Run the rivers and lakes

Bai Zhi woke up from a coma with a splitting headache. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was locked in an iron cage, like some kind of captured bird or beast.She looked up and looked around, and saw Fu Yuan lowered his head slightly, leaning against the door with his chest folded, but he was looking at her.

The atmosphere was strangely quiet, Bai Zhi thought about what to say now that would be more beneficial to her situation, but Fu Yuan didn't give her this chance, and cut straight to the point: "I know Bai Shu killed Wang Qingyue? What about you? "

Knowing that the matter had been exposed, Bai Zhi leaned her head weakly on the iron rod, and did not intend to hide anything: "I did a little little favor, such as pretending to be a maid who escaped to give you Wufangtang a tip-off, so that you can be on the spot. Catch Wei Shuxing."

At the end, she added another sentence mockingly: "No matter what deal Los Angeles has reached with you, you don't really intend to believe him, do you?"

"Luocheng? Who is in charge of Luocheng." Fu Yuan didn't know why Bai Zhi suddenly talked about this, and he was puzzled, "I'm talking about you now, the hall master and the young hall master have already known the truth, you and Bai Shu can't survive."

Bai Zhi was slightly startled, squinted her eyes, and looked at Fu Yuan with a sneer: "So you came to remind me? To be honest, I was moved, brother—"

She purposely prolonged the last two words, her eyes full of indifferent irony: "I really hope you can remind me before Grandpa dies, what do you think?"

Fu Yuan stared at her for a long time with sullen face, then suddenly smiled, cold, helpless and lonely. "Let's do it for ourselves, Xiaozhi." He left after saying a word.

The heavy chain on the door was slammed hard, and the sound was a little frightening.

The vast sea of ​​clouds covers the sky and the sun, and the lonely hills have no other sound except the howling wind and the tall grass.Bai Shu sat in the middle of the grass, her long clothes were like snow, her black hair was like a waterfall, like a stray crane.

Behind the hill is the town where Luo Jiuyuan and his righteous men live. He is like a lonely gatekeeper.

And after a while, the hill was surrounded by people, all in solemn blue and black outfits, with sharp weapons, just waiting for an order.

Bai Shu didn't raise his head, but learned that Wang Xunfeng was coming by footsteps, his eyes slowly raised to stare at him, his face was expressionless, his teeth leaked cold anger: "I didn't see my girl."

Wang Xunfeng walked up to him, moved his finger bones in a leisurely manner, made a creepy sound, tilted his head slightly, met his gaze, gritted his teeth and said every word slowly: "A long time ago, I couldn't see My girl."

Bai Shu raised his head suddenly, and Wang Xunfeng's palm struck him overwhelmingly.

The moment grass clippings and sand splashed, Bai Shu's robe was still fluttering in the wind.He saw that the place where he was sitting just now had been smashed into a deep hole. If he hadn't escaped just now, his brain would have burst and he would have died on the spot.He knew very well that Wang Xunfeng's trip was to take his life, and he couldn't help but fell into deep worry, not for himself, but about Bai Zhi's life.

Wang Xunfeng stood up, patted the dust on his hands, and fixed his eyes on Baishu floating not far away.The Wufangtang killers behind him jumped up one after another, leaving dark shadows in the air, their blades flying together like dazzling rain all over the sky.

There was no way for Bai Shu to evade, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and receive all attacks head-on.He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and lifted up nine points of energy, but he seemed to be lingering on his breath, mobilizing a lot of internal force in his body, almost no more courage left.He waved his sleeves like a hidden universe, exerted all the strength of the weapon, jingled it into a ball and threw it back outwards, scattered like falling fireworks, and let those who came to attack him suffer their own consequences.

"Master." Ye Zheng walked to Wang Xunfeng's side and nodded slightly towards him.

Immediately, it was unsheathed in an instant, like an arrow leaving the string, leaving only an afterimage.

Bi Yuewu, extremely pitch black, reflecting all the subtle lights, pierced Bai Shu's chest the moment he was caught off guard.

Ye Zheng's lips showed an arc, and he said, "Success doesn't seem as difficult as imagined."

"Really?" Bai Shu raised his eyes, and suddenly clamped Bi Yuewu's blade with his hands, his eyes flashed for a moment, and his temperament suddenly became fierce, "Ye Zheng, Ye Zheng, after so many years, you are still a man who hasn't made any progress. dog."

Ye Zheng found that his sword could not move, and was abruptly pulled out of his body by Bai Shu. Before he could express his surprise, he was thrown away by Bai Shu's sleeve, and a mouthful of blood was knocked out by the impact force, and he fell several feet away. .

Bai Shu wiped the blood from the edge of his wound with his hands, and stood among the fallen people with his back straight, seemingly invincible.

...But it was only on the surface, Bai Shu knew very well that his body could not withstand the consumption and toss.But if he wants to fight Wang Xunfeng again, it is just the right time.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xunfeng remained unhurried.Since he was young, he has long been used to fighting alone, and now everything he owns is not obtained by others, but by himself.

If you don't hit the south wall and don't look back, if you don't hit the Yellow River, you will never die.A mere Baishu, not to mention a Baishu who has practiced "Returning the Years" and has not yet finished practicing, even if there are ten Baishu who have already practiced the skills, he will swagger up and fight.

He is a person who goes all the way to the dark, even if he can't see a little bit of light.

Wufangtang's camp is very quiet, but sometimes the quietness can make people even more uneasy.

Qiu Xiaoba has been wandering around the camp with Wang Junyu, Wang Junyu doesn't like to be clingy, a little impatient, shrugged his eyebrows, said: "Why do you always follow me?"

Qiu Xiaoba replied honestly: "My task is to protect the young master."

"Who needs your protection!" Wang Junyu almost gave him a backhanded shudder, but seeing the aggrieved expression on Qiu Xiaoba's face, he couldn't help but soften his heart, turned his back, and simply changed the subject, "Fu What about Yuan? I remember that he didn't go with my father either?"

Qiu Xiaoba shook his head: "I don't know, he should be monitoring the surroundings."

Wang Junyu looked at Qiu Xiaoba's face, hesitated for a moment, and asked slowly: "Qiu Xiaoba, I'm asking you something, you have to answer truthfully."

"What?" Qiu Xiaoba was a little puzzled.

"You and Fu Yuan..."

Before Wang Junyu finished speaking, he heard a loud sound of piercing through the air. Looking up, a large mass of black arrows seemed to appear suddenly like dark clouds, covering the sky and shooting from a distance, destroying the city with murderous aura.Immediately following the rain of arrows were thunderous killing shouts and thunderous footsteps.

Qiu Xiaoba pulled Wang Junyu to hide behind the tent, avoiding Mi Tian's attack, and the sharp arrows landed on the roof and by the feet.But some Wufangtang disciples who didn't have time to find cover were not so lucky, they were shot through like targets made of straw.

"It's from Luo Jiuyuan." Wang Junyu realized, "Baishu is just a bait, the purpose is to hold dad back, and then they will lead people to cut off dad's back, and then surround us."

Qiu Xiaoba wondered: "How can Baishu have so many people to surround us? He only gathered 5000 people, and we have more than [-] people."

Wang Junyu heard the shouts getting closer, and said to Qiu Xiaoba: "Look outside, how many people are there?"

Qiu Xiaoba poked his head out, squinted his eyes a little, looked at the crowd rushing towards the camp, and turned his head, "I estimate that there should be about 3000 people."

Wang Junyu asked: "How many people are left in our camp?"

"About two thousand." Qiu Xiaoba replied.

"Father actually brought so many people away?" Wang Junyu felt a little unbelievable, "Is he planning to kill Bai Hou, and then attack that town with all his might to destroy Luo Jiuyuan?"

Qiu Xiaoba nodded: "I guess that's what the hall master intends."

Wang Junyu frowned: "Now I suspect that Luo Jiuyuan has left behind, and his people may be more than the five thousand on the surface."

After a while, the intruders had already knocked down the fence with iron nets surrounding the camp, and began to fight with the disciples of Wufang Hall in the camp. The noise of the day.Qiu Xiaoba killed a few people who came to attack, and said in a hasty tone, "Master, what should we do now?"

Without hesitation, Wang Junyu said, "You take them here to drag these thousands of people, I have to find my father."

"No!" Qiu Xiaoba almost exploded in shock, "I must follow you!"

"Don't worry about me." Wang Junyu slashed away the enemies blocking the way with his palm, and ran straight forward.

Bai Zhi leaned against the iron railing, and the sudden sound of fighting outside really startled her.She was about to straighten up and guess what was going on outside through the white window screen, when she heard a bang, the iron lock outside the door seemed to be smashed and fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Fu Yuan opened the door abruptly, with a tense expression, then walked to Bai Zhi without a word and helped her unlock the iron cage.

"You...you are..." What happened in front of Bai Zhi was obviously beyond her expectations, she grasped the iron cage rod dully, and her voice became a little incoherent.

Fu Yuan opened the iron door silently, pulled Bai Zhi out, and said with a serious expression: "I will send you out later while taking advantage of the chaos."

Bai Zhi was very surprised: "You, you actually help me."

Fu Yuan glanced at her: "Before I change my mind, stop talking nonsense."

After all, Fu Yuan took Bai Zhi and walked outside, but ran into Qiu Xiaoba's most familiar confidant.When the subordinates saw Fu Yuan, as if they had found some savior, they immediately said, "The right protector, the left protector asked me to find you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Bai Zhi behind him again, so he froze for a while, looked at Fu Yuan, then at Bai Zhi, and finally looked at Fu Yuan face to face for a long while before he realized: "Your guardian, you robbery..."

Fu Yuan grabbed his neck, lifted him up, and swallowed all the unspoken words in his throat.Veins popped up in Fu Yuan's hands, seeing that the person in front of him was going to die soon, he gritted his teeth, sighed suddenly, threw the person aside, and the person was knocked unconscious.

Bai Zhi glanced at the people on the ground, puzzled and said: "Why didn't you kill him? When he wakes up, once he tells other people, you will be in trouble!"

"You don't need to worry about it." Fu Yuan took Bai Zhi's arm again and led him out of the door.

The author has something to say:

It's a little bit Calvin, but don't worry, the ending has been figured out a long time ago, it's just a matter of details

Then I secretly opened a new article, which can be seen in the author’s column, it’s about romance, because I’m obsessed with young ladies recently, and I just happen to have a brain hole, I don’t want to keep it...

"Forced to Catch Ghosts" is probably a unit drama type. The first story came from my imagination when I was watching a concert. I imagined that if everyone around me fell into a coma and my little idol was hijacked by ghosts on the stage, what should I do? what to do……

Because I thought about it and felt very interesting, I started to entertain myself. I plan to write a chapter or two for fun in the next few days.Of course, the article here must be finished first, and if there are interested friends, you can also collect it first. As long as I start writing, I will definitely not be cheated. It is only a matter of time...