Beicheng leans on the ridge of the roof, holds the wine jug, pours a sip of wine, condescending, is a beautiful scenery rippling blue waves, the scenery of the palace is good, any place, is a good place to drink. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a cold figure sat down next to him, a smile tugged at the corner of Beicheng's mouth, and he raised the wine jug towards Han Ling

"Icecube, you're here."

Han Ling snorted and touched him, and the two of them took a big sip of wine at the same time. At this time, it was already the winter moon, the sun was shining in the morning, and suddenly the clouds were thick in the afternoon, and the north wind cut people's skin like a knife, and Beicheng lay on the roof, pointing to the sky

"Icecube, your brother is here."

Han Ling looked up, the sky was already gray, and the snowflakes like cotton wool fell downward, and soon floated in front of them, this was the first snow of this winter, and it seemed that the earth would be white overnight. Han Ling glanced at Beicheng, he didn't mean to avoid the snow, so he also lay on the roof with him and watched the snow fall. Until nightfall, the two did not speak, there were already a lot of empty wine jugs around them, Beicheng closed his eyes, his long eyelashes were covered with ice and snow, and the snowflakes refused to melt away as if they were greedy for his beauty, only forming a small snow fan at the eyelashes, which trembled gently with his breathing.

Although the martial arts practitioner is not afraid of the cold, but Beicheng is too thinly dressed, the temperature difference in the first heavy snow is always very large, Han Ling was about to pick up the cloak, but was stopped by a hand, Beicheng opened his eyes, seemed to know what he was going to do, smiled and shook his head

"No, you don't."

Han Lingfu sat down again, watched Beicheng sit up, and looked at the lake in the dark night, cold and leisurely.

"Bing Cube, how did you know your third master?"

How did you meet? After that bloody massacre, someone pulled him out of the pile of dead, he had long been numb to the smell of blood, and he would not mention it to anyone again, looking at Beicheng, his expression was still indifferent

"I've known each other since I was a child."

Beicheng didn't care about his evasion, and laughed, and his jade-white face showed a touch of melancholy

"When I met the Ninth Master, he was still a child, but it was this child that made me enter the Nine Gardens willingly, and I just wanted to listen to his orders."

Han Ling knew that Beicheng became famous very early, and the number one name had been stable for many years, but from the initial competitiveness to today's dormant and introverted, it should have changed after entering Jiuyuan. Many masters on the rivers and lakes are not in Han Ling's eyes, only this legendary Beicheng gives him a little bit of it.

"Ice cubes, how about we let go of our hands and compare?"

Han Ling glanced at him

"You're no match for me."

Beicheng didn't go crazy, but stood up directly and patted the snow on his body

"I just can't find an opponent to come to you, and I don't allow my subordinates to show mercy!"

Han Ling stood up, and his cold face showed a touch of softness, although this softness was so faint that it was completely invisible. Without any foreplay, the fists and feet of the two collided directly together. Although they didn't use weapons, both of them were high masters, and the strength between their fists and feet almost lifted the roof of the cold building. The guards of the palace were all shocked by this sound, but it was the Han commander who was fighting, and the third master also gave an order, even if the cold building was demolished, they were not allowed to step forward to stop it, so they accompanied the third master to watch the two people on the roof fight from the time to the hour.

Beicheng didn't kick Han Ling with a spinning kick, but was punched by him on the sternum, and the tearing pain came, and Beicheng half-knelt on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. Seeing the deep traces of the bright red blood reflected in the snow, Beicheng smiled, knowing that fighting with this guy was the most painful! A hand stretched out in front of him, Beicheng looked up, and saw Han Ling frowning slightly, this guy has a rare expression, and being able to frown is already a great discovery. Standing up with his hands, the roof tiles had broken and fallen, and the snow fell directly into the house, except for a bed, a square table, and two chairs, there was almost nothing superfluous in the house, quite like the character of this ice cube. Seeing the heavy snow and tiles falling on the bed, this room must not be able to live, patted Han Ling on the shoulder

"Brother, please go and drink all night, come back tomorrow, your third master will definitely repair the house for you, go!"

Saying that, he jumped out of the palace, Han Ling looked at the mess under his feet, and said that he would accompany him until he left, so he raised his foot and followed the footsteps of Beicheng.

"Go up and fix the cold building."

Mu Ze turned around and walked towards Jinyuan, and the guards immediately flew up to the eaves, picking up tiles and snow clearing, and they were busy.

Beicheng woke up from a hangover headache, and he had a terrible fight with Han Ling yesterday, and he was afraid that he had a lot of bruises all over his body, but except for the headache, he didn't feel anything strange at all. It seems that Han Ling has rubbed away the injuries on his body for him, this ice cube is actually quite hot! Beicheng looked at someone who was silently drinking tea at the table, got out of bed, rubbed his temples and asked as he walked

"Is there any decanting soup?"

Han Ling handed him a porcelain bowl, and the smell of ginger penetrated into the tip of his nose with the heat, and Beicheng took it with a smile and drank it in one go.

"I won't call you ice cubes in the future, you don't have enough ice!"

Han Ling didn't look at him, as if he was drinking tea. Beicheng opened the door, looked at the white street, and turned back to Han Lingdao

"Lao Zhangtou is from Ao'er Island, if the third master goes to support Ao'er Island, be sure to take Miss Yu to Luoling Villa to ask the ninth master to come out of the mountain, and we will wait for the third master on the island."

After speaking, a dodge disappeared between the white sky and the earth.

Mu Ze listened to Han Ling's reply, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face, Luoling Villa, the number one killer organization base in the world, the people Jiuqing knew were always so surprising, no wonder he couldn't inquire about his whereabouts.

"Let Yun Chang inform General Hong Qi and the Five Princes, and we will set off first."

Mu Yu sat in the carriage and looked at his brother with a smile

"Third brother, why did you suddenly agree to me following you again? I've been doing ideological work for myself for a long time before I can barely keep myself from pestering you, which is good, you have to take me with you wherever you go in the future. ”

Mu Ze closed his eyes and leaned against the soft couch, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile

"Well, I'll take you with me in the future."

Jiuqing said that Yu'er is like his sister, maybe the two are very similar, so Yu'er has become a weakness of Jiuqing, Beicheng said this, Yu'er will definitely be able to invite Jiuqing out of the mountain. Thinking of the danger in Xudu, with Jiuqing here, I really don't worry about Yu'er's safety.

Luoling Villa is very quiet when it sounds like a name, but the people living in it are all people who lick blood at the knife edge, and other organization bases are extremely secretive, just for fear of being served by someone, but this organization is different, and it is erected on a high cliff with beautiful mountains and rivers, this cliff can be climbed by anyone, but it is still a lonely mountain, and there is not even a hunter who goes up the mountain to hunt, because Luo Ling's name in the rivers and lakes is too loud, and the name of the world's first killer organization is very bloody and violent, and no one dares to provoke. is such an existence, but Jiuqing has lived for half a year.