Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 8
Nangong Mu held the roster and looked for Yan Nanxu everywhere.

Not in the Huxin Pavilion, not in the library, not in the Sword Washing Pool...

Finally, Nangong Mu walked to Yan Nanxu's study. The door of the study was ajar. He knocked on the door and called: "Master, the Lord asked me to bring you the roster."

But no one answered.

Nangong Mu carefully looked into the study and saw the long sword on the study table at a glance. It was not the sword that belonged to Yan Nanxu. The sword had a bright blade and was a sword that had just been forged.

"what are you doing here?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind, Nangong Mu was startled, turned around and saw Yan Nanxu who had come back, bowed his head and said: "Master, Master, this, the Lord asked me to bring these to you."

As he spoke, he handed over the roster in his hand.

Yan Nanxu looked at him and took the roster.

Nangong Mu saluted immediately, said goodbye and left.

"Host host, is the saber ready?" the system asked excitedly.

Yan Nanxu put the sword body into the scabbard that he had just found, and said, "Okay. Put it in the sword stand immediately and let him take it."

The natal sabers of Jiange disciples are all at the right age, and they go to the sword platform to get them after the approval of the elders. Naturally, the swords of the sword platform are all top-grade, but the one made by Yan Nanxu himself is not unusual.

"Host, you, really don't want the protagonist to know?" The system followed carefully.

Yan Nanxu looked at the head of the long sword without lifting it and said, "I want him to know what to do."

The system knew it was fruitless, so it didn’t say anything anymore, just comforting itself: It’s okay, anyway, the sword was sent to the protagonist, even if the protagonist is really caught by the blackened protagonist, the host can tell the truth, maybe the protagonist will soften his heart Well... the premise is that the protagonist believes...

A few days passed when the weather was calm and nothing happened to persecute the protagonist, Xiao Yi called Yan Nanxu for a private chat again.

"What's the matter, my lord?" Yan Nanxu cut to the chase as soon as he stepped into the side hall.

Xiao Yi handed the booklet in his hand to Yan Nanxu and motioned for him to take a look.

Yan Nanxu took it and spread it out──
This is a letter, or rather a petition.It was a villager who came to ask Jiange for help.

Today's hundred sects of cultivating immortals will naturally help ordinary people solve evil things, but everyone knows that among the top ten sects of the hundred schools, only Jiange can be invited by ordinary people.

Yan Nanxu did a general scan and found out that there were monsters near the village, and people often disappeared. People in the village were panicked, and they hoped Jiange could help.

"Originally, you just came back, Nanxu, and wanted you to rest for a few more days, but this month seems to be a bit uneven. The other elders have already been dispatched, and there is really no room for manpower."

Yan Nanxu said respectfully: "It is my duty."

Yan Nanxu took over the task, rectified the disciples, and prepared to leave tomorrow.

When the disciples heard that they were going to travel far away, they all became excited. Young people, after all, are still playful, and it is more interesting to go out to slay demons.

"Hey, have you heard? This time, we are going to a village in the northern snow region, where it is always snowing and the scenery is gorgeous."

"Xueyu, then you say that the monsters in Xueyu are snow demons?"

A group of disciples discussed here at night in full swing, so excited that they couldn't sleep.

"Okay, okay, I have to get up early tomorrow, everyone go to sleep." Nangong Mu took on the responsibility of the senior brother and urged everyone to go to rest.

The disciples left in twos and threes and returned to their residences.

Seeing Cang Shu, Nangong Mu stopped him suddenly.

"Junior Brother Cang, wait a minute, can you show me your saber?"

Cang Shu didn't doubt him, and handed over the sword.

Nangong Mu looked at it carefully, thoughtfully, handed it back to Cang Shu, and said, "It's a good sword."

"Yeah!" Cang Shu said cheerfully, "I'm lucky, this sword is very beautiful! But..." Cang Shu said in a low voice, "Recently, the master always asks me to sweep the mountain gate, and I don't have much time to practice swords... "

All kinds of fault finding, all kinds of punishment...

Nangong Mu paused, and finally just comforted, "It's okay, there are plenty of opportunities."

Cang Shu nodded, said goodbye to Nangong Mu and left.

Seeing Cang Shu's disappearing figure, Nangong Mu couldn't help but recall—that sword was similar to the one in Master's study...

"That village is in the snowy area?" Yan Nanxu confirmed with the system.

"Yes, the northern snowy region is also an important location in the original plot. The male protagonist had adventures there, but it was supposed to be the first time he went to the snowy region a few years later." The system answered.

Yan Nanxu frowned slightly, and asked, "What kind of adventure is it? Can it be said in advance?"

"This is uncertain. You need to be able to meet the Snow Clan in the Snow Region. Then the protagonist accidentally gets the Snow Clan's holy artifact and fuses with it to gain power. However, the whereabouts of the Snow Clan are uncertain, so you may not be able to meet them."

Basically, it is the protagonist Halo and Goldfinger, which is why Yan Nanxu was too lazy to teach Cangshu swordsmanship. Anyway, this guy ended up relying on all kinds of Goldenfinger adventures, so let him do whatever he wants with the swordsmanship.

Yan Nanxu seemed a little irritable, her brows were furrowed, and after a while, she suddenly asked, "Xue Yu, what is it like?"

The system dutifully explained: "The snowy area is full of snow all the year round, and it doesn't melt in four seasons. Fortunately, the spiritual energy is relatively pure, and there are many rare herbs in the valley, so some villages make a living by collecting herbs."

"Is it cold there?" Yan Nanxu asked for no reason.

"Of course it's cold, after all, it's in the north."

Yan Nanxu lowered his eyes and remained silent.

It's snowing all over the sky, it's really cold...

Yan Nanxu fell in the snow, his eyes dimmed, blood slowly overflowed, his whole body was in severe pain, and he couldn't move.

The sound of two people arguing came to my ears──
"Why did you drive the car over suddenly?!"

"I just wanted to scare him! Who told you to push him?? How did I know I'd run into him?!"

"I just hit him, but you killed him!"

"No, he, is he dead? I think he's still alive..."

"You've lost so much blood, and you still want to send him to the hospital? Then how can we explain so many wounds on his body?! I don't care, I'll go first!"

"Hey! I... wait, I'm leaving too! No one comes here all year round. I'll let my father handle this matter. No one will know..."

"Let's go—"

The sound is getting farther and farther away, more and more blurred, the blood is lost with temperature, the snow is so cold that it has never been so cold, it seems that the cold air has turned into a sharp blade, and the skin is pierced with a knife...

Yan Nanxu suddenly opened his eyes, and instead of the gray and snowy sky, what came into his eyes was the plain white curtain.

He sat up slowly, the cold moon outside the window cast a clear brilliance for thousands of miles, the surroundings were silent, and the night was already deep.

This is Jiange, it was just a dream.

Yan Nanxu stared at the darkness, suddenly smiled silently, and lay back down again.

Death is not scary, Yan Nanxu has never been afraid, anyway, there is nothing to worry about in that world, but... there are a few people, he has to go to settle accounts, one by one, and even if they go to hell in the end Take a few of them to hell together!

(End of this chapter)