Chapter 3: The Snowman Who Gets in the Way

Xia Yunmo rode a horse and once again stepped into this world of ice and snow.

The journey was a bit long, and the horse's hooves broke the ice and snow on the ground, but it was not lonely.

Xia Yunmo was a somewhat autistic person a month ago. Even if you stay at home alone for a month, as long as you have the Internet, you won't feel lonely.

But in the past month, he has made friends with beauties and celebrities, and he has been singing merrily. Or fight with people in the wind and snow, fighting to the death.

He fell in love with the hustle and bustle, liked the hustle and bustle, liked the big drink, and fell in love with the ten zhang red dust.

It's a pity that in this ice and snow world, he can only move forward alone.

He hated loneliness, but he had to live with it.

Luckily, he still had wine in his flask. He raised his head and took a sip of wine, which was not a good wine, but the shopkeeper still didn't dare to shake him with water.

The drink dispelled the chill and warmed up the body a lot.

After taking a few sips of wine, Xia Yunmo was a little drunk.

In this world, a month has changed him dramatically.

However, there are two things, and there is still not much progress.

The first is light work, because in this month's time, most of his cultivation time was spent in the palms of these hands, so the light work was mediocre.

The other is the amount of alcohol, drinking all day long, but it is still easy to get drunk.

Of course, if he wants, he can also use internal force to force the wine out.

It's just that if you don't even get drunk, then what kind of wine are you drinking? It's better to drink plain water.

After a few sips of wine, Xia Yunmo half-closed his eyes and muttered: "I hope you come soon, otherwise if I get drunk, I won't be able to see who cut off my good head." ”

The horse under his crotch walked slowly, and Xia Yunmo became more and more drunk.

The horse slowly stopped, Xia Yunmo raised his head, but saw a snowman piled up in the middle of the road.

I don't know who the naughty boy piled up, this snowman has a big belly, a round face, and two coals inlaid on his face as eyes.

Xia Yunmo shook his head, got off the horse, picked up a snowball from the ground, and threw it at the snowman.

He doesn't hate snowmen, but he hates people getting in his way.

The snowball "touched" and smashed into the snowman's body, and the snowflakes splashed everywhere, but the snowman did not fall because of this.

Patches of snow and ice spread out from the snowman's body, coals fell into the snow, and the round head spread out, revealing a dead gray face in it.

There is a real dead man hidden in the snow.

The face of the dead man is not good-looking, the face is hideous, and the eyes are bulging.

Xia Yunmo's drunkenness was also a lot more sober, he recognized this face, this face he had seen not long ago.

This dead man is the "Black Serpent".

was originally in the inn and escaped from Xia Yunmo's hands, but he still died here.

Xia Yunmo's eyes lit up, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Jianghu Road is really not lonely.

Xia Yunmo stood with his hands in his hands and said loudly: "In the cold and snowy weather, you might as well come out and drink a glass of wine, and when you go to Huangquan Road, you won't get cold." ”

There was silence all around, and there seemed to be no one.

"Your Excellency killed my dart master, robbed me of the goods of my dart board, and didn't take my Golden Lion Dart game too seriously."

The snow on the dead branches of the road suddenly fell, and a one-armed old man with high cheekbones and a face as pale as gold had strode over from the woods on the left.

"The young man's tone is not small, but unfortunately his life is not long, and if he wants to take the life of my second crutch, I am afraid that I will have to wait until the next life."

In the woods on the right, a person suddenly walked out. This man has no flesh and is short, as if a gust of wind can blow it down.

And after he walked out, behind him, there was no trace at all, this person was terrifying.

"It turned out to be Mr. Cha of the Golden Lion Dart Bureau, and Mr. Yu Er, who is invisible in the shadow, I am really fortunate to have it." Xia Yunmo hugged his fists and said, his attitude was humble and polite, just like the end of the rivers and lakes, seeing the martial arts Taishan Beidou.

"You guy, you broke the snowman we built up, and I want you to pay for it."

Four more people came out of the woods, these days, Xia Yunmo has seen a lot of strange people in the rivers and lakes, but at this moment, he couldn't help but gasp.

These four people are not young in grade, but they are dressed like children, and they are also colorful and colorful. He also wears tiger shoes and an apron on his feet.

These four people have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and their faces are hideous, and they want to make naughty movements again, so that people will vomit out even the overnight meal.

Xia Yunmo smiled and clenched his fists and said: "These four must be the disciples of the five poisonous boys of Miao Jiang's "Bliss Mountain", I don't know how the four of them want me to compensate?" ”

"It's very simple, naturally I will bury you in the snowman again." The boy in red said.

"It's a simple and straightforward way to compensate, but I also have a way to compensate." Xia Yunmo said with a smile.

"What's the solution?" The boy in red said.

"You build snowmen, and there are only dead people in them, and they are incomplete. Why don't I compensate you and go down to find the soul of that black snake, so it will be perfect. Xia Yunmo clapped his hands and laughed, as if he was admiring his thoughts.

"Your idea sounds interesting, too, but ours is even more interesting."

As soon as the word "fun" was finished, the black-clothed boy's body had already flown up and rushed towards Xia Yunmo, the bracelets on his hands and feet vibrating, like a soul bell.

Xia Yunmo smiled slightly, took a sip of wine, and spit it out violently.

The palm of his hand waved, and the white jade-like palm was slightly red, and the wine that was spit out turned into a flame under the urging of this supreme masculine internal force, surging towards the black-clothed boy.

The black-clothed boy's face changed greatly, his body was deflected, and his toes were on the treetops, and the man had already shot out like a swallow.

At the moment when he fled, he whistled, and in his bracelet, there seemed to be two black shadows flying towards Xia Yunmo.

Xia Yunmo didn't think about it, and subconsciously held the two black shadows in his hands.

"With the internal force of the masculine and strong, you have a hand in turning wine into fire. If you go to the hook bar to perform arts, you may be able to make a lot of money. The boy in black said with a smile.

"Thanks for reminding me, if I run out of money for alcohol in the future, maybe I'll try it again. But it's a pity that you're going to go to Huangquan Hell today, I'm afraid you won't see me to perform arts. ”

Xia Yunmo said with a smile.

"Truly, pick up my black centipede with your hand, and within a moment or three, the poison will spread all over your body, and then your whole body will festered and die." The boy in black smiled viciously.

"Black centipede?" Xia Yunmo opened his palm, and in his palm, there were two black stains. The so-called black centipede, which has been pinched by him, is only scum.

His control of his power has not yet reached the point of doing whatever he wants.

Seemingly, it's a little dirty.

Xia Yunmo leaned down and washed his hands with snow. As soon as his hands became flawless again, Xia Yunmo nodded with satisfaction.

"Why aren't you dead, why aren't you dead?" After waiting for a while, the black-clothed boy monster shouted, Xia Yunmo not only did not die, but also did not even show the slightest sign of poisoning.

Xia Yunmo shook his head and shook his head, his hands were invincible, how could a black centipede hurt him.

"Now, then, it's time for me to make a move."

Xia Yunmo waved his palms, and the wind in his palms was turbulent, raising heavy snow and blowing towards the boy in black.

The black-clothed boy was proficient in the art of poison Gu, and when he had seen such a fierce palm wind, he suddenly dodged in a little panic.

By the time he finished dodging the wind and snow, Xia Yunmo had already appeared in front of him.

Xia Yunmo is still smiling, and his warm smile is like the sunshine in winter, warm but not scorching.

At the same time, Xia Yunmo's palm was already fluttering and thinking about the boy in black and patting it.

The seemingly powerless palm, the majestic palm wind, has already blown the black-clothed boy to the point that his cheeks hurt.

"Come and help me!" The black-clothed boy shouted, shrouded in the palm wind, unable to dodge, and could only fight with Xia Yunmo.

The four palms of the hands were together, and I heard a "straddle" sound from the arm of the boy in black, and then the boy in black flew out and smashed on a big tree, and the big tree broke off at the waist. The boy in black spat out a mouthful of blood and lost his breath.

"The boy in black has become a dead boy, this life is really changing so fast, people don't have time to sigh." Xia Yunmo said sadly.

At the same time, several other people have also been killed.

"The boy in black is very lonely alone, so the three boys should go and accompany him."

Xia Yunmo said, waving his palm, and the strength of his palm wrapped in the fluttering snowflakes rushed towards the other three boys.