The flow of young people's singing and drinking water

Chapter 58 Dark River
It is said that there is a river in the world that you cannot see. You can only vaguely see it in the deepest night, following the moonlight.Walking up this river, you can find them. They are the knives in the night and the most ferocious assassins.

This river is called the dark river.

And they are also called dark rivers.

On this day, it was drizzling by the river. A man in purple was holding an oil-paper umbrella, stepping on the muddy soil, and walking forward step by step. He didn’t know how long he had been walking, but he felt that the sky was getting brighter. Only when the morning light shone slightly did he finally stop.

A slender man in black was standing at the end of the river, seemingly waiting for him.

The man in purple put away the oil-paper umbrella and found that the rain had stopped at some point. He looked at the man in black in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

The man in black's complexion was a little pale. Standing in the dark, he could not clearly see the expression on his face. Suddenly he said: "Su Muyu of the Su family."

The man in purple looked at the man, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are you the head of the Su family in this generation?"

Su Muyu nodded, did not speak any more, and led the man in purple to go forward.

Su Muyu seemed to be a taciturn person.The man in purple couldn't help but be curious about him: "Su Muyu, I seem to have heard your name. You are the most famous killer of the Su family in this generation, and you are also the second person in the history of Anhe to leave the organization midway? It is said that you later You also became the 'puppet', the leader of the killer group directly under the head of the family, and then after the current head of the family took office, you became the head of the Su family. I heard that all previous heads of family were succeeded by 'puppet'."

Su Muyu ignored him, but suddenly stretched out her hand and looked up at the sky: "It's raining again."

After saying that, he opened the oil-paper umbrella in his hand. It was a large and beautiful oil-paper umbrella. When it was opened, it almost enveloped both of them.

Ziyi didn't bother to open the umbrella, so she just followed Su Muyu's umbrella safely.

Not long after, Su Muyu stopped, raised his head, and said, "We're here."

It's just that the man in purple suddenly laughed in a low voice, and Su Muyu asked in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"

The man in purple replied, "How many people in this world have the opportunity to step into the hinterland of the underground river?"

There were two people standing outside the pavilion, one was sitting on the steps smoking a pipe and puffing slowly, the other was standing upright at the door of the pavilion with a long knife in his hand and sharp eyes.

Su Muyu walked over with the man in purple, and the man sitting on the steps smoking a pipe nodded slightly to Su Muyu, but pretended to glance at the man in purple casually, and said quietly: "Now, do you still want to step in here? "

Su Muyu put away the umbrella, and the man in purple stretched out his hand, only to find that only thin strands of rain fell on his hand.

He closed his eyes, but he could hear the sound of pouring rain.He couldn't help but look surprised. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the man on the steps.

The man on the steps put down his pipe, knocked on the steps, and said with a smile: "Don't think about things you can't understand."

The man in purple calmed down and walked up the steps step by step, but every step felt so difficult. He felt like he was covered by a cover. It was calm outside, but the wind was like a knife inside the cover.He tried hard to calm down his desire to draw his sword, and walked to the door step by step.

The tall man who stood upright and had sharp eyes gently opened the door.It was dark inside, with a few candles flickering dimly.The man in purple and Su Muyu stepped in together. Su Muyu closed the door smoothly, and the sound of rain and wind outside disappeared in an instant. .

Su Muyu walked forward slowly with his sword in hand. As he walked by, the candlesticks on the roadside lit up one by one. Until finally, the whole room was brightly lit. Su Muyu was on the left hand side at the end of the long pavilion. Sat down.

To his left sat an old man in a robe. He never raised his head and was shaving his nails with a knife. Although he was old, his fingers were still as white as jade, which revealed something strange.

And on Su Muyu's right hand side was a woman in her 30s with charming eyebrows.

"Patriarch Xie Qidao, Patriarch Mu Yumo." The man in purple whispered their names.

And the person sitting on the high platform, blocked by heavy curtains, is naturally the current leader of Anhe - the patriarch. "You know us very well." The head of the family spoke first, and his voice was not as old as imagined, but thick and powerful.As a person who has been in charge of Dark River III for 40 years, it seems commendable.

The man in purple nodded: "Who would dare to step here to do business with the underground river without complete preparations?"

"Since you know us well, you should know that doing business with us is a very dangerous thing." Mu Yumo said with a smile, her voice was enchanting.

"The more dangerous some things are, the more meaningful they are." The man in purple glanced at Mu Yumo and said slowly.

"You are right." The patriarch suddenly stood up, pushed aside the layers of curtains in front of him, and walked slowly down. He was slender and wearing a black cloak. His face under the cloak was blurry. "So what meaningful things are you going to bring us?"

The man in purple looked at the head of the Anhe family who was slowly approaching, and said, "I want the river that can only be in the dark to flow into Tianqi!"

The head of the family stopped and said, "Although you have already said it in your letter, I still want to hear it from you again, your identity."

"The sixth prince of Beili, Xiao Chuhe."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Yumo, who was standing aside, frowned slightly. Judging from the recent news she had received, the man in green shirt who followed Yang Ming that day was Xiao Chuhe, and the man in front of her was obviously impersonating him. identity.

Just thinking of her position in the underground river, she still chose to remain silent.

Everyone laughed loudly and said, "Okay!"

The man in purple continued: "This time there is an extra person next to the target person. I would like to ask you to kill him together."

The man in purple emphasized, "Price is not an issue!"

Everyone became interested and said with a smile: "Oh? Tell me about that person's identity!"

The man in purple said: "Yang Ming! But this time there will be others to help you, and I will still give you the price."

When it comes to important matters, everyone will only let those involved in the matter know, "Su Muyu and Xie Qidao are staying. Mu Yumo, you take the others out."

"Yes." Mu Yumo had no choice but to leave.

At the same time, he thought to himself: "Yang Ming, with your strength, there should be no problem. If the two sword immortals join forces, they should be able to escape."

At the same time, Mu Yumo's face showed a worried look.

Snow Moon City.

"Second City Lord, I will go down the mountain with you in one month." Yang Ming said.

Li Hanyi nodded gently, put away the mask he had been wearing before, and then told Yang Ming: "Yang Ming, this time, I don't know if I will return to Xueyue City. If I don't come back, , you remember to clean this room."

Yang Ming smiled and nodded, "Second City Lord, I will make arrangements." After saying that, Yang Ming walked out of the house.

After a while, Yang Ming stopped, turned around and said, "I will wait for you at the gate of Xueyue City in a month's time."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)