Chapter 604

In the evening, if there were thunder and lightning and heavy rain.

The summer rain originally came in a hurry and went away quickly, but this rain has never stopped.

With the suffocating wind, sweeping thousands of mountains and valleys, the sky is overcast. Until the morning, the wind and rain weakened slightly.

Sixteen disciples of the general altar of XueYue cult took turns to carry the coffin. Surrounded by Wuji, Dugu Xue, Leiheng and huazhongyou, they slowly went to the north peak.

Hou Jinhua's tomb was set at the top of Beifeng peak.

After the burial, everyone was soaked.

The heavy rain drenched the land.

Dugu Cheng stood on the top of the main building of the earthly Pavilion and looked at the wild rain outside through the window. Now he looked very comfortable.

The ceremony of becoming the leader of Wulin alliance yesterday went very smoothly under the planning and arrangement of Dugu Yun, Tong Zhen and others. The feeling of standing on the stage and overlooking the heroes is so useful.

The Wulin alliance leader is the king of the Jianghu. This imperial feeling makes him feel that he has really lived a wonderful life and reached the peak of his life.

Some of the big and small sects and Jianghu heroes admire, admire, flatter and flatter.

Many heroes without fixed sects in the Jianghu have expressed their last wish to join the earthbound Pavilion. Of course, if you want to enter the earthly Pavilion, you must have some skills.

Taihang five wolves have a bad reputation, but their Sabre skills are powerful and cruel.

Dugu Cheng could not look up to such a person in the past. Maybe he was afraid to take him in openly. But now it's different. Dugu smiled and took them into his account. No one dared to say no.

After entering the earthly edge Pavilion, no one feels anything wrong even if they were once heinous villains. Instead of feeling inappropriate, they felt envious.

Dugu Chen stood in the attic with a smile on his lips, which was a satisfactory smile.

The Jianghu is like this. What is lacking is people who can lead the crowd, and what is not lacking is people who follow the trend.

Mysterious organization? If it were not for these mysterious people, how could they stand on the top of the Wulin so quickly and smoothly and become the Wulin alliance leader that almost everyone in the Wulin dreams of.

The dusty Pavilion is still as lively as ever. Although the storm is raging, the hero building is still overcrowded.

Everyone is talking about what happened at the Wulin conference these days. Although almost everyone has witnessed it with their own eyes, they still want to tell these things for people to hear in order to prove that they have indeed witnessed such a Wulin event.

Qin he sat at the most humble table in the corner.

He doesn't drink, just sips tea carefully. Since he went to Cangshan, he has given up drinking. He has given up drinking completely.

The table is very simple, just a plate of peanuts and a plate of sauce beef.

A long sword stood upright against the table, his hand steadily holding the tea cup, and his eyes showed sharp and cruel eyes.

In this look, there is also a smile, a happy smile.

The little marquis is not dead. Not only is he not dead, but he has also become an organization with himself. He is obviously more mature and stable than before, and his martial arts must be different from before.

Looking back on his life, he wandered away from home when he was young. He had no father or mother. He didn't even have a name. If the old Marquis hadn't brought him back to the Lingnan Marquis house, he was afraid that he would be killed when he was eight years old because he robbed a handful of chestnuts from others. If you don't get killed, you will starve to death one day.

After he was brought back to the Marquis house, the old Marquis gave him the name Qin he, asked him to listen to the private school teacher's class with the then little Marquis Qin Feng, and personally taught the Qin family's sword technique. At the age of 20, he made him the big housekeeper of the Qin house.

When the old Marquis died, Qin Feng regarded him as a brother. He not only handed over the whole Qin house to him, but also arranged a marriage for him.

It's a pity that the woman died without leaving him a son and a half

Knowing that Qin Yanjun was not dead, it seemed that he felt that his life was meaningful at that moment.

Just as he gently tapped the table with his middle finger and made a monotonous and rhythmic sound, a man quietly came to him and sat down opposite him.

This man was dressed like Qin Yanjun, but the gray beard under the curtain told him that this man was not Qin Yanjun.

The man sat down naturally, took a cup, filled himself with a cup of tea, and then took a sip slowly.

When he drank tea, he put the tea cup into the curtain without revealing his face.

The heavy rain outside, lightning and thunder, the sound of people in the restaurant, the sound of discussion, the sound of guessing boxing orders, and the sound of hazy drunk voice filled the whole restaurant.

No one noticed Qin he, and no one noticed the man in black sitting opposite Qin he.

"Now that Dugu Cheng has become the leader of Wulin alliance, he will take action to establish his prestige. Fifteen miles to the south of Chenyuan Pavilion, there is a temple of Emperor Wen. Go there and someone is waiting for you. "

The man in black had a low voice. When he spoke, it seemed that he didn't even look at Qin he.

But Qin he heard it clearly and wrote it down without missing a word.

The man in Black said, got up and left, as if he had never been here at all.

However, just after he had just left the door of the hero building, the shopkeeper of the restaurant winked at a strong waiter. The waiter immediately put down the greasy rag in his hand and quietly went out of the restaurant. It seems that the man in black who gradually disappeared in the night walked into the rain without hesitation and quietly followed him.

Qin he still drank tea slowly, but he thought in his heart: "who are these mysterious organizations? Each of them doesn't show their true colors. They come and go without a trace. What are they doing to disturb the Jianghu? If you want to take charge of the whole Jianghu, it should be easy to win the Wulin alliance leader with their strength.

One Xu Zhengyuan made Dugu city almost fail. In this mysterious organization, there should be many people with better martial arts than Xu Zhengyuan?

He doesn't understand, naturally he doesn't want to understand.

But Jiao Qian, who asked himself to order, once knew a long dead man, a dead Master of Mount Tai sect.

Are there some "dead people" in this mysterious organization? This is ridiculous.

After drinking a cup of tea, he took the hat and long sword placed by the table, got up and walked outside the restaurant.

A dazzling flash of lightning, accompanied by a thunderbolt, the rain became more and more dense.

The guards of the earthly edge Pavilion only check the people who come in and release the people who go out after verifying their identity.

And the man in black went out over the wall, like a night bird, quietly out of the dust Pavilion. The waiter followed out silently. In the dark place under the city wall, a few cold lights flashed faintly. It was the light of the sword.

Qin he went through the front door. He didn't have to climb over the wall.

But as soon as he left the earthly Pavilion, a black-and-white figure was quietly decorated. He was also wearing a hat. The rain was like a bead curtain, falling from all around the hat.

He also had a sword in his hand.

Four figures were running wildly in the dark mountains. When the lightning lit up occasionally, we could see their fast and fleeting figures.

However, the sophomore who tracked the man in black soon lost his target. He couldn't hear any sound except the loud sound of rain and wind.

He was horrified because he was one of the best trackers in the earthly Pavilion.

Even in a thunderstorm, he can accurately distinguish abnormal subtle sounds within ten feet.

But this time he lost him, and the man in black seemed to disappear out of thin air.

He flew up, hid himself in the branches of a big tree, and listened carefully with his ears.

However, except for the sound of rain and wind, he still didn't hear half a silk of other sounds.

Suddenly, a dazzling flash of lightning lit up, dazzling.

At this moment, he also saw a cold light that was more dazzling and chilling than lightning.

The cold light of a scabbard sword pierced his throat with the lightning.

For a moment, he saw the figure of the man in black. It seemed that he suddenly appeared in front of his eyes with lightning, and with that lightning, a sword pierced his throat.

He was suddenly convulsed and incontinent.

What a strange and fast sword it is!

When the lightning was not completely extinguished, the long sword had been taken back, and a string of blood beads immediately mixed with the rain and scattered on the mountains. Xiao er's body fell from the trees and fell heavily into the rain.

Qin he ran quickly. Although he was wearing a hat, he was still wet.

Such a storm, a hat simply can not cover.

As he was running, he suddenly stopped. Although it was dark, he felt someone three feet in front of him.

A flash of lightning passed, and he did see a man standing in the rain, motionless. The long sword in his hand had already been scabbard, and there seemed to be a trace of blood on the blade, which was falling with the rain.

Black clothes, black hats and black curtains, with the disappearance of lightning, let him fully integrate into the dark night and disappear without a trace.

"There's a tail behind you. Go ahead and give me the tail."

The voice of the man in black came to his ears, low and deep, but through the "Hua Hua" sound of rain, it was clearly transmitted to his ears.

His heart was cold, but he didn't look back. Even if he looked back, what could he see except the darkness?

Without hesitation, he flew away.

Tail? When did you have a tail behind you and you didn't feel it?

And look at the sword on the hand in black. It should have cut off a tail.

As soon as he ran about ten feet, there was a dull hum behind him.

His heart moved slightly and listened carefully, but there was no sound except the wind and rain.