In the silent mountain forest, there is only the sound of leaves falling and the soft sound of narrow streams flowing. Occasionally, one or two birds, whether they are crows or swallows, fly through the forest.
In an open space in the middle of the mountain forest, there stood a dilapidated earth temple. It looked like it had long since lost its incense, and the red paint on the eaves was peeling off in patches.
The first quarter moon hung coldly in the sky, illuminating this ordinary night.
It was a quiet late night, but for some reason, I seemed to be able to feel the restlessness in the forest.
Each group of troops is waiting, not knowing which group will start first.
Whoever strikes first will be exposed first, whose weakness will be more obvious, and whose chance of winning may be slimmer.
Finally one party couldn't hold it in any longer.
I heard the door of the ruined temple creak, and an inconspicuous old servant wearing a khaki coarse cloth shirt with gray beard came out shakily with a tattered broom.
There were many fallen leaves and dead branches in front of the ruined temple. He swept them here and there slowly, without seeming to want to sweep the ground clean.
The old servant was extremely patient and kept sweeping the open space.
With a "swish" sound, an iron hairpin was caught in the strong wind and flew towards the old servant's forehead.
The old servant's eyes were so dim that he didn't seem to hear it. When he saw the iron hairpin, he was about to break his skull!
When he was only one finger away from the old servant's skull, he stretched out two fingers of his left hand and clamped the fierce iron hairpin as if nothing had happened.
"Hmph!" the old servant cursed, his nostrils turned upward, "Heroist!"
I heard a woman's voice that seemed to be a little older coming from the forest, "It's ridiculous to talk about other people's heresy."
Immediately, there was a flash of human figures, and a young man all in white turned over and jumped from the forest into the open space, as if he was flying out of the moonlight.
The young man's lacquer-like eyes shone with cold light, he cupped his hands towards the ruined temple and said loudly, "Chu Hongjing of Yuxu Villa wants to see Palace Master Xiao Bihen!"
A lazy but charming female voice came from the ruined temple, saying, "Young Master came to visit late at night. I am honored to be here. However, all the people living in this temple are unmarried boudoir girls. It is not convenient to receive you. Young Master, please go back."
Chu Hongjing seemed to have expected this, a look of disdain appeared on his face, and he said jokingly, "In this case, please ask Master Bihen Palace to hand over my sister-in-law to me, and I will not disturb you again."
There was silence in the ruined temple.
Only the old servant holding a broom stood at the door, looking at Chu Hongjing gloomily.
Chu Hong nodded and said, "If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude."
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of men and women ran or jumped out of the forest, each holding a weapon, and surrounded Chu Hongjing.
The round fat man Huanxi Buddha was the first one to be unable to bear it any longer, and yelled in a variety of ways, "It's his grandma's, I won't even give you any shame!" As he said this, he waved an unknown number of small shining daggers in his hand, and moved towards the hand.
The old servant with the broom rushed over.
The old servant raised the broom and swept it towards Huanxi Buddha with a move of "Strengthening Huashan". A few broom threads seemed to have been swept onto Huanxi Buddha's cheeks.
Huanxi Buddha shouted angrily, "What a fucking bear! You're using a fucking wire broom!" His hands moved faster, stabbing the old servant's face, shoulders, and neck with one move after another.
The old servant dodged left and right, and after receiving twenty or so moves, he shouted in a deep voice, "Master, you have some ideas!"
I saw the door of the ruined temple slowly opening, and two men wearing golden robes and holding swallow-tailed spears came out. What's strange is that the two men looked exactly the same and wore exactly the same clothes, except for the lower part of the man's eyes on the left.
There was a long scar, which looked even more eerie at night. The two men stood gloomily at the door of the temple, not uttering a single syllable.
The old servant was already out of breath from the fight with Huanxi Buddha. The two seemed to be on par in martial arts, but Huanxi Buddha was ten or twenty years younger than the old servant, so his physical strength had the upper hand, and it seemed that the old servant was about to lose his strength.
The scarred man in yellow robe blew a sharp whistle, and following the whistle, forty or fifty uniformly dressed men in yellow emerged from the trees, from behind the temple, and from the roof. Although they held different weapons, they
Each weapon is inlaid with yellow copper foxes.
The man in the yellow robe said loudly, "Everyone in the Holy Cauldron has obeyed the order. Palace Master Bihen has ordered that except for this pretty boy in white clothes, he must be captured alive. Everyone else will be killed!"
"Yes!" dozens of people in yellow uniformly shouted, and then surrounded Chu Hongjing and others.
Lao Huang jumped away, ran into the temple gate, and disappeared.
Huanxi Buddha gasped and stood back to Chu Hongjing, and together he looked at the team of men in yellow that outnumbered them.
Chu Hongjing whispered, "Me and sister Mu Xin rushed into the temple and rescued people when we saw the opportunity. You guys deal with the others outside." After saying that, he nodded to Ye Muxin, and the two of them ran towards the temple without stepping on the ground.
Temple gate.
As soon as they arrived at the door, they were stopped by men in yellow robes. Chu Hongjing and Ye Muxin were not polite and drew their respective swords.
Chu Hongjing used a Chixia sword that was faintly glowing with dark red light and had a wishful-shaped hilt. He first used the "Clone Transformation" skill, then swung his body quickly and used the heirloom sword technique "White Rainbow Shocking Sky".
Stab the man in yellow robe with the scar on his face.
The man in yellow robe raised the swallow-tailed spear in his hand to block it, making a violent sound. Then the man in yellow robe raised the spear and thrust it towards Chu Hongjing's throat without politeness.
Ye Muxin had both swords in her hands, but she did not fight head-on with the yellow-robed man like Chu Hongjing. She used the Songyan School's unique skill of Light Body Kung Fu, and added the exclusive internal power of the Supreme Heart Sutra, making her as light as a swift
But he shuttled swiftly.
The man in yellow robe with no scar on his face followed her closely, but the strange thing was that his spear could never hit Ye Mu's heart, always missing by just an inch. After chasing for a while, the man in yellow robe became furious and cursed,
"Bitch bitch, don't run away if you have the guts!"
Ye Muxin ignored him, called "Brother Chu", and then passed by Chu Hongjing. Chu Hongjing saw the right moment, followed the moves of the scar-faced man in yellow robes, and stretched out his right leg to the right
He did a whirlwind kick and accurately hit the calf of the man in yellow robe who was chasing Ye Muxin. The man in yellow robe's pursuit slowed down, and for just a moment, Ye Muxin had already rushed into the ruined temple gate.
middle.
The man in yellow robe seemed to dare not enter the temple without receiving instructions. He hesitated, stopped, and then stabbed Chu Hongjing with his swallow-tailed spear.
Ye Muxin walked quietly into the ruined temple. She first looked back cautiously, and was secretly surprised when she saw that no one was following her.
She looked carefully at the temple. It was pitch dark inside, with only a few broken windows letting in a little bit of moonlight.
Under the dim moonlight, Ye Muxin saw that the temple was completely empty. She was wondering where the people from the Demon Cult were hiding when she heard a very quiet sob. If she hadn't been so good at internal skills, she would have been fighting and killing like this outside.
Kill, I really can't distinguish this sound among the noise of gold and iron.
She distinguished it carefully, then looked towards the source of the sound, and vaguely saw a bound human figure squatting in the corner of the ruined temple, which looked very much like Chu Hongjing's sister Ling Ruyin.
Could it be that the people in the demon sect just abandoned Ling Ruyin and ran away?
Ye Muxin suspected that there was fraud, but still couldn't help it, and tiptoed towards the corner of the ruined temple.