Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

There are thousands of miles of wild clouds, heavy snow is flying, and in the vast night, the whistling north wind is like a huge wave shaking the sky, surging and roaring in the endless snowy field.

In the sky, thousands of peaks and tens of thousands of ridges pierced into the sky, and the peaks were white and snow-capped.

Horseshoes smashed into the wind and snow, and in the boundless quiet night, a black horse slowly galloped from the east, standing still in front of a steep mountain road.

The neighing sound of the horse was engulfed by the mountain wind in a blink of an eye.

The man on horseback let go of the reins, his blue eyes were bright and clear, and he quietly looked down at the quiet city under the snow-white mountains in the distance. The black robe on his body was blown by the strong wind, hunting sounded, and his face mask was blown off by the wind. Showing a hideous and ugly face.

His eyes were light, and his upright figure seemed to blend in with the thick night.

In the silence, a few sharp and thin bowstrings suddenly sounded. As soon as the sound arrived, the bowstrings rang and buzzed in all directions, and an arrow cut through the wind and snow, and rushed towards the ancient Sudan.

These iron arrows are coming turbulently, wind-induced and electric flying, fast as thunder, under the ten thousand arrows, the wind stops and snow, and the sky is cold and flashing.

The rain of arrows is dense like a cobweb, shrouded in layers, like a sieve, no matter how hard the target is, it will have to be cut under a layer of flesh.

The tightening sound made the scalp numb, but Sultan Gu remained motionless as if he hadn't heard it until he was surrounded by the arrow light. Then he slowly raised his eyes, the long sword came out of its sheath, and the convergent internal force surged out. Wherever the knife is heading, the wind is strong and strong.

A burst of knives and arrows staggered, and the arrows fell one after another, piercing holes in the snow.

The atmosphere was stiff, and the wind continued to raging.

Sultan Gu raised his arm with a crisp sound, his long knife was sheathed, and his eyes were cold.

There were a few grinning laughs from the high places of the mountain road, the figure shaking, the sound of horse hooves, and a man wearing a white cloak and holding a long bow appeared on the cliff. His face was covered with a mask, a strong muscle, and a sturdy body.

The creaking footsteps rang out, dozens of assassins dressed in white cloaks like him walked out from different directions, flocked on his wings, each holding a sharp blade, and a pair of murderous anger under the mask, staring together. Looking at Sultan Gu.

At the outermost periphery, there are more than a dozen □ □ hands tighten the bowstring, and they can cooperate with the killer to launch a shooting at the outermost periphery at any time.

The headed man had gloomy eyes, glanced at the arrows all over the floor, cast a longbow, drew his saber, and pointed the tip of the knife at Sultan Gu.

"Sultan Gu, I've been waiting for you for a few days! I've been preparing for a long time to lay out the net, just to take your heads and your skulls for wine! Even if you have excellent martial arts, you have three heads and six arms, it will be difficult to insert your wings today. Flee! Today in the coming year will be the anniversary of your Sultan’s death!"

He gave an order and rode his horse back down the mountain.

The others shouted, brandished their sharp blades, and rushed towards Sultan Gu with him.

Facing the large number of crowds, Sudan did not change his color in old time, his eyes were calm, he raised his arms and slowly drew his sword, his black robes were tight, and his thin arms were full of strong tension.

The man had a hideous face, and shouted and raised his knife: "Kill! Kill me..."

Before the words fell, the bladeless long sword slammed into the air.

The man's hideous expression solidified on his face, his voice was stuck in his throat, and his eyes met.

Those were a pair of deep blue eyes, like looking down at the world from the clouds, cold, calm, and indifferent. Under the snowy night, there seemed to be a weird blue in the bottom of the eyes.

The man's eyes widened in horror.

The two knives struck each other with a long and sharp sound, splashing out star-like sparks.

The long knife in the man's hand shattered at the sound, and after a few sore noises, the fragments spattered to the ground like blizzard.

Those blue eyes stared at him coldly.

Shura Yasha is vicious and murderous.

A kind of fear and despair from the bottom of his heart gripped the man deeply. He remembered the legends that had been circulated in the royal court for a long time. He tried to pull out the dagger from his waist, but his arms were weak and weak. He could only watch the ancient Sudanese hands. His long knife slashed his throat.

The hilt of the knife slipped from the man's palm, he fell off his horse, closed his eyes, a touch of coldness on his forehead, and the blade pressed against his head.

The pain did not arrive, and Sultan Gu did not kill him.

The man's heart beats wildly and opened his eyes.

Sultan Gu was sitting on horseback, with a long knife in his hand pointed on his scalp, and looking around, he looked overwhelmingly.

Everyone saw him break through the encirclement with ease and effortlessly. They cut off their leader without any effort. Knowing that everyone on the scene was not his opponent, the morale that had been so high immediately disappeared, and they looked at each other and hesitated to move forward. .

Sultan Gu looked at a killer in the crowd: "You want to kill me?"

The assassin met his gaze, frightened and trembling like sifting, throwing away his long sword before thinking about it, and knelt down to beg for mercy: "The regent's forgiveness! The regent's forgiveness! The little one was cheated by the bounty! "

Sultan Gu said coldly: "There will be another time, no one will be left with the knife."

The assassin stayed for a while, no longer expected that he would let him go, his face was filled with ecstasy, and fearing that he would repent, he got up neatly, turned around and ran, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The others looked at each other, feeling at a loss.

With a bang, the long knife landed softly, and someone threw away the sharp blade in his hand and carefully exited the encirclement circle.

Sultan Gu did not move.

The knife-throwing killer took a deep breath and ran away with his legs.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of a long knife landing, and the killers turned and fled one after another.

In front of the cliff, only the leader of Sultan Guhe Shifu remained.

Sultan Gu lifted his eyes and looked at the lightly shining sky in the distance: "Who is the one who instigated you?"

The man chuckled and laughed: "Sultan Gu, you don't blink your eyes while killing, and your hands are bloody! There are too many people wanting to kill you! I wish I could not skin you and dig out your heart, liver and lungs. Drain your blood, eat your flesh, break your bones one by one! I won't tell you who the envoy is! You will know when you die!"

The mission failed. He knew that even if Sultan Gu let him go, he would not survive tomorrow, so he roared happily, raised his head suddenly, and slammed into the long knife close at hand.

Blood gushed out, and the man twitched his hands and feet a few times, his eyes widened and his breath disappeared.

The strong smell of blood was blown away by the strong wind, and the long knife was splashed with thick blood, ticking down.

Sultan Gu lowered his eyes and looked at the dots of blood on the long knife. The dark blue light flashed under his eyes, and a blush rose faintly between his eyebrows.

He closed his eyes, put the knife in its sheath, took off his leather gloves, and folded his hands together.

Fight with war, stop killing with killing, all kinds of sins are all in my body.

After a while, Sultan Gu frowned, his shoulders trembled, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

The mountain wind was bitter and cold.

He wiped off the bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes, and tried his best to suppress, the blush of his brows disappeared a little bit, and his lips were blue and white, without a trace of blood.

The wind screamed and whimpered.

It's almost dawn.

Sultan Gu turned his horse's head and rode one by one, and drove down the mountain road.

After walking on the mountain road for about an hour, the snowfall became denser, the wind roared, and faint human voices and melodious camel bells floated in the distance.

A caravan wanted to arrive at the city gate before dawn. A Hu businessman wearing a felt hat and a leather jacket waved a whip and beat an exhausted camel, murmuring curses in his mouth.

Sultan Gu did not step forward and avoided the caravan.

A scream suddenly came from behind.

The Hu businessmen kept beating the camels, and a gray-haired old man couldn't bear it and stepped forward to dissuade him. Hu Shang was furious, his arms raised, his long whip lashed at the old man, and his whip was fierce.

The old man was smashed and threw himself to the ground, crying for mercy.

Hu Shang's face twitched and continued to whip the old man.

The old man cried and crawled towards Sultan Gu.

"Spare me...Save me! Save me!"

Sultan Gu stopped and his eyes fell on Hu Shang.

"Don't be nosy!"

Hu Shang overtook the old man in a few steps, fiercely and angered, raising his whip.

Sultan Gu raised his hand.

Hu Shang felt his hand numb, and the long whip in his hand was swept away by an unsheathed long knife. He squinted his eyes, a trace of cunning and viciousness flashed across his eyes.

At this moment, the old man who was lying beside his horse's hoof and moaning in pain suddenly violently rushed towards Sultan Gu, his figure was as fast as lightning, and the cold light flickered under his old hands, clearly hiding a sharp blade.

With a muffled sound, the sharp blade pierced the black robe.

Following the old man's actions, the others in the caravan drew out their hidden weapons and rushed forward, encircling Sudan Gu in an instant.

The old man made a hit, and his internal force poured into his palms and slapped Sultan Gu.

The blade was smeared with poison, and the ancient figure of Sudan stagnated for a moment, then fell backwards and fell on his horse.

The old man laughed wildly, drew out the soft sword around his waist and flew up to keep up. The swords and swords are all killer moves: "Haha, Sultan Gu, don't blame us for being ruthless, but you can only blame yourself for negligence!"

"You really are loyal to the Buddha, and you are merciful! How can you be a woman of the battlefield general? You asked for it!"

The people around followed uproariously, the knives were shining, and there was a ridicule of ridicule.

They are the killers who ambush Sultan Gu on the mountain road. The leader is just a small boss. After the leader died, they immediately retreated and hid in the dark to observe Sultan Gu. Seeing him vomiting blood, there seemed to be signs of injury. They were overjoyed, and another The group met and waited here for Sultan to descend.

From here to the royal court, every major town has ambushed manpower.

Sultan ancient heads, they are going to make an appointment!

The killers swarmed up, Sultan Gu was injured, this time they have nothing to fear!

Sultan Gu fell into the snow and staggered straight back. The sharp blade on his chest was not yet pierced, and the blood gurgled out.

"Sultan Gu, die!"

Thinking that he could actually kill the regent who made the princes and ministers frightened, the old man was ecstatic in his heart.

The next moment, there was a crisp sound.

The old man's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, dumbfounded.

Sultan Gu raised his head, his lips were pale, and his slender fingers flicked lightly, like a Buddha twisting a flower, firmly clamped his soft sword, and with a light pick, the sharp soft sword broke like a dead branch. .

The old man was frightened and sweaty.

Sultan Gu looked at him coldly, expressionless, two clusters of faint blue cold glow appeared in his bi-colored eyes, which flashed brightly, and his frowning eyebrows were slightly red, covered in blood, and murderous aura surged.

What kind of weird technique is this?

The old man was so frightened, and before he roared, the broken soft sword ran across his throat.

A burst of blood burst out.

The old man fell softly at the feet of Sultan Gu.

The morning light broke through and the diffuse wind and snow poured down, and the long empty road instantly quieted down.

Sultan Gu Li was in a pool of blood, his face was splashed with red blood, and his blue eyes scanned.

Raksha like a ghost of Shura.

The killers were shivering and shivering.

…

Before dawn, there was a sound of hiss from downstairs in the post building, and the soldiers began to pack and prepare to set off.

Yaoying was awakened by the noise outside the house, got up to wash, put a thick layer of ointment on her feet, just put on her thick leather jacket and animal leather boots, Xie Qing came over and knocked, and breakfast was ready.

Ashina Bisuo was already up, and she was sitting in front of the hall stove wiping her saber, watching Yaoying go downstairs, and pointed to the breakfast she had prepared.

"Starting today, we will be back to the King's Court in three days. Snow will fall in these few days. The princess has a delicate body and wears a few layers of thick coats. It is not fun to suffer from wind and cold in this kind of weather."

Yaoying agreed, picked up the soup bowl, glanced at the earthen jar in the hearth, frowned, and lifted the lid through the soft cloth.

The soup bowl and naan bread inside have not been moved.

She was silent for a while and closed the lid.

"The Regent didn't come back last night?"

Bi Suo's action of wiping the knife stopped for a moment, without raising his head, and said: "The regent is going back to the royal court first. I was injured before, and the regent escorted the princess instead of me. Now I am well wounded. The regent is busy with his duties and rushed back overnight. ."

Yaoying picked up the soup bowl and continued to drink the soup.

Neither of them spoke.

The felt curtain was hanging high, and the figure shook in front of the door.

Bi Suo stared at Yaoying and asked suddenly: "The princess prepared hot soup for the regent. He didn't eat it. Is the princess upset?"

Yaoying raised her eyes, looked at Bi Suo, and shook her head, "No, I'm just thinking, the regent went in a hurry, and left without drinking a bowl of hot soup. He stayed outside in the wilderness for a day and definitely didn't eat. what…"

Bi Suo looked at her and asked: "How does the princess know that the regent hasn't eaten anything? He just didn't eat the hot soup the princess left behind."

Yaoying's eyebrows were slightly bent, and she smiled: "The Regent never eats with other people. Yuanjue will prepare food for him alone. Sometimes Yuanjue is too busy, so I will pay attention to him..."

In the past, she thought that Sultan Gu was particular, but later discovered that he was not picky, just different from other people's habits, as long as she and Yuanjue prepared him to eat, he would silently eat it.

No one had touched the soup in the earthen jar, which meant that he left without eating.

Bi Suo was silent, put away his saber, got up and walked out.

After a cup of tea, the team set off.

Yaoying rode among the team, and Xie Qing and other soldiers followed her closely.

Bi Suo rode a strong horse and walked at the forefront of the team. On the road, he sent soldiers back to the royal court to inform him.

At noon, they walked to an open plain at the foot of the mountain, and suddenly there was the sound of thunder hooves in front of them.

The slush splashed, the two horses rushed to the front of the team, the rider rolled off the saddle, and the voice changed in a hurry: "General, something went wrong ahead!"

Bi Suo's expression changed slightly, and he ordered the team to speed up and hurried away.

After a while, they came to a mountain road leading to the oasis town.

There was a frightened neigh of horses in front of him, and the person at the front of the team saw the scene on the road clearly, his face changed drastically, and he immediately stopped.

"General!"

Everyone was at a loss.

Bi Suo's face was gloomy as water, and he got off his horse.

A guard of the royal court rode back on horseback and signaled that all the caravans stopped in place and were not allowed to move.

Yaoying walked in the forefront of the team, after thinking about it, she moved forward.

As soon as he turned the intersection, a strong wind blew by, and a strong **** stench came on his face.

Yaoying resisted the nausea and continued to move forward, slowly widening her eyes.

There was a mess in front of the mountain road, and the large carts and cages fell to the ground, and there were fallen corpses in a pool of blood. There were old and young, male and female. Horses, camels, and long-haired cattle and sheep also fell on the ground. .

The whole caravan didn't stay alive.

Who started so vicious? !

Yaoying couldn't bear to look more, and looked away.

Yuanjue was right by her side, not knowing what she was thinking of, her hands holding the reins kept trembling, her whole body trembled, her brown eyes were round, her eyes were almost popping out, her expression frightened.

Bi Suo glanced back at him, wringing his thick eyebrows.

Yuanjue looked at him at each other, and both of them looked solemn, mixed with a trace of unnoticeable sadness.

A guard trot forward, clasped his fist and said: "General! His subordinates have checked carefully. All the caravans have been killed under the saber, and there is no one alive! Some of the corpses are not cold yet, they should have been absent this morning. Something happened when it was bright. Judging from the traces in the snow, the murderer killed someone and fled to the mountain!"

Other guards tweeted: "It's too vicious! Even women, children and the elderly are killed!"

"Look at the sword technique on the corpse, it must be a master!"

"The murderer used the long knife commonly used in the army. Could it be that the army man did it?"

"Everyone’s wounds are deeply visible, unlike the robbers who blocked the road..."

"This mountain has only one way down the mountain, we guard the intersection and attack the mountain!"

Bi Suo's face became paler and paler, and his lips trembled a few times. He took off the copper talisman he was carrying, and turned his head to tell the guards: "You go into the city and tell the guards that I will take over here. No one else can interfere. You stay. Here, every ten people form a team, bury the corpses, clear the road, set up roadblocks, and no other people are allowed to pass."

After speaking, he closed his eyes, holding the long knife in his right hand, and pulling the horse to leave the team.

Yuanjue's expression is complicated, his eyes are reddish, gritted his teeth and beat his horse to follow him.

Yaoying stayed where she was, watching Bi Suo and Yuanjue go up the mountain one after another, out of God for a while.

Her heart was heavy, as if a huge boulder was pressed against her, she was a little out of breath, and her heartbeat suddenly became very slow and slow.

A cold and firm back flashed through her mind.

In those nights in the wilderness, no matter when she opened her eyes, she could see him.

Yaoying bit her lip, kicked the horse's belly lightly with her boots, and galloped, following Yuanjue and Bi Suo.

Xie Qing immediately patted his horse to keep up.

Yaoying turned her head, her brows were calm, and she said: "A Qing, you stay here, no one can follow!"

Xie Qing was stunned for a while, grabbed the rein, and stopped in place.

Before Wang Ting's soldiers reacted, Yaoying had already rushed up the mountain road to catch up with Yuanjue and Bi Suo.

With the sound of horseshoes moving from far to near, Bi Suo turned her head, her pupils shrank, and said coldly, "Princess please go back!"

Yaoying didn't slow down, catching up with him, and her eyes rolled on the faces of him and Yuanjue.

"Have you guessed who was the killer who intercepted the caravan?"

Yuanjue's expression was tense, and he didn't say a word.

Bi Suo looked like water, and said, "This is a matter of the royal court and has nothing to do with the princess. The royal soldiers will protect the princess. The mountain is not safe. We are going to find the murderer and the princess will go down the mountain."

Yaoying looked back at the guards guarding the mountain road and the fallen corpses, turned her face, and looked straight at Bi Suo.

"Bi Suo, do you suspect that the murderer is the regent?"

The expression on Bi Suo's face changed drastically.

Yaoying looked at Bi Suo, not allowing him to avoid her gaze: "Are you and Yuanjue going to kill him?"

Yuan Jue rolled over her body and looked at Yaoying.

Yaoying looked back calmly: "As long as I'm close to the Regent these days, you will look nervous, and your hands holding the knife will be wet and sweaty. Are you afraid that the Regent will hurt me?"

Yuanjue looked pale.

"The regent smells of medicine. Is he injured? Or is there something wrong in his practice? What's the reason for his avoiding people these days?"

Yuanjue didn't dare to squeak, his eyes dodged.

Yaoying took a breath, looked back on Bi Suo, and then asked, "Do you think he can't control himself and killed an entire caravan?"

The mountain breeze howled, Bi Su said nothing, and the blue veins of his hands holding the reins floated up.

Yuan Jue made a whimper and wiped the corner of his eyes.

"The murderer is not Sultan Gu!" Yaoying panted, shaking slightly, "Look carefully at the corpses of those people, how could he kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

Bi Suo turned his head and looked at the mountain road.

"The princess doesn't know anything, how can I be sure that the murderer is not the regent?"

He paused, and his voice suddenly became harsh and sharp: "I grew up with the regent, and I have known him for more than 20 years, and know better than the princess what happened! The princess is just an outsider!"

Yaoying took a deep breath, her fingers gripping the reins tightly.

"I really don't know anything. I'm just an outsider. I don't know what secrets are hidden between the general, the regent and the Buddha, and I will not explore it. The general has known the regent for more than 20 years, and I can't get along with the regent. It's been a few months."

She raised her eyelashes and looked straight at Bi Suo without blinking.

"Then, dare to ask the general, has the regent ever killed an innocent person indiscriminately since he started martial arts?"

Bi Suo was silent.

"Did the regent ever hurt anyone when he went wrong in his practice these years?"

Bi Suo still said nothing.

Yaoying's voice was calm: "Since you have never seen him hurt anyone, why do you keep holding your hands on the hilt of the knife these days as long as you see him? Why do you see the caravan's tragic death? Painful, leaving the others to go up the mountain alone?"

She raised her voice a little higher: "Ashna Bisuo, you suspect Sultan Gu, don't you?"

Bi Suo looked at Yaoying, speechless for a long time.

Yaoying stared at him with a stubborn expression, because of anxiety, her cheeks were faintly red, her temples were disturbed by the wind, and her nose was flushed.

She really cares about the regent.

Bi Suo closed his eyes, his face no longer had the carefree smile on his face, and there was a lingering pain between his brows.

He sighed long.

"The regent's exercises are special, and if he is careless, he will be backlashed. In the slightest, he will hurt himself, and in the worst case, he will become crazy.

Bi Suo lowered his head and looked at the knife that the master handed over to him.

"Princess, Yuanjue told me that the regent had signs of being swallowed up by the exercises a few days ago, so he has a weird temperament these days. He is going in this direction. I don't count the hours. He will pass the mountain road early this morning."

The mountain breeze is violent, and the goose feathers are fluttering and rustling.

Bi Suo trembled: "The long knife used by the regent is a common sabre in the army."

Yuanjue on the side was trembling all over, and his eye circles were reddening.

Yaoying wiped off the snow on her face, her expression calm, her eyes shining like lacquered black hair.

"So what?"

Bi Suo was stunned.

The cold wind was like a knife, and the chill was piercing. Yaoying shivered in the wind, saying every word: "All the guards wear long knives, and there is no evidence. You didn’t see the regent hurt someone with your own eyes. Just guess. , How can it be concluded that the murderer is him? He is now backlashed by the exercises and his temperament is uncertain. You suspect him indiscriminately. If you provoke him, wouldn't the misunderstanding between you be deeper?"

Bi Suo was speechless for a while, was silent for a while, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "So does the princess trust the regent?"

Yaoying raised her hand and swept her hair sideburns.

"On the way to Gaochang, once we passed a cliff. A horse was frightened and slid down the plank road. He almost threw the soldier on the horse back down the mountain. The regent saved the soldier."

Sultan Gu was at the back of the team at a distance. When the incident happened, his figure flew over and rescued the soldier.

"After the soldiers escaped... the regent did not leave."

Yaoying looked at Bi Suo's blue eyes, "He leaned out of the plank road to comfort the frightened horse, and rescued the horse that was about to fall into the valley."

It's just a horse, and it's not worth the risk of falling off a cliff and getting to pieces.

Sultan Gu was saved.

He was murderous, but his sword technique implied compassion.

Yaoying firmly said: "I believe that the regent, even if he is unable to control himself by the backlash, he will not kill innocent civilians indiscriminately."

Bi Suo's expression was shocked.

Yaoying went on to analyze: "Moreover, the regent’s sword technique is accurate. If he really wants to kill, he must be killed with a single blow, and he will not deliberately torture. The general looked closely at the corpses, his body was wounded everywhere, and the horses and camels did not look like a person. Hand down."

Bi Suo and Yuan Jue looked at each other and exchanged glances.

They only worried about Sultan Gu, and did not dare to look at the corpses.