Master and apprentice said [Sword Three]

After traveling for several days, I arrived at Changle Square in Kunlun, which completely changed the world.The surrounding area is white, and the eaves and corners of the house are covered with icicles for many years, almost frozen into a faint blue.

As soon as he entered the territory of Kunlun, Qu Mei was shivering from the cold, shivering in the carriage, not even sticking his head out.

I unwrapped my bundle and handed him a satin dress: "Kunlun is colder than Mount Hua, so don't freeze to death."

Qu Mei sneezed, her cheeks were slightly red, she quickly picked it up, and said in the car, "Thank you, Daoist."

"You are used to living in Miaojiang. Although you have been to many places, you must not have encountered the coldness of Kunlun. I just remembered it when I passed by Mawei, so I bought a piece of clothing by the way."

Qu Mei added another word of thanks, and I didn't say anything more.

It was dusk and the snow was getting heavier.I raised the whip, trying to urge the horse to hurry up.If I had known that the wind and snow would be stronger at night, I should have stayed in Changlefang for one night.

However, Chacha can't wait.After starting from Hidden Sword Villa, it took more than half a month to go to Kunlun.

"hiss--"

As I was driving, the horse suddenly lifted its front hooves unexpectedly, and the entire carriage almost fell backwards, and I was almost thrown to the ground.Fortunately, I reacted very quickly and jumped out of the carriage first.Looking back, Qu Mei was faster than me, wrapped in thick clothes, standing in the snow beside me.

Around us, clusters of dark shadows popped up like mushrooms.

There are many gangsters in the mountains, this sentence is not false at all, let alone in this kind of snowy night.

Instead of drawing my sword, I took a few steps forward calmly.Master Liuqing once told me that the more flustered you are, the less you can let the other party see it, and you have to calm down others in terms of momentum.Those people saw that I was calm and relaxed, but they backed away by themselves.

I knew it in my heart, it worked!

But at this critical moment, one of the men also took a few steps forward, and the distance between me and me was shortened a lot.But through the vast snow, I couldn't see his face clearly, only vaguely saw the sharp machete.

The scimitar... My heart skipped a beat, it turned out to be a Mingjiao disciple.

Now I couldn't pretend anymore, I pretended to touch the saber at my waist, and at the same time said to the curved eyebrow behind me: "My benefactor, please stay far away, so as not to hurt you."

I thought Qu Mei would come to help me, but unexpectedly he retreated obediently to the back of the carriage.

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The Mingjiao man showed his scimitar, and as he got closer, his face became clearer.Narrow eyes, a flame-like imprint carved between the eyebrows, wearing a hood, a few strands of curly hair slipping out from the brim of the hood, covering half of the face.

I grabbed the hilt of the sword vigilantly, pulled out the sword, and slashed at his face.He slanted his body, and his feet were extremely fast. While avoiding me, the scimitar brushed past my shoulder blade.

The blade was cold, straight into my eyes.Through the scimitar, I could see his face thoroughly, a face only a killer has.I pretended to fall to the ground and stabbed him in the stomach with a backhand sword.

In an instant, that figure quickly disappeared in front of his eyes, and the blade cut through the air.

I took a deep breath, backed up holding the sword, and looked around.Those people stood there ready to go, looking for a gap to rush up.

This should be the ice field of Kunlun, very close to the camp in the Valley of the Wicked.I thought about this, and hurriedly stopped: "Everyone, could it be that you have robbed the wrong person, and the poor are also people from the Valley of the Evil."

The other side replied: "That can't be wrong, wicked people in the Valley of the Wicked, just listen carefully, we belong to the Haoqi League."

My heart suddenly turned cold, and I thought to myself, this is miserable...

At the same time, the sharp scimitar rested on my neck, and the Mingjiao disciple clasped my hands from behind, and my sword fell to the ground with a bang.

"It's best not to play tricks." His voice was deep and magnetic, and a puff of hot air puffed into his ears.

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