Outside the city to the east is the Wushan Mountains. Although the Wushan Mountains cannot compare with the famous Qinling Mountains and Taihang Mountains, its majestic, straight, steep and precipitous mountains are also eye-catching. The main peak of the Wushan Mountains is over one thousand meters above sea level.
Because the vegetation on Wushan Mountain is very dense, it looks green and black from a distance. In addition, Wushan Mountain is also full of jet-black granite and rhyolite, hence the name Wushan Mountain.
Wushan looks particularly eerie at night under the pale moonlight. According to local old farmers, there are many unfathomable stone wells in Wushan, as well as many natural stone caves with overlapping boulders, as well as dozens of twists and turns.
There are deep natural stone tunnels in Wushan. Even locals dare not go deep into the forest. Countless farmers and tourists have died in Wushan because they got lost or were attacked by wild animals.
Chu Hongjing took Ling Fei'er and ran towards the depths of Wushan Mountain without even landing, climbing higher and higher. It seemed that the dense pines and cypresses could not stop him. Ling Fei'er had basically fainted and was so soft.
Leaning on Chu Hongjing. Under the faint moonlight, Chu Hongjing occasionally lowered his head to observe the girl's brows carefully, and then frowned again.
Wei Hong was obviously not as familiar with the situation in Wushan as Chu Hongjing, and he seemed to be lost a few times. He would pause for a moment, listen carefully to the faint sounds coming from the front, and then follow without hesitation.
Ke Rui had already fallen behind. He was about the same speed as Ye Mu Xin and Qiao Xianyong. Several senior disciples of the Meili Sect were not far away from them. Ke Rui originally wanted to deal with these two juniors later, but then he thought about Qiao Xianyong.
He had rescued Ling Fei'er, and now it was more important to save Fei'er and regain the sacred object. After weighing the balance, he had no choice but to run forward with these two teenagers. Fortunately, Ke Rui had more experience in night walking.
This resulted in them not making too many mistakes in their direction.
An hour later, Chu Hongjing rushed to the top of the second sacred peak of Wushan Mountain. There was a huge protruding rock halfway up the mountain, which the locals called the "Dragon Bed Stone." He took the unconscious Ling Fei'er
He gently placed it on the ground to rest, then opened the glazed treasure box, took out the Shura Seven Apertures Heart Gem and looked at it.
This radiant red gem lay quietly in Chu Hongjing's white palm, emitting a gentle red light under the moonlight. He strangely felt that the gem seemed to be watching him, like
Someone closest to him was watching him.
"Do we know each other?" Chu Hongjing blurted out. Then he felt that he was stupid, stupid enough to talk to a stone.
"Who are you talking to?" A deep voice sounded from behind.
Chu Hongjing turned around quickly and saw a masked man in gray standing in front of him. But strangely, the man in gray didn't seem to care what Chu Hongjing was doing. He seemed to be staring at Ling Fei'er lying on the ground. Then
He said sternly, "What did you do to her?"
According to Chu Hongjing's aloof character, he would not answer questions from strangers, let alone an opponent who did not know who he was.
He himself was very strange, but he opened his mouth and said, "I ran too fast, her breath was unstable and she fainted. She just needs to rest."
The man in gray nodded, as if turning his attention back to Chu Hongjing, and said word by word, "Who are you, Ling Zhenzhen?"
Chu Hongjing was shocked. He never dreamed that the maiden name of his mother, who had been living in seclusion all year round, would be casually mentioned by a man who didn't even know what he looked like or who his last name was.
At this time, Chu Hongjing's subordinate Dou Erniang and others gathered around. The man in gray didn't ask any more questions. He just stood aside with his hands behind his back unruly.
Ke Rui and the two teenagers pushed aside the leaves and appeared. Ke Rui saw Ling Fei'er lying on the cold stone in the distance, unable to see whether she was dead or alive. She was furious and pulled out a soft whip and pointed at Chu Hong.
Jing attacked.
Chu Hongjing took a step back. Kaixiao and Cave Master Huang stepped in front of him and rushed towards Ke Rui with weapons in hand. Huanxi Buddha and others also fought with several senior disciples of the Meili Sect.
Seeing this, Wei Hong used the "Flower Seven-Star Palm" and struck Chu Hongjing very quickly. The palm technique was so fast that it seemed to appear at seven angles at the same time, so it was called the Seven-Star Palm. Chu Hongjing saw this palm
Fa Lai was so ferocious that he did not dare to underestimate him. He pulled out an exquisitely made gold-plated silver flute from his waist and stabbed Wei Hong's face diagonally, neutralizing half of the palm technique. Then he bent sideways from an unexpected angle.
Turning over, he got behind Wei Hong in two steps, and the silver flute followed suit and stabbed the Lingtai point on Wei Hong's back.
Wei Hong seemed to be approving and said hello, and went to grab Chu Hongjing's silver flute with his bare hands without holding a weapon. The two of them fought faster and faster, which was dizzying.
Qiao Xianyong watched his master's martial arts with fascination until Ye Muxin patted him and whispered, "I'm going to save that Ling Feier, and you can see if there is a chance to grab the gem."
Qiao Xianyong nodded obediently and asked, "Senior sister, what does master want with that gem?" In fact, what he wanted to ask more was what did he want the girl to do.
Ye Muxin shook her head, but she replied firmly, "Master must have his reasons. Don't ask any more questions, just take action."
Like a cat, Ye Muxin tiptoed to Ling Fei'er's side. She lifted up Ling Fei'er's upper body, and the girl was supporting her softly. Ye Muxin tried to help her stand up, but Ling Fei'er was resting.
Afterwards, she had just woken up. She only felt a hand on her waist. She turned her head and leaned against the thin man who had been with the little Taoist priest. She was so frightened that she yelled, "You thief! Let go."
I!"
The various people who were fighting fiercely on the boulder suddenly stopped their hands when they heard this shout.
Ye Muxin looked annoyed and let go of Ling Fei'er, and said bitterly, "You don't know the heart of a good person!"
Ling Feier has no strength to support her and her steps are weak. What a pitiful girl she is. She just learned about her life experience in the first half of the night. She cried for her mother who died in childbirth and her missing father. In the second half of the night, she was coerced into taking care of her.
Climbing up this desolate mountain peak, her pale face, a pair of bright eyes full of tears, looked helplessly at Chu Hongjing, the man who had also taken away her only family heirloom.
Nineteen-year-old Ling Fei'er has lived like an orphan for the past ten years. On the birthdays of her brothers and sisters from the same sect, their families bring all kinds of banquets to the mountains to celebrate. Only her birthday is celebrated by her master.
She manages it. What about the future? Does she have a future? What should she do in the future?
Qiao Xianyong stared closely at Ling Fei'er. As an orphan, he seemed to understand more or less the pain in this girl's heart. He thought that he still knew that he could seek revenge, but this girl's mission in life was even more difficult to find.
Suddenly, he saw Ling Fei'er standing on the edge of the dragon bed stone, jumping to the depths of the cliff next to it!
Qiao Xianyong didn't think anything, and jumped down with Ling Fei'er! He stretched out his hands, trying to grab the girl's skirt.