not with you

At dawn, in Li Ping's dilapidated hut, Ouyang Xue was sitting quietly. There was only a letter on the table in front of him, and there were only six words on the letter:

Li Ping is at Jianmen Pass.

There is no signature, but Ouyang Xue knows who it is, just like when he took on those tasks before, there is no signature because no signature is required.

And when Ouyang Xue received this letter, it was already the morning of the next day.That night, when he walked into Li Yuanwai's mansion, there were already dead bodies all over the place, and they didn't leave a single one alive.That's when he knew what was going on.Although he tried to track it all night reluctantly, until the next morning, when he returned home after searching all possible clues, there was only a poisoned carrier pigeon on the table.They didn't let go of even a single bird, and now there is only one way out - Jianmenguan.

Half a month later, Ouyang Xue skillfully killed all the spies who tried to follow him along the way, and arrived at Jianmen Pass.

Jianmen Pass is an unknown mountain peak. It is near a small town outside the pass. Because of its steepness, it looks like a sharp sword soaring into the sky.It is also said that hundreds of years ago, a prince who was not allowed to practice sword practice here, and then he came out of the mountains to conquer the world, and after many hardships, he became a generation of Mingjun.Therefore, this place was famous for a while.Many people, especially those in Jianghu, call this place Jianmen Pass.

Ouyang Xue looked up at the forest in front of him and the sword-like mountain behind the forest, with a sneer on his lips, he lowered his head and whispered to himself softly: "You will all pay the price."

Ouyang Xue floated lightly like a white cloud, and disappeared into the woods without a trace.

There is silence in the woods and valleys, and the wind blows through the leaves "rustling". Although the sky is clear and the sun is shining outside, it is extremely cold in the dense woods.On both sides of the path in the woods, the sound of "rustling" suddenly became a little disturbed, and suddenly a person poked his head out. He was wearing tights and carrying a pair of diapers, and whispered impatiently: " Damn it, why haven't you come yet? I've been waiting for almost ten days, and there isn't even a shadow of a ghost." He turned around and said, "Is it possible that that person is afraid to come?"

Suddenly, someone beside him said: "You probably haven't seen anyone killed by him."

The man said: "No, so what?"

Another person behind that person sighed: "That's the most terrifying death in the world. I hope I haven't seen it..." His voice dropped.

Suddenly, there was a rapid, brief and shrill scream from the bushes opposite!Immediately, a terrified voice shouted: "Come! Come!...Ahh!" The words were replaced by screams!Resound through the forest!

In the bushes, there was an even bigger commotion, and a person rushed out, covered in blood, with his hands tightly covering his throat, and his eyes bulging!I saw him struggling to take a few steps, then fell to the ground.The terrifying scene was far from over, his whole body was twitching non-stop on the ground, anyone could see from his dead fish-like eyes that he seemed to be enduring the cruelest punishment in his life, and his whole face began to distort He was out of shape, unable to make any sound from his wide-open mouth, he was completely incontinent, he rolled on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of his body and the smell of blood.

The people on the other side of the woods were completely shocked, and the person with his head sticking out and his back was already vomiting desperately!

Finally, someone regained his composure and shouted: "There is an idea, everyone be careful!"

His words stopped abruptly, only to feel a gust of wind blowing, and the gloomy sword blade was already in front of him!

At this time, none of the people in the bushes wanted to fight, and ran away screaming and screaming!

That person was like a silver ghost, with blood and screams flying in the air!The fleeing people couldn't see anything, they could only hear the sound of their own people falling from time to time!And at the same time he heard the sound, he fell down himself.

In just a moment, the green bushes have turned a striking bright red.

When everything was still again, Ouyang Xue also stopped, because, around him and under his feet, all the people had died.Just like in the past, there will never be any survivors under his sword!

Ouyang Xue's white clothes are like snow, without any stains, the sword in his hand hangs down slightly, and a stream of blood is sliding on the blade.

He quietly disappeared again, except for the corpses all over the place, it seemed that he had never been here.

Deep in the jungle, it is still quiet, with a few rays of sunlight slantingly reflecting on the path.Suddenly, a white-haired old man flashed out of the jungle, dressed in a green robe, standing solemnly.He looked around cautiously and said, "It seems that there is movement in front?" He listened carefully for a moment, then frowned slightly and said, "It's strange, but it doesn't seem to be anything? Could it be that I heard wrong..."

A middle-aged man with a gentle face also flashed out from behind the tree and said, "I seem to have heard something, I wonder if something happened in the first level?"

There was a whisper in the bushes behind him, and the old man turned around a little and said, "No way, the first level has 'Invincible' Zhang Wei, 'Central Plains Boxing Champion' Shu Guang, and a dozen others are all top-ranked in the world." Even if the master who gets the number is really not that person's opponent, he can at least send a signal."

The middle-aged man bowed his head slightly, and was about to say something more, when suddenly there was a "bang" in the forest behind him, as if something heavy fell down.

At the same time, someone jumped out from the forest with a hiss, and fell into a pool of blood, twitching non-stop!

There was a constant "rustling" sound in the forest, and blood was flying all over the sky!

The old man in green yelled wildly: "Send the signal!"

The middle-aged man woke up from the shock, and hurriedly took out the signal flare from his arms!It's a pity that he didn't have time to do anything, a beam of white light flashed across like lightning, the middle-aged man felt a tingling pain in his heart and a chill in his arms.The middle-aged man's consciousness flew away all at once, he lowered his head numbly, and saw his own arm holding the flare fell to the ground, and then he also fell down.

The only thing in his ears was the scream that was getting farther and farther away from him. The moment he closed his eyes, the old man in green fell beside him!

The woods are very deep, and there seems to be no end to it.A faint smell of blood slowly wafted in the wind. A middle-aged man in a long coat hiding in the grass in the jungle frowned slightly. After a cold war, he turned his head, looked at the other people not far behind, and said in a low voice: "Something seems wrong, everyone, be careful."

There was a soft noise in the woods, and everyone clenched their weapons tightly in their hands soaked in cold sweat.

Each of them can be regarded as a first-class master in the Jianghu, either a well-known gang leader, or a famous hero.Some are just famous for each other, but they have never met each other, and some even have a little friction at ordinary times, but at this time and here they are in the same boat and against the enemy.

Because just beyond the woods there will be a "Grim Reaper" coming!

A person who has made people in the rivers and lakes sleepless for more than ten years, the most terrifying person in the legend.Although no one has ever seen it alive, there are no living people who don't know it. People in the world call that person "shadow".

The forest is awe-inspiring, the path is gloomy as before, and the wind blows the fallen leaves on the path, like a green carpet.

Suddenly, a vague, white figure appeared at the end of the path.

The heroes in the jungle clenched their hands even tighter, and some people's hands were already trembling.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

In an instant, everyone jumped up from the grass like arrows leaving the string, and all knives, swords, guns, and sticks all had to pierce that person!

That momentum seemed to overwhelm mountains and seas, and it was unstoppable!

The one rushing forward was the middle-aged man in long gown, the knife in his hand was almost in front of him!The moment he tried his best to concentrate on seeing the person who came, the figure disappeared!Like a ghost, it popped up out of nowhere, and then suddenly retracted into the ground.

The middle-aged man in the long gown quickly turned around and shouted: "Everyone be careful..." Before he finished speaking, he heard screams from the people behind him.

Only someone shouted wildly: "Where is he? Where is he!...Ah!"

Suddenly, everyone was confused.Knives, swords, sticks, and sticks began to be hacked wildly. Now there is no leader, gang leader, chivalrous kindness, and no solidarity. They only have their own lives in front of them!

Yelling, cursing, screaming, groaning, as well as blood and corpses, all the people were red-eyed, waving their swords wildly, and they didn't care who the sword would fall on!

Like gusts of cold wind, a white figure passed through the crowd.Everywhere he passed, the screams turned into screams; cursing turned into muffled grunts!

The middle-aged man in the long gown had been wounded in several places, he was anxious and shouted: "Everyone, don't chop randomly, you will hurt your own people..." Another knife came at him, and he dodged in a hurry, His left arm was strained, but the man holding the knife stood still, his face twisted and began to deform, his face was hideous and rigid, he fell down, and the back of his neck was bleeding profusely!

The middle-aged man in the long gown felt a kind of loneliness and fear that he had never experienced before. He dodged and retreated. Now it was time to leave. It was a mistake to come here, because no one could be his opponent!

The middle-aged man in the long gown turned around, flashed another gust of iron bars, and disappeared into the depths of the bushes.But a white figure floated over, and a narrow, small sword pierced his heart, and the cold feeling passed through his whole body in an instant.

He also fell down, and he opened his eyes vigorously, standing in front of him was a frail and handsome young man, with white clothes like snow and black hair like black ink.

He murmured: "Impossible, impossible..." His voice became lower and lower, and he closed his eyes.

Ouyang Xue stopped. He stood outside the slaughterhouse, coldly swept the corpses on the ground, and whispered to himself: "You are all the same..." He slowly raised his head, stared at the front and slowly continued : "Vulnerable."

The mountain is as steep as a sword, and the peaks are like waves. A man is standing on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the valley, as if he is in deep thought.He is not very tall, but many tall people will appear short in front of him; he is not very handsome, but his momentum has already overshadowed all of them.

Behind him, a gentle and handsome man came gently, his footsteps were very light, but the man on the hillside still heard it, he didn't turn his head, but asked slowly: "Where is he?"

The gentle man stopped and said, "We're going up the mountain soon."

The man on the edge of the cliff asked, "How about the casualties?"

The gentle man said: "No one survived the first three stages, but the fourth stage..."

The man on the edge of the cliff said: "Who is alive?"

The gentle man said: "Qian Zhuzhi broke his right hand, Zhanqing got a sword in his chest, Yang Yi's right hand was picked out, and the rest died."

The man on the edge of the cliff lowered his head and stood quietly, as if he had forgotten the person behind him. After a long while, he suddenly said: "Thousand-handed arrows have become one-handed arrows, and Thunderbolt hand and Huashan faction are no more than ears. Stay behind These people are only afraid that they will be the scourge of the future."

The gentle man said: "The three of them are seriously injured, I can send someone to kill them right away."

The man on the edge of the cliff shook his head slightly and said, "The three of them won't be the only ones alive. He won't do his best for the remaining few stages."

The gentle man said: "I also feel that he didn't seem to do his best. Why?"

The man on the edge of the cliff said: "For you and me." He looked up at the already gray sky, and said: "He is waiting to finally meet with us....Because he is really angry."

A gust of cold wind blew across the mountain, and the gentle man shivered slightly, his face was a little gray.The man on the edge of the cliff glanced back at him, and said with a faint smile, "You've been afraid of him for a long time, haven't you?"

The gentle man sighed softly: "He acts eccentrically, which makes people elusive, and his sword is even more so... In the same sect, there is no one who is not afraid of him."

The man on the edge of the cliff said: "So now, we don't have to deal with those half-dead people. We must do our best to eliminate him first, and the rest will have a chance in the future."

At this moment, another man in black ran up the hillside. He bowed respectfully to the two people on the hillside, and then whispered something in the gentle man's ear. The gentle man nodded slightly and said: "Go down. Be careful, don't let the people on the mountain see you."

The man in black said: "Yes." Then he retreated respectfully, and disappeared into the mountain path in a flash.

The man on the edge of the cliff said: "How about the fifth level?"

The gentlemanly man said: "Sure enough, as expected by the owner of the valley, there are people who survived the fifth pass."

The man on the edge of the cliff said: "In the fifth pass, Xie Yingxiong is the one with the highest martial arts."

The gentle man said: "It is he who is still alive and has a broken leg."

The man on the edge of the cliff said: "The Overlord Spear is nothing more than that."

The gentle man didn't answer, he lowered his head.

The sky began to darken, dark clouds began to gather, and a storm was approaching.Ouyang Xue stood in the middle of the mountain road, still dressed in white, still thin.He looked at the rugged path in the mountains, there were faint traces of sweat on his forehead, but there was some brilliance in his expression.Because at the end of the road, there is his most beloved person there.

For him, no matter what is ahead, he will go there, never look back, never regret!

It was already halfway up the mountain, and the bushes beside the mountain road became more and more dense.

Suddenly, a big man with a strong figure and a square face rushed down on the mountain. He was agile and moved to the middle of the mountain after a few ups and downs.In a flash, he jumped into the nearby bushes.

In the bushes, there was a slight sound, and a refined and handsome middle-aged man with a long sword appeared next to the big man, and whispered: "Brother Tan, can you see the Ximen hero?"

The big man frowned slightly and said in the same soft voice: "I saw it. But he said, let us stay here and not go down the mountain."

The middle-aged man said: "But the second signal has already been ignited ahead."

The big man said: "It's the fourth and fifth levels."

The middle-aged man was stunned and said: "That person appeared in the fourth and fifth levels? Then the first few levels...?"

The big man said: "There is no news in the first few rounds, I'm afraid it's more ominous than good."

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "I don't know why, but I always feel that something is wrong."

The big man said: "There is one thing that I still don't understand."

The middle-aged man said: "Oh?"

The big man said: "That person clearly knows that there are constant ambushes along the way, why did he go up the mountain?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head and continued: "There is also that Tang Shi, who has never been heard of in Jianghu before."

The big man said: "Brother Tao and I think the same. Do you think there is a ghost in this matter?"

The middle-aged man was startled and said, "Brother Tan, you mean Hero Ximen?"

The big man waved his hand and said, "How is this possible? Hero Ximen has a kind heart and a heroic spirit, which is obvious to all the world. Six years ago, my family was robbed by the Shuangsha of the Yellow River. It was only thanks to Hero Ximen that he was the benefactor of my whole family." .It won't be him!"

The middle-aged man said: "Yes, there are probably very few people in the Jianghu who have not received his favor."

The big man continued: "I think the ghost is that Tang Shi..." At this moment, a slight sneer came from the ears of the two of them.

The laughter was light and cold, like a gust of wind blowing from the ice and snow.It was so cold that the two of them shivered at the same time, their hearts sank suddenly, and a voice came out at the same time: That person is here.

The two quickly flashed to both sides, and scanned the surroundings. The bush was as gloomy as hell in an instant, and there was no sound at all!

The two stood quietly, their whole bodies on guard, only feeling that their breathing was getting heavier and heavier.Suddenly, there was a muffled groan in the bushes, followed by another person's scream!

The bushes became flustered, the middle-aged man and the big man looked at each other, and rushed towards the bushes, rushing into the bushes like an arrow leaving the string!

The bushes were already bleeding profusely, except for the corpses on the ground, the two of them couldn't see anyone, but screams came and went not far away.The middle-aged man kept his figure, rushed forward, and shouted: "Brother Tan, send a signal!"

Before he finished speaking, he rushed to the front alone!

The middle-aged man walked a little slower, wanting to look around, suddenly, he seemed to see a white shadow, that thing was so fast that the middle-aged man couldn't see anything clearly!Only a chill on his neck told him that he had been hit by the sword!But obviously that person didn't try his best, the sword just lightly passed his neck and slid towards his chest.

The middle-aged man drew his long sword from his back and stabbed forward with all his might.He no longer cared about his own life, he only wanted to die together!

With a "ding", his long sword was hit and deviated from the direction, and the man's sword still pierced into his chest mercilessly!The eyes of the middle-aged man were pitch black, and he fell down heavily.The pain woke him up from the coma, he tried his best to stand up and opened his eyes, but there was nothing in front of him except blood dripping...

Behind him, the big man stagnated slightly, and quickly took out the signal flare.Two "shooting stars" streaked into the sky.

After sending the signal, he found that the figure of the middle-aged man had disappeared from sight.He stopped and looked around vigilantly, but there was nothing!

Sudden!The big man only felt a pain in his back, and the Ruanma point on his back was indescribably numb. His back had been hit by a sword!He threw himself on the ground, struggling to turn around, no matter what, he had to take a look at this person's true face!

With a soft "Ziz", the big man's two ankles felt hot again, and he knew that his hamstring had been picked!He was anxious, his feet hurt, and he passed out!

A white shadow drifted away gently, but he didn't stop because it was almost the end.

The author has something to say: It's not that I finished it and deliberately didn't post it together, because this manuscript was written a long time ago, so now I try my best to refine each chapter.In addition, the writing style of this chapter is somewhat modeled after Gu Long, which is a tribute to this old man.

However, the style of this article is a bit dark, so it doesn’t matter if you don’t like it, there will be another more relaxed modern article later, so let’s keep it a secret for now.So, are there any friends who are willing to collect me?

I feel like recommending myself too bluntly. . . . . .