life!"

Mad knife and red sleeves are both stunned, looking at each other, and Mad Knife makes a wink, which means to interrogate red sleeves to see if what he said is true.

Hong Xiu was so careless that she gently kicked Hu Niuer and said coldly, "Hu Niuer! Raise your head."

Hu Niuer looked up slightly and suddenly saw a woman's dress in the night. She bowed her head and said, "This grandma spares her life. The little one dares not look at it."

Hongxiu smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. Look up and see if I'm beautiful?"

The crazy knife frowned slightly and whispered that what kind of question is this?