In the spring of the 26th year of Yuande, a plague broke out in Luocheng on the border of Southern Korea. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when the officials were panicking about this, the two princes in the court went out of the capital together.

And the direction of their journey was the retreat of the strange man in the Southern Dynasty - the Vast Mountain.

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It was obviously early spring, but the vast mountain seemed to be isolated from the world, it was still a vast white snow, and the cold wind seemed to be able to penetrate the flesh and blood, and pierce the bones of people.

At this time, a team of people and horses marched against the wind and snow, and the first one was dressed in a dark brocade robe, and his hair was tied high with a golden crown, and his whole life was very upright. At this time, he was looking around with a pair of sharp eyes.

They left deep and shallow footprints behind them, and when a few breaths of wind passed, even the footprints were covered by the snow and disappeared into the endless white snow.

The two soldiers standing beside him stepped forward with tiredness and anxiety on their faces; "Your Highness, we are almost at the top of the mountain...... "Halfway through the words, he was pressed back by Jun Moyan's gloomy eyes.

Seeing that the soldier didn't dare to say anything more, Jun Moyan retracted his gaze and stopped with his backhand; "Search for me, I don't believe that I can't find their place to live after digging through this mountain!" As he said this, his heart was irritated.

They had been aimlessly searching here for three days, let alone a human figure, and there was not even a trace of a living thing. One can't help but wonder if such a cold and desolate place is really inhabited.

Suspicious in his heart, Jun Moyan looked straight at the mountain through the thick cloak, and his eyes were endless white.

No, it's not true...

Pupils froze.

Looking from afar, there was a faint warm light in the place where the snow meets. It seems that under the boundless cold, the only fire cast by the gods and Buddhas. Instantly lit up the eyes of a group of people.

In this case, the light on the mountain could only be the person they were looking for, the strange man who was called the ghost doctor.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, but I didn't expect it to be close at hand!

Jun Moyan waved his hand behind him, and the soldier's heart was darkly relieved, and he walked towards the light.

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the temple, the steps of the group became urgent.

"Jingle Bell...... Jingle ......"

A string of pleasant bells suddenly sounded around the silence, and it was clear that the sound was in my ears, but I didn't see anything that could make a sound.

At this moment, a gust of wind swept away, and the snow on the ground was lifted by the wind, obscuring people's vision for a moment.

"Ahh

As soon as the wind and snow subsided, the soldiers behind them suddenly rioted.

"Panic what!" Jun Mo scolded harshly, and his face was filled with a thick gloom.

"Your Highness, our people...... Missing ......" The soldier looked at Jun Moyan with an uneasy face. "Just after the gust of wind, the soldiers who followed behind disappeared without a sound."

"What did you say?!" Jun Mo Yan turned his head sharply.

Without waiting for him to look behind him.

"Jingle ......" rang in their ears again, but the distance seemed to be closer to them.

The crowd, who was already a frightened bird, was suddenly in chaos.

"Quick, protect Your Highness!"

After a long time, silence returned. Jun Mo, who was surrounded by soldiers, snorted coldly, looked at the temple that was not far away, and could even see the candles lit up inside; "Trick up! Come on, knock the door open! ”

Before the words fell, the closed temple door creaked open. The warm yellow halo inside came out, which was different from the calm and stability of the wind and snow.

A plain white skirt corner is the first to catch the human eye.

Dressed in white, with a plain veil and an indistinguishable textured hairpin, the waist-length hair flew away in the wind and snow like splashing ink.

A woman as beautiful as ice and snow.

Even though the veil covers the face, the dusty beauty makes everyone obsessed with it.

Everyone unconsciously relaxed their breath, as if they were afraid that this beautiful person would suddenly melt into the ice and snow and disappear.

Jun Moyan's eyes were fixed on the woman; "Girl?"

Si Jichen looked at this group of uninvited people, and a moment of coldness flashed in his eyes that were as black as Jingtan.

She bowed to Jun Mo strictly; "The little girl thinks about the dust, and has seen His Royal Highness the Great Prince."