Don't dare to mess with [system]

Unknowingly, the weather began to get colder and colder. The further north, the lower the temperature.

Until suddenly one day, a piece of small and pure white snowflakes fell down and merged into the soil. It was light snow at first, and after a few days, the snow gradually became bigger. The plain-wrapped city.

The young man was walking in the heavy snow, wearing an extremely thin white robe that was blown up by the wind, but he seemed calm and indifferent as if he didn't know the cold.

His steps were extremely light, stepping on the thick snow layer, soundlessly, as if it was so light without weight, crystal snowflakes fell on his cheeks, and then slid down, the delicate and white skin was like porcelain without temperature, It's so cold that even the snow can't melt.

The boy walked alone in the heavy snow, his thin body was almost covered by the wind and snow all over the sky.

In the distance, there were two voices whispering, and a slightly shrill voice said, "Is he alone?"

Another slightly deeper voice replied, "It seems so."

The shrill voice hesitated: "Then... shall we do it? Or wait for the ancestor to come?"

"Let's see the situation first."

The two of them followed the young man for a long time. Ever since a cultivator knew how to use the flying magic weapon, it is rare for a cultivator to travel on his legs. Seeing that the young man had been walking in the heavy snow for two days and two nights, he did not A little tired feeling.

The shrill voice was a thin middle-aged man with a white face and no beard. He looked at the young man's little back and couldn't help but ask, "Where is this man going?"

Another monk with a slightly dark face replied, "It looks like we're going north."

"Could it be that he wants to walk? It's a bit strange that he doesn't eat, drink or sleep."

The black-faced monk said without raising his head: "Why do you care about him so much? The person the ancestor told us to look for must be different from ordinary people."

"But he's not..." the thin middle-aged monk said, stretched out his arms and flapped his wings, and made a movement of flapping his wings, with a puzzled tone: "Isn't he able to fly?"

The black-faced cultivator couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said mockingly: "Do you dare to believe that little girl Murong Yanqiong? What about Huofeng? Can you see a living Phoenix?"

"No, no." The thin monk murmured, and after a while, he couldn't help arguing: "But this is the order of the ancestor, isn't it?"

"It's just because the ancestor ordered it," the black-faced monk said with a hey, "otherwise, who would be willing to come out in such a horrible weather?"

Even if cultivators are not afraid of the cold and heat, walking in the snow day and night like this, they will not be able to bear it, and their spiritual power will gradually be consumed. Not to mention, when the weather is too cold, the circulation of the spiritual energy in the dantian will also be slightly stagnant Unsmooth and very irritating.

They have been following the Tianzihao reward order for four or five days, and they found his trace in Dongyan Town. After searching all the way, they finally found him.

The two of them followed the white-clothed boy in silence for a long time again, when the skinny monk suddenly said, "Chen Daoyou, tell me...why dare you show up so big for a reward order for this name? Doesn't he know how many people are coveting that place now?" Is the reward reward?"

As long as he thought about the divine weapon and the fairy weapon, he felt a surge of blood in his heart, and he almost couldn't hold it back.

The dark-faced cultivator surnamed Chen seemed to know his intentions, looked ahead, snorted and said, "You better be calm and calm, Daoist Xiao, I guess he knows."

The monk surnamed Xiao didn't know why, so the monk surnamed Chen rushed forward to get off work, and signaled with his eyes: "here."

The cultivator surnamed Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly. At this time, the wind and snow were getting stronger. In order not to startle the snake, he did not use his consciousness. Just looking at it like this, he found three figures in front of the young man in front of him.

When he realized what had happened, he couldn't help but take a breath: "Hiss... Really, just come when you say it?"

The young man walking alone in the wind and snow is undoubtedly Qi Yu. Since Cheng Linlin was taken away by the man in gray, he and Zang Xue and others searched for the whereabouts of the man in gray, but the man seemed to have evaporated out of thin air. Usually, they searched almost half of the eastern seaboard, but they still couldn't find the slightest trace of him.

After more than ten days like this, the search failed, Qiyu counted the days, and resolutely put forward the idea of ​​leaving, not because he was impatient, but because the reward order of Chihai Tower was about to expire, if If you don't hand in the task again, I'm afraid that the task will become invalid and it will be too late to release it again.

Qiyu mentioned this, Sizhi and the others couldn't say anything, after all, Qiyu has been able to help them until now, and it has been done to the utmost. When Qiyu left, Zangxue said to him: "That piece of dragon scale you Take it easy, if you encounter fatal danger, just crush the dragon scales, and this seat will definitely come to help you."

Although Qiyu didn't really believe that day would come, he received Zangxue's wishes and nodded in agreement, then bid farewell to the three of them, and took the fox to the north alone.

I don’t know how long I’ve been walking along the way, but it started snowing halfway, Qi Yu was worried that the fox would be cold, so she put it into the spirit animal bag that Si Zhi gave her, recalling the map of the Xuanwu Continent in her mind, there was a long road in front of her. After entering the Grand Canyon, they arrived at the territory of Guizong. After passing through here, and walking a little further, there was Mount Qingtai.

Seeing that when he was about to enter the canyon, three men suddenly appeared in front of him, and they looked menacing, Qi Yu was a little taken aback, and stopped in his tracks.

A monk in a gray-blue robe spoke slowly, with a stern tone: "Are you Qiyu?"

Qi Yu glanced at him, the face was extremely strange, it was someone he had never seen before, not only him, but he had never seen the other two people either, maybe they came here for the so-called Tianzihao reward order.

He hummed, and then said softly, "I am, what's the matter?"

I didn't expect him to admit it so readily, the monk was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "I have admired your name for a long time, and I will hold a banquet in the dormitory, and I specially invite fellow Taoists to come over to talk about it. I don't know how the friendship will be?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he only heard two clangs, like swords attacking each other, but the other two sent the magic weapon. From this posture, Qi Yu didn't agree, and he was going to be tough.

In the silent air, it seemed as if the sound of heavy snow falling to the ground could be heard. Qi Yu didn't speak, and confronted several people in the snow. : "I have something urgent, so I won't go."

The man in the gray-blue robe sneered: "It's up to you."

Before he finished speaking, a silver light suddenly rushed towards Qi Yu's face, with a formidable aura, one could tell at a glance that the person who made the attack was extremely ruthless, the monk in the gray-blue robe was shocked and cursed: "Idiot! To live!"

Hearing this, the cultivator who made the move shuddered immediately, and before he could retract his hand, he heard a clank coming from the front, as if breaking gold and breaking jade, which was extremely ear-piercing in the air.

He was shocked, and looked intently, only to see that the young man in white stretched out a hand, and directly grabbed his magic weapon with his bare hands. , making a humming sound in the air, almost wanting to get out of the shackles, and must see the blood to return.

Qi Yu looked at the thin sharp blade, which was shining with spiritual light, so sharp that it seemed that just looking at it would make people feel chills. He frowned slightly, and then made a move that no one expected. With a light flick of the fingertips, a few tiny snowflakes even bounced off.

The cultivator didn't know why he felt bad, and the next moment, the Shura Mother Knife in Qi Yu's hand made a crisp clicking sound, as if it was the cry of a magic weapon before it died.

Everyone was stunned, that was the magic weapon of Zhongpin!Just rubbing it like this, just... rubbing it?

The monk in the gray-blue robe looked suspiciously at his companion, is this a fake?

The monk was so distressed that he almost vomited blood!Even if I am a Jindan high-level cultivation base, it is something that can be met but not sought after if I want to get a good magic weapon. Right now, my teacher is unfavorable, and I was easily destroyed. Staring at the half of the letter in the snow Dao, his eyes were almost red with anger.

Just at this moment, a black iron chain jumped out of the thick snow layer by surprise, and went straight to Qi Yu's body, binding him tightly in the blink of an eye, and tied him back and forth dozens of times.

The grey-blue robed monk smiled in satisfaction, and said to his companion who was still hurting about his magic weapon: "If you catch him, you will naturally get the magic weapon and fairy weapon. Why bother with this mere magic weapon? It's really petty."

Hearing this, the man thought about it, and then he became happy, and the three of them got together to discuss how to deal with Qi Yu.

They were summing up, and the cultivators surnamed Chen and the cultivators surnamed Xiao who were following Qiyu were also summing up. The cultivator surnamed Xiao scratched his head anxiously, and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, what should we do? All three of them are at the advanced stage of Golden Core , you and I can't fight, when the ancestor arrives, but the person is lost, how can you and I make a deal?"

The monk surnamed Chen smacked his mouth, frowned and said, "Let me think of a way."

The cultivator surnamed Xiao was so anxious that his eyebrows were about to fly, he tugged at him and said, "Then you should think about it quickly, I said at the beginning that I would arrest people and send them directly to the ancestors, but you didn't do anything , now that the cooked duck is going to fly into someone else's pot, it's okay if the ancestor doesn't know, but if he misses this time, how can you and I take care of it?"

The cultivator surnamed Chen was tired of hearing it, raised his eyes inadvertently, was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly: "Brother Xiao, this duck... I'm afraid it's really going to fly..."