mandarin duck hug

The wind caressed by the sideburns, and then went far away, maybe there were one or two strands blowing back "wrong".

It was too late when he realized that the Fengsheng Troop wanted to turn back, a pair of big hands like steel pliers grabbed his throat, but fortunately it was not tight. "Ah, what are you doing?" Chang Rong shouted.

Zuiyue and the others on the ground hurriedly looked up when they heard the shout, Su Yanqu smiled coldly, and suddenly slapped Zuiyue's chest, Zuiyue fell to the ground with a cry of pain, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn little bitch".

He stood up and looked up to the roof, "Senior Brother Zhou, do you think he looks like Yue'er, why don't you let him accompany you, so as to save Brother Zhou from being lonely."

Chang Rong saw Zuiyue's sluggish body, and knew who was holding him, and couldn't help trembling uncontrollably. The person behind called out "Yue'er" hoarsely, and touched him with the other hand. "Senior brother will take you back" on his face.

"No, Su Zhao, save...".

While being carried away under the armpit, he saw Su Zhao rushing back, and Wu Feng followed behind him, holding two dangling people in his hands.

"Xiao Rong".

"Master" (Mo Moji wanted to add another sentence after this: Wukong, Khan).

After two quick calls, Chang Rong still lost consciousness after receiving a light palm on the back of the head.

Wu Feng threw those two people on the ground heavily and chased after Su Zhao who was in front. The two of them never looked into the yard from the beginning to the end.

Su Yanqu was out of control, and a fight was inevitable. Su Yanqu's martial arts were higher than anyone expected. When Su Zhao came back, Su Yanqu was fighting with Song Bin and an old member of the Su family. Zhao stepped forward and slapped Su Yanqu's palm on the ground two or three times, and the blood flowed from the corner of Su Yanqu's mouth. At this moment, Su Zhao was irritable and disturbed, and Su Yanqu laughed sinisterly.

As soon as Wu Feng came back, he grabbed the clothes on Su Zhao's chest, "Where are they? Where did they go?"

Su Zhao knocked Wu Feng's hand aside with a wave of his hand, "If you know, you can chase it by yourself."

"Are you making fun of me for not being as good as you?"

"Unexpectedly, Master's martial arts has reached such a level. Qingping Mountain is very good at hiding it."

"What happened to my master? He has been missing for nearly three years, and we can't find him everywhere. The third senior brother who followed that day also disappeared. Why did the master take Chang Rong away?"

"I'm no better than you. I lost track of them as soon as I left Quancheng. As for the reason, I'm afraid I have to ask my second uncle."

Su Yanqu had already gotten up at this time, just sat on the ground, still laughing ferociously, but opened the mouth without asking.

"Now you have tasted the feeling of being robbed of your beloved thing? How does it feel? You guessed it, Zhou Meng was called by me, but I didn't expect him to come at such a good time, no one knew him Where did he go? Even his disciples couldn't find him, but I can find him. I know his details too well. Since childhood, every time Wu Yuetu came to Quancheng, he would follow him. What happened? See I just told him that the kid from the Chang family looks more and more like Wu Yuetu, and he rushed over. It’s much easier to deal with people with weaknesses. You danced with him back then. When I was on the cliff, I felt that something was wrong, and he deserved to be Wu Yuetu's son. Although I lost everything, you are destined to never find him again. How about it? Hate me to death? But, you can't kill him. Me, hahahaha".

Su Yanqu's piercing laughter made Su Zhao's hand holding the knife tremble slightly. His hand reacted faster than his mind, and the knife in his hand had already been lifted up. The tip of the knife pointed directly at Su Yanqu's throat. When it was about to touch Su Yanqu's skin, there was a "snap", a small stone hit the tip of the knife, and the knife just passed by Su Yanqu's skin.

"Who?" Su Zhao was like a furious lion at this time, and could not tolerate the slightest encroachment. Humans block and kill people, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

A little blue wind swirled in front of them, and a man in green clothes landed in front of them

"Since the ancestral system prohibits devouring relatives, why do you have to bear such an ugly charge for him? There are plenty of people who have a reason to kill him. Su Yanqu, you remember." He smiled slightly at this point, "When you get to Yan Luo, remember to say The person who killed you is called Chang Lin." With a light swipe of the epee, Su Yanqu's throat, which was still about to say something, hissed, and then there was no hissing.

"Chang Lin" was Wu Feng who reacted first.

Although the temperament is completely different, but looking closely at the eyebrows and his name Su Zhao also knows who this person is, "Xiao Rong's brother, why are you here?"

Chang Lin rubbed the little blood on the tip of the sword, "You don't know that person, he doesn't exist anymore, now besides Xiaosan, who else should I care about?"

Does not exist anymore?Does it just not exist?Everyone was stunned, "Isn't it the first day of November?"

"He couldn't wait to be reincarnated."

"When did you arrive?"

"While that old guy was chattering, did I rush here just to listen to him show off how he plotted against my brother? Come in and tell me what's going on." After finishing speaking, he turned and ran to the main room. Feng has seen Chang Lin in many situations, but this is the first time it is so cold like today, and all this is because of his master, so he hesitates.

Su Zhao was still standing in the yard, and quietly took out the little wooden figurine that was just cut yesterday in his arms, and he smiled foolishly, looking like both a pig and a monkey.

At the same time, on Qingping Mountain, Mo Wenyang, who had been away for more than two months, returned in a hurry, but things were different, and he could only hear the legends belonging to Chang Lin from other people's mouths.

At the same time, on Qingping Mountain, Mo Wenyang, who had been away for more than two months, returned in a hurry, but things were different, and he could only hear the legends belonging to Chang Lin from other people's mouths.

Little Twelve Maizhong is very happy to finally catch someone to tell Chang Lin's story. He has been suffocating these days. Almost all the people on Qingping Mountain were there for that competition, and there was often a bunch of discussions People were saying that although Mo Wenyang looked a little haggard now, he didn't mean to save these words until tomorrow, and Mo Wenyang didn't seem to want to drive him away, so he started from the beginning.

That day was August 26, and Wu Feng had already got up to go to Quancheng a few days ago. Chang Lin originally wanted to go hunting in the back mountain with Mai Zhong that day. In front of them, thanks to Chang Lin's grasp, otherwise the child would have hit them directly if he couldn't hold back his feet.

The child opened his mouth wide to say something, but what came out of his mouth was only gasping. Chang Lin looked at the child with great interest, "Did you see a monster?"

The child shook his head vigorously, and Chang Lin continued to ask, "The one you saw was a fairy?"

Seeing that the child was almost teased, Mai Zhong hurriedly made a rescue, "Don't worry, just take a breath before talking."

The child swallowed hard before speaking intermittently, "Well, Master... I found... that... You don't know... here, I have already... reported to Master Master, Master Master Uncle asked me to report to Uncle Chang."

"Oh? Where are you?"

"Go to the main hall and have a look, it should be there by now."

"Oh, he's impatient, wait for a while." After finishing speaking, he turned and went back to the house. After a while, he took out a porcelain bottle, turned it in his hand and put it in his arms.

"An antidote?" Mai Zhong asked tentatively.

"Yes".

"You just put it in the house, so you won't be afraid that he will steal it?"

Chang Lin smiled happily, "With his conceit, how could he come to steal it, it's better to just grab it directly like today, let's go, go and have a look."

Chang Lin walked in front calmly, and Mai Zhong was still a little uneasy at first, but now seeing Chang Lin's appearance, his mood was calmed down, except for the little boy who was following them all the time. They stopped sweating, and there were many people watching them from afar or near along the way. It seemed that the news spread quickly.

Mu Yuan's indifferent gaze at Jun Buzhi has become a little sad now, and now Jun Buzhi has lived up to the spirit of the past. The former Jun Buzhi was conceited and belligerent, but he was open-minded and free-spirited, and his small eyes were always shining with calculations. , even a villain is a real villain. After three years, I don’t know him. He is almost unrecognizable. He is shriveled and thin. There are some scratches on his face and exposed arms. Although they are small, they are deeply scratched. , there was dark red blood oozing out, and scabs had already formed in some places, and he sat on the chair extremely unsteadily, moving around, and even looked a little distressed. "Does the kid from the Chang family dare to come? If you dare to play tricks on my old man, don't blame me for washing your Qingping Mountain with blood."

"Master is so angry, but it's my fault that my nephew didn't come to visit me." A voice came from afar, but it sounded closer and closer. I had no choice but to come up with this bad plan." At this time, the man had already arrived at the door, his face was turned away from the light, and he could only see a blue outline and the heavy sword in his hand. "My nephew misses my uncle very much. ".

Jun Buzhi scoffed lightly, "Sure enough, he is his son, and he even gave you this sword."

"It's really great that master is willing to recognize my nephew." Chang Lin didn't intend to enter the house, so he leaned at the door and touched the thin bottle from his arms. It was matched, I wanted Xiao Ronger to try it, but my mother almost beat her to death when she found it. I think they were very terrified when they took this away. They couldn’t hide in such a deserted place, no Do you know what is the use of the painting Liang Chun that the uncle took?"

"Boy, you ask knowingly, but the younger brother is too stubborn, and he won't say anything." He moved his body again as he spoke, and there were six people he brought behind him, who were silent from beginning to end, as if they could stand corpse.

Chang Lin looked up at the sky, and the sun shone on his face, coating him with a hazy golden color, "Even if my father said it, would the uncle believe it? The reason why he would believe it sounds so ridiculous? Just because there is no If you practice the most basic birth, you can't practice drawing Liang Chun?"

"That's right, I naturally don't believe it, if it wasn't for verifying that the annotation on it is indeed Master's handwriting, I'm afraid I can't believe it even now." Jun didn't know that he grabbed two more hands on his body, and his tone of voice was already a little uncomfortable. Chennai.

"That's it. Since the uncle is here today, I will use the kung fu of picking stars to learn from the uncle today, so that the uncle can give some pointers. However, the uncle's appearance is really ugly. Xiao The nephew's antidote is considered a meeting gift."

The moment the bottle was thrown, various exclamations of unknown meaning came from all directions. Amidst all the exclamations, the bottle landed firmly in Jun Bubu's hands. He looked down at the bottle in his hand "Hmph, kid, this old man appreciates you, it's arrogant enough, but can this old man trust you?"

Chang Lin shrugged, "You don't have to eat, but don't say that my nephew won't win by force and took advantage of the old man when he loses later."

Jun didn't know that he was silent for a moment, and grabbed two more on his body, "Okay, regardless of whether it's a trick or not, my old man has lived to such an old age, and I'm afraid you won't be able to figure it out." After speaking, he uncorked the bottle and poured out a bottle A crimson pill came out, turned in the palm of his hand, and threw it into his mouth.

Chang Lin sneered, "What Uncle Master actually means is that if you don't get the antidote today, it's meaningless to live, right? Let Uncle Suffer."

Jun didn't know that he didn't get angry after hearing Chang Lin's words, and the laughing Huazhi trembled wildly, "It's really cunning, but if you beat me, the owner of Zhaixing Tower is still surnamed Chang."

After hearing this, Chang Lin put away the cynical smile he had been hanging from the beginning, and stood up straight coldly, "The one named Chang could abandon it 20 years ago, and he still doesn't care 20 years later. The Lord Jun thinks it's ok. Right? How about please."

You don't know who stood up from the chair he had been sitting on, and Yuhi's expression immediately returned, "I didn't expect you to have such courage and courage, anyway, what should be done will be done after all, it depends on what you have learned from Junior Brother Chang." fraction of ".

He and Chang Lin arrived at the courtyard one after the other, and the people he brought along with the people from Qingping Mountain naturally came out in a single file, scattered in every corner, but the people from the Star Picking Tower naturally kept pace with the people from Qingping Mountain. with a relatively reasonable distance.

Anyone with a bit of experience will find a relatively safe place based on experience, and wipe their eyes vigorously, for fear of missing half-movements.

Chang Lin slowly drew out the sword, stared straight at Jun Bu, his small eyes rolled, and took out a small dagger from his sleeve. There was no sheath on the dagger, and he It was too reassuring to put it in his sleeve like this, he weighed his dagger in his hand, and then looked at the epee in Chang Lin's hand, "I never thought that there would be a day when it would be used, after all, they might not have seen it for a long time." We have encountered them before, and it was very difficult for them to tell the winner back then."

"Senior Uncle is really old, he talks a lot..." The tip of the sword was sent forward, and the two of them fought together.

Speaking of which, Mai Zhong licked his dry lips, took a sip of the herbal tea on the table, and was extremely satisfied with Mo Wenyang's reaction on the other side. How could it be so easy to make Mr. Mo stunned, and he began to narrate again in good spirits .

If someone had told them that martial arts contests could be done like this before, they would never have believed it, but now the two people in front of them could clearly see that they were refuting with their lives, but their actions seemed to be attacked by something. It seemed to be pulled, slow and heavy, and even the movement of a finger could make them see clearly, as if the air they were in was thick and heavy, and all the weight was pressed here. The body of the two people is the same.

It became more and more difficult to breathe, the inhaled air scraped his throat sorely, already some young disciples fell to the ground silently, Mai Zhong wanted to go over to have a look, but he couldn't move his feet.

You don't know that although he is old, he is more flexible in jumping and dodging than Chang Lin. When he sees the gap in Chang Lin, he will stab with a dagger. Mai Zhong's clenched fist is covered with cold sweat. Chang Lin An epee opened and closed, and every time it seemed dangerous, it was resolved. Only Mu Yuan, Lu Bai, and Mai Zhong noticed Chang Lin's left foot. He never moved a step, and he faced The danger is getting smaller and smaller, and there are fewer and fewer loopholes that you can find.

I don't know how long the time has passed. Mai Zhong only felt that his eyes were blurred, and the things he saw gradually appeared double. ...until a cold sentence sounded like thunder.

"Hua Lao hopes to spare your life, but some grudges must be avenged."

"Master? He's not dead? Where is he?" The voice was grim and stern. When he looked again, the dagger in Jun's hand had disappeared, but he didn't see when the dagger disappeared.

"Of course he didn't die, but it doesn't matter to you whether you know it or not, because you are going to die, and die because of the painting Liang Chun you have been thinking about."

Jun didn't know that Chang Lin's left hand was sweeping towards his throat, knowing that it was a false move, his body still involuntarily hid to the side, and the right hand had already slapped his dantian.

When everyone looked up again, the sun had already started to set. Only one young man looked indifferently at a shriveled corpse under his feet. The corpse's eyes were still open, and he didn't know where to look.

At present, the people in Zhaixing Tower saw that their host was dead, and they didn't say anything. They quickly packed up the body and left. That night, Chang Lin only left two sentences in Yuehong Pavilion and left without saying goodbye. Know where he went.

"Oh, I don't know when we will see them again?" Mai Zhong drank tea and sighed.

Mo Wenyang quietly looked at the passing sunlight outside, did he just miss it?Everything has flowed through the fingers in a single body, and looking back, the people are far away and the flowers are gone.

While Mo Wenyang was listening to Xiao Shieru talking about Chang Lin's story, Chang Lin in the main hall of Su's house in Quancheng was listening to Su Zhao's story with his eyes closed, and Zhou Meng took Chang Rong to the north. Even with Su Zhao's foot strength, they lost track of them as soon as they reached the outside of the city.

"I think Zhou Meng collected countless medicinal herbs in the world in the name of curing diseases, how could he use so many herbs for curing diseases alone? He must have deliberately planned to get intoxicated at that time. Fortunately, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, he has always remembered it. Intoxication, which has long been banned as a banned drug, is really thoughtful."

Wu Feng looked up at the stern Chang Lin in astonishment, then bowed his head and remained silent. After all, he was the master who raised him. Although the person Chang Lin is talking about now is so different from what he knew before, if everything is really like Su Yan Qu said, in this matter, how should Qing Pingshan deal with himself, and how should he face the Chang brothers and Su Zhao?How is Xiaorong now?

The autumn wind blows the vines wrapped around the tree trunk, making a rustling sound. The vines are constantly being pulled, but they still hold the tree tightly. The stalwart is a kind of strength, and flexibility is sometimes a kind of strength. You can understand It is also a kind of wisdom to use the resources around you.

In the largest Xilong Teahouse in Ancheng, there is no shortage of conversation materials every day, ranging from weddings and funerals to small murders and disasters. Good pickles.

Recently, there has been a lot of commotion in the rivers and lakes. There are almost twice as many people drinking tea as usual, and their voices are getting louder. If you talk about private affairs, who will come to the teahouse?

There were two people sitting across from each other at a small table in the back of the first floor. A short and fat man was sipping the tea that Xiao Er had just brought over with his head down. A young man in dark green clothes was eating tea on the opposite side.

The fat man put down the teacup, "Brother, have you heard that the Promise Gate has already formed an alliance with the people from Dongshan?" He spoke with great vigor and a loud voice.

The man in green quickly swallowed the pastry in his mouth, his eyes were shining brightly, "I heard that this Fang Xiaochen was exposed by the eldest son of the Su family, and he just kept colluding with Dongshan without doing anything. It's really unexpected." .

The fat man curled his lips contemptuously, and his voice became louder, "What's unexpected? If he doesn't hurry to find someone to help, why is he still waiting for Qingpingshan and the Su family to find their troubles? It's strange to say that someone has long said, Fang Xiaochen did such unrighteous things, Qingpingshan, as the leader of the righteous way, had to react a bit, it has been more than two months, Qingpingshan and the Su family actually let it go, what is the reason?"

The table next to it suddenly stretched out its head. The head was not smaller than the fat man's head, but the eyes were only as big as mung beans, and they blinked very vigorously. "Don't you two know?" Seeing the curious eyes of the two people, His small eyes changed from mung beans to soybeans, and he was even completely blind. "My cousin is on Qingping Mountain. I heard from him that now only Lu Bai and Lu Daxia are on Qingping Mountain. Headmaster Mu and Wu Da Xia and Mai Daxia are not here, I heard that they walked together, and it has been more than a month."

"Oh? Is there something else going to happen?" The atmosphere became more enthusiastic.

This year is really a good year, not lonely.

Su Dai, the current housekeeper of the Su family in Quancheng, is the son of the old housekeeper Su Shi. He grew up with Su Zhao. It disappeared in his hands, which made him nervous for a whole month, fearing that something might go wrong if Su Zhao wasn't around, but Su Zhao handled it fairly cleanly, thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

When he came back in a hurry that day, he knew that something worrying must have happened. Wu Feng left that day, and it was said that he was going back to Qingping Mountain to discuss. , he also left quickly. That night Su Zhao, who was like a Shura, killed 13 of Su Yanqu's subordinates with his own hands with a cold eyebrow knife in his hand, and then left the Su family to him and left.

He also vaguely heard some family members who were present at the time mention some things at that time, and only then did he know that Su Yanqu was killed by Chang Lin. The reason seemed to be because his brother was the one who fell off the cliff with the young master. In the past, how can one sentence or two be able to say clearly, not to mention that the young master has disappeared now, he took the opportunity to scold those quick-mouthed people, and no one said anything about it.

If there is anything that makes him sigh, I am afraid that it is the drunken who returned to the Su family. They grew up together, and they always know that Zuiyue is dead now. She lived in a hut, and sent all the maids she sent back. She raised a rabbit by herself, and grew some vegetables and simple herbs when she had nothing to do, except for the maid who delivered meals every day. He has no words to persuade anyone.

Back at home, I hugged my son, took the bowls and chopsticks handed over by my wife, and the fatigue of the day disappeared in the flickering dim candlelight. Only myself can appreciate the happiness of anyone.

Su Zhao's sudden return did not cause any confusion to the Su residence which had basically restored order. Su Zhao went back to his room without asking any questions about the family affairs. Su Dai ordered someone to bring bath water and meals over, and Su Zhao washed After that, he rested, his face was full of wind and frost, and even the wind and frost could not conceal the slight sadness.

For two consecutive days, many people came to Quancheng, including Chang Lin, Wu Feng, Mu Yuan, Mai Zhong, and even an unexpected visitor, Mo Wenyang.

Several people were silent and relatively speechless, needless to say, they knew that there was no clue.

Mo Wenyang's chest was oppressed and uncomfortable, "Leader Zhou has been away for three years, has there never been any news?"

"No, we were worried at the beginning, and we searched for it in many ways, but to no avail. The third senior brother was by Master's side, and he didn't send any news back." Wufeng's eye sockets were blue, and he peeked at Chang Lin when he was speaking.

Chang Lin has kept his eyes closed, so no one can see his current emotion clearly. "The northwest is the wilderness. It shouldn't be there, so there are only true north and northeast."

"There are snow-capped mountains in the northeast, but grasslands in the north. We have also reached the edge of the grassland this time. Did they go there?" Mai Zhong mumbled while thinking.

Su Zhao stood up suddenly, and didn't care about the wooden table that he touched. He only looked at Chang Lin with burning eyes, "Since uncle can find him, then the father who also grew up with them must also be able to find him."

Chang Lin's eyes suddenly opened, and the brilliance at that moment dazzled the eyes of others in the dark room, "That's right, if that's the case, you stay and continue to collect information, and I'll go find Uncle Su."

"Okay, I won't let go of any news." The two hands slapped together and held tightly.

In the dark cave, Chang Rong was just knocking stones out of boredom. It was extremely cold here. Chang Rong simply grew up in the wilderness. Even though he lived in the south of the Yangtze River for several years, his ability to withstand the cold has not declined.

He was taken into captivity by Zhou Meng that day, and Zhou Meng ran almost non-stop for eight days to get here. Chang Rong was exhausted from being carried by him, but Zhou Meng just closed his eyes and rested his mind. Chang Rong knew that if he resisted, he would not be able to The enemy, Su Zhao must have lost the enemy, otherwise he would not have watched him being captured and ignored him, maybe only Hua Lao could fight him, thinking of this, he couldn't help but look depressed, and with all his strength, a few stones were turned into powder under his hands .

"I didn't expect that your martial arts are so advanced now, but it is still difficult to leave here. Master has become more and more powerful in the past few years, and his mind has become more and more unclear. There must be some misunderstanding here. Don't be upset. Master is back. Let’s have a good talk with him when he wakes up later.” As if disturbed by him, a pale and emotionless voice echoed in the empty cave.

Zhou Meng is not here, he has not returned for a few days, since he brought Chang Rong back, he often disappears, and then suddenly comes back and then leaves suddenly, and according to Chuhen, this situation has been about two years And he never knew where Zhou Meng went when he left.

That departure was the longest one, half a month away, and when he came back, he brought Chang Rong back. Chuhen was also meditating at the time, and he opened his eyes only when he heard something being thrown on the ground with a plop. The one who was thrown on the ground was the unconscious Chang Rong.

Even though Chuhen had 1 questions in his mind, seeing Zhou Meng's tired expression and closed eyes, he didn't dare to ask rashly, so he found a thick fur to wrap his thin clothes, and poured another bowl of hot soup. Only then did Chang Rong's complexion turn better, and Chang Rong was lying quietly beside the fire wrapped in roundness, as if he was still the boy when he first met.

All their food and clothing were brought back by Zhou Meng. It can be said that he is completely relaxed and free when he is away. Naturally, he is eager to leave here, but Chuhen told him that the terrain here is complicated. , it is impossible to get out of this vast land. He has been here for three years, and he has only been taken out twice by Zhou Meng. Besides, he has always felt that there is no need for Chang Rong to escape. Zhou Meng will definitely send him out when he is awake. Yes, Chang Rong just stood at the edge of the cave and looked at the vast white snow until he saw tears streaming from his eyes until he couldn't see anything.

Zhou Meng's gray hair was disheveled and sitting by the fire, Chang Rong shrank himself into a corner, the breath of Zhou Meng always made him shudder.

Zhou Meng just came back, Chu Hen carefully threw a roasted rabbit leg to Chang Rong, Chang Rong silently swallowed the food in the corner, Chu Hen handed the other rabbit leg to Zhou Meng." master".

Zhou Meng took the rabbit's leg and took a bite silently. His condition seemed relatively normal. Chuhen took a deep breath and said respectfully, "Master, Brother Chang Rong has been here for a while, why don't you see when is the right time to send him off?" Let him come out."

Chuhen kept his head down and replied submissively. What he didn't notice was that Zhou Meng's pupils were rapidly darkening, and the veins on his head appeared faintly. When he spoke again, he even changed his tone of voice, "Chang? Where is the surname Chang?" Yue'er, no one can take you away."

Chu Hen took two steps back in fright, Zhou Meng had already jumped up, glanced around and saw Chang Rong and rushed over, the rabbit leg in Chang Rong's hand had been frightened and fell to the ground, seeing Zhou Meng rushing over subconsciously Who would have thought that a big hand clasped his shoulders as soon as he moved, and Chang Rong almost heard the sound of his shoulder blades breaking, "Yue'er, are you My, my" domineering and frantic lips pressed against Chang Rong's lips, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

"Master, what are you doing? He's not Uncle Wu, he's Xiao Rong." Chu Hen's bloodless face was even paler at this moment. He never thought that the master he had always respected would do such a thing to Chang Rong. Things, eager to pull Zhou Meng away from Chang Rong.

When his hand touched Zhou Meng's shoulder, he was thrown away by Zhou Meng, and his body hit the cave wall. A trace of blood soon oozed from the corner of his mouth, dripping on his pure white robe, red and white were distinct.

He struggled to stand up again, stumbled and ran over. At this time, Chang Rong's eyes were already numb and empty. Chu Hen couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart when he saw it. , please, please let go of Xiaorong."

Zhou Meng finally let go of Chang Rong as he wished, but put a pair of blood-red eyes on Chu Hen's body, "Hmph, are you trying to betray me by helping outsiders? The old man will let you see the betrayal." end".

After Chang Rong understood what had happened, he got up from the ground and saw only the bloodiest and cruelest scene when he ran to the entrance of the cave. Zhou Meng's hand patted Chuhen's head directly, and the white clothes were scattered on the ice and snow. On the covered ground, it was gradually not clear, and the bright red blood flowed from under the clothes, slowly soaking the clothes in red, and then cooled and condensed, like the most beautiful flower on the ice.

Chang Rong's body fell limp again, and a tear fell into the root of her hair.

This year's winter in Quancheng is extremely cold, and there have been patches of snowflakes in the past few days. The snowflakes fell on the shoulders of the nostalgic attachment. Su Zhao, whose shoulders had already turned white, slowly dropped a white dove from his hand. Taking out a small piece of paper from the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg, he unfolded it carefully, and there were only seven words on it: "Northeast, Snow Mountain, Reciprocating Town".

Shufu Town is cold and dry in the harsh winter, and most people stay at home and rarely go out. People who collect fur and mountain goods will not come here at this time, and people who have nothing to do with it will not risk being frozen to death on the way. At noon, the only street was still deserted, and there was no one there.

Shuhui Town is covered with ice and snow for nine months a year, but the only three months that are relatively warm can be described as bustling and bustling. This is the northernmost town, and the mountain people in the north The medicinal materials they dug and the furs of the animals they beat are all sold here, and the goods are all of the best quality, so the people here are considered comfortable and wealthy.

The light reflected by the sun on the ice is extremely dazzling, and the occasional barking of a dog in a quiet environment can be heard far away, and the sudden crash is also particularly eye-catching. It turns out that the wooden door of Zhendong’s family was opened. , The snow on the eaves was shaken and a large piece fell off, and it fell on the ground and mixed with the original snow.

A child like a dumpling almost rolled out of the house, still remembering to press the hat on his head from time to time, his little face was black and red, and he looked very healthy, he waved to the door, "Grandpa, grandpa, come out quickly!" ah".

"Why are you in a hurry? No matter how anxious you are, you can't beat me, so hurry up and take out your candy and give it to grandpa." A skinny old man walked out wrapped in a huge white bear skin, squinting his eyes and smiling.

The appearance of an old man and a young man brought this lifeless town to life.

The grandpa and grandson found a clean piece of ice and dug a shallow hole in it. Then they each took out a wooden ball from their sleeves, stepped back five steps, lined up, and lay down on the ice. I started bouncing wooden balls into the small hole, and I could hear the boy giggling from time to time.

Su Zhao's mind was in a trance for a moment, and his hurried steps slowed down. Why did he seem to hear Chang Rong's laughter?The pace is more urgent than before.

When the laughter brought him in front of the grandpa and grandson, his heart calmed down. They were indeed similar, and they were also free from impurities, but no matter how similar they were, it was not true.

He bowed and saluted, "May I ask the old man, is this Shufu Town?" Although he was proud since he was a child, he was never rude, and after these few years, he became more deep and introverted.

"Ah, ah, maybe? Isn't it, Huzi?" The old man looked at him in confusion and then turned to ask the child.

"Yes, yes, it's Shufu Town, Grandpa, this elder brother looks really good-looking." The child's voice was very crisp.

"It's very beautiful."

"Grandpa, it's so strange this year. No one would come at this time in the past, but one person came yesterday, and another person came today." The grandpa and grandson said happily, as if they had forgotten that there was such a person as Su Zhao.

"Did someone come yesterday? What kind of person is he? Where does he live?" Of course, Su Zhao would not pretend that he had not heard what they said, and asked eagerly.

The child named Huzi was about to answer when he heard a voice from far away, "Are you here too?"

Su Zhao stood up straight and looked towards the direction where the voice came from. The urgency also subsided. The person who came was still dressed in green clothes. He looked thin and desolate in such a place. Su Zhao didn't say much. "How about it?".

Chang Lin took a look at Su Zhao, who had regained his black color. He was also black, but it was no longer gorgeous and complicated, and the iconic red piping was gone. Spring City was much farther than the wasteland. He set off later, but he was only a day later than him. It is conceivable how he hurried on his way. He put away the admiration and approval in his eyes, and looked at the grandpa and grandson with a smile like a flower, "Dare to ask the old man?" The name is Xue Song?"

"I'm old and not talented." There was a gleam of clarity in the old man's eyes.

"I heard that you are the person in this town who is most familiar with snow mountains?"

"Everyone in this town knows that the only person who has been to the depths of the snow-capped mountains and can come back is only my grandpa." The child proudly held his head up, with a smile on his face.