The wind and snow outside the border are connected to the sky, and the world is silent. There is no light after leaving Mazong Ridge.

Xu Buling held the iron mace and rode his horse in the countryside. He just fought with high intensity and lost his physical strength. His heartbeat was like a drum. He could see the tremors of his chest from his robe. Sweat dripped from his chin, and his soft armor to his outer robe were wet.

Although he was panting like a cow, he was not injured. It was considered a rest when riding on a horse. He still had the strength to curse. The sound of scolding like a bell almost spread throughout the quiet country:

"If you have a surname, don't run away if you have a genital..."

"Are you all cowards in Northern Qi? You bully the few and plot against each other and you were beaten to flee. You changed your name to "You Zhuochun"..."

"The dignified national teacher is facing the enemy, who are you seducing you..."

"Little Taohua worships you as a master, and I don't deserve it for her. Believe it or not, I will bring her a fat boy to come and visit you..."

Screaming and scolding during pursuit is also a technical job. It is not just as simple as venting anger. The main purpose is to provoke the opponent, forcing the other party to get angry and unable to help but turn around and continue to fight.

But people at the level of Zuo Qingqiu will not be fooled by this kind of pediatric provocation method. They drive their horses on their backs, and they have no intention of turning back.

The origin of Fengfeng Horse is Mobei. No matter how small the number is, it will not be only a few. Zuo Qingqiu is definitely qualified to ride as a national teacher. Moreover, Zuo Qingqiu arranged an ambush today, so he naturally arranged a way out.

At this time, Zuo Qingqiu turned into Mazong Ridge with a complex terrain and galloped against the mountains. He walked around the pits from time to time on the road, put down logs to block the road, etc.

Xu Buling wanted to keep Zuo Qingqiu, but his vision was too poor at night and he had to pay attention to the road conditions under his feet. If the horse chased the wind and stepped on the trap and trip rope, he would have to break the horse's legs on the spot.

Although you can see the figures in front of you only half a mile away, it is obviously unlikely to catch up with this way of chasing. You keep crossing the roadblocks, but the distance is still getting further and further.

Step on

The two horses galloped forward and backward, chasing for ten miles, and Xu Buling also scolded for ten miles.

Zuo Qingqiu never returned, and his back gradually disappeared into the night until he could not even hear the sound of horse hooves.

Xu Buling chased after the horse's hoof prints on the ground half a mile, and his horse's speed gradually slowed down and finally stopped on the hills on the edge of the grassland.

The wind and snow swept through the boundless wilderness. The grasslands falling under the heavy snow were like a sea of ​​snow. You could faintly see a few hungry wolves wandering around the surroundings smelling the smell of blood. It is hard to see half a figure in the world.

"Pooh"

Xu Buling turned over and got off the horse, spitted, and relaxed after fighting with high load, and began to feel sore and fatigue from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. He also felt a stinging pain from the tiger's mouth with his right hand, which was a little difficult to bear.

Xu Buling took a few breaths, took the wine gourd from the side of the horse, sat down cross-legged at the top of the snow hill, raised his head and took a big mouthful, calmed his energy and began to adjust the nearly boiling breath.

The big dark horse was born on the grassland, and was born with a little nostalgia for this boundless world. At this time, he stood beside him with a proud pride, and two white mist sprayed out of his nose, which was a bit like "Look, this was once my country."

Xu Buling sat on the snowy ridge for a while, but his breath had not subsided. A crisp sound of "ding" suddenly came from afar, which was the sound of swords and soldiers colliding, which was extremely eye-catching in the night...—

Mazong Town was silent, and few people and merchants were hiding. Some collapsed buildings ignited flames, and the broken walls were everywhere, looking like a dead town that had just been affected by the war.

In the middle of the street, Li Hansheng and Zhu Liu were sitting on the ground. Chen Chong from the northern border ran over first and bandaged Zhu Liu, who had broken his right arm, and he was wearing the wound.

Chen Chong used his gun to walk in the battle formation, and his great opening and closing had a great killing power, but he was not flexible in pursuit. Yan Huilin did not fight him head-on. He was walking in the inn for a long time. At this time, his condition was better than Xu Buling. Not to mention blood, he didn't even have dust.

Step on

The sound of horse hooves sounded from a distance.

Chen Sining rode into the town on a wind-chasing horse, sitting Cui Xiaowan, and Zhu Manzhi rushed to the front.

"father!"

Zhu Manzhi galloped on the horse, his little face full of anxiety and tears. He ran to Zhu Liu, and before he could stop, he flew down. He didn't dare to touch Zhu Liu, and said in a crying voice:

"Dad, you..."

Zhu Liu's face turned pale, and the blood on the corner of his mouth had been wiped away. When he saw his daughter, his expression returned to calm. He also smiled a little. He raised his moving left hand and rubbed his hair on the branches:

"Dad is fine. This little injury is not as painful as your mother hitting someone with a rolling pin."

Zhu Manzhi is a big girl after all. Even though she was extremely worried and anxious, she no longer cried like she did when she was a child. She just hurriedly picked up gauze and gold sore medicine and bandaged her father's wounds. She wanted to blame her father for her, but she didn't know how to speak, but she just sobbed in a unclear way:

"Mom knows, I will beat you to death..."

"hehe……"

Although the scene was tragic, the scene of a kind father and a filial daughter was quite warm.

Li Haisheng sat next to him, bandaging the wound on his waist and abdomen alone. Yu Guang glanced at Zhu Liuhe, his natural gloomy eyes moved slightly, and he showed a little sadness.

Maybe it was because of the scene. I thought of the days when the family of three lived in a mountain village. At that time, the little girl who was still like bean sprouts in the Qing night was often squatted beside him like this, crying at any time, which was a world apart from the cold girl now.

Some things feel the more they touch the scene, the more they hurt people's hearts.

Li Hansheng's eyes turned elsewhere, but he only looked at the wind and snow in the sky and sighed silently.

Chen Sining carried Cui Xiaowan off the horse, and faced the three top leaders in the world, but actually didn't know how to say hello. He was worried about Xu Buling's safety, so he turned over and ran out of the town, looking for Xu Buling who was chasing the enemy, and the little sparrow flew in front.

Xu Buling chased Zuo Qingqiu and ran far away from the town.

Chen Sining had strong tracking and counter-tracking skills. He followed the footprints on the ground that were not yet buried by wind and snow, and followed the southwest direction. He observed carefully, but did not step on the pit that blocked the pursuers.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the snow is flying all over the sky.

Chen Sining chased after nearly ten miles of horses. The footprints on the road became increasingly fainter and gradually couldn't see clearly. He couldn't help but feel anxious. Just as he was about to shout, the little sparrow suddenly flew back from the front, 'chirping' and circling.

Although Chen Sining couldn't understand the little sparrow's thoughts, it was obvious that this was not the reaction of discovering Xu Buling Trace.

Could it be that I ran into someone else?

Chen Sining's heart tightened slightly, and quickly slowed down his horse's speed, even breathing less.

The scene in Mazong Town today is really terrifying. Nine masters appeared one after another, each of them was a legendary figure in the world. They destroyed the entire street with human power. The storyteller dared not write like this.

Although Chen Sining is outstanding in martial arts and believes that she is invincible among women, she is inevitably scared and feels guilty at this moment.

Let’s not talk about the unreasonable hero like Zuo Qingqiu. Even Shi Jinhai, who died the fastest, is also a real peak warrior in the Northern Qi Dynasty. The most amazing "Northern Leg Master" in the entire northern leg technique is that today the scene is too big, and even the sword saint Zhu Liu can’t line up, so he died silently. If Chen Sining meets Shi Jinhai, she will probably only need one leg to kick her to death.

There are four people living in Northern Qi now, and Chen Sining can't afford to offend any of them, but Zuo Qiming and Half-Faced Buddha were seriously injured and lost their combat power, so they might have the chance to steal a chicken.

Chen Sining thought about this, turned over and dismounted, leaned over and walked forward, and touched forward under the guidance of the little sparrow, and soon arrived above a snow hill.

The little sparrow no longer made a sound, but pointed the direction with the bird's beak.

The snow fields outside the border are endless and there is basically no way to see anything.

Chen Sining took out the telescope and searched carefully in the direction pointed out. She soon saw a figure wearing a straw raincoat, moving quickly on the snow surface, and there was almost no sound when you stepped on the snow without trace.?!

Chen Sining's eyes turned cold. The figure was obviously not Xu Buling. She knew clearly how many people Xu Buling came over and brought. At this time, it was impossible for him to touch forward secretly.

Chen Sining did not hesitate, put away the telescope, pulled out the scimitar behind her waist, moved quickly from the side, and came to the front of the figure's movement path, ready to go.

The figure in the straw raincoat may be afraid that Xu Buling would notice it in advance, and he would not run fast. If the little sparrow had not discovered it in advance in the air, he would not have noticed any movement at all.

Seeing the figure getting closer, Chen Sining held her breath and bowed like a cheetah. However, she was afraid of accidentally stepping on the thunder, so she chose a safe way to play and put the scimitar on the long whip. When the other party had just walked past the snow hill, it exploded and a whip whip towards the figure in the straw raincoat.

Smack

The whip, which was more than meter long, exploded, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

The whip tip is covered with a scimitar, showing a sharp and cold light in the snowy night, like a sickle mowing grass, sweeping towards the neck of the man in the straw raincoat.

Liu Wuye, who was sneaking silently, felt something wrong when Yu Guang realized that the scimitar was unsheathed. With the crisp sound of "clang" the blade slashed on the scimitar.

But Chen Sining attacked from the dark, and the scimitar was also astonishingly powerful with the blessing of the long whip.

Liu Wuye hurriedly drew his sword to block it. Although he moved the blade, he still swept a bloody mouth on his shoulder, and lost his balance and fell on the snow.

After Chen Sining took action, she felt that the other party was not much different from her. She was not the group of perverts just now, and her courage suddenly became stronger.

"Die!"

While Chen Sining pulled the scimitar with his right hand, he stepped on the frozen soil with his feet and directly approached his body, and another whip was slashed in the air.

Liu Wuye lost the opportunity to be attacked by a sneak attack, fell down Xuebei and quickly rolled away from the second sword, then suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Chen Sining.

Chen Sining's whip-tail knife slashed a groove in the snow. Seeing the other party get up and approaching, he retreated at the same time. The whip was pulled back and the scimitar cut to the back of Liu Wuye's head.

Liu Wuye was wary of something, and he lowered his head to dodge when he rushed over. Before he could get close, Chen Sining, who had turned his hand back, threw the machete over again.

This time, the scimitar was not attached to the long whip. Liu Wuye raised his hand and slashed the scimitar, and the distance was pulled to three steps. He was about to lift the knife and slash at Chen Sining, but he saw Chen Sining pulling his right hand in the air.?!

Liu Wuye felt cold in his heart and wanted to avoid it, but this time his reaction was obviously half a beat slower.

The scimitar pulled back by the thin thread cut it against Liu Wuye's face, shattering the hat, and slashing a deep bloody mouth on his shoulder.

While Chen Sining used the green bead in her hand to pull back the Silver Moon Scimitar, she kicked her sideways and sent her out, just in the chest of Liu Wuye who was avoiding her.

Bang

With a strong and powerful kick, Liu Wuye kicked backwards.

Chen Sining followed closely behind, holding a scimitar inverted manner, like a flying saber-toothed tiger, and the tip of the knife directly pierced Liu Wuye, who had lost his balance in the air.

In a flash, Liu Wuye lost his chance by being attacked. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely be killed by Chen Sining's set.

Seeing the scimitar stabbing towards the heart, Liu Wuye had no time to force the knife to lift it and hit it in the direction of the blade.

But just as Chen Sining was about to succeed, the sound of breaking the wind suddenly came from afar, and then a crisp sound of "ding" came from between the two, and a sword sheath flew over, knocking the weapons in their hands away.

Chen Sining realized something was wrong and retreated, looked carefully at the source of the sound, ready to escape at any time.

Liu Wuye saved his life and fell to the ground and rolled several times.

"stop!"

In the wind and snow, Xu Buling had arrived dozens of steps away. He held a long cold iron mace in his hand and came to Chen Sining in the blink of an eye, with a slightly surprised look:
To be continued...