Snow, flying all over the sky.

The wind is cold, the wind is snowy; Silver-coated with powdered Lingshan, thousands of miles of ice is not frozen, and there are nine secluded fountains of immortality. Tianchi shook down to the earth, just like the spring breeze red dust fairy. The sword light exploded through the sky, and the purple qi of the imperial road was at the pinnacle.

A white figure holding a sword was in the snow, the sword danced in the snow, and the young man's face was neither sad nor joyful, he was actually dancing the sword with his eyes closed. The figure dodged and dodged, he was like the darling of the snow, wantonly spreading joy in his mother's arms. Snowflakes began to condense on the tip of the sword, and his sword did not stop for a moment, and slowly a snow dragon flew over the tip of his sword.

The snow dragon is agile, and the sword light is blown away. The boy's sword slowly slowed down, merging with the snow in the sky. At this time, the purple light on the young man's body suddenly appeared, straight into the sky, and the snow dragon jumped up violently as if chasing the purple light.

There seemed to be a dragon groan, and the boy stopped dancing his sword and fell silent.

The snow was still falling, the wind was blowing, and the boy's black hair was arrogant and wanton. Snowflakes fell and fell on the boy's shoulders, layer by layer. The white clothes are still snow, and it is difficult for human eyes to distinguish, and an old man not far away is holding a wine gourd, but he is not drinking. His eyes were scorching, glowing with essence, and the wine in the gourd was spilled on the ground, but he still didn't realize it.

But the boy is still like a dead and rotten wood, and he is full of vitality. The snow on the boy's body finally buried the boy completely, becoming a snowman, standing in the cold roar of the icy sky, at this moment, the sky and the earth were all white.

The sword turned white, lost its sharpness, and lost its brilliance.

The wine in the old pot had been spilled, and soon it had condensed into ice on the ground and covered with snow. It's strange that he is also standing in the wind and snow, but there is no trace of snowflakes on Lao Dao's body. His eyes were still fixed on the snowman, not blinking, but his face gradually became serious.

For a long time, for a long time.

Lao Dao could no longer be calm, and walked forward quickly, about to touch the snowman.

In an instant, a mutation protruded.

The white sword screeched, and the snowman burst open, splashing snowflakes in all directions. Lao Dao reacted quickly, found something abnormal, and his figure retreated instantly, stepping on the snow without a trace. When I returned to the same place, I found that in the sky, among the snowflakes, there was a rag flying.

The young man in the snow, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wiped a wicked smile on his knife-cut face, very evil.

The old Taoist priest looked down, and at some point, he lost a corner of his green shirt. Look at the smiling young man again, and suddenly know that he has everything and has fallen into a scheme. was calculated by the young man, his face trembled, the corners of his mouth moved, and he didn't say anything in the end.

He picked up his wine gourd again and was about to take a sip of wine, but found that he had poured it for a long time and there was nothing. The young man looked at the old way and smiled, he has been taught a lot of lessons in the past few years, the old way is on the side, but it is not a day or two to fall into the well, it is two or three years.

The young man did not care about the embarrassment of the old way, and the evil was awe-inspiring.

"Old fellow, accept it or not!"

The old man smiled bitterly, whether he was convinced or not, this kid is getting better and better year by year, and now he has suffered a loss, and according to the agreement, he has failed. Looking at the young man, Lao Dao was sad and happy, talented and intelligent, and learned all his skills. The books collected over the years have also been seen by this demon, no matter whether they are good at learning or not, whether they will use it or not, at least this demon will memorize it.

More than five, Lao Dao can only smile bitterly, the corners of his clothes have been cut off, what else is there to say. He won't lie and say anything about deceitful sneak attacks, because he knows this guy too well, if he says something like that, people will definitely say that they don't get tired of cheating, and then they will only be more embarrassed.

The most important thing is that the imperial qi in the young man's body has been completely mastered without knowing the way. The purple qi that took off just now is a sign of the success of the young man, the dragon has taken off, and the world has changed greatly.

Lao Dao shook his head and did not speak.

But the boy was not ready to let him go.

"Old man, don't you say it doesn't count!"

"Old Taoist, why are you so shameless, didn't you say that as long as I touch you, you will admit defeat, why, don't admit it? Hmph, I don't know who swore at the beginning, but I didn't expect to be the turtle in Hantan. By the way, are you the big brother of the turtle, otherwise why wouldn't you let us stew the turtle and eat meat? ”

The boy put his sword into its sheath and thought about it in place.

"Well, it must be so, young master, I'm really smart, hahaha!"

The more the young man spoke, the darker the old Taoist's face became, and the old Taoist priest was angry when he said the most.

"Little madman, wait, I won't clean you up for the old way."

Seeing that Lao Dao rolled up his sleeves, he was not afraid of the wind, snow and cold, and the young man immediately retreated.

"Stop, stop, stop, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, if you have something to say."

"Hehe, say it well, then you dare to scold Lao Tzu."

The old Taoist priest said, and in a flash, he approached the young man, and the speed was so fast that it was astonishing.

The young man knew that the Tao was not good, so he immediately fled away, but he was still talking.

"Let's talk well, look at you, just fight, what kind of sleeves do you have, on such a cold day, aren't you afraid of freezing your old things?"

"Ah, little bunny, wait!"

"Ouch, stop, stop, stop, don't slap your face, don't slap your face when you fight, why can't you remember it, you old guy."

"Hmph, I'm going to beat you into a pig's head!"

"Old fellow, you must be jealous, yes, jealous."

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he stopped, and his fingers trembled with anger.

"You say, why am I jealous of you little madman? I can't tell you clearly, I, I, I can't even recognize your mother who hit you in the face. ”

Seeing that the old Taoist priest stopped, the young man supported his knees with his hands, panting.

"I said, you just admit defeat, you can't beat me yet!"

"Okay, you say. The old man doesn't believe it, the old man knows the principles of heaven and the earth. On martial arts, you kid was thrown a few streets by the old man, on opinions, the old man knows everything about the big man, on appearance, the old man killed you in seconds with a wisp of white beard, you say, what is the old man still jealous of you? ”

The young man's eyes widened, this old thing actually learned from the young master to speak, and he can still use it so quickly, rub, what a genius. But he couldn't lose, so the boy turned his head and lay on the ground and pretended to vomit, his mouth stumbling.

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it, it's disgusting."

"Boy, what do you say!"

Although the old way is old, his hearing is amazing.

"Well, you old thing is still shameless, as far as you still know the principles of heaven and earth. You also know that the sky is round and the earth is square, bullshit! I also know everything about the big man, do you know that the big man is going to be messed up, and he has another fart! The most disgusting thing, you dare to say that you are more handsome than the young master, and let out another fart! ”

After speaking, the young man got up and started running, and sure enough, the old way had already come.

"Little bunny, look for death!"

None of them saw that behind a large rock, there were two teenagers smiling. It's still the kind of food that eats in its mouth, with a smile on its face, pointing and pointing.

"Fengxiao, don't you say that the third child is not looking for death, it's not enough to be abused for a few years, and he dares to provoke the crazy old man."

Another teenager tore off a piece of barbecue meat in one bite, took another sip of wine, and said with a smile.

"This barbecue is good, boss, you say yes, this barbecue has to be made by the third child."

"Fengxiao, let's be honest."

The young man gave Bonghyo a slap in the face, but his mouth was still the same, and he was also biting on the barbecue.

"Ha Luha, I mean, let's withdraw first."

After speaking, he threw down the barbecue in his hand and slipped away, without any grace, and did not care about the partners who stayed.

"This kid is really ······"

However, before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow fell from the sky, so frightened that he didn't have time to speak, and got up to run. Narrowly avoiding the dark shadow, looking at the figure that was about to disappear, the young man was furious.

"Okay, you prodigal son, don't tell me you ran away."

He spoke with his mouth, but without the slightest hesitation on the soles of his feet.

"Xi Zhicai, dare to look at Lao Tzu's jokes, look for death!"

With an old shout behind him, Xia Xizhi almost fell, and staggered away on the snow, muttering in his mouth.

"Dead old Taoist, you can't catch the third child, what are you looking for me!"

"Haha"

The old Taoist priest was huffing and turned his head to look at the original sin of laughter.

"Little, you keep laughing, wait until Lao Tzu catches you!"

"Whew"

The old Taoist priest was very fast, and he didn't seem to be tired.

The smiling young man saw that the signs were wrong, so he slipped away.

"Old fellow, let's talk about catching the young master."

It's a pity that this is how the tragedy was made, and the boy turned around.

"Bang"

Bumped into an icicle and fainted.

When he fainted, the young man was very puzzled, the young master remembered that there were no icicles here, what was the matter, could it be that he was pitted by the old guy again. God, how can this dead old man still have a trick, haven't you hollowed him out in the past few years, this is not scientific.

His head was so heavy, and he saw so many stars, and the boy grinned and shook his head. Soon, though, his face darkened, and the old man appeared in front of him. An old face was flushed, but at this time he was smiling wickedly, grabbing the young man's clothes.

"Hehe, little madman, can you escape Lao Tzu's clutches?"

The old man laughed, the laughter was crazy, the snowflakes were flying, and the cold wind was avoided. Xi Zhicai and Guo Jia, who had fled far away, shuddered together, looked at each other, and shook their heads.

"The third child has a hard life, and he has been arrested again!"

The young man who was caught accepted his fate, closed his eyes and prepared to accept the punishment, but he didn't see any movement for a long time, and quietly opened his eyes to see. The boy was stunned, stunned, his stomach was sore, he was about to vomit, he saw something.

The old Taoist priest deducted an ice cube out of nowhere, and he was actually looking in the mirror, and what was even more disgusting was that he was still putting on various faces. The young man was speechless, feeling that this old guy was stinking and beautiful, but the old Taoist priest almost vomited him with a word.

"I'm still quite handsome, this stinky boy is more handsome than Daoye, yes, he's jealous of me."

The young man's face changed wildly, and he became red.

"Hey, little madman, what's wrong, I'm sick!"

The young man can't wait to take off the old guy's head and kick it as a ball, but he can't beat it hatefully, and God is unfair.

After a thousand turns in his mind, he decided to take out his most difficult hole card and held his breath.

"The old fairy is the old fairy, so handsome, that's the boy I can compare, the boy's admiration for the old fairy is like the river surging endlessly, and like the river flooding out of control, the stars in the sky are not as good as your wisdom eyes, the wild flowers everywhere can not set off your magnificent figure, you come and go in a hurry and hurry the footsteps are the direction we follow, your yellow bird like the beautiful voice is the most beautiful legend in the world......"

"Poof"

The old Taoist priest vomited.