Nanzhao Ding City, the only place to go to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain...... Uncle S Haha, Murong Jiu, Dongfang Yi, and Cheng Ziye rushed to Dingcheng after more than ten days of hurrying, and Mu Qing and Mu Xing, who had completed their mission in Nanzhao, also rushed to Dingcheng to join Murong Jiu, however, because of a heavy snowfall, everyone was trapped on the way to the snow mountain.

The goose-feather-like snow has confused people's vision and accumulated a thick layer of white clothes for the city.

In the lobby of the Yuelai Inn, there were five people sitting by the window, however, what was striking was that one of the people in this group was wearing a silver mask, and the other was just wearing a ghost mask, except for the eyes, mouth and chin, the whole face could be regarded as tightly avoided.

"This snow has been falling for a day and a night, and it has not stopped, and if it continues like this, the road to this snow-capped mountain will be even more difficult." Mushing muttered.

After a few years of growth, Mu Xing is now taller, his facial features are also clear, and he is much calmer, but his temperament is still a more extroverted one.

"I'm afraid the snow won't stop so soon." Cheng Ziye took a sip of hot tea and frowned slightly in response.

"Childe, this snow ginseng is so difficult to pick, and now it is snowing heavily, and the danger of this trip is difficult to estimate." Mu Qing, who was already handsome, now has the lines of his face like a knife, handsome and cold, and even his voice is full of coldness, but when he speaks, his eyes looking at the ghost-faced man are soft.

Under the ghost face, Murong Jiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed a trace of helplessness to look at Mu Qing, this once calm and indifferent, but the young man who was quite emotional, but now when he grows up, he is more and more like her eldest brother, cold all day long. If you want to say something subtle, why is it not that she is imperceptible, but that he is abducted by his eldest brother, and he spends a lot of time with her

Murong Jiu sighed secretly in confusion, and said lazily: "Tomorrow, if the snow doesn't stop tomorrow, Brother Cheng, Mu Qing" Murong Jiu paused, raised his eyes and glanced at Dongfang Yi, thinking that no matter whether she took him with him or not, he would definitely go with him

He continued in a weak tone: "And you follow me into the Snow Mountain, Mu Xing stays behind, and after three days, if we don't come back, try to find us." ”

Murong Jiu wanted to say that saving us, it is usually a dangerous thing to go to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, but now in such weather, the danger can be imagined, however, her ghost doctor took the consultation, and if there is a way to treat it, she has no reason to give up, even if the difficulty is magnified by God several times this time.

Feeling that although Murong Jiu was not very reluctant, after seeing that she did not exclude him again, Dongfang Yi felt much more relieved due to the depression caused by the bad weather outside.

Murong Jiu instructed Mu Qing and Mu Xing to prepare some equipment needed in the snow and snow, and after the two left, Murong Jiu suddenly fell into silence. And because of the weather, the inn is not frequented by few people, and the entire lobby is surprisingly quiet, except for the occasional crisp impact sound of the shopkeeper's abacus.

"Cough, Jiu'er, after the snow mountain comes down this time, I won't accompany you to the ancient city, the New Year is approaching, and there are some things waiting for me to deal with." Xu is qiē was too weirdly quiet, and Cheng Ziye was the first to feel awkward.

"Well, after going to the ancient city, I will go back directly." Murong Jiu tilted her head and answered lazily, because of the mask, others couldn't see her expression, however, from her lazy posture and the laziness emanating from her whole body, the two people around her clearly felt that she was bored and wanted to sleep.

"It's okay anyway, so it's better to go back to the room and rest." Dongfang Yi opened his mouth softly, looking at this little woman who could have lived comfortably, but had to bear more because of her situation.

"Well, it's rare to have this kind of opportunity, so let's be a big lazy pig." Murong Jiu was not afraid of destroying the image of the lady and stretched his waist, and the words fell and stood up, and at this time, Yuelai Inn ushered in another group of guests.

"It's so big, and it's endless." With a rough voice, a man with five big and three rough men walked into the inn first.

"Hey, it turned out to be the dart head of the Qingyuan Dart Bureau, please hurry up, please hurry up, this snowy day, still running darts" The shopkeeper walked out of the counter hurriedly and greeted him personally.

As the Great Khan entered, a dozen or so people came in one after another, and they also carried five or six boxes, and with the sound of the boxes falling to the ground, it was concluded that the contents were quite heavy.

"There's no way, who told us to eat here, the shopkeeper, clean up a few rooms for the brothers, and I guess I have to live here for a few days." The first man to come in said loudly, and I don't know if he deliberately said it so loudly, or if he was born with a loud voice.

"I really don't know when the snow will stop, so I'll ask someone to take you up to the guest room." The shopkeeper frowned, looked quite worried, and after saying that, he instructed the shopkeeper behind him to lead a group upstairs, and he bowed slightly and returned to the counter.

Dahan and the others followed the shopkeeper up the stairs, but because the empty lobby, Murong Jiu and the others' storage zài and the masks she and Dongfang Yi were wearing were too attractive, Da Khan looked back at the three of them deeply as he walked.

Murong Jiu and the three of them didn't care about the big man's eyes, if the big man didn't pay attention to them, they should feel incredible, and even suspect that the man's dart head was fake.

No one on the rivers and lakes knows the sign of the dark pavilion master, and no one knows the sign of the ghost doctor

A group of dart masters in the Qingyuan Dart Bureau disappeared at the staircase, and Murong Jiu and the three of them also walked back to the guest room, and just after they returned to the room, the inn welcomed another guest, who was wearing a black gauze hat and holding a long sword like ink, exuding coldness all over his body.

"Guest, guest want to stay in the hotel" The shopkeeper stepped forward enthusiastically, but under the influence of the other party's cold, he was a little trembling.

"Hmm." A simple note, but it is more piercing than frost.

At the same time, the voice of the person fell and gave the shopkeeper a broken silver, and the shopkeeper took the silver in a daze, but he forgot to react, just because he saw the most beautiful pair of hands he had ever seen in his life.

It is as flawless as a fine work of art, well-measured, detailed and powerful.

And at the same time that the shopkeeper was fascinated by such a hand, a cold light flashed, and the blade of the sword was half-exposed and rested on the shopkeeper's neck.

"Do you want to die" Sen Han's words spat lightly, like an ordinary greeting.

"No, no, don't be surprised, I, I, I, I, I'll take you upstairs." The shopkeeper's body trembled, his expression was full of horror, he really didn't expect that he would cause such a big disaster for himself with just a momentary loss of consciousness.

"Hehe, guest, this kid is usually confused, don't be angry with him." The shopkeeper hurriedly walked closer, hunched over with a smiling face.

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