The silence of the mountains and wilderness gradually receded, Cheng Tao ran all the way with Mu Qiaoqiao on his back, in order to confuse the killer behind him, he had to choose a more complex and changeable route to escape, he was sure that if he rashly appeared on the road at this moment, it would be a real self-defeating net.

"You can put me down. Mu Qiaoqiao didn't know when he woke up, the expression on his face was very stiff, he appeared here, so it means that someone stayed there instead of him, but does this really make sense?

"That guy has been watching us, if you don't want to die, you better leave as soon as possible!" said the little girl, her big eyes staring at the sky, as if she had seen something.

Cheng Tao immediately became vigilant, put Mu Qiaoqiao down behind him, and the Qing Feng in his hand came out of the sheath in response, although he didn't notice the slightest breath, he still mobilized the spiritual power in his body as if he was facing a great enemy, they had already witnessed too much incredible along the way, and it was the words of this girl who had just entered the cultivation that saved them from many dangers.

A light feather slowly fell from the air, the ghostly figure descended on Feihong, a white paper fan covered half of the cold shadow, and the long robe fluttered as if standing still in the wind, until the pair of splendid boots stepped on the ground, but it seemed that the ground took the initiative to cater to it.

"It's amazing, you can't even detect my breath in the realm of opening spirits, but you little girl is extraordinary. The person who flew in was smiling, a pair of eyebrows and eyes were flushed, and his white cheeks were even more brilliant in the snow, but such a gentle and humble gentleman fell into Cheng Tao's eyes, but it was a terrifying demon.

"I didn't expect it to be Mr. Gong Yu, as a citizen of the Northern Wei Dynasty, who dared to attack the disciples of the academy, you really have the courage to go against the grain. Cheng Tao narrowed his eyes, glowing with a little coldness.

"Taking people's money and eliminating disasters with others is not enough. Gong Yu still said softly, it really doesn't fit the name of such a domineering retrograde, the world is rebellious, only my generation, if you make profit, you will do it, and if you don't have profit, you will go against it.

Cheng Tao sneered, and did not relax his vigilance because of the other party's humility, because this is a killer from the Retrograde Dao Herringbone Hall, since the retrograde Dao was born in the Northern Wei Dynasty a few years ago, he won the top sign of the killer world in one fell swoop, from the imperial generals to the peddlers and pawns, killing people just for money, and the people named will definitely die.

I don't know how many famous and decent people, and even the court are furious about this, several encirclement and suppression, the result is nothing, no one knows where this mysterious killer organization is hidden, only know that it is divided into three halls of heaven, earth and people, and the killer level is also arranged in this way, as for the Taoist master of the retrograde road, it is rumored that it is the defector of the withered sword mound ten years ago, and there is also insider information that this person is a brother with the contemporary sword kui of the withered sword mound Lu Xing, if the former did not defect, the name of the sword kui will not fall on the head of Lu Xing.

"Good word, if I can return to the school, I will make you retrograde. ”

Gong Yu didn't refute, but nodded very seriously and said, "The academy has this strength, so I can't let you go back, and in the same way, that girl can't either." ”

These words made Cheng Tao's hand holding the sword tremble slightly, the various forces they experienced along the way, their purpose was to prevent Mu Qiaoqiao from entering the academy, why did someone finally move on her when they arrived here, could it be that they sensed that the academy had already taken action, so they had to retreat.

"Then I won't say much, I have long heard that Mr. Gong Yu is unique in the world, and today I have learned it. ”

Cheng Tao took the lead, the Qingfeng long sword in his hand swept the wind, the realm of enlightenment is different from Qi Fan, in that they can urge their own spiritual power, the difference between dominance and guidance, even if the former has only a trace, it is far better than the latter, the sweeping aura will be the capable school uniform to encourage the hunting sound, sometimes bulging, sometimes shriveled, but in this one and a half of the strength into the sword edge.

"Broken. ”

Breaking the word, one of the twelve words of the school, pay attention to the rotation and stop of the qi, quiet as dead wood, moving like thunder descending into the world, a sword stabbed out to carry the sound of wind and thunder, the momentum of the angry roll.

Cheng Tao is the cultivation of the realm of enlightenment, three years of practice in the academy, only a word of enlightenment, there is no chance of a sword in the academy, this trip is also an experience for them, this time walking 7,400 miles, a total of 132 swords, the sword to the armor broken, no one can stop.

He didn't think about entanglement with the other party, the shot was a killing move, his cultivation was not as good as that of a person, and his experience and skills were not as good as the outlaws who walked on the tip of the knife.

Gong Yu frowned, looking at the vigorous sword, the school is really extraordinary, but a disciple who has been in the hospital for three years actually faintly reveals the shape of the avenue, if he can roll in the rivers and lakes for a few years, even if he cultivates to be a step above the other party, he is still not sure of winning, but there is no if in this world, you are a student, and I am a killer, so I won this battle.

The body moved slightly, the feet were like dragonflies and water only left a shallow mark on the snow, but the whole person had swept out of a zhang away, a nameless folding fan in his hand stirred the wind, and with a wave behind him, a flying feather shot out angrily from it, and when he was about to pass closely, the splendid boots tapped the feathers, and it was as if it were flat ground, and the body style was improved again.

Qingfeng arrived as scheduled, the paper fan bamboo bone was on Qingfeng, a deafening sound tore through the air, two spiritual forces collided, drawing two semi-circular brilliance, the wind reversed, swept away the snow on the ground, revealing black soil, and immediately spread into a dim earth circle, and in a moment, the ground was lifted off half an inch.

Cheng Tao's sword edge advanced again, one step out, the wind and thunder were great, and the domineering spiritual power condensed by breaking the word was galloping in the meridians, and the strength of the 40,000 horses' hooves was relied on at the sharpest point, this sword can break through the mountain stone, that is, the invulnerable black armor of the Southern Tang Tengjia Army, and the ink copper and black armor that is invulnerable to water and fire do not know how much it has been broken by this sword, but at this moment, the folding fan seems to be the hardest shield in the world, and it does not move at all.

Mu Qiaoqiao stood in the distance and did not escape, because no one in this world could pass Gong Yu faster, entangled in the peach-colored wide-sleeved group, the verbose Han Qingxuan who gave himself morality and etiquette was gone, the thin senior who was obviously afraid of heights but still wanted to comfort himself was gone, the stupid head who was hit by several swords and tried his best to show a smiling face was gone, and the conceited Cheng Tao was also going to leave at this moment.

She suddenly felt very sad, she was supposed to watch the sunset on the top of the mountain peak in Xishu, sitting on a rattan chair counting her grandfather's beard like a waterfall, or jumping on the plank road picking herbs, racing with hares in the mountains, but suddenly one day, a snow-white bird flew into the wooden house next to the ruins of the Xishu Palace and brought a letter.

Later, she waited for these four people, and her grandfather kicked her out of the door and asked her to go to the school to study, but what was the school, she could only walk out of Xishu step by step, drenched in the rain, hungry, and broken, and finally crossed the Li River, which everyone in the world feared, but finally let her give birth to a trace of yearning for the school, but she was going to die here.

Yesterday's chicken leg was delicious, yesterday's little brother looked very kind, yesterday's bed was very comfortable to sleep on, although the road the day before yesterday was painful, but there was a senior brother carrying her, the day before yesterday sweet potato Cheng Tao roasted very fragrant, and the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday......

I will be fourteen years old in more than a month, if I stay in Xishu honestly, I will get married in two years, I don't have to walk the mountain road, I don't have to worry about the sudden rain when I go to bed at night, the more I think about it, the more sad the little girl is, she is not happy to leave the wooden house where she has lived for more than ten years, but she is happy to have four brothers and sisters who regard her as the pearl of her palm like her grandfather, but she is still not happy to die here, because she wants to go to see the lantern festival in Kyoto that Sister Qingxuan said, go to Dajian Lake that Senior Brother Cheng Tao said to play in the water, and go to eat the roast duck that Senior Brother Thin Little Brother said......

Tears poured out of those bright big eyes, and she saw a wound on Cheng Tao's body that was cut by the agitated wind, and the wound at her ankle was broken.

The little girl was about to cry, she didn't want to die, and she didn't want this old man who always pretended to be old but was still a big boy to die, but just when the next string of rain curtains was about to fall to the ground, the childish little face suddenly stopped sad, and even had some upturned arcs.

The slow pace of the three people and a donkey finally caught up with the former's intentional detour, and fate deserves it, maybe this is fate!