That night they rested at the foot of the mountain.

Xu Ziling was strangely silent after sitting there all night. The two of them did not sleep in the tent at night, but sat under the sky and on the ground, as if they had returned to the original life when Fu Junma was buried in the valley -

Later, Xu Ziling sat far away from Kou Zhongze and Duan Yucheng and started chatting.

Duan Yucheng said respectfully: The four of us are truly blessed to be able to follow Mr. Zhong and Mr. Ling to explore the world. In just one or two months, it is like what others experienced in several years. It has really opened our horizons.

Bao Zhifu and others nodded in agreement.

In order to avoid being noticed by others, they did not call them gang leaders.

Shi Jie also said with emotion: No matter how bad the situation is, as long as Master Zhong and Master Ling are with us, we will always be full of fighting spirit, vitality and confidence to cope with any crisis.

Ma Gui said: The most rare thing is that these two gentlemen never look down on us people and never put on airs.

Kou Zhong said with a smile: We are now brothers and sisters going to conquer the world together. Not only to establish a great cause that will last forever, but also to make the world peaceful and everyone can live and work in peace and contentment. Destiny is created by those who are determined.

All four of them looked touched and excited after hearing this.

Shi Jie said harshly: What we hate most is that those dog officers and thieves will not show any mercy no matter how many they kill.

Duan Yucheng suddenly lowered his head and his shoulders twitched. The man couldn't help but shed tears. He obviously had a tragic past.

When Kou Zhong looked at him in surprise, Ma Gui leaned close to Kou Zhong's ear and explained softly: Duan's wife, who had not yet married, was first raped and then killed by the bandit soldiers, and she cried bitterly every time she thought about it.

Kou Zhong reached out his hand sympathetically and grabbed Duan Yucheng's shoulder and said: Let the past go! Tomorrow is our hope. Destiny should no longer be in the hands of others but in the hands of you and me. Even if we risk our lives for this

Sprinkle your blood and never regret it.

※※※

Kou Zhong came to Xu Ziling, who was lying on the ground, sat down cross-legged and looked up at the sky. When he saw dark clouds covering most of the starry night sky, he let out a sigh of relief and said: It looks like there will be another thunderstorm and heavy rain! Xu Ziling remained silent.

language.

Kou Zhong looked down at him and asked: What are you thinking about?

Xu Ziling sat up and said in a deep voice: I think of the days when we lived in the Valley of Mother's Burial Bone. If we had never left, there wouldn't be so much soul-crushing pain. Do people always have to look for trouble?

A big drop of rain fell on the back of Kou Zhong's neck and slipped into his lapel. When he raised his head to look at the big scene, he just caught a bolt of lightning that pierced the night sky. Then a muffled thunder burst shattered the tranquility of the mountains and played the prelude to a storm. Kou Zhong stretched out his hand.

He hugged Xu Ziling's shoulders and smiled bitterly: "Fate does not have the word "if". What has been born is born. Assuming that we didn't happen to find the secret of longevity, what we are facing now is just another trouble and pain. Boss Yan does not need to die suddenly and can continue."

If you abuse us, we won't sit here and wait for the storm to come. Life is like this. The old man puts you in such a position. Whether you like it or not, you have to do your best to play that role well.

The sound of crashing was accompanied by a strong wind that swept across the mountains and fields, and heavy rain poured down.

Xu Ziling let the rain soak his whole body and whispered: When did you become so convinced of fate?

Kou Zhong showed a wry smile and said: I only believe in the fate of the past. As for the future, I only believe that it is in my own hands. If I don't want to be a human being so much, what is the fighting spirit and meaning?

Xu Ziling said: Because we don't know, we don't exist. This is the most touching thing about fate. No matter what the future holds, we must challenge the future and pursue our ideals.

Kou Zhong smiled and said: Ha! How about we sing a song in unison on a night of heavy rain and thunderstorms to relieve our tragic feelings for life? What do you think, Master Ling?

Xu Ziling laughed and pulled him to stand up.

The two of them exchanged a knowing look and then sang in unison: The mountains are secluded, the destiny is observed, and all the beings will rise and rise in ancient times. The great saints will surely be able to compete...

The singing spread far and wide, and even thunderstorms could not cover it up in the slightest. Duan Yucheng and others who heard the singing were also excited and fascinated by their heroic chant.

The rain became more violent, but the flames ignited in their hearts were not afraid of the wind and rain.

※※※

The mule train passed through the valley and entered the plain on the southeast and left side of Jingling City, gradually leaving the mountains behind. Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling rode forward to guide the four mule carts.

During the more than ten days of journey, everyone did not relax and practiced martial arts diligently to prepare for the fierce battle that came at any time.

Xu Ziling pointed to a lake in the distance on the left: We will camp by the lake tonight and take advantage of the opportunity to swim.

Kou Zhong was immediately perusing the terrain map given to them by Xiangyu Mountain. When he heard this, he said: Tomorrow afternoon we will arrive at Baizhang Gorge. This gorge is two miles long and has steep walls with tens of thousands of ridges on both sides. In some places, only a sliver of blue sky can be seen. There are also waterfalls hanging straight down, which is extremely dangerous for anyone. It's definitely not safe to ambush our mule train there.

Xu Ziling, the most caring person for animals, smiled and said: Let's go for a walk there after bathing in the clear stream tonight.

Kou Zhong laughed and said: What a good idea!

After patting the horse, he galloped towards the lake. Xu Ziling rode his horse in hot pursuit of Duan Yucheng and others, who also urged the mules to advance towards the target.

※※※

Xu Ziling, who climbed up from the warm lake to the shore wearing only short pants, turned back to Kou Zhong, who was still floating in the water and looking up at the starry night, and said: Why did you give up the sword given by Lao Xiao and take the moon in the well again and again? What about the name?

Kou Zhong smiled and said: I want to give the name Xingbian to our Mr. Xu Ziling!

Xu Ziling sat down on a big rock, crossed his legs and said angrily: "Don't blame me for it, please call me for real."

Kou Zhong laughed heartily and said: The lost past is back. This is a good time when I am not afraid of scolding you. Why not tell you. Ha! The moon in the well is the star changing, the star is changing, it is the moon in the well, the moon in the well is changing, isn't it? Star change?

do you understand?

Xu Ziling said with emotion: It really makes sense! It's time to be a spy, come on up.

Kou Zhong received the order and jumped ashore.

They put on their clothes as quickly as possible and gave instructions to the four of them. Then they stretched out their bodies with all their strength and flew towards the Baizhang Gorge. Half an hour later, the two of them had walked nearly twenty miles, which showed that their lightness skills had improved greatly than before.

At this time, an endless dense forest appeared ahead, which was extremely gloomy and mysterious in the dark night without stars and moonlight.

The two of them entered the forest with childlike innocence and jumped among the branches and leaves of the trees. They felt very happy.

As we were about to leave the forest, we could see the light of fire and heard the sounds of fighting.

The two of them stopped in front of Lin and looked out in surprise.

In the distance beyond the forest is a row of towering mountains. In between are undulating hills and sparse forests. At this time, hundreds of torches cover the mausoleum, covered in flames, and two groups of people are fighting for their lives.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked at each other in confusion and couldn't figure out what happened.

Xu Ziling let out a sigh of relief and said: They have completely blocked the road to Baizhang Gorge. Now should we continue the journey or turn around and go back to sleep?

Kou Zhonggong gathered his eyes to look at the two gangs of people fighting two miles away and said: "Did you see it? There is a high-hanging yellow light in the center of the battlefield. It is hung on a wooden pillar on a high platform. There are some things on the wooden pillar that seem to be people." Tie it to the bottom of the pillar.

Xu Ziling said, "That man is wearing yellow clothes. Are these two groups fighting for this man to the death?"

Kou Zhong felt itchy and said: "How can I sleep tonight if I don't go and see what happens? Come on!"

Xu Ziling's curiosity aroused and he ran towards the high platform with him.

As they got closer, the shouts of killing became louder and louder, and it was clear that two groups of people were fighting each other. The torches were scattered at random, either inserted on the ground or tied to trees. The closer to the core, the denser the number of torches on the high platform.

At this time, they clearly saw that one group of people were wearing Hu costumes, which clearly showed that they were not Chinese people, while the other side was uniformly black and clearly distinguished.

Naturally, both of them tended to side with the black warrior.

The situation on the high platform is even more clear. Tied to the platform with her backhand is a woman in yellow. Her long and graceful hair hangs down, covering most of her face, making it difficult for people to see clearly her beautiful face.

The warriors in Hufu were preventing the warriors in black from taking over the high platform and clearly had the upper hand.

The number of black-clothed warriors exceeds a thousand, which is half as many as the Hu-clad warriors. However, the Hu-clad warriors are stronger in martial arts, and the situation becomes entangled.

The light of the swords and swords reflected the flames of the torches from time to time, like flickering will-o'-the-wisps, which made people feel the vivid and terrifying nature of war.

The battlefield is spread over a vast area, and although it is dominated by high platforms, there are fiercely fighting crowds everywhere, chasing each other fiercely.

When they were forced to the edge of the battlefield, a group of five or six black warriors were surrounded by a group of more than a dozen Hufu warriors and slashed to death.

The two of them were filled with passion as they watched, and they felt a hatred towards foreigners.

Clang!

Kou Zhong took out the well Zhongyue and strode away.

Xu Ziling followed him closely without saying a word.

The dozen or so Hufu warriors also spotted the two intruders and swarmed towards them with fierce looks in their eyes.

In this corner of the battlefield, which was only a hundred feet away from the high platform, the black-clad warriors were at an absolute disadvantage. Not only could they not maintain their formation, but they were also in danger of being rushed to pieces and being defeated by the enemy one by one.

The enemy has arrived, attacking with spears, axes, knives and halberds in a fierce manner.

Kou Zhongjia swept forward and raised the blade of Jing Zhongyue's sword. The yellow light was so powerful that he didn't even need to block the block. He swung left and right and slashed to kill two people in front of the enemy's blade.

The most surprising thing is that the corpse did not fall in response to the knife as before, but stood still and dropped the knife and gun before falling down like a pillar breaking.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were shocked and then realized that this seemingly dull and inconspicuous sword was actually a sharp weapon with unparalleled sharpness.

When the remaining barbarians saw just two flashes of yellow light, two of them were immediately killed in a strange and bizarre situation. They all felt terrified and thought to themselves that this kind of sword technique that could not even see clearly how to strike taught people how to fight and immediately lost their fighting spirit. Dispersed and fled.

Kou Zhong received the knife and looked at it proudly. Zhuo Li stretched out his hand to touch the blade and sighed: From now on, you will be my best partner besides Xu Ziling. Don't let me, Kou Zhong, live up to my expectations for you!

At this time, another group of Hu people came towards them, but Xu Ziling came to Kou Zhong's side as if he had turned a blind eye and said: "Did you know that before the sword can reach the enemy, the sword light can penetrate into the enemy's body first, controlling the opponent's meridians and killing them?" Accept death obediently.

Kou Zhongtou expressed his knowledge and said distressedly: Look at it! Is it because of my great improvement in skill or is it all due to this strange sword?

Three iron spears stabbed at him quickly.

Without even looking, Kou Zhong took a step forward, Jing Zhongyue drew a sword towards the enemy, swirling and flying yellow light, three iron spears broke in response to the sword, frightening the three of them and staggering back, in a state of embarrassment.

There were two other Hu bandits who were still brave enough to attack Kou Zhong with two axes each. Kou Zhong used the opportunity to return the sword, and the yellow light struck him like an electric shock. Both of them dropped their axes and fell to their deaths on the spot.

The others dispersed in a hurry.

Xu Ziling said calmly as if he didn't know that an enemy had just attacked: I think there is a relationship between the two aspects. Your two moves already have the flavor of swordplay. You can block the enemy's moves first, forcing the enemy to change their moves to resist.
To be continued...