The dark night, the quiet dome, and the spring breeze that is not too cold begins to blow. No one knows why the wind is whispering, and no one knows who is drunk in this night, only wine can be intoxicating, but the ripples that have never been raised in this night have rolled up in this mountain.

There is not much wine left in the wine jar in Yuwen Bufan's hand, the post station is still the post station, the mountain is still the mountain, and the dry pavilion is still the small dry pavilion. The face was blown by the night breeze, there was a feeling of itching like warmth, the wine was not intoxicating but the person was drunk, at this time Yuwen was extraordinary, I don't know whether it was the night breeze or the wine in the jar.

I don't know how much time has passed since sitting in this pavilion, and Yuwen Bufan didn't notice what time it was, he only knew that there were no more sips of wine left in his wine jar. Looking at the stone table in the pavilion, there were a few empty wine jars scattered around.

In his heart, however, he had mixed feelings, and he would rather not return, leaving him alone in this pavilion, except for the quiet night, which was accompanied by a few jars of spicy but not a good wine. He never thought that he would sit in this pavilion like tonight, forgetting the loss of time, and looking only at the sky like the blood of a fierce beast.

He didn't know why he didn't want to leave, he would have left when the task was completed, and it was even more boring to be alone in this barren mountain and wilderness. He knew that he must have remembered a lot of the past under the intoxication of the spicy spirits, and that wine was a good thing. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that wine can not only make you forget everything, but also make you evoke something you don't want to recall.

As a killer, Yuwen Bufan's actions tonight are obviously a little abnormal, and he has always been cold-blooded, cruel and ruthless, and he will be inexplicably sentimental. Of course, it was not because of the unjust souls that died in his hands, but some of the past events that he suppressed in his heart.

He wanted to leave, but he felt as if there were a pair of invisible hands under the firmament, forcing him inside the withered pavilion. So he was waiting, waiting for those big invisible hands to disappear, so he drank a lot of wine while waiting, and of course he had prepared these drinks in advance. He couldn't help but feel a little glad in his heart, fortunately he didn't take out too much wine for Ning Bugui to drink, otherwise how bored he would be.

While drinking, Yuwen Bufan thought a lot, and he even felt that he seemed to be really old, so old that he was a little scared. As a killer, the last thing he wants is to find out that he is old, but he really feels as if he is old, otherwise he wouldn't think about it so much. He didn't know if Ning Bugui would have such thoughts, and he didn't know if the other person in the Assassination Heaven Alliance who had abandoned the alliance would have such thoughts.

In short, he drank a sip of wine, thinking about everything in his mind, and finally he came to a conclusion, that is, he was really old. In fact, he is only a little over forty years old, and he is at the age when he is most energetic in life. Maybe it's because the rivers and lakes are tired that he has such sentimental thoughts.

Abandoning the random thoughts in his mind, Yuwen Bufan drank the last sip of wine left in the wine jar in his hand. With a "grunt", the spicy liquor swirled in his throat and rushed towards his chest like a wave of heat, making him want to look up to the sky and howl.

"Bang bell", the empty wine jar in his hand was thrown by him casually, and he threw it under the cliff outside the dry pavilion, making a crisp breaking sound. And his eyes flashed a faint glow of the dark night, and he stood up, walked out of the pavilion, and went straight to the official road.

As his footsteps stepped onto the muddy official road, a terrible scream came into his ears. The terrible cry echoed through the valley, breaking the silence of the night, and making him tense when he heard it, and it was the most heart-pounding scream he had ever heard, a hundred times more terrifying than the screams of those who were struggling to die.

Seeing his figure flicker, he walked towards the place where the screams were made. The night was dark, and the mournful screams did not last long, and soon came to an abrupt end. Silence returned to the boundless dark night sky, and a terrifying aura filled the dark and gloomy night, emerging from the Taihang Mountain.

The soft fragrant jade body was in his arms, and the faint female fragrance slowly penetrated into Ye Yinfeng's nose, feeling the slightly trembling body in his arms, and his heart couldn't help but flutter. The Tai Halal Qi in his body suddenly became irritable, and he was almost overflowing.

Ye Yinfeng immediately calmed down, guarded the spiritual platform, and controlled the true qi in his body. If the true qi leaks out, then Yelu Wuji, who is meditating and accepting the qi, will definitely feel something. At that time, he and Dugu Aoxue will definitely be in danger. The Tai Halal Qi was running slowly in his body, and the confinement imposed by Yelu Wuji in his body had been impacted by the Tai Halal Qi to the point that there was not much left. And he has regained his freedom and can stand up immediately if he wants.

But Ye Yinfeng still closed his eyes tightly, his mouth was still moaning, and the pain in his whole body had subsided, but he still had to do enough to play. It's just that he doesn't understand why Dugu Aoxue crawled towards him and then fell into his arms.

Feeling a trace of warmth from Ye Yinfeng's body, Dugu Aoxue clearly felt the changes in Ye Yinfeng's body. From the cold shiver at the beginning, to the slow warmth of spring, even though she has lost her memory, she still guessed something when she was smart and intelligent.

There were only a few sporadic charcoal fires left in the bonfire, and Yelu Wuji, who was meditating and absorbing qi, was like an old monk who had settled down, and there seemed to be no breath leaking out of his body. But Ye Yinfeng, who was keenly aware of the outside world, could clearly feel that Yelu Wuji was meditating at the most critical moment at this time, because he felt that Yelu Wuji's body was trembling slightly, and he should not pay attention to them for a while.

Dugu Aoxue stretched out her hand and stroked Ye Yinfeng's face, but she didn't expect that what poured into her eyes was a pair of eyes that were more exquisite than the stars, she didn't expect Ye Yinfeng to actually open her eyes. The accident made her mind flutter, and she almost screamed.

Ye Yinfeng hurriedly reached out to cover the other party's mouth, and then gave her a look, and then gently took away the hand that was covering the other party's lips.

Dugu Aoxue's eyes showed a bit of surprise, she knew that Ye Yinfeng should be recovering, she winked at the other party, as if she was asking something. But when he saw that the other party shook his head, his eyes were still very solemn. The current crisis is still not resolved, and it is impossible for them to make any movements, so they can only communicate with their eyes.

Ye Yinfeng stretched out his hand and pressed it on his waist, and the soft sword suddenly turned into a small ball-shaped thing, and he handed the exquisite sword into Dugu Aoxue's hand. And Dugu Aoxue was full of puzzlement, and looked at Ye Yinfeng with puzzled eyes without blinking.

With a few wry smiles on his face, Ye Yinfeng held the other party's soft hand, and his fingertips wrote quickly between the slender palms. After a few breaths, Dugu Aoxue realized that the use of this sword was written in Ye Yinfeng's palm, and the two could only communicate in this way.

Time flies by, maybe it's a breath, maybe it's an hour, but this is like a long time for Ye Yinfeng and Dugu Aoxue. Their fate may change during this time, so they communicate in this way without distraction, and this may be their last chance.

From the entrance of the cave, it can be seen that there is a haze under the night, and the sudden group of mountain peaks rises fiercely under the night, and the earth is silent. Only the miserable wind that did not know the world blew up, and blew through the mouth of the cave, and the sound of the wind echoed in the cave, rolling up the sporadic coals and fires tossing around.

When Ye Yinfeng finished writing the last word in Dugu Aoxue's palm between his fingers, a particularly depressed and palpitating breath suddenly surged. made the hearts of the two people who communicated silently tremble inexplicably, especially Dugu Aoxue, who inexplicably poured out of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Dugu Aoxue returned to her original position, but she held a peerless treasure in her palm. And Ye Yinfeng still maintained his original form, his mouth couldn't stop moaning, and his voice became more and more poignant, and his whole body trembled violently.

Everything was back to its original state, and a figure stood up from the meditative one, and a bewitching face was reflected in the scattered coals. The man was dressed in a strange red costume, with an evil look on his face, and his eyes were burning like thorns. The man's gaze looked into the depths of the cave, skimmed over the body of Dugu Aoxue who was lying on his back, and then landed on the body of Ye Yinfeng who was moaning in a coma.

Yelu Wuji's slight steps walked towards the unconscious woman in white, and a wicked and terrifying light shone from his eyes, only to see a tremor in his Adam's apple.

Standing beside the unconscious woman in white, the corners of Yelu Wuji's mouth rose slightly, revealing an extremely pleasant smile. He directly forgot about Ye Yinfeng who was moaning not far behind him, and it should be said that he ignored the existence of the young man. And in his eyes, there was only the woman in white who made him feel fascinated by the wonderful body.

Suddenly, a powerful aura of crisis suddenly surged into his heart, but behind him was an astonishing aura that attacked him.

But it was Ye Yinfeng who suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with incomparably brilliant light, and the shadow in his hand flashed, but it was the bladeless iron sword that stabbed out of the void like a divine stroke towards Yelu Wuji's back.

That sword, in this vast cave exuded a breath-like ghost, piercing from the void, that sword was as fast as lightning, making people defenseless, that sword rolled up the cave like a swirling air flow concentrated at one point, with the momentum of thunder stabbing away.

Feeling the sword qi coming from the dangerous space-piercing stab behind him, Yelu Wuji's face changed slightly, and the smile he had just raised froze again.

"Shaft, you dare!" An exclamation burst out of Yelu Wuji's mouth, and he immediately made a decision, and an abnormal brilliance of the blood demon burst out from his sleeve. He didn't look back, and the strange long sword in his hand slashed towards the bladeless iron sword that Ye Yinfeng stabbed into the air.

At this moment, Dugu Aoxue, who was unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes, only to see a faint golden light in her hand in an instant.

Yelu Wuji's eyes showed an extremely frightened look, he didn't expect Dugu Aoxue to suddenly attack at this time.

The long sword that glowed with a faint golden brilliance stabbed away in Dugu Aoxue's hand, heading towards Yelu Wuji's crotch. Because the distance was too close, Yelu Wuji's whole body energy was on the sword of Ye Yinfeng behind him, and for Dugu Aoxue's sword, it was completely unexpected by him.

The sword stabbed into Yelu Wuji's crotch like a bamboo, and an incomparably terrible scream burst out of his mouth, and the scream was even more terrible than the cry of the dying beast.