Mu Xueyin

The two horses came very quickly, with the sound of tick-tock hooves like a torrential rain or a drum, and they arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.A horse is plain white, without a trace of variegation, with strong muscles, and looks extremely handsome.Such horses are usually used for breeding, and the owners often regard them as life and cherish them.But the rider on the horse didn't seem to have such awareness, he grabbed the rein suddenly, the horse was indeed a magnificent horse, immediately stood up and stopped in its tracks.The black water splashed by the trampling and the snow foam left black marks on the plain white snow beside it.The horse next to it had red flowers on a white background, which was a variegated color, but Sun Xiaoju's eyes sank immediately. The flower prints on the horse were extremely beautiful, like hot rouge, especially the red streak on the horse's tail, like The sky is like burning clouds, rolling in as the car sinks in the west.Just like this, he walked over half of the mountain, and appeared in front of Sun Xiaoju in a pretty way.It's a pity that although Sun Xiaoju loves horses, he doesn't know much about horses, otherwise he would definitely recognize these two horses: the former is "Zhuifengbai", and the latter has a very soft name, "Rouge".

As soon as the two horses came in front of him, Sun Xiaoju immediately woke up with a start, and his whole body "shuddered" at the right time.The woman riding on the rouge was about twenty years old. She only took one look at Sun Xiaoju, and she immediately saw that he must be a rascal, and he couldn't hide his inadvertent anger.Such a market rogue is always bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, and she usually doesn't even want to take a look at it.But I didn't expect such a "character" to exist in this remote mountain village, and I couldn't help but feel amused.Sun Xiaoju glanced at her inadvertently, and felt that those eyebrows were extremely beautiful, as thin as a crescent moon.The light reflected from the snow cast a gleam on the woman's face, which made Sun Xiaoju dazzled.

The man riding Zhui Fengbai was about thirty, wearing an ordinary sweater with water patterns, and the tiredness could not be concealed between his brows and eyes.He jumped off the horse and went straight to the unconscious man.After only one glance, he immediately called out to the woman: "Sister Fu, we have found this thief. He is really daring to go to our Du's house to cheat."

"Oh, Brother Peng, it's true, this person is really capable, and he can go through a hundred tricks in the hands of our Patriarch. Although our Patriarch has some old friends with him, if he wants to use the 'Nuanyang Pei' idea, it can't be said There is a dead end." At this point, the woman riding on the rouge suddenly came to her senses, and hurriedly covered her mouth, but her eyes were fixed on Sun Xiaoju.

Du Peng also realized that Du Fu had accidentally slipped his mouth. After a brief shock, he showed Sun Xiaoju a forbearing smile.The smile was silent, but Sun Xiaoju seemed to hear the piercing sound of the knife tip scratching the glass.He felt a chill behind him.At this moment, he suddenly felt something, looked at Du Fu, and met that cold gaze, Sun Xiaoju had never seen such a vicious and cold gaze.He was convinced that in the eyes of that woman, he was already a dead person.

This is really... People sit at home, and disaster comes from heaven!Sun Xiaoju smiled wryly in his heart.

Seeing Sun Xiaoju staring at him, Du Fu couldn't help saying angrily: "What are you looking at, you little rascal! Look at you gouging out your dog's eyes!" Before he finished speaking, the horsewhip in his hand was whipped across his head and face.

Sun Xiaoju immediately uttered a scream. In fact, the lash of the whip was only a little bit stronger than the tickle on him, but he uttered the scream very cooperatively.

When Du Fu heard this, he suddenly felt a strange pleasure of bullying the weak, and even more mercilessly in his hand, the whip whipped towards Sun Xiaoju like a pouring rainstorm.Sun Xiaoju immediately ran away with his head in his arms, screaming miserably, and whimpering as if begging for mercy.If an ordinary person suffered this meal, his body would be ripped apart, and he probably wouldn't be able to survive.But Sun Xiaoju had internal strength to protect him, so the dozen or so lashes were nothing.But this last whip was really harsh, and the whip was lashed towards Sun Xiaoju's eyes viciously.

This woman is so vicious.Sun Xiaoju couldn't help saying angrily.

When the last whip came, Sun Xiaoju staggered suddenly, as if unable to stand upright, he fell straight towards the rouge horse, narrowly dodging the whip.This fall was extremely natural, not to mention Du Fu who was sitting on the horse panting, even Du Peng who had always made Sun Xiaoju quite afraid did not see any clues.

When Du Fu saw it, he cursed: "You little rascal, how dare you hide!" Then he drew a sword from the side of the saddle and stabbed at Sun Xiaoju.

This time, he was quick and hateful, and he struck mercilessly.

Sun Xiaoju knew that she was going to kill her.A bit of cold light condensed on the tip of the sword, bringing with it an inaudible sound of piercing through the air, and it had already pierced in front of him, but his mind suddenly became empty, like a wasteland covered by surging fog.Those sword handle poses that have been practiced countless times, those sword handle poses that have long been familiar to the chest, have been completely forgotten at this critical moment of life and death, leaving only a star of cold light that hits the eyes.

Seeing that death was imminent because he could not avoid it, Sun Xiaoju cut his legs almost instinctively, and then rushed forward suddenly, avoiding Du Fu's stabbing sword.Although this blow came from instinct, the strength was extremely well controlled, and it was right under the belly of the rouge horse.He was in mid-air at this time, and sprang out from under the horse's belly with his back facing the sky. What caught his eyes was the neatly combed mane of the rouge horse, and the slightly curly burrs on the side of the saddle, and even saw Du Fu shooting down Sora's astonished expression.In this flash of light, it seemed as if a chord was suddenly plucked in his mind, and the sword-handle pose called "Drunken Reclining Buddha" that he used when practicing against the old man sprang out of thin air, almost subconsciously. He made it out.

Du Fu missed a single hit, and was about to raise his sword to stab again, but felt a black shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes, and the rogue disappeared, and then he was horrified to find that the rouge on his chest was suddenly torn apart.Amid the flying flesh and blood, an extremely bright spot of light flashed before her eyes, leaving only the indescribable coolness in her mind that spread extremely quickly.

Just like...

Cangshan Mountain is white snow, and the sun is singing softly at dusk.

Du Peng was trying his best to break the clenched fist of the unconscious man on the ground, when he suddenly felt a cloud of blood erupting behind him.He turned his head in panic and saw Du Fu fell down clutching his throat.But in that pool of blood and blood, it was the inconspicuous Rogue just now who was sitting slumped on the ground and panting violently.

Sun Xiaoju saw that Du Fu, who was still fierce just now, was lying down in a pool of blood without breath in an instant, and he was shocked and regretted in his heart.He gasped violently for a while, feeling a little calmer, but when he saw the scene on the ground, he almost vomited again.He shivered and put Mu Xueyin into his sleeves, beat his head with a mournful face and said: "Yes... I'm sorry, I should have escaped just now, if I escaped, I don't have to kill you."

Seeing Du Fu's death, Du Peng's eyes were tearing apart, but he did not lose his composure under the rage.Seeing that the poppy was shaking like chaff, he was startled and suspicious, he hesitated for a moment before pushing forward.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing Du Peng pressing forward, Sun Xiaoju finally recovered from his trance, stood up and said.

Du Peng sneered, and said, "When you are about to die, what else do you have to explain?"

"Before she wanted to kill me, I had no choice but to miss and hurt her life. Why don't we just let it go and let you go?" Sun Xiaoju scratched his head and said bitterly.

"Missed for a while? Let me go?" Hearing this, Du Peng's face flushed immediately, and he said furiously, "Little Huangkou, you are arrogant and arrogant. Today will definitely make your life worse than death!"

Having said that, Sun Xiaoju knew that he would not survive this fierce battle, so he decided to strike first.He suppressed the exhaustion and discomfort of body and mind, and suddenly burst into a sudden burst of inner breath, and rushed towards Du Peng who was opposite him.

Du Peng didn't expect the rogue to attack suddenly, he hesitated for a moment, then immediately restrained his mind, diverted his inner breath, and greeted Sun Xiaoju who was jumping forward.

As soon as the two of them separated, they heard a loud "bang", and saw the two figures stumbling backwards from the stirred up snow foam, and they both took a few steps back before they stood still.Sun Xiaoju took a deep breath to calm down the turbulent inner breath, but he was complaining endlessly in his heart.And Du Peng on the opposite side also put on a dignified expression, the arrogance just now has long since disappeared.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Sun Xiaoju felt more and more exhausted. He knew that he couldn't hold on anymore, and finally couldn't hold back, he tightened Mu Xueyin's sleeves, and with a loud shout, he jumped forward again.

Du Peng believed that his internal strength was better than Sun Xiaoju's, and when he saw him attacking again, he went up to him without hesitation, as if he wanted to fight again.

Both of them were like ghosts, and they bumped into each other in the blink of an eye.As soon as Fang touched, Sun Xiaoju immediately fell and flew out, with blood overflowing from his mouth.Du Peng saw that the rogue was injured by himself, and he was slumped in the snow at this time, so he wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue him.Although he was a little apprehensive, he guessed that this rogue didn't have much strength, and his internal strength was a little worse than his own, so there was really nothing to worry about.As soon as he thought of this, Du Peng no longer hesitated, and the surging inner breath rushed straight into his palm, almost gushing out.In an instant, he reached Sun Xiaoju's side, and slapped it out without hesitation.

At this moment, Sun Xiaoju suddenly hit the ground with his palm.The timing of this swipe was well grasped, and a large cloud of snow foam rose up in the middle of the field and enveloped him.Du Peng was suddenly obscured by the large snow foam, and this palm hit the empty space!Where the palm wind passed by, the new wind whipped up snow foam, and the snow foam enveloped Nuo Da.It was too late and then soon, Du Peng only felt a chill rushing towards his face, and saw a gloomy cold light appearing and disappearing in the snow fog.He was horrified, and subconsciously dodged to avoid it, but he felt a slight heat on his cheeks, and then a bone-piercing coolness came.

Du Peng was so frightened that he flew out of his wits, he clapped several palms in a panic to protect his vitals.In the snowy fog all over the sky, his sight was blocked, and with Sun Xiaoju watching from the side, he could only do his best to protect himself.

But Sun Xiaoju didn't launch another attack. When the wind stopped and the snow stopped, Du Peng realized that the surrounding area was empty, and the rogue had long since disappeared.

Du Peng searched for a while, but couldn't find Sun Xiaoju's figure, and felt a little annoyed.At this moment, the horse Zhui Fengbai not far away suddenly started to stir uneasily.His heart trembled, he took a sharp breath, and in a moment of ups and downs, he came to the side of Zhui Fengbai, and took the big gun into his hand.The moment the gun was in his hand, suddenly a huddled figure poked towards the big gun, and there was an extremely fierce wind blowing, as if it was about to crash into his arms.Du Peng was terrified, but he couldn't hold the big gun firmly, so he had to twist his body to dodge it, but the big gun in his hand was kicked away by the figure.

The figure stretched out completely, it was the Rogue who disappeared just now.Du Peng saw it clearly, and his heart suddenly felt awe-inspiring. His kick was as fast as thunder, and he swept straight at Sun Xiaoju.Sun Xiaoju twisted his waist, avoiding the vicious sweep, and curled up again in the air, while spitting at Du Peng.Seeing the hidden weapon coming, Du Peng wanted to dodge it, but suddenly found that it was a mouthful of saliva. He hesitated for a moment, and then saw a white light shining in front of his eyes.His reaction was also extremely fast. Seeing that he couldn't dodge in time, he subconsciously stretched out his right arm to block it, and saw a cloud of blood spray, and his right arm immediately dropped limply.

He unleashed his fox trot, pedaling and moving on the snow, just like a cunning fox fighting a rabbit, suddenly changed direction several times and turned to Du Peng's right side, bullying him, Mu Xueyin sent out again.Du Peng's right arm was seriously injured, unable to resist, he kicked towards Sun Xiaoju's abdomen without hesitation.This kick was a desperate counterattack, with a heavy force, and there was a faint sound of piercing through the air.When Sun Xiaoju saw it, he knew that he wanted to fight to the death, so he withdrew Mu Xueyin, performed fox trot again and turned to Du Peng's right side, and lightly tapped the knee of the kicked right leg with his left hand, and that leg instantly stiffened. air.Without any hesitation, Sun Xiaoju rolled up against his unretracted right leg, a white light flashed in his hand, and he saw a head soaring into the sky.The blood spurting from the neck was like a spring, splashing Sun Xiaoju all over.

Panting for breath, Sun Xiaoju sat on the snowy ground, looking at the scattered flesh and blood around him, his heart was flustered for a moment.He muttered to himself: "I'm sorry, if I don't kill you, you will kill me. Don't blame me..."

After sitting obsessively for a while, he finally couldn't hold on anymore, and lay down softly on the snow.I didn't feel anything when I started working just now, but now after I rested, I suddenly felt stomach acid rising, and my back was already dripping with cold sweat, which was already wet.

Sun Xiaoju was completely out of strength now, and almost passed out for a long time.His right hand was also convulsed, he couldn't even hold Mu Xueyin in his hand, and fell straight into the snow.What worried him the most was his waist, which seemed to have been injured when he exerted himself just now. At this moment, it was stabbingly painful, as if there was a fire hidden in his waist, which was scorching crazily.Usually walking with the old man, walking for two hours is not so tiring.The outcome of a life-and-death fight is only a moment, and Sun Xiaoju understood a little. He thought for no reason: If he was an opponent with the old man, he might have died thousands of times during those trips.

Mu Xueyin trembled lightly in the snow, and some blood droplets flowed slowly on it.Sun Xiaoju turned his head away, and after only one glance, he felt that the red was coming densely, and it was soaked into the bottom of his heart along with the cold wind around him.

After lying down for a while, Sun Xiaoju suddenly heard a thud, the sound was naturally very soft, but in this empty and lonely snow field, it seemed so sudden and clear.Holding back the pain, he turned over and saw that the unconscious man seemed to move a little bit.

Sun Xiaoju stepped forward quickly, and sent a stream of inner breath into the man's body.The man coughed and opened his eyes, eyes full of gratitude.His left hand grabbed the hem of Sun Xiaoju's mandarin jacket. Sun Xiaoju subconsciously avoided it, but he didn't dodge after all and let him grab it.

The man said, "Junior brother, thank you very much."

The sound was like a leaky bellows, thin and muffled, with the slightest sound of breathing in.

"My name is Bi Xinbai, and I'm the old man's second disciple. This is—" He opened his clenched right hand with difficulty, but there was a small piece of dragon-patterned topaz in the palm of his hand.The dragon was carved with teeth and claws, lifelike, giving people a feeling that it is about to emerge from the jade.

"Nuanyang Pei?" Sun Xiaoju took the small piece of dragon-patterned topaz with a solemn expression.

Bi Xinbai nodded with difficulty, his breathing became short of breath, he looked at Sun Xiaoju and said, "Junior brother, this sun warmer must be handed over to Master personally, otherwise my life will be for nothing."

"Don't worry! I will definitely do it." Sun Xiaoju hesitated and said, "Brother Bi, how do you know that I am also the old man's disciple?"

A smile appeared on Bi Xinbai's face, and he replied: "Your inner breath gives me a familiar and warm feeling..."

Before he finished speaking, Bi Xinbai's smile froze on his lips, and the hand that was holding Sun Xiaoju's mantle dropped limply.