Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Three Tribulations and Nine Difficulties, the veritable Three Tribulations and Nine Difficulties!

After reading through the various loss records reported by the Yunnan Division, management personnel from other places are also sending the losses caused by the snow disaster to the capital as soon as possible. It will not take long. Zhu Yujun can foresee that his desk will be full of memorials with similar contents. The imperial court will work for this catastrophe.

Although Zhu Yujun's appearance didn't show much, his heart suddenly became cold in the face of the cruel reality, so that he stared blankly ahead for a long time, only thinking about three disasters and nine disasters in his mind.

As long as a Mingjun ruled a disaster, it would be regarded as royal inhumanity, not to mention that it was a rare natural disaster in hundreds of years.

I lost my way?

The horror in Zhu Yujun's eyes occupied the brightest part of a pair of eyes, and his handsome face was dull.

The common people can't stand the blow of natural disasters, and they can hurt their muscles and bones once, not to mention the veritable nine times of nine disasters!

In his position, he knows that he should not deviate from the way of ghosts and gods, so he should use the technique of balance. If it weren't for Zhang Zhenren's hard work and profound magic power, he would not go to him specifically for a hexagram. He was half-believed, but in the subsequent Nanwang rebellion, Fu Dang's treason became a illustrious achievement in Zhang Zhen's mouth. The most unacceptable thing is that this great immortal also dismissed him in advance to help him tide over the difficulties.

Now Zhu Yujun doesn't even have anyone to ask questions, he even faithfully prayed that the three disasters would be on Tianjia's body, and the remaining nine difficulties... He would rather Zhenren Zhang not approve, as long as he is not allowed!

However, a paper snowstorm shattered his expectations.

Zhu Yujun thought desperately, there is a snow disaster now, so what is there after the snow disaster?

Military disaster?Plague of locusts?flood?drought?blight?Earthquake?

No matter which one, it is the common people in this world who suffer!

Others don't know the pain in the heart of this Ninth Five-Year Venerable. In contrast, someone who is also an emperor walks in other people's land, watching this person's actions with cold eyes. The contrast is profound, and there is a bit of cold-blooded and cruel impression.

But don't forget, Ji Xianjun is determined to change his fate after seeing the terrible future of Jingtian Shijing with his own eyes.

On the eve of his ascension to the throne, the tribulations and misfortunes that Zhu Yujun encountered were all left over from the way of heaven to play against him, and he can't blame him for not having any empathy.

Just imagine a person developing the Heaven-respecting Beginning Realm that was supposed to be in the wilderness, changing children to eat, floods and droughts, and blizzards invading the city. dream, then this person has definitely put in the most painstaking efforts among all the people, and the credit is also the greatest.

Judging from this, Ji Xianjun is absolutely worthy of the expectations of all people, to be the benchmark of his profession.

But then again, there was a reason why he was so cold.

It should be said that this is a blind spot in the vision of ordinary people, but in the eyes of superiors, it is a natural expression of nature that no longer needs to pretend.

No matter which dynasty it is, the relationship between countries is not peaceful. Even if there is a big gap in national power between the two countries, a qualified monarch will never allow a small country to exist next to his country.

If it is a time of peace, small countries must show a stance of submission and accept the protection and leadership of big countries. If war breaks out, that is even better. These small countries are the first lands to be annexed.

How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch? The wisdom of the ancients profoundly explained how barbaric the king, the best profession in the feudal era, was.

It can be said that there are completely two modes of getting along between countries and between kings and kings. It is possible that kings and kings can still get along happily, but there is only temporary peace between countries.

Coming to a strange land and meeting strange people, Ji Xianjun's behavior couldn't be more normal.

Daqing is in charge of the Central Plains, but it does not plant flags everywhere in this land. At least according to Ji Xianjun's understanding, there is a country called Daliao on the opposite side of the Central Plains, which is eyeing the gate of Qing. There may be another country being built in another land across the river.

The Central Plains is not the only one, and Daqing is not the only overlord in the soil of the Central Plains.

Compared with Ji Xianjun, who dominates the entire realm, Zhu Yujun is really not enough. The territory inside Jingtian Shijing stretches across the seven seas, and has traveled all over the land as early as 300 years ago.When he left, the people in the Jingtian Sect were thinking about what was under the deep sea. The last petition that Ji Xianjun approved when he left was to send some innate people with water attributes to act as mice to wander around the seabed first. Come back and talk about what they have learned, and then they will think about how to send some ordinary people down.

The world of Heaven Respecting Beginning Realm has never been the domain of warriors with deep cultivation bases. Under Ji Xianjun's wise leadership, they know that the seemingly ignorant common people are the root.

So with Ji Xianjun in the lead, many innate people will not hesitate to ask ordinary people to join in when they find "fun".

There are also many ordinary people with extraordinary talents in the lower level of Jingtianshi territory, and the upper level belongs to the scope of practitioners, but the responsibilities of the two parties overlap a lot. He doesn't have too much obsession with power, so the relationship between Jingtianzong's inner and outer sects has always been harmonious, which is unmatched among other sects.

Let’s talk about the science popularization of the Heaven-Respecting Realm for the time being. The point of mentioning so much is that no matter how it compares with Daqing, it can’t be compared with the vigorous development of the Heaven-Respecting Realm.

Using an easy-to-understand description to explain the two, then the Heaven-Respecting Realm is undoubtedly a superpower in the eyes of the world, and it has a lot of potential. Although Daqing also has potential, it cannot be compared with the former from that perspective. Comparison, unless they find another path suitable for their own development.

From a long-term perspective, Ji Xianjun is never short-sighted. He and the system have been to various worlds, but the miracles brought by human beings never stop at lighting a fire with a flint.

He is actually very optimistic about the development potential of the "human" race, but this kind of thinking does not contradict his approach.

Because Daqing is in another world, which is equivalent to a small country built on the opposite side of the world. No matter how powerful the superpower is, before it intends to conquer the whole world, its attitude towards this small country is indifferent and seriously ignored.

The Respect for the Beginning Realm did not intend to cross the boundary to unify the various small thousand worlds, so for Ji Xianjun, Daqing was a bit tasteless, and it was a pity to abandon it.

Play with "it" when necessary, and throw it away after you achieve your goals, that's all.

He can get along well with a single "person" in this world, but it is impossible to make him enthusiastic about other countries.

In fact, this kind of attitude can be seen from the very beginning. What he said to Chu Liuxiang was not my native land, not my subjects. At this moment, I think it has a deep meaning, which is shocking!

It's just that there are very few people who can understand Ji Xianjun's deep meaning, and the reality is that he doesn't intend to sit still like this.

Man has a soul, how can a country be allowed to have no soul?

In a critical moment, he stubbornly rescued himself, and most of the collapsed Daqing Qiyun tossed by Ji Xianjun wailed mournfully over the country.

At the same time, the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty outside the Yanmen Pass who were resisting the Liao army suddenly felt a wave of grief and indignation over the destruction of the country and their families, and their aura broke out at this moment in the state of mourning the army and fighting to death.

Standing on the city wall in military uniform, Hua Manting scrutinized the battle situation with cold eyes, and found that the morale of the Daqing soldiers who had been unable to fight the Liao people for a long time had changed drastically, and the declining army began to counterattack.

Such a strange change puzzled him, but this is a good direction, right?

Hua Manting's eyes were deep, and a snowflake on top of his head fell on his stomach, exuding an unprecedented chill.

The water and soil outside the pass are luxuriant, and the alien races living scattered live in spring and summer. In autumn, the cubs born by the cattle and sheep make them overjoyed. Unless it is a last resort, they are far worse than what the Qing people guessed. They are a group of barbaric and cruel the beast.

But it's all for living, if you can't live, anyone may become a beast.

But this autumn is a season that turns people into beasts.

I don't know why, starting from the newborn lambs, the weak and aging sheep in the flock began to fall one by one, followed by healthy lambs, and then mature sheep. It didn't take long for the cattle to be spared, and the horses Fortunately, there were no problems, but just like the continuous heavy snowfall in the area of ​​Daqing, the first snowflakes outside the pass fell on the green pastures, and soon they were covered with a thin layer of white.

There are some people who have not returned from their travels and have not received any news. Before receiving letters from home, after seeing the situation, there are actually people who splashed ink and strokes under the service of servants, and a small poem was formed and fell in the sky. between snow.

The green field is full of snow and frost, and the crisp white leaves are wrapped in cold shoots.

The powder snow falls from the sky, is it pure in the distance?

It may be poetic or elegant in the pens of literati, but to these aliens, it is the footsteps of death approaching.

The cattle and sheep that had already suffered from the epidemic froze to death without resistance in the face of the early winter.

However, the reality is always cruel, just like the God who has been questioned countless times since ancient times.

The Huns suffered heavy losses this winter, and the number of cattle and sheep died exceeded the critical point of their survival. If they didn't think of a way, a large number of their tribesmen might die this winter.

Just when the leaders of the Huns were too anxious to fall asleep, a mysterious person appeared in their tent.

Uwe Chanyu looked at this man in astonishment, and asked quickly: "You want us to send troops to help Daliao? Why, they are fighting with the Han people. War is a terrible thing. It will devour healthy young people. Men, tell wives to lose their husbands, children to lose their fathers, and parents to lose their children, the Huns cannot get involved!"

However, in this person's eyes, this posturing is nothing more than an internal scorn. He chose the Huns because they suffered the most losses in this disaster. Uwe Shanyu won't last long, and those boys under him will know He insisted on doing this after his own purpose, he thought for sure.

Mysteriously humane: "Please believe that I didn't come here with any malice, I'm helping you, Uwe Shanyu."

Uwe Chanyu looked annoyed.

"I don't understand your Han people's thinking, but you can't use the Huns as wooden warehouse envoys for such a stupid thing as your own people beating your own people!"

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the mysterious man. He didn't expect that Uwe Shanyu could think of such a deep place, but you can't guarantee this. Thinking so, he displayed the art of language.

"Shan Yu, the Han people may be stupid, but they know how to do what is best for them. Just like Shan Yu, you are working hard to choose a place with lush water and grass for more cattle and sheep. The Han people's own efforts are more ambitious. Benefits. Just imagine, standing on the corpse of the 'enemy', we can enjoy gold, women, food, and those silks, satins, and jewels that can't be bought with a thousand dollars. These things are used by the Han people in the pass for themselves. You are not stingy. Then look at you Huns, living hard, with a face full of wind and frost, but still can't survive. But the Han people can use their delicate fingers to eat precious things that you can't afford even if you are frugal, Ug Wei Danyu, don't you think it's unfair?"

Uwe Shanyu was a little moved, and the evidence was that his lower lip kept trembling in the huge inner struggle.

"...You forgot to explain that the Han people are not easy to mess with!"

A smile flashed across the mysterious man's heart, and he was hooked.

"That's why I chose the Liao people as an ally for you. The iron hooves of the Liao people's army are known all over the world. Facing Daliao, Daqing has no way to separate itself. Now is the time for the Huns to come out."

Uwe Chanyu still hesitated: "No, I can't cooperate with you on behalf of everyone."

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind waiting a little longer," the mysterious man said elegantly: "And I want to inform you in advance that the barbarians on the entire grassland are not just the Huns, Jurchen, Khitan, Xianbei, and Tang Dynasty. The declining Turks will be our recruiting targets, and sooner or later the promise will only affect your income after entering the customs."

Uwe Shanyu remained unmoved in front of the huge Jinshan, and said seriously: "I have to discuss it with other people!"

The mysterious man closed his eyes meekly, "I believe Uwe Shanyu will give me good news."

The mysterious man brought a solution to the predicament, but Uwe Shanyu seemed to be in a worse mood than before.

"Uwe."

After the mysterious man left, his wife, who had been with Uwe Chanyu since he was a teenager, walked into the house and comforted Uwe Chanyu's chaotic heart with worried eyes.

She used to be a Turkic, but Emperor Li of the Tang Dynasty eradicated most of the land where Turkic people lived. Now they are separated from each other. She is called Turkic, but she grew up with the Huns, but the good news is that when she grows Later, she contacted a Turkic tribe and married the most powerful warrior among the Huns. The days will always get better and better.

"Sister Yue, why did you come in?" Uwe Shanyu stood up in surprise, but was leaned into his arms by a soft body, "If I don't come in, how long will you have a headache alone?" Uwe Chanyu said His wife looked at him worriedly, "Don't be too stressed, tribal affairs are everyone's business, and sometimes everyone will tell you what to do."

Uwe Shanyu told his wife the man's advice just now with a wry smile.

"This is a temptation, a blatant, naked temptation in front of my eyes, but I saw the light of the knife in front of the Jinshan, and the flames in front of the treasure house. For this temptation, I don't know how many Huns will die in Daqing and Liao people under the iron hooves!"

Uwe Shanyu's wife said in surprise, "Why are there Liao people? Isn't he our ally?"

Uwe Shanyu shook his head, as if he didn't want to say any more.

His wife nestled docilely in his arms, which made him look much better, but when the crisis was imminent and he couldn't help but start thinking wildly, his wife's soft voice rang in his ears.

Uwe Shanyu's wife: "Why don't you take a look at the situation in the clan?"

Uwe Chanyu: "What?" Subconsciously said, his wife had already pulled out of the tent, among the white snow, the lamb's corpses were lying on the ground, and people couldn't tell which of them died of illness and which died of freezing, so they had to burn them all Otherwise, if they eat diseased meat, they will get sick. Obviously, the tribe of the Huns can no longer withstand the blow of people getting sick.

But Uwe Chanyu seemed to be stabbed by this scene, and stepped back in panic, his wife's voice made up his mind for him.

"The Turkic tribe I know has already decided to agree," Uwe Shanyu's wife folded her hands on her chest, leaning on the colorful tent and said lightly: "The Turks after the Tang Dynasty are the weakest among the Hu people outside the pass. They can't afford it more than us."

Uwe Chanyu quivered his lips.

His wife turned a blind eye and continued: "We need food, we have to survive the winter, our horses' hooves have conquered the Central Plains, and there was no shortage of food to attack Daqing before, Uwe, you have to think about them."

In his wife's words, Uwe Shanyu saw the crying children hugging the dead lamb beside the fire, but compared with the children who still had the right to cry loudly, those adults with numb expressions were more pathetic.

No one knows whether this disease will break out in humans, but before that, everyone knew that there was not enough food, and this winter came earlier and colder than before.

Uwe Shanyu suddenly became old in the face of the harsh reality, and ordered with a heavy expression: "Go and call the warriors from the tribe, and Gou □□ is the same."

Gou □□ is their child, and he was able to ride a horse just last year, but Uwe Shanyu decided to let him participate, already planning to teach him to be a real leader of the Huns.

Uwe Shanyu, who was distracted by the disaster in front of him, didn't see his wife when he left, and there was a glint of darkness in his eyes.

Even knowing he wouldn't understand a woman's concerns.

Although Uwe Shanyu was a former warrior, he is already old. In a few years, Shanyu's position will be taken away by other warriors, or he can wait until Gou □ grows up, and the most important thing is his wife 20 years younger than him.

Convincing Uwe was the idea of ​​the Turkic tribal leader who contacted her. They needed an umbrella, and she also needed more support after Uwe left.

Under the vast sky, everyone has all kinds of small thoughts, and the vast land is never short of self-interested figures.

Soon, all ethnic groups in the grassland will receive the news that the Huns decided to go to Daqing to grab food, and many tribes that were not persuaded before will start to move.

Because they know that compared to outside the pass, the land belonging to the Han people inside the pass is studded with gems and gold, and women are much more delicate than those outside the pass!

When they decided to let the footsteps of destruction fall on Qing, a barrier belonging to the Han people, a situation that was most unfavorable to Daqing was finally formed.

This was a situation where the garden was full of flowers, and Zhu Yujun and the others tried their best to avoid it!

Chu Liuxiang, who was traveling around all day long, had to leave the comfortable big boat for a reason, and went to Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion thousands of miles away to meet the new master.

Well, we are all acquaintances, so it is meaningless to speak official language.

Yuan Suiyun, what do you want me to do?

Chu Liuxiang was surprised that when she just arrived, someone actually greeted her with kind words and deeds.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"What did you say?" Yuan Suiyun raised his head with a warm smile after he stopped holding Cai Cai's hand.

Chu Liuxiang looked up at the sky: "No, I just felt that I might have fallen into someone's way when I was on my way. Otherwise, how can I see you being so kind to me?"

Yuan Suiyun said indifferently: "Do I treat you well?"

Chu Liuxiang thought for a while, and said sincerely: "It's not bad, it's just that you have nothing to do to be courteous, you let me be silly."

"Pa——" Yuan Suiyun put down his chopsticks, his face turned blue, "If you don't eat a toast, you'll be punished."

Chu Liuxiang obediently said: "This is normal."

Yuan Suiyun choked, it wasn't the first time he discovered that this guy was his nemesis, but it was never as profound as it is today.

Chu Liuxiang pinched the wings of her nose to lift her spirits, he was also tired after such a long journey.

"Just tell me, why did you call me here?"

Yuan Suiyun glanced at him: "Have you forgotten? Xuejiazhuang."

Chu Liuxiang was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Because of being called away by Ji Xianjun halfway, I really forgot.

"No, I was just captured by a monster! Can't you be responsible for the rest?"

Yuan Suiyun smiled and said: "Do you think it is suitable for me to do this?"

"What... er..." Chu Liuxiang's voice stopped in shock, and he thought of the rumors in the Jianghu about Yuan Suiyun's return to Bat Island.

"Every mouth makes money, and the accumulation of ruins destroys the bones. It turns out that you are not talented, and you haven't planned to put on the hat of evil ways at a young age."

Chu Liuxiang subconsciously said: "Didn't you do this before?"

"At that time, people knew that the bat boy was not Yuan Suiyun," Yuan Suiyun said calmly, "but not now, everyone knows that the bat boy is Yuan Suiyun."

Chu Liuxiang: "Okay, I'll take care of it, but if it's just such a trivial matter, can you pass the letter to me?"

After the promise, he expressed his doubts in confusion, and Yuan Suiyun said clearly: "Actually, I found something."

Chu Liuxiang: "What's the matter?"

Yuan Suiyun: "Have you heard of Nameless Island?"

Chu Liuxiang: "Huh? Is it related to Bat Island?"

Yuan Suiyun pondered and said: "When I went back this time, I deliberately checked the personnel on the island and pulled out many nails from the Tsingyi Building and the killer organization. But besides that, I also found clues about Wuming Island."

Chu Liuxiang frowned: "The same nature as Bat Island?"

"I don't know, but it should be the same." Yuan Suiyun recalled that the person wanted to lure himself to join before his death, and suddenly said with a bad face: "Also in the South China Sea, the nameless island has always belonged to the scope of legends."

Chu Liuxiang had a flash of inspiration: "Speaking of which, I seem to have talked about Wuming Island when I chatted with Gong Jiu before."

Yuan Suiyun asked in surprise, "Have you ever said that?"

"There are a lot of things going on recently, and I'm not sure," Chu Liuxiang smiled wryly, who would have been involved in a few months of scandal at the Tian family, and at the same time investigating a secret organization behind the scenes, and was finally captured by monsters and trapped in an abandoned building with a group of female ghosts? Inside the ancient temple, this person's memory of the past few months will be blurred.

There are too many things that impact, and some things that don't care about are naturally forgotten.

Yuan Suiyun said: "No matter what, just find someone to ask clearly."

"That's right," Chu Liuxiang picked up a few famous dishes from Shanxi before he wanted to eat them, and suddenly said while eating, "How is Ji Xianjun?"

After that day, a certain person disappeared, but the rescued Chu Liuxiang didn't appreciate him at all.

Can you imagine?As soon as he got out of the abyss at the gate of the temple, he almost didn't roll down, and stopped dangerously on the edge, until Yuan Suiyun and the others came to build a cable bridge for him. Fortunately, everyone's lightness kung fu is in good condition, otherwise the cable bridge would not be good. Can't stand it.

Yuan Suiyun recalled someone's life in seclusion.

"He doesn't seem to have any plans to come out again."

"is it?"

"Addicted to writing books."

"what?"

Chu Liuxiang raised his head in astonishment, Yuan Suiyun said seriously: "Really."

It's just that the book caused an uproar three months later.

The black and white double lists that have been silent for many years are hung on the zenith together. The highest mountain in history is undoubtedly Mount Tai. Those who have the ability to climb to the top will see their names on the two lists without exception.

100 people on the black list.

The tool is the evil faction who has disappeared or is still active in the martial arts for more than 100 years.

Among them, the name of Yu Luocha, the master of the Western Demon Cult, is the most eye-catching.

White List 100 people.

Gu is an expert who has been famous for a long time in these years. Among the new heroes, Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang are impressively listed.

Counting it down, names such as Sikong Zhaixing, Huamanlou, Yuan Suiyun and others are also on the list.

It is worth noting that the first place in the White List, Yuan Dongyuan, made many people who had doubts about Wuzheng Villa lose their minds.

However, it is the top ten in the double list that really worries the people of Jianghu.

They were shocked to find that many dead characters existed on the list, and they also found many characters who should have "died" under Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

The town at the foot of Mount Tai has been overcrowded recently, and there are many people from the rivers and lakes sitting in the inn and teahouse.

When someone drinks tea and hears a scholar talk about what happened in the rivers and lakes recently, someone will personally explain it.

But today is different from the past, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng appeared at the entrance of the town in white clothes, and the sword god and sword fairy came hand in hand. This scene beyond everyone's imagination was discovered in the real world, and everyone took a big breath of air conditioning at the same time. Suppression.

When Ye Gucheng saw Ximen Chuixue, he nodded: "You are here."

Ximen Chuuxue responded, "You're here too."

They look at each other.

Ye Gucheng: "I'm here to find someone."

Ximen Chuuxue: "I'm also looking for someone."

Look at each other silently.

"Don't go."

Then the two white-clothed Sheng Xue but dressed in different styles parted ways on the way. During the conversation, the people on both sides of the street were stunned and did not understand how they communicated for a long time.

It is said that wherever there is excitement, there will be Lu Xiaofeng, the excitement at the foot of Mount Tai, of course he will come whenever he wants.

Sikong Zhaixing who was with him once again crushed him with lightness kung fu, causing him to lose miserably in the bet with no money in his pocket.

The inns in the town are already too crowded for people, not to mention that Lu Xiaofeng is a model of true money and face, and the boss can't give him credit for his sake.

When the tragedy of the suspected prodigal son living on the streets was about to happen, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up when he heard the news that Ximen Chuixue had arrived, and he felt a sense of surprise that he was reborn after the disaster.

"Ximen Ximen, don't go so fast!"

While muttering in his heart, he quickly ran towards the quietest place among the crowd.

The moment he saw Ximen Chuuxue, tears filled his eyes, and his stomach grumbled in response to the occasion.

He blinked, and Lu Xiaofeng said cutely: "Is there a shortage of people?"

In front of Ximen Chuuxue was a table of the best meals. Although the level of delicacy was not comparable to that of Wanmei Villa, it was the best in this place, and it was also the best in the eyes of hungry people.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer, Lu Xiaofeng tried harder: "Is there a shortage of people? The ones who can eat."

"Pfft, Lu Xiaofeng, you seem to be reincarnated from starvation."

Lu Xiaofeng looked around in search of fame, and Sun Xiuqing, who was dressed in green, had his arms resting on the handrail on the side of the stairs, with a faint smile like the shadow of a bamboo on his face.

"Sun Xiuqing!" He cried out in shock, and then immediately looked at Ximen Chuuxue, his eyes suddenly became ambiguous.

Sun Xiuqing was obviously in a good mood. She waved at him and came downstairs. She still looked like she was dressed in Emei Sixiu's time, but there was a cold beam of light in the sheath around her waist, which made her stand before and after she drew her sword. The difference is huge, but everyone knows that she is different from before.

This young swordsman is ranked No. 16 in the white list. Considering her age and Ximen Chuuxue's rank of No. 12, it can be seen that her strength is far superior to the swordsmen in the world.

Lu Xiaofeng swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "I thought your ranking would be higher than Ximen Chuuxue, usually you fight very well."

Sun Xiuqing smiled and said: "I am taller than him in terms of swordsmanship, but the ranking is not like this. What I am short of him is an obvious flaw."

Ximen Chuixue remained silent, but Lu Xiaofeng anxiously asked, "What is it?"

Sun Xiuqing: "Yes."

Lu Xiaofeng's facial expression froze, a person like him who doesn't know what the truth is can't discuss such a profound topic.

Sun Xiuqing: "I don't know where my way is."

Ximen Chuuxue raised his head at this moment, and said calmly, "You will find it."

Sun Xiuqing: "I also believe that I will find it."

Her self-confidence is not without reason, just like some warriors will suddenly realize, but it would be a lie to say that there is no sign at all during the period, Sun Xiuqing now has a premonition that her chance is here, but specifically...

In order to pursue elegance, the innkeeper has no windows on the entire second floor, only a circle of railings.Below the railing is the street, and diners can lean on it and watch the world go by. With a jug of turbid wine, it is not surprising that this inn is the best inn within a radius of tens of miles.

But no matter how good the inn is, it is a bit out of place in the winter. Fengya does not need temperature, and snowflakes do not have temperature. They float in from outside the railing and fall on Ximen Chuixue's shoulders. One body, no trace of its fall can be seen.

However, more and more snow fell outside the house, and these elves, which turned the world into pure white, fell on the green trees, embellishing the scenery extraordinarily beautifully.

But Sun Xiuqing frowned: "It's snow again."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "It's been snowing everywhere lately."

Ximen Chuuxue took the last mouthful of hot porridge, wiped his hands with a warm towel, and said, "Two Samuel trees in Wanmei Villa were crushed."

Lu Xiaofeng's heart tightened.

Sun Xiuqing spoke his mind.

"Disaster."

The rivers and lakes have always been a noisy place, even if disasters happen everywhere, they will still be lively when it should be lively, and will not consider whether it is out of season.

Sometimes martial arts is like living in the world of ordinary people, but they are two completely different concepts of doing things.

When this happens, some people will talk about the disaster in their hometown while drinking, but they will still rush to the big event that will cause a storm in the martial arts world when they encounter black and white double rankings.

Are you saying that Jianghu people don't have the seven emotions and six desires?No, are you saying they are cruel and heartless?Nor is it.

Since a long time ago, there has been no shortage of ancient and warm-hearted heroes in the Jianghu. It can only be said that the worldview is different, and the important things in their eyes are also different.

And the behind-the-scenes mastermind who started this upsurge couldn't stay at home anymore.

The heavy snow that fell from the sky fell around the mansion separately, forming a thick layer of snow. People who went out recently wrapped themselves up thickly. The inner three layers and the outer three layers looked like a ball.

Cars and horses were also extremely careful when crossing the avenue, so as not to surprise the nobles inside, but the road was slippery in snowy weather, accidents always happened inadvertently.

"Get out of the way!"

The galloping carriage was galloping on the snowy ground at high speed, even though the main road was cleared by someone from the government, but the remnant snow had not disappeared and there was new snow, the horseshoes slipped, and a heavy carriage uncontrollably turned into a destroyer on the driveway.

The groom driving the carriage tried his best to control the frightened horse, but the carriage was still a white shadow rushing forward uncontrollably.

As they got closer and closer, despair appeared in the driver's eyes.

This was the carriage of a rich family nearby, and it was carrying the wife and daughter of the rich family. They had just rushed back after returning to their hometown, but they did not expect to encounter such a disaster.

Now that things have happened, I can only hope that this young man will not be implicated.

The coachman thought in his heart, but the situation was urgent, and it was still unknown whether he would have enough time to think about it.

"Old man, the road is slippery in snowy weather, and horses are prone to accidents. It's better not to go out if it's not necessary."

With a cold voice, accompanied by a stream of elegant snow, the crazy horses were immediately docile under the man's hands, as if they had never been rampant before, and then the man left with a flick of his sleeves.

The coachman was reminiscing about the few piano sounds that rang in his ears just now, and the other party’s voice brought him back to his senses. He wanted to thank him, but when he looked around, the white shadow that merged with the pure white between the sky and the earth had already moved further and further away. Far.

"... Strange man..." The coachman is not young, and has seen many people over the years, but he couldn't help being amazed at the sudden appearance of this person who saved himself from the fire, and then he returned to the people in the carriage and cared Asked: "Ma'am, Miss, are you all right?"

After a long time, a weak voice came from inside the carriage.

"Hurry up... go back first, please be safe, don't let this kind of disaster happen again."

The coachman quickly responded, "I see!"

Prince Changqin committed a fault of literati's elegance when he went out this time, but Ji Xianjun didn't want to move at all. He went out of the city by himself and admired Kazuki's wild plums growing in the snow for a long time. The unique character of this flower made him sigh It was a good trip, but it didn't take long for him to feel bored, so he returned.

Will save the coachman, but I have seen many people's livelihoods are difficult in recent days. When I rescued him, I said that sentence to excuse him, so the coachman was very grateful.

After all, in this kind of weather, no matter how skilled the driver is, accidents are prone to happen. With his words, the driver will be able to avoid a lot of blame when he goes back.

After all, he is a hard-working person, the prince Changqin has three souls and seven souls, and his temperament is no longer so cynical. Although the paranoia in his bones has not changed, his behavior in the world has become softer.

Returning to the mansion, avoiding the hot towel brought by the maid, and walking towards Ji Xianjun's laziness place, it was true when he entered the house, the ground dragon in the room was so hot that he could see the heat of summer, but the most terrifying But it looks like someone wholesales obscene clothes and is tired and lazy.

"Is Maodong not good in winter?"

Unable to understand his appearance, Prince Changqin took off his shoes and entered the room, and let the cold air in his body erode someone's warmth nonchalantly, causing Ji Xianjun to protest again and again.

Prince Changqin removed the coat that was stained with snow and melted on the clothes leaving some water stains after entering the door. Ji Xianjun sat down and finished it. There were warm teacups piled up on the flat checkered table. He brewed a cup for himself. Han tea soup, and when he looked up, a certain lazy person had already sat down at the table, looking at his performance, he seemed to think that he would definitely give him a cup.

The prince Changqin hehe.

"Soak yourself."

Ji Xianjun suddenly became sluggish, he didn't want to move at all recently.

Wen Tun drank a cup of hot water, feeling himself warmed up, Prince Changqin squinted at someone.

"This heavy snow is your credit?"

It is impossible for Ji Xianjun not to hear that what Prince Changqin said was ironic, but he did not mean to avoid it.

"To be precise, the Dragon Qi has changed too much recently, and the Qing Dynasty's Qi luck is insufficient. Dragon Qi and Qi luck are originally one. Only with the continuous replenishment of Dragon Qi can the country's Qi luck be more prosperous and finally form a new Dragon Qi to replenish the dragon veins. But my recent practice not only consumes