The appearance of the golden dragon caused unease on all sides, but the owner of the sword disappeared without a trace like a drifting snow scattered in the snowfield, and no one knew whose handwriting this short-lived brilliance came from.

Many, many people speculate that it is the Master.

The master's weapon is not a sword, but a stick, as we all know, Ke Haoran was punished by heaven back then, and the master killed Peach Mountain in a rage, cut off the peach blossoms on Peach Mountain in one night, and knocked Chen to the South China Sea with a stick.

The owner of this sword must be in the wasteland.

"The big sword is golden and bright, and the brilliance is sacred, even if it is a confrontation with the sacred golden dragon, it is impossible to be a desolate person, let alone a person from the Demon Sect!"

The Xiling Coalition Army made a judgment in a self-deceptive way: "If there were such a terrible person in the Demon Sect, Ke Haoran would not have beheaded the mountain gate back then, and the desolate people would not have to go to the extreme north to escape!" ”

The Yan Kingdom, the Great River Kingdom, the Yuelun Kingdom, and even the Tang Kingdom have also fallen silent a lot.

Liu Bai of the Sword Pavilion is out of the customs.

Chen Qiye didn't expect that Lao Bai's pure yang sword intent had brought great changes to the entire Haotian world.

That's all for later.

Two hundred Yan Qi, more than 100 drivers, and more than a dozen disciples of the Mochi Yuan of the Great River Country, just like this, simply left the Biansai and walked into the cold and vast wasteland accompanied by the winter wind and the false morning sun.

Yan Cai, who was escorting the grain team, walked silently with the reins, the faces of the people driving the grain carts were full of uneasiness or numbness, and the disciples of Mochi Yuan galloped around to be vigilant, in addition to the grain carts, there were also two carriages belonging to Mochi Yuan, Mo Shanshan was in one of the cars, and Ning Que rode a big black horse to follow this car closely.

After walking more than ten miles, the military camp behind him had long since disappeared, Ning Que took off the hat on his head, looked at the snow accumulated among the withered yellow grass, listened to the roaring eagle from nowhere, and gave birth to a joyful luster in his eyes exposed outside the mask.

It's been a long time since he's seen such a familiar scenery, and even the slight pain caused by the cold air entering his lungs makes him feel like home.

He also had a distant memory, it was from the Azure Planet, but it had been a long time, and too many things had been sealed in the dust.

After a few days of lackluster action, the team that slowly marched on the wasteland was able to drag out a large piece of dry dust, which was quite imposing, and did not encounter the horse thieves who were not long-sighted.

It wasn't until a sword rose from the ground and soared into the sky, shocking the golden dragon that the small group of men and horses came to a standstill.

They saw that the snow had been rolled up for miles away, and the spies sent out reported that it had been the same for nearly thirty miles, and they had to stop.

Because the road ahead of the loss of ice and snow will be potholes, and the trucks carrying grain will not be able to pass.

"Is it Master?"

Ning Que stood in front of the wind and snow, looking far away, dozens of miles of wasteland, looking at it from a distance is a completely different feeling from really getting closer.

The snow was torn terribly, and you could even feel the immensity of the sword intent, but the most terrifying thing was that the old cedar standing on this wasteland was not affected at all.

The old cedar still hangs with an ice pick, crystal clear.

Those who carried the grain set up camp and gathered one after another, looking at a wasteland, everyone had a different shock in their hearts.

"It's snowing."

From afar, Ning Que saw the sky in the east fluttering, this is the scenery of the Great North, how have the girls in the south seen such a scene, the cold sky and the earth, there is a different style.

Well?

It's a different kind of style.

Because, two figures appeared under their eyes, very young and handsome.

They were racing against the snow, as if it was not the snow that was chasing them, but the beasts of the flood.

"How the hell did I know it was snowing so soon!"

One of them was running, jumping, and looking behind him, and shouted loudly: "If I knew that it would be so easy to snow, Lao Tzu would not have drunk that pile of urine." ”

The other walked very quickly, and there was still maroon on his robe, which was bloodstained, bloodstained for a while.

He was in front of Bai Ningbing, and looked back from time to time and said, "What are you afraid of, your own things, are you still afraid?" ”

"Boss, I don't have a bad taste, even if I did, it was a long time ago!"

Bai Ningbing poked and caught up again: "I tasted it when I was a child, it was very astringent, very sour, and very uncomfortable!" (The author himself promises not to know, but he found it out from the information!) Here's the point! ）

The crowd outside the camp was stunned.

The wasteland is very sparsely populated, and it is rare to see living people wandering like this, and the place where they wander is a wasteland that has been swept away by sword intent.

"Could it be them?"

Ning Que frowned, and then shook his head, how could this be possible? They are the same age as themselves, and it is impossible for them to do it even if they know their fate.

Looking at their 'naughty' appearance again, Ning Que couldn't help but slightly twitch the corners of his lips, which reminded him of a dead fat man in the mountain behind the academy.

"Stop!" The shouting came from the Yan soldiers, and they stopped Chen Qiye and Bai Ningbing with horizontal swords.

"Dude, it's snowing, don't stop us!"

Bai Ningbing self-proclaimed cultivation, without divine power, he couldn't avoid the snow.

"Heh, it's just snowing, are you afraid of this? Look at your appearance, it's a Tang person, right? It's pitifully weak. Yan Bing sneered, and the colleagues beside him showed disdain.

Nearly twenty years have passed since the Battle of Yantang, but the mustard between the two countries is still there.

Listening to Yan Bing's ridicule, Ning Que frowned, displeased.

"Dude, do you think this is as simple as snow......" Bai Ningbing looked back, here! Pee-snow has arrived......

When he was about to explode his divine power and blow it out, he was stopped by Chen Qiye and said, "My brother has been weak since he was a child, and his kidneys are not good, so he can't stand the invasion of this wind and snow......

"Let them come in and hide."

At this time, out of the camp came a picturesque woman, she had long black hair, and her expression was pure, which made people obsessed.

She is Moshan Mountain of Mochi Garden, a bookworm among the three idiots in the world.

is also the person in charge of transporting grain and grass this time, although it is Ning Que who is really in command, but Mo Shanshan still has the right to decide.

Chen Qiye reported and smiled, pulled Bai Ningbing into the tent, and the two of them stood under the canopy, their eyes full of astonishment!

The group of Yan soldiers, facing the drifting snow, slowly spread their hands, as if bathing in the glory of Haotian, enjoying the cold and gentle brought by the snowflakes......

The two of them, watching with their own eyes, the Yan soldier who stopped them licked his tongue and rolled up the snowflakes that fell to the corners of his lips, and he looked like he was enjoying it.

"Lao Chen, I'm guilty......" Bai Ningbing.

"Don't say it, I'm disgusting," ...... Chen Qiye.

The Tang people did not believe in Haotian, and Ning Que could not have an obsession with this ethereal thing, he and Moshan returned to the greenhouse on the other side, and the disciples of Mochi Yuan were all girls, although they liked to see this fluttering picture, but after all, their bodies were weaker and they did not stand in the fluttering.