Haiyan

The yellow sand rolled up all over the sky covered the ice cave that has not melted for thousands of years in Pingshachuan.

Under the dim yellow sky, a large piece of bright red mixed with yellow sand sprinkled the ground, and the snow on the high mountain shivered imperceptibly with the violent trembling. At this moment, the slaves who had just experienced a life-and-death struggle were watching Looking at the large group of herdsmen who fell under their feet, each of them held iron tools or wooden sticks, and was only covered with a layer of linen clothes. Not to mention anything against the severe cold.

Suddenly there was an inconspicuous tremor in the mountains. Li Zongyao was standing not far away talking with the group of men in black who had suddenly appeared. Liang Xiao stood in the middle of a group of slaves and threw the shovel in his hand to the ground, lame Walking up to Li Huai who hadn't recovered from the shock, he asked, "If we follow along later, what will happen to the rest of us?"

Li Huai was stunned for a moment, and the iron pestle in his hand was thrown far away in an instant as if it was hot to his hand. Not far from his feet, a few shepherd soldiers who died in a miserable state had not had time to close their frightened eyes.

After scanning around, Li Huai said in a low voice: "I don't know, I'll ask my father what to do later, I probably won't take them away."

Liang Xiao nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Well, there are too many people, and most of them are nobles who were severely punished in the Western Han Dynasty. The thinking of this group of people is different from that of ordinary people. Will they be devoted to us? It’s hard to say, but if Zhao Yuqiang finds out about it one day and uses any tricks to divorce us, it will become a problem for us.”

Li Huai nodded and said, "Then I'll go and tell my father to let them go free."

Among all the people, Li Zongyao was the only one who was wrapped in a heavy cloak. After three years of slavery in the world of ice and snow, his originally straight waist had become a little rickety, his hair had turned white, and his face was even more aged. However, the fierceness in his eyes did not fade away. After explaining to the leader of the man in black, he saw Li Huai coming up. Before he could speak, Li Zongyao said, "It's almost time, we should go too."

Li Huai: "Father, what about the remaining people?"

Li Zongyao glanced at the large crowd behind him. There were quite a few elderly people in their dying years. There were not many young people, but there were quite a few children who hadn't shed their childishness. They all looked at Li Zongyao with wide eyes and full of expectation. Waiting for someone, as if begging him to take them away from this man-eating place.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes, and Li Zongyao said softly: "They have nothing to do with us, just to be safe, let's kill them."

Before Li Huai was shocked, Li Zongyao got into the carriage supported by the man in black.

Liang Xiao walked up to him with some difficulty on his limping right leg, and asked, "How do you say it?"

Li Huai frowned and said, "Kill it."

Liang Xiao was shocked: "...you are crazy! They have killed hundreds of people, and there are many people who have helped us in the past few years among those people. How can you... "

"This is what my father meant. Besides, we are going to Chuguan. If it hurts other people because of them, don't you think the loss outweighs the gain?" Li Huai said.

Liang Xiao said angrily: "It's just letting them disperse freely, what's the trouble? Now that gang of slave soldiers have all been killed, no one knows where we went, besides, when we get to Chuguan, will they have any trouble?" There is still no chance of getting out of this snow-capped mountain, it would be too cruel to do so!"

Li Huai said indifferently: "Then who can guarantee that nothing will go wrong on the road?" After he finished speaking, he turned around and stopped looking at him, and walked towards the carriage ahead.

The wind and sand blew mesmerizingly, Liang Xiao clenched his fists with some difficulty, and looked at his bare toes outside the straw sandals with his head half down——

"The benevolence of a woman, Liang Xiao, these years, this is your most fatal weakness." The words of his adoptive father rang in his mind, and Liang Xiao turned his head to look at his companions who had suffered together in the past. There was a child He also smiled at him, and he raised the corners of his mouth with some effort, not knowing how ugly his expression was at the moment.

"Those who achieve great things should abandon all burdens. Temporary tolerance may result in a greater price."

Liang Xiao shook his head, finally gritted his teeth, and strode away.

The slaves in the crowd came up to the men in black with anticipation on their faces, and a rather old elder asked with a smile, "My lord, can we follow now?"

The leader in black looked at him, then glanced at the others, and said with a sneer, "Go? Who told you to follow us?"

The old man was obviously taken aback, and said, "Didn't we just kill the gang of supervisors together? That boy Liang Xiao said that you are here to take us out of this ghost place, can't it be..."

"We are indeed here to save people." The leader in black said solemnly: "But, what does it have to do with you?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a whistling sound suddenly. The sound of screaming and screaming mixed with a large amount of thick blood immediately tore apart the already silent battlefield. Sitting on the horse, I didn't dare to look back, my whole body trembled as if I was about to fall off.

There was a muffled sound of 'Boom', and the heavy snow on the mountain trembled violently. Everyone couldn't help looking back in horror, but saw the vast whiteness gushing from the top of the mountain like waves, with the The solid ice caves began to fall in pieces one after another.

The pupils in his eyes suddenly dilated, and Liang Xiao suddenly pulled out his whip and threw it at the rear of the driving horse, and then let out a loud roar before gaining momentum——

"Avalanche, run!"

The galloping white waves quickly swept away his anger, and the sky was dark in an instant!

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The Golden Tent Palace was quiet, Yin Ping personally made a cup of boiled tea and handed it to the woman beside him, and said with a smile: "This is specially brought by Yin Kang when he came back from Donglu some time ago, try it and see if it suits your taste .”

Qingjun threw the cloak on his body under his feet, and when he took the teacup with his thin white fingers, he touched Yin Ping's hand. The latter almost subconsciously grabbed her fingertips, frowned and said: "Why have you been here for so long? Is it still this cold?"

Qingjun smiled and said: "It's like this all year round, it's not like you don't know."

Yin Ping picked up the cloak at her feet and wrapped it around her, caringly said: "Wear thicker, Beilu is not as cold as Donglu, it's very cold, you have to get used to it slowly."

Qingjun took a sip of the tea, the brows that were originally knotted slowly relaxed, and said with a smile: "It's really good tea, I haven't drunk it before."

Yin Ping said: "I don't know the name of this tea. Yin Kang didn't stay here for a long time last time, and I didn't think to ask him. You know I don't like these polite things. Why don't you come and turn around?" I'll bring them all to you."

Qingjun nodded with a smile, but didn't want to refuse.

All the servants in the Golden Tent Palace were sent down by Yin Ping. Outside, the snow was heavy and the north wind was blowing, and the palace was quiet and warm. Yin Ping looked at her half-slung side face without blinking, and suddenly stretched out his hand to touch her with the back of his finger. With a light sweep on her face, Qing Jun raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yin Ping smiled slowly: "It's nothing, I feel like I haven't seen you for a long time, and I can't help but want to see you a few more times, Qing Jun, you have worked hard for the past six months."

Qingjun sneered and said, "What's the hard work, why are you so polite all of a sudden?"

Yin Ping sighed, stretched out his hand to hold her cold fingertips between his hands, and said seriously: "If you hadn't been by my side these years, Yin Ping wouldn't be where I am today. You know, one day, When I conquer this world, I will give half of it to you."

Qing Jun raised his eyebrows, and joked: "Then I didn't do anything and just got a big deal for nothing?"

Yin Ping shook his head and said, "No, you have done too much for me."

Qingjun suddenly asked him: "Do you remember the first time we met when we were young?"

Yin Ping said with a smile: "Of course I can't forget. At that time, not long after I arrived in Nanchu, the teacher brought you to his house. I still remember that you were only so young at that time, small and thin, with a dark face. Yes, he even wore a pink gown for himself, stood there like a firewood stick, tied two shofar braids, and even lost a front tooth when he laughed..."

Qing Jun rarely blushed, and teased him: "You man, why are you talking about this? Didn't I change my teeth at that time, and they didn't grow any..."

Yin Ping smiled and said: "You were eleven or twelve years old at that time, so where is the time to change your teeth? It was obvious that you knocked out your teeth carelessly in mischief. I remember very clearly at that time, that was when you were holding a bi The chessboard that I have grown up several times came to me and asked me if I could play chess. I was still thinking at the time, this little girl is very interesting, she looks provocative, it seems that if you don’t give a blow, you will not be able to subdue you , who knew that you were so powerful that you wouldn't let me kill you even half a step..."

Qing Jun had a childish complacency: "I'm better than you now."

Yin Ping stretched out his hand to take her over, hugged her lightly, put his chin on her head, and said softly: "Yes, so at such a young age, I became the master of Southern Chu who is famous in the Eastern Continent, it really makes me feel ashamed .”

Qingjun stretched out his arms to hug him by the waist, his eyes staring at the light in the brazier quietly lost in thought.

She still can't forget the first time she saw Yin Ping when she was a child. The huge sense of alienation and indifference emanating from the young man made her feel pity for Yin Ping, who was only 11 years old at that time. Ping always had a cold face, as if anyone who approached him would be cut into pieces by the sword in his hand.

But at that time, Qing Jun was not afraid of him. She knew Yin Ping's identity and what kind of suffering he had just experienced. Instead of walking around seeing him like others, she was still trying to get close to him. She wanted to see Look, how long this sensitive and fragile teenager can struggle.

She was young at that time, and although she became famous at a young age, her heart was still like that of a child, so she didn't know how to comfort and approach Yin Ping, who had just experienced a huge disaster at that time. She was best at playing chess. She also likes to play chess, so she took her favorite thing to please him at that time, but she didn't want to be so provoked by the young man's vicious words that she almost turned her ass and left. If she hadn't thought of what happened to him, She felt that she would never talk to him again at that time.

Later, she secretly took Zhang Zongyi's mahogany sword to tease Yin Ping, but she didn't expect that when Yin Ping saw the sword that day, his always cold face finally showed unprecedented grief. In the corner of the house, without lighting the lamp, she just buried her head in her knees and sat there all night, but she also foolishly stayed by his side, watching him all night, and the two of them stayed together until noon the next day. , without saying a word.

"I'm hungry."

This was the first kind word that boy had said to her in his life, but she was so startled that she almost fell down on the ground.

"Ah, that, that, that, that, can I get you something to eat?" She said hurriedly and walked out, for fear that he would regret it later.

But when she came back in with food, the young Yin Ping had already fallen asleep leaning against the edge of the corner wall.

She walked over lightly, and originally wanted to wake him up for dinner, but the boy Yin Ping was in a deep sleep, and she was a little embarrassed, so she stood there in a daze and began to look at his appearance carefully, only thinking that this was a bigger deal than her What a handsome boy.

"Have you seen enough!"

The boy Yin Ping opened his mouth suddenly with his eyes closed, which startled her.

"No, no, ah, look, enough to see..."

She looked at herself very embarrassed and said in a muffled voice.

"Didn't you always say you wanted to play chess with me? Chess!"

The young Yin Ping opened his eyes, the fundus of which was bloodshot red, and looked at her impatiently.

"Ah, I'm here, I, I'll go get it right away, you you you you wait!"

Just as she was about to run out, the young man Yin Ping grabbed her wrist.

She couldn't help turning her head back, but felt that the boy Yin Ping's hand was cold and rough, and he was holding her with great strength, so she couldn't help struggling twice: "Hey, you, you, you, take it easy... .”

The young Yin Ping was taken aback for a moment, the force in his hands was indeed much lighter, but he did not let go.

"What are you going to do?!"

Qing Jun frowned and said, "Aren't you going to play chess? I, I, I, I, I'll get it!"

"Don't bother, just draw a chessboard on the ground at the door, and just find some gravel as chess pieces."

"Ah?" Qing Jun didn't react for a while.

"Ah what!" The young Yin Ping shouted very rudely, so frightened that Qing Jun couldn't help but redden his eyes.

"As long as you draw, just draw, what's so fierce!" She threw off the young Yin Ping's hand angrily, and couldn't help wiping away the tears that almost flowed from her eyes as she walked away with his back on her back.

"Stop!" The young Yin Ping shouted behind her, she was awkward and refused to turn around, but she still stood still.

There was a rustling sound, and the young Yin Ping suddenly came over. He was tall and stood in front of Qing Jun like an adult. Jun turned his head to the side, but he didn't expect the young Yin Ping to squat down in front of her suddenly. His complexion was not very good, and he was deeply tired, but he softened rarely, and said, "I...I'm not Those who deliberately murder you, you, don't cry."

Hearing this, Qing Jun, who didn't want to cry at first, felt even more wronged, tears flowed down his face, his small chest heaved violently, but he made no sound.

"I know that you have been changing ways to make me happy for so many days. I didn't mean to treat you like this. I am really touched that you have such thoughts, but I..."

"What a child! You are a child!" Qing Jun suddenly yelled at him with a stuffy nose: "I, if I hadn't seen you, seeing you staying alone, I was afraid that you would be sad, I, I I don’t care about you, who are you? You, I, I don’t know you. Why, why should I be angry with you! You, you really think that I am willing to talk to you! Yes, if it weren’t for my teacher, his old man and I said, let me definitely, definitely take care of you, you, do you think I, I rarely talk to you!"

She wiped her tears and cried like a gate breaking a dike, which made the young Yin Ping not know what to do for a while.

He didn't have much contact with creatures like girls. Now that a little one came in front of him, he really didn't know how to coax her.

"Then..." He frowned, thinking about what to say, when Qing Jun suddenly wiped the transparent sticky thing on the back of his hand onto him, he glanced in astonishment, and unexpectedly It's her snot.

Young Yin Ping: "..."

"That, that, that, there's no need for you to comfort me!" She didn't seem to realize what she had done, and continued to walk out. The young Yin Ping gently held her this time, and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

She said angrily, "Draw a chessboard!"

The young Yin Ping finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

later......

There was a slight noise outside, and the warrior suddenly came to report: "My lord, there is a swordsman coming to see you outside."

Qingjun came back to his senses and exchanged glances with Yin Ping, who frowned and asked, "What swordsman?"

The warrior said: "I don't know. The person who came here only said that he was an old acquaintance of the king. If you don't want to see him, I will drive him away."

Unknown to Yin Ping, Qing Jun suddenly sat up from his arms, a look of shock flashed across his face, and he said, "Yin Ping, it's him."

Yin Ping was taken aback, and it took a long time before he suddenly realized, and then a pair of eyes flashed a gloomy look, and sneered: "I haven't looked for him for so many years, but I don't think he dared to come to the door by himself...Let him Come in!"

The swordsman in black and long robes stopped not far from the throne with a Tai'a sword on his back. The snow on his head that hadn't melted yet was like silver threads, and he didn't care about the coldness on Yin Ping's face. With a smile on his face, he bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice, "See you again after so many years, Second Prince, do you still remember me?"

Yin Ping's hands in his sleeves were tightly clenched, his eyes fixed on the man's face, and he said in a deep voice, "Yan Jidao! Yin Ping has never dared to forget your name all these years."

"That's good." Yan Jidao casually stretched out his hand to wipe off the residual snow on his body. He didn't seem to have changed much in these years, not even a single wrinkle at the corner of his eyes. The demeanor of the prince, the son of an emperor, is truly unforgettable."

Yin Ping sneered and said, "As expected of being the number one swordsman in these two continents, you dare to come to our northern capital alone, how daring!"

Yan Jidao waved his hand, and said with a smile: "I didn't come here to cause trouble wantonly, Second Prince... Oh, I should call you 'King of the North' now, you are more important than your father." He has the power of an emperor, but he is very similar to the ancestor King Tierqin..."

Yin Ping: "If you come to tell me these nonsense nonsense, then I can tell you that even with your skill, don't even think about getting out of the door behind you easily."

Yan Jidao smiled and said: "I know that because of what happened back then, the King of the Northern Realm hated me deeply, but at that time I was only entrusted by others. Speaking of which, Zhang Zongyi was able to get rid of Liang Guoying so easily. You still have some credit for saving me, the King of the Northern Realm won't accept my subordinates, right?"

Yin Ping sneered: "If it weren't for that, do you think I would allow you to stand here and say such nonsense?"

Yan Jidao sighed and said, "It seems that the king of the northern realm still hates me to the bone."

Yin Ping said: "This king will never dare to forget for a day how my two generals, Yebei Shendao and Shengong, died."

Yan Jidao shook his head and said, "Even without me, does the King of the Northern Territory think that Qin Shuoming and Gu Lingjun can survive? It's just a matter of time. Liang Guoying's 25 troops marched north, and your Northland has less than 15 troops." , the victory and defeat have already been so clearly divided, why bother to put the blame on the subordinate's head?"

Yin Ping: "So you came here to play a scoundrel!"

Yan Ji said casually: "No, the next time I came here, I didn't have so much leisure time to talk about the old things with the king of the northern realm more than ten years ago, but came to give the king something."

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand into his bosom, and when he took it out again, before Yin Ping could speak, Qing Jun who was beside him took the lead and couldn't help but stood up slowly.

Yan Zhidao smiled, and said: "It seems that Miss Qingjun is very familiar with things, she is indeed a good student of Mr. Kuang."

Yin Kang turned his head to look at her, and saw that Qing Jun frowned, with an uncertain expression on his face, he quickly reached out to hold her hand, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Qing Jun didn't answer him, and said to himself: "No wonder..."

"No wonder what?" Yin Ping asked her.

Qingjun looked at the things in Yan Jidao's hands with a look of disbelief: "Why is this one of his with you?"

Yan Jidao said with a smile, "Who does that girl think she will be with?"

Yin Ping couldn't understand what the white jade-like thing they were talking about was, so he heard Qing Jun continue: "Why did you take it out now?"

Yan Jidao smiled and asked, "Did the girl never mention this to the King of the Northern Realm?"

Qingjun said lightly: "That's not what I should do."

Yan Jidao sighed, "Yes."

He suddenly took two steps forward, handed up the jade that was only half the size of a palm in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "'Return to the Market Token', seven people holding one can reverse the trend of the world, this is the most important thing Of the two pieces, one of them should be handed over to the host of the golden blood—the king of the north! The main purpose of the old man when he came to Yebei was to kill Gu Lingjun and Qin Shuoming. In order to confirm the golden blood on your body with my own eyes, I have waited another 13 years, and I have finished the last thing Mr. Kuang told me..."

He smiled and flicked his sleeves, and said calmly to Yin: "I will take my leave now, old man!"

He turned and left after speaking, as suddenly as he came.

Yin Ping looked at the strange thing placed in front of the table, and suddenly felt a little familiar, as if he had seen a very similar one many years ago, he stood up abruptly, and shouted at Yan Jidao's back: " Stop! Since you personally delivered it to your door today, do you think this king will let you go easily?!"

Yanji Road stood still and said without turning his head: "Does the King of the Northern Realm want to kill the old man to avenge Gu Lingjun and Qin Shuoming?"

Yin Ping sneered: "Do you think there are only two of them?!"

Yan Jidao turned around, smiling unabated: "You can't kill me."

"Then give it a try?" Yin Ping's eyes flickered, and he was about to give an order when someone grabbed his wrist. He turned his head and heard Qing Jun's voice said: "Ping, you can't kill him!"