Snowflakes were falling from the sky, falling all over the mountain. The warriors who stood tenaciously on guard were covered with thick snow coats, making it difficult for people to see clearly what was hidden underneath.
Tree.
On the ground, there was thick snow, a vast expanse of white, with not a trace or green color at all.
When you step on it, you can leave footprints one after another.
There was a slender cyan figure jumping back and forth in the forest, flipping around, and connecting each move with a particularly neat and graceful manner. It was so fast that one could only see the afterimages.
If there is a big shot in the martial arts here, he will definitely say: What a handsome kung fu!
Al-Ling, who was immersed in practicing his moves, suddenly focused his eyes and used his inner strength to move his finger downwards. A snowflake rose up and struck in one direction like a sharp sword.
The snow sword hit a big tree directly, as if it had eyes.
As soon as they got close, a powerful force shot out from behind the tree, knocking down the snow sword easily.
Then, a black figure was seen rushing out from behind the tree, heading straight towards Aling.
The strong wind made Aling dare not relax, so he mustered up all his energy to deal with it.
Soon, the two figures became entangled together and became inseparable.
After more than twenty moves, Aling finally realized something was wrong, "Who are you?!"
As he spoke, the person also withdrew his moves and took two steps back, but still paid careful attention to the opponent's movements. As long as the opponent had the consciousness to run, he would immediately pounce on him again.
Standing still, Aling could see the other person clearly in the snowflakes all over the sky. He was wearing a hemp black hooded cloak, and his whole body was covered in it. He couldn't see his appearance clearly, only his body shape, which was a little rickety.
"Who are you, and why do you know my master's Kung Fu?" Aling was extremely confused. Her master, Phantom Thief Changbai, only had her as his apprentice in his life. She had never heard her master talk about who else he taught his own Kung Fu.
Why would anyone know her master's skills in such a far away place?
Who is this person? Did he come specifically to find him?
Al-Ling thought of the girl in red and the two servants not long ago, and she subconsciously felt something bad.
If someone really came after Master based on his name, then she must not implicate Sister Aqiu!
This man cannot be told to leave alive!
Al-Ling responded quickly in her mind, waiting for the man in front of her to reveal his ugly appearance, and then she would show no mercy and would have to silence him.
She was staring at each other closely.
Suddenly, the person in front of her moved. She raised her hands and pulled down the hat covering her head, revealing her face below.
Aling's eyes widened instantly.
"Grandma Mo?!"
How could it be her?
Aling was extremely shocked at this time. It had been almost half a year since she came to Songshan Village. She was familiar with everyone in the village, and she had never seen Mrs. Mo often.
But she had never seen that this old lady Mo could actually know kung fu, and her kung fu was not bad at all!
The most important thing is that the technique she used first came from the same sect as hers!
"Grandma Mo, you..."
"How old were you when you started learning Kung Fu from your master?" Compared to Aling's shock, Mrs. Mo was as calm as if she was asking "Have you eaten?"
Aling was stunned, but subconsciously replied: "Three years old."
After answering, he finally came to his senses, "Do you know my master?"
Mrs. Mo sighed and thought to herself: "You are three years old, so it has been ten years at least. I have almost mastered the internal strength of martial arts, but I am still a bit young."
"Someone has been secretly watching you, staring at Songshan Inn for several days, and you didn't even notice?"
Aling:?!
Is someone secretly watching?
Thinking back on it recently, she didn't feel anything unusual?
His face was a little solemn for a moment, and he looked at Mrs. Mo with a slightly surprised look, "You...who are you?"
Mrs. Mo said calmly: "Has your master ever told you that his master only has one disciple, but his master also has a junior sister?"
Aling's eyes widened, "You...are you the great-uncle my master once mentioned?"
Mrs. Mo said yes, unable to comment.
Al-Ling became excited instantly. She originally thought that her master was gone, and there would be no one in their sect, and she was the only one left.
She never thought that in this place, she would meet her great-uncle whom Master mentioned several times but she had never seen before!
"Master-uncle! Why do you..."
Aling was extremely curious. His master once said that this great uncle's kung fu was superb. He was also the only one besides Master Shan who had mastered the Guiyuan Heart Technique to the ninth level. He was very powerful.
She had long wanted to see her uncle in person, but the master said that he had only met him twice, and there was no news from her.
I never thought that this great uncle would live in seclusion in a small village like Songshan Village.
If her uncle hadn't taken the initiative to recognize her, she would have just thought that Mrs. Mo was just an ordinary country woman!
Ah Ling was very confused. With her great uncle's martial arts skills, she could become famous in the world, even more powerful than her master. However, her uncle's name had never been heard of in the world.
Moreover, my uncle is so powerful, why is he hiding here?
But Mrs. Mo obviously didn't intend to tell her too much. She only said: "I have sent away all the people in the dark for you. Since you stay here, just stay here with peace of mind. Don't think too much about anything else.
If you can't show off your skills too much, don't show off too much."
After saying that, people will turn around and leave.
"Uncle Master!" Al-Ling shouted.
Mrs. Mo paused slightly, "There is only Mrs. Mo here, there are no great uncles."
Al-Ling was in a state of confusion, thinking about her master's death at the hands of King Hou. She looked at Old Lady Mo and said hesitantly, "Uncle Master, do you know what the relationship between our master and King Hou is?"
"My master... he died in the hands of King Hou's people. It seemed that those people wanted to force my master to ask about the whereabouts of something... but the master didn't tell me anything. He only asked me not to ask more questions or to interfere.
Don't take revenge for him, leave the world and live an ordinary life."
She has been taken by her master since she can remember. She doesn't know who her biological parents are. In her heart, master is her father and the person she respects the most.
But the master is dead, but she can't avenge him...
She knew that Master was doing it for her own good, but until she understood the truth, she would never be able to let go.
She knew that she was not capable enough and rashly seeking revenge would end up killing her in vain, so she always listened to her master and did not think about these things and stayed far away.
But meeting her uncle today was like meeting a relative, so she couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
Master's uncle, who is a generation higher than her master, doesn't know anything about the affairs in the master's sect?
Mrs. Mo's face was full of wrinkles, her sunken eyes were also gray, and she couldn't see any unnecessary emotions.
Hearing this, he just said calmly: "Just obey your master's instructions as your master instructs you. Don't worry about the adults' affairs, little kid."
"But..." Aling wanted to say more, but was choked back by Mrs. Mo's words.
"Even if it's not for yourself, for the girl Aqiu, and for Mrs. Yuan who treats you like your own granddaughter, you don't want them to be involved in danger, right?"