Heavy snow fell for several days, and the surface of the lake was covered with a thick layer of ice.

I finally waited until the snow stopped and the wind rose again—

Le Zhengjiao handed the teacup to the attendant behind him, and then tightened the cloak on his body. The flaming fox fur collar and the bright red cloak make it stand out in the silver.

It was precisely because of his appearance that the fighters standing on the surface of the lake paused one after another, and looked at him in unison.

After a period of silence, Le Zhengjiao asked slowly: "Who broke my lake?" Take the initiative to stand up and admit your mistake, I can consider keeping your whole body." ”

The situation in front of him was extremely clear, in addition to the six corpses on the ground, there were twelve masked men armed with serpentine swords.

Opposite them was a young man in a purple dark robe.

The young man held a long sword that shimmered with cold light in his right hand, and two eagle-headed darts were neatly inserted into his left shoulder, and the same dark purple blood gushed down his arm.

It dripped on the ice and seeped into the lake.

"Didn't anyone admit it?" spoke again, and there was already a touch of impatience in Le Zhengjiao's tone, and under the cloak was a pair of eager hands.

Obviously, neither of the two groups paid any attention to his intentions. With the order of the masked man at the head, a swarm of eagle-headed darts struck at the young man with the sword qi of the snake sword.

The wounded young man was physically exhausted, and he didn't have time to make a move to defend against the enemy, and he fainted as soon as it was dark in front of him.

Le Zhengjiao, who was standing on the side, quietly raised his arm and waved it gently, and the folding fan held in the palm of his hand flew out in an instant, and the sword qi that should have fallen on the young man's body was offset by the true qi he placed on the folding fan.

Not long after, Le Zhengjiao once again made a strong palm wind with the hand of the fan, and the folding fan that was about to fall to the ground rolled in the air again.

At the end of the two sounds, the eagle's head darts that were bounced off by the folding fan all shot at the masked man's heart. Without half a whimper or scream, eleven corpses fell in turn.

The masked man's pupils dilated infinitely with fear, his hands that had nowhere to place were panicked, and his rapidly spinning brain couldn't think of a way to escape.

When Le Zhengjiao held the folding fan that returned from his trip in his hand, a pair of eyes suddenly had a smeared glow: "Now, only you are left...... How do you want to die?"

The masked man was stunned at first, and then waved his hand and said, "The villain doesn't dare to trouble the driver, wait for me to make my own decision!"

Having said that, he took advantage of the sword to raise his sword and threw the dart hidden in the cuff at the fainting boy.

At this moment, a burst of blue light suddenly flashed, and a teacup knocked down the snake sword in the masked man's hand, bouncing him away for seven or eight feet.

His ears "buzzed", and the masked man got up from the ice with great difficulty, and pointed at Le Zhengjiao angrily and shouted: "I don't know whether I live or die, do you really want to fight against my Netherworld Demon Palace?"

The words that he thought were extraordinary only earned the scorn and disdain of the attendants behind Le Zhengjiao: "It turned out to be Su Lingyi's person, no wonder he was so vulnerable." ”

As soon as the words fell, the masked man spat again and shouted loudly: "Bold! The nameless rat generation is also worthy of calling my family emperor's name, it is really not a pity to die!"

Looking at the thunderous person in front of him, Le Zhengjiao only lowered his head and smiled, and for the first time in his life, he was called "nameless rats".

With the movement of his sleeves, the long sword beside the young man quickly rose and drew a rainbow-shaped arc in the air.

The sound of the sword breaking the ice ended, and the masked man's head was cut off by the neck, and after two circles on the ground like a ball, it was buried by the rapidly falling body.

You'e, who was watching everything, quickly stepped forward and handed over the hot tea: "City Lord, what should we do with these corpses?"

Le Zhengjiao replied without thinking: "Send it to the Demon Palace and return it to Su Lingyi." After a pause, he added in a low but not lacking brisk tone: "Feed the dog to the dog that cracked the lake." ”

As soon as the words changed, Le Zhengjiao quickly turned his eyes to the injured young man: "I see that this young man's eyes are clear, take him back to be healed, and I will talk about the big things later." ”

After finishing speaking, the cloak that was originally draped over him was already covered by the young man.

Without the cover of the cloak, the phoenix and phoenix embroidered in the brocade robe can finally see the light of day, and the lifelike birds seem to be able to fly to the sky at any time.

The clear expression matched the flying clothes, and a fairy breath was about to come out.

"Let's go!" Le Zhengjiao said softly.

took a slow step, but looked back at the bottomless ice three times at a time, just because the ice hid the person he missed the most.

The white horse passed through the gap, and the half-moon scene was fleeting.

Le Zhengjiao, who was dressed in a red robe, sat quietly in front of the charcoal basin and fiddled with the red charcoal, the red wax that had been burned from last night to the present had already solidified, and Shi Luan and You'e were sitting on their sides, one left and one right.

On his lap was a piece of poetry, alternating sighs and chanting in the room.

"Is the city lord missing his old man again?" asked You'e, who had been bowing his head and being silent, couldn't help but ask after hearing the chanting.

Le Zheng smiled very heartily: "Since he is willing to betray me, why should I bother to make a drama of longing for myself? ”

You were about to ask something, but she was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. It turned out that the disciples in the city came to report that the young man who was rescued in Cuiyun Lake that day had woken up.

Stretching his waist, Le Zhengjiao stretched out his hand and pointed at the two: "You first take the young man to the study and wait for a while, and I will change my clothes and go to meet the guests." ”

After the two attendants left, Qi Yiran, who was staying in the inner room, walked late in the loneliness: "That sword boy has a strong body, his eyes are bright, and he doesn't look like an ordinary person in the market...... The lord of the castle is careful in everything. ”

Le Zhengjiao nodded in agreement: "Su Lingyi's Eighteen Netherworld Riders are all masters, this young man can actually kill six people with a sword qi, and his ability should not be underestimated." ”

Qi Yiran was tall and thin, with a delicate face, but there was no joy or anger on his face, it was always an expression, even if he heard such a horrific incident, it didn't arouse his much interest.

It was only because the person he was talking to was Le Zhengjiao that he seemed to have some attention in the past: "If his subordinates are not mistaken, the sword he holds should be a hoopoe sword that has long been famous." ”

Le Zhengjiao showed a calm look on his face, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sly smile. The reason why he saved people was because he recognized the hoopoe.

After a long time, he said: "That young man has excellent roots, and he will be able to surpass his master in a few years." As long as you are guided by good thoughts, you will be able to benefit all living beings in the world in the future. ”

There was a faint look of worry between Qi Yiran's eyebrows: "It also depends on who guides it." ”

Shi Luan and You'e, who were ordered to be there, came to the guest room very respectfully, and Shi Luan, who has always been known for his good temper, gently reminded the young man not to walk around, so as to avoid the invasion of wind and cold.

The young man took two steps back with vigilance: "Why do you restrict my comings and goings?"

"Don't misunderstand, young man, this is also for the sake of your body. Shi Luan replied with a smile.

The young man responded with two sneers: "Now that it has fallen into the hands of you villains, I only hope that I can give up this body and bones as soon as possible, it is better than enduring bullying and humiliation." ”

"Presumptuous!" "The anger of the anxious son of You'e burst forth: "It will take at least half a month for the city lord to make up for the spiritual power that he lost to save you, and you are not only ungrateful but speak ill of you, it is simply unreasonable!"

Afraid that You'e would hurt someone, Shi Luan hurriedly dragged him aside: "Don't be impulsive!"

The young man snorted heavily, his eyes full of disdain: "Save me, I'm afraid you want me to be tortured to death!"

The conversation between the three of them was fragmented, and the previous sentence and the latter sentence were not connected at all, as if they were two parallel lines that could never coincide, and no matter how much they could explain it, it would be futile.

You E only said "offended" and took the initiative to attack, raised his hand and hit the young man's neck, Shi Luan knew that he was measured, so he didn't do much to stop it.

The two of them thought that he was still weak when he first recovered from his serious injuries, but who expected him to dodge with only one slippery step.

When You E hit the second palm, the young man was already grabbing his wrist with his backhand in the gap of dodging, and his weight shifted to his right foot, kicking You E in the abdomen.

Kicking the air as expected, the young man thought to himself: "This person has a steady pace and fine breathing, and he must be quite good at hard work and internal strength." ”

His actions completely stunned the two of them in place.

In order to prevent accidents, Shi Luan hurriedly joined the battle. He bore the brunt of slashing at the young man's shoulder, but he countered with the force of his palm, and his whole arm was numb.

The young man took the opportunity to raise his arm and draw a white light that hit Shi Luan's wrist, and he was in pain, "oops".

But before the young man could take a step and run away, you slashed at his back again, and this palm did not apply a heavy hand, but only made his fall more ugly.

After a dazzling burst of light, each of your hands was about a foot long, with two thin and flat emei thorns, and an iron nail riveted in the round hole in the center, and the nail rotated very flexibly in the hole.

Your wrist was extremely vigorous, his fingers flicked slightly, and the Emei thorn that was close to his palm quickly turned in his hand.

When he fought with the boy again, he used a variety of tricks such as blocking, piercing, piercing, picking, and buckling between his fingers, although they were cracked one by one, but they made the people who cracked them admire.

During the fight, You E gently spread out his palm, and the Emei thorn on his other hand flew out: "Young man is good kung fu!"

Before he could respond, the boy hurriedly leaned his upper body back.

The Emei thorn only flew over his head, but his legs were hit twice in a row, and it only took half a successful effort to take care of Le Zhengjiao's face, otherwise his two legs would have been wasted.

The young man's entire attention was on the Emei Thorn, and there was no embankment behind Shi Luan, which also gave him an opportunity.

Shi Luan's meridian mandarin duck Yue walks in all directions and does whatever he wants, changing endlessly, easy to attack and difficult to defend, and it is no problem to fight two or three people of the same level of kung fu, not to mention a young man who is empty-handed!