Ten years in the valley, the world changes.
The pattern of Wulin has been very different for more than ten years since the Fengling Valley, the first place of pilgrimage to martial arts in the world, disappeared. The "Twilight Moon Mountain Villa" in the south of the Yangtze River, the "Holy Land" in the north of the Yangtze River, and the "Cloud Land of Western Chu" in the Chu border are divided into three parts. They restrain each other, compete with each other, and conflict constantly.
Biyun City Branch, Yundi District, Western Chu. In the middle of the night, the guards did not relax. From time to time, two or three patrol teams with black armor passed through the branch yard.
Taking advantage of the thick moonlight, three vigorous figures passed over the wall and temporarily hid behind the eaves. When the leader in black made a gesture, they flew to the designated position to hide. The leader jumped separately and ran to the back courtyard house.
"Who?!" The people in the room heard the change and came out. He was a tall man, big and thick, with a long knife in his hand. He was the leader of the branch of Biyun City, Zhong Hanli. As soon as he spoke, a white shadow flew behind him, and a silver lock made of refined steel wrapped around his neck with lightning speed.
"Zhong Hanli, today is your death day!" The man in black has many words and sounds very clear, but the visitor is a woman? Zhong Hanli did not dare to hesitate. She pulled the silver lock and tried hard. The woman flew up, and a dagger flew out of her sleeve, directly facing Zhong Hanli's face. Zhong Han stood out and blocked the sword. Unexpectedly, this was an empty move. A little white smoke spilled from the black dress woman's sleeve. Zhong Han could not hide. The white smoke was sucked into the lungs and hit on the body. The woman didn't want to tangle with him any more. She wielded her sword to cut the silver lock and landed steadily. Watching Zhong Hanli rolling painfully on the ground, his eyes showed a cold sly smile:
"There's no need to struggle. You've been hit by my 'three step heartbreak'. It only takes a while, and you'll go to hell. Try not to struggle for a while, and you'll die happily."
Zhong Hanli was choked by the silver lock and could not speak for a long time. His skin is gradually festering, with milky white bubbles. He looks painful, and his eyes protrude to look directly at the woman in black. He shivers slightly, "Who are you...?"
The woman in black smiled lightly, took out a crystal jade pendant from her arms, and shook it in front of Zhong Hanli: "Do you know that? Go with ease!"
"Are you Saint...?!" Zhong Hanli took his last breath and pointed at the memento in the hand of the woman in black. He couldn't catch it and could not close his eyes.
The woman in black whistled, and the courtyard was full of flames.
She was about to leave to meet her men when she saw a white shadow passing by outside the wall. She was shocked. Is there anyone else ambushing here? She dared not think much about it and hurried over the wall to follow.
During the chase, three cold lights flew out of the left hand, which were easily avoided by the white shadow. Finally, the white shadow fell on a sturdy sycamore tree outside the yard. When the woman in black looked closely, she found that she was also a woman in white. She used her lightness skill to enter the swallow and whirl around like a white shadow. She was standing on the top of the tree, stepping on a young branch in the air, but did not move at all. You have excellent lightness skills.
Before the woman in black opened her mouth, the woman in white said quietly, "You are a real heavy hitter."
"Who are you?! Report your name!" The woman in black stopped not far from her, ready to go, for fear of letting the other party slip away.
"The name is still fake. If I say I'm from the Holy Land, can you believe it?" The white clad woman's face is covered with gauze and carrying the moonlight, making her look even more obscure.
The woman in black was about to refute, but she smelled a strange fragrance. It was sweet but not greasy. It was far and deep. The fragrance came from the woman in white. How can you see the figure of the woman in white when she is in a trance? Only the empty branches trembled, and the night wind was gentle.
At this time, the two men who came with the woman in black also gathered around her.
"Have you found the map?" asked the woman in black.
The two men looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Damn it! Be preempted!" The woman in black stamped her feet and growled regretfully.
