How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

On the top of the tent mountain, with the bright sky, you can still see the shadows in the cave.The light is not bright enough, and it is difficult to see clearly.Esmu's men stood behind her holding a bundle of ropes, and she looked at Xingheying and the two with a smile:

"How? Ready to go down?"

Xingheying stretched his waist, and squinted at the rope: "I don't need that, just leave it to the Taoist priest."

Jian Qianshan raised his eyes to look at him, and he raised his eyebrows at the person, and suddenly he lifted his clothes, jumped up and rushed to the hole on the top of the tent, and jumped down in a daze.Esmu was startled, and hurriedly chased after him, and saw that this person seemed to be deliberately showing off his skills, and somehow a ball of light lit up in his hand, showing that this person's clothes were fluttering, he was touching the mountain wall, and borrowing strength from left to right.The light in his hand illuminates the surrounding area, and one can see that there are bones hanging from spider threads, which is exactly the place Jian Qianshan visited back then.Jian Qianshan knew that this person was just showing off to himself, and the fire in his hand did not start out of thin air, but an exquisite firearm made for him by Liu Niang.He only smiled, and was about to take the rope in Esmu's hand in a proper manner, and slowly go down the rope, but suddenly heard Xingheying below shout——

"Who?!"

Jian Qianshan immediately looked down, but heard the clang of the sword unsheathed below, and then a cold light was reflected by the bright light in Xingheying's hand.The flame was cut off by the sword energy in a flash, but at this moment, Jian Qianshan had already seen that the man was dressed in black and covered his face with a black cloth, and his figure was very familiar.Immediately startled, luckily jumped down immediately!

"Hey! Rope—!"

Esmu was taken aback again, this man didn't bring a rope either!Do you Central Plains people like to jump mountains without a rope to experience the feeling of flying freely?

"No need!" Jian Qianshan had time to reply and left.Esmu stomped on it:

"Without a rope, when you come back, can you still fly up from below on flat ground!"

Jian Qianshan was dressed in a plain white Taoist robe, flying down like a white bird flipping through the air.He didn't have the intention to show off his skills like Xingheying, so he used his strength to slow down on the rock wall a few times, and he fell into the sleeping wolf lair.

Although the sky was shining, the cave was still dark.Jian Qianshan's eyes went dark, and there was a sudden sound of wind in his ears.Turning around and making a wrong step, the sword is unsheathed and thrown upside down!

There was a clang of gold and iron crossing, but one step staggered and bumped into someone.At the foot of Jian Qianshan, he was disturbed and startled secretly, but the man stretched out his arms to embrace him, turned around and hid him behind him, and at the same time stabbed his sword directly at the opponent's chest.

He was not surprised by this move, the opponent was about to avoid it, when suddenly Xingheying raised the Huoyue Liuyun sword in his hand, tearing off the black scarf that covered his face.

The other party was shocked, and raised his hand to cover his face.Sleeping Wolf Lair was dark and Jian Qianshan had no Yeyan, so he didn't see the man's appearance clearly but heard Xingheying sneer.Frowning slightly, his eyes suddenly darkened a little, Jian Qianshan looked up and understood, at this time the sun moved westward, and the skylight that came in had gradually moved away.

It seems that because the three of them fought too hard, the spiders that should have been everywhere in Sleeping Wolf's Lair did not appear at this time.The opponent's mask was destroyed again, and he hid in the dark with his hands covering his face.Jian Qianshan couldn't see clearly, but Xingheying smiled softly.Jian Qianshan was about to ask him what he saw, when suddenly a chill rose from his back, making his hair stand on end.Almost without thinking, he drew his sword and twisted to block it——

There was another crisp sound, and the Dao Xin Gui Ya sword was blocking two darts piercing the heart of Xing He Ying Hou.Almost at the same time, Xingheying suddenly turned around and swung his sword to sweep away, the sword energy approaching the corner of the dark place.With an exclamation, it sounded like a woman, a slender figure suddenly appeared in the originally empty dark place.The man was also dressed in black, and he covered his shoulders with one hand at this moment.Xingheying sneered again, but Jian Qianshan's eyes flickered because of this skill of concealment, and he immediately saw the origin of the other party: "Jiuxiao Pavilion?"

Although the name is elegant, it is obvious that this is not a place of love and beauty.

Jiuxiao Pavilion, the strongest killer organization in Jianghu.It is the strongest but not the biggest, because it only has nine masters.

It is always declared to the outside world that there are only nine masters, so it is called Jiuxiao.Except for Jiuxiao, the rest are all trash in the eyes of their pavilion masters.A salted fish is still a salted fish, unless it can replace one of the nine heavens.

A few years ago, when Jian Qianshan was still a disciple, he traveled abroad and met someone from Jiuxiao Pavilion.This skill is really weird, like the so-called Japanese ninjutsu, he just memorized it firmly.Now that we meet each other on a narrow road, I didn't expect to meet the people from Jiuxiao Pavilion again.It's just that this person's skills are not solid, and Jian Qianshan stared at the killer again, only to feel that she looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.

However, Xingheying let out a laugh, moved the point of the sword pointing at the killer in Jiuxiao Pavilion, and pointed at the man in black hiding in the dark——

"Second Senior Brother, you've been busy all the way, why don't you come out and chat with Senior Senior Brother for a while?"

... Feng Heming? !

Jian Qianshan was slightly taken aback, looked up, the dead silence was only a moment, the man finally walked into the sky, with a cold face.He was dressed in black, holding a sword upside down in his hand, and there was still a little blood on the blade.Seeing that the tip of his sword was stained with blood, Jian Qianshan immediately turned to look at Xingheying, looked him up and down and found no injuries, so he was slightly relieved.Feng Heming could see clearly, Xingheying patted Jian Qianshan on the shoulder:

"He's not capable of really killing me."

This is really cheap to say.Jian Qianshan frowned helplessly and laughed helplessly, Feng Heming couldn't hold back, and took a step forward: "Brother, I..."

"..." Jian Qianshan looked at him in the blink of an eye, and for a moment, I don't know if it was an illusion, his white hair seemed to be a little grayer, as if he was tired and old.But it was only for a moment, Jian Qianshan still stared at Feng Heming:

"explain?"

Feng Heming fell into silence for a moment, his gaze lowered to the ground, staring at a speck of light cast by the skylight, there was dust flying in the beam of light, which was coated with a layer of bright color.However, it is just dust after all, no matter how beautifully it is reflected, it is still dust.Finally, he spoke slowly again: "I have nothing to say... Senior brother, I am ashamed of you."

Ashamed of... me?Jian Qianshan looked at Feng Heming, didn't speak, but looked at Feng Heming with an expressionless face.Xingheying, who had been eating melons and watching dramas to add fuel to the flames, suddenly became flustered for no reason. Jian Qianshan's state was probably what the storyteller called "deep anger". He only saw it once many years ago, the only time.After that, I never saw Jian Qianshan like this again, but he didn't dare to see his senior brother pull his face down for three full years——

Jian Qianshan stepped forward, still expressionless and furious, and Feng Heming froze in place with his serious aura, allowing him to walk in front of him.Then, Jian Qianshan raised his hand and slapped Feng Heming hard on the face!This slap probably used ten percent of his strength, Feng Heming was completely defenseless, he staggered two steps and almost fell, his face was red and swollen quickly.

"Hey!!" The assassin of Jiuxiao Pavilion trembled from his slap, and wanted to stop him, but Jian Qianshan suddenly turned his eyes to look at her, his eyes were full of anger, but he seemed to be too calm.He spoke extremely coldly, as if coming from the deepest, darkest and coldest place in the abyss:

"Jianmen family affairs, outsiders stay away!"