[Basic three] Help, wait for me

Walking to a place where there are few people, there are layers of snow and ice, and the horse's hooves can't stand firm when they step on it, and they slip straight. Mo Zhichen had to get off the horse and lead them.

He was going to a hidden stronghold of the Wuxin Sect in Kunlun.

Although the stronghold is hidden, it is also too remote, almost going deep into the Kunlun Mountains, but fortunately, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Without a guide who knows the way, he will definitely get lost in the vast glacier.

After the sun has completely set, the wind and snow in Kunlun will only obscure the sky even more.Now that the sky is getting dark, we need to step up our pace.

Another ten miles is the end point, and this road will eventually come to an end.

After taking a step, suddenly a fierce force mixed with the wind and snow hit, Mo Zhichen leaned back and lowered, and when the stagnation in his hand reached, a crossbow arrow directly brushed his forehead and smashed obliquely into the snow, sinking into the snow. half a foot.

Without leaving any room to breathe, a rain of arrows pierced through the wind. Mo Zhichen shook his epee with his backhand.

When there was no more dark force coming, Mo Zhichen glanced at the remaining arrows all over the ground, all of them were made of fine iron, less than two feet long, and each one was straight and strong, they were used for arrows and crossbows, and they were made by masters of hidden weapons .

Casually thrust the epee straight into the ground, put half of his arm on the hilt of the sword, and said lazily, "The Tang Sect really deserves its reputation. I wonder if they are continuing to shoot life-chasing arrows now?"

Before the words fell, the sound of Tie Yu's rumbling could be heard in the wind, Mo Zhichen was only half a foot to the side, and dodged the arrow to see blood sealing his throat.

Then he smiled and said, "It seems that chasing life is nothing more than that."

With the wind and snow covering the sky, he couldn't see where the arrows were coming from, and the nails in his palms were aligned, so he had to rely on his impressions to shoot several shots in succession.After the shot, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no sound, even the sound of the wind was silent for a moment.

But I've heard of the Chunyang lineage, the sword energy is superb, and there is a tendency to condense the wind and kill the snow, this silence, I'm afraid there is something hidden.

Mo Zhichen slowly pushed the light sword out of its sheath at his waist, and listened intently.

Sure enough, a blue and white Taoist robe stepped on the snow from the sky, and the sword energy frosted, pointing directly at the door of the heart.Mo Zhichen's figure was sideways, two swords interlaced and golden light flashed, but it only reached half of his strength. Mo Zhichen repelled three feet.

After landing lightly, Chunyang approached one step at a time.Mo Zhichen started with a sideways epee, with a beast-like smile on the corner of his mouth, and said loudly, "Come to fight!"

As the two fought, the snow fell even tighter.Under the cover of white mist and snow flakes, Mo Zhichen already had several sword marks on his body, but Chun Yang didn't have the slightest advantage, half of his Taoist robe was already stained with blood.

He spat out a mouthful of phlegm and blood, swung his epee horizontally, and Fang wanted to strike with the force of thunder for the final blow.With a flick of energy, he went up against the wind, and Mo Zhichen's feet were heavy, and he screamed inwardly.

The comer used all kinds of tricks, Furong Bingdi, to seal his energy channels.Immediately, he rushed out to stand in front of Chunyang, tossed his beautiful hair, and mocked, "Brother Taixu's skills are not as good as others." Chunyang's body trembled, and he stood unsteadily, "Mo Evil is in front, and a certain skill is right. When throwing bricks to attract jade."

The black-clothed Wanhuayan pressed hard, and swooped forward, "Since that's the case, why don't you let me meet for a while!"

Mo Zhichen gathered energy and charged his pulse, beads of sweat were already seeping on his forehead, but his luck was stagnant, so he hurriedly raised his sword to block it, losing his strength for a moment, how could he resist his half-strike!A few students endured it, and they just vomited a mouthful of blood.

After Wanhua pinched his fingers and turned around, Mo Zhichen immediately mobilized his whole body to break through the blockage with his blood energy. Before he was stunned for a moment, he drew his sword, and the light sword flashed across, resolutely plunged into Wanhua's chest.

Before he could react, he just lowered his head and stared blankly at the blade of the sword passing through his chest, the blood was continuously flowing, and before he could utter a word, he collapsed to the ground.

Mo Zhichen slowly drew his sword out, and said, "Brother, you are being careless."

Seeing the tragic death of their allies, the people in the dark couldn't hold back anymore.

Mo Zhichen, a wicked man with no heart, has light and heavy swords at his side, never afraid, so he raised the corners of his lips and smiled and said, "I don't know if you will die one by one, or come to fight together?"

The words came out full of arrogance and disdain.

A man of great spirit, he has always taken it as his duty to be upright, punish the strong and eliminate evil.Today, I vow to take the head of Mo Eren as a memorial to the wronged souls!

The visitor was firm and firm, and he spoke some truths.

Mo Zhichen smiled coldly, and said so much, but he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat him, so he wanted to go together.With a slash of the epee, he laughed three times, "Give way!"

Kunlun snow falls so long every year, and the extremely cold snowfield piles up in layers every day. When there is only a faint light left in the sky, the wind suddenly howls, covering up the light of swords and halberds, and the clang of fists and feet.

Nan Jiu stepped on the snow and the wind, and searched for more than half of the ice field. The wind was mixed with frost, which made his cheeks hurt.He was extremely tired from light work, his feet became heavier and heavier, every time he raised his breath, he could only get lower and lower.

He was almost discouraged, if he couldn't find any more strands, he might have to fall to the ground to rest for a while.This moment may be the distance between life and death.

Mo Zhichen, how long can you wait.

In the end, all his strength was exhausted, so he had no choice but to jump on the dead wood branch protruding from the cliff beside him.It was this jump that made him discover the golden light of swords clanging in the mountain ahead.

The white snow was drenched with shocking blood, and the warm blood melted away from the cold, melting into patches of red.

Mo Zhichen just soared into the air, struck down heavily, and directly cut the retreat of the man in front, a light sword chased and broke out, and passed by the neck.

With his backhand, he threw the stained red on the sword to the ground. At this moment, Mo Zhichen had the vigor of a wild beast. He couldn't tell whose blood had stained his clothes more heavily. He stood upright for a moment, and finally Unable to stabilize, the sword plunged into the snow and leaned over to fight.

Nan Jiu was anxious to catch his breath, but saw a flash of light behind Mo Zhichen.

Cursed inwardly, the Haoqi League is not very open and aboveboard, and the means of dealing with the enemy are not very clever. It is just group fights, sneak attacks, and poisonous arrows. .

Unlike Mo Zhichen, he carries a hidden weapon and palm nail all day long.Seeing the sneak attacker raising his sword to chop, he quickly touched it from his bosom, but it was a silver ingot.

There is nothing to be reluctant to part with, as if you saved the benefactor below, you can still have a bigger income.

Nan Jiu bent his arms lightly, gathered energy in his palms, and threw his stored energy suddenly. The rainbow energy stretched into the sky, shaking the man's wrist, and the three-foot cold sword flew out directly.

Smiling proudly, I probably can't do other skills, such as throwing darts, ah bah, rainbow air in the sky, I have practiced it very well!

This Mo Zhichen repelled the person in front of him, and he felt the energy passing through the back of his head. He wondered whether the mighty support came too fast. He turned around to resist, but saw the enemy clutching his wrist , a long sword thrown far away, and... a silver ingot.

I can't help but sigh, these days, people who use silver as hidden weapons are too extravagant...

Before I could take a closer look, a dark red figure suddenly appeared in the midair, accompanied by the roar of a dragon, like a red dragon looking down from the sky, with its wide sleeves flapping, and a smear of vermilion light, it quickly descended and fell into the field .Before they had time to meet each other, they passed by and went straight behind.

Hearing a blunt sound of flesh and blood, Mo Zhichen turned his head, and saw the corpse lying on the ground nearby, and the handsome little Tiance who was looking at him and smiling with a few drops of blood on his face.

His little general, not wearing a armor, crossed the wind and snow and came to save him.Mo Zhichen admitted that at that moment, he was a little lost in thought.

Nan Jiu smiled, pulled out his spear, kicked the person next to him, and hummed, "You are also responsible for my family's relationship?!"

Mo Zhichen's body was trembling with blood loss, but he still reached out to wipe off the blood stains on Nan Jiu's face, and asked solemnly, "What is...love?"

Nan Jiu supported him, pulled his face and smiled, "It's... the fate of meeting on a sunny day."

Mo Zhichen recalled the night when he first met, and looked up at the snowy sky...

Nan Jiu counted the people lying on the ground, there were four in total, and whispered, "There are two more?"

Mo Zhichen was unable to answer, and two more people came out from the dark place, and Nan Jiu immediately raised his spear and became vigilant.

Before the two could do anything, they questioned Nan Jiu first.

The words were just saying: General Nan, you were sent by your superiors to kill people, but why did you kill your own people instead? General Nan, do you know that Mo Zhichen holds many lives in his hands? General Nan, do you remember? The tragedy in Jiangnan Village; General Nan, you are betraying your alliance by doing this.

Nanjiu is really annoyed, he just came to befriend the local tyrants to save his love, I didn't see him doing bad things, but I saw you guys forcing you into prostitution.

Holding Mo Zhichen with one hand, he swung his spear horizontally, his eyebrows narrowed, and said, "Today Nanjiu betrayed his arrogance, if you don't want to leave, why don't you sacrifice your spears for me!"

The two of them were still in a daze, Mo Zhichen shook his arm first.

Nan Jiu looked suspiciously at Mo Zhichen who took a few steps back. He clutched his chest and suddenly coughed a few times, gushing out a mouthful of blood.He wanted to reach out to help, but was blocked by a horizontal heavy sword.

"desert……"

He could not help but smile, "Little General, it was too snowy just now, I didn't hear what you said clearly."

The two Haoqi over there finally came to their senses, and asked Nan Jiu what he meant by opening his eyes wide.

Nan Jiu said angrily, "Since you didn't hear clearly, then say it again! Today..."

"Little General!"

Nan Jiu was taken aback by this growl.

"Raise your gun and come to fight me!" He drew Zhuli's light sword and pointed at Nanjiu tremblingly, "Then return to your Haoqi League and be your general who defends your home and country."

The hand holding the vermilion spear was blue and white, but it was not known whether it was because of too much force, or because the wind and snow were too cold.Nan Jiu took a deep breath and said, "What did you say..."

Mo Zhichen laughed, "It's too cold here, not suitable for the little general."

cold?He is not cold without money, he is not cold without horses, he is not cold without armor or fox fur, and he is not cold even without a place to go.Only when he said that he raised his gun to fight was the coldest.

Mo Zhichen, no matter which Mo Zhichen I think of you as, I don't want you to die until I know the difference.To save you and to leave the Haoqi League is my wish, Nanjiu, why should you fight me.

Nan Jiu's eyes suddenly darkened, and she moved her lips, as if whispering: "...It's really too cold here."

He suddenly took two steps back, and said to the two Haoqi who didn't know the situation, "Two allies, why don't you move when the villain is in front of you?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, then understood instantly, and hugged each other tightly.

Seeing that Mo Zhichen fell into a bitter fight again, the figure holding the epee was tottering, the wounds on the front and back of his body were deep and shallow, and even when he moved vigorously, he could faintly see the bones.Moves, stabs, and sword draws, every move was perfect, approaching the enemy's lifeblood, but he did not have the sharp gaze of a wild beast, nor the pride of a wild beast.

Nan Jiu stood on the sidelines watching, watching him continue to be injured and bleeding.

He looked heartbroken.

He was as anxious as if he was red-eyed, even if he couldn't lift the epee when he was tired, even if his moves gradually lost his aim, he didn't even look at him, and said to help him,

Nan Jiu's hand holding the spear began to tremble.

Mo Zhichen, since you said that you want me to go back to defend my family and country, then I will go back and do my best.

With a sharp thrust, the tip of the spear flicked like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the three people in the field were scattered, and they turned back to pick the spear, and the dust and snow rose violently.When the wind and snow calmed down again, the Haoqi duo opened their bewildered eyes and fell straight down.

When Nan Jiu turned around, Mo Zhichen's heart trembled.

He was covered in filth and black, his eyes were cold, and the blood stained on the spear dripped down repeatedly, "Mo Zhichen, I listen to you and go back to defend the country. These two people, I will repay your favor of not killing them." .”

Mo Zhichen has never seen Nan Jiu like this, and his little general has never shown such cold eyes. He should always smile fearlessly, and stand in the sun with his silver armor clattering all the time.

But he couldn't say anything, it was he who rejected his offer.The corpses lying around under his feet are the boundary between good and evil.

"Thank you, little general..." Mo Zhichen smiled, but this smile involved the pain in his internal organs, and he almost fell to his knees in the snow due to the pain.

When the word "Jun" fell to the ground, a golden light suddenly appeared in the oblique sky, breaking the momentum and startling.

A low growl was like suppressing the rolling thunder, breaking the silence, word by word: "Mo-zhi-chen!"