The snow is falling, and the wind is howling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The weather in Mobei is too cold, starting from October, the snowflakes swaying like silver wool in the sky have not stopped, until today's wax moon, up to two months of accumulation, the ground has been covered with a thick layer, one foot down, has been submerged to the knees.

The already few people on the North Wilderness Road also seemed even more lonely, only the big trees on both sides of the road were swaying in the cold wind, and the branches that had dried up could be heard, unable to bear the snow on their bodies, and they made a creaking sound under the biting cold wind.

"The north wind is blowing, the snow is drifting, I am walking alone on the road in Mobei, look at the snow on the side of the road, it is the world wrapped in new clothes......"

"A little white in the sky, a patch of white on the ground, and at the end of the invisible road, there is still that piece of white ......"

On the snowy wild road, it was a middle-aged Taoist priest, holding a canvas "Divine Calculation" signboard slightly higher than himself, staggering steps, shouting his own random ballads, and staggering from the north.

This is a traveling Taoist priest who calls himself Jiang Lao Dao, but those who are favored by him call him Jiang Shenxian, or Jiang Daochang, however, some people sarcastically call him "Jiang Banxian".

Although he claims to be an old man, but looking at his face, he is not old, although his cheeks are a little dark, but there are not many wrinkles, and on this snowy Mobei wild road, he can still show a not very good singing voice.

It can be seen that there is still some ability.

Maybe some of the singing and singing were a little dry, Jiang Laodao took off the wine gourd hanging from his waist, raised his head and poured it violently, and yelled "refreshing" again, raised the gourd again and looked at it, then shook it gently, sighed, and muttered to himself.

"Hey, old man Xuanji, when I see you, if you don't give me some good wine and food, then I really want you to look good!"

"Alas...... This time, so many people went to the Northern Wilderness, and they thought there was something lively to see, but they didn't see anything! It seems that the righteous path and the demon path have broken a lot of disciples. ”

Looking back in time, we have to start with last year's Mid-Autumn Festival.

I don't know where the rumors came out, in the Northern Wilderness in the depths of Mobei, the White Bone Heavenly Palace, which has been rumored for a long time in the cultivation world, has appeared, and countless disciples of the two realms of righteousness and demons have gathered in the Northern Wilderness to compete for the treasures in the Heavenly Palace.

Although Jiang Laodao was only a marginal figure in the cultivation world, he saw that many monks were going to the Northern Wilderness, but he also guessed that something big must happen in the Northern Wilderness.

With his personality of loving to join in the fun, even if he can't get the treasure, he has to go and see it.

He went to the Northern Wilderness with a caravan, of course, it lived up to his expectations, the legendary White Bone Heavenly Palace really appeared, but it only appeared for three days, and the strange Heavenly Palace Gate swallowed a lot of righteous and demonic disciples, and then disappeared without a trace, and the legendary White Bone Heavenly Palace can live the dead, flesh and white bones, from the end to the end, everyone didn't even see the appearance.

After seeing the excitement, Jiang Lao Dao was ready to return to Middle-earth immediately, but the accompanying caravan was caught by the men of the famous Blood Demon in the Northern Wilderness.

After that, he hid and hid, and it took nearly a year to return to Mobei from the Northern Wilderness.

The Northern Wilderness Road is the junction between Mobei and the Northern Wilderness, and after this, the Blood Demon's subordinates will no longer dare to chase after him.

"Huh...... There seem to be traces of a fight ahead! Seeing the collapsed trees in front of him, the uneven snow, and the footprints of people, which had not yet been covered by the wind and snow, Jiang Laodao instantly became interested again.

Jiang Laodao looked back and forth around the fallen trees, and marveled from time to time,

"There are not many footprints here, there should only be two or three people, there are blood stains, a bit like a vendetta in the rivers and lakes!"

But apart from some traces of the fight, there was nothing left in the distance.

"It seems that these people are very powerful, and they left by flying...... It is very likely that this is not a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, it should be a monk in the cultivation world! ”

Jiang Laodao kept checking back and forth, nodding for a while, and shaking his head to himself for a while.

But under a big tree that fell down, I found that there was a piece of silk wrapped in something, pulled open the branches, and prepared to pick it up for a good analysis.

"Ahh How could there be a baby here! ”

Jiang Laodao exclaimed, and carefully held the baby in his arms, only to find that the baby in the silk was as pale as paper, as if he had no breath.

Could it be that this is a dead baby!

Lao Dao hurriedly stretched out his thin right index finger and probed the baby's nose and neck.

"Fortunately, although the breathing was very weak, it was not broken, and the arteries in the neck were still beating a little! If it's a few minutes too late, you'll die! ”

Jiang Laodao smiled reassuringly, and tapped the baby's eyebrows with his index finger.

"Little baby, meet me, count your life!"

Lao Dao took out a delicate emerald green jade bottle from his arms, unscrewed the small medicine stopper on it with one hand, and suddenly, a rich medicinal fragrance diffused out, making Lao Dao couldn't help but move his Adam's apple and swallowed his saliva greatly.

"Little baby, this real dragon blood is a treasure that I have treasured for many years, and it only takes a drop to save your little life!" Lao Dao muttered to himself a little proudly, and carefully took out a drop of fiery red liquid from the small jade bottle and dripped it on the baby's lips, and Lao Dao instantly covered the small jade bottle and put it into his arms.

When the fiery red liquid dripped on the baby's lips, it seemed to come to life in an instant, and it turned into the baby's mouth, and the permeated medicinal fragrance also dissipated at this moment.

After a while, the corners of the baby's mouth began to turn a strange fiery red, starting from the corners of the mouth, like a burning flame, spreading until the whole body became red.

"Hehe, this real dragon blood is not so delicious!"

The baby in his arms exuded an astonishing amount of heat, making his arms a little unbearable. It was about a quarter of an hour before the heat dissipated, and the baby's cheeks burned crimson.

Jiang Laodao thought that this baby was no longer in serious trouble, and reached out to probe his snort, but his heart instantly fell from the sky to the bottom.

The breath is still there, only a little stronger than before drinking the true dragon blood!

Could it be that this baby has not only become so weak after being frozen for a long time in this ice and snow......

Lao Dao's face was cold, and he slowly opened the silk wrapped in the baby, and sure enough, there was a shallow adult palm print on the baby's chest.

You must know that the baby's body has been restored by real blood, and the ancestral effect of the true dragon blood, Jiang Laodao knows very well in his heart that it has a terrifying recovery speed for physical trauma, but there is still a handprint, which shows that the person who attacked this baby really wants the baby's life.

"It's really ruthless, I don't even let go of a baby!" Zhang Laodao muttered lightly, but he also hesitated.

To save, or not to save?

Rescue, maybe you will get into some trouble, be hunted down by others, live in vendetta all day long, and it will be difficult to get rid of.

didn't save it, but he was also sad about this level in his heart, Lao Tao thought that he was not a ruthless person......

"Hehe, what's the difference between not saving and killing someone? That's it, boy, meeting is fate, whether you can be saved or not depends on your own creation. Jiang Laodao sighed and shook his head, and said introspectively, "My ancestral true dragon treasure blood can only hang your life for you, and you can only have a chance to be saved if you can survive until you see the old man Xuanji." ”

Lao Dao was about to re-wrap the silk on the baby's body, but found that when he fed the true dragon treasure blood just now, the large amount of heat emitted from the baby's body melted all the snowflakes that fell on the silk, and now the outermost layer of silk was wet.

Jiang Laodao smiled helplessly, and could only "smash" his signboard, tear off his "divine calculation" canvas, and wrap it around the baby.

When I went to pick up the piece of silk again, a gust of snow blew and rolled the silk into the sky, drifting farther and farther......

Jiang Laodao silently looked at the silk flying farther and farther. , sighed, turned to look at the baby in his arms, and said to himself, "Forget it, in a hurry, don't chase it......"

There is only a signboard of "light pole" left on the ground, and without the word "divine calculation" at the upper end, it has been completely reduced to a crutch.

Jiang Laodao held the baby in his arms, with a bamboo pole in one hand, without singing, and he couldn't drink to warm up, but the speed was a few points faster than just now.

The wind and snow roared and raged in the vast world, falling bigger and bigger, the dead trees could not withstand the destruction, crying powerlessly in the wind and snow, and Jiang Laodao's figure was gradually swallowed by the violent wind and snow, and there was no trace left on the snow......

……

I don't know how many hours have passed, the wind and snow on the wild road have not stopped, but a golden light flashes in the sky of the wild road, passing through it at a high speed, and in the place where the dead trees have fallen, the golden light falls vertically.

In the golden light, there was a middle-aged man, seven feet tall, fluttering in white, but there was a golden circle of light around his body, protecting his body in it, and the dark golden giant sword under his feet gradually became smaller as the man landed, and disappeared into the center of his eyebrows.

Although the man's expression was calm, he couldn't hide a eagerness in his eyes, and his eyes scanned back and forth among the fallen dead trees, and he didn't seem to find what he was looking for.

The longer the time, the man's face became colder and colder, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his hands gathered into golden light. Then, around the man's body, those snowflakes that fell to the ground seemed to have power in an instant, and they rose to the sky, forming huge snowflake tornadoes, which kept rotating and exposed the ground.

"Where's the kid! How could it still be not! ”

Suddenly, he heard a wolf howl in the distance, and the man's face turned pale in an instant, and he rushed away in the direction of the wolf howl.