[Thunderbolt Tobacco City] Ren Pingsheng, Nine Layers of Smoke and Snow

The author has something to say: I was completely dumbfounded when Dan Gong fell in the last chapter. After pondering the mentality of the great master for a long time, and then pondering the mentality of Dan Gong for a long time, I really dig a hole and bury myself!Thanks for Qihangsang's suggestion, I finally didn't write "The great master hugged Dan Gong and asked 'what should I do with you if there is no descendant'" 233333 [Nima, I laughed all night about this stalk hahahahahaha

And the second volume is finally coming to an end~ I have to give the Ice King a grand exit, so I mobilize all Hengdian young and old to act as extras, showing my happy (?) It's very frustrating to be able to use your Frozen Thousand Miles!Come, come, the author, I don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, so please seal it up!Then go back with peace of mind!

The solitary lamp of Leng Chuang's fame stayed up all night, and at dawn it finally ran out of oil, and the flame gradually dimmed, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke with a "chick".

The incense burner was silent, and Shiyan of the ancient mausoleum was in a trance all night, and finally began to look at the "Heart Sutra" written in gold letters on the purple gold stove one by one inexplicably.

For half his life, no matter what the situation is, he can have no worries, form is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from form.

But Gong Wuhou suddenly lost consciousness and fell into his arms, he was so dazed for a moment.

He didn't come back to his senses until the aroma of tea was like splashing water on his face.

All the time, I just watched him walk with his sword, the sky was filled with haze, his bones were cold and haughty, and he looked down on the common people, even a random piece of embroidery on his robe was as gorgeous as a phoenix.He never knew what it was to admit defeat and retreat, even if he swallowed his hatred and swallowed defeat, it was just adding fuel to the burning fighting spirit.

He had never seen Gong Wuhou so vulnerable.The thick and long eyelashes are like the folded wings of a butterfly, casting shadows on the jade-like pale face, and the setting sun indifferently shines down, giving rise to an indescribable sadness for some reason.The red clothes were stained, but it seemed that he couldn't keep any warmth from his body. He felt cold when he touched him - he had obviously retreated at the last moment, but at this moment he still seemed to be hugging a dead body with no descendants.

There was a throbbing pain in my heart at first, and after the gap between my fingers, a wave of anger rolled over.

As the holder of the Eye of Blood and Tears, he can easily break through the bottleneck that ordinary people can only overcome in years or even more than ten years.In an honorable position, stomping your feet casually can shake the ground in Yandu.No matter how you want to make waves, I will follow you, and all the smoke will accompany you.It is all about revenge and revenge, as long as you can do it, Guling Shiyan's life is waiting for you at any time. ——What else in this world can stop you?What reason is there to be vulnerable?

Just like a god-given Lingpu, I am overjoyed, after polishing it, the beautiful jade will become a beautiful jade, but the blemishes will suddenly appear, and I am shocked-the great master has never been so frustrated, and he secretly scolded the useless person with shaking hands Apprentice overnight.

At the end of the day, another name came to mind——Zhu Han.It's just such a small role, and it's easy to provoke Dan Gong to be impatient and shaken. He must never stay and never forgive him.He almost wanted to call Jin Wuzhen back immediately, and let him use the more than 180 sets of punishments on this servant one by one to relieve his hatred.

After the summer, the days are long and the nights are short. At the beginning of Fangmao, the sunlight has already applied a thin layer of bright color to the mullioned windows.

There was a soft rustle in the courtyard, and Guling Shiyan slightly raised his eyes.He was in a bad mood, and the words he said were rare and blunt: "What are you doing here again? Go back!"

Just as the visitor was about to speak, he was blocked for a moment. He froze for a moment, opened his mouth, but was speechless again.

The great master was standing there in one breath, his heart was burning: how could he not worry about anyone he taught. "It's none of your business here! How did Zhugong tell you before?"

It was very quiet all around.

As soon as Guling Shiyan finished speaking, he felt regretful again.

However, the tacit understanding has been developed for many years, and it was not developed overnight. In the awkward silence, Nishinomiya Diaoying's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a faint smile: "It's the apprentice who is worrying too much. There are always talented people around the master." After saying that, he bowed slightly and turned around quietly went.

The branches and leaves of the courtyard are whirling, and the morning smoke is lingering.His back is straight, his gait is dignified, and his long hair hangs straight down his waist, making him look even more graceful.

Gu Ling Shiyan stared at the figure in a daze for a while before realizing the meaning of Xigong Diaoying's words, but the person had gone far away.

Gong Wuhou didn't wake up until the sun was bright.

It seemed that I saw my father again in my dream.

In fact, he rarely dreamed of his biological father.On the one hand, he was taught not to eat or sleep, and on the other hand, the time he spent with his biological father was too short, and he had no memory of the one before the age of two, and the one at the age of five was too tragic and painful, so there was little material for dreaming There are very few of them.

He sat up and tried to catch some fragments of his dream.It was about the same winter when his father was holding him and trying to escape from Yandu. In the shadowy maze, there was no specific plot, but it seemed that he could hear a clear and powerful heartbeat.Such a familiar rhythm gives people an instant sense of security, as if even if they are on a desperate journey, they will definitely find life by this person's side.

Just when he was about to sit under the quilt and rely on this vague imagination to survive his most desolate, unwilling, and difficult time like an ostrich, Zhu Han suddenly stumbled in from the outside: "Young master! It's the ice king! Ice king!" The king is coming!"

A mere Ice King is nothing to worry about, even with Shulou Longsu, a huge smoke can greet him, but a move of freezing thousands of miles can kill the whole smoke.

"This is the forbidden curse of the Ice Tower. Once it is cast, the smoke will go up and down except for the great master, and it will be difficult to survive." Xuan Ming said to Long Su with his usual calmness.

But Long Su covered his mouth with a fan in surprise.

Xuan Ming smiled and said, "Long Shou looks very surprised. Could it be that he felt compassion for the people of Yandu? If that's the case, Xuan Ming is no match for Long Shou."

Long Su shook his head: "Long Su doesn't pride himself on being a good person, so there's no way he has any compassion. It's just that he simply feels that this behavior is not like the Bing King's style."

"The confrontation between Binglou and Yandu has long since ended. It's just the winner and the loser. There is no 'Ice King'. The country is gone, but the family is still there. At this moment, my only concern is the emperor's sister. Yandu will also die." I'm ready, just wait for me to send the head. Unfortunately, I don't want to just follow their wish. Besides, even if I go to the door like this, the fog formation around Yandu is enough to trap You and I, simply draw the bottom of the pot and resolve it with one move. Moreover, Guling Siyan certainly would not have expected that I would have the courage to make such a ruthless attack, which would just make them flustered for a while. sister."

Frost on the ten faces was magnificent, Long Su took advantage of the Yandu Formation to disappear into the ice and snow, and performed lightness kung fu to sweep straight up the silent mountain forest.Recalling the conversation with Xuanming last night, I feel anxious: the so-called "forbidden curse" is so harmful to the sky and life, most of the casters will suffer backlash and shorten their lifespan.But this is indeed the most straightforward method. Relying on his bloodthirsty physique, he can pass without hindrance, and what he saw along the way, the silver-white frost and snow are like a feather of death, slowly covering the brocade of Yanxia Yandu. The beautiful mountains and rivers, birds and beasts are buried in the chilling silence.

Tantai Wuzhu dodges in, but sees Xigong Diaoying sitting in a daze in the study, the folding fan is quicker than anything else, and flies past his face.

Nishinomiya Diaoying dodged instinctively, the fan brushed against his face, and was caught by his left hand.

"You are becoming more and more decent as the master, and you are still in a daze!"

Xigong Diaoying was startled, and saw that the sky behind Tantai Wuzhu suddenly changed, the wind and rain were about to come, the frost was rolling and the clouds were heavy, and the snow and sleet were rolling, and suddenly he rose in shock: "Ice building?"

Tantai Wuzhu nodded: "I'm afraid it's the 'Frozen Thousand Miles' of the Ice King."

Yan Du took all precautions, and he didn't expect Xuanming to directly choose this path of desperation.

"'Frozen Thousand Miles' is a forbidden spell, and the caster of the spell will be punished by the heavens, but Xuan Ming didn't care about it?" Xigong Diaoying was so shocked that his hands and feet went cold.

Tantai Wuzhu said coldly: "I have ordered Ban Ting and Yu Ting to take all the people in the city to the nearest mountain to take refuge with the dark pavilion, and the people in the smoke tower will be handed over to you. Hurry up and call Shang Wuhou, together Avoid Poyantai!"

Frozen thousands of miles is dangerous, but the more powerful the spell, the longer it takes to cast, and the air of the ice building is subsidence, the higher the terrain, the slower the progress, the smoke is located in the Guangtai Changshan Mountain, the forest Precipitous, known as the "mountain within a mountain", Poyantai is the highest place in Yandu, driving the people up the mountain is indeed the most feasible expedient measure at the moment.

Nishinomiya Diaoying figured out the whole situation in an instant, and rushed to dispatch people immediately.

When he reached the door, he turned back and asked, "Where is Master?"

Tantai Wuzhu thought: I am looking for him too!You big disciple don't know? "If you and I still need to worry about the safety of the Grandmaster, the smoke would have been extinguished three times!"

Nishinomiya Diaoying threw the fan to him, turned around and left the courtyard.

Tantai Wuzhu made up his mind, thinking of Shuang Yueyue who was imprisoned, he immediately pulled out the thread in his messy heart.

The smoke is messy.

The whole city was still in a daze and was about to wake up, but it heard the sound of walking in the streets and alleys, and then all kinds of things dumped, screams, and yelling came from one or two households, and gradually spread throughout the city like a plague, in all directions It's endless, until it boils and turns to the sky.A city that was originally graceful and arrogant and looked down on foreigners, under the force of the frost that was surrounding and gathering on all sides, it was as if it was picked up by a pair of invisible hands and shaken to pieces.

According to Tantai Wuzhu's instructions and the distribution of Yandu's main streets, the Anting Yimai divided the whole city into large and small 16-yuan areas, and drove people from house to house to the nearest mountain.

At this time, the city is already covered by dark clouds, the sky is full of snow, and the severe cold of nine cold days is coming without warning in the dog days, with an ominous feeling like the end of the world.In normal times, such a spectacle would surely have attracted countless Toi-kuns to criticize current events, criticize the power, and pretend to be cynical, to prove how meaningful their lives are.But at this moment, all people, no matter how high or low, are fighting for a safe haven.There are those who bring their family and their mouths, with strength gushing out of nowhere, carrying their hands on their shoulders, carrying the whole family to the mountain; There are those who regard wealth as their destiny, think that this is also valuable, and that is also precious, big bags and small bags, gold and silver soft, porcelain vases and jade, carry them all the way, and leave all the way; Loitering around in the host's house and in the west's house, took a lot of things by hand, and then jumped into the torrent of the mountain without revealing anything; No nonsense, just stun and drag away...

The cold wind blows the ground, destroying the vegetation.The remote places have been turned into the eight cold hells of the present world, and those who have no time to escape have been sealed into abrupt and stiff ice sculptures, and the ground has become a tomb, which cannot be explained.Those who escaped by chance pushed and shoved along the mountain road, and the higher they went, the air was getting warmer, and they were more anxious to squeeze forward, and there were constant collisions and dangers, and the voices of crying and scolding were heard from top to bottom. , Far and near echoes.

The small country with few people showed its goodness at this moment, and tens of thousands of people miraculously rushed to the top of the hills with their strong belief in survival and the drive of the tough officials all the way.

Yandu was originally foggy, but at this moment, encumbered by the extreme cold and ice, it turned into hail, rain and snow and fell to the ground. For the first time, Yandu showed clear bones under the mist in the eyes of people who had become accustomed to him. A home is like a chessboard, and Twelfth Street is like a vegetable patch.

In fact, most people in Yandu admire the undisturbed and supernatural demeanor of the great master, and they also have the masters of several palaces with their own flair, so everyone can find their own favorite and admiring template intentionally or unintentionally. The temperament in his bones is more or less similar to a kind of calmness, even with a little arrogance.Feeling at ease for a while, he turned his face and forgot about those running and escaping, and turned to look at the rare clear peaks and magnificent, clear and clear scenery with great interest, not to mention when the freezing technique will spread to the underfoot.

Later, someone recalled the situation that day in his anthology: "...the people retreated to the mountains and lingered for a long time, but there was no sound of crying. They were expected to steal the rest of their lives, and they were surprised and happy. The peak responds, and the deep valley boils. When you see the cloud and mist again, it’s just like the Luoshen Lingbo’s money arrives, graceful and graceful, so beautiful and indescribably beautiful, isn’t it amazing? Afterwards, I will say to my friends that they all sigh out of the vulgar. What’s the explanation?' This is the smoke capital, the extraordinary world!'”