|||--When the proprietress heard this, she was quite curious: "Oh, who is he?" ”

Hearing the boss's question, Xiao Er became more and more energetic: "Looking at this person carefully, he is covered in ice and snow, and his eyebrows and hair are frosty, I think it has been frozen for a long time, and his face is colorless."

As far as I can guess, this person must have come from the Jingmen Snow Mountain. It's just that his legs and feet are too fast, and the snow-capped mountains are one hundred and eighty miles, so can't he give birth to scuds?

Not to mention, he still holds a beautiful girl in his arms, and he covers it tightly, lest she get cold. You don't see it, his love is boundless, the pain is boundless, his hands are carefully held, and his eyes are carefully watched.

His behavior made me wonder how many rooms he had to offer. Think about it, are there such people in the world? On the one hand, they are like glue, and they are separated from each other? Is there money to spend? Is it a wife who is afraid to sleep? Or is there a ghost in your heart? Or is there nothing to blame for?

In short, it is rare in the world, and my generation is only ashamed. ”

When Qinghe heard this, he felt even more embarrassed, and his heart instantly rose to his throat: "What he said, but Ah Long?" ”

Although the proprietress was surprised and inexplicable, she still did not forget her original intention: "It's better to divide the room, but it's cheaper for us." If you go to take care of it once, and then you stay, you will have to pay for the next day's room. ”

Xiao Er promised to walk up the stairs and went straight to the guest room on the second floor, Qinghe carried her skirt, tiptoed, and followed her.

There were several calls from the door, but there was no answer inside, Xiao Er wanted to turn around and leave, but Qinghe had already stepped forward: "Little Second Brother, help open the door, I want to see my husband." ”

Xiao Er startled the boss, and looked back, just a delicate little girl, not like a thief. Looking at it again, he recognized that the person was the goddess of yesterday, and couldn't help but smile on his face, and while opening the door with his hand, he asked in surprise: "You husband and wife, are you really weird, young, sleeping in your own room, not afraid of being born?" ”

Qinghe didn't answer, flashed into the room, and watched intently. There is a bed in the room, and there is a person lying on it, facing the sky on his back, with a sick face, and his eyes are closed and silent.

It's not Aaron, but who is it?

After reading it, my heart was like thunder, and my heart was like a cone.

While flying to grab it, he looked forward to it: "He has always been iron-clad, and he will get sick?" Could it be that they are playing tricks again? ”

For the first time in his life, he hoped that he would pretend to be a ghost, and he whispered: "Long Dada." ”

Aaron still kept his eyes closed, but he shouldn't.

Qinghe only felt bad, and hurriedly probed his hands and covered his forehead, only to feel extremely hot, not pretending at all.

Deng Shi was so anxious that he asked urgently: "Little second brother, is there a good doctor in the ancient town?" ”

Although Xiao Er is chattering, he has a good heart, and when he sees the goddess Chu Chu and is pitiful, he knows that human life is at stake, and he can't help but feel compassion: "There are good doctors, but the price is expensive." ”

Qinghe was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out the silver two in his arms: "Please second brother, I will bother you to make a trip." ”

Sure enough, there is a famous doctor in a famous place, and the old Chinese medicine doctor has good medical skills, so he asked and sighed: "Zunfu has been seriously injured, and his vitality has been greatly injured, but now he has been invaded by cold ice, and his true qi has been depleted. If it were an ordinary person, he would have passed away long ago. Even if he is so strong, whether he can be healed depends on his creation. If you can survive the recovery, you must be well recuperated and recovered. ”

Qinghe heard the words and was empowered: "Before he recovered from his serious injuries, he suffered great disasters: fighting for his life Jiawang Zhuoxing, fighting the 'crazy six sons', galloping Tianqiao Peak, tossing and turning Yunjian Mountain, Wuhujiang is dangerous, and the snow-capped mountains are cold. What kind of ice dragon iron horse is that, the sky falling apart? He has already exhausted his true qi, overdrawn his physical strength, even if he is steel and iron bones, he can't afford such devil training. ”

Full of guilt and busyness, he finally served Ah Long to take the decoction of cold and warmth, qi and blood.

Touching his still hot forehead, he felt even more worried, and secretly thought: "The doctor once said that if the high fever does not go away, you can cool down with water." ”

Regardless of self-blame and self-remorse, he hurriedly called for clean water and applied a cold compress to his forehead, wrists, and calves.

While serving, he thought to himself, "But in ten days, he has died twice. He did not die, which was a blessing in misfortune, but I treated him as invincible and crippled him a hundred times a day. ”

Recalling the past, it is foolish, but when you look closely, you feel more familiar: "If he lies down obediently and does not speak, it is clear that he is my Aaron." ”

In order to change the water, she ran up and down the stairs and undulating courtyards, running in and out, back and forth.

She was holding a wooden basin in her hand, running to the courtyard, and suddenly saw a figure shaking at the door, three tall figures, two black and one basket, wrapped in ice and snow, carrying cold air, dodging and jumping into the inn.

The man in black sighed: "Ah Xing, I never expected that an avalanche would destroy the world, destroy the mountains and mountains, and almost freeze our family for thousands of years." ”

The man in blue stumbled and said hatefully: "It's a great time, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but it's a pity that the dragon demon is in a desperate situation." ”

When Qinghe heard this, he was terrified, and his heart was even more pumped: "Oops, listen to their tones, one is strangely cold, the other is insidious, it is clearly King Jia, Zhuo Xing." ”

It is said that King Jia, since he was a child, practiced martial arts at the top of the Ten Thousand Buddhas in Emei, and has a strong tolerance to harsh climate and thin air. Despite this, Zhijian was disabled, because he was suffering from the "splitting wind and true qi", so he crossed the Jingmen Snow Mountain, and his old life was almost lost, and he was extremely tired at this time, and he was eager to recuperate.

King Jia was decadent and lost his fighting spirit: "Ah Xing, living in the world is already a gift from God, how can you ask for blame too much?" According to the father's opinion, it is better for us to take refuge first, so that we can cultivate and take revenge, and we will talk about it later. ”

Zhuo Xing is young and vigorous, how can he know the grief of the elderly: "Why can't my father see through it?" Zhuo Yun is bound to be killed

Kill them all, and the dragon demon will cut down the grass and eradicate the roots. is the royal brother, and the six relatives do not recognize it. If we blindly tolerate it, there is only one dead end. ”

King Jia sighed: "Yes, so far, whether it is Zhuo Yun or the Dragon Demon, they can't tolerate you and me." If we go to Emei to settle down, they may not dare to offend the master, and they may be able to survive in the cracks. ”

Zhuo Xing said quietly: "Father, Emei can hide for a day or two, and can he hide for ten or eight years?" What's more, my grandfather is very old, and one day he will drive a crane west, and at that time, where will our father and son go? ”

King Jia's face was sad: "It's not my wish to return to Emei." Grizzled and dirty, even more shameless. ”

Zhuo Xing's face was resolute: "Since this is the case, my father can no longer have illusions. Don't say that the two demons of Yunlong are the royal brothers, and they have already broken off the relationship between father and son, if we endure it again and again, we can only have endless troubles. ”

King Jia was quite displeased: "Ah Xing, it's too unfair to talk about your brother like this." ”

Zhuo Xing gritted his teeth: "Father Wang Daren, I can't see the ambition of the wolf. Fortunately, we are staying in the green mountains, and we are not afraid of running out of firewood. The child made an oath today to destroy the dragon demon first, and then get rid of Zhuo Yun. Sooner or later, Pingxi destroyed Shu and avenged his father. ”

When King Jia heard this, he was not happy and worried, and repeatedly explained: "Ah Xing, now it is not good to kill the dragon demon and kill Zhuoyun." We are fortunate to be able to survive in secret. ”

Zhuo Xing was ashamed: "Why should my father be pessimistic? As the saying goes, the mountains do not turn around, there will always be a day, and the time will run. Besides, things are man-made, and people will win the day. Let's lie down and taste the guts, ten years of sharpening the sword, I don't believe it, the day of the dragon demon defense, the first life of defense? ”

Qinghe unexpectedly had a narrow road, and when they met on a narrow road, they were even more enlightened: "King Jia's evil deeds are clear, Zhuo Xing is full of evil, Zhuo Yun is angry, he is arrested by heavy troops, and he is wanted by the whole country." They were desperate, so they simply made a desperate bet and left Ah Long to die, so they tracked them all the way. ”

Thinking of this, he quietly turned around, hoping to slip away.

Unexpectedly, it was too late, and Fang wanted to hide enough, so he listened to a loud voice, neither yin nor yang, neither male nor female, it was Seke: "My king is not excellent, fortunately, the dragon demon is fascinated and fascinated." Fortunately, the little lotus demon is far away in the sky, close at hand. God help me, just slay the dragon and slay the demon. ”

Before he finished speaking, he pounced: "Catch the lotus demon as a hostage, and the dragon demon is at your fingertips!" ”

Qinghe exclaimed: "The world is so upside down, Seck has the smallest eyes, but the best eyes." "Don't dare to slack off, fly and run away.

Zhuo Xing suddenly realized, and laughed treacherously: "Little lotus demon! Just in time, where to run? ”

King Jia was overjoyed and resurrected with full blood: "Little Lotus Demon! I have not slain them all, and you will not be gone. ”

Qinghe was shocked and immediately decided: "For the sake of today's plan, we must not retreat to the inn and endanger Ah Long." Thinking of this, he swung his water at his fierce opponent.

Cold water is coming, and the three of them climb over the snow-capped mountains and freeze into dead dogs, how can they get wet on the water? It's all instinctive retreat. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qinghe flew up, rushed out of the inn, and ran wildly south.

Xiao Er was cleaning in the courtyard, and seeing the green-clothed goddess who admired Wuji, she threw out the basin of water like a shock, and the tanuki jumped out of the courtyard door like a raccoon. I also saw two black, one basket and three strong men, full of hatred, gritting their teeth, and chasing away. Where had he ever seen such a formation? I was scared for a long time.

Qinghe jumped out of the inn and ran to the streets and alleys, all the way to the high ground and blurred, not knowing things.

Ningyuan ancient town is built near the river, the dwellings are mostly the world-famous "stilted building", built in the air, the wooden pile is obliquely erected under the house, the wooden building is supported on the column, it seems to be horizontal and vertical, the east side is crooked in the west, in fact, it is firm and durable, and there is no risk of collapse, the worry of overturning.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and there were only a few pedestrians in the streets and alleys. Qinghe dodged and rushed forward.

The three thieves chased and beat behind her for a few feet, and the "Emei Yin and Yang Thorn" and "Jinsai Arc Needle" attacked like thunderbolts.

Qinghe swayed left and right, quickly avoiding it. Finally run to a T-junction, the road ahead, the left leads to the deep mountains, and the right leads to the suspension bridge.

Qinghe Deng made it clear: "The communication between the east and west banks of the ancient town originally relied on the suspension bridge. ”

I was so anxious that I didn't think twice about it, and turned right onto the suspension bridge. She was as light as a swallow, and she jumped onto the suspension bridge with the "Pujia Dew Flying Frost", still running like thunder and floating like flying.

Seck chased after the front, lest he couldn't catch up, and kicked the flying leg at the suspension bridge sling. In an instant, the suspension bridge was immediately broken, and immediately swayed left and right, and the wind surged.

Qinghe was shocked: "Seke is insidious, he wants to shock me to the Ningyuan River, think about it, he has a good water nature." Thinking of this, immediately dispel the idea of escaping by water.

She was in turmoil on the suspension bridge, trying to stabilize her mind and control her center of gravity. Stretching his body quickly, he rose into the air, jumped up, and in an instant, he flew to the opposite shore.

When the feet fall to the ground, the "Pujia Dew Flying Frost" is immediately cast, and the soles of the feet are cloudy, and the body is like a wind, fast as a spirit ape, and as urgent as lightning.

In the process of running, his mind turned even more round: "The three people behind him are all top masters, with profound skills, and light skills are not idle." The more time passes, the more I lose. No, you have to find a place to hide quickly. ”

I was in a panic and saw Ningyuan Salt Works from afar.

It turns out that the west of the ancient town of Ningyuan is a natural salt spring, the birthplace of salt production in northwest Guangxi. Since the pre-Qin period, it has flourished so far, and it has a history of salt production for thousands of years.

Legend thousands of years ago, the hunter chased the deer here, suddenly disappeared, only saw a hole, the clear spring rushed, thirsty drinking spring, the water taste is extremely salty, this is the world-famous Ningyuan salt spring. Since then, people have been boiling salt with water. As the days go by, people gather, and towns, shops, and salt farms prosper endlessly.

He rushed into the salt field, the salt workers worked for a day, and they had already stopped working and returned home, leaving only the door people to protect the hospital. She was so fast that no one could see her.

The three thieves behind him chased after him, and Qinghe panicked, running around several rows of salt wells at high speed. The salt well is chiseled around the salt spring, and the deepest place reaches dozens of zhang. Upper floor frames, installation of pulleys, and drawing of salt springs.

Qinghe didn't care about the long-standing salt-making civilization, and was not in the mood to study the exquisitely conceived brine extraction equipment, so he could only fly wildly, up and down, and plunged into the salt mill.

There are dozens of iron pots for boiling salt in the workshop, the volume is huge, the caliber is amazing, and it is a foot away. The flames under the pot are rushing, and the steam on the pot is permeating.

When I entered it, I felt that I was in a cannon burning, scorching fire, and the heat was unbearable.

Seeing the three thieves chasing after him, Qinghe changed his straight line to an arc circle, circled dozens of cauldrons, ran through and ran, dodging and moving. The three thieves wanted to be a strong man with full firepower, not as heat-resistant as Qinghe, chased a few laps, failed to succeed, they were all sweating like rain, the heat was unbearable, so they simply jumped out of the salt mill to find another way.

Sure enough, they were on the left, right, and front three sides, each guarding a corner, crouching under the window or outside the door, waiting for the rabbit.

When night fell, it was pitch black. Qinghe was like a trapped beast, staring at the cat's eyes and looking around. Above both sides of the salt mill, there are large windows for ventilation and lighting. With an idea, she quietly approached, stretched her limbs, and crawled up like a gecko.

Who knows, lying on the edge of the window, looking down, Zhuo Xing crouched on the ground, staring at the tiger, looking upward. He has strong night vision, and he sees through the sky at a glance and jumps quickly.

Qinghe was frightened, flipped quickly, landed on his feet, and returned to Benfangmen. King Jia, who was guarding the door, lost his physical strength after being injured after all, and did not wait to be arrested, and Qinghe had already taken the road and fled.

The three thieves were cunning, and they were not slacking off, and they followed Qinghe and chased after them. In a panic, Qinghe ran out of the salt mill, went around, and returned to the starting point at the end, but there was a major discovery: at a glance, he saw the "Ningyuan Divine Fire", which was spitting smoke and swallowing smoke.

The land of Shu and Gui is rich in natural gas, which is often accompanied by underground salt brine. Legend has it that late one night, lightning and thunder, a thunderbolt smashed down, penetrated the deepest salt well, connected to the underground gas, hula burst out of flames, soaring several feet, the folk respected as "Ningyuan Divine Fire".

Inspired by the "divine fire", the clever Ningyuan salt workers hollowed out the peeled long-haired bamboo, wrapped it in lacquered cloth, inserted one end into the salt well, and poked out of the wellhead with the other. The natural gas will go from the bottom of the well, along the bamboo tube, to the end of the bamboo, and after it is ignited, the fire will be blazing.

In this way, salt workers use natural gas for the decoction and boiling process, which saves a lot of manpower and material resources, and greatly improves the efficiency of salt production. "Ningyuan Shenhuo" has become a major invention of the salt field, and it is also a great spectacle.

Qinghe saw the raging fire coming out of the bamboo tube, and with a wit, he suddenly stopped, turned around, took off, and raised his little hand, like a flying hidden weapon.

The three thieves were very jealous of Ah Long, thinking that she had obtained Ah Long's true biography, and shot "chasing the wind and Ling Needle". In a panic, they jumped to dodge.

It's too late, it's fast, Qinghe seized the opportunity, cast the "whirlwind shadowless legs", with the momentum of "autumn wind and falling leaves", the right foot probed forward like a shock, and the left foot whirlwind-like outward, in mid-air, by twisting the waist and turning the hips, running towards the flames of the bamboo tube, lightning like a kick.

She has a clever body, a coherent leg style, a crisp and neat body, extremely flexible, accurate and ruthless impact, and a strong force.

In an instant, the natural gas full of bamboo tubes, under her fierce kicks, rushed out like a thunderbolt and a stormy wave.

In an instant, tongues of fire flew, rolling in raging flames, spraying more than a few feet, rushing to chase the three thieves in mid-air, covering their heads and faces, and burning away.

At that moment, three earth-shattering screams resounded in the night sky of the salt field.

Jia Wang Ben was the most advanced and burned the worst.

Qinghe was ecstatic in his heart: "In an instant, the three thieves were buried in the fire, burned into suckling pigs, roasted into whole sheep, burned in all five parts, and smoked in seven orifices. It is certain that you can't shoot the 'Emei Lingshuo Palm', you can't kick the 'Emei Peak Leg', you can't hit the 'Emei Long Arm Fist', you can't catch the 'Emei Qiankun Claw', you can't shoot the 'Emei Yin and Yang Thorn', and you can't cut the 'Golden Plug Arc Knife'. ”

Which is the joy and sorrow, Seke is invincible, the first to break through the sea of fire, the "Golden Arc Knife" is like a thunderbolt of shock, wrapped in cold and cold air, roaring, and shouting wildly in his mouth: "Little goblin, dare to frame my king!" I'm going to whiff your tendons and pick your skin! ”

Qinghe's life hung by a thread, and in the autumn of critical survival, a white shadow came in the wind, and a pair of "Minshan Wind and Snow Wheels" flew in the air: "Seke!" It's clearly you, and you deserve to be cramped and skinned the most. You have done a lot of harm, you are full of evil, and it is not a pity to die! ”

The blue snow divine soldier descended from the sky, and Qinghe was able to fly and dodge the fatal blow.

At this time, listening to King Jia's miserable wail, Seke and Bixue were all shocked, and they rushed forward to extinguish the fire, where can they take care of encircling Qinghe?

Qinghe finally breathed a sigh of relief, and did not dare to slack off for a moment, so he fled in a hurry. ran wildly, and finally returned to the inn.

Jumping into the lobby, almost bumping into a person.

But it was Xiao Er, who was the first to wake up, full of surprise, and exclaimed: "Little lady, you are back, you are finally safe and sound, those three villains, looking at Sven, killed people, fierce and vicious." ”

Qinghe knew that he had good intentions, and hurriedly said: "Thank you for the care of the little second brother, this place is not suitable for a long time, I want to protect my husband and leave immediately." ”

Although Xiao Er is reluctant, he can't wait for her to fly away, and only hopes that she will avoid flying trouble, let alone cause trouble in the store: "The little lady has gone all the way, fortunately, your sister has arrived, I just hope that your sisters will take care of each other." ”