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Wu Maxi put the blade on Gu Feng's throat and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Du Meng, the disciple of Venerable Tai Yin, has a problem." He originally planned to tell Tai Yin this secret in person. Later, when Tai Yin died, he planned to tell Wen Cangyuan in person because he was afraid that these juniors would rob him.

Credit, now that I am about to die, this is the only thing in my mind.

"What's the problem?" Du Zhongshan also interrupted.

"When we led people to surround Du Meng and saw that we were about to succeed, Du Meng suddenly weaved several extremely magical image-controlling artistic conceptions and escaped from the encirclement in an instant. According to my judgment, it seems to be the inheritance of the Daxing Palace."

"Daxing Hall?" Du Zhongshan looked solemn. Daxing Hall is the sect that controls the shape. It is located in the northwest of Barbarian Goulian. Its power and status on the mainland are not lower than that of the Cha family. It is also one of the most powerful in the three-thirds of the world.

Power. Why is Du Meng related to Daxingdian?

Wu Maxi thought for a moment and said: "Uncle Du, before leaving the city, I heard Tai Lao say that among the people who besieged Tai Lao, there were people from Daxing Hall."

Du Chongshan nodded, with anger hidden in his expression, and said: "I also heard him say that someone from Daxingdian appeared in Xiqu. Thirty years ago, Daxingdian unsuccessfully pursued the Venerable in the northwest.

I was unwilling to do so, but I didn’t expect that I would resort to such destructive means.”

Wu Ma Xi was silent for a moment, turned her head to Gu Feng, and said in a cold voice: "Is there any more?"

"There is more," Gu Feng quickly continued, "Du Meng's whereabouts come from a very strange middle-aged man, with dark skin, like an old farmer, but his eyes seem to have divine light, bright and clear.

There is a god. One day at noon, the man suddenly came to our door and informed us of Du Meng's whereabouts."

This is another very strange and important piece of news. Wu Ma Xi and Du Chongshan looked at each other, then turned back, stared at Gu Feng and said coldly: "Is there any more?"

Gu Feng paused for a moment and said: "I still remember the situation that day. The sky was very white and the clouds were very blue..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wu Maxi interrupted.

Gu Feng's expression was stagnant. He had already thrown away all the valuable information, and then there was only nonsense.

Seeing the short knife slowly slashing towards his neck, Gu Feng's mind went blank. He felt the pain and coldness of the blade cutting into his flesh. His soul seemed to be floating, drifting with the wind, never knowing where to go.

road.

After briefly disposing of Gu Feng's body, Wu Ma Xi also arranged several artistic traps in the forest and didn't bother to deal with them.

The two of them killed a few wild animals on the road, picked up some firewood and returned to the camp, briefly describing Gu Feng's story. Death was like a light going out, and everyone chatted for a while, but they did not insult him excessively.

Only Ju Hansong heard the words "Daxing Palace" and felt as if he was possessed by a demon. He kept muttering these three words.

Everyone camped here that night. Wuma woke up in the middle of the night, feeling uneasy, walked out of the tent and sat by the campfire.

It was already late at night, and even the sounds of birds and beasts had gradually become silent. There were only a few chirping of insects, and the roars of the beasts from the north from time to time.

The night sky is very clear and dotted with prosperous stars. The twinkling stars seem to be telling ancient secrets.

Has this starry sky been like this since ancient times?

After sitting for a while, Ruyi came out of the tent, sat next to Wu Ma Xi, buried her head in Wu Ma Xi's arms, and sobbed gently. Wu Ma Xi hugged her gently and stroked her hair softly for a long time.

After that, Ruyi gradually recovered and sat leaning on Wu Maxi's shoulder.

There is a slight coolness in the evening breeze, which makes people's thoughts become clearer. A touch of sadness is the main theme of the thoughts. Just like the clear water, the sea looks dark blue.

A few fireflies flew over, bringing with them a faint light, drawing soft and gentle arcs in the night sky.

Wu Ma Xi's eyes followed the flowing fireflies.

The senior who created the firefly language on summer nights, what does summer night look like in his eyes? What kind of emotions does the whispering of fireflies convey? Is there anyone with him to listen to the firefly language and look at the stars? Are you watching?

When he was thinking about this, was he thinking about the past or the future?

The branches of thought naturally weaved into the words of fireflies on the summer night, and Wu Maxi's mood gradually sank.

The fireflies in the sky are gentle, the sound of water is jumping and lively, and the sound of wind carries warm and intoxicating memories.

The summer night in the eyes of the sage should be beautiful and joyful. Every story told by Liuyingying has a warm and distant flavor.

His soul seems to be scattered in the void, vibrating sensitively with the emotions of the artistic conception. It seems that he can touch the joy, anger and sorrow of the sage, but it is separated by a long distance. It is another time and space, another memory, another

story.

When he opened his eyes again, there was already a slight morning light in the forest, the branches and leaves were stained with a layer of morning dew, and the place where the two of them sat side by side also felt a bit hazy.

The bonfire had been extinguished, and there was some early morning coolness in the forest. Ruyi leaned against Wuma Xi and fell asleep. Wuma Xi hugged her tighter and looked at the eastern skyline.

The trees were so thick that it was impossible to see the sunrise, but the morning light gradually became clearer. When the birds began to sing in the morning, everyone began to wake up, get out of the tents and start a new day.

Everyone ate something, and when the first ray of sunlight passed through the woods and shone into the camp, everyone started to set off, heading east along the Xuefu River.

From time to time, Wu Ma Xi would fly into the sky on a flying dragon to explore the road and explore the movement behind him. The direction of Xiqu was very quiet, and there were no pursuers chasing people out of the city. It seemed that he had completely given up on chasing everyone. The road ahead was also very quiet.

It was calm and there were no interruptions.

This place is still on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Valleys Peak Group, and there are not many evil beasts around. However, due to the dangerous and difficult path, and the lack of qualified guides, although Wu Ma Xi explores the road from time to time, everyone still walks extremely slowly and difficultly.

At noon, Wu Maxi noticed an abnormality in an open space in the forest from the air. He carefully looked closer and found a corpse hanging from an oak tree that had been cut into a bare pole.

The posture of the corpse was very strange. Its legs were forcibly pulled into a cross-legged position, and its hands were formed into seals. A steel rod was pierced through the vagina, emerged from the top of the head, and bent into a hook three inches above the head. It was hung here.

On the only branch left by an oak tree. When he looked closer, the appearance of the corpse was very familiar. It was Zhao Tieban. The corpse looked peaceful, and judging from the dry and rotten condition, it must have been dead for several days.

It is common for people to die near Xiqu City, but it is a bit strange to die in such a posture.

Not long after, Du Zhongshan and others also arrived at this open space. According to Du Zhongshan, the deceased was placed in such a posture after death. This should be a ritual in a certain religion. However, after careful consideration of the documents he had read, he did not see

Having seen similar rituals, this religion is probably a very secretive religion, and judging from their behavior of killing people and tossing corpses, this religion is already close to a cult.

Although they were enemies in the past, Wu Ma Xi did not have any hatred for Zhao Tieban at this moment. Corpse chasers were all good at organizing funerals. Wu Ma Xi held a cremation for Zhao Tieban and sprinkled the ashes into the snow.

river.

Everyone continued to move forward. The next morning, Wu Maxi was suddenly touched. The artistic conception trap he left behind was triggered by someone. In this wilderness with high mountains and dense forests, how could the artistic conception trap be triggered by someone? Could it be?

Are there any pursuers?

Wu Maxi was a little worried, so she immediately took off on a flying dragon and returned to investigate. She soon discovered that the person who triggered the trap was the leaders of Huizhen Pavilion. The person who triggered the trap was tied with a rope and had a hood around his neck.

The desolate old man in the closed environment has been cut into two pieces by the trap.

The group of people explored the danger and found that there was no ambush, so they abandoned the old man's body in the forest, and the remaining three people continued to move forward cautiously.

Wu Ma Xi felt relieved when he saw that they were not pursuing soldiers. But these three people were the trigger of the Xiqu incident. Wu Ma Xi's hatred for them was not attributable to Daxing Hall. Now that he had discovered their whereabouts, there was no way he could

The principle of letting go easily.

He quickly flew back and met up with Du Zhongshan and others. After everyone discussed it, they all decided to leave those people in the Wanhe Mountains. When Taiyin disappeared, everyone fled in a hurry, feeling suffocated in their hearts.

There is no reason not to kill the enemy when you see him.

After the decision was made, everyone began to prepare for the interception. Wu Ma Xi flew into the sky, looking for a suitable place along the way, and then went there to prepare in advance. Gong Liangchi, Ruyi Ningwei, and the foster couple stayed to take care of them.

The body was hidden from sight, and the rest began to rush toward the battlefield with murderous intent.

The battlefield was chosen on a winding path. According to Wu Ma Xi's calculations, when the three of them arrived here, it would have been evening and they were exhausted, which was a good time to make a move. Moreover, the terrain here was changeable, which was the right time for the layout.

The trap is difficult to detect.

Wuma Xi's artistic conception trap comes from the relics of the ancient dagger. Zi Jiliu has done extremely in-depth research on traps. Among the relics of the ancient dagger, there are several special books on traps.

Wuma Xi usually doesn't pay too much attention to it, and it's just a last minute thing. But fortunately, the terrain here is complex, which has a bonus effect on hiding traps. The time chosen for the decisive battle is in the dimly lit evening. By mental calculation or unintentional, it should be

Can function as a trap.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Du Chongshan and others also rushed to the battlefield and began to hide in the forest to rest and recharge for the next battle. Wu Maxi flew into the sky to monitor the three people's itinerary to ensure the plan.

No surprises.

The itinerary of those people was consistent with Wu Ma Xi's estimate. Around four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them had already approached the ambush site.

Wuma Xi parked the flying dragon high in the sky and observed the opponent's movements from a distance. At such a high altitude, it should not be easy for the group of people to detect Wuma Xi's surveillance, especially when Wuma Xi chose to face the sun.

In that direction, when those people looked up and looked, they could only see the dazzling sun, and Wuma Xi's flying dragon was hidden in this dazzling sunlight.

The three people got into the dense forest and disappeared from Wuma Xi's sight.

Wu Maxi was not in a hurry and waited patiently. Everyone had walked through that dense forest before, and it was not a large area. The way out was the battlefield chosen by everyone, and it was also the burial place of those people.

But when the scheduled time came, those people did not come out of the forest. After waiting for a long time, they still didn't see anyone.

The dense forest is not a good place to camp. It is impossible for the three people to stay in the dense forest for the night. However, when it was getting dark, those people were still missing, as if they were swallowed up by the dense forest.

Darkness once again enveloped the world, with shadows all around, and the dense forest turned into a deep and bottomless darkness.

Worried about Ruyi and others, everyone did not want to wait long and began to discuss countermeasures. Wu Maxi had the mood of going into the night with the wind and decided to enter the forest to explore the situation. If possible, everyone would enter the forest and kill the three people. If conditions did not allow it,

, I’ll look for another chance tomorrow.

At this moment, the darkness was deep. Wu Ma Xi drove a Han Ou to fly in front. There was a lighting talisman embedded on the top of Han Ou's head, emitting a faint green light. Wu Ma Xi hid in the night behind, following from a distance, toward the dense forest.

Touch it.

In the dense forest, it seems that there are ghosts and demons hiding everywhere, the branches and leaves are slanting and disturbing, it seems that the bony fingers of the evil ghost are touching the skin lightly, and the cuckoo's cry is constantly reaching the ears, adding a bit of terror to this scene.

Terrible.

Not long after walking, the light above Han E's head illuminated something strange. There was a figure hanging on the branch, sitting cross-legged and forming a seal, hanging on the branch in the same posture as Zhao Tieban. Under the green light, it was like being in hell.

A fierce ghost. Looking at his clothes, he seems to be the fat man among the three.

Not far from the body of the fat man, there was a faint reflection from the clothes, and it seemed that there was another corpse hanging. Wu Maxi drove the Han E to fly closer. As soon as he moved, the Han E was shattered and the lighting talisman was immediately extinguished. Under the lighting

The moment it went out, Wu Maxi discovered that there seemed to be figures swimming in the jungle below.

Wu Maxi immediately weaved the mood of "Following the Wind into the Night", and her figure completely blended into the darkness.

There seems to be a group of evil hunters hidden in this forest, and the three of them in Huizhen Pavilion must have been poisoned.

These people sacrificed people and were so cruel and weird that even though Wu Ma Xi's heart was as hard as iron, she couldn't help but feel a chill.

He exited cautiously.

People in Ziji have always claimed to be the kings of darkness, but Wu Maxi has not been studying Ziji for a long time. Due to the lack of inheritance, many essences cannot be taught at all, and the situation in the forest is complicated, so if you are not careful,

, he will be discovered and die tragically like Zhao Tieban and others.

The cuckoos in the dense forest were singing in harmony, and they seemed to be answering. After listening to it for a long time, Wu Ma Xi suddenly realized that this should be the way these people communicated in the dark.

We were cautious all the way, but fortunately there were no accidents. We exited the dense forest all the way and successfully met up with Du Zhongshan and others. He briefly described the situation in the forest to everyone. Everyone was quite afraid of the killer in the forest and worried about Ruyi's team.
Chapter completed!