Dayong Nu sentenced to death

The carriage was waiting outside the mansion, and the two took advantage of the night to leave the city.

The car was getting more and more remote, and the strange trees in the mountains stood strangely under the dark sky. The wheels brushed against the branches and leaves, crushed the rocks, and after being blown by the wet and cold wind, they whimpered, like a beast gnawing on a bone. Rubbing sound.

The hair is creepy.

Su Rao leaned against the car wall and closed her eyes to rest, thinking about the files she had read in the past few days, checking for gaps and making up for omissions, while Xiao Nan lay on the side of the car window, lifting the curtain to look out from time to time.

Half an hour later, the carriage stopped steadily.

Su Rao opened her eyes at the same time, Xiao Nan lifted the glazed wind lantern she had prepared earlier, bent down and got out of the car, then waited beside the car and raised her hand to pick her up: "Sister, come down, we have to go up the road ahead .”

Su Rao helped him get out of the carriage, looked around, the night was dark, and everything was silent, it could be seen that this was an unknown wilderness, some distance away from Shengjing City.

They were standing on muddy ground, and looking forward with the light of the lamp, they could see the stone road winding upwards and sinking into the depths of the forest.

Su Rao glanced at Xiao Nan, who smiled at her.

She said to the coachman, "Go to the town at the foot of the mountain and find a place to rest. When we return to the city, we will find you."

"Yes."

The coachman clasped his fists in response, swung his whip, turned the car around, and left leisurely.

Su Rao and Xiao Nan looked at each other, holding the wind lamp, they walked slowly up the stone road, and within two steps, a fire suddenly lit up not far away.

"How did it come so fast?"

Xiao Nan muttered something in a low voice, although he was disgusted, he still quickened his pace, and he turned the lantern towards Su Rao so that she could see the road clearly and walk more steadily.

As for himself, he has been on this road several times, and he can find it with his eyes closed.

Beside the cliff, there are jagged rocks and intertwined pine branches. A man stands facing the cliff, his sleeve robe is blown by the mountain wind and flutters, outlining his tall and thin figure. The jade belt flutters like a fairy.

Standing behind him was a man holding a lamp and holding a sword, smiling all over his face.

It was Yan Yun and Zhu Yan.

When they got closer, Su Rao glanced behind them, it was empty, there seemed to be only a few of them in the huge forest.

"It's strange, what are you two trying to do together to lure me here?"

"You'll know when you go up."

Yan Yun smiled softly, and as soon as he raised his hand, Zhu Yan hurriedly passed the lamp into his hand, and said to Su Rao: "Girl, son, he came here to pick you up, and everyone else is waiting on the mountain."

other people?
Su Rao looked at Yan Yun suspiciously, Yan Yun smiled without saying a word, and raised a lamp to show her the way, "Let's go."

The two walked side by side.

Zhuyan took two steps behind on purpose, stopped Xiaonan who wanted to catch up with him as a 'third party', and smiled and put his arms around his shoulders, "Young master, the road is long and dark, and I'm afraid of being humble, you have to stay closer to me , don't leave me behind."

Xiao Nan looked down at the hand on his shoulder, "Take it away."

"I won't take it. You will run away as soon as I let go. I don't want to stay in this deep mountain and old forest to feed the wild beasts."

Zhu Yan had an expression of 'even if you kill me, I won't let go', and she was tired of Xiao Nan's face. Xiao Nan clenched her fists tightly, and just about to beat him, Zhu Yan reminded: "You can think clearly, girl, she Just watching from the front, if we want to do something, she will definitely not be happy."

Xiao Nan looked forward, resisted the urge to throw him out, and pursed the corners of her lips unhappily.

Zhu Yan snickered, hooked him and walked behind slowly.

When we reached the top of the mountain, the light suddenly brightened. A mountain villa stood under the moon, with white walls and black tiles, hanging lights and colorful lights, as bright as day.

With the help of the lights, you can see the words "Danshanju" written on the wooden plaque with flying dragons and phoenixes.

A seemingly invisible human voice floated out from inside, and Su Rao heard a familiar human voice. She looked sideways at Yan Yun and asked in surprise, "The old monk is here too?"

Before Yan Yun could speak, there was a burst of sullen and thick reprimands from inside: "You stinky girl with no conscience, is that why you call your master?"

The voice echoed endlessly, but Su Rao could tell that it was a sound transmission.

Master Qingdeng was still a few meters away.

For a top expert like him, he can scan the movement for miles around with a single thought, and nothing can escape his eyes and ears.

"My master's miraculous skills are unrivaled in the world, and he is truly a master of a generation. My disciple admires him very much and dare not disrespect him. I was just talking in my sleep. Don't mind me."

After Su Rao raised her voice, there was no more movement from inside, she stuck out her tongue silently: When did the old monk feel so burdened.

Yan Yun happened to see the sly look on her face, and couldn't help but smile.

"Go in, they've been waiting a long time."

Instead, he held her hand, walked step by step across the uneven stone road, entered the mansion, and walked in the direction of the noisy voices.

This house is very large, with an elegant layout, reflecting the mountains and rocks.

But it is not the exquisite and rigorous wealth of the princes and nobles' mansions, but the lush vegetation, a kind of free and easy tranquility.

"There...doesn't seem to be many people here?"

Su Rao asked hesitantly, looking around.

Yan Yun followed her gaze and smiled gently: "Yes, this is the retreat of my masters. They don't like outsiders to disturb them. They do everything by themselves, and they don't even have anyone to serve them."

Su Rao's footsteps were slightly condensed, "I want to see some masters... why didn't you tell me earlier, so I can prepare in advance."

As a junior, she came to the door empty-handed for the first time, what kind of words does that sound like?

Yan Yun saw her embarrassment and uneasiness, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, they are all free and easy people, they don't care about these formalities, they just want to see you."

Su Rao didn't comment.

Walking to the backyard, where the forest is deep and the trees are luxuriant, there is a rain pavilion with pines and rocks, a few figures are sitting around the table, exchanging cups and cups, it is very lively.

But at this moment, a cold light flashed across the sky and shot towards Su Rao.

"Be careful."

Yan Yun's eyes shone slightly, but he didn't make a move, and took two steps back.

A cold light flashed in Su Rao's sleeve, she held the snake blade in her hand, and greeted her without changing her face, she made two 'clang clang' sounds, sparks splashed everywhere, after the cold light touched her dagger like a swimming snake, the cold seeped into her body. people.

Su Rao took advantage of the situation and turned around, jumped into the air, her clothes turned into streamers and gusts of wind rolled up, and she did not forget to praise casually: "Good sword!"

"This sword is called Guishang."

A calm voice pierced into Su Rao's ears. Even though the strong internal force had no intention of deliberately targeting it, it still made her eardrums hurt, and even blocked her hearing a lot.

"It is said that Qian Zongshang, Ghost Shadow, is the one who has the most vengeance. Just relying on sword intent, he can confuse people's five senses and kill people invisible. Senior thinks highly of me."

Su Rao couldn't catch his elusive figure, so she simply closed her eyes, circulated her true energy, condensed her perception around her body, and melted into every strand of wind.

"Chong!"

With a backhand blow, she blocked the stabbing sword in the dark, and the sword retreated quickly, and in the next moment, it appeared in the completely opposite direction again.

The coldness came, but before Su Rao could react, her body bent backwards like a conditioned reflex, which showed that the whole person was in mid-air for a moment, flipped back in the air, and landed firmly.

"I won't fight, I can't fight."

She simply raised her hand in surrender, and in the next breath, a skinny middle-aged man in a black robe stood opposite him holding a sword.

"You are very good."