Night snow

It took Fu Hongxue two days to bring Ye Zun out of the desert, then left Ye Zun in a small border town, and rode away without even saying goodbye.

Ye Zun met that person two days later.

It was a tall and burly man, he was wearing a blood-like dark red robe, and a black robe was wrapped around him. When he rode a horse from a distance from the market, many people in the restaurant gathered around the window to watch.

Somebody muttered, "Is this Gongsun Duan from Wanmatang?"

Someone said: "Yes, he is also a well-known figure in the world."

Wanmatang?

Wanmatang, the largest gang in Jianghu?

Ye Zun stayed in this small town for two days, and he also roughly figured out the situation here. This is a planet other than the starfish and the earth star. The people here are ignorant and think that the sky is round and the world they live in is The only place in the universe that has life.

Oh, of course, these stupid humans don't even know what the universe is.

Ye Zun didn't know which space he fell into from the wormhole, but what he knew was that if he wanted to leave here and find a way to return to the original time and space, he had to rely on the power of others.

For example... Wanmatang.

A martial arts sect that has been established in the rivers and lakes for decades must have their own network for collecting information. Maybe they can find out how to open the wormhole from them. Maybe there are also four sacred weapons on this planet?

At that time, he will devour the energy of the holy artifact, and then go back to Haixing to find Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei...

Ye Zun's hand placed by his side raised his palm slightly upwards, and a black air shot out from it. There was a smile in Ye Zun's eyes. Although his black energy had only recovered a little, it was enough to control an ordinary human being. up.

Gongsun Duan got off his horse in front of the restaurant, he walked quickly into the lobby, and ordered a bowl of noodles.

He ate noodles very fast, because he had just completed the task ordered by the eldest lady, and was in a hurry to return to his command.

He has been driving for half a day, he needs to rest for a while, and eat something to replenish his strength.

Gongsun Duan quickly finished eating his noodles, he put a few copper plates on the table, put his machete with silver sheath and black handle on his shoulder, walked out of the restaurant and into the stable.

In the stable stood a young man in white clothes. The young man patted the neck of a brown steed lightly, with his back turned to the outside.

That horse is exactly his Gongsun Duan's horse.

And this person dressed like this must not be a guy who feeds horses.

Gongsun Duanhang lowered his saber and strode over with murderous intent: "Boy, who are you? What are you doing here?"

"My name is Ye Zun. I'm here, waiting for someone..." The young man spoke very slowly, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile in his voice when he spoke.

"Who are you waiting for?" Gongsun Duan asked.

Ye Zun turned around, raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked at him: "Wait for you."

When Gongsun Duan saw the young man's eyes, his fierce eyes suddenly became slack, and his black pupils also suddenly turned silver, as if he had turned into a puppet in an instant.

Gongsun Duan's voice seemed to be different, he looked at Ye Zun blankly: "Boss, what's your order?"

"I'm not your boss." Ye Zun gently raised his hand, and pressed his right hand condensed with black energy on Gongsun Duan's chest. The black mist poured into Gongsun Duan's chest violently. Ye Zun approached him and said softly, " I am your family...you will help me weave a perfect identity, take me into Wanmatang, give me a good position, let me have a comfortable shelter...right?"

Gongsun Duan's eyes finally turned silvery white, and he said indifferently, "Yes."

"Very good..." Ye Zun laughed, his voice was very soft, "Then tell me who I am."

Gongsun Duan murmured like a dream: "You are my cousin. My parents died early when I was five years old. My aunt took care of me and grew up. Later, I came out to venture into the rivers and lakes... Now my aunt died of illness, and my cousin is unaccompanied. Ma Tang has defected to me, and I will protect my cousin with all my heart."

Ye Zun was very satisfied, he continued to condense more black energy and injected it into Gongsun Duan's chest.

However, his energy has not fully recovered, and the loss of a small amount of black energy made him feel exhausted. Ye Zun gritted his teeth and injected the last trace of black energy into Gongsun Duan's chest.

When he withdrew his hand, he only felt the blood surging, and he leaned over while supporting the pillar, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Cousin!" Gongsun Duan said with concern, "Cousin, are you alright?"

Ye Zun wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips, and smiled.

When he raised his head, Ye Zun's pale face was filled with unbearable pain: "Cousin, don't worry, I'm fine, it's just that I've been in poor health since I was a child, and my old illness has recurred after a long journey."

Gongsun Duan supported Ye Zun, frowned and said: "Since this is the case, don't ride a horse, wait for me for a while, I will hire a carriage."

Soon, Gongsun Duan hired a carriage, he carefully helped Ye Zun onto the carriage, and drove the carriage back to Wanmatang.

Wanmatang is not far from the border town, in the middle of the desert.

Ye Zun didn't expect him to come back after only two days out of the desert.

But when he saw Wanmatang, Ye Zun realized that he thought of Wanmatang simply.

Wanmatang is said to be a Jianghu sect, but the scale of Wanmatang's building is a city in the desert, but the aesthetics of the master of Wanmatang is really... incomprehensible.

Ye Zun raised the curtain of the car and looked at the large stretch of golden and black buildings, thinking sarcastically: Is this Wanmatang the city built by stealing his and Shen Wei's masks?

Gongsun Duan temporarily placed Ye Zun in his room and let him rest for a while.

"Cousin, I'm going to report to the eldest lady now." Gongsun concluded, "You will also stay in Wanmatang in the future, so the eldest lady must summon you in person later, you wait here, don't move around."

Ye Zun nodded slightly, and asked, "Cousin, will Missy disagree with me staying?"

"No." Gongsun Duan laughed loudly, "Although I am only the personal bodyguard of the young lady, I have followed the young lady for many years, and she still calls me Big Brother Gongsun anyway. You are my only family member, Gongsun Duan, so naturally she will good for you."

After Gongsun Duan left for a while, someone came over and asked Ye Zun to see the eldest lady.

Ma Kongqun, the master of Wanma Hall, has no children, only one daughter, Ma Fangling. Ma Fangling has shouldered the important responsibility of Wanmatang since she was a child. heroes.

"You are Brother Gongsun's cousin, Ye Zun?" Ma Fangling sat on the hall master's chair covered with white tiger skin, and looked at the young man in white standing in front of her.

Ye Zun cupped his hands and said, "Yes. Ye Zun has met the eldest lady."

Ma Fangling stared at him for a moment, then smiled: "You don't need to be polite, I heard Brother Gongsun tell you about your situation, since you are his relatives, then you are my relatives, and in the future at Wanmatang, I will naturally Take good care of you."

Ye Zun saluted again: "Thank you Miss."

"Okay, okay, you scholars are really sour, and there are not so many rules in Wanmatang." Ma Fangling stood up, walked to Ye Zun, and said softly, "From now on, you will live in the north of Big Brother Gongsun In the yard, although it is a little bit out of the way, but fortunately it is clean and suitable for recuperation. Brother Gongsun said that you are not in good health, and I will ask the doctor to show you later, what kind of medicine or tonic you want to take, just use it. From now on, here is you Home."

Ye Zun cupped his hands and was about to thank him again, but Ma Fangling directly pressed his hand and said, "Where did you get so many etiquettes? You have been exhausted all the way, you should go back and rest first."

Ma Fangling looked at Gongsun Duan and said, "That's right, the day after tomorrow we will set off to meet Young Master Murong, Big Brother Gongsun will go with me."

Gongsun concluded: "Yes."

Gongsun Duan took Ye Zun to leave, and first asked someone to clean up the courtyard in the north. After the servants cleaned up the yard, Gongsun Duan led Ye Zun over.

Although the courtyard is small, the environment is not bad. In this desert, the flowers and plants in the courtyard are luxuriant, and it can't be seen as a scene in the desert at all.

From this day on, Ye Zun lived in Wanmatang.

On the third day, Miss Ma took Gongsun Duan, several elders of Wanmatang, and half of the disciples to welcome her future husband-in-law, son of the Murong family, Murong Mingzhu.

Ye Zun, a sick scholar who is recuperating in the eyes of others, naturally doesn't need to go.

It's just that he didn't expect that when the group of people came back in a few days, besides Murong Mingzhu, they would bring another person back.

That man who was dragged back like a wild dog with three iron rings around his neck and hands, wasn't it Fu Hongxue?

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