The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Chen Xuan's eyes lit up, secretly delighted.

Well-known indeed came.

Hoo, hoo, hoo...

At this time, there was a burst of heavy breathing behind him.

Chen Xuan looked back, and saw that everyone had gone downstairs, only Ximen Lengfeng was left. This guy was sitting on a chair, shivering from the cold, his face was blue and purple, his eyes were closed, and he was still trying his best to force the cold out. .

As soon as the air in his nose was exhaled, it turned into ice cubes, and even his nostrils were almost blocked by ice crystals.

This is because the temperature inside his body is far colder than the wind and snow outside.

In the beginning, he could rely on his formidable internal force to resist, but after the attack of the cold zhenqi, it became more and more intense and terrifying, until now he could not even move. At this time, if someone wanted to take his life, it would be a breeze .

Chen Xuan smiled slightly, walked up to Ximen Lengfeng, and patted Ximen Lengfeng's back with his palm to help him dispel the cold in his body.

In an instant, the icy cold in Ximen Lengfeng's body quickly disappeared, all rushed out along the pores, and his face returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, his breathing gradually became steady.

Chen Xuan withdrew his palm again.

Ximen Lengfeng opened his eyes instantly, feeling ashamed in his heart, looked back at Chen Xuan, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Chen Shaoxia for your help!"

He was ashamed.

Before, he was trying his best and didn't want others to help him. Unexpectedly, Chen Shaoxia helped him in the end. This is a shame, but fortunately those famous people are not around, otherwise his reputation will be ruined.

"Brother Ximen, you are welcome. If you have nothing else to do, let's go downstairs."

Chen Xuan smiled, turned and went downstairs.

Ximen Lengfeng picked up the red gold stick and followed immediately.

He glanced around and found that Liu Hai and the others had already gone downstairs, and he couldn't help wondering.

Don't bangs and the others have cold in their bodies?

This is impossible!

Chen Shaoxia's palm strength is cold enough to rank in the top three among the people he has met. He was almost frozen to death. How could they have nothing to do? attack.

Chen Xuan's eyes swept outside, still falling on the middle-aged man, and saw the middle-aged man turning into an alley.

He firmly remembered the last foothold of the middle-aged man, and returned to his residence.

...

Night falls.

The blizzard that had been snowing all day finally stopped.

The entire Jiangcheng Mansion became a vast expanse of whiteness.

People from all walks of life gathered in some taverns, with drinks on the table, chattering in their mouths, still talking about what happened in the Jinxiu Building today, although most of them didn't understand it, but it didn't prevent them from making up their own minds.

The hustle and bustle of nighttime taverns and the cold and dark streets form a stark contrast and become an independent landscape.

In a secluded yard.

The middle-aged man who bumped into Chen Xuan in Jinxiu Building during the day trembled and his face became even paler. He sat cross-legged on the bed, exhaling white air continuously from his mouth and nose. A brazier was placed in front of him. Lots of charcoal was burning.

Even so, he couldn't dispel the chill in his body.

He only felt that his limbs were all skeletal, cold and terrifying, as if he had returned to his infancy, lying naked on the cold solid ice.

"Damn it, what kind of trick is this? The cold air is so strong. Today, we had agreed to meet the three ghosts, but now that it's frozen like this, how do we get out? Damn it, it's really abominable, I must kill that scholar..."

The middle-aged man closed his eyes tightly, his mouth trembling.

But at this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

"Hey, I don't know how you should kill that scholar?"

The middle-aged man was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw a young man in a black robe on the chair opposite to my body at some point, with a weird smile on his face, looking at him quietly, his eyes were quite playful.

Chen Xuanyuan!

He was shocked!

How does the other party know that he lives here?

Also, how long has the other party been here.

The middle-aged man roared loudly, forcibly suppressing the cold air in his body, his body jumped out of the couch in an instant, and his palms slapped out, the palms became as black as ink, with a pungent aura, the evil wind whistled and hissed, it was extremely terrifying.

As a vicious heretic, in the face of a crisis, his first reaction is not to run away, but to kill and kill.

Black Sand Palm!

When Chen Xuan saw this scene, these three words instantly appeared in his mind.

It seems that they should find the right owner.

It is not in vain for me to release news during the day and challenge the heroes, the other party is indeed a good person.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Chen Xuan's mouth, he raised his palm, and greeted him in an instant.

puff!

The palms intersected, and there was any scene of strong winds, the middle-aged man didn't understand it at first, but then he showed horror, and found that his internal energy was like a river breaking its embankment, pouring outward.

"you you…"

He hurriedly struggled hard, wanting to withdraw his palm, but found that there was a horrible sticky force in the opponent, and he couldn't break free at all, and the internal force in his body poured out faster.

"You are not Chen Xuanyuan, you are Chen Xuan!"

He was terrified and shouted, thinking of Chen Xuan's description from Renbang and Heibang in his mind, it was written in the column of unique skills that this was the same as the scene before him, and the black list stated that Chen Xuan was proficient in disguise.

"Hey, smart."

Chen Xuan's voice was hoarse, and he tried his best to present himself as a big villain.

There are only worse people who can deter bad people.