Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Ning Xiumao had already noticed the abnormality before the disciples of the Wudang sect started making noise. When he was walking through the forest, he suddenly found that all the singing of birds and insects suddenly fell silent.

These little things do not have the thinking ability of humans, but because of their wild and keen instincts, they can detect the approaching danger faster than the top experts, and keep silent about it.

Especially when that danger is their natural enemy.

At this time, Ning Xiumao didn't need to wait for someone to remind him. Ning Xiumao could already feel the strong and fishy smell. He looked at the dark forest in front of him, with the dazzling fire behind him.

At this moment, his mood subtly coincides with the seven strings on the other side of the mountain.

They all guessed that the opponent would attack Wudang, but none of them expected that the opponent would use such an extreme method.

Yan Luocha and Qixian have handled countless important cases in their lives, but one is in the court and the other is in the rivers and lakes. They themselves can't count how many times they have been in crisis, let alone how to see through the secrets and escape.

However, this time, they all felt an unprecedented threat, because once a person is bound, he can no longer be alone.

Fishy wind blowing.

At this moment, Ning Xiumao knew very well that if he turned back immediately, there might not be a chance of survival, but if this were the case, that cold young man might be swallowed by the tide of snakes immediately.

No, it's not possible, it's inevitable.

Ning Xiumao did not hesitate for too long.

Not to mention that he already owes the Liu family too much.

Not to mention that if he hadn't chosen such an untimely opportunity to confess today, Qingtong would not have left in a state of turmoil, and would have been in danger.

Even if it's just about selfishness, he can't just turn around and leave like this - he doesn't care about moral conscience at all, it's all about selfishness.

Either everyone says Ruanrou Township is a tomb of heroes, or everyone thinks that the sharpest sword and the fastest knife in the rivers and lakes must be heartless and ruthless.

Even if Qingtong is not a beauty at all, let alone a hero, the bond between them is probably nothing more than that.

Ning Xiumao clenched the handle of the whip, and continued to walk steadily into the forest. There was no smile on his face, but he was not as dignified as he should be. It was a very strange expression, and maybe he himself didn't know how to use it. What kind of words can accurately describe it.

He was originally handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, although his status and age gave him the air of dust after a thousand sails, but he didn't have the boredom and listlessness that most people should have when they are in this state of mind.

At first glance, Ning Xiumao always has a kind of cynicism, but once he becomes serious, his eyes will be so deep that people dare not look directly for too long, as if there is a vortex inside, which will break people to pieces.

People in the Gongmen usually present a rigorous and rigid image of justice, with the intention of stabilizing the government and appeasing the hearts of the people, but Ning Xiumao rarely has this kind of temperament.

When he doesn't deliberately restrain his breath, his body is full of suffocation, blood and evil spirit. Compared with the court, he looks more like a man in the way of a demon.

At this moment, his dangerous aura even made Snake Chao feel slightly hesitant, instinctively feeling that this prey was not easy to mess with.

"Snapped!"

The whip whizzed past in mid-air, with a biting death aura, quickly rolled up a group of entangled snake shadows like the wind, and the next moment, the snake group was smashed into countless pieces by the force of the whip , falling in all directions.

Blood splashed, cold.

That cold dead air became even heavier.

The smell of snakes and the sound of wandering and rustling seriously disturbed people's five senses. Ning Xiumao was struggling, but he didn't know that Qingtong was not only not far away from him at this moment, it could even be said to be close to him. Unfortunately, none of them could see the other. Can't feel anyone either.

At this time, Qingtong felt that she was trembling, not because of fear, but because of anger.

This anger was not because of the fact that he knew that Ning Xiumao might be the cause of the overthrow of the Liu family, but because he found that when he finally started to face the truth, he was so powerless.

How to do?Did you kill Ning Xiumao?The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, it sounds like a very simple thing, life for life, very good, although simple and rude, it completely conforms to the rules of this martial arts.

It's a pity that he can't kill Ning Xiumao, that person's martial arts are far superior to his, to put it bluntly, that person is as strong as his son, and the outcome is still close to five or five.

And what will he do?He doesn't even know martial arts at all, the only thing he knows is the Liu family's ghost step across the river.

What's even more ridiculous is that this unrivaled lightness skill in the world, when it comes to him, it's just a pearl dusted in dust, and it becomes a tool for him to escape.

Even if he was replaced by someone else, he might be able to hide in the dark and sneak attack by surprise, but it might not be impossible for him to succeed.

But that person who laughed to death always arrests his head, Yan Luosha, and Ning Xiumao, but he can see through his hiding place every time from the very beginning.

My heart is in a mess, the world is so big but there is nowhere to go, Qingtong can only shuttle through the forest aimlessly, running, running, and running, maybe running like this can temporarily stop thinking about those worrying things.

So when the first snake climbed up on his feet, Qingtong was just a little dazed, looking down at the slender poisonous snake on his shoe that was slowly standing up, facing the two eyes that were shining with a gloomy light. See.

The bright red snake letter in the hiss sounded like a herald of death.

Suddenly, a ridiculous thought flashed in Qingtong's mind, he smiled stiffly, thinking it's unbelievable why he got to where he is today.

Ning Xiumao said he liked him.is that true?While the snake was slowly climbing up, Qingtong was wondering whether Ning Xiumao's so-called liking would be his chance to take revenge—provided that he really liked it?

Ridiculous indeed.

One day, he found himself desperately reduced to the point where he wanted to go to sex. If it wasn't for the snake still waiting for his movement, he really wanted to reach out and touch his face to see what he looked like. Also have sex to lure?

However, the bottom of my heart is like being possessed by a demon. There is a voice that has been yelling and yelling ever since this idea absurdly came into being, try it, try it, so what, there is only one life and one body left , Is he still afraid of losing something, he has nothing at all.

There was a slight drooping feeling on his chest. It was the copper coin that Ning Xiumao gave him back then.

Yes, Qingtong pursed her lips, he has nothing, even the young man who wanted to be close to him back then has been annihilated in the years, leaving only one enemy.

that is it.

"Hiss—!!" The poisonous snake, which had been waiting for so long, finally didn't want to confront the prey in front of it any longer. In the dark night, it sprinted forward, opened its mouth, and exposed its sharp fangs. The speed was so fast that only an afterimage remained.

However, it didn't expect that its prey could be faster than him, Qingtong, like waking up from a big dream, suddenly moved away from the snake's mouth, so fast that there was no afterimage left.

At this time, his overly shocked mind began to wake up slowly. The thought was buried in his heart and became the driving force for support, allowing him to see in shock the vast sea of ​​snakes in front of him.

Compared with such a terrifying scene, the little snake just now couldn't even reach the striker.

"Young Master!" He whispered. Ning Xiumao said that Qi Xian would come to Wudang Mountain. If he had just treated him as a nonsense cat bumping into a dead mouse before, then after knowing the real identity of this person , there is no need to doubt the accuracy of this statement. ,

What's more, he soon heard Wen Nianyuan's warning from the sky, and the Wudang faction's vague riot afterwards.

The son really came up the mountain!

Snakes, so many snakes, dangerous!

Qingtong used all her strength to quickly shuttle between the branches, she didn't dare to stop for a moment, otherwise she would be swallowed by the snake tide immediately, leaving no bones left.

He wanted to walk on the treetops, but found that these snakes had already occupied every corner of Wudang Mountain, and all the trees were densely covered with disgusting, slippery and cold bodies.

He could only use ghost steps to cross the river non-stop, turning into a gust of wind.

But the problem is that no matter who they are, no matter how high a master they are, their internal strength is limited, but these snakes seem to have no end.

Qingtong heard her own breathing, so anxious, Qixian is on the mountain, if these disgusting cold-blooded creatures can't be dealt with, Qixian will be in danger, he has to do something, he has to do something.

He is so incompetent that he can't take revenge. Could it be that he can't take revenge for the young master who gave him another life? That's ridiculous.

Calm down... calm down... something's wrong... wait a minute!Qingtong took a deep breath, it was obviously impossible for the snake tide to come from instinct, so someone must be secretly driving these snakes!

To drive these snakes, that person must be nearby, and it is impossible to be too far away, no, no, if this is a formation, that person may even be in the center area where the snakes are most dense.

There are two roads in front of Qingtong now, one is relatively sparsely populated by snakes, it is entirely possible for him to rush out of the net before his internal energy is exhausted; wave.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of a zither under the sky.

He quickly realized that it was not a seven-stringed qin, but it must be playing the seven-stringed qin. In the past few decades, no one has been more familiar with this fingering than him. Even Wen Nianyuan may have to retreat, but it is a pity Familiarity is just familiarity, he is sober.

Qixian has made a move, his phantom sound technique has reached its peak, but the problem is that these snakes and insects on the ground are already controlled by people, and they are even raised by people at all. Downwind.

The Snake Tide hesitated a little, and slightly stopped its sweeping speed, but everyone could tell that this was only temporary.

But for Qingtong, this is the opportunity that the young master gave him!

He must find out that snake driver within this short time, and then... and stop him no matter what the cost is!

Secretly clenching his fist, the red clothes flashed away in the dark night, submerging into the dense snake tide without hesitation.

The author has something to say: ФωФ wishes everyone a happy Yuandandan, and the new year is about to start! _(:з」∠)_

Poor Yuanrun Ye was dragged by the leader to drink for three days, and fell on the bed for three days /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ The daily shift will resume from today, and tomorrow I will throw the wine glass in the leader's face! 【you dare? ￣へ￣