At the beginning of the morning, the trees are green, the birds are chirping, and the mountains and forests are gradually regaining their vitality. The clouds are rolling lightly in the sky, and they are coated with the brilliant light of pale gold, which outlines a wonderful picture.

Fu Jingtao trekked out of the mountain along the gurgling stream, stopping from time to time to observe what was going on around him. He had a deep grudge with the Tiansha Sect and had to be careful to be on guard against evil stars. Whenever he thought of He Ruoxian's hateful eyes, he always shuddered.

Suddenly, a light white shadow flashed among the trees.

Fu Jingtao was slightly startled and subconsciously shrank and hid behind a tree.

I saw a flash of white dress, and a slender beauty appeared on the shore. Her expression was a bit haggard and melancholy, with a long sword on her back and two bamboo tubes in her hands. It was Nie Qianqian from Shushan Jianmen.

Fu Jingtao was shocked, why was she hiding alone in this deserted mountain?

Nie Qianqian knelt down and washed her cheeks and forehead with water from the stream. She stared at the reflection in the water for a while, then sighed, dipped the bamboo tube into the stream and filled it with water, then got up and went into the woods. She probably never thought that there was someone in the dark.

After snooping, he went straight to the foot of a slightly higher cliff and pretended to be cheerful: "Brothers, I'm back from fetching water!"

In the shadow under the cliff, six injured Shushan disciples were sitting or lying, their clothes stained with blood. They clearly participated in the attack on the underground palace, started a brutal fight with the Song Dynasty, and finally fled into the mountains to avoid pursuit.

Zhao Huai, who was the most seriously injured, had his left arm broken at the shoulder level. He was lying motionless on the withered grass, his face was like gold paper, and his breathing was weak. Mu Liufeng's eyebrows were furrowed, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood bubbles. His original natural ease was gone.

The disciples silently took turns drinking water to quench their thirst, and the atmosphere was heavy and depressing.

Nie Qianqian knelt down beside Zhao Huai and called softly: "Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Zhao, drink some water." She held up his head with one hand and held a bamboo tube in the other hand and came closer to give him water. But Zhao Huai pursed his lips tightly.

, letting the clear water slide down his neck, there was no reaction.

A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes gasped, punched the ground with a thump, and couldn't help but said: "Junior sister Nie, Zhao Huai lost too much blood, his internal organs were injured, how can he survive with lack of medical treatment and medicine?"

?It would be better for us to set off to the west as soon as possible and stay away from Luoyang!"

Nie Qianqian flicked her wrist and whispered: "Are we going to abandon Senior Brother Zhao?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said: "Now we are separated from our elders and are being hunted and suppressed by the Song Dynasty. How can we waste too much time for a person who is bound to die? Are you willing to bury your bones in a foreign land? The first thing we must consider is how to escape

Crisis, return to Shu safely."

Nie Qianqian's pure eyes widened and she murmured: "Senior Brother Zhao is not dead yet! If we all leave, won't he be eaten alive by wild beasts immediately? Senior Brother Chen, how can you bear to watch your fellow disciples suffer this disaster?"

The young man said coldly: "If Zhao Huai persists and doesn't die, will we stay here with him? Zhao Guangyi's eagle dogs will search here sooner or later!"

Nie Qianqian said: "We can take Senior Brother Zhao on the road together!"

The young man shook his head and said: "Don't be stupid! We are seriously injured, how can we take Zhao Huai across mountains and ridges and travel thousands of miles?"

Another horse-faced young man also sighed: "Junior Sister Nie, it's not that we don't want to save Junior Brother Zhao, it's just that we are powerless!"

Nie Qianqian was disappointed and frightened at the same time, Qi Yi's eyes turned to Mu Liufeng.

The corners of Mu Liufeng's eyes twitched, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Junior sister Nie, senior brother Chen, they are right. Zhao Huai is hopeless, so let's cut it off!" As the disciple of the head disciple, he has the highest status, and what he has done

The decision made will directly determine Zhao Huai's fate.

Nie Qianqian was like a thunderbolt, and the bamboo tube rolled down with a bang, and helpless tears burst into her eyes: "Isn't it natural for fellow students to help each other and share the same boat through thick and thin? If you can abandon Senior Brother Zhao today, who knows whether you will abandon Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Li tomorrow? If not

With the courage to unite as one and overcome difficulties, how can our Shushan Jianmen stand erect and not fall?"

Mu Liufeng's eyes turned red and he shouted: "Stop talking! There have been many accidents on this trip to the Central Plains. Shushan has already paid a heavy price. One more Zhao Huai is not too much, and one less Zhao Huai is not a lot! You and I should keep it useful."

I will return to the mountain gate, continue to improve my martial arts, and avenge the dead. Nie Qianqian, I am not a stone-hearted person, but the balance between the two evils is the lesser!"

Nie Qianqian raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears, looked at the unconscious Zhao Huai, and suddenly said: "You guys go, I will stay with Senior Brother Zhao on the last journey."

Mu Liufeng's cheeks turned red and then turned livid, and he clenched his fists tightly. Nie Qianqian was undoubtedly hitting him hard in the face! By comparison, wouldn't he become a ruthless villain? If the news came back,

Who else in Dashu Mountain would support him and praise him? Once this incident is fermented, it will definitely become a stain on his life that will never be washed away. A murderous intention suddenly passed through his heart - since Nie Qianqian doesn't know what is good and what is good, she might as well die together

Forget it.

The other Shushan disciples looked at each other, their faces burning.

Mu Liufeng waved his hand and said, "You guys go first, I'll explain a few words to Junior Sister Nie and I'll come back later."

After all the disciples started their Qinggong and left, Mu Liufeng sighed softly: "Junior sister Nie, why do you want to get into the horns of a bull and not come out? Do you know that this will embarrass me?"

Nie Qianqian said calmly: "Brother Pastor, I only did what I thought was right. I don't care what other people think."

Mu Liufeng's eyes turned cold and he said with a hint of sadness: "We have learned swordsmanship from the same school and practiced swordsmanship hard for ten years, in order to one day travel across the rivers and lakes and slay demons. But the rivers and lakes are not just for swordsmen, and the world is not just about black and white.

Share it! I don’t want to lose Master’s trust, and I don’t want to become a coward despised by everyone, so I’ll lend you your head!” As he spoke, he moved his arm and slashed with his sword.

Nie Qianqian never dreamed that Mu Liufeng would kill her. She was so shocked that her whole body stiffened and she had no time to dodge.

At the critical moment, a rock the size of a fist flew across and hit the sword's spine, causing Mu Liufeng's fingers to go numb, and the sword chopped to the ground.

Nie Qianqian narrowly escaped death, immediately jumped back and drew her sword in her hand, and said angrily: "Brother Priest, are you crazy? Why do you want to kill me?"

Mu Liufeng ignored Nie Qianqian's question, looked gloomily in the direction where the rock was thrown, and said: "I wonder who the master is visiting? Please show up for a moment!"

"Brother Mu, it's me!"

As he finished speaking, a tall and strong young man flashed out from behind a big tree. His body was as tall and straight as a gun, his posture was heroic, and his gestures showed a bold and unruly heroic spirit.

Mu Liufeng's face became even more ugly: "Fu Jingtao, why did you come to this ghost place?"

Fu Jingtao smiled half-heartedly and said, "Brother Mu, can you tell me why you attacked Miss Nie? Aren't you brothers and sisters from the same school?"
Chapter completed!