Jianghu chaos

In the bustling city of Luoyang, merchants come and go, it is very lively, and it looks peaceful from a distance.

Suddenly, a man came galloping on horseback, jumped over the city gate, galloped across the north-south official road, smashed the dust and mud all the way, and rushed straight through the crowd, causing a lot of jumps.Someone looked on tiptoe, only to see a tall figure in the distance, with a cloak fluttering behind him, like a dark battle flag.

And the direction he was rushing to was outside Luoyang City, Mengjin County.

The daughter was poisoned and passed out, knowing that it was Yan Wuya's hands, and there was news that this person appeared in Mengjin, Cao Mingge was very anxious, how could he wait for the other three factions, galloping all the way alone, staring at Mengjin's direction regardless , The blue veins in the hand holding the rein jumped suddenly, and the anger in my heart was blown by the strong wind, and it became more like a raging fire, and it intensified.

27 years ago, the battle was still in front of my eyes, the sound of flute was like a tide, and the sound waves were like blades, covering the head, trapping the man in a corner, resisting the turmoil in his heart, and struggling to support him, he was about to be hidden in the melody The blade pierced through the heart.Just at the very moment, another figure rushed out from nowhere, knocked that person out, and was hit by Liulu Lingyin's full strength for a lifetime, and instantly blood splattered all over his body and face. .

Cao Mingge wiped his face. He remembered that he was dragged by this half-grown man who appeared out of nowhere. He watched Yan Wuya get up from the ground. He wanted to save someone, but he was shouted hoarsely. The sound forced him back.Cao Mingge was eager to kill a thief, impatiently kicked him in the heart, trying to kick him away, but that kid was very stubborn, hugging his leg tightly, even if he was covered in blood, even if he was dragged away The bloody and bloody man was still clinging tightly, without any slackening; until the blood became cold and his body became stiff, his eyes were still wide open, facing the direction of his brother's escape, and his canthus was completely cracked.

A drop of blood seeped out of his eye socket, rolled down his childish cheek, and condensed on his chin, looking like a tear of blood.

"Fuck, Ming, song!"

The voice of resentment came from 27 years ago, revealing the deep-rooted hatred that a thousand cuts would not be enough to wipe out half of it. The surroundings suddenly fell, and the feeling of bleakness seemed to suddenly fall from early summer to late autumn, and the killing intent gradually approached. The sound of the wind whistled like a ghost crying, the sky and the earth were dark for a while, the smoke and dust blinded the eyes, and the official roads and pedestrians in the mountain suburbs were all scattered, as if they had suddenly broken into a ghostly mansion.

Cao Mingge pulled the reins, and the horse neighed long and loudly. Looking back, it turned out that not far behind him, on the tip of the new leaves, was the man standing upright, looking at him coldly through the wind and dust.

"Yan-wu-ya-"

Cao Mingge jumped up, kicked the horse away, casually pulled out the long flute from his waist, and pressed the hole of the flute.

Startled by a cry of a crane, pierced into the head through the eardrum, followed the meridian and pressed straight into the inner breath, fighting and looting all the way, rushing straight to the internal organs, tapping the inner strength of the heart meridian.

Not seen in 27 years, Liulu Lingyin is still not to be underestimated. Even though he has lost his internal strength for 15 years by passing on the piano, he is still aggressive when he first fights.

The cold knife slashed down, cutting off the sound wave, Yan Wuya's blood-red eyes stared straight at him, and a cruel smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You really came here."

"Despicable villain." Cao Mingge said coldly, "A defeated man is a defeated man. He dare not take revenge on me, he will only use some dirty tricks!"

Yan Wuya laughed loudly: "So what? Fuck Mingge, your daughter won't live for a few more days!"

Cao Mingge took a step closer: "What kind of poison did you use for my daughter!"

"The poison in my Sunset City can't even hide from Baichuan Villa's Shangguan Jue. How long can your precious daughter last?" Yan Wuya smiled sharply, slowly took out a medicine bottle from his arms and played with it in his hands, looking at it mockingly He said, "Your daughter's poison was specially developed by me. There is only this bottle of antidote in the rivers and lakes—Fuck Mingge, if you kneel down and kill yourself, I might consider making her die less painful."

Cao Mingge clenched his fists, his eyes fell on the medicine bottle, and the flute in his hand gradually changed direction.

Yan Wuya withdrew his hand, and suddenly slapped the tree trunk hard, the medicine bottle was shattered immediately, and the medicine inside was also smashed to pieces in an instant, scattered like dust in the sound of the big tree falling.

Cao Mingge's eyes were suffocated, and he flew over without thinking.

"Your daughter will definitely die!" Yan Wuya laughed loudly, and turned around to avoid Zhang Yuan, "I want you to watch your daughter die in pain, and I want you to experience the tragic death of a loved one but being powerless!"

Another long tone was suppressed, this time it was no longer as smooth as the previous one, there was a faint sense of rupture in the tune, the person who played the tune was furious, hatred broke out from the depths of the tune, and he howled angrily With the impact of visceral organs.

"If you want revenge, just come to me! Indiscriminately hurt innocent people, as expected, Sunset City is full of useless rats!"

"Innocent?" Yan Wuya smiled bitterly, and slashed down with the long knife, "Isn't my younger brother innocent?! He was only 12 years old at that time!"

The elongated clanging sound was even more ear-piercing, it made people's scalps go numb, and with a twist of the blade, Yan Wuya stepped forward and said sadly, "Fuck Mingge, your second son is also 12 years old this year, isn't he? "

Cao Mingge stagnates.

The opening flashed by, Yan Wuya slashed with the knife with great strength, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

Throat cut.

The knees hit the ground heavily, shaking the broken branches and leaves all over the ground, blood spurted out from the neck, and the official road in the suburbs was bloody.

Yan Wuya grabbed the corpse, suppressing his voice, crying and laughing: "Brother... I avenged you..."

Not far away, there seemed to be thunder, and a white light flashed, wrapping around his neck the next moment he realized it.

"Fuck the castle master!"

"That's Yan Wuya!"

Yan Wuya grabbed the whip and looked over, a group of people were already approaching, the sound of horseshoes shook the heavens and earth, they were like thousands of troops on this quiet official road.

It was the three factions of Juanyungu, Qinglingjian, and Huai'an Escort Bureau, a group of 15 people surrounded them.

Yan Wuya staggered and stood up, pointing his long knife obliquely at the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said, "Overestimating one's abilities."

The killing sound was like thunder, resounding far and near.

Heaven has changed.

As if in an instant, the heavy rain poured down, accompanied by rumbling thunder, hitting the roof one after another, and the black clouds came down heavily, making people breathless.

The rain fell continuously, gradually forming a pool under the eaves. The water splashed on the clothes and soaked the fabric, bringing a trace of coolness.

Ruan Xi hurriedly walked, turned a corner of the corridor, and suddenly ran into a garden tree, whose head and face were poured with water from the branches and leaves.

"Mr. Ruan, are you alright?" Behind him, Ye Fushu ran up to him holding up the hem of his skirt, holding back a smile and wiping his face with a handkerchief.

Ruan Xi wiped his face and said dejectedly, "Why is there a tree here..."

Ye Fushu looked around for a week, still seeing the same courtyard and corridor, with no guards around: "Mr. Ruan, can you see where we have gone?"

Ruan Xi shook his head, and said with a broken face, "I'm already dizzy, no matter where, let's go first! Let's go in one direction, and we can always get out!"

"But..." Ye Fushu looked back at the corridor with nine twists and eighteen bends, and said helplessly, "We've already turned in many directions... It's raining unexpectedly, and we can't even tell the north from the east..."

Ruan Xi scratched his head, looking at another winding corridor in front of him: "Why is this place so big, I can't even walk to the end..."

Ye Fushu thought for a while: "Could it be... the legendary Qimen Formation?"

"Array?" Ruan Xi turned around abruptly, his eyes sparkled, "Ms. Ye is well-informed, you can recognize it, and you must be able to solve it!"

Ye Fushu lowered his head and said shamelessly, "If it's still possible for Teacher, how could I..."

Disappointed, Ruan Xi leaned against the colonnade dejectedly, and the rain seeped into his clothes layer by layer, drenching him completely: "What can we do...how should we get out..."

"Ming Yuan is so confident in the organ formation here, we definitely won't be able to get out." Ye Fushu lowered his head and thought carefully for a long time, looked left and right to make sure there was no one around, then moved closer and said in a low voice "Senior Duan and Mr. Mu have both escaped. Baichuan Villa will definitely know about it, and the chivalrous Lord Shangguanzhuang will definitely not sit idly by. What's more, Mr. Ruan is Hero Mei's junior, and Hero Mei will definitely know about it." Try to save you—maybe now, they are looking around for our whereabouts, if we can find ways to pass on the news..."

"But we can't get out, so how do we pass on the news?" Ruan Xi searched himself, "They confiscated everything on me."

"Hmm..." Ye Fushu stared at the rain curtain of the eaves, staring at the rain curtain, lost in thought, wondering what he was thinking.

Ruan Xi picked up a leaf, gave it away to the rain curtain in a self-defeating manner, and then jumped into the rain, stepped on the leaf with his toes, jumped straight up, and was about to rush out of the boundary of the house .

However, just as he touched the eaves, two figures sprang out from nowhere, one on the left and one on the right clamped his arms, and the sunset-patterned mask flashed across the rain, throwing him back to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Ruan Xi jumped up, patted the rain off his body, and said to the roof with no surprise: "We're lost again, please take us back to the room!"

The two Sunset City guards were also not surprised, they flew down when they heard the sound, and politely led the way for the two of them: "This way, please."

Ruan Xi couldn't remember how many times it was. They had been trying since early morning, but every time they tried, they got lost and were taken back to the room by the guards.Perhaps it was Mingyuan's intention. The layout of all the houses and all the corridors and small courtyards in the garden are almost exactly the same. It is not even sure whether they return to the same room every time. I only know that no matter how they walk, no matter how many marks they make, they will get lost. Don't say Exit, even the original way back could not be found.

The two of them thought hard and couldn't think of a way out. The whole garden was a maze. They were in it without a map, and they didn't know the mystery of it. .

"Young Master Ruan..."

After the two guards left, Ye Fushu suddenly whispered behind him, "I thought of a way, maybe...you can try it."