Under the towering city wall, there are also several figures riding a large horse stopping at this moment.

"Xiang Ding, don't give it to you!"

Zhu Wushi tied the reins with one hand and turned his horse's head and shouted loudly.

Xiang Ding nodded heavily, and the cold wind was howling in his ears. He also responded loudly: "Brother Zhu, wait for you to come back! Don't do it for so long this time!"

After saying that, Xiang Ding stopped when he grabbed the horse's belly. Zhu Wushi made a gesture in his mind and drove his horse to chase the team forward.

Xiang Ding was not shy, and quickly turned back to the city gate, turned over and dismounted to enter the city.

As the commander of the city defense, he was in charge of his important position and could not leave the capital at will. Zhu Wushi once again represented the Demon Hunting Division, so he could only bid farewell to the gate of this city.

At this moment, he suddenly saw several more demon hunting figures in the city riding a horse to get out of the city. He looked at him intently and saw an acquaintance.

"Song Zhi! Li Meng!"

Song Zhi and Li Meng heard someone calling them, and looked down and realized that it was a fierce man Xiang Ding, and immediately waved their hands on the horse's back.

"Is Commander Xiang patrol?" Song Zhi passed by Xiang Ding and bent down and asked curiously.

"No, I'm here to give it to someone today." Xiang Ding laughed.

Song Zhi also smiled slightly and joked: "Is it my gift to us?"

"Uh, yes, yes, are you going to carry out a mission? Be careful." Xiang Ding thought that Zhu Wushi had said not to say that he left Beijing everywhere, but in fact the implication was not to tell Song Zhi, so he didn't say it.

When Song Zhi saw Meng He looking back at the front, he quickly waved his hand to Xiang Ding, and then rushed out of the city wall. During the winter solstice, it was the time when the Beijing Demon Hunting Department was dispatching in large quantities. The guards were not surprised and had no intention of stopping them.

Looking at Song Zhi and others who were gradually moving away, Xiang Ding touched his chin and sighed:

"Miss Song's pipa is amazing and she can leave Beijing to attack the demons with her sword. She is really a strange woman... It is true that only such a woman is worthy of my Brother Zhu."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure running in the wind and snow, approaching Song Zhi and the others.

Xiang Ding suddenly felt that he was neglected and cursed: "Damn, this old Zhu drove me here just now. I really forgot about my friends."

The wind was noisy all over the sky. Song Zhi wanted to ask his senior sister for details of the mission, but suddenly heard a burst of rapid horse hooves in his ears.

Looking back, Song Zhi's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his face showed surprise.

Meng He and his friends also heard the sound of horse hooves and stopped to look, especially a hint of doubt appeared in Meng He's eyes.

Zhu Wushi leaned over, shook the snow on his head, nodded slightly to the leader Meng He, and spoke in a deep voice:

"I'll waste some time and give me some words."

Meng He nodded in response. He naturally knew the identity of the man in front of him. Although he never acted in the worldly ways, Yanshou's son was still worthy of his face.

Zhu Wushi slowed down his horse's hooves and came straight to Song Zhi's side. He looked up and down and chuckled:

"It looks a bit like this, haha."

Song Zhi was like riding. At this moment, he tried to hold the horse's belly hard, trying to stabilize the restless horse, and responded: "Mr. Zhu, are you here to see him off?"

"Hmph, don't think too much. This marquis is on his way today, so he just came to say hello."

Song Zhi: "..."

How can I answer what you said?

"Where are you going?" Zhu Wushi suddenly turned around and asked to the others.

Meng He took two steps forward and responded indifferently: "Report to Marquis, we are going to the northern border."

"Northern border?" Zhu Wushi frowned slightly, then faced Meng He and reminded:

"The northern border is in turmoil now, so you must not cross the line without authorization."

"The servant naturally understands." Meng He nodded.

Zhu Wushi did not say much to him, but looked at Song Zhi again. After thinking about it, he took out something from his arms and raised his hand and threw it to Song Zhi.

Song Zhi hurriedly reached out to catch it, held it in his arms, and saw that it was the Yin-Yang Glass that could shield evil things, and there was a yellow talisman paper on it.

"Zhu..."

Song Zhi was flattered and was about to return it, but Zhu Wushi had turned his horse's head and just nodded at Song Zhi last, leaving four words and rushed into the snow. The sound of horse's hooves gradually drifted away.

"Don't die!"

Liu Zhengyi and Li Meng immediately came over and took a deep breath when they saw that it was Yin and Yang Mirror.

"Song Zhi, your face is really valuable!" Liu Zhengyi gave a thumbs up. This yin and yang mirror is priceless and is not a magic weapon that ordinary demon-slaying masters can have. Zhu Hou is indeed generous in his actions.

Although Li Meng was jealous, he couldn't help but whisper when he saw the talisman paper: "This is not a sound transmission note, right? Crush it when it is dangerous, and monks within a radius of hundreds of miles can hear your request for help."

Song Zhi buckled his head awkwardly. He didn't expect Zhu Wushi to be so good. As expected, this guy pretends to be cold on weekdays...

Meng He just glanced at him indifferently and had no idea of ​​reserving it. It was the rule.

And he is the most obedient person.

"Continue to rush!" Meng He shouted, pulled the three of them back, and then rode towards the hills in the north first.

Song Zhi quickly put away his treasure and rushed over with a slightly immature "drive".

From the north of the capital, there are mostly mountains and steep valleys and rivers, especially now that the university is covered with silver and is flying continuously. They must try to walk as much as possible before the snow is deeper.

Otherwise, the mountain will be blocked by heavy snow and the horse will freeze to death, so you can only use the bird puppet in advance to ask for help.

Dongdongdongdongdong,

The group of four people ran on the mountain road with their heads buried. The sound of horse hooves seemed so dull in the snowy night. Song Zhi's eyes were so confused by the cold wind that they couldn't open it. Fortunately, riding a horse was not a car, so the horse would recognize the way, and he was not afraid of running into the ditch and falling into the cliff.

Song Zhi hung at the end of the team, quietly circulating his colorless divine power in his body, turning into a wisp of the Supreme Divine Flame behind him, which could dispel some of the cold.

"Deacon Meng, how long will it take for us to arrive!"

Li Meng was almost too cold to bear it, so she caught up with Meng He and asked loudly.

"Twenty days!" Meng He responded, concise and to the point.

Li Meng was so beautiful that she hurriedly added: "No, I want to ask when we will rest next kick."

"law!!!"

Suddenly, Meng He pulled the reins suddenly and stopped the horse. Song Zhi and Liu Zhengyi, who were rushing behind, saw this, quickly slowed down the horse's speed and stopped behind Meng He.

Li Meng thought it was her own problem that made Meng He angry, and his little white face suddenly became a little nervous.

"Meng..."

Li Meng was about to explain, but suddenly she found that Meng He was staring at the road ahead. At this moment, the sound of the wind around her became shrill. Only then did she realize that something was wrong and hurriedly stepped back among the few people with her belly.

Song Zhi's face was also a little solemn. He closed his eyes and moved his nose, and could vaguely smell a fishy smell.

Something is there...

Swish!

Suddenly, something seemed to pass by the forest on the side of the mountain road. Li Meng suddenly pulled out the sword on her waist and looked alert. However, tonight, the clouds covered the sky without moonlight. The deep mountains and old forests were completely dark and she could not see anything at all.

Song Zhi glanced at him, and his heart was quite stable. His Wuwang could see that he was just a few mountain pigs were frightened and fleeing, not a charming thing.

The cold wind was still whistling, and the branches and leaves in the forest made rustling sounds. The wind echoed in the dark forest, and the sound was like a tiger's roar, which was daunting.

If Meng He had not been in charge in front of him, and could have felt the warmth on Song Zhi, Li Meng would have been tortured by this suppressed aura.

Finally, a black shadow slowly walked out of the forest in front of the mountain road...
Chapter completed!