Chapter Eighty-Three: Summer in the Snow (5)

After walking in the snow for a long time, there was still no one in sight, seeing that the sky was about to see dark, and the carriage couldn't catch up at night at all, Sang Yan was getting more and more wrong, from the information he got out of Yancheng and going all the way to the north, there would definitely be a farmhouse or inn, and they had been on this road for a long time but couldn't get out.

'Why did you stop,' Jiang Li asked Sang Yan as he lifted the curtain.

"There's something wrong with this way," Sang Yan said according to his feelings.

Cheng Yao has been here in the snow and is familiar with the road, the road Sang Yan took just now is no different from what he walked in the past, and there is only one way to enter the snow.

He was afraid that the wind would pour into the carriage, so he got out of the carriage and lowered the curtain and walked out to the snowy road to check the situation.

"Cheng Yao, haven't you been to Xueli? Why are you still not sure which path it is? You also got out of the carriage and walked to Cheng Yao's side.

"It's true that this road is good, but it's changed a lot, but it's going to get dark this day, I'm afraid it's not good to continue to hurry" Cheng Yao was sure that the road was not wrong, but there must be inns and villages every few miles out of Yancheng, but now they are gone, what is Xia Yi going to do in the snow?

"Don't be afraid, as long as there is lighting at night and no doubt during the day, you can drive with me"

"Will you?" Cheng Yao questioned.

"You can't learn, let's rest in place first, I'll learn from Sangyu"

"Driving in the snow is not a joke, or I will teach you," Cheng Yao volunteered to teach leisurely.

"No need, I'll just ask Sang Yu" waved his hand leisurely.

Sang Yu sat in the place where the carriage was driving, walked over leisurely, stretched out her hand, Sang Yu smiled and took her hand and pulled her to the side, intending to teach her how to drive the carriage.

"The carriage is not a game, you learn first, if it still doesn't work, I'll drive you at night, and you will guide you" Jiang Li got out of the carriage and took Sang Yu's place.

"No problem," he said, holding the whip and shaking it in his hand.

Next, Jiang Li's patience and leisurely learning intentions, there was no carriage to block the cold wind, and her nose was frozen and red, but she was unconscious.

"It's okay, let's go" leisurely and confidently set off with the carriage.

And Jiang Li also threw away the snow ball in his hand that he had been playing with for a long time, pumped the horse's back, and set off with You.

With a leisurely pencil in front and Cheng Yao's fragmented spirit stone behind, they were all used by their hosts to illuminate, hanging high above the carriage, illuminating a large area, and with the contrast of the white snow, it was almost the same as daytime.

Hongyu secretly lifted the curtain and looked out of the window, because the moon in the sky was covered by clouds, even if the ground was snow-white, it looked black, and she sighed again that Youran and Yao Gongzi were so strong that they could drive the carriage so well on the snow in such a dark day.

Then I don't know how many minutes it was night, and you gradually felt that her hands were not obeying, she stopped the carriage and looked around, but there was still no one around.

I couldn't help but be a little frustrated, "my hands froze", she was blown by the cold wind for too long, and at this moment, her nose and face were red.

Jiang Li took off her gloves and held her hand in her hand, from his palm seemed to have a steady stream of warmth to a leisurely hand, and after a while, she didn't feel cold anymore.

"It's not cold" leisurely clasped his hand, took the gloves he had just taken off, and helped him bring it "Cheng Yao, you go ahead next" said leisurely to Cheng Yao, who had stopped behind.

Cheng Yao didn't ask the reason, he drove the carriage and walked in front, and when he overtook the leisurely carriage, he saw that Jiang Li had replaced the leisurely carriage, which also made him feel much more relieved, he had already walked a long way just now, even if he was a man, he had to concentrate on the premise of having spirit stone lighting at night, and when he was focused, his hands were easy to freeze.

"Let's go, grasp it," Jiang Li instructed leisurely.

Leaning on Jiang Li's body leisurely, she has a sense of security, Jiang Li's driving is much more stable than when she was driving, although Cheng Yao's spirit stone fragment is not as bright as her entire Yuan Lingliang, but there is absolutely no problem with her vision, she is now just encountering a little pothole, or a place with snow to properly prompt Jiang Li.

Gradually, a little sleepy appeared, she rubbed her eyes and forced herself not to sleep, she couldn't still think about sleeping at this time, a person with a good body would freeze if he spent the night in the snow, not to mention Sister Xiaoxiao's sick body.

Cheng Yao now just wants to find an inn where he can rest, even if it is a farmhouse.

Finally, when he was about to sleep in the snow, an inn finally appeared not far ahead.

He hurriedly drove the carriage over.

"Is that an inn? I finally saw the inn, no...... Where there are people" leisurely and excitedly pulled Jiang Li's sleeve.

"Let's go over" Jiang Li also drove the carriage and stopped at the door of the inn.

"Why don't you go in?" You saw that Cheng Yao had arrived, but he didn't go in.

"This inn doesn't even have a name, I'm afraid it's a trap in the snow" Cheng Yao hesitated to go in.

Jiang Li's eyes swept to the nameless inn with the door closed, and his eyebrows raised slightly, "All the way to the inn, the farmhouses have disappeared, but there is a nameless inn here, wouldn't it be a disappointment to live up to their hospitality if you can't arrange it like this?" ”

Jiang Li pulled over and said leisurely to Sang Yan, "Sang Yan will stay first"

Sang Yan stayed, and Sang Yu carried the luggage to Jiang Li and leisurely entered the inn.

Cheng Yao was about to follow, but Sang Yan stopped him, "Young Master Yao should wait here first, after all, Miss Xiao needs someone to take care of her."

Cheng Yao didn't want to conflict with Sang Yan, so he turned around and walked to the side but didn't enter the carriage.

Leisurely pulling Jiang Li tightly, she was still very nervous, the nameless inn, there was no sound in it, and she lit up the inn with a small pencil and couldn't see a single figure.

"I can't see anyone," he whispered to Jiang Li leisurely.

As soon as you finished speaking, the countless lights in the inn instantly lit up, and she looked at it strangely.

Jiang Li took leisurely protection in his arms, conjured a white sword, and unfolded his palm again, and a white sword was divided into three, blocking the attack from the middle, left and right.

The attack was a myriad of cyan true qi, and they attacked towards Jiang Li from different directions.

This is...... Yuan Danqing...... Youran already knew the other party from this familiar attack path, didn't he go back to Lingyun? Why is it in the snow so quickly, and it is a killer move when you meet.

Jiang Li's three phantom swords protected Youran and Sang Yu in it, and the cyan true qi became weaker and weaker, and there was no murderous aura just now.

Yuan Danqing floated down from the upper floor of the inn to the three of them, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect to see you again so soon."

Jiang Li held the sword in his hand, the white sword qi permeated the surroundings of the sword body, and he was looking at Yuan Danqing, "Are you showing off that you have made progress again?" ”

"I just recently comprehended two more moves, you know that no one can catch my moves in good condition except you, even Xia Yi doesn't dare to try it" Yuan Danqing said proudly.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the immortal weapon was naturally able to deal with it except for those who were born in immortals, and the mortals next to him were encouraged to take half a move no matter how strong they were, it seemed that Yuan Danqing's fit with him had yet to be developed. (To be continued.) )