At midnight, when the ice sculpture competition of the Fengxue Festival was underway, a young man walked out of the inn where the disciples of Linyuan Island were staying. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The man wore a small hat with a low brim, a beard on his chin, a dark complexion, and bright eyes.

Walking out of the inn, the young man immediately blended into the crowd on the street, and instead of watching the ice sculpture competition, he came to the stall area of Syracuse City.

It is said that it is a stall, in fact, most of the counters exist, but it is just an open air, occupying a stall in the market, you have to pay the spirit stone to the snow country, the stall area is relatively cheap, and the rent of those big shops is not cheap.

After lingering in the booth area for a long time, Wang Zhao, disguised as a man, confirmed that no one was following him, and immediately found a larger stall.

The stall owner of this stall is a middle-aged man, sitting behind the counter with his eyes closed, it seems that the old god is there, and there are many goods on the counter, including animal skins and spiritual grass, most of which come from the sea.

"Uncle Zhuang!"

Wang Zhao shouted softly through the counter, this stall owner is the Jindan Elder of Linyuan Island, named Zhuang Wanjie, and this stall is also a business set up by Linyuan Island in Syracuse City, not only used to sell all kinds of materials on the island, but also has the intention of finding out the news of the West Continent.

Zhuang Wanjie, who closed his eyes and recuperated, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the shout, and saw a young man opposite, first looked at him suspiciously, and then whispered the next moment: "Wang Zhao?"

"It's my Uncle Zhuang. Wang Zhao nodded and admitted his identity, and was about to speak when he was immediately interrupted by the other party.

"The fur of the silver pig rat is not cheap, let's talk about it in detail. Zhuang Wanjie quietly glanced at the stalls on both sides to confirm that no one paid attention to his side, and then invited the young man opposite to sit behind the counter.

It is very common to sit down with a buyer to indicate that the two do not want to be known about the sale.

"My father ordered me to take seventeen Zhuji disciples to worship the Earth Sword Sect, passing through here, there are people from Balan Island in Fang City who recognize me, can Uncle Zhuang escort us for a ride?"

Wang Zhao briefly recounted his situation, Zhuang Wanjie was a native of Linyuan Island, and he was loyal, otherwise he would not have been sent by the island owner to Syracuse Fang City in the Xizhou Region.

"Did the people from Balan Island fight with you?" Zhuang Wanjie asked in a low voice with a solemn expression.

"They had their eyes on me, but they were led away by a junior brother who had already solved the stalking when he came back. Wang Zhao said in a low voice: "There are a lot of disciples brought this time, and I am afraid that I will affect them, so I think of Uncle Zhuang." ”

"Don't worry, I'll go with you. ”

Zhuang Wanjie didn't think about it, and said: "Balan Island clings to the Jinyu Sect, as far as I know, there are three Jindan from Balan Island stationed in the Jinyu Sect, if you really want to be caught up, it is indeed dangerous, where do you live, go back first, I will come to you after I collect the stall, and I will send you to the Earth Sword Sect safely, and I will come back." ”

"Thank you Uncle Zhuang!" Wang Zhao was overjoyed when he heard this, and with the golden pill to send him, the road would be much safer.

Leaving the information of his residence, Wang Zhao left Fang City and returned directly to the inn, waiting for the other junior brothers and sisters to return, so as to tell everyone the good news.

Wang Zhao's approach seems to be very safe, no matter whether the people of Balan Island have tracked his whereabouts or not, he will first find a Jindan powerhouse to shelter, so that his side will have an extra strength.

However, the daughter of the owner of the island, who was born on Linyuan Island and grew up on Linyuan Island, has never traveled the world, nor has she experienced real dangers, let alone the dangers in the world, not the situation, but the human heart.

When Wang Zhao left, Zhuang Wanjie sat quietly behind the stall, not in a hurry to close the counter, but lowered his head slightly, and there was a tangled look in his eyes.

After a long time, this Jindan Elder of Linyuan Island finally made a decision, and a cold glow appeared in his eyes.

"The island lord really wants to cling to the Earth Sword Sect, but the situation in the Xizhou region is not what it used to be, the Sword King Hall is getting weaker and weaker, and the anti-sword alliance is getting stronger and stronger, sooner or later it will take its place, the good birds choose the best trees to perch, and the virtuous ministers choose the master to do things......"

When Zhuang Wanjie muttered to himself, the coldness in his eyes gradually turned into indifference.

"The life of the daughter of the owner of Linyuan Island should be exchanged for a Nine Trick Pill, as long as the Nine Trick Pill is in hand, the mid-term Jindan is expected!"

Quickly put away the goods on the counter, Zhuang Wanjie walked out of Fang City directly, and rushed to the Jinyu station established in the palace of Snow City, the real mountain gate of the Jinyu faction is not in Snow City, this palace station is equivalent to the branch mountain gate of the Jinyu faction.

It was Zhuang Wanjie's plan to exchange the daughter of the owner of Linyuan Island for benefits, he had already been familiar with the three Jin Dan stationed in the Jinyu Sect on Balan Island, and had stayed in Fang City for many years, and let him know that the Xizhou Region was now not the Sword King Palace, but a situation where the heroes rose together.

The hearts of the people are separated from the belly, Wang Zhao thought that he had found a strong man to protect himself, but he didn't know that he had caused the disaster of killing.

……

In the crystal clear palace, Xu Yan was following the lord of the country to a strange garden.

The first place in the ice sculpture contest was granted access to the palace, and the snow fruit only existed in the gardens of the Snow Palace.

Only Xu Yan entered the palace, Fei Cai and the others were not qualified, and they had already returned to the inn first.

"Ghost-faced ice sculpture, it should be a strongman, where does he come from, why is he so murderous?"

The lord of the country gently inquired about the origin of the ice sculpture, and he didn't care about Xu Yan's stingy behavior of taking away the colorful bead in the ice sculpture's left eye immediately after winning the first place.

"The lord guessed wrong, the Ghostface was seen in the next nightmare. ”

Xu Yan's demeanor was natural, and he replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Many years ago, I had a dream in a dream, I dreamed of a person with a ghost face covering his face, holding a knife in his left hand, holding a sword in his right hand, stepping on the bloody road, killing thousands of living beings, he came from the sea of blood, wanted to take my life, I could only try my best to escape, when I woke up from the nightmare, I was covered in cold sweat, and my mind was shaken for half a year. ”

"Such a strange dream!"

The female lord was surprised when she heard this, and said: "It seems that you are trapped by the nightmare, and it is not easy to break free, you must know that the existence of the nightmare is by no means alarmist, once the nightmare is condensed and formed, it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and even Jindan cultivation is extremely difficult to get rid of." ”

"It's my luck, but I'm still a little scared in retrospect. Xu Yan said with a smile, looking very steady.

"Xu San, the name is simpler, people shouldn't be simple. ”

The other party replied decently, and the female lord couldn't help but glance at the young man beside her a few more times, and said: "Although my Snow Country is not one of the best in the Xizhou Region, the area is not small, especially the existence of the Golden Jade Sect, it is more like the Dinghai Divine Needle, my name is Xue Guqing, not only the Lord of the Snow Country, but also the elder of the Golden Jade Sect. ”

Obviously, Xu Yan couldn't hear the obvious intention of solicitation, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the good intentions of the lord of the country, I am used to cultivating in the mountains and wilderness in the next place, and I don't like the constraints of the sect." ”

Since people don't like restraint, Xue Guqing smiled, didn't mention it, and after coming to the garden, he ordered someone to prepare tools and pick snow fruits.