At this moment, Zhao Lingxue was like falling into the abyss.

Born but not raised, there is hatred in his heart, but the blood is thicker than water and he is constantly abandoned, especially when he sees other people's children spoiled by his mother's side.

She swore to forget her, but she didn't always have the urge to inquire when she met her father.

Hearing the bad news today is like a thunderbolt.

In an instant, she trembled all over, her sword was weak, the unhealed wound began to come with sharp pain, and the Yuan Yang Qi condensed in her body poured out for thousands of miles.

The man in the tower saw it in his eyes, but he didn't expect this woman to be so pure and kind in her heart, and she believed a few lies in the slightest.

The man in the tower felt that the opportunity was ripe, and condescendingly slashed a powerful knife, which was not enough to kill her, but it could make her completely bedridden for half a month, which was enough.

The knife flashed weirdly, it seemed to be a knife that went straight to the legs, but it was actually a sound that hit the west, the blade immediately turned and went straight to Zhao Lingxue's waist, the scimitar was wrapped in white mangs, the knife wind was rattling, Zhao Lingxue lost her face and blocked with a sword, but when she was in a hurry, she not only misjudged the trajectory of the man in the iron tower, but also had no time to gather strength, and the sword in her hand just touched the snow bright, and it was fluttered away.

The large porcelain bowl that was almost out of oil and powerless opened angrily, but it was powerless to prevent it from happening.

The bright sword fell in an instant, and Zhao Lingxue didn't even have time to dodge, she only felt a snow-white match flashing in front of her, and a blade cut into her abdomen, but in the end, she didn't break open her clothes, and the scimitar stopped sharply next to her clothes.

She didn't know what was happening, but she could only see an empty figure between her and the man on horseback, as if he was not him, because it was really a shadow, and it was facing away from her.

It's just that Zhao Lingxue couldn't see behind him, and there was a person standing at the moment, exactly the same as the posture of the phantom, and there was not even a sound of breathing.

The tower man didn't know what was going on, but he felt a cool breeze blowing, and even blew his neat bun away, dimming the light of his sword, and his hands could no longer move.

After a few breaths, the phantom also disappeared, leaving only the person behind Zhao Lingxue, who only showed half of his face to the man in the tower, his face was as white as snow, and he seemed to be smiling, staring at him with one eye, and it was this feeling that he felt cold in his back for the first time.

Suddenly, Zhao Lingxue smiled, she wanted to fall back into his arms, but she knew that he was very tired, probably to the extreme.

He was so tired that he couldn't even breathe.

Rushing from nearly a thousand miles away, his sea of qi was almost in a state of collapse, and his expression was also in a trance, just because he seemed to hear her call, and a thought of being anxious to see her came in his mind, and his body came in an instant, and he couldn't tell how he did it, so far everything in front of him was blurry, as if he was in a dream, only the bright blade and the figure on horseback were the most real.

The tower man's face changed sharply, and he looked at the half of the human face leaning out behind the woman in surprise, and he couldn't speak.

After a few breaths, the tower man came back to his senses, and when he waved his hand, hundreds of bows around him pointed arrows at the white-faced man at the same time, and the tower man asked reassuringly: "Bold man, who are you?"

Xiao Jiansheng didn't speak, glanced at the old man Xu Tiangui who was lying in a pool of blood, and slowly walked out between Zhao Lingxue and the big porcelain bowl, blocking Zhao Lingxue behind him.

The tower man slowly raised his hand, and the black cavalry slowly drew his bow, and the sound of pulling the bowstring could be heard around him.

Xiao Jiansheng just laughed disdainfully, and there was no movement.

This made the man of the tower both angry and angry, and he forced his composure and said, "No cultivator has ever dared to stop Tang Hub's actions, and neither can you. ”

reported to his home, intending to use his name to scare off people, but Xiao Jiansheng just shook his head and said in a low voice: "This sentence should be said by Wushan, you can't." ”

The man in the tower raised his hand again, the bow and arrow in the hand of the black cavalry had been stretched to the limit, and now there were only two options: releasing the arrow and collecting the arrow.

So Tang Hub was hesitating, weighing the pros and cons, he still wanted to give it a go, otherwise the loss would be too heavy today, and he didn't eat the mutton, so he would make a commotion.

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng smiled and said, "Retreat but not die." ”

Tang Hub's hand was trembling, and hundreds of pairs of eyes of the Black Cavalry were staring at his hand tightly, as soon as that hand fell, their fingers would be released, and hundreds of arrows would also whistle away.

Tang Hub leaned forward slightly, staring at the white-faced man expressionlessly, the eyes the size of copper bells moved very slowly on that face, as if he was searching for a prey in the snowy region, not letting go of any corner and corner, he wanted to find the answer on that face, looking for a satisfactory answer that made him retreat.

Just when Tang Hub hesitated, an ice crack spread out under Xiao Jiansheng's feet, like a snake towards Tang Hub, and when the ice crack was less than half a foot away from the horse's hooves he was sitting on, Tang Hub suddenly said: "Today's matter is like this for the time being, and he will let the Fengtian Dynasty give an explanation." ”

Xiao Jiansheng smiled: "Yes, I'm afraid your reasoning is a little unreasonable." ”

Tang Hub sneered, turned around the dock and led the black cavalry who could move towards the night.

The Black Cavalry was gone, and night was coming.

The big porcelain bowl regained a trace of strength, glanced at the corpse of the old man Xu Tiangui, and questioned Xiao Jiansheng: "Just let them go like this, isn't it too cheap for that bastard surnamed Tang?"

"Then how do you want to kill enough, or ......"

Xiao Jiansheng didn't finish his sentence, his body began to shake, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, saying that I had tried my best to scare the gang of bandits away.

The three of them did not move the body of the old man Xu Tiangui for the time being, and hurriedly returned to the yurt room full of arrows for breathing, until the sky gradually brightened, Xiao Jiansheng wrapped the old man's body with a brand new bedding and tied it up, and dug a rectangular pit half a zhang deep not far from the yurt room.

Xiao Jiansheng still remembers that name, it is Xu Hanjin.

Three days and one night without sleep, early in the morning.

With the departure of the three of them, the yurt was completely empty, and if it was not repaired, it would not be long before it would be buried in heavy snow.

Along the way, Xiao Jiansheng frowned and thought about things.

The two girls just followed him quietly, not in the mood to ask where to go.

It wasn't until the yurt was completely integrated into the vast snow that Zhao Lingxue whispered: "Don't worry about this place in the future, I'm afraid this is the last time I will come to the snow region." ”

In and out of the words, there is a strong parting that cannot be abandoned.

At this moment, a warm big hand took a delicate little hand, and after the little hand spread out the palm, there were two more things on the palm, a jade pendant and a chess piece, and the chess pieces were also very warm, but not hot.

Zhao Lingxue put away the jade pendant, pinched the chess pieces with two fingers and looked at Xiao Jiansheng puzzled.

Xiao Jiansheng said: "I finally found the old national teacher after the destruction of the country in the mountain col, listened to a day's chatter, drank a day's wine, and when he left, the old national teacher gave you a white chess piece, according to my understanding, he also hopes that the black and white chess pieces have already become pairs, but the time has not yet come." ”

Zhao Lingxue seemed to be able to think of the old national teacher who had never met, who must have been lonely in his old age, and asked in a low voice: "The old national teacher is also in good health?"

Xiao Jiansheng laughed and said, "At this time, people rely on one breath to support, and there is no good or bad. ”

Xiao Jiansheng hugged Zhao Lingxue with self-reproach.

If it weren't for the last reminder of the old national teacher, at this moment, he might only look at the endless snowy region and repent deeply.

Zhao Lingxue suppressed her mood and didn't dare to ask him what he talked about with the national teacher, but she kept guessing in her heart, very entangled, she didn't ask him and deliberately didn't say it, and spoke specifically to her heart: "The old national teacher is really an interesting person, a lot of old people love to think about the past, and the most people mentioned in a whole day are the name of Princess Huanyu, saying how smart and clever she is, and how pleasing she was when she was a child." ”

Zhao Lingxue broke away from Xiao Jiansheng's arm and stopped, her teeth clattering crisply.

The big porcelain bowl stared at Xiao Jiansheng angrily.

Xiao Jiansheng glanced back at Zhao Lingxue and said, "Don't say it, according to the description of the old national teacher, you and your mother really have a seven-point resemblance, and if you can show your eyebrows, it will be eight points." ”

Zhao Lingxue couldn't bear it anymore, looked at Xiao Jiansheng with teary eyes and said, "If you say it again, I'll cry for you." ”

Xiao Jiansheng smiled: "That's not cute." ”

Zhao Lingxue's lips trembled and said, "How can I still be in a cute mood, it's pitiful or not." ”

Xiao Jiansheng walked over and took the cold hand again, then lay down in his ear, and in a few words, Zhao Lingxue really cried, and after crying, he hugged that person's arm and couldn't stop laughing.

This made the big porcelain bowl worry that there was something wrong with the princess's spirit, and just about to go over to ask, he heard Zhao Lingxue smile and said: "The old national teacher didn't say that her mother is doing well now?"

Xiao Jiansheng shook his head and said: "There is no bothering, it is naturally very good, it is estimated that her daughter can become smarter in the future and be in a better mood." ”

After a few short breaks along the road, they saw a large white camp in the distance at noon on the third day, except for a few bright foals who were going back and forth from time to time, the rest of the time seemed very quiet.

Xiao Jiansheng said: "Take you to meet someone, the last time I left Zhongjing, that guy kept shouting to see the little princess of the Fengtian Dynasty, but the hope was not achieved, this time it was sent to the door, it should be entertained." ”

Zhao Lingxue nodded lightly, as if everything was under arrangement.

Only the big porcelain bowl hugged his stomach and said, "Is this person familiar with you, can you let go of it?"

Xiao Jiansheng nodded and said, "You can still take it when you leave." ”

At this moment, a horse rushed out of the camp, and the white horse and white robe crushed the snow.

Before the man arrived, the sword was already unsheathed, shining blindingly in the scorching sun.

Seeing this situation, the big porcelain bowl shrank its neck and complained, "How to eat this." ”