C11

Dark clouds piled up, and the stars and moon were devoid of light. Everything between heaven and earth was pitch-black.

The night wind blew, but Di Qing's heart was burning with passion. Ye Zhi Chun had spoken a few words, and his heroic spirit had burst forth. Di Qing's heart was broken, and she felt ashamed. If I go on living in exile in the martial arts world, I will never be able to rise above the masses. "

All along, whenever he thought of his own matters, he would feel either resentment or grief. At this moment, he suddenly realized that if his status was as great as Ye Zichun's, it would be natural to punish the evil bullies severely. Or if he had the martial arts skills of the old man in the grey robe and the monk in the yellow robe, how could he allow a tragedy like this to happen to the fourth elder's family?

He then thought, "If this continues, there will never be a day where I can rise to the top. If I join Lord Ye's army, it would be the best way to avoid disaster." But I, Di Qing, am a good man. How can I trust others to protect me when I'm in trouble? "Hehe, I am only sixteen years old. Even if I were to be blamed for my crimes and didn't die due to crimes, I might be able to accomplish something in the future and achieve my goals. Why would I need to rely on others?"

Thinking like this, the many days of confusion and frustration were all swept away, Di Qing decided to go back to Fenzhou to surrender. Returning to the back hall and looking at Leng Qing who was sleeping soundly, he said after a long time, "Little brother, your illness is fine now. Brother Di has really gone. Take care of yourself." He turned around and walked out the door while facing the moon and the stars.

After walking for about an hour, they could faintly hear the sounds of weapons clashing in the forest in front of them. Di Qing took a few steps forward, and heard someone yell, "You all still won't admit defeat?"

As soon as the voice entered his ears, Di Qing's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly ran into the woods and peeped out from behind a big tree. In the dark, a few men were battling, two tall and sturdy men in open clothing were watching the fight with red lights in their hands.

The girl in the center of the field was dressed in colorful clothes. She held a long, shining silver whip in her hand. Although she was fighting one against three, she didn't seem to be at a disadvantage at all.

In the middle of the fight, he suddenly heard a charming laugh and cried out, "Here!" The long whip was tied horizontally around the left arm of the swordsman who was besieging her. The swordsman cried out and fell to the ground, blood flowing out of his shoulder.

Of the other two people, one was a short old man holding a flowery spear. His movements were fast, his spear sharp and piercing. His moves were vicious and swift.

Seeing that the swordsman was injured, both of them were shocked. They raised their spears and swung their sabers, both rushing towards the swordsman to save him.

Amidst the girl's tender laughter, she withdrew her whip and arrogantly said: "Are you three still going to continue?"

Her smile was like a flower, beautiful and innocent. Di Qing was surprised and happy at the same time. This girl was none other than the young girl dressed in colorful clothes, who he would never forget even once he saw her.

The old man with the flowery spear roared and prepared to charge forward with his spear. The injured man waved his sword and blocked the old man. He cupped his hands and said, "Lady's whip techniques are excellent. We brothers acknowledge our defeat. Cough, cough …" May I know the name of this lady and her sect? so that I can know that it was from the hands of that master. "

The young girl in colorful clothes laughed, "What? Do you want to cause more trouble in the future? "

Moreover, there were two burly men glaring at her from the side, and they did not look like they were good people either. If they retreated at this point, with some unwillingness in their hearts, they asked: "We are all here for that thing, on what grounds does Miss have to stop the Tai Hu Gang?"

The young girl in colorful clothes slowly brandished her silver whip and said, "You guys can't beat me, but it's not enough?"

The katana wielder smiled and said, "Good, good, good!" After saying "good" three times consecutively, he put the blade back on his waist and sneered: "Lady's martial arts are strong, I admire you. We brothers haven't learned anything yet, so we have nothing to say. Hehe, but there might be people in this world who are stronger than you, Miss. If you want to keep that thing for yourself, it might not be easy. "

I am not interested in that thing. All the sects and schools that have been involved in this matter need to get past us and see if you have the qualifications to enter Luoyang. I might as well tell you that we are the Gates of Hell on the outside. "You guys are in luck and met me. If you were to meet my big brother, I'm afraid you would have already lost your lives. Why would you talk so much nonsense?"

The three of them looked at each other. The name of the Underworld Sect was unfamiliar, simply unheard-of. After hearing the arrogance in the young girl's voice, they all felt infuriated.

The wounded man seemed to be the leader of the three as he said in a low voice, "Let's go." The Daoist man and the old man glared at each other as they carried the injured man out of the forest.

When Di Qing saw the young girl in colorful dress fall down the hotel manager's arm yesterday, she knew that this young girl's martial arts was very high. However, she had never thought that she was so outstanding. Seeing that the three of them looked ferocious and were easily defeated by the girl in three moves and two moves, he couldn't help but cheer in his heart.

Just as he was considering whether he should go out and meet them, he heard the young girl in colorful clothes shout, "My good friend, are you still not coming out?"

Feeling embarrassed, Di Qing could only say that she had been discovered by the girl and was about to leave. The top of the tree rustled. A hoarse voice like a broken gong laughed: "Lady is good. We have been hiding so closely but we were still unable to escape your sensitive ears."

Di Qing, who was hiding enemies on the tree, stopped in shock. The two people on the tree jumped down. The man in black was in his forties with a long sword at his waist. He was as black as coal.

The girl behind him was actually very young. She was dressed in red satin clothing, and her body was plump. As soon as her feet touched the ground, two shining short swords appeared in her hands. She said tenderly, "Little girl, you have quite the tone you have there. You can't use a whip to stab your elder sister's shoulder."

He didn't wait for these three sentences to finish. He rubbed his body as he attacked the young girl with lightning speed. The woman in red spoke gently with a smile on her face, but her attacks were extremely vicious. She suddenly rushed over, and every thrust of her sword seemed to have formed a deep hatred with her opponent.

The young girl in colorful clothes backed off a bit. She didn't expect that this woman would hit her so easily. Although she was surprised, she didn't panic and shouted, "Come at me. I just want to poke you on the shoulder."

The long whip danced in the air, transforming into a mass of silver light that protected her chest. There was an unending series of "ding ding ding" sounds, like an urgent song. In the blink of an eye, it blocked the red-clothed woman's seven or eight vicious sword moves.

The woman in red's surprise attack was fruitless. Her short sword wavered as she drew back, smiling. "Aiyo, this little girl's martial arts is too good. Big Sister can't beat you."

She suddenly stepped forward, her waist swaying in the wind like a lotus, and she laughed and talked as if she was a close friend of CaiYi's who had known her for many years, and the ruthless sword stab that could kill people just now was just a joke.

The young girl in colorful clothes showed anger on her face, but she smiled and said, "You're too kind. You're too kind. Elder sister's moves are too fast and I admire you for changing them too much …" The long whip in her palm suddenly flew out without a sound, and only when the whip wrapped around the woman in red's back did she hear an urgent "chi" sound. The speed of this whip was even faster than the sound.

When the woman in red realized this, a silver light flashed in front of her eyes. The silver whip swirled in her sight. The tip of the whip shined brightly as it reflected the red light. The young girl in colorful clothes was angry at her sudden attack for being so despicable and ruthless.

The woman in red's shoulders were short and her body shrank as she slid three feet away. "Ah ha! Little girl, you're so bad …" "Aiyo …"

The girl was still smiling and teasing amidst the whip's swift movements. Before she could finish her sentence, the silver whip had already stretched out explosively, as if there was a strange invisible hand holding the whip's head. Although she dodged quickly, the whip's original form did not change as it followed her. The woman in red's beautiful face lost all color. "Aiyo!" As she cried out, she snapped the whip on her shoulder.

Di Qing hid behind a tree and watched with wide eyes. The power of this whip was several times stronger than the one that had injured the swordsman just now.

The lady in red thrusted her short sword in quick succession. If the young girl in colorful clothes was slightly careless, blood would splash everywhere. If the young girl in colorful clothes was hit by this silent and stern whip, the woman in red's entire shoulder blade would probably shatter.

He saw the two of them laughing and talking, while talking gently, they both took advantage of the fact that the other was not prepared to attack. No matter how scheming they were, or how insidious their attacks were, they were speechless.

The man in black stood by the side with his hands behind his back. A haughty expression was slightly raised on his dark face. It was as if he was looking up at the night sky. When the young girl in colorful clothes used such a miraculous whip technique, although he didn't seem to care about the fierce fighting around him, his face suddenly changed and he coldly said, "The Dark Dragon's Whip Art is not that amazing!"

When he said the word 'black', his hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist. As the word 'dragon' came out, his sword flew out of its scabbard and landed on the head of the silver whip like a meteor.

The young girl in colorful clothes praised, "Good sword art!" Hearing him call out the origin of his whip technique, he couldn't help but be slightly shocked.

He was also surprised, but he still maintained his composure and said in a clear voice: "Little miss, you have a deep inner force. I am here to experience the Black Dragon's Whip Technique, to see if you can prevent us from getting your hands on it?"

Suddenly, the man standing on the right side of the hall jumped out. Lifting the lantern in his left hand, he extended his right palm and slapped the man in black's chest with a whooshing sound. The black clothed man's martial arts were not average, but he had always thought highly of himself. Seeing that the two lantern men were dressed as servants in short sleeves, he had never paid attention to them.

He saw that the man's palm attack was fast and unparalleled. He didn't even manage to use his long sword. He waved his palm and they collided. The man stepped back four steps. His body shook.

With a palm strike, the man immediately returned to his original spot and said, "It's been ten years. The Black Faced Evil God's martial arts have not improved at all."

The woman in red was shocked. She rushed to the side of the man in black and supported him. She felt his body turn slightly cold. It was obvious that his injuries were not light. The two of them looked at the undressed man and exclaimed in unison, "So it's you!"

The big man said, "The husband and wife still remember me. Very good, very good."

Another man said, "The red and black swords have already recognized us, why are you still not leaving?"

Her wife, Xia Yuxue, was good at handling the two steel short swords. Usually, she would kill people while they were smiling, and her nickname was Laughing Luosha, because the couple always wore black and red clothes, and the martial arts world often referred to the two of them as "Red and Black Duo Swords", and her reputation in the martial arts world was not small.

Di Qing, on the other hand, had expected that the lantern-bearer would injure the man in black, and that the couple would come to kill each other. It was bound to be another fierce struggle between the two.

Unexpectedly, Hundred Dragons cupped his fists and bowed, saying hoarsely: "Hehe, good icy palm power. Even ten years later, I, Hundred Dragons, will still not be your opponent. I'm impressed!" "I'm impressed!" Without saying a word, Xia Yuxue supported her husband out of the forest at a brisk pace.

This sudden turn of events both surprised and bored CaiYi. She spoke to the big man who had injured Bai Dalong, "Second Brother Xin, you are being unreasonable. Let me deal with these people from the martial arts world. If I can't beat him, then you can make a move. I can't beat that nigger. Why did you beat him away? Brother Xin, don't you think so? " He asked the other undressed man the last question.

This was the first time that she had left her home to travel in the martial world, and she was full of curiosity. This time, she wanted to stand outside of the city and stop the enemy, and she had instructed the two of them to take care of the enemy, so the two of them could not get involved.

He thought for a moment: "That Hundred Dalong has been famous for twenty years. I was afraid that my young lady would miss something, so I attacked without thinking deeply. It would ruin my young lady's mood and make her unhappy."

When Di Qing saw that this burly man had injured the man in black with a single palm strike, she was secretly surprised that he could be a servant or servant with such kung fu.

The two of them were both of average height and build. Not only did they dress exactly the same, they also had leopard earrings and cheeks that looked like they were made from the same mold. However, the other was half a tower taller, and although he was tall, he was still half a head shorter than him.

At this time, the slightly taller man bowed respectfully with an iron tower like body, and said seriously: "Young miss need not be angry, this black faced man is called Bai Dalong, ten years ago, although he was defeated by Second Brother, his martial arts were not weak, young miss's noble body is not comparable to this kind of boorish man. "If the lord knew that we were fooling around like this, what would happen?"

However, she knew that Big Brother Xin was a kind person, and since he said so, it was probably true. She said in a displeased tone, "I can't beat Second Brother Xin, but I don't think I can beat this nigger. Second Brother Xin, you're not allowed to help me next time. Let's go back to the ship. "

Second Brother Xin heaved a sigh of relief. Afraid that she would reprimand him endlessly, he hurriedly agreed. Leading the way, the three of them ran towards the north.

The forest immediately quieted down. Di Qing stayed for a moment longer to make sure that no one was coming out from the darkness.

The stars were sparse, and the cold moon peeped at people.

In a trance, Di Qing felt that the shocking scene just now was like a dream in the middle of a night fight in the forest. He thought to himself, "Listening to their words seems to be a fight for something."

He recalled the vicious words spoken by the red-clothed girl and felt a chill on his body. He recalled that although the young girl in colorful clothes was not a worldly person, her schemes were not inferior to the girl in red. He could not help but feel terrified as he thought to himself, "What is that thing that can make people fight with their lives?"

Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard the sound of weapons coming from not too far behind him. He thought to himself, 'Not good!' Suddenly, he remembered that the direction the lady in red was heading towards was the temple.

With a cold heart, he quickly ran back to the temple. He sprinted all the way to the temple, but ignored the shouts and shouts. Just as he was about to push open the door to enter, a loud shout suddenly came from inside the temple. It was Leng Qing's voice.

The scream was filled with fear and trepidation, as if she suddenly saw something extremely terrifying.

Di Qing was concerned about his feelings. She pushed open the temple door with one hand while holding her chest with the other. She called out, "Little brother, what's wrong?" He entered with large strides.