The sun was warm, and cicadas were already roaring in the trees in the early morning. When the servants in the Bai Mansion began to be busy as usual, they didn't know about some things that happened at night. Outside the mansion, a white figure walked into the gate guarded by Fanzi, and bowed respectfully when they saw this person.

The servants coming and going in the mansion also made the road open and bowed and let the figure leave first.

Soon, someone came over at the moon gate in the garden, and his clothes were floating.

"Bai Ning! Have you been out last night?"

The figure asked about it stopped while walking. The system looked at the side and the beautiful figure slowly walked towards him, frowned, and suddenly laughed: "I have been out, and now I am going to change my clothes and go to court."

The woman walked closer, wrinkled her nose and sniffed, her eyes fell on her right arm, "The clothes were torn, did something happen last night?" But then leaned against him.

Immediately, Xiaopinger curled the corners of her mouth and took a step back, "Then go and do it, I'll go find Linglong."

"Um."

The system nodded, turned toward the courtyard in memory with a smile, and his face gradually calmed down. Behind him, the woman who had walked a few feet away slowly stopped and turned to look at the back there.

The warm sunshine shone on her face, but her brows were locked.

"Freak" Xiao Pinger walked in the corridor thinking and looked at a potted plant on the wooden railing. When she smelled the fragrance of flowers, her steps suddenly stopped again. "Bai Ning couldn't smile at me like that!"

The next moment, the white fingers rolled up and clenched into fists. The woman's delicate and sensitive thoughts were fully exposed at this moment.

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Compared to the bustling and lively Bianliang, two or three hundred miles northwest of this side and a mountain in the middle of the Yellow River, something equally lively is happening.

"Catch them!!"

"Dog fucking something, how dare you peek at my wife taking a bath"

"…Your wife is over fifty..."

The sky is setting in the west, and it is almost evening.

The roaring sound of the Yellow River was faintly outside the nearby woods, and several figures ran out of a remote village in a hurry. Dozens of villagers behind them were holding farm tools and cursing and chasing them, chasing the four of them in a mess like a stray dog. Then they got into the forest and ran towards the Yellow River.

After nightfall, the four of them finally rested at a Yellow River King Temple on the river bank.

A tall and fat figure took two steps in a bland manner, leaning against the yellow wall, sitting down everywhere, and a butcher knife that killed pigs and sheep was thrown at his feet.

"I didn't expect that the mountain people in the north would be so tough, I wouldn't have come if I knew it. I was still free to eat wild food in the south of Jiangnan. I was so fierce. They were not afraid that you would be the ones who were his grandmother, and you would also be the ones who were beaten so many times, so you wouldn't ask for help."

The fat man was swearing, with a fierce look on his face, and his broad and fat body was exposed with a tuft of black hair on his chest. He looked like he was a fierce person with a fat face. The knife at his feet was quite worn, and there were still a few rust on the surface of the knife.

The bonfire rose in the dilapidated temple, and there were three people surrounding the fire, a bald man, with a black birthmark the size of a palm in the corner of his right eye, which made him look like a deer-headed rat-headed and small. The woman was huddled with her feet and hugged her knees in the middle to keep warm. She was not pretty, but she was also somewhat beautiful, wearing a purple tight-fitting clothes, and her skin exposed on her shoulders had several dull old injuries, such as a whip. From time to time, her eyebrows flashed with a look of fear and worry, and her eyes were staring at the ignited flames.

Another person was much taller than the other three, with long hair hanging down and shoulders shriveled knots, a copper mask on his face, and leather guards on his arms, but it looked like he had found in a corner. It was already worn out. There was also a simple iron sword with a few broken holes at his feet. At this time, he was holding a ragged book in his hands and flipping in the fire.

These four people looked like green forest warriors walking around the world.

"Boss, what are the abilities of the four of us? You don't know. There are dozens of villagers who have been there. Let's talk about it. "The bald man broke a piece of firewood, threw it into the fire, shrank his neck and muttered in a low voice: "Besides, you are not you who want to go to Bianliang to get the wrong way."

The flames rushed up high, Yinghong's fat face turned around, stared fiercely, but soon she moved away in a deflated manner.

The branches crackled in the fire. When a few sparks jumped, the woman in the middle pulled the bald man next to her, "Second brother, don't say that, after all, the eldest brother doesn't want it. This is the first time we have come to the north, so it's normal for us to be unfamiliar with it."

Hearing this, the fat man's face turned much better. He took out a few hard steamed buns from his pocket and distributed them to the three of them. He took one piece and put it on the branch and roasted it in front of the fire.

He spoke: "This is our last one. We come all the way north and can't even rob a family. It's so deadly... I don't know if I can survive in Bianliang and go to the Red Building."

"We don't know if they collect it or not." The bald man roasted the steamed buns, took a bite from the branches, and chewed his mouth hard.

The fat man patted his chest, "Just relying on the four of us, we can definitely get in, but we still have to get a vicious nickname. Otherwise, when friends in the world protect their names, we don't have them, it's so embarrassing."

As he said that, the three of them looked at each other and looked at the man who was still reading a book and wearing a mask. The woman rubbed her feet and kicked the other person's feet, and said softly: "You have read a lot of books, so please get one for everyone."

The man put down the book and looked at the three of them, suddenly stood up and walked out, and the fat man hurriedly shouted, "Where are you going?"

"Go out to pee." The man said and turned outside the door.

The woman straightened her waist and leaned her head to remind him: "Be careful that there are wolves nearby..."

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In the night sky, the Milky Way flows.

There are wild trees in the wilderness. Looking around, the places you can see are covered by black. Only by hearing the sound of water flowing from the Yellow River, the cold moonlight, and the starlight shines in the hazy light from the gaps between the leaves. A man wearing a mask in the forest walked past the thick fallen leaves rustling by.

Make the silence around you deeper and more profound.

The man walked to a stream not far from the ruined temple, untied his belt and prepared to put some "stocks" accumulated in his body. The wind blew in the forest, and the chill made him shudder.

When I was lifting my pants and about to leave, I suddenly saw a dark shadow lying under a tree not far from the stream.

"Wolf?" The masked man's heart tightened and his whole body shook. He was alert and he was not in a hurry to escape. After a while, he found that the figure was lying there motionlessly, and he felt some other affirmation in his heart.

The worn-out sword was held in his hand, and he held the hard steamed bun in his other hand and walked over gently in his pace. In the cold light, it was indeed a dark figure.

In the mask, his eyes turned and he whispered to the other side: "….. Is he still alive? Just move when he is alive."

There was no movement there.

"It seems like a dead man is really a dead person. I don't know if it's a revenge or a drowning person. Let's see if there are any valuables on his body." The man made up his mind and leaned forward gently.

Wow

Just as he was picking up the corpse at the tip of his sword, an old crow on the tree next to him screamed hoarsely and flew up. The man suddenly retracted his sword and quickly said, "Scared me..."

The word "jump" was just as soon as it was said. The crow flapped its wings and left the big tree. The air seemed to suddenly shrink at this moment.

On the ground, the body moved.

The masked man took a step back in shock. Before his heels had fallen, the body had already stood up and touched it in front of him. The dark and rotten face was connected with some collapsed skin tissue. Combined with the atmosphere in the forest, it was extremely terrifying.

"There is a ghost..." the masked man opened his mouth and wanted to shout.

However, the opposite arm stretched over and grabbed his neck, and the sound was swallowed into his throat. In a blink of an eye, his five fingers contracted inward and blood flowed out of the mask.

With a bang, the body fell softly to the ground.

The terrifying figure standing was Bai Ning who was moving upstream. He was still physically strong, but he didn't expect that the corrupt poison in the three-pointed reincarnation energy of the system was still stuck in his body and kept eroding, making his skin unable to recover for a while. In addition, the undercurrents in the Yellow River water were surging and reefs were everywhere. One accidentally hit the reef and was washed to an unknown place.

I was lying still before, but I was just using my internal force to excrete the remaining corrupt poison in my body.

Bai Ning looked at a strand of unhooked body, put on the dead man's clothes, then put on the mask, and ate the steamed bun that fell on the ground into his stomach.

And that book.

He flipped through it and suddenly felt something interesting, "The Ghost Prison Sword Technique... The name is loud, which is the second-rate level, but this guy doesn't..." He felt incredible in his tone.

Then, he put the secret book of swordsmanship into his arms, raised his eyes to the other end of the woods, and there was a fire burning in the dilapidated temple, "Let's rest here tonight..."

The iron sword turned around in Bai Ning's hand as if it was alive, and let out a gentle whisper.

When he walked to the wall, the people inside were still talking, with many holes on the wall, and the sound was clearly heard into his ears. Bai Ning cracked his mouth under the mask, probably because of laughter.

It turned out that these four people were all ordinary people. Except for the fat man and the bald man, they could do some superficial fist skills, and the other two did nothing. The woman was a concubine from a wealthy family and could not accept abuse and escaped. The fat man was a butcher. Although she looked vicious, she was a soft-hearted person. The woman also ran away with others and wanted to be a villain, so she brought the bald man from her hometown to come out to travel around the world.

The man in the mask killed by Bai Ning seemed to be a peasant child who could not resist the conversation. The reason was that he was not clear.

Just three fools... the sword body was back in the sheath, and Bai Ning didn't plan to kill anyone anymore. He just wanted to have a good sleep and recover his strength.
Chapter completed!