Sword Valley, the place where swords are cultivated, the road in the valley is winding.
At noon, sword cultivators meditate in their huts, condensing the sword energy contained in their bodies. The originally barren and barren Sword Valley became increasingly quiet and profound.
With a calm face, Bian Yao followed the already familiar winding road in depth, passing between large and small rocks from time to time.
He frowned slightly and walked forward quietly, fearing to disturb the cold atmosphere in the valley.
The valley path inward is in the shape of a semi-circle. After walking for a while, the first doorless wooden house comes into view. Along with it is a standing blue stone about ten feet high. Engraved on the stone is the words "Swordsman's Stone Heart". "The four characters are still very eye-catching.
Bian Yao quietly walked past the first wooden house and continued walking inside. About every thirty feet away, there would be a wooden house without a door and a standing stone with inscriptions on it.
Arriving outside the fifth wooden house, Bian Yao stopped for a while beside the green standing stone, adjusted his mind slightly, then stepped into the house and stood quietly in front of the simple sword inserted vertically into the ground.
Mu Qingge was meditating on the futon with his eyes closed. When he noticed someone entering the room, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the visitor for a while, with a puzzled look on his face: "You picked this time to come to me, what's the matter? ?¡±
Bian Yao stared at him and looked at him without saying a word for a few seconds. Then he suddenly walked around the sword and sat down cross-legged a foot in front of him.
"Someone wants to kill you!" He said in a very low voice, with a heavy look of worry in his eyes.
Mu Qingge couldn't help but frown, still looking at him coldly, but didn't say a word.
"This is a secret. I overheard it accidentally. Don't ask how I heard it. You should know that my dreams are different from others. There is something special about it." Bian Yao leaned forward slightly and explained in a low voice. road.
"Who?" Mu Qingge's expression froze slightly, she was silent for a few breaths, and then uttered one word.
"Chief of the Wood Clan." When Bian Yao said these four words, his voice was almost inaudible.
"It was someone from his Mu family who asked me to come here, why do I have to" Mu Qingge suddenly narrowed her eyes, but before she could finish her words, she fell silent again.
Bian Yao blinked, waited for a moment, and said, "Of course he wouldn't do it himself. He just gave Mu Qiyuan a killing order to make your death an accident! According to what I heard, tomorrow's meeting In the 'Hunting Death Test', there will definitely be hunters who will kill you."
Mu Qingge¡¯s expression did not change and she remained silent, as if she had not heard what he said.
"Tomorrow I will also take part in the 'Hunting Final Exam', and I will try my best to help you escape from the hunters!" Bian Yao said seriously after thinking for a while, with a very firm gaze.
"Don't be distracted for me!" Mu Qingge opened her lips slightly, several cold gleams suddenly flashed across her eyes, and said in an unusually cold voice: "To kill me, the price the Mu tribe will pay will be far more than His imagination!¡±
Hearing this, Bian Yao's expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything. He could understand his friend's mood at this time and what he said. If he hadn't accidentally learned of Mu Qiyuan's plot in advance, Mu Qingge wouldn't even have a chance of survival!
The only useful thing he can do now is to figure out the best way to deal with it before tomorrow comes, so that he can help his friends escape the murderous situation arranged by Mu Qiyuan in the "Hunting Death Test".
While looking at his angry friend from a distance, he suddenly remembered something and said solemnly: "I almost forgot to tell you something. Mu Wanyan left the valley a few days ago. I heard that he returned to the location of the Mu family to live and practice."
Mu Qingge's face suddenly changed, a trace of sadness and disappointment overflowed from the depths of her eyes, and there was a faintly more complicated emotion tangled in it.
After a few breaths of silence, the complex look in his eyes finally turned into a look of indifference.
Bian Yao noticed the change in his expression and said, "Don't think too much. From the conversation that day, I can be sure that she didn't know about this! Now that I think about it, leaving the valley must have been her father's request, not hers. That¡¯s my intention!¡±
Hearing these words, Mu Qingge's expression became visibly relaxed, and his eyes turned from cold to dim. He lowered his head slightly, as if he was deep in thought.
After watching the series of reactions from his friends, Bian Yao originally wanted to take out the leaf, but then he thought about it and gave up the idea.
The top priority is to ensure that Mu Qingge can escape Shuxian smoothly and avoid murder! Excessive emotional fluctuations and unsolvable knots are very likely to affect tomorrow's actions, so the gift should be given after avoiding the upcoming murder.
¡°You don¡¯t have to worry too much! AlthoughThey planned ahead, and those hunters are not simple people, but since you and I have known their plans in advance, what Mu Qiyuan set up is no longer a fatal situation! "
Mu Qingge slowly raised her head and turned her gaze to Bian Yao's face. After thinking for a moment, she said lightly: "From what you said, it seems that you know a lot about the 'Hunting Death Test'!"
Speaking of which, although the leader of the Valley had issued a notice about the "Hunting Death Test" earlier, the content was very brief. However, the children of the Wood Tribe who are eligible to participate in the final exam are all late-stage Dream Maniacs and Sword Maniacs. They have lived and practiced in the valley for a long time, and some of them have even had the experience of participating in the final exam. Through daily exchanges, all the children of the Mu clan in the valley have a considerable understanding of this, and Mu Xiyou is naturally one of them.
With a thought in his mind, Bian Yao took out two jars of spirit fruit wine from the space bag, placed one of the jars on the ground and pushed it forward, laughing softly: "I don't know much, but I know some details and rules, maybe I can Use this to formulate a suitable countermeasure!¡±
Mu Qingge was stunned for a moment, then reached out to lift the wine jar in front of her, opened the lid, raised her head and took a sip of wine, and most of the gloom on her face immediately disappeared.
Bian Yao also took a few sips from the wine jar, then raised his sleeve to wipe the traces of wine on his chin, and said: "According to the rules of the 'Hunting Trial', the fugitive will take the first step, and the hunter will wait for a moment, Just started catching up."
"As far as I know, the Mu tribe people seem to know a kind of tracking technique. If they are just a moment ahead, they may not be able to escape the tracking range." Mu Qingge frowned and expressed his worries.
"That's right! So when the time comes, you need to run in a straight line in one direction. Since you can't escape tracking, use the shortest possible time to escape from this forest. As long as you leave Shu County, your chance of survival will be much higher." He said. After saying this, Bian Yao raised the wine jar and drank a few more sips. However, after putting down the wine jar, his eyebrows suddenly frowned and he whispered: "Given the location of the valley, if you want to run out of the forest in Shu County, No matter how fast it is, it will probably take three days. Coupled with environmental factors, the speed of running will inevitably be limited. If this happens, the hunters will definitely catch up, and taking action may be inevitable!"
In fact, what Bian Yao is most concerned about is what kind of instructions the leader of the valley will give to those hunters? If Mu Qiyuan ordered all hunters to track and kill Mu Qingge, then the latter would have no chance of survival at all!
Bian Yao held the wine jar in his arms. After pondering for a while, he shook his head and denied the desperate speculation. He suddenly moved his face slightly forward and analyzed ghostly: "Since Mu Qiyuan wants to cause an accident, he can't make it too obvious. This is an opportunity! Although those hunters are all at the top Dream Maniac, however, to hunt down a sword cultivator like you, at least two experienced hunters are required to besiege you! This must be very clear to them. To be on the safe side, the hunters hunting you will naturally form a team. Okay, I estimate there will be three to four people.¡±
Mu Qingge listened to him calmly. Although she could not see any tension or uneasiness, she did not say a word. She just looked up and drank, her expression surprisingly cold and peaceful.
For a while, the only sound of "gulu" was heard in the cabin, and the aroma of wine lingered.
"Actually, the most troublesome thing is the restrictions in the rules. 'Hunters' can form a team to hunt, but 'fugitives' are only allowed to act alone and are strictly prohibited from going together." Bian Yao raised the wine jar and took a big sip before continuing. : "There seems to be no other way. When the time comes, I can only choose to follow you closely. As long as we keep a certain distance, there shouldn't be any big problem. If you are entangled by a hunter, I will go up and help you." you."
"Things will never be as simple and smooth as you think. Since the rules strictly prohibit fugitives from joining forces, they will naturally not be allowed to join forces to deal with hunters. Once you show up to help me, they should be aware of the problem. If Let those teachings get involved and the problem becomes even more difficult!¡±
"When the time comes, we will act according to the opportunity. There is no need to hold back on those hunters anyway. I heard that the instructors will only wander around in the forest, performing the duties of observation and supervision in secret, and will not follow any specific participant!" Most of the jar of fruit wine went into his stomach, Bian Yao's face turned slightly red, and his thoughts seemed a little confused.
Mu Qingge raised her hand and patted the wine jar, suddenly raised her neck and drank the remaining wine in one breath, and then said in a joking tone in a very low voice: "You are so determined to help me. When the Mu tribe discovers the truth, you won¡¯t have to worry about them murdering you!"
Bian Yao slowly put down the wine jar, laughed a few times, lowered his head and whispered: "If you want to kill, just kill! Anyway, I'm a little tired of staying in this broken valley. It's better to live happily and freely outside. , at worst, I will run away with you."
Hearing this, Mu Qingge said nothing.There was an inexplicable hint of smile at the corner of his mouth.
Time is like a thief, secretly carrying the fragrance of wine and flowing away quietly.
About half an hour later, Bian Yao walked out of the cabin, shook his drunken head, and left Sword Valley with brisk steps.
In the third doorless wooden house, the wooden owl stood sideways at the entrance of the house with a cold face. He peered at the distant figure beside him, his sharp eyebrows raised slantingly and his eyes flickering.
It¡¯s still early at this moment, there are still two hours until dark.
There is silence in the east valley, because the children of the Mu tribe living here are practicing in the afternoon battle practice in the west valley and have not returned yet.
Bian slowly climbed to the top of the building, entered his house, lay down on the bed, and stared at the roof.
Time passed quickly and silently.
Unconsciously, the sky turned dark.
Gradually, human voices sounded in the valley, which was the prelude to the coming night.