Chapter eight hundred and thirteenth bloody romance
The mountains are black, the rugged stones are black, and even the flowers and plants growing in the crevices of the rocks are black. It is so cold, so black, so black that it does not have the slightest bit of "life" in it.
This mountain is not too high, but it is covered with clouds all day long. It is so evil that it makes people feel goosebumps. There are huge black iron-colored pines growing wild all over the mountain. They should be pine trees, right? Except for the color, they are no different from the green pines outside. But
Every pine tree is so huge, the shortest one is six or seven feet high, and the pine branches are stretched and coiled. There is no vigorous and powerful beauty of the green pine, but only the ferocious look of the dancing snakes.
The sky here is always gloomy and cloudy, the clouds are very low and very thick, as thick as balls of black ink, and they are like balls of black ink pressing on people's hearts. Even though it is midsummer now, the sun is as blazing as fire.
A puff of blood spurted up a piece of black rock and was blown all over the ground by the wind. The person who vomited blood was a short, thin but strong man, but at this time he looked like he had drunk too much wine.
He staggered crookedly, hit two rotors on the rock, and fell heavily.
His Tianling Cap was in pieces, and his sticky white brain was mixed with bright red blood, like a rotten red persimmon.
With a "whoop" sound, another figure was thrown up in the air, head, front and back, like a furious arrow shot from the full moon's strong bow. It hit another mountain rock, and was bounced back by the force of the shock, and then hit again.
When we reached the black rock below, the clear sound of bones breaking could be heard from far away. Blood wiped a red blood-stained circle on the surface of the cold rock, and then the red quickly turned into purple-red blood spots, because on the mountain
everything is black
The wind whistled sharply, and the branches of the giant pine trees on the top of the mountain danced more fiercely and more ferociously. However, the atmosphere around the black stone mountain was so quiet, as quiet as death.
Across the ferocious rocks in front of us, seven middle-aged men wearing black long robes with gloomy and cold faces stood in a semicircle. The light in their six and a half pairs of eyes flashed like lightning, but they converged into a focus, like the faces of wild beasts.
Against their acquisition—
—A tall and muscular man wearing gray linen clothes
This man stood in the center of the semicircle. His gray linen clothes exposed his bronze-colored chest, and his eyes were full of contempt and disdain for his opponent.
Behind this big man, stood a man in a light yellow robe. He was a man with a completely different image. He had a straight nose, moderately thick lips, and a delicate red color. The yellow color of his clothes was so peaceful and peaceful,
The goose-yellow color faintly reveals a kind of luxury and elegance belonging to a wealthy family. Against the white and delicate skin, the intentional or unintentional look of contempt makes him look like a young man from a wealthy official family.
The nine of them just stared at each other quietly, without any movement for the time being, as if the two people who died just now had nothing to do with them, as if it was a distant event that happened in another distant place.
Slowly, the man in black standing on the far left began to move a little. The handsome man in yellow smiled elegantly, his slender hands were folded in front of his chest, and there was a black man standing at his feet.
The man in clothes seemed to have scruples, his stern face was tense, and there were beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.
The other man in black on the right opened his only left eye angrily and let out a heavy "hum". Then, the man in black on the left gritted his teeth and rushed forward like a flash of lightning.
The shadow of his palm filled the sky like a blade, attacking erratically but sharply at the man in yellow shirt!
Following his movements, six other men in black rushed in at the same time. In an instant, a sharp wind surged, and the force of his palms was like a tide. The black figure was flying like a dragon dancing in the sky.
Just for a moment, in the time it took for people to fold their skins, a figure seemed to have lost the weight of his body and was suddenly thrown up like a stone. Just like the two companions who had reached bliss earlier, they were thrown down without any struggle.
Flying to the jagged and jagged rocks——
There was a muffled and harsh sound of "pop", and in front of me, the original confrontation situation had returned to the original situation. The big man and the man in yellow were in the middle, and the men in black formed a semicircle. However, there were only six people left now.
Huang Shanke's young and handsome face had no expression at all. It was light and very calm, as calm as a deep pool of water. His expression seemed as if the destruction of the whole world in front of his eyes would not cause him to panic.
The big man is like a warrior, his whole body continues to exude passionate fighting spirit
The two sides have been silent. It is obvious that both of them know each other's identity very well. There is no need to talk nonsense again. Suddenly, figures flashed and swam. Then, another body was violently shaken up, and the situation returned to the original situation after an instant.
, and naturally, the number of men in black has been reduced to five people
The leader of these men in black is the middle-aged man with one missing eye. His face is thin and bony, his eyebrows are sparse, and the two tiger teeth in his mouth are revealed when he strikes hard. In such an environment, there is a kind of werewolf.
At this time, he opened his one eye with bloodshot eyes. The four remaining companions also had tense muscles on their faces, sweat dripping from their foreheads, and their expressions showed considerable panic and anxiety.
disturbed
Dumu glanced at his companions. If we deduced according to the method just now, it should be the penultimate man in black with a big beard who takes action now, but...
Now the big man is biting his lip, his thick Adam's apple is trembling up and down, and there is an indescribable fear and panic in his eyes. Yes, when a person knows that his life is about to be destroyed in front of his eyes, no matter what his life is,
Whether he is kind or the worst, he will be reluctant to leave you
In a word, no one wants to die
To put it another way, sacrifice is not about wanting to die.
The man in yellow shirt looked at him quietly, curling up the corner of his mouth with a half-smile. The one-eyed man took a deep breath, and the light in his pupils suddenly became as cold and vicious as a snake with a hundred steps. And this gaze, again
He threw himself coldly at the tall man!
But looks can't kill. The man in yellow shirt and the tall man in front have long been accustomed to this kind of look.
The big man suddenly roared, and with a violent twist of his body, he pounced forward violently and proactively. The man in yellow smiled, and as fast as thunder and lightning, he attacked from the side of the other four men in black.
Before the flanking attack could reach the position, amidst the flying applause, his hands were tilted like blades, and the beard that was tilted back in front of him with such an unstoppable sweep had already let out a miserable howl,
Like his dead comrades before, he was ejected with a skeletal shock
In that single blow, Huang Shike's beard and beard had already received sixteen palms.
It has returned to its original state. The remaining four men in black can no longer form a semicircular encirclement formation. They stand side by side in a row, their black shirts soaked with sweat, and their slight breathing reflects their fear and fear.
Despair, life and death will soon be clear
The guest in yellow shirt elegantly flicked his sleeves, and the goose-yellow silk Confucian clothes glowed with a touch of softness. He looked up at the heavy clouds in the sky, and sighed softly. It was as if he was watching the strange things in the mountains.
The scenery is quiet and elegant with indescribable elegance, and it is extremely peaceful.
then--
Just as he let out a soft sigh, there was a flash of light and shadow, and another black shadow flew over him, and three other figures also attacked him from three different directions at three possible angles of movement!
However, he didn't move, not at all, because there was a big man in front of him who opened and closed his fists and struck out. In an instant, energy surged around every inch of the space. The man in yellow just flickered his palms for a brief moment that could not be seen clearly.
, that flashing posture was so beautiful, so weird, yet so spicy. When the figure who was flying in the air was knocked out, the applause of the yellow-shirted guest suddenly attacked one of them!
The two figures suddenly slapped each other with their four palms, and one of them jumped backwards with a slight difference of movement. The other man in black who did not have such a good dexterity was not so lucky. When he realized that the situation was not good,
, the right palm of the man in yellow robe had brushed against his neck like a sharp blade——
So gently and quietly, it brought up his big head
The action started in a moment and ended in a moment. The yellow-shirted guest made a beautiful circle and landed behind the big man again. His temperament was already so noble.
At present, the two remaining men in black are alone, just like two wooden chickens. The expressions in their three eyes are as dim as the pitiful halo left after the setting sun. In this halo
However, the man in black, who took the mission with panic and fear, never thought that two inconspicuous little prey could have such powerful lethality.
Huang Shike stared at the two people in front of him indifferently. There was no trace of pride or rejoicing on his face. That expression could only be said to be natural.
The two men in black looked at each other. The ferocious arrogance of the one-eyed man had completely disappeared. His other companion was a fat and very tall man in his prime. This man in black looked like a big fat pig with a face full of flesh.
There is also a black mole the size of a thumb on his chin. The tuft of mole hair on the mole was the object of the man in black's love and protection in the past. Now it is shaking gently, but there is no sign of flinching on his face.
, it’s already done now, what else is there to say?
The big man and the guest in yellow shirt have never said a word, and now, they still haven't uttered a word. All their attitudes are expressed with their eyes. The thorough hatred has clearly shown everything.
Almost imperceptibly, slowly—
The two men in black were quietly moving back. This movement could be said to be the retreat of the two men in black after being frightened. Rather, it could be said to be the subconscious reaction of the two of them under the shock of their hearts, or even, based on their
Even they themselves may not know that they have shrunk from their strong habits in the past.
The guest in yellow shirt half turned his face, silently concentrating on the giant black pine not far behind him. The branches of the pine tree were tangled and fluttering, making a sound like waves in the cold mountain wind. The clouds in the sky were rolling and gathering, and the surrounding light was bright.
Obscure, against the backdrop of this ferocious black stone mountain, it is a living mystery of death.
Sighing slightly, the voice of the man in yellow robe sounded so far away as if it came from Jiuyou: "Even if we hide in Heishui Mountain, won't the master be willing to let us go?"
The two men in black shrank their eyes. The words of the man in yellow reminded them of the terrible consequences they were afraid of. They looked at each other with such bitterness in their eyes.
The guest in yellow shirt turned around and looked at the floating clouds outside the mountain with distant eyes, as if he was thinking of his past...
From the original family's decline to the present, there is really a huge gap.
The one-eyed man's throat trembled, and he took a deep breath, but his voice was hoarse and low: "Princess Yongxin, it's just that you were too presumptuous, but you were not ruthless enough in the first place..."
"Xing Mao, do you really want to accompany this imperial convict's daughter to wander around the world and never return to the Northern Han Dynasty or the battlefield outside the Great Wall?"
"Is what you said back then about wanting to avenge Li Shuai all bullshit?"
But the fat man in black suddenly stamped his feet and yelled with breath filling his chest: "One-eye, what are you waiting for? Behind us is the Tingwei Mansion and the imperial court. Are you still afraid that no one will take revenge if we die?"
The guest in yellow shirt continued coldly again: "There will be. If you are lucky, just wait for the newcomers on the road to Huangquan."
The one-eyed man's single eye suddenly shot out fiercely, and his breathing suddenly became rapid. The organization behind it was very powerful, so powerful that he had to "move forward bravely" and mobilized all his skills -
The final blow is about to begin
The guest in yellow raised his sword eyebrows indifferently and suddenly rushed in - this was him, no, it was her first active attack since the beginning!
The pale yellow shadow was like a streak of light, and the single-eyed and fat man in black began to realize that it was already in front of him. The two people hurriedly jumped to the left and right, and slashed diagonally with all four palms. However, it was like hitting an illusory shadow.
Before he could stop and change his moves, the fat man in black gave a sharp roar and fell nine steps away with his mouth full of blood spurting out!
The beating in Dueyeren's heart froze at the sound of this sharp whistle. He didn't have time to look sideways, he quickly pressed his palms to the ground, and his feet were thrown up like two hammers. Unfortunately, he was very proud.
The big man, that is, Xing Mao, the famous Zhonglang General in the Han army in Li Huizu's era, had already strode forward, punched Duyan's feet, and then grabbed it with his big hands, and his hands were already buckled
Holding the trembling feet of One Eye, he threw it out with full of hatred as if he was about to throw a stone.
Xing Mao hated the current Northern Han Dynasty. He had struggled to escape from the fiasco at Baiping Mountain. When he was dismissed from the Ministry of War and joined the Li family, he did not feel any resentment towards the court because Li Huizu's defeat at Baiping Mountain was so tragic.
Afterwards, the court only removed Li Huizu's honor and symbolically punished the Li family, and made Xing Mao full of gratitude to the court.
At that time, Xing Mao believed that the Li family could rise again. With Li Huizu's energy in the court and his connections in the military, even if the latter was seriously damaged now, it would only be a matter of time before the Li family would rise again. This belief was reflected in the Peking Incident.
When the Li family lost the most outstanding person among their three generations, Xing Mao never wavered.
But when the attitude in the palace changed, and when the Li family was completely expelled and cleaned up in the court and the army, Xing Mao had to turn dark.
How deep his loyalty to the Li family is, how resentful he is towards the current Northern Han Dynasty court
The blackened Xing Mao did not take rash action, but lurked in the city of Beiping for a year. Then he did a big thing, attacking and killing the head of the Yun family, Anping Hou Yunhan, in the street.
Of course, this was unsuccessful, but Xing Mao escaped from Xianchao with his strong strength and strangely met his current wife and companion, the daughter of the former crown prince's concubine Huang, who has now 'died' of illness
Princess Yongxin of the Northern Han Dynasty
In fact, Princess Yongxin did not die of illness. She was still alive and well, and she escaped from Beiping City together with Xing Mao.
Huang, the crown prince's concubine, who was also the daughter of an honorable noble, died of illness a little hastily. Although the beautiful Princess Yongxin was secretly known as the most beautiful woman in the royal family, her situation was not good. The prince still missed his father and daughter very much when he was still there.
However, since the prince has no heir, Yunqin is so anxious to earn a living under her subordinates.
In the first year of Yuanwu, the 19-year-old Princess Yongxin was granted a marriage by the King of Tang to the fifth son of King Zhongshan to make peace between Han and Zhongshan. The Tang King's camp performed a "family" joy at that critical moment.
But Princess Yongxin, who looks weak on the surface but secretly practices martial arts, is like a bloody plot in a romance novel. She thinks of running away from marriage and longs for 'freedom'
God may have pity on this lonely woman, and sent Xing Mao to her at this time, and then... nothing needs to be said.
However, from leaving Beiyu in disguise, to entering the Central Plains still hiding their names, and finally having their whereabouts exposed and escaping into the Black Water Mountains, to now, it is really not easy for them.
One Eye struggled and danced in the air. He violently wanted to escape from this powerful force that could kill him. However, he could not escape. Just as his limbs were stretched, his back hit a hard piece of metal.
The black rock suddenly broke into three pieces, and the force of the shock suddenly forced him to fly seven feet in the opposite direction!
"We can't even stay here anymore. Should we continue going south and leave Northern Xinjiang?"
All the enemies were dead, and Princess Yongxin lost her arrogance as before. She walked to Xing Mao, whose murderous aura had not subsided, and held her husband's arm.
"Even if you run to the ends of the earth, unless you remain anonymous for the rest of your life, how can you escape the pursuit of the imperial court?
Besides, are you willing to really leave Beihan far away?
I can't see how the Yun family and that little bastard in the palace are getting along." Xing Mao revealed his feelings, he was still unwilling to give up on 'revenge'
Of course, the revenge in Xing Mao's heart is not only against Ji Yun and Yunshi, but also against the Hu Qi outside the Great Wall.
"Then go to Hedong Wuliangdao, Li Xian, Li Yan and others. Aren't they all living well under Zhu Biao? Our skills are not bad, and we are incompatible with the imperial court. You have met him a few times. Zhu Biao has no reason.
Don’t accept us”
Yongxin knew very well that she had no objection to her husband, and she also admired Yu Xingmao's loyalty and persistence. You must know that Xingmao's character played a large role in the promotion of the two from a partnership to a husband and wife relationship...
