"Cha-cha-cha-" In the vast snow field, there is no limit to tranquility.There was only the dull sound of a sharp weapon slashing at snow blocks, which fell one by one and melted on the pale and bleeding ground. The icicles lined up form a natural fence at the entrance of the cave, reflecting a strange and dazzling brilliance in the setting sun.He Guanqing squinted his eyes and looked out of the cave from between the gaps in the icicles. He had been motionless for a long time.Suddenly the light on the icicle trembled, he subconsciously changed his posture, sat cross-legged again, and waved his hands as if wanting to brush off the freshly fallen snow on his shoulders.

The snow had stopped long ago.The sun was sinking, and the southern slope of Dagu Mountain, where the sun filled the sea of ​​sorrow, was shrouded in a bleak snow light.The disciples of the Kongtong sect lay staggered in this small cave one by one, and some people groaned once or twice from time to time.He Guanqing turned his head to look at these wounded young men, and let out a long breath.It was getting dark, and the hillside outside was still empty.The apprentice who went out to inquire about the news has not returned yet.The martial arts fellows from Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and Wudang sects who came with him don't know where they all ended up.

Only a green shirt with a collar is dancing.That tall figure brandished a long sword tirelessly.On the rock wall, hard snow blocks fell one after another, revealing a "moon" character with teeth and claws. He Guanqing stared at the word "moon", feeling indescribably shocking. The fierce battle last night was as pale as snow and as dark red as blood.He Guanqing is sixty-three this year, and has been in charge of Kongtong for twenty-three years.How many times have I seen the strong winds and waves in the rivers and lakes, I have already cultivated to the state where my mind is like still water.However, this bloody battle almost completely shattered his years of confidence.The Central Plains martial arts gathered elites and besieged Lanyue City in the depths of the Dagu Mountain and the Sea of ​​Sorrow. They didn't want to be beaten overnight, throwing away their armor and fleeing in all directions.If the young apprentice hadn't discovered this secluded small cave in time, none of the twenty or so people from Kongtong's family would have survived.

Is there such a martial arts in the world?No one believed it.That probably isn't "martial arts" at all!There have always been different legends about those in the snow-capped mountains of the Western Regions, all of which are not true.But for a long time, the stingers just hibernate on the top of the snow mountain of Dagu Mountain and have no contact with the Central Plains Wulin, so no one takes them seriously.But in the past ten years, some unbelievable and strange things have happened again and again in the rivers and lakes.Not to mention, a year ago, Sun Zhugan, the owner of Feiyu Village, died tragically in the well in his backyard, with only a piece of skin left on his body. A month later, Feiyu Village became an empty village, and no one knew who Sun Zhugan was working for. Where have all the killers gone?In the summer, Liu Zhenyu, a disciple of the Wudang School, got married. On the wedding night, the bride disappeared under the noses of all the guests. Three days later, on the Qixi Festival, her family received a box with a pair of eyes of the lady.The Wudang faction was furious, but they couldn't even find the young lady's body.They are all horrible and strange stories, which have been passed around in the rivers and lakes, and people are panicked.Everyone couldn't sit still, and sent people to investigate. After checking and checking, it turned out that it was all related to the stinger who had been silent for a long time.

Few people really know the details of stinging people.Those who inquired came back and said that the area around Dagu Mountain was very desolate. There seemed to be some residents in the past, but now the village is empty, and there is not even a mouse to be found.On the top of the high snow-covered mountain, there are many rocks. It should be Lanyue City, the residence of the legendary stinger.It is said that Jieren's martial arts are very good, and in some rumors, he has even reached the point of being half-human and half-god.Although the elders of the famous martial arts schools in the Central Plains didn't really believe it, they also made serious preparations. They would rather believe what they had or not. They each brought their own masters and went up to Dagu Mountain together.But then again, how good is the best martial arts?Better than Master Cizhou, the abbot of Shaolin, or better than Daoist Xuanhui, the head of Wudang?

He Guanqing closed his eyes, as if he saw Xuan Hui's distorted and terrified face before he died.Yes, even Xuan Hui didn't believe it.He wanted the apprentices to get away quickly, and each of them stayed behind with a sword to resist.Unexpectedly, the opponent moved so fast, before he had time to die, he had already seen the catastrophe of Wudang's family. "Brother Sect Leader, tell me, what exactly is this?" Zuo Guanxu said. The bloodshot eyes in He Guanqing's eyes slowly bulged.What is it—he seems to see the past vividly, but he doesn't quite understand it.The bloody residue of more than ten years appeared.All he knew was that nightmare, which finally happened again...

"Master, Master—" He Guanqing woke up from his contemplation, and saw the little apprentice in the green shirt running towards him with a sword in his hand. "Master, look—" He Guanqing followed the little apprentice's finger and saw two rows of distorted big characters carved on the exposed rock wall with unknown sharp tools: "Snow-covered mountains lie in the middle of the high-ranking officials, and the beauties under the moonlight forest come." Trembling all over, He Guanqing stood up abruptly, smashing a row of icicles. "Master." The little apprentice smiled and kicked away the icicles.

He Guanqing immediately calmed down.In front of his disciples, he was a little embarrassed, he shook his head and smiled, "That's right. Soldiers came to cover up the water and earth. Tonight, Huan'er, we have to watch the two of us." Huang Sun looked at Yidong's brothers and sisters, the wounded and the disabled, all of them looked at him.He squeezed the sword in his hand, turned around, and nodded affirmatively to He Guanqing.But He Guanqing couldn't bear to look into his lover's eyes. "Let's hurry up and find a way to escape, senior brother." Zuo Guanxu couldn't help but said, "Although he's damaged, he hasn't been injured yet, and it's absolutely impossible to resist those—people."

In normal times, no one would talk about this kind of escape, let alone Zuo Guanxu as an elder of Kongtong.But at this time, everyone felt that it was reasonable and agreed. Huang Sun shook his head and said, "The road into the mountain has long been blocked by heavy snow." "The moon was very good last night." He Guanqing pondered, "But it snowed?" "It can only be an avalanche caused by them." Huang Sun said, "The appointment has already been written, and it is clear that we will not let us go." Everyone looked at each other, speechless for a while.

He Guanqing shook his head, and subconsciously looked outside the cave again, where there were two lines of large characters slanted.
The moon came up, and it was another night as bright as water.However, the human heart is so different.Everyone was silent.He Guanqing crossed his legs, closed his eyes and rested his mind, he could hear the sound of Huang Sui wiping his Xifan sword in his ears.After a while, one of his apprentices spoke to Huang Sun: "Little Junior Brother, you can hold your breath. Don't you have a death spot?" When He Guanqing heard this, his heart fluttered again.Huang Sui is the child he brought up with his own hands, and he is as close as flesh and blood.But the older he gets, the harder it is to understand his thoughts.

On the hillside in the distance, there was a burst of snow-white powder. what is that! He Guanqing ordered his disciples to hide it, but helped Huang Sun to the entrance of the cave.There was obviously a fierce battle over there, I saw a pale yellow shadow moving back and forth in the wind and snow, surrounded by several men in black, unable to cope.Pieces of black clothes and red blood were scattered in all directions. "No!" He Guanqing said, "That's from the Emei Sect, Master Ningshan and the others. They met the killer from Lanyue City." Just as he was speaking, an old woman in the black-clothed team let out a clear whistle, and leaped over ten feet high, her sword pointed down like a thunderbolt, and slashed at the top of the yellow-clothed man's head.He Guanqing sighed when he saw Master Ningshan resorting to such a trick of killing everyone.The man in yellow did not dodge or dodge, and stretched two fingers towards Ning Shan's neck.Ning Shan seemed to have been scalded, his whole body shook, and he fell from mid-air, but was stuck tightly by the fingers of the man in yellow.The two are entangled. Huang Sun raised his sword and was about to jump out to meet him.He Guanqing suddenly held him down and shook his head.Huang Sun was startled, and understood.Master meant that he did not want to help.The visitor is powerful, and there are already dead, wounded, and injured in his door, so he can hide as much as he can, and how can he help others.While hesitating, he suddenly saw a slender figure flashing past quickly, slashing at the wrist of the man in yellow with a sword.The man in yellow was caught off guard, his arm trembled, Master Ning Shan was bounced far away, and she was about to fall to pieces. Huang Sun strode out, followed Ningshan Shitai's body back and forth, and then caught Shitai.It's just that the man in yellow is too powerful, even if Huang is so damaged, the two of them still had a big somersault together.He got up and looked back, the man in yellow stopped, standing proudly in the wind, it turned out that he had captured the female disciple of the Emei sect who rescued Ningshan.Huang Sun couldn't help "ah" when he saw it.The man in yellow smiled slightly, and poked his fingers towards the female disciple's neck. "Wait!" Ning Shan's face turned pale, and he asked loudly, "Could it be that the one here is the so-called Palace Master of the Shocking Palace in Lanyue City?" "Hahahaha..." The girl in yellow laughed loudly. "Even if Palace Master Jinghong came by himself, is this poor nun afraid of you!" Ning Shan's throat trembled violently. The girl in yellow smiled from a distance: "To clean up you remnants and defeated generals, there is no need for our Palace Master to come in person!" "Palace Master Jinghong, what is that?" He Guanqing murmured. Huang Sun couldn't bear it anymore, raised his sword and rushed over. The girl in yellow saw it, and ignored him, but her laughter became more and more insane.The black-clothed Emei female apprentice seemed to have fainted.At this moment, Huang Sun suddenly saw a pearl-gray figure floating out from a place far away where the snow and sky met, as light as a cloud.His heart skipped a beat and he wanted to warn the police.Just in a blink of an eye, the figure flashed behind the girl in yellow, vaguely, as if waving at the girl. The girl in yellow stopped suddenly, and put the girl in black from the Emei sect down.With a flash of pearl light, those two people disappeared, leaving only the black-clothed girl lying on the ground straight, trembling all over. If it weren't for Huang Xian's glimpse, almost no one would have noticed the appearance of the man in gray. There is only a bright red durian flower left on the snow.Huang Sun ran over and helped the girl in black.The girl was covered with a veil, revealing only her beautiful forehead and a pair of faint big eyes.The two looked at each other, silent.