Chapter 42 White clothes win snow

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A terrible scream sounded in the woods, and then a man in a black robe rode out of the woods on a thin yellow-maned horse, the man's way of riding the horse was very strange, he didn't control the speed of the horse's progress at all, just grabbed the stiff rope at will, and just let the yellow-maned horse walk out of the woods idly, only occasionally adjusting the direction of the horse's progress. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This person is naturally Ding Peng, and who is the person screaming behind Ding Peng, Ding Peng doesn't know it at all, and Ding Peng doesn't want to know it, since the other party is ambushing him, he should be prepared to bear the consequences of this behavior.

As for why he ambushed himself, Ding Peng didn't want to understand, there were too many people in this world who hated Ding Peng, and in the big battle just two days ago, Ding Peng's murderous value had risen by more than 30,000 points.

Although there has never been a large-scale siege since that battle, Ding Peng has been going all the way, but there are constantly people jumping out to try to ambush themselves, some of them are not used to seeing Ding Peng, some have relatives and friends who died in the hands of Ding Peng, and some even want to kill Ding Peng to make a name for themselves, no matter what, Ding Peng sees one and kills another!

After the killing, Ding Peng himself was tired of killing, aren't you afraid of being reborn? That's good, Ding Peng didn't kill him, he broke his hands and tendons one by one, so that they couldn't even commit suicide, so they just lay on the ground and hummed crookedly to bear the pain, so that the number of warriors who followed Ding Peng gradually decreased.

Empty eyes looked at the small city not far away, Ding Peng pulled the reins, and guided the yellow-maned horse to walk in the direction of the small city, Ding Peng recognized this small city, this small city is called Baiyun City, there is a task with an interval of ten years, and one of the rewards of the task is a space ring with a space size of one hundred cubic meters.

In the bamboo forest outside Baiyun City, a man in white is holding a bamboo sword to practice against the bamboo forest, but he is not practicing moves, just a simple straight stab, the tip of the bamboo sword is pointed on the bamboo in the bamboo forest, making a 'knock' sound, and then, the man in white draws back the bamboo sword and repeats the action just now.

The man in white was very heroic, with a tall figure and a good face, but under a pair of sword eyebrows was a pair of empty eyes!

The sound of the horse's hooves sounded, and a thin yellow-maned horse approached from a distance without hurry, and the figure on the horse's back also had a pair of empty and confused eyes.

The two young men seemed to notice each other, the two empty eyes met, neither of them spoke, one was still holding a bamboo sword and stabbing bamboo, and the other was holding the reins with a wooden expression, as if they were waiting for the other to speak first, but in the end, neither of them spoke.

In the sound of 'knock knock ......', the two just looked at each other and slowly passed by!

Ding Peng didn't turn back to disturb the man who practiced the sword, his confused face looked up at the sky slightly, and he whispered softly;

"The white clothes are better than the snow, the sword qi is like frost, and the sword god is frosty and white!"

Frost white clothes, in Ding Peng's previous life, it was a legendary figure, Ding Peng had never seen him, but I don't know why, seeing the man practicing swords in the bamboo forest, Ding Peng suddenly remembered the frost white clothes in his previous life, Ding Peng didn't know if he guessed right, Ding Peng only knew that at this time, he could practice swords and self-cultivation at the same time, and the man in the forest would not be underestimated in the future.

Baiyun City is not big, and the surrounding several practice holes and resource points are not rich in spiritual energy, and there are not too many martial artists who are begging for a living around Baiyun City at this time, but in a few years, when it is discovered that the NPC 'Ye Gucheng' with superb swordsmanship lives in Baiyun City, from time to time there will be a group of martial artists who think they are lucky and have superb understanding, come to Baiyun City to try their luck and see if they can be accepted by Ye Gucheng.

Stepping into the gate of Baiyun City, the first thing that catches your eye is a loose market, which is a market formed by the spontaneous gathering of players, where people are selling raw materials, surrounded by a few skilled people asking for prices, and there are also skilled people selling finished equipment or pills.

'Skilled people' is a general term for non-martial artists, who are usually not interested in combat, but must need psionic energy to survive in the Pangu world, so some older or weaker people will choose to learn a life skill, buy raw materials from martial artists, and then sell them as finished products to make a profit.

Anyone can learn life skills, most martial artists practice life skills while practicing martial arts to earn spiritual energy, there are actually very few full-time skilled people, but Ding Peng is more extreme, and he doesn't want to be distracted by other things after focusing on one thing, so he hasn't learned any life skills until now.

"Hey, the kid who just entered the city in front of you, said you, did you hear that!"

There was a shouting and scolding sound behind him, Ding Pengmu slowly turned around with a sneer, and several men with machetes on their shoulders quickly caught up with Ding Peng;

"Boy, what about you, didn't you hear our brothers calling you?" One of the leading men asked in an unkind tone;

Ding Peng stood silently with the reins in one hand, and the man continued; "Baiyun City is the territory of our Providence Gang, why don't you kid pay the poll tax when you enter the city? Also, if you want to set up a stall in the market in Baiyun City, you must pay the transaction tax on time! ”

This kind of inexplicable gang, Ding Peng is sure that they are 100% not recognized by the system, dozens of fox friends and dog friends gather together, give a random name, occupy a small city and sit and collect spiritual energy, this kind of thing was too much in the early days of the Pangu world.

Ding Peng was about to shoot to send them away, but suddenly heard a cold drink from the front; "Get out!"

A simple word, but like a cold current in spring, revealing a chill that repels people thousands of miles away, Ding Peng looked up, but saw that the man in white who practiced swords, I don't know when he had come to the city gate.

A few ruffians turned around and saw the man in the white shirt, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he didn't even dare to say a cruel word and ran away, thinking that the man in white had been living in Baiyun City, and several ruffians knew how powerful he was.

In his previous life, it was rumored that the man in white was cold, and the sword was even colder, looking at the man with a plain face in front of him, Ding Peng pulled the corners of his mouth, nodded to the other party, and turned to leave, the man in white didn't seem to care, and walked in the other direction with a blank expression.