Wanling in March and April, there is a rare heavy snowfall, I don't know if it is to provoke the resentment of the sky will fall, since the creation of the city of Jiangcheng since the coldest snow night, the peach blossoms in the city were crushed to break the branches, full of silver wrapped in the red wet place of the dawn of the previous year, the flower is heavy in the official city.

The remnants of snow sliding down the bluestone slab covered the footprints of the previous night, and the footprints of the next trip waited again.

Just as the remnant snow was falling, the door of Su Tang's house was kicked open with a bang, and a gust of wind and snow fell in front of everyone's eyes.

Su Yunzhong glanced up at the snow falling in the bowl, and then looked at the door in front of him that was suddenly kicked open.

Outside the room, several figures walked through the dim light, all covered in heavy armor made of metal, stepping on the bluestone slab and trembling slightly, and the sound of dull thunder between the metals echoed in their ears.

Then several cultivators in gray robes and hats walked into the room with their heads bowed, and sat down on the edge of the long table a few steps away.

After a while, a man with a bloated body and two thick eyebrows between his eyebrows stretched out his rude hands, lifted the helmet on his head, and then slapped it on the long table in front of him, and said in a dull voice, "Shopkeeper, bring me a few bowls of noodles for my brothers." ”

Unbeknownst to him, the helmet that had just been straightened on his head fell crooked again at this time, completely blocking the vision in front of him and plunging into darkness.

Forthwith!

Bang!

Suddenly put down the helmet that had repeatedly made him anxious, his pupils were full of angry bloodshots, he raised his jaw, and when he raised his right hand and put it on his neck, a red dot was exposed to the air, and if he looked closely, there was a deep blood mark under the red spot.

The skin on the blood mark was coated with a layer of pale green powder, and the cold wind blew, and a refreshing cool air overflowed from under the skin. But this coolness was a little short-lived, and the flesh in the skin gradually began to itch.

The nails on his right hand kept scratching back and forth on his neck, and very small lines of blood gradually appeared, which did not bring him temporary pleasure, but became more and more itchy and unbearable.

"Lu Lingshi, this medicine is as the adult said, the coolness is only temporary, the pain of itching is all the time, if you want to restore your original appearance, you can only endure the pain like thousands of ants crawling on the skin of the leader, if you scratch it like an adult, I am afraid it will festering and leaving scars. The bloated attendant suddenly poked his head out from behind him, and whispered a warning with a sneer.

"Let go of your grandson's bullshit! If it weren't for you waste, Lao Tzu would be so uncomfortable!" The bloated leader clenched his fists, but in an instant, he scratched wildly at the itching part of his neck, and his mind came to mind last night's whirling turtle like a four-legged tortoise, and he was uncomfortable for a few hours, and the anger in his heart couldn't help but rise again.

"A river city that is about to become us, just such a big fart place, I can't even catch a person, I don't know if it's you waste green or you were born to be waste green... Alas... It's so clumsy to apply a medicine, it seems that you are usually too indulgent. The bloated leader sneered, his eyes shot a sharp cold light, glanced at him, and said sarcastically with a deep meaning.

As far as his eyes could see, there were several people at the long table beside him who were dressed in gray robes.

The bloated leader blamed the depressed atmosphere of the past few days on a moment of refreshment, and the cultivators in Taoist robes in front of him, from cooperating with the martial cultivators they fought on the battlefield, were already full of resentment in their hearts.

The small tearoom was full of figures, close to the long table of armored people, the robe cultivator with his hands resting on his knees, took off the wide robe and hat draped on the green silk, his eyes were like silky wisps of water flowing softly, and he took a sip of tea on the hot tea cup on the long table.

"If the dog who is about to become the owner of the dog, when he sees the dog's kind being barked at by the dog, wouldn't it be a dog-bit-dog mess. ”

Seeing that Yunzhong served the hot tea, he returned to the side of the long table at the counter and strung up sugar gourds, but the bloated attendant did not move, and suddenly a wave of anger burst out of his pupils, and he said angrily: "Lao'er, you served them tea first, but what about my face!

"This small tea shop only sells tea, as long as you pay for tea, as for if you naturally want to give, it is natural to accept, and you naturally do not have the noodles you want. Su Yunzhong on the long table said in a low voice.

The people in armor suddenly saw Su Yunzhong so perfunctory, and the fatigue of not sleeping all night suddenly became hideous, for them it was just one more corpse under the knife, and the sound of friction in the scabbard was slowly pulled up by these people, and they all frowned and looked at Su Yunzhong, who was still calmly swinging the sugar gourd in his hand.

"Official, let's get rid of our anger, we're just a cheap place to sell tea, and we don't do anything else. ”

At this time, after settling a few people on Qin Changjie in the back wing, Yun Zhongniang's waist and limbs were like willow branches and hurriedly walked over, glancing at Su Yunzhong behind her, the corners of her mouth raised a beautiful arc, overflowing with flattery, and her red lips were slightly open, wanting to attract people to kiss Fangze. Raising his hand, the white greasy appeared, and the slender hands held the teapot, and the people in armor in front of him added tea.

The anger on the face of the bloated person disappeared a little when she saw a woman coming from the screen, and suddenly a trace of obscene light appeared in her eyes, and she exuded a bewitching figure in her bones in front of her. Raising his thick eyebrows, he searched for many years in the spring breeze and moonlit night, only to know that the fragrance of the dust and flowers of the woman in front of him was the most unforgettable.

When he was about to reach out and grab the small hand filled with the fragrance of the tip of his nose, a string of rock sugar gourds suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he stood in front of him with a cold expression, and said in a low and unhappy voice: "This is the place to drink tea, and these sugar gourds can temporarily fill your stomach." ”

......

If it is said that the woman last night was seductive and seductive, the woman at this moment is indeed amorous. The same temperament and different breaths are just that women have become women after the passage of time, which makes people want to blend in heaven and earth.

Seeing that he was on the road of shit for a few hours, but suddenly a disgusting expressionless dead face came to destroy it, Lu Daoren frowned, and instantly remembered the heroic pictures in countless angry and indignant stories. Brilliant blooming flowers are inserted in cow dung, and there will always be people who spend their money to rescue those who are in dire straits. Or a blue-faced confidante who hated to see each other late, and for some reason ended up together...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a trace of melancholy and even a sense of regretful indignation. He didn't pay attention to the string of sugar gourds blocking his sight, but the gray-robed cultivator in the small room had a playful smile on his face, thinking that this bloated leader had been kicked into a four-legged spiral turtle by others last night, and they all glanced at the elders beside them, and forcibly endured the laughter in their hearts.

Yang Xi, who was sitting in the corner, shook his head slightly, with the eyes of watching a play.

And the person who was sitting together in a gray robe, a person with a little cross mark scar on his head stood up, his eyes were like poisonous snakes looking directly at Su Yunzhong who was holding a sugar gourd in his hand, and a cold wind outside the house rolled the blue peach blossoms on the ground into the house, and said softly: "In the past, the mountain was not called the mountain in the clouds, but now it is in this humble broken tea room to do the business of sugar gourd, I don't know whether it is sad or evil." ”

......

The piercing voice sounded suddenly, but Su Yunzhong was stunned.

Bai Xiao gradually woke up, the cold wind and coldness made a touch of frostbite appear on his cheeks, and the blue peach blossoms that blew from nowhere exuded a strange fragrance, flowing in the world and blurring people's hearts. I used to study and practice on the path of cultivation, just to realize the ambition in my heart in this world, and at that time, there was no urgent desire to dominate the world in the world of cultivation, there was no hatred and no blood, only a group of teenagers who were happy because of like-minded interests.

It wasn't until the blue peach blossoms appeared in the sky that everything in front of him began to become unfamiliar, and the person who stood up from the gray-robed cultivators looked at the blue peach blossoms that were falling indiscriminately in front of him, and his eyes flashed away with anger. Last night's suddenness, after more than ten years, the same petals fell again, and for him, all of them were in accordance with the destiny of the founding spirit under the darkness.

The middle-aged gray-robed man moved in front of Su Yunzhong like a ghost, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the reaction of the source qi fluctuations between heaven and earth was extremely manic, and in an instant, it seemed that there was a cold from the deepest part of hell, biting and eroding around everyone.

The thin hands formed a handprint between the abdomen, and the mottled blood marks between the palms came out for no reason, like a pair of vicious scarlet eagle eyes, and the source qi roared and gushed out!

The air in the room was controlled by the raging source qi, and it suddenly rolled up like a storm, and the few people in armor sitting at the long table frowned. The group of gray-robed cultivators had no idea that one of them would actually make a move.

On the edge of the corner, a look of watching the drama in Yang Xi's pupils disappeared instantly when this person appeared.

The sugar gourd in Su Yunzhong's hand cracked, turning into countless tiny powders floating in the air, sneering as if it was alive and turning into a blood eagle, and the violent echoing hiss swept towards Su Yunzhong's eyes.

Su Yunzhong looked at the blood eagle indifferently and roared, staring at the power that was about to be smashed like a golden stone, and suddenly his brows showed a slight smile, when the ghostly blood eagle touched Daddy Su's chest, it disappeared like a bubble, and in an instant, he saw a hideous and twisted palm under the gray sleeves blast over.

The palm containing the source qi between heaven and earth gathered all together in the center of the palm and condensed into a blood circle, like a blood eagle-like blood basin mouth, quickly devouring Daddy Su's chest, screaming violently, and the next moment it bombarded in front of him, and suddenly Daddy Su's entire body flew into the air behind him and smashed on the long table.

"You owe me this palm!"