201 Sword God is cold

Ximen Ruohan and Cangshan sent Guiyu Arrow to fight at the top of Hengmei Mountain!

Guiyu arrow Luo Bing's arrow killed people, and in the face of Ximen Ruohan's swordsmanship, this martial arts celebrity could not escape the fate of defeat.

Ximen Ruohan gently wiped away the scattered snowflakes on the cold sword with an embroidered handkerchief, and the embroidered handkerchief was lifted by the wind and floated to the bottom of the mountains and valleys. His eyes were focused on the broken arrow, and there was endless arrogance in his ice-like eyes, as well as a faint loneliness.

Walking down the mountain, the distance he took with each step was the same, firm and unhesitating. Not fast, not slow. This is the habit of Simon Ruohan, every time after a duel with someone, he relaxes his spirit in this way and allows himself to get enough rest.

Guiyu Arrow is a rare opponent, but his swordsmanship has been slow, and the process of pursuing swordsmanship is a lonely and never-ending process, and the swordsman sharpens not only the sword, but also the swordsman's heart. When a swordsman's heart is no longer firm, then his life will come to an end.

The green of the distant mountains becomes the background. In the crystal clear Hengmei Mountain, a white dress walks among the green, with the coldness of winter and the arrogance of Gaoling.

At the foot of Hengmei Mountain, there is a pool of turquoise lakes. The surface of the lake is clear and transparent, but at this time there is a wisp of red clothes.

Ximen Ruohan stood still and glanced at the red clothes, with his eyesight, of course he knew that it was a person, a woman.

Ximen Ruohan didn't move his eyebrows for a moment, and continued to walk forward.

The red clothes floating on the water did not move at all, and the turquoise water of the lake was a little red, which was particularly dazzling in this clear morning.

A light light flashed, and Ximen Ruohan had already taken the woman in red out of the lake. The body has been soaked in the lake and swollen. There are also some turquoise aquatic plants wrapped around his face. Simon Ruohan probed the woman's snort, which was very slight. If you are a bystander, you can't even perceive that faint sign. But the man in front of him was Simon Ruohan. If a person is dead or not, how can he hide his eyes?

was seriously injured, if he hadn't had a breath to protect his heart, he would have been a dead man at this time. Although he is still alive, he is not far from death.

The sniffing hand paused, staring at a shallow white mark on his neck. The edges of the human skin mask have been upturned because it has been soaked in the lake for a long time.

Ximen Ruohan frowned, stretched out his hand, and removed the human skin mask on the woman's face.

A completely different face appeared in front of him.

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"I'm here to find your owner. Can you let me see him? I admire him, he's the best hero in my mind, and if he's handsome, I'm going to marry him. ”

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"Wow~ Ximen Zhuang Master, you are really handsome, your heroic posture of practicing swords, and the white clothes that flutter like snow, and the green silk that is as thick as ink, are really perfect~ Xie Xiaoji is compared to you. It's really far away, I really don't know what kind of vision those women on the rivers and lakes are, and why they all fall in love with that mustache. ”

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"There's another time, die!" Look at her fiery eyes. A strange look quietly rose from the bottom of Ximenruo's cold heart, as if he was afraid to see her warm eyes, and walked past her coldly.

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"Come in—" Simon's voice sounded like the first snow in the chess room. Wang Ling thought it was an ear flower, but she didn't react for a while. Until the people inside said it again. "Come in! - I ran in with an oh sound.

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Simon Ruohan's eyes flickered as he stared at the woman who had fallen to the ground and was barely alive. His eyes were as cold as snow and darkened.

More than two years ago, she came to Drifting Snow Villa. On a cold night, after sleeping outside the village, the housekeeper took her back to the village, and her only request was to see her.

She almost died under her own sword qi, because there was no murderous aura, it looked like her brain was missing a string, and the sword qi was transferred by him when it was about to sweep her.

He instructed the butler to let her out of the village, return to the chess room, and play with her left and right hands. The game can make him clear and calm. Everyone in the village knows that once the owner enters the chess room, it is often the whole day. And during this time, no one can bother.

However, that time, as soon as Ximen Ruohan sat down, Miss Wang's voice came from outside. The air conditioner was released, the entire chess room was shrouded in ice and snow, the cold overflowed, and the sheep outside suddenly rolled up its wool, and finally knew that it was not fun to anger the sword god.

He let her in anyway, and at first, he didn't believe that the girl was proficient in chess. However, after a few rounds, he was really impressed.

Playing chess was at a critical juncture, and Ximen Ruohan was rarely interested, but suddenly found that the woman in front of him who dared to break into the Drifting Snow Mountain Villa alone fell asleep while playing against him.

At that moment, the owner of the lonely Drifting Snow Mountain Villa, known as the Sword God, Ximen Ruohan, finally had a crack on his indifferent face.

The cold released from the whole body can freeze people to death, but in the next moment, when I saw the guy who slept more than a sheep and didn't even know that danger was approaching, the cold air all over my body was withdrawn.

Ximen Ruohan can convince himself like this: After all, from before to now, the person who dares to hang him aside and fall asleep in front of him has not had a second person besides her, isn't it?

The woman in red lying on the ground was none other than Miss Wang Ling.

The human skin mask was the one she wore when she pretended to be Yan Wunan before. Ximen Ruohan took the delicate human skin mask, turned his head to look at the woman lying silently on the ground, put the mask into his arms, helped her up, and infused true qi into her body.

True Qi continued to enter her body, and Miss Wang felt as if she was dead, without any movement. Ximen Ruohan finally withdrew his palm, picked her up, and disappeared into Hengmei Mountain.

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"Shu'er, I'm back. How's that, what's the matter? As soon as Wen Shu came back, Wen Ting immediately came over. He looked her up and down to make sure he was okay before he was relieved.

Wen Ting, who does not eat fireworks in the world, does his best to be a good brother in the days when he leaves the house. This is also what touched Wen Shu the most. Although the expression on his face does not fluctuate much, the words of concern that come out of his mouth always make people feel a brother's care.

"I'm fine, second brother, it's not me who has something to do, it's Jin Sixth Brother and Xiao Jiu." Thinking of the Golden Bell Tower, which was injured all over his body, and Xiao Jiu, whose life and death were uncertain, Wen Shu's nose was sour, and he almost burst into tears. But she can't cry, crying is the weakest thing, it can't help anything, but it will add to the chaos.

Xie Xiaoji carried the Golden Bell Tower on his back and returned to his room. When Jin Yulou heard that his sixth brother was injured, he hurriedly put down everything and rushed over.

"Why did it hurt?"

"I'm sorry, Fifth Brother."

"Don't say too much about it yet, it's important to recuperate." Jin Yulou couldn't bear it and blamed his favorite sixth brother.

Wen Shu helped Xie Xiaoji, carefully supported the Admiralty Tower, and put him on the bed. When Fifth Brother Jin asked why Jin Zhonglou was injured, Wen Shu's heart felt like a needle prick. At this moment, the Admiralty Tower, which was in the dark world, gently patted her hand as if he felt her self-blame.

Wen Shu looked over suspiciously, and what was waiting for her was the warm smile of the Golden Bell Tower.

This man, in the eyes of others, has lived in darkness all his life, but he is warmer than anyone else. Most importantly, he warmed not only himself, but many others.

The wound on the Admiralty Tower, when he returned, was cracked open despite the utmost care. Wen Shu re-medicated him, and after taking the medicine, he let him rest well, and he went outside the house.

Xie Xiaoji, Jin Yulou, Gongsun Jile, and Wen Ting are all sitting here, in addition to discussing the affairs of the Shenming Palace, the most important thing is about Miss Wang.

"Jin Yulou, have all those doctors been settled?"

"Well, I placed them in the West Cross Courtyard, which is a certain distance from the Gaosheng Inn, and it is guarded, and no one usually goes there. It's just that the situation of those doctors is really worrying. Jin Yulou asked himself that he was also a person who had seen a lot of martial arts anecdotes, but when people came back with those doctors, he was still shocked.

He didn't dare to put others and the group of doctors together, he was afraid that they would suddenly go crazy. Don't dare to let them go back casually, before they find out about the Shenming Palace, these people will be in danger at any time.

The people in the rivers and lakes are in charge of the affairs of the rivers and lakes, Xie Xiaoji and the sixth brother are involved, and Miss Wen has become their next target, and he will not stay out of the matter.

"It's okay, we still have the third miss, I will accompany the third miss to see the Song Divine Doctor later, and by the way, see what is wrong with them." Third Miss, I'll trouble you with this. ”

"Of course, I am obliged." Wen Shu also deeply felt that the matter was strict, and the matter of the Shenming Palace was not so simple. Although they escaped from it, everyone knew in their hearts that this did not mean the end, but on the contrary, a qiē had just begun.

"Xie Xiaoji, you just said that Miss Wang may have been killed, is the news true?" It's a heart-wrenching topic, but they have no choice but to face it.

Gongsun didn't feel good at this time. Except for the group of friends who were worried about him, and the Sun girl who was kind to him, there was no trace.

In any case, he was going to infiltrate the shrine again. This time, he didn't just wait outside, he wanted to go in with Xie Xiaoji.

He was going to get them all back, and even if they weren't there, he would bring back their bodies. Although they all knew very well in their hearts that with the means of the Divine Palace, it would be very easy for a person to disappear from this world, leaving no trace.

But they can't give up, and their friends may still be waiting for them somewhere.

The door was kicked open, and several people turned back together.

Under the backlight, Simon Ruohan, dressed in white and like a god descending, stood outside the house with a person in his arms.

………… (To be continued......)