The wind was howling angrily, and the rainstorm was pouring.

A knight was riding his horse in the wind and rain, and the heavy raindrops of beans hurt, and it was almost impossible for people and horses to open their eyes.

But no one dared to slow down the horse speed a little.

Even though his eyes could only narrow into a line and his vision was blurred, he still tried his best to kick the horse's belly and urged the horse to run faster.

Xilulu!

Suddenly, a horse's front hooves stepped into the mud pit, and the horse's hooves broke with a crack as the mud splashed.

The horse screamed with a wry sound, and its huge body rose into the air under the action of inertia. A green onion fell to the ground with a bang, slid about a foot away, twitching twice, motionless.

With just one move, the horse broke its neck.

Fortunately, the knight on the horse's back reacted very quickly. When the horse stumbled, he had already stepped on the kickstand, rushed up, swept away, and landed steadily.

After landing, he looked back at the horse that was gone, and a trace of sadness flashed in the knight's eyes.

But he had no time to remember the war horses that had been with him for many years. He pulled out his long sword with a clang and roared resolutely:

"You guys go!"

Drag the long knife backwards, take big steps, and rushed towards the black mist that was chasing behind.

It was a thick fog as dark as ink, flying fast against the ground, as fast as a galloping horse, and tumbling and twisting, like a hideous monster.

This team of knights galloping in the wind and rain was chased by the black fog and had to flee in the heavy rain.

And at this moment.

The knight who lost his mount did not choose to jump on his companion's back and ride with a companion.

Because this will only drag down the companion Ma Su and teach the two of them to die together.

He chose to rush towards the black fog and use his life to gain more for his companions... Perhaps it was just a trivial time to escape.

The companions did not slow down their horse speed.

No one even looked back and looked at him more.

Everyone is moving forward.

But this does not mean that they are so at ease that they are even secretly happy that someone has broken the rear.

Every knight who was running away had a hint of sadness and anger.

Some knights twitched their cheeks, their teeth were clenched, and their eyes were filled with tears, and they quickly merged into the cold rain on their faces.

The fallen knight dragged his long sword backwards, facing the black fog, and walked back to the cavalry.

The distance between the two sides quickly widened.

Soon, the knight rushed into the black mist.

The sound of metal and iron fighting, the sound of low roaring, and the sound of sharp blades entering the flesh sounded.

But in just three or two breaths, all the sounds came to an abrupt end.

The black fog that was blocked by only three or two breaths, continued to move forward and chased the cavalry team.

After the black fog, the Knight blocked its position and left almost no trace.

There are no corpses, nor blood.

There was only a piece of broken blade that was inserted upside down in the mud, telling the story of a warrior who had sacrificed his life to go to Yi here.

The cavalry team was still running wildly in the cloak and rain.

But riding a horse in the rain, the cold wind and rain not only make people tired, but also quickly takes away the horse's physical strength.

No matter how hard they try to urge the horses, the speed of the horses will inevitably slow down.

The black fog behind it has been maintained at a constant speed, closely behind the cavalry.

As the speed of the cavalry slows down, the distance between the black fog and them becomes closer and closer.

"Leave four people."

In the cavalry, someone whispered.

The voice is calm, as if it is cold and ruthless.

The four knights behind the cavalry flew off the horse without hesitation, drew their long swords, and turned to face the black fog that was tumbling and twisting.

No one looked back at them.

A cavalry team of less than ten people remained gathered the four empty horses and continued to speed without stopping.

But these four knights had no complaints.

Thunder rose again, lightning broke through the sky, reflecting their tough faces.

kill!

The four knights roared like thunder, dragged their long swords backwards, and rushed towards the churning black mist.

When they are in the black fog.

The turbulent sound of metal and iron fighting, the roaring roar, and the scammering sound of bone-cutting and flesh breaking sounds sounded again from the black fog.

But seven or eight breaths, all the sounds came to an abrupt end again.

The black mist flew forward again, and there were still no corpses on the spot, with blood stains remaining, only a few pieces of weapons falling into the mud, and soon flooded by the rain.

"The Master of the Sect..."

Someone shouted in front of the cavalry:

"Can't escape anymore, go back and fight with the demon!"

“Can’t stop.”

The calm and cold voice said lightly:

"How can we fight to save dozens of brothers after sacrificing their power to pull the demon away? Keep going, the further you can lead it, the better."

"But……"

"No," said the calm and cold voice in a low voice: "Liu Xuande brought more than 5,000 people... If we don't hold on for a long time and let the demon go back... so many people will probably not be able to survive."

Someone let out an unwilling roar, but no one suggested turning around and fighting to the death.

All the knights, gritted their teeth and continued to flee with fire.

And the black fog was unknowingly less than a hundred feet away from them.

At this moment, a rider suddenly shouted: "Sect Master, there is someone in front of you!"

Boom!

A dark horse suddenly accelerated and rushed to the front of the cavalry team. The knight looked at it with a sharp look through the wind and rain. He saw that more than a hundred feet ahead, two people were standing under a hill.

One of the two men was a young man with a brocade dress and jade belt, a golden crown tied with hair, tall and tall, and handsome face.

One is a woman wearing a gorgeous long skirt, embroidered armor, a long whip with a waist, a slender and graceful face, and a light gauze.

Although the woman was unable to see her true face, only looking at her eyes that seemed to contain the dark night sky and the bright stars gave people an indescribable charm, making people believe that under her veil, there must be an unparalleled face.

She stood in the wind and rain, with her slender and fair jade hands holding an oil paper umbrella to hide the rain for the young master.

Most of her body was exposed to the storm.

But when the rain fell to her, it seemed like it encountered an invisible air shield. Before it could reach the body, it had already slipped away.

The woman seemed to have not yet dripped from rain, and even a strand of hair had not been soaked.

In the wilderness, there are winds and heavy rains.

A young man in gorgeous clothes, a beautiful woman in the world.

Such combinations, such places, and such opportunities are all weird.

so……

Are they humans or demons?

As the riding team galloped, they were getting closer and closer to the men and women standing under the hills.

The leading knight stared at the pair of men and women who shouldn't have appeared here, and his right hand clenched the two spears hanging on the saddle.

The couple also looked at them quietly, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

But soon, they looked away and looked at the black mist behind the cavalry.

When they look away.

The leading knight's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and his powerful spiritual sense even made him feel a subtle sense of security.

Safety?

Why do you feel this way?

Just as I was surprised, someone in the cavalry team suddenly shouted loudly at the man and woman:
To be continued...