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This year's ice sculpture competition is the last one. At the end of February, the ice can still freeze a little firmer. In March, the ice in the river is crisp and there are many bubbles.The ice in the hands of the sculptor showed a natural emerald green color, as if a large piece of gemstone had been cut open and the outside was scraped off, as if pieces of lifelike objects were freed from the ice, revealing their beautiful appearance.

Ningshuang City is full of low stone houses and thick walls. There is no way to uniformly heat this place. The pipes made of any material will be cracked by the frost... The cold here carries spiritual attacks, but I can’t absorb it. After the establishment of the federation, there were often street fights here. After decades of peace, the air was filled with fluctuations of demon energy and psionic energy entangled with each other, which was equivalent to psionic garbage. It didn’t help my senior sister’s recovery at all. .

Because she came too early, the senior sister saw the whole process of a beauty falling from the ice.The beauty made of ice is naked, wearing a silk dress, slightly bent her knees and reached out to scoop up a handful of water in the river.The corner of the beauty's mouth was smiling, her fingertips were raised slightly, her shoulders were round, and the water in her hand seemed to be flowing. The senior sister couldn't help being surprised. It's not that she has never seen sculptures before, but she never thought that such a work would appear on such a smelly and dirty iron sheet. Gathered in the dilapidated venue.

The craftsman who sculpted her wore half leather gloves. When he laughed, the beard and the dirt on his face were mixed together. His whole face was dirty, his body was tattered, and his leather jacket was torn. Sweat and stains have become hard, two sleeves have been wiped too much dirt, the hard cuffs are black and shiny, an ice pick is held in the right hand, wounds are all over the fingers, frostbite cuts and burns, like a wound exhibition.

Suddenly there was a shout: "You bastard! You bastard is always begging for food! You touch your grandpa's ice!"

The craftsman who sculpted the beauty jumped up like a rabbit, and rushed in the direction of the senior sister.The senior sister put on her sunglasses, and a frantic man followed behind the craftsman, brandishing a sharp knife and chasing after him.The one being chased deftly jumped over the iron sheet, rolled on the ground, and rolled downhill with his head in his arms. The one behind couldn't keep up and gritted his teeth angrily.

The craftsmen around who were still finishing their works seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and a few came over to talk to the man who couldn't keep up: "Admit it, and buy another piece of ice."

In the local area, ice cubes are also a big business, and the big chunks of ice that are completely clear for this kind of competition are more expensive.

"Bastard, I'm unlucky! The bastard's homeless man, bah!"

man ruthless

He spat hard on the ground a few times, as if spitting out a few nails on the ground, the saliva quickly condensed, and ice formed on his beard, so cold that he immediately retracted his head, cursing and thinking he was unlucky.

"What's the situation!" Xi Yi was stunned, and asked softly. A craftsman saw her beauty, and responded, "It's nothing, there is a beggar who always lays down here and chisels other people's ice while the owner is away every ice sculpture competition." Be different."

A beggar has such artistic attainments, and the senior sister is silent.

The man whose ice had been stolen was furious, and he couldn't compete with the beggar's work, so he had to take his anger out on the ice beauty and hit her with a sledgehammer.

The hammer suddenly hung in mid-air, as if a hand reached out from the sky to hold the hammer.

The senior sister lightly turned over the iron sheet, and walked quietly to the side of this ice sculpture. As she got closer, she felt its thrilling beauty more and more. She seemed to be alive. The senior sister gently pressed her hand on the base: "Excuse me, this statue Is the ice sculpture not allowed to compete?"

"That's natural. The beggar didn't sign up, and it's not his ice!"

The man holding the hammer did not dare to let go, but the hammer was obviously out of his control. The senior sister raised her hand lightly, and the hammer came out of his hand and slowly landed on the ground. There have been no monks in this remote place for many years, and all the craftsmen did not. Seeing live ones, I was stunned for a moment.

The senior sister said: "Okay, that's it, I took it away. How much is such a big piece of ice? I will pay you."

"200 yuan……"

The senior sister took out two hundred crystal coins from the Qiankun ring.

The man stammered: "No...it's 200 yuan, no, it's [-] yuan."

ah.The senior sister is not very familiar with ordinary people's money, but she does not have any ordinary money at hand. She took back more than 100 crystal coins, estimated the exchange rate, and left twenty crystal coins.

"Too...too much."

The senior sister took back ten more, and there were still many left. The senior sister also lost patience, and put the ice sculptures in the Qiankun ring, and counted ten crystal coins in the hands of ordinary people.

"May I ask that...um, beggar, where does he live?"

The senior sister asked for the address and left, Xi Yi followed behind.

The senior sister never thought that her arrival would cause an uproar in Ningshuang City.

The cultivator is here!The cultivator is here!In Ningshuang City, where the birds don't shit, there are actually practitioners coming!

The people chirped like birds to deliver the great news, as if it was a hero from their hometown.There were still a few people scurrying around in the empty street, and the sound of opening the closed door was heard one after another.

Senior sister is in a kennel

I found the beggar. It was a slum in the south of the city. There were a lot of wooden houses crowded like a beehive, and few of them seemed to be inhabited.Even so, the beggar was still lying in a kennel at the end of an alley. It was said to be a kennel, but it was actually just a broken box tied together with waste wood and paper, covered with several layers of rags, and the beggar was lying inside. , on all fours, with his mouth wide open to the sky, smacking something from time to time.

When the senior sister passed by, the beggar squinted at her: "Don't get in the way, you're preventing me from eating."

Have a meal?eat air?The senior sister was not abrupt, took a step back, and looked carefully, only to see the beggar opened his mouth wide, and the melted snow dripped from the broken iron roof.

Xi Yi said, "Well, drinking the wind and drinking the dew is not a low level."

"I saw your ice sculpture, and I thought—" Senior Sister pushed Xi Yi away with a pleasant expression.

"Success me?" The beggar raised one eye to stare at the senior sister, then stared back contemptuously.

The senior sister didn't want to waste time, so she took the ice sculpture from Qiankun Ring and put it beside her: "I think this is your work."

She turned around and hid her hands in the fox fur coat, suddenly there was a sound of ice shattering from behind, the senior sister turned her head in surprise, the beggar got up and pushed the ice sculpture to the ground, the beauty shattered on the ground.

Fingers, eyebrows, and undulating outlines are all gone, leaving only stumps.

The senior sister was shocked: "This—"

"Are you a cultivator?" Beggar looked at her silently, "I just like carving, and my work has nothing to do with me, it's someone else's ice."

"Your money is not worth it." Xi Yi prodded, and poked the senior sister's arm, the senior sister was puzzled: "Why?"

"If I sculpt one, I feel very good. I am complacent. I can still hold it and eat for a lifetime? Ice is such a good thing. After you sculpt it, no matter how beautiful it is, no matter how complacent I am, I am so skilled. It will dissolve in time, too."

Because the senior sister is a cultivator, the beggar seemed willing to say a few more words to the senior sister. He rubbed his dirty jacket, quietly approached the senior sister, and looked her up and down: "What do you look like?"

That's really offensive.

The senior sister took off her sunglasses: "What?"

As I said, my senior sister is very famous.

So much so that barbaric beggars like Ningshuang City know her.

"The commandment of Fengyin Mountain! The strongest swordsman in the cultivation world!"

The senior sister really wants to say that she is not the strongest swordsman in the cultivation world. Although her master Xuanshu has fallen, this title cannot be inherited by the younger generation, and she is not even the number one swordsman of the younger generation. , falling to the gas refining stage, which is a normal level.

Xi Yi: "Yo."

"Who is this woman?" Even though she knew that the senior sister was the legendary Shou Jie, she didn't show any more respect to her companion, the beggar.

Xi Yi was about to speak, but the senior sister replied softly: "She is not important."

"I'm important."

"You know me?" The senior sister ignored Xi Yi and took a step forward. The beggar was obviously taller than the senior sister, but he bent down and made a gesture of looking up: "You are a good monk!"

The senior sister understood, this is a stunned young man who doesn't know the twists and turns, all words must be understood literally, without any emotional color.

"what's up?"

"Can I hire you to kill someone?"

Senior sister seldom dealt with this kind of dumb-headed young man among mortals. She was silent for a moment, preparing her words, when Xi Yi suddenly tugged at her sleeve.

A group of mortals flooded into the alley, old and young, male and female, one, two, three... all poking their heads out, crowded, shoulder to shoulder, coming from both sides, it was impossible to hide Standing still, they fell out of the crowd one by one, and hid on both sides stupidly and shyly.There were more and more people, and they couldn't hide anymore, so they simply stood there pushing and shoving, looking at my senior sister curiously.

Although they were crowded and shoved, their voices seemed to be wiped out, and everyone was quiet, their faces bloodshot from the cold.

At this time, the senior sister was not wearing sunglasses, and the face of the famous monk appeared in broad daylight.

They seem to have seen her on TV, or often see her, as if they knew her, showing suddenly enlightened expressions.Their dull faces suddenly cracked open, revealing a bit of secret joy, pushing each other, and exchanging information with each other's eyes.

"Where did this come from?" Xi Yi whispered to herself, but the senior sister responded in a low voice at a loss: "Why did you choose to come here?"

"I just heard that this place can lead to the sunset ruins. The sunset ruins are one of the twenty scenic spots that Huaxia stars must visit in this life."

The senior sister was affected by the ruins of the sunset and she missed her master. She didn't really miss her master, but it was her master after all, her expression became serious, and she turned around to see that the beggar was rubbing his face, making a sound like brushing a pot with an iron brush. Picking up the remaining finger of the beauty from the ground, he handed it to the senior sister: "Shoujie, you are called Shoujie, right? You like this? You help me kill people, I will give you this, I will carve one for you every day, I don't take money."

More and more people came to the alley, and the short ones jumped up and down to see the face of the cultivator.

"you guys

Killing too? "Xi Yi asked for senior sister. She held senior sister's arm to see my senior sister's reaction. My senior sister's expression was cold. How do you say killing is so easy? Although senior sister often punishes all kinds of unreasonable people, she didn't kill them. Extraordinary.

"We have a cultivator," said the beggar, "no, he is not a cultivator, he is a demon cultivator."

There was a child in the crowd who was held by his mother on her knees. He didn't understand what everyone was doing while they were silently facing the two young women.

"Say it, big guy! What are you waiting for! A cultivator has come to our city! It's genuine! It's not a fake cultivator! It's a famous precept! She's an upright monk, and no one can beat her! Remember the mysterious master of Sunset City Immortal! This is an apprentice of an immortal!"

The beggar rushed to the front of the crowd, waving his arms, as if the conductor of the orchestra was emotionally standing on the stage, but he played a silent song, and no one responded. He just stared at the senior sister and shook his head hesitantly. , kept going back, but no one left.

The child is pulled behind by the mother.The senior sister lowered her eyes: "You have never had a cultivator come here?"

My senior sister also has knowledge blind spots.

Except for the sand environment where no hair can grow, the cold area has the least number of people. The vast majority of the population of Huaxia Star is gathered in the four regions of east, west, south, middle, and most of the cultivation sects are also here. Conservative faction.

Because of the long-term war in the cold environment, no sects are willing to stay here, and the sects before the federation also moved south after the federation was established.

"No, which cultivator is willing to come to our place? The air here is the rubbish of monks. They will only regress when they practice here..." The beggar scratched his head, "Actually, I don't know why they don't come, the newspaper Don't you know that our air is garbage, don't you know?"

The senior sister came here for a short time, and she really didn't feel the situation of the monks who lived here for a long time. After a little thought, she came to understand: "There are no cultivators passing by here?"

"Yes, there are. Come to us and see that there are no mines, the weather is cold, all the machines are frozen, and there seems to be no spiritual power..."

The beggar hadn't finished speaking when suddenly there were several sounds like horseshoes slapping the ground from outside the crowd.

The sound was like throwing a stone into the forest, and the crowd scattered like panicked birds, leaving only the beggar, who took out an ice chisel from his sleeve, and blocked it at the entrance of the alley.

The senior sister walked out of the alley.

Suddenly, a grotesque unicorn covered with warts emerged from the lower place, and a masked man was riding on the unicorn, walking slowly towards the senior sister.

"Intermediate Foundation Establishment." Xi Yi made a judgment, and the senior sister drew out her sword... it was too much.

My senior sister has always had no fear of her own powerful enemies. Of course, this bravery has gone through a lot of trials after being thrown into the sand here by the demon fox. Now her bravery is prudent and fearless, and the sword spirit helps her start calculations in her mind. .

With a movement of the divine mind, there were two footsteps behind the unicorn. The masked man approached, with golden boots, short hair, covered with a red cloth, revealing a pair of fearsome eyes.

Behind him were two men who were also wearing golden boots. The soles seemed to be inlaid with something, and they made a crisp sound with every step. They had tassels on their waists, and they held a bag in their left hand and a sickle in their right.

"The one riding on the monster is Demon Cultivator 27! He and his two men go out once a week... and eat us as food."

"The cultivators who came before didn't dare to take care of them. Either they were not cultivated enough, or they were bad monks who wanted to take our money, and there were also soft-hearted monks who didn't want to get involved in the matter of demon cultivators..."

Although the beggar was introducing, his hands were already shaking.

My senior sister thought he was angry at first, but later she realized that he was afraid.

"Why can't we move away?" Xi Yi asked lightly. She used to have a partner who was a demon cultivator. She didn't care at all who cannibalize people. In her opinion, the weak were killed and eaten. It doesn't matter, it's none of her business.

"He has imposed a restriction...we... these mortals... can't get out of the boundary of Frost City."

The beggar seemed to have exhausted all his courage at last. With a loud roar, he bent down and hid behind his senior sister.

The senior sister didn't listen to one side's words, but she did feel a sharp killing intent and a strong smell of blood from this demon cultivator 27.

"A cultivator... keep the commandments? Why did such a big man come to a small town like ours?" Demon cultivator 27's voice was pleasant, and he closed his eyes, as if he was talking to a gentle and jade-like young man.

Xi Yi said, "Yo, I picked a good place."

"Alright." The senior sister drew out her sword.

It is not an easy thing to leapfrog the Qi refining stage and kill the foundation building stage. The senior sister regards Xiyi as transparent and non-existent, and the sword intent is like a flame blazing.

"You are a smart person, how can you doubt the loyalty of a cultivator after listening to the nonsense of an old beggar who is insane? Because I have murderous intent? The monks in Fengyin Mountain can't be so superficial!"

At that time, my senior sister thought that the demon cultivator was going to use lies to prevaricate.

Unexpectedly, the magic repairer 27

Leaning down slightly, those wolf-like eyes full of resentment suddenly bent: "These bastards in Ningshuang City want to atone for their sins, I just help them."

"What crime did they commit?"

"Do you remember the last war between the Federation and the Yaozu? I mean, the real war is not the kind of sporadic strangulation."

The senior sister recalled the history of the Federation, lowered her eyes: "War of Ice?"

The last battle in the cold environment is vague in the Federation's records, and only a few big words were used. It was an arduous battle...one mind and one mind...to achieve the final victory...to end the long war between humans and the demon race...historical significance... ...It happened after Master got rid of the thieves in Sunset City. According to the history books, it was the 123rd year of the Chinese calendar.

"The War of Ice originally only needed to be fought for half a month, why did it last for half a year?"

The demon cultivator 27 laughed in a low voice, but the senior sister held the sword unmoved.

Xi Yi doesn't understand the history of the Federation, so he doesn't have much experience.Demon cultivator 27 didn't know that there was a living monster standing in front of him, and the wanted notice was full of the huge body of the demon fox. Who would know that this weak and weak woman was a demon fox?

"Because these bastards in Ningshuang City sold our Federation fighters and local practitioners. All the monks of Ningshuang Sect are hiding in secret bases. This group of people is what you see, from big to small, One person shared three hundred catties of coal from the Yaozu, and confessed all the monks."

Even now that prices are rising, three hundred catties of coal cost more than 100 yuan at most.

"Among the monks, there were twenty or so children under the age of 15. These children defended the country, protected these stupid things, and they gave up the monks for a few pieces of coal. Those children were still asleep when the Yaozu entered the gate. The Ningshuang faction had 240 seven people, big and small, fighting desperately. They were unwilling to die, and their spiritual energy was still holding on to the Yaoneng in the air. Look at the air, This is the evidence... 240 seven people are not as good as their [-] catties of coal."

Demon Cultivator 27 drove the unicorn under him and walked past the senior sister: "I don't want to conflict with you. You have your righteousness and I have my own way. Don't interfere with me. The federal government has never cared about this place, nor will it There are no preferential policies for this side, do you know why? Because not only all members of the Ningshuang faction died, but also [-] federal sergeants, this gang of traitors and bastards has wronged all mankind."

The senior sister didn't move.

Demon cultivator 27 turned around: "The hatred is endless, you are a fairy master, you are such a bright monk, you should stay away from such disgusting things. I have heard about you, in order to kill the demon fox, you blew up your golden core, I admire you You, don't meddle in this matter, even if it's a fake hand, it's okay to send a report to ask someone to kill me, don't go into the dark by yourself."

The sound of hoofbeats fluctuated, and the rattling sound gradually faded away.