In a snow-white world, the silver moonlight flashes between the sky, the cold night covers the mountains, the chilly wind blows loudly, the lights on the streets are dim, and only a few scattered people can be seen
film.
The moonlit night is desolate, the pedestrians are lonely, and the floating clouds cover the moon in the sky, hiding all the sparse shadows on the ground.
boom.
The door of the inn was pushed open by a big hand, and the cold wind carrying snowflakes rolled in. Different from the deserted streets, the steaming room was full of wine and laughter.
This sudden sound was accompanied by the cold air, and everyone subconsciously looked towards the door. They saw a man wearing a worn-out coat, a big knife on his waist, and two circles of black cloth wrapped around his head. Only a pair of
Sharp eyes.
This man didn't say a word when he came, he just stood up straight and glanced at everyone with his cold eyes. Many people lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at him.
Such a person, even if he doesn't say a word, has the words "unkindness" in his whole body.
"Hey, the guest officer is here, please come in quickly."
When the atmosphere was silent, the waiter came forward with a hunched waist and quickly closed the whirring door. Once the cold wind stopped, the temperature in the room began to warm up.
The waiter rubbed his hands to meet the masked swordsman and asked enthusiastically: "You must be tired after coming from a long distance. I will prepare a bucket of hot water for you to warm yourself up. There are still a few jars in the store."
Ten years of good wine, if you think it's suitable, can I invite you upstairs?"
The masked man said nothing, but followed the waiter's guidance and went upstairs step by step.
After he left, the atmosphere in the basement hall really warmed up. At a table in the corner, a middle-aged man with a goatee knocked on the table gently and said, "See, this is the real gangster in the world.
of."
Sitting opposite him were two young boys. They raised their heads and glanced at the direction in which the masked man disappeared, and said with a clear conscience: "Master, this man is really scary. I just glanced at him and my disciple didn't even have the courage to do so."
Dare to breathe."
Goatee picked up the drink on the table and took a sip. He raised a finger and pointed at the young apprentice in front of him, teaching him a lesson: "Now you understand, if you don't have two brushes, if you don't have to show off outside, one of you two is not enough."
It’s just a knife.”
The young apprentice was very curious and said: "Master, are we still going to Hengshan tomorrow?"
"Go, why don't you go," Goatee said leisurely and contentedly: "Let's just join in the fun and not do anything. Let's take it one step at a time. You kid, if you don't even have the courage, you'd better go home and farm early.
Bar,"
The young apprentice blushed, lowered his head in shame and did not dare to speak any more.
At this time, everyone else in the hall was talking about topics related to Hengshan. In recent days, there have been many masters in the world who want to become famous by following the Hengshan faction. The arena where they come to challenge for fame is a
Day after day.
This inn has entered the boundary of Hengshan Mountain, and most of the people traveling from south to north come here for this reason.
In the guest room upstairs, the waiter prepared the hot water and then left. After the masked swordsman checked the room, he slowly took off his disguise, revealing an almost numb face.
This person is none other than the former Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Guard, who has a plan for thousands of miles.
A few days ago, Jin Yiwei's informant brought him news that the agreement between Ji Qianli and Jin Yiwei had been completed. The other party no longer needed him to kill people, and he was free.
Ji Qianli did not feel relaxed after the shackles were removed from his body. The deep-seated hatred in his heart was the source of strength that pushed him to persist to this day.
Ever since he joined the Jin Yiwei and entered the arena to kill the first person, Ji Qianli has been serving as a sword for others, but this time when he came to Hengshan, he wanted to wield the sword for himself.
Before leaving Jinyiwei, he heard from his former brothers what happened on Hengshan Mountain. After Yu Fang disappeared, Mingyu was now in charge of the Hengshan Sect, and this was the man who came to Beijing to force Pei Xia to death.
The culprit.
During his lifetime, Ji Qianli and Pei Xia were not able to stay together as they wished, and even their status was only engraved on the cold tombstone after the girl died.
Ever since he started practicing the Blood Demon Sword Technique, Ji Qianli's mind seemed to have turned into chaos. Some people and things in the past continued to blur from his memory, and eventually disappeared without a trace.
Only this girl from the Hengshan Sect has always remained in the most important position in his mind, and she still stayed with him when he was deep in the cold hell of killing.
Ji Qianli took out a jade hairpin from his arms. It was something Pei Xia had always worn before his death, and it was the only thing left to him now that could prove those beautiful past.
Holding the jade hairpin, Ji Qianli sat on the edge of the bathtub. He waited until the hot water turned cold before he stepped into it and washed away the dirt on his body with the biting cold.
When the waiter came to deliver the food the next day, he was even more stunned after knocking on the door. The masked man who looked like half a homeless man yesterday, after cleaning up today, looked like a man in white clothes holding a knife.
So handsome.
"guest officer"
The waiter was carrying the food, and he was so smart that he was at a loss for words for a moment. Without saying a word, he signaled the waiter to leave his things and then sent him away.
Ji Qianli's eyes were as deep as night. After finishing his breakfast in a dull manner, he took out a ghost mask and put it on, tied the knife to his waist, turned around and left the guest room.
The waiter who was waiting outside heard the sound and came forward. When he saw Ji Qianli wearing a mask, he was so frightened that he dropped the tea in his hand.
He was shocked, shivering and shrank back to the corner, his teeth chattering and said: "This, this mask, you, you are the ghost-faced murderous sword——?!"
This inn is located on the border of Hengshan Mountain, and it usually receives people from the world. Naturally, he, the waiter, knows some news from all over the world.
It was no surprise that he had heard the rumors about the ghost-faced and vicious sword, but he never expected that he would have the chance to encounter such an evil star.
Before he could ask for mercy, Ji Qianli said indifferently: "The money for the hotel is in the house. You can pay it."
After saying that, Ji Qianli walked over the waiter who dared not move on the ground and walked out of the inn step by step.
This ghost mask is basically equivalent to putting Ji Qianli's identity on the bright side. When everyone sees it this time, it will be different from the indifferent look last night.
"It's him! This guy is too arrogant! He just killed Lin Yuanwai's whole family and children two months ago, and he didn't even spare Lin Yuanwai's five-year-old child. Now he dares to show up in such a big way. It's so disrespectful to me, the Righteous Man.
The scholar takes it seriously!"
"What is this? I also heard that he killed 'Yi Bo Yuntian' Lu Daxia not long ago and hung Daxia Lu's head on a pole. This man is simply crazy!"
Ji Qianli, who appeared wearing a mask, had not gone far out of the inn when he was quickly surrounded by a group of knights.
"Ghost-faced ferocious sword! You have done many evil things! Today next year will be your day of death! Take your life!"
Someone shouted loudly and led everyone to kill Ji Qianli.
Ji Qianli looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and slowly placed his right hand on the knife at his waist. Accompanied by a fierce light, the knife unsheathed, and the bloody light swept away like the wind, affecting everywhere, regardless of the sword or gun.
The stick, or the armor of flesh and blood, all shattered with the sound.
The sword flashed like thunder and lightning, and in an instant, blood mist sprayed across the sky like rain, and the entire street was dyed blood red.