Chapter 211: Every time I look at my face, it's a fool
In a flash, he has returned to the virtual space, but his identity has changed, he is no longer a 'brother', and he has been demoted in a blink of an eye.
"Go, boy." Wuxia said.
There is already a door of light waiting in the virtual space, and there is a faint blue light around the gate, which has an indescribable weirdness.
"Where to go? Are there any tasks? Su Yang looked businesslike.
The two ridiculous tentacles of the martial arts were still waving at the side of his head, and he said, "The amorous swordsman is ruthless." β
Su Yang was stunned for a moment, and said unexpectedly: "How could it be there?" "According to my own guess, since the main line of the Blue Dragon Society has surfaced, then I should quickly cut through the mess and enter the copy related to the Blue Dragon Society again, and deal with the problem of the Blue Dragon Society as much as possible, or go to Jin Yong's world to come back with a few peerless divine skills, and then it is possible to reconcile the martial arts elements with the already unstable Wen Ruian world, but I didn't expect to go to this seemingly unrelated plot of Xiao Li Feidao.
"This plot dungeon is one of the required dungeons, and you have to go to it anyway, and the plot is too long, it may take more than one time to complete, so this time I will send you to complete a part of it first."
Wu Xia said: "And there are relatively few yΔ«n plots in this plot, sending you there is a vacation." β
"Vacation?" Su Yang snorted twice: "It's not that simple. β
A mysterious smile appeared on Wuxia's face: "According to the analysis of the underlying rules, I have come to a conclusion that Li Xunhuan's bad luck index is quite high, if you become good friends with him, although you can be free from danger, but the person who has passed is absolutely sadistic, but if you choose to become an enemy with him, the result will not need me to say." β
Su Yang pondered for a moment, roughly went through the original plot in his mind, nodded and walked towards the light gate, and smiled without looking back as he walked: "You still don't know much about my past." β
"What do you mean?"
"You should investigate what kind of weapons I used when I didn't know martial arts."
"What weapon?" Wuxia asked curiously, and the two tentacles were also very cooperative and scratched on the bald head, a bit like a rest.
"Since I was 12 years old, I have been able to use slabs and bricks proficiently." Su Yang stopped in front of the light gate, turned around and showed a bright smile: "You say, a person who is accustomed to bricks, will he let himself live a life of grievance and abuse?" β
The cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board, and treating all living beings as fish and meat.
Thousands of miles of snow will make the sky a furnace, and dissolve all things into silver.
The snow will stop, the wind is unsettled, and a carriage comes from the north, and the rolling wheels crush the ice and snow on the ground, but it cannot crush the loneliness between heaven and earth.
Some people say that this paragraph will definitely be selected into future Chinese textbooks, and Su Yang used to agree with it, but now his only thought is to scold his mother.
If anyone thinks it's beautiful, ask him to experience it for himself.
Because he didn't see the carriage at all, he only wore a single coat and walked in the snow, the howling cold wind was more piercing than a knife, maybe this kind of scene looked beautiful, maybe people like Ah Fei would enjoy suffering in the snow very much, but Su Yang didn't want to.
Life is too short to be filled with countless convictions and pain that cannot be expressed in words, so why torture yourself?
Why not make yourself happier?
A small wooden man showed half of his face from the snow, as if he was laughing at Su Yang, the poor guy.
Su Yang bent down and picked up the wooden man, the silhouette and lines of the wooden man seemed to be so soft and graceful, it seemed to be alive, and even seemed to have a soul.
An invincible hand in the world, but he can't touch his lover's face.
Isn't this sick?
Su Yang sneered, if he got along with a chick, Bai Yujing came to tell him how much he loved her, and the only thing he had to do was to smash him with a brick on his face.
Fortunately, Bai Yujing can't do this kind of thing in the name of love and moaning without illness.
But what I have to do now is not to find a brick to shoot Li Xunhuan or Long Xiaoyun, but to run for my life quickly.
There is a rumor in this Jianghu about the love story of the fast sword Xiao Su and the great joy female Bodhisattva.
Kuaijian Xiao Su is not only beautiful, but also more beautiful in bed, and the Bodhisattva of Great Joy has fallen deeply in love with this young hero who has never met.
This female man, who is several times fatter than ten big fat pigs combined, has a very direct attitude towards love, and she sent the master disciples under her seat to capture this newly rising first-class master back to enrich the harem, and has issued a great joy order, as long as anyone can capture the fast sword Xiao Su alive and send it, they can choose a female disciple and 50,000 taels of gold from under her seat to take away.
Everyone knows that although the Great Joy Female Bodhisattva is not a woman, the female disciples she sits down are all unique. Not to mention that there are fifty thousand taels of gold?
Although he chased and killed with his back, Su Yang was still a little complacent in his heart, it was not a shame for a man to be praised in these two things, but I don't know which bastard passed it on?
"Shall I give myself to her myself?" Su Yang sucked the big snot that was about to flow out, and secretly said that this kind of good thing is better than cheapening others, but it is better to earn it yourself.
Two shadowy ruts finally appeared in the snow ahead, and were soon covered by the wind and snow.
Su Yang took a deep breath, his mouth was full of wind and snow, and then he roared, and the whole person jumped up from the knee-deep snow, and ran wildly in the direction of the car's retreat.
Pieces of snowflakes were crushed under his feet, and Su Yang moved forward quickly on the snow, but there was no trace of footprints behind him.
After pouring thousands of miles, it has reached the realm of stepping on snow without a trace.
Then he saw a man, a teenager.
The man had neither an umbrella nor a hat, and the melted snow and ice were wearing only a very thin garment.
But unlike Su Yang, his back is still straight, his person is like an iron beaten, in the wind and snow, he did not use light skills, but slowly walked forward step by step, although it was very slow, but it gave people a feeling that he would never stop before reaching the destination, as if ice and snow, cold, tiredness, fatigue, hunger, could not make him succumb.
When passing by him, Su Yang glanced back at his face.
His eyebrows were thick, his eyes were large, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and his straight nose made his face look thinner.
A thin piece of iron hung from his waist, like a sword, but without a scabbard.
But he didn't look at Su Yang at all, his eyes looked straight at the road ahead, as if this guy with the ability to step on snow without a trace couldn't get into his eyes at all.
"Hello Ah Fei, goodbye Ah Fei!" Su Yang laughed and screamed and ran past him, not stopping at all, and disappeared into the blizzard in front of him in a blink of an eye.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and finally stopped, he stood in the wind and snow, looking at the direction where Su Yang was going, and a slight confusion gradually appeared in his eyes.
Su Yang was not confused at all, not only was he not confused, but he was also very fast.
A fool would walk slowly in the snow with him, and he would take a car, a big car, and a big car that was very warm and comfortable, with several horses pulling it, and was as smooth as a bed.
The cart is right in front of you.
Su Yang lowered his head, but he puffed up his true qi, silently quickened his footwork, and rushed past the side of the cart.
"What a beautiful light work." A middle-aged man's voice came from the cart, the voice was not loud, but across the cart, it clearly seemed to sound in Su Yang's ears in the snowstorm.
So the beautiful Su Yang stopped, stood in the snow, and looked at the cart silently.
The big man who was driving the car immediately shouted, reined in the carriage, and then turned around and lifted the curtain. The big man's face was full of beard, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, but when he moved his gaze to the cart, he immediately softened and was full of loyal sympathy, like a vicious dog looking at his master.
There was a man in the car, a man who was no longer young.
The corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles, and every wrinkle was filled with the sorrows and misfortunes of his life, but his eyes were young.
These are strange eyes, as if they were turquoise, like chΕ«n wind-blown willow branches, gentle and flexible, and like the sea under the summer sun, full of pleasant vitality.
But what Su Yang paid attention to was the big car.
This is indeed a very warm cart, with a thick velvet blanket in it, and a small copper charcoal stove, with four batches of horses pulling, and this big man is driving the car, even if he falls asleep in it, he will not be woken up by the bumps.
Of course, the person in it is Li Xunhuan.
There is no need to describe who Li Xunhuan is, for this person, at least for his flying knife, any superfluous description is an insult.
Li Xunhuan seemed to have a smile in his eyes, and said, "Get in the car, I'll give you a ride." β
His words have always been very simple and powerful, in this endless ice and snow, his mention is really something that no one can refuse, which is also what Su Yang wants.
But Su Yang didn't make a sound, but squinted his eyes and looked at Li Xunhuan carefully, as if he hadn't heard anyone speak at all.
Li Xunhuan said: "Are you deaf?"
Su Yang shook his head and said, "I'm not deaf, I'm showing you."
Li Xunhuan smiled and said, "Oh? Why are you showing me a look? "He didn't ask you what you saw, but why you were looking, because he knew very well that since the boy had accused him of looking, he would have said what he had seen.
Su Yang said: "Because I really want to take your car, but I don't want to sit in vain, so I will help you see that it is a discount." β
"Since you want to sit, why don't you come up?" Li Xunhuan glanced at the wine gourd on Su Yang's waist and said with a smile: "I also have good wine here, you might as well come up and look at me while drinking." β
Su Yang shook his head and said, "I'll tell you the results I see first, so as not to be inaccurate." I don't like to owe people a favor. β
"Yes, the favor account is indeed the most troublesome account." Li Xunhuan's smile was slightly bitter, and it seemed that he knew what it was like to owe favors.
Speaking of looks, many people have seen his appearance in this life, except for those charlatans, almost all of those who can really look at looks have the same two conclusions.
But he had a feeling that the boy should be able to say something different. (To be continued.) )