In the hot summer, the east has always been a densely populated area and an important economic town, but in the west, the mountains are high and dangerous, and the population is gradually becoming scarce.

As the saying goes, the mountain is not high, but the fairy is the spirit. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.

In ancient times, people had countless illusions about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in the west, especially a mountain range named Kunlun that crisscrossed the plateau.

The average altitude of Kunlun Mountain is more than 6,000 meters, and it is covered with snow all year round, and it is shrouded in a world of ice and snow, which is inaccessible to people, and even ordinary wild animals cannot go to such a high place. Legend has it that above is the palace of the Queen Mother of the West, where the gods live.

Now.

A river in the Kunlun Mountains has long been kneaded into thick frost due to the low temperature brought by the bitter cold wind, and only the deepest water can still flow.

In the starry night, a figure sat by the river, holding a rudimentary fishing rod in his hand, fishing. He was dressed in a cloak and a hat on his head, and the wind and snow flew past him, and he didn't care.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

I don't know how long he has been sitting here, how long he has been fishing, and the bamboo basket around him is always empty.

Although this person is inconspicuous, if there is an evil way here, he will definitely shrink in fright.

He is the Kunlun Sword Sect, the strongest man in the outer gate, the mainstay of the Sword Sect, once carried it with one body, two sleeves and a breeze, killed the Miaojiang Wumen, and killed all the veins of the Wumen. If it weren't for the Witch King's timely action, I'm afraid that the Witch Gate would have been destroyed.

As for his name, it is a taboo that the witch sect never wants to mention.

Suddenly.

'Bang-'

In the dark night in the distance, deeper in Kunlun Mountain, a light and shadow flew out, pulled out a tail mark, and landed beside the angler, revealing the outline of a flying sword.

Under the flying sword, there was a paper letter, unsigned.

The angler frowned slightly, took out the letter, and took a closer look.

"No wonder I haven't seen my three disciples for a long time, it turns out that they have all stayed in the Central Plains forever... It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

The angler shook his head and sighed, his eyes filled with infinite regret.

The three masters of the Sword Sect are the three disciples he personally trained, the three of them work together, each with their own characteristics, and cooperate with each other to display the Sword Sect's peerless learning, almost no one can stop them. In time, perhaps a successor from among them will be able to inherit his skills.

It's a pity that they are all gone.

At this moment, the flying sword inserted in the ground suddenly flashed, and a bright rainbow appeared in the void, like the sun in the night.

"Uh..."The angler was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "It turns out that there is still a letter from the sect master, do you want me to go out for a trip?" But my sword has always only killed evil demons and foreign paths, and has never killed righteous people. ”

With that, he smiled, retracted the line, and tapped the ice with his rod.

'Smack!'

The ice, which was at least ten meters thick, was gently knocked by the angler, and a huge gap was directly cracked, extending to the other side of the river, like a ravine.

In the depths of the ravine, a cold cold rose, and there was a faint sound of running water lapping.

'Bang!'

Suddenly, a white shadow rushed to the water, piercing the ice and spinning in the air, constantly emitting broken ice around it, forming a rime spectacle.

It wasn't until the rime was blown away by the wind that the original appearance of this white shadow appeared. It turned out to be another flying sword.

This flying sword ruler is very long, floating in the void, probably after many battles, there are many cracks on the surface, but these cracks have been repaired by the ice, the whole sword seems to be fused with the ice, the sword intent is clear, with an overwhelming chill.

'Roar!'

At this time, in the snow on the other side of the river, a grizzly bear suddenly rushed out. It is huge, weighing nearly five hundred kilograms, and is the creature at the top of the earth's food chain, and even lions and tigers are no match for it.

is an ordinary warrior, and when he meets a grizzly bear in the wild, it is also a life of nine deaths. It is possible to defeat it only with the use of guns.

The grizzly bear stared at the angler on the opposite shore, roared, and rushed forward, running across the ice with four paws.

But the angler didn't even look at it, his mind moved, and the ice sword in the void slashed down, and the sword intent of Sen Han pulled out an ice cube in the air and slashed towards the grizzly bear.

The whole grizzly bear suddenly froze, its blood coagulated, and its heart stopped beating. Its massive body, which stood nearly two stories tall, and the gray hair on its body, all froze and turned into a large ice sculpture.

"Cold Spring, let's go, take you to drink, the blood of the strong. ”

After a while, the angler slowly got up, his letters scattered in the wind, and turned and walked slowly down the river. The Ice Flying Sword, as if it could understand human speech, turned into a flowing shadow, following the angler, walking all the way.

One person and one sword, soon disappeared into the vastness of heaven and earth.

...

In Jiangcheng, in the night wind, a white Bentley Continental sedan is speeding on the viaduct.

Lin Churan glanced at Chen Feng while driving, as if he wanted to say something.

"Have something to say?" Chen Feng asked.

"Hmm. ”

Lin Churan nodded, pursed his lips and said, "Why have you become so impulsive now? I remember that you never beat people, let alone kill people..."

"That was before. Chen Feng sighed lightly, "In this world, the strong are originally respected, and if you can control the life and death of others, you will naturally be powerful." Otherwise, why do you think the Lu family and the Qi family in Jiangcheng have such a status?"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Churan, probably feeling that he had said too much. Please do things in the martial arts world, how can my wife know about it...

But to Chen Feng's surprise, after listening to these words, Lin Churan didn't know if he didn't understand or what, he didn't react much, and seemed to be very calm.

"That's right, in the face of this kind of power, money and power are really nothing. Lin Churan nodded slightly, "Even the high-ranking Yanjing royal family has to bow their heads to you." ”

Hearing this, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly flashed:

"Chu Ran, I was a little surprised when you mentioned this. ”

He didn't expect that the people of the Yanjing royal family would be so afraid of him, which was really a bit undeserved.

After all, the Wang family is a wealthy family in Yanjing, although it is only ranked second-tier, but its assets are tens of billions, and they know many powerful people.

The Wang family, who has such power, even if they know that Chen Feng's identity is King Jing Chuwu, they shouldn't be so low-voiced, no matter how they have to fight, otherwise where will the Wang family's face go?

'It's kind of interesting... Is there something I don't know?'

Chen Feng frowned slightly.

It was late at night when they got home, and the two slept in the same bed all night.

Early in the morning, Chen Feng got up early, kissed Lin Churan, and said gently:

"Churan, I'll go back to Qingzhou, maybe I won't be able to accompany you during this time. ”

He made an agreement with the military to give him some time to say goodbye to his family, and now he said goodbye to Lin Churan, and he could go over to perform his duties. As for the others, as immortals who had cultivated for five hundred years in their previous lives, they didn't care.

"You want to go back to Qingzhou?"

Hearing this, Lin Churan's eyes flashed, grabbed his wrist and said, "Then you wait a minute, I have to go back today!"

"You want to go back too?" Chen Feng was stunned.

After Lin Churan's explanation, he realized that as early as yesterday at noon, the Lin family in Qingzhou called and asked Lin Churan to go back at noon today, no matter what, and said that he would take Chen Feng with him, but he didn't say what the specific matter was.

Last night was a little hasty, and Lin Churan forgot to mention it, so he remembered it today.

Since Lin Churan was also going back, Chen Feng was not in a hurry to leave. stayed and waited for her for half a morning, had breakfast together, and then drove to Qingzhou unhurriedly.

On the way, Lin Churan was driving when he suddenly received a phone call.

"Hey, Dad, I know, I'm already driving, it's about twelve o'clock. ”

"You said Chen Feng, Chen Feng came back last night, he was with me, let's come over together. ”

“...”

As the conversation progressed, Lin Churan's face suddenly stiffened, he was stunned, and nodded:

"Okay. ”

She put down the phone, looking a little uneasy.