The witch comes into my arms

One day there was a wind and snow, but the old owner could still maintain his body temperature, but the young owner turned pale and his limbs were stiff. If he couldn't find anything to keep out the cold within half a day, his meridians and lungs would be damaged. If he couldn't find relief within two days, he would turn into an ice sculpture.

The old master carried the successor and flew over with Qinggong. This was a reckless approach. In this ice and snow, you should try to preserve your true energy.

Because of this recklessness, Xia Yuan took a high look at the old owner. The old man was so worried about his grandson on his shoulders that he was so reckless.

As he approached the Taoist temple, the old man was startled and stopped when he saw Xia Yuan and Han Yue in front of the door.

He originally thought that the signal would be sent by the Li family, who was ready to surrender. Unexpectedly, there were actually two juniors of the Golden Retriever Tiger King in the room.

The Golden-haired Tiger King claimed to be the disciple of the former gym owner, but he didn't believe him. He only thought that he was an enemy of the Li family and was using the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall to cause trouble for the Li family, so there was no friendship.

"But the Tiger King is here?" The old owner did not dare to approach rashly, so he circulated his true energy and shouted from a distance.

The other party did not answer, but just let the door open. The old owner hesitated for a moment, put down his grandson on his shoulders, and helped him into the house.

As soon as he entered the door, a wave of heat hit his face. The old owner was shocked, thinking that someone was making a surprise attack and using fire-type palm skills or boxing skills. He retreated in panic and retreated into the snow, only to realize that it was a misunderstanding.

He was an old man with a thick skin. He smiled, stepped into the room again, and glanced around.

He quickly zeroed in on the target, the Suzaku painting on the wall!

He looked around the room again. There was only a boy and a girl in the small room. The boy was lying on the bed, resting on the girl's legs.

Judging from the way the two of them interact with each other, they look a little like siblings, but also like a master and servant. It is probably a legitimate son and a concubine, or a true junior brother and a registered senior sister. The concubine serves the legitimate son, and the registered senior sister is the child bride of the true junior brother. It is very common in the world.

His eyes glanced at the two men again, and he was a little confused by the cloaks they wore and the cloaks lying beside the bed.

He cupped his fists and saluted: "I admire the big tiger, but my grandson admires the little tiger. I thank the two young heroes for taking him in. I didn't expect the wind and snow to be so cold, my grandson almost couldn't hold on."

"Thank you to the two young heroes. You two did not hesitate to find rare treasures. You are really noble and upright." Chong Xiaohu calmed down and thanked him.

They were not sure of each other's strength and did not want to cause trouble, so they showed weakness first.

"Yeah." Xia Yuan nodded slightly.

This response was rude and even a bit contemptuous. The grandfather and grandson looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Chong Dahu walked to the other bed, moved the bed and placed it next to Xia Yuan: "It's a blessing to be taken in by the young hero. I don't dare to occupy the bed. It's better if we have an open space."

They were sitting on the floor by the door on the other side.

Xia Yuan raised his eyelids and glanced at them. The grandfather and grandson were quite sensible.

Based on the grandson's experience in the world, he must have seen that the Suzaku painting belongs to the Taoist temple, but he did not mention it at all. When the grandson said "not sparing rare treasures", he acquiesced that the Suzaku painting belonged to Xia Yuan, and they only I want to soak up the heat.

Xia Yuan knew that it would be useless for Zhuque to draw Taoist temples. The grandfather and grandson did not know, and relied on their will to restrain their greed.

Of course, it is also possible that the two of them were paralyzing Xia Yuan and waiting to attack him late at night.

Xia Yuan had a thought in his mind and used the treasure mirror of time to shine on Chong Xiaohu.

He saw everyone gathered on the top of the snow mountain, saw the corpses of Guo Jianglong and the Li family, saw Chong Xiaohu coming out of the cave, leading the Black Tiger Martial Arts School to continue to compete with the Li family, but still couldn't compete. After the funeral of the old gym owner, the Black Tiger Martial Arts Gym was destroyed.

Chong Xiaohu left Bailu County and went to the northern border. He joined the army and fought against the rebels during the turmoil in Ning State. He entered Caixia, became the pinnacle, and granted a thousand households. Finally, he died in a battle with the rebels of the King of Zhennan.

His achievements are not high, but he is a good son who serves the country with his own life.

He thought for a while and said, "There are some things in the cabinet. You can take them."

The grandfather and grandson stood up in surprise, not sure what Xia Yuan meant. Chong Dahu opened the cabinet carefully, and the golden light almost blinded the eyes of the grandfather and grandson.

The old owner was relatively calm, but the young man swallowed his saliva.

In the cabinet is a pile of gold ingots!

A rough estimate is that there are fifty taels!

Fifty taels of gold can be exchanged for more than [-] taels of silver, which is five to six hundred thousand copper coins!

Measured by the things in the world, fifty taels of gold is enough to buy a good sharp weapon. The Black Tiger Martial Arts School has been rooted in Bailu County for hundreds of years and only has two sharp weapons!

This windfall, for ordinary people, is enough to be called sudden wealth!

"Thank you two young heroes!" The old owner quickly packed up the gold and stuffed it into the young man's arms.

Looking at the two people who were giggling happily, Xia Yuan sighed again. He was content with contentment and had no desire to make progress. How could he defeat the greedy and unscrupulous Li family?

"What level has my sister reached?" He turned his head, held Han Yue's hand and asked.

Han Yue is a deserter in the grassland. Ten years ago, the deserter tribe invaded the Yun Kingdom and was defeated by the general of the Yun Kingdom. The Yun Kingdom's army advanced into the grassland. A group of deserters fled to Daning, and Han Yue was one of them.

When Xia Yuan was a child, he took a fancy to her at first sight and pestered his mother-in-law and concubine, crying and clamoring for her. Emperor Ning had no choice but to give Han Yue to him.

As a desolate person, Han Yue practices the Desolate Sutra handed down from ancient times by the Desolate Sutra. The Desolate Sutra does not have a specific name for the realm, and is only called one, two, and three heavens. Each level corresponds to a realm of the Central Plains Kung Fu.

"We've almost touched the door to the fourth heaven." Han Yue replied.

It's about to be touched, but it's not touched yet. It's the late stage of the third heaven.

That is, in the late stage of Caixia Realm, he is actually better than that old man!

Xia Yuan was a little surprised. He had known that Hanyue's cultivation was not weak. Eleven years later, under the supervision of Li Guo guards, Hanyue snatched his body. Although she could not escape in the end, it was enough to prove her cultivation. for.

He just didn't expect that this sister's cultivation level would be so high. In the late Caixia period, she would be a true disciple in a first-class sect.

"In that case, let my sister take action." Xia Yuan stood up from Han Yue's lap.

Chong Xiaohu was still at a loss, but Chong Dahu had already reacted. He looked at the closed wooden door, and heard a bang. The door panel flew out, and two black shadows were like iron balls, crashing in!

Chong Dahu slapped the long sword on his waist, and the light of the sword awakened Chong Xiaohu. The grandfather and grandson attacked together, stopping a black shadow, and another one rushed in front of Xia Yuan!

The attacker had been listening for a while on the snowy night and determined that Xia Yuan on the bed was the core figure, so he went straight to him.

The maid was standing in front of him. He relied on Qinggong to turn around and reached around the young man's neck!

His greedy eyes swept over the Suzaku painting on the wall, the brocade hat and mink fur of the young man in front of him, and the maid.

Treasures, winter clothes, beauties, he was so lucky that he got them all at once!

Just break the neck of the boy in front of you.

Why hasn't he broken the neck of the young man in front of him yet?

My neck hurts, why?

You feel so cold, why?

Why is the boy getting further and further away?

Black, so dark!