The sound of horse hooves reached their ears from far away on the east street.
"More than one person came." Bai Wugou suddenly whispered.
The sound of horse hooves in the distance suddenly became rapid, like a piece of rolling thunder thundering on the snow, as if the whole ground was shaking slightly.
Without saying a word, he turned around and rushed towards a nearby room. His figure instantly passed through the window and disappeared into the darkness of the room.
Bai Wugu paused for a moment, then rushed into the room.
The windows were half-closed, and the people in the house, if their eyesight was good enough, could see clearly what was happening on the street.
To their surprise, the room was actually empty, with no living or dead people, not even a dead mouse.
Standing silently in the darkness, his eyes penetrated through the window, bright and deep.
Bai Wuguo was also standing next to him. He looked at the street through the window, his eyes a little wandering.
"Why don't you go see your companions?" Shen Mo suddenly asked. Although his voice was soft, his tone was quite solemn.
Bai Wuguo took a deep breath and said slowly: "Brother, do you feel that they are like the living dead now?"
"Yes." Silence answered simply.
"I have never seen anyone in the world use this kind of strange poison." Bai Wuguo said in a solemn tone, "They have legs that cannot move and mouths that cannot speak. Without an antidote, even if I move even an inch Doesn’t it have any effect if you keep looking at them?”
"It seems so." The silent answer was still short and simple.
"Although I met Xiongtai by chance, I can see that Xiongtai is a man with a clear sense of right and wrong and a warm-hearted person." Bai Wugou sighed softly: "Besides, Xiongtai's martial arts are first-class, even top-notch, in the world. And I am just that. It is really dangerous for a person to be half-assed in this situation..."
He didn't finish his words, but he seemed to smile.
His words actually made it clear enough that he was a man who cherished his life, so he regarded silence as his talisman.
After hearing the silence, he stopped talking.
He is not a person who likes to say flattering things to others, and he is not good at it. At the same time, he did not have the habit of listening to other people's flattery.
But now that he heard the young man in white say these words to him, he didn't want to say them anymore.
Although he didn't like it, he had no excuse to refute it now.
Because he is not hypocritical. A hypocritical person always likes to listen to others flattering him while saying he is ashamed.
Bai Wuguo seemed to be telling the truth. Shen Mo's sword had already tested the depth of his martial arts foundation. He was indeed not a master. So in Bai Wugou's eyes, Shen Mo is a martial arts master who deserves to say good things.
Silence is not only experienced in the world, but he is also very accurate in reading people because he has a pair of unique eyes.
Those eyes were an existence that even Chong Yuan, the leader of the Holy Legend, could not help but marvel at. They possessed the mysterious power to seize people's minds and control their spiritual consciousness.
Therefore, silence is always a good way to judge people.
This was also the reason why he didn't refuse Bai Wugou to follow him all the time, even though the time when Bai Wugou appeared in Daomakan was too coincidental.
"So you followed me, not only to avoid danger, but also to find a way to save them?"
Silence's tone was calm.
"Yes." Bai Wugou said without hesitation: "Although I think everything happening here is very strange and dangerous, I also want to know what is going on."
"Aren't you afraid of the Demon Cult?" Shen Mo tilted her head slightly and said, "You should know that if you offend the Demon Cult, it will not be an easy thing."
Bai Wuguo sighed in a low voice: "Of course I know. If I could run, I would definitely hide far away. But now I seem to have no way out."
What he was telling the truth now was because the thunderous sound of horse hooves outside had already approached the streets of Daimakan.
Bai Wuguo's face had changed in the darkness. It was as if something was stuck in his throat. His voice was trembling and hoarse, and he seemed very excited and panicked: "A lot of people are coming!"
Silence didn't answer, he just took a gentle breath, and then his whole body seemed to have lost his life, and there was no more energy to escape. He seemed to have merged with the darkness.
Bai Wuguzai raised the corner of his mouth in the darkness.
It could be heard from the sound of horse hooves that there was not just one person coming outside, but a dozen or more.
"Are you from the Demon Cult?" Bai Wugou couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
Shen Mo shook his head slightly, "I don't know, just wait and see."
Bai Wuguo shut up.
The sound of horse hooves broke through the dead silence of the night and the long snow-covered street.
Galloping horses, cold wind, and blowing torches.
Nearly thirty good horses swept in like a strong wind, and in a blink of an eye they galloped into the street with the horse sill.
Thirty men, thirty knives, and thirty torches instantly illuminated the dead and dark Daomakan Street.
"Xu..."
Someone whistled softly, and the rapid sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped, and thirty good horses stopped on the long street.
In the light of the torches, thirty faces on horseback were reflected.
They are all young and strong men, all dressed in green clothes, and all wearing snowflake long swords.
Each of them had a serious expression, with a domineering look in their seriousness.
But there was a man who was neither wearing blue clothes nor carrying a sword.
This man is in his early twenties and has an extraordinary handsome appearance. He wears a light yellow brocade robe of excellent quality. His hair is tied up with a white hairband. There is also a green gemstone on the hairband. Just look at it. This valuable outfit has an extraordinary origin, and it must be the son of a wealthy family.
This young man in brocade robes is obviously the leader of the crowd. Under his seat is a maroon horse with a strong body and an extraordinary steed. At this moment, it is kicking the ground with its front feet uneasily, and steam is coming from its nostrils.
Young Master Jinpao's eyes flashed coldly. Although he was not strong in stature, he exuded a very powerful and vigorous aura. He seemed to be a man with considerable martial arts skills.
He looked around coldly at the dead streets and the houses on both sides of the streets, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Sir, this place is weird..."
A knight urged his horse forward and whispered beside the young master in brocade robes.
The Jinpao Master's face was gloomy, and he spoke slowly, his voice full of energy but a little low, "This place didn't seem like this before."
The knight nodded and said: "Yes, I remember there was a tavern on this street before..." He looked up towards the end of the long street, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise: "Why does it look like it has collapsed now?" Already?"
"Not only is there no tavern in this place, it seems that there are no people there." Mr. Jinpao's face gradually darkened, and he suddenly said: "Go and see if there is anyone in those rooms."
"Yes!" Several knights responded immediately, jumped off their horses and spread out on the street, each pushing open the doors of the houses on both sides of the street.
This group of people was not too far away from the house where the two of them were hiding. From Shen Shen's perspective, looking out of the half-opened window, they could just see the long string of torches and the back of the young master in brocade robes.
Hearing that they were about to search the house, Bai Wuguo seemed to be suddenly shaken. He was naturally worried that they would find some of their companions in the other room.
Bai Wugou couldn't help but look at Shen Mo, but found that his expression was motionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Outside the window, there was a knight in green, holding a sword in one hand and a torch in the other, walking towards the room between the two of them with a cautious expression.
Bai Wugou didn't dare to express his anger. He didn't know whether this group of people were members of the Demon Cult.
But at this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting in surprise, as if something scary had happened.
Almost at the same time, several more people made the same exclamation.
"What's the matter?" The brocade-robed young man suddenly turned his head on his horse and looked towards the direction of the sound like lightning.
Bai Wugou could roughly guess from those cries that the hiding places of several Iron Spear Sect disciples had not yet been discovered.
I saw people in Tsing Yi jumping out of the houses on both sides of the street to search the houses. Their faces were very surprised.
"Master... everyone in the room is dead!" they shouted in unison, their voices trembling.
"Dead?" Young Master Jinpao's expression changed drastically, and his eyes became even colder. He asked in a deep voice, "Who are all those who died?"
"Sir, the people who died here are all the people here." Someone replied in fear.
They didn't have time to search all the houses, but they were already shocked.
The knight next to him also changed his expression. He held down the hilt of the knife warily and said, "Sir, something is wrong with this place. Do you want to leave first?"
Young Master Jinpao didn't have time to think, he suddenly raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "Someone is coming!"
Everyone immediately looked on guard, reined in their horses and pressed their swords, and no one spoke anymore.
Just then, the sound of horse hooves came from the direction they came from.
"We can't leave." The Jinpao Master's face suddenly turned gloomy. He raised his hand decisively and ordered: "Put the flag!"
No one answered, but immediately seven or eight knights urged their mounts and dispersed towards both sides of the street. Then they saw them take out a five-foot-long short spear from the saddle. As they raised their hands, those short spears were Nailed into the wall of the house on the street.
The cold wind roared, rolling away a black flag on the short spears. Under the light of the fire, the flag flew fiercely, revealing a large white "double" character on the flag.
Then, thirty green-clothed knights each activated their mounts, forming a long formation and blocking the long street.
And that young man in brocade robes was in the horse formation.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the darkness at the end of the long street.
The sound of horse hooves swept through the streets like the wind. All the knights in green looked as if they were facing a powerful enemy. The swords in their hands had been half a foot unsheathed involuntarily.
They don't know why people are dying in this place, and they don't know why people are coming to Daomakan at this time.
In the blink of an eye, they saw a flash of fire, and then a team of horses galloped out of the darkness and headed straight towards the long street.
The cavalry came very fast, and in a blink of an eye they were more than ten feet away in front of the Qingyi cavalry formation. Probably because they suddenly saw the bright lights in the street, the horse team couldn't help but slow down, from galloping to trotting, and then nearly three feet, and then the horse team all slowed down and stopped.
The two teams were facing each other from a distance. No one spoke, and they were all observing each other's movements. The atmosphere was extremely dull and tense for a moment.
Although this team is not as large as the Tsing Yi Horse Team, it is still quite large, with a rough estimate of nearly twenty people. The young master in brocade robes sat upright on his horse, looking into the distance with cold eyes, his face as dark as water.
Suddenly a man in the cavalry rushed out and walked slowly towards the green-clothed cavalry.
The knights in green suddenly became tense, and their eyes showed a cold light.
The man came slowly on horseback, and in the firelight he saw a man wearing a black cloak with a black gauze covering his mouth and nose. Judging from the burly figure, he was a man.
In the firelight, the man's cloak was embroidered with a golden phoenix.
The phoenix was actually embroidered with gold thread, so lifelike that every detail of its feathers appeared, which brought out the unique and unique temperament of the person on the horse.
The horses' iron hooves made a sound of tapping on the snow. The man walked forward without saying a word, but his eyes were looking at the flags on the walls of the houses on both sides.
His figure rose and fell slightly with the horse under him, but a knife more than three feet long hung on the side of the saddle.
This knife is quite peculiar. The handle is golden and the scabbard is also golden. It looks like a golden knife.
But this golden knife is wider than ordinary knives, especially the handle, which is twice as long as ordinary knives.
The golden knife collided with the saddle from time to time, making a clanging sound.
The black cloak, golden phoenix, golden sword and horse, coupled with the calm momentum, gave this person an invisible sense of oppression.
"Stop!" A knight at the front of the Tsing Yi cavalry held the handle of his knife tightly and suddenly shouted in a cold voice: "Who is coming?"
The man reined in the horse for a moment, his eyes suddenly turned a bit disdainful, and he sneered: "When did this ungrateful place like Daomakan become the territory of Shuangqimen? "
His voice was quite magnetic, but his tone was extremely sharp.
"Who did I think he was? It turns out to be the famous Young Master Cao in the northwest."
The young master in brocade robes was still sitting upright on horseback. Although he was far away, his eyes were sharp and he already knew the identity of the person coming from the other person's clothes and tone of voice. He pressed his hands on the saddle, with a look of disdain on his face. At the same time, he responded with a sneer: "What are you doing here, Young Master Cao, when you are not at home to enjoy your life?"
The man wearing a black cloak and golden phoenix slowly pulled away the black gauze covering his face, revealing a young face with sharp edges and handsome features.
Although he is young, there is a look of sophistication between his features.
"Golden Phoenix Chaoyang Sword, Cao Xiong?" As soon as the Tsing Yi cavalry saw his true appearance, everyone was secretly surprised, and at the same time they became even more alert.
The young man in the black cloak and golden sword raised his eyebrows like blades, sneered and said: "Xue Yue, I am not as interested as you, you actually put the flags here on a cold day. Why, do you, Shuangqi Sect, really want to be the overlord of this world outside the Pass?"
The face of the brocade-robed young master suddenly darkened, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times. He looked at the man in the black cloak and golden sword from a distance, and a cold murderous intention emerged from his eyes.
The Jinpao young master's name is Xue Yue, and he is the young master of the Double Flag Sect, a powerful gang outside the pass. His father Xue Yu, with a pair of judge pens in his hand, had few rivals outside the customs for twenty years. Not only did he become known as the "Iron Flag Judge", he also started from scratch and founded the "Double Flag Gate" banner. In recent years, the power of the Double Flag Sect has become stronger and stronger outside this pass. It is not an exaggeration to say that it dominates one side.
The young man with the black cloak and golden sword belongs to a famous family outside the customs, and his name is Cao Xiong. The Cao family is a wealthy family that has taken root outside the Pass for nearly two hundred years. Not only does it have a huge family business, it is also famous in the world. Their family martial arts is called "Golden Phoenix Chaoyang Sword". There are many masters in the family and they are very powerful in the martial arts world outside the Pass. China is also a martial arts family that has its own place.
The current situation in the Jianghu outside the Pass is not much different from that in the Central Plains. They are all in a state of collapse, which is naturally different from the past. This is also closely related to the catastrophe caused by the raging demon sect back then. Now in this huge world outside Guan, there are only a few named forces. Among them, Sunset Racecourse is the leader, followed by Fufeng Villa, Double Flag Gate, Jinfeng Chaoyang Knife Cao Family, Screaming Eagle Gang and Silver Hook Gate, just six of them.
But today, the court is corrupt and the princes are separatist. It is already a chaotic scene. The rivers and lakes are also in chaos, but the reason why the rivers and lakes outside the customs can still maintain a relatively peaceful situation is due to Yan Shouyang of Sunset Racecourse. This person is extremely famous and powerful in the martial arts world outside Guan Guan, and he also has a pattern and vision that is rare for people in the martial arts world. He knew that most of the countless disputes in the arena were caused by entanglements of interests, so he dealt with them and tried to unite the other five forces in the arena to quell the disputes and help each other for mutual benefit. After his years of hard work, it was indeed This brought the rivers and lakes outside Guan Guan to a rare calm situation.
But the main reason for this seemingly good result is that it is based on the premise of profit-oriented, the interests of all parties can be taken into consideration, and coupled with Yan Shouyang's own courage, so on the surface everyone is happy maintain this relatively stable situation.
But there have been two old sayings since ancient times, one is that the human heart is not as good as the snake swallows the elephant, and the other is that the human heart is not ancient. It is the biggest cause of disputes among all the forces in the world. These two sentences are especially relevant in today's world outside Guan. The five rivers and lakes forces have not fought each other since the day they joined forces because of Yan Shouyang's face, but this is not the case. Their many years of overt and covert fighting have not been completely eliminated because of Yan Shouyang, so in private No one is convinced by anyone, and they all regard other forces as a thorn in their side.
Although today's world is like a piece of rotting meat, this piece of meat has not yet completely rotted, so it is still worth fighting for. After all, everyone wants to eat meat for themselves. And Yan Shouyang is the one who divides this piece of meat. He knows the importance. If this pole is broken, then this balance will naturally fall apart, and there will be no meaning of existence anymore.
But now, the scale is really broken. But I'm afraid not many people in the world know about this...
But tonight, for some unknown reason, the two major outside forces, Shuangqimen and Jinfeng Chaoyangdao Cao family, met in a small place like Daomakan.
The moment the two sides met each other for the first time, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense. The few words exchanged by their respective leaders were overtly sarcastic, which was enough to show that they already had a deep grudge against each other. Judging from the atmosphere, as long as Cao Xiong and Xue Yue are a little impatient, they are afraid that they will take action immediately.
Everyone in Shuangqi Sect was on guard and watching, dozens of eyes all fixed on Cao Xiong.
Facing Cao Xiong's implicitly sarcastic words, Xue Yue's expression turned ugly. After a long time, he calmed down and suddenly snorted coldly and said: "Young Master Cao has already said that even a bird won't poop in this kind of place. Shit, how can I, Xue Yue, take it seriously? There are thirty-two toilets under my Shuangqi Gate, and the toilets in each place are bigger and better than this one. But if Young Master Cao has no place to poop and urinate, I can move some ground for you, after all, we are all fellow-travelers, so we have to make things easier for others."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Double Flag Sect couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The other party's unbridled ridicule sounded in Cao Xiong's ears, and his face suddenly darkened. He looked past the people at Shuangqimen and slashed Xue Yue's face like two sharp blades.
And among the cavalry not far behind him, at least half of the people shouted in unison, and immediately urged their horses to charge forward aggressively.
This group of people is Cao Xiong's entourage. They were agile in their movements. Although they did not wear the same golden sword as Cao Xiong, each of them had a large sword with the same shape on their back. In addition, there was a bow and a pot of arrows hanging next to their saddles.
There have been many wars and conquests outside the northern pass since ancient times, so most of the people there are good at riding and shooting. They have a habit that has been passed down for countless years, that is, they must bring bows and knives when they go out. Sometimes you don’t need to bring a knife, but a bow and arrow are essential. The Cao family has been based outside the customs for nearly two hundred years, and has obviously inherited this long-standing habit.
Seeing their master being humiliated, the dozen or so subordinates cursed angrily and rushed over on horseback.
When the Shuangqi Gate disciples saw this, they immediately became more motivated to fight and drew their swords in their hands. The sound of swords being unsheathed suddenly sounded in the long street, and thirty bright snowflake long swords flashed together in a row. The cold light made the already cold long street seem to be enveloped in a murderous atmosphere of frost.
Cao Xiong suddenly raised his hand and blocked the accompanying group of equally murderous followers behind him.
Although the retinue was furious, under Cao Xiong's gesture, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They had no choice but to rein in their mounts and confront the Shuangqimen cavalry on the opposite side.
Xue Yue watched coldly on horseback, then suddenly chuckled and sneered: "Why, Young Master Cao is so angry that he wants to compete with my Shuangqi Sect here?"
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