"Who are you?"
He Ji's eyes were full of vigilance. The woman's high level of martial arts and weird body skills really made He Ji wary. However, since the attacker appeared, he didn't have to worry about her hiding in the dark and killing him secretly.
The woman did not speak, but looked at He Ji back and forth with a pair of eyes as if looking at prey. There was a bit of mockery in those eyes, and more of them were filled with hatred.
Seeing the woman's posture, He Ji murmured in his heart. There were not only ordinary wild beasts in the mountains behind, but also ligers and tigers. The rock formations here were so weird, but the woman was unharmed. The appearance here is really too weird.
"This is He Jiabao at the foot of the mountain. I came here to hunt down ligers and accidentally entered this place. Please forgive me if I have offended the girl." After repeated weighing, He Ji gave up the idea of taking action. , it was not only this woman's talent that made him fearful, but also the fact that he was trapped here. Since this girl could come here safely, she must know the way. I hope she can point out a way out for him. She is usually arrogant and domineering. The third master of Hejiabao also became respectful and polite, cupped his fists towards the girl and said.
The woman just stared at He Ji quietly, until He Ji spoke the words "Hejiapu". Under the black gauze, the woman smiled softly, her red lips parted slightly, but she seemed to be trying her best to suppress the emotions in her heart and said : "This place is my place. You are a foreigner, so you naturally offended me."
He Ji has been in He Jiabao for many years, and everyone respects him very much. If the woman was from He Jiabao, she would have been dead long ago, but now He Ji is trapped here. Under the eaves, he had to lower his head and could only suppress the anger in his heart and echoed the woman.
"Yes, yes, yes, what the girl taught me is that I am indeed rude, but I also wanted to get rid of harm, so I entered this place by mistake. If the girl can forgive me, please point out a way out for me. After returning to Hejiapu, I will I will definitely prepare something to make amends and deliver it in person to apologize."
Having said that, what He Ji was thinking about was that after he returned to Hejiabao, he gathered people to capture not only the liger, but also the woman who was rude to him, and bring him back to Hejiabao. Shi wanted to vent the anger he was feeling right now. Looking at the woman's face looming under the black veil, evil thoughts suddenly arose in He Ji's heart.
"It's not impossible to show the way out. As for apologizing, I won't be polite." The woman said.
"Okay, as long as the girl is willing to show you the way, if you want anything, just say that Hejiabao has a lot of money, gold and silver, and rare martial arts items. If the girl asks, I will do everything." He Ji heard that this woman seemed to be thanked by him. Impressed by the gift, he immediately spoke in reply.
The black gauze covering her face covered the woman's slightly calculated smile, and she said calmly: "I want three thank you gifts, can you satisfy me?"
"Don't talk about three thank you gifts, even thirty. With my current status and family wealth in Hejiabao, it's not a problem. Miss, please give me your orders." He Ji sneered in his heart, but said: He didn't care, but unexpectedly, the woman's next words shocked He Ji.
"First, I want your He family to invade everything that belonged to the Feng family; second, I want your father and son to tell the world about the massacre of Feng Family Fort; third... I want your father and son's belongings Is it possible to do it with a human head?”
The woman listened to He Ji's answer, stretched out her slender hand from her sleeve, and slowly stretched out three fingers towards He Ji. Each time she said a condition, she would lower one finger. After saying the three conditions, the woman looked at him with interest. He Ji, under the black veil, seemed to be smiling mockingly, watching He Ji's expression change from pride to surprise.
"You...you are...who are you? How did you know that...Fengjiabao..."
If He Ji could see his expression at this time, he would probably not be able to believe that this pale-faced person is the usually domineering and domineering Lord of the Third Castle of Hejiabao. When the woman mentioned "Fengjiabao", the past suddenly came to mind, and He Ji He spoke tremblingly.
"Hahahaha..." Seeing He Ji's expression suddenly change, the woman looked up to the sky and smiled. The laughter was filled with sadness and sadness. Then she suddenly stopped laughing and stared at him with deep hatred. He Ji.
Hearing the woman's shrill laughter, He Ji was even more frightened than when he saw the people of Miaozhuang being slaughtered by him in the stone formation. He forced himself to calm down. He Ji carefully recalled the conditions proposed by the woman, and then carefully After sizing up the woman, he suddenly remembered something, pointed at the woman with a trembling voice and said.
"You...you are the girl who disappeared in...the Feng Family Fort..."
The woman's tone had long since lost the mocking tone, and she spoke angrily with overwhelming hatred: "That's right, I didn't expect that you, father and son, slaughtered my entire family for the sake of Fengjia Fort and the ligers. When there were more than 130 people, did you ever think that today would happen?"
Thinking of the wooden box sent by Fuyuan Escort Bureau again, He Ji said: "My eldest brother..."
"I cut off his head with my own hands. Why, I worked so hard to give you and your son a great gift. Is your old dog father satisfied with the gift I sent you?" the woman buried. The grudges in my heart for many years surged out like a flood from a bursting embankment, and I felt very happy in my heart. Especially when I saw He Ji's frightened look, the joy in my heart could not be described in words.
He Ji was angry and scared. Then he thought about it and realized that he had no way out. This girl was a human, not a ghost. Instead of being frightened here, it was better to give it a try. Thinking of this, the promise in He Ji's eyes gradually disappeared, and he covered it up with a fierce tone. Feeling the fear in his heart, He Ji said: "I ran away from you back then, but since you showed up today, I will send you to meet the Feng family."
After saying that, he held the short spear in his hand and rushed away. He Ji's marksmanship had been taught by He Zhidao. Under the attack, the attack was fierce. Thinking that He Zhong died in the hands of this woman, his own martial arts was slightly inferior to his brother. If you want to escape with your life in the hands of this descendant of the Feng family, you need to attack quickly in order to win quickly.
Different from the long spears in the hands of his father and brother, He Ji's short spear does not rely on the length of the spear to attack, but takes a dangerous and strange path. He is the first to strike, and the short spear in his hand is as fast as lightning, focusing on attacking the vital points, between the eyebrows, throat, and heart. , wrists, feet.
The gun is like electricity, the stroke is like lotus, the strong wind carries thousands of snowflakes, and the thin line between life and death.
He Ji has been practicing this short spear move for many years. When he used it this time, he set off bursts of gun wind in the stone formation. Looking at the woman again, her expression remained unchanged, and her figure had turned into shadows, curling up. Leap.
The short spear arrived, and the shadow was broken. The frosty sky, wind and snow passed by, and no shadow fell.
He Ji only saw a blur of flowers in front of his eyes. When he retreated, he could no longer find the enemy. He quickly looked around and saw the illusory figure that was broken by his short spear condensed towards the stone altar behind him, turned into a female figure, and fell gracefully. On the stone altar, looking at He Ji with a mocking look, the woman stretched out her hand and waved gently to He Ji.
He Ji was furious when he saw this, shouted loudly, brandished his short spear, and attacked the woman again.
The woman was like a tamer playing with wild beasts. Her expression was indifferent, not caring about He Ji's intimidating power. She slowly stretched out her hand and pulled out the hairpin. As the black hair fell from her head, the woman held the gold hairpin and waved it lightly. , he had already swung away the tip of He Ji's spear, and before He Ji's footing was steady, the tip of the hairpin in his hand suddenly stabbed He Ji's shoulder.
He Ji saw that he had failed in his marksmanship. The golden hairpin in the woman's hand was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it had already attacked him. When he turned back to protect him with his spear, it was already too late. The hairpin pierced his shoulder.
After suffering this attack, He Ji endured the pain of the gold weapon entering his body and stretched out his hand to grab the woman's wrist holding the gold hairpin. In this way, the woman could no longer dodge with the help of Qinggong. He held the short spear in his right hand and pointed it toward the woman's heart. Go.
This desperate fighting style of one move after another did not panic the woman. She did not dodge or block the short spear with her hands. She saw a waterfall of green hair. As the short spear came, the woman's green hair was calm. Automatically, at the moment when the short gun was about to succeed, it wrapped the gun body.
He Ji felt a sharp pain coming from his arm. He looked closely and saw that the woman's black hair was like a python strangling its prey, tightly wrapping his arm. As the hair became tighter and tighter, the black hair was like a steel wire that had been tempered for a long time. Generally, it is inserted into one's own flesh and blood.
Under the severe pain, how could He Ji sit still and wait for death? He shook his wrist desperately, trying to use the sharpness of the gun to cut off the opponent's hair. However, after several attempts, he found that the woman's black hair was tougher than ordinary steel weapons. His short gun When the tip of the spear came into contact with the green silk, sparks burst out from the intersection of gold and silver.
Seeing that this method is not working, the hair on his right hand has become tighter and tighter, and the blood on his arm has seeped through the hair. If this continues, in a moment, even if his arm is not broken by the black hair, it will be useless. .
The excitement in the woman's eyes could no longer be suppressed. Looking at He Ji's struggling expression, it seemed to be exactly the same as the painful expression of He Zhong before his death. The more painful He Ji showed, the more satisfying the pleasure of revenge in the woman's heart.
If the woman wanted to take He Ji's life at this moment, she would be able to capture it, but the woman did not want to let him die so quickly. Thinking of the tragic situation of more than 130 people in Fengjiabao before their death, the woman wanted to slowly torture him and let him die. He tasted all kinds of pain before taking his life.
Just when He Ji was desperate, a sparkling sword light came towards the woman.
The woman felt a dangerous aura, and her black hair flew up. She temporarily abandoned the prey that was caught in the black hair. She dodged quickly and avoided the sword. She looked behind her and saw only one person, dressed as a young man. Although he was in a state of embarrassment, he was still Try your best to maintain your image.
The visitor was none other than Shui Canglan, the young master of Rushui Sword Sect who had just separated from He Ji in the Eight Formations of Shimen.
Like He Ji, Shui Canglan also suffered from the mist. However, this young sect master grew up under the protection of Shui Qianyue since he was a child. Although his mind is also not strong, people who have not experienced suffering are more likely to accept it. Coming out of the frightening fog.
He Ji was the woman who deliberately let him into the center of the formation, but Shui Canglan accidentally bumped into him. The moment the woman relaxed the formation and entered this place, she would get rid of the thick fog that made her fall into an illusion. Shui Canglan would Just as he was about to calm down, he caught a glimpse of He Ji being strangled by the woman's long hair.
Shui Canglan didn't have time to dust off the mess all over his body. Shui Canglan couldn't just watch He Ji's death. He immediately pulled out a stream of sword light with the water-like sword in his hand and slashed towards the long hair that trapped He Ji.
After a successful blow, Shui Canglan hurriedly flew forward, supported the crumbling He Ji, and said with concern: "Master He, it's okay."
He Ji was worried that Shui Canglan knew what the He family had done, so he hurriedly said: "It's okay, this crazy woman came out of nowhere, and she spoke slanderously. I tried to persuade her with good intentions, but she took action. The sneak attack hurt me, Master Shui, be careful not to listen to her nonsense, be careful of her sudden plot."
In fact, He Ji's worries were unnecessary. In Shui Canglan's eyes, he didn't care whether the He family did evil or not. He just wanted the He family to return to the Rushui Sword Sect so that the Rushui Sword Sect could compete with the Lingyun Sword Sect. After hearing this, After Ji's words, Shui Canglan squinted his eyes and said, "Don't worry, Master He, I'm here. Let's see how I capture this woman. You can rest in peace and recover."
When the woman saw that He Ji had come to help, she was not alarmed. After practicing the technique, she could more and more feel the mystery of the technique passed down in her family. What's more, she had it as a back-up to keep her body straight. He looked calmly at the young man walking toward him with the sword in his hand.
Some people died, but not completely...
