Frost Habitat and Cold Moon

"Qinglong!" Bi Xian roared anxiously, stepping on the wooden bridge first.But Chen Jishuang nimbly turned over in mid-air and landed steadily back on the log.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." As Chen Yushuang spoke, he had already moved in front of Baihu.

Bi Xian felt relieved and just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the sea of ​​clouds under his feet. He hurriedly used his hands and feet, and his limbs were hooped on the round wooden bridge, refusing to move half a step forward no matter what.

"Why don't you send me back? Or you can just tell the leader that I'm a martyr. I, I, I would rather die than go there... It's a pity that my family, Xiaoqiu, died shortly after we got married. Wuwu Woo." Bi Xian hugged the bridge tightly and howled.

"What nonsense are you talking about. Let go, and I'll carry you over." Chen Yushuang jumped over Bi Xian to the bridge, and he stood on the ground and stretched out his hand to pull Bi Xian.

"Oh my god! Can this bridge stand up to two people tossing about? If it falls together, 'ba', won't your brains be broken?!" Bi Xian was so scared to death by himself that he almost cried out.

"Trust me. I'll count to one, two, three, and you let go. I'll take you there." Chen Yushuang lowered his body halfway, put his hands on the wooden bridge, and adjusted his breathing with the shaking of the wooden body.

"Fight it! At worst, you will die." Bi Xian gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and as Chen Jueshuang's "three" sound ended, he let go of his hands and feet, allowing his body to fall freely.

Chen Yushuang bowed and catapulted, like a charged bow and arrow, jumped up, like a bird hunting a fish, picked up Bi Xian, threw him on the back, and landed on the opposite side of the mountain stream with one ups and downs.

"Ah—" Kong Gu's sound transmission was Bi Xian's shrill scream.

Bi Xian leaned against the stone wall with lingering fear, panting heavily to calm down his mood, until his pale face returned to blood, and he couldn't vomit anything after retching vigorously, then he weakly pushed Chen Huaishuang, signaling him to move on up.

However, Chen Jishuang looked at Tianjian thoughtfully, and said to himself: "He is injured, and he rarely walks on mountain roads. How can he get up to such a place? No, I have to go down the mountain to pick him up." .”

"It's better if you don't come to this kind of ghost place!" Bi Xian almost hung on Chen Yushuang, "If I'm not on the list like Suzaku, I won't come to Kunlun even if I'm killed."

He pushed Chen Yushuang forward, and said: "Why are you like an old hen guarding chickens? Suzaku is taken care of by Huang Li and Bai Ling, not to mention, compared to such trivial things as mountain climbing, no matter what you think, they are Qinglong envoys." Wouldn't it be more suspicious to pick it up in person?"

"You're right, I didn't think carefully." Chen Yushuang sincerely admitted his mistake, and half-supported Bi Xian, dragging him towards the top of the mountain.

Bi Xian succeeded in educating others once in a rare way, and even gained some sense of accomplishment from teaching and resolving doubts, so he hurriedly added after the victory: "This Suzaku, although I grew up in the teaching, my brain is Bi It's a little bit, but in the final analysis, he is a businessman. So what is the use of a little bit of internal strength, stepping into the rivers and lakes?

Don't mistakenly drag him into this unclean muddy pond just because of your temporary concern..."

As he spoke, he happily showed a pair of small canine teeth, pretended to pat Chen Jishuang's shoulder earnestly, hummed a song, and climbed up the boulder first.

Don't you know that the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Chen Yushuang bit her lower lip lightly, and pressed her chest lightly with her hands. In an instant, she restrained all her exposed expressions, and became cold again.

"You're right." The echo drummed his eardrums, making Chen Jishuang's ears buzz.

The two reached the top of the mountain at dusk.They all looked rather embarrassed.

Aunt Yuan waited for them in the cold wind and snow on the top of the mountain for nearly an hour, her shoulders and head were covered with fine snowflakes.

Seeing this, Chen Jishuang hurriedly dusted off the snowflakes for her, and took off her coat.

Aunt Yuan shook her head, indicating no need.He only urged them to come to the registration office to register.

At the registration office, more than a dozen people are waiting to guide the children.The two in the middle are slightly older, they seem to be regular disciples of Kunlun, and they seem to be the leaders of this group of children.

When the two saw Chen Baoshuang and Bi Xian coming together, they didn't have any courtesy and greetings that Jianghu people should have. They came up and warned the two directly: "Personal fighting is prohibited in the competition venue! Otherwise, it will be deemed as automatically giving up the right to participate!"

Chen Jishuang frowned, but said nothing.

Bi Xian spoke bluntly, and asked: "When did the rules change? How many people have died in this Xiaqi Peak, and you just told me to 'forbid private fighting' today?!"

The little boy frowned impatiently and said, "It's newly changed today. If you don't like it, just leave. Go, get your number plates, and go to the inner hall to record your names."

"Hey, you..." Bi Xian wanted to argue with him, but was stopped by Chen Yushuang, and followed the guide boy to the inner hall.

The voice of the boy just now came from behind.Different from the sternness just now, this time it is a polite and ardent exhortation: "Master Zheng, please take your number plate... To show the fairness of the competition, this time we will draw lots by ourselves. Please follow our reception. Lead people to the residence for a short rest, and then someone will come to transcribe the name..."

"Fucking dog eyes... um..." Bi Xian opened his mouth to scold, but Chen Haoshuang covered his mouth.

Chen Yushuang dissuaded him in a low voice: "In other people's territory, the rules are naturally decided by them. If there is anything wrong, bear with it first."

Bi Xian looked aggrieved, but he really calmed down.

He waved the number plate in his hand and followed behind Chen Yushuang silently. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he leaned on Chen Yushuang's shoulder and whispered to him: "I think we seem to be planning to Prisoners eating prison food are more like animals waiting to be slaughtered in a slaughterhouse. It’s too embarrassing to have a serial number or something.”

Chen Yushuang hurriedly signaled him to keep silent.

Sure enough, the leading boy who was walking in front gave them a sideways glance.

Chen Yushuang took a step forward, covered the white tiger, and interrupted: "I want to ask you, is our number related to the order in which we arrived?"

"Naturally." The guide boy replied in a neutral tone, "Before you, 380 people have already registered."

While speaking, he entered a side hall, and one person lay on a large table made of huanghuali wood, pointed the top of his head at the two of them, and asked in a lazy voice as if he hadn't woken up: "Number, name, weapon."

Chen Jishuang obviously hesitated for half a step.

The white tiger behind him nudged him forward without knowing why.

Only then did Chen Yushuang come to his senses, stepped forward and respectfully saluted and replied: "No. 380 No. [-], Chen Yushuang, Aoxue Sword."

The room was strangely quiet for a moment, and all the Kunlun disciples in the room put down what they were doing at the same time, first set their eyes on Chen Jishuang's sword, and then moved up to his slightly green but extremely heroic face superior.

Chen Yushuang was seen as a thorn in his back, so he simply untied the Aoxue sword and pushed the sword out of its sheath.On the dazzling white hilt, the word "Aoxue" is engraved in inscribed characters.It can be proved that it is absolutely the true deity.

The person lying on the table quickly raised his eyelids, and carefully measured Chen Yushuang. After a long while, he tilted his head and called the disciple behind him: "You take him, and him...by the way, what's your name?" ?”

The white tiger replied loudly: "380 Qi, Bai... No, Bi Xian, the 'Ren Chu' big axe."

"The Azure Dragon Envoy and the White Tiger Envoy of the Demon Cult. Disrespect, disrespect." The man lying on the table finally braced himself, and said politely, but his tone was full of sarcasm, "Okay, just the two of them, arrange them to the south Go to the private courtyard. Heck, it’s windy on the mountain, don’t disturb the crouching dragon and the tiger.”

The man smiled, sketched a few times, and then lay down on the table again.

"You!" Bi Xian was furious, and wanted to rush to the case, and chopped off the middle-aged man with an axe, but was hugged desperately by Chen Haoshuang, and dragged out.

Before leaving, Chen Jishuang still did not forget the etiquette, and said respectfully and politely: "Thank you for your care."

The man remained lying on his stomach and did not make a sound.

Instead, the Kunlun disciples behind him responded, "Yes, Uncle Master." He led Chen Jishuang and Bi Xian to take a shortcut and headed towards the reserved residence halfway up the mountain.

He walked fast on the snow, almost without a trace.

"I'm here to compete, not to be angry!" Bi Xian stomped down fiercely, revealing deep footprints, "If it wasn't for the leader's order, I really want to kill these birdmen with an axe.  … ...Just do it directly in the martial arts competition, and insist on doing some long-winded nonsense!"

Chen Yushuang ignored his complaints. He followed in the footsteps of the Kunlun disciples and asked him about the accommodation arrangements for the female relatives.

"The women's family members will live directly in the inner hall of the mountain top hall, so there is no need to run back and forth. During the competition, regardless of sect or class, Kunlun will try its best to ensure the safety of you. Please feel free to prepare for the competition." The Kunlun disciple said in a gentle tone. Because of Chen and Bi's identities of the demon sect, they are hostile.

"... Excuse me, the one just now... I haven't heard of it..."

"That's our sect master's younger brother, our little uncle, Wu Tianxia. The little uncle has always liked to travel, but he just returned home recently. It's normal for outsiders not to know him, so please don't worry about it."

Not long after, the three of them came to an independent and open courtyard.

Although the house looks quite old, it is better than clean and quiet, and all the supplies in the house are readily available, as if someone had lived there before.

"Then, please rest here first. I'll go down and arrange a meal for you." The Kunlun disciple said goodbye and left.

After a while, a servant brought food and wine.

Aunt Yuan also asked someone to bring a message, saying that she was arranged to live with Ling Suxin of the Tianshi Sect, everything is fine, and we will meet again on the day of the competition.

Although Bi Xian was still complaining, it didn't stop him from eating and drinking at all.

Chen Yushuang only moved his chopsticks a few times, and then presumed that he was full.

He just felt uneasy, but he couldn't say why.Seeing that Bi Xian, who had eaten and drank well, bathed and changed, was lying on the bed snoring loudly, he had no choice but to sigh, put on his coat, got up and opened the door, and walked to the courtyard.

The moon in the atrium is as cool as water, yellow leaves are falling, and flowers are flying.

Chen Yushuang raised his hand to grab a petal, but saw a ray of strength blowing with the wind.He casually snapped off a branch, and headed back against the oncoming force.In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than a dozen moves.

The man led Chen Jishuang to rush along the path in the forest, and didn't stop until deep in the dense forest.

A graceful figure floated in front of Chen Yushuang: "That's right, you still remember this set of sword skills. Well, the sword is fierce and murderous, but the momentum and strength are just right. Middle grade. Still need to be sharpened practice."

"Don't dare to forget." Chen Jishuang raised his skirt, knelt down, held the junior salute with both hands, and replied respectfully, "Long time no see, are you all right?"

"Where is the safety and anxiety? It's just a meal. I heard that you have offended many people. Seeing that you are still alive and kicking, you are indeed a disaster for thousands of years." The visitor smiled and helped Chen Huai Shuang, and patted him on the shoulder, said with emotion, "You have grown up, and you have changed your appearance."

He raised his eyebrows a little proudly, and added: "Even so, I recognized you at first sight."

The author has something to say:

Introspection, the observation of daily life is still not careful enough, and the ability to perceive and control emotions is also slightly insufficient.

In addition, take time to practice describing the scenery! ! ! 【fall】

Why can't I handle even the most basic scene description well!

The root cause is that I have not experienced and loved life better! (Did you grow up drinking northwest wind and standing in southeast wind!)

So depressed!I feel that my level is not very good, but I rack my brains all day long to drive myself crazy!

I hope my madness will not infect my beloved ones in this article!

Come on, come on, calm down, work hard!

take a deep breath.Another ten thousand breaths!Add one hundred thousand liters of oil!

(I didn't give up on myself. I vent a little bit, please forgive me!)