The snow has stopped.

Zhao Zheng got up early in the morning as usual, pushed open the window, and looked up at the snow in the morning light. The snow shuffled into the sun, dazzlingly bright. The sky and the earth are bright and white, and the cold weather makes it seem lonely and light. This scene is really beautiful, but Zhao Zheng doesn't have the heart to appreciate it.

He was now worried, and the thing he was worried about was what others were happy about—the snow stopped being a good thing for others, but it was a great bad thing for him.

When the snow stops, people can go.

Although there is a thick layer of snow on the road, it is not enough to fall to the point where it is impossible to walk, and if you put your shoes on the cháo, you can still walk. Moreover, Qibao County is not far from here, horseback riding is half a day's journey, and if you walk on the snow, you can reach it in more than a day, which is not too far.

The people who live in the Hongchen Inn are all passers-by, and they all have important things to do, some are for business, some are for visiting relatives and friends, and some are for going to the city for treatment. Everyone has enough reasons to leave the warm little place of the Red Dust Inn and plunge into the endless expanse, which cannot be retained.

In the game, this mountain closure is the time limit to complete the task of stealing cheats, and the overdue task will fail.

Such a large snowstorm is very rare for Aoki Prefecture, and it will only happen in a few years, and after this snow, there will be no more heavy snowfall, and the thousand-faced actor will not come again.

Will the woman leave today?

Will there be any other guests who hate black cats today?

For Zhao Zheng, these are the two most headaches at present, and the headache has reached the point where he doesn't want to think about it anymore.

"No matter, cultivate first, and then act according to the plan after you finish cultivating." Zhao Zheng closed the window, blocking out the cold wind, then closed his eyes and opened the copy of the Empty Ming Quiet Room and entered it.

He was so familiar with the scene and object of this dungeon, he had to stay in this dungeon the longest of all the times, and now he could imagine what this room looked like even if he closed his eyes. He walked to the middle of the familiar field, squatted with his legs bent, stretched his arms forward, and then slowly retracted, hanging at his sides, his body moving up and down like a mountain, pregnant with surging internal force in the silence.

With the special method of breathing, his abdomen is like a bellows to exhale and breathe, and the dantian is faintly warm, and an internal force travels through the acupuncture points, moving steadily and slowly.

After running for several weeks, his physical strength was exhausted, so he rested for a while, and took a small pill to replenish the lost internal strength. When he was almost recovered, he threw himself into the hard cultivation again. This kind of cultivation pace has become accustomed to him, and it is almost as familiar as eating and drinking.

Twenty-four hours passed in a hurry, and he withdrew from the dungeon, then re-entered, and continued to cultivate.

After spending dozens of hours like this, his cultivation suddenly gave birth to a trace of abnormality, the internal force in his body was as hot as boiling water, and the momentum of his operation suddenly soared, and the dragon roared in the slender and mysterious meridians. He was shocked at first, and then turned to joy, which must be a sign that he was about to break through the bottleneck!

Instead of suppressing the internal force that was sprinting, he began to fuel the flames and speed up the internal force. The internal force is like a rein, the speed is rising, and the internal force remaining in the dantian has also been drawn out and pushed to the peak. The blood in his body began to surge, his skin turned red and hot, and large drops of sweat seeped out, pooling through the top of his head, dripping down his chin, and wetting the front of his clothes.

With success in sight, he began to further increase his internal strength, and the meridians began to ache faintly because of the first such impact, and the blood flow rate was too high, causing the blood vessels to bulge, like the roots of a 10,000-year-old giant tree. He endured all kinds of discomfort and struggled to support it.

At this critical juncture, the internal force that was running like a flight gradually showed signs of exhaustion, dissipating in the meridians, and it was no longer as thick as it was just now.

Zhao Zheng knew that if he failed to seize the opportunity to rush through the level this time, he would have to wait for a long time next time, he gritted his teeth, maintained the running speed of the internal force, jumped away from the spot, and a few longitudinal fell on the wall, picked up the supply bag, took out the small pill inside, and poured it into his mouth.

The medicinal power quickly spread, curbing the momentum of internal force loss and prolonging the time of this rush.

Zhao Zheng continued to run the internal force, so after more than ten minutes, the internal force was completely exhausted, and the dantian also fell silent, but the blood in his body was still running rapidly, and it was extremely hot.

[Hint: After hard training, the host has reached the new martial arts realm "Enlightenment and Blood", for which 2,500 points will be obtained.] 】

A system prompt popped up in his mind, and the font of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing announced this great news. The last time he advanced to the Double Heaven, he unlocked a new level of dungeon, but this time he didn't, and it seems that he needs to reach a higher level to unlock a higher level of Xin and other dungeons.

Zhao Zheng worked hard for a long time, and finally reached the Triple Heaven Realm as he wished, in addition to the great improvement of both external and internal strength, he also gained the ability to control the blood flow rate, which was the powerful means of the Triple Heavenly Warriors. Relieved, he straightened up from his place and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After he finished his work, the blood flow rate in his body quickly calmed down, and his face turned from ruddy to normal.

He rested for a moment and turned on his stats to see how he was growing in all aspects of his body. In this promotion, his external strength has increased by 2, his internal strength has increased by 4, and his light strength has also increased by 2, which is quite impressive. At the bottom of the data, a new content of "special ability" has been added, and the ability of "blood qi rushing crown" is marked at the end, which refers to controlling blood flow rate.

His strength recovered slightly, and he couldn't bear it, so he experimented with the ability of blood qi to rush to the crown. He provoked his own blood slightly, and the blood flow rate naturally increased, and his skin immediately began to heat up. Since blood is not related to internal force, it is possible to exert this ability without using internal force.

He remained in this state, and threw a punch forward, the sound of breaking the air was muffled, the fist paused in mid-air, and the invisible power spread through the air. The fist paused steadily for half a second, and then turned the fist into a claw, and grabbed several times in mid-air, which was the jīng magic kung fu of the small grappler, and the movements were smooth and smooth, and the rules were secretly combined.

With the blessing of the Blood Qi Crown, the power and speed of this move have obviously increased a lot.

With Zhao Zheng's current strength, let alone fighting one money, even if it is one against two and two with two money, it is more than enough and effortless. He had already crossed the gap between the Twin Heavens and the Triple Heavens, towering high above the Twin Heavens, leaving the Twin Heavens Martial Artists behind.

The joy of promotion slightly diluted the disappointment of not being able to find out the thousand-faced play, which made Zhao Zheng's mood improve a lot.

Although there was still one chance to enter the dungeon, Zhao Zheng was unwilling to use it again, he exhausted the time limit of the dungeon, got out of the dungeon, and returned to the cold and bleak real world.

It's morning, and it won't be long before new guests arrive, as well as old ones.

Zhao Zheng was going to test the new guest, and at the same time, he had to observe the guest's movements after he left, especially to pay more attention to the woman. He went downstairs with the black cat in his arms, sat not far from the brazier, and looked at the flames faintly.

Sure enough, two more guests came today, but neither of them reacted to the black cat and was not suspicious.

In the morning, a rush of guests began to leave, including the suspicious hunter and the puppeteer who had told everyone anecdotes, most of whom were heading north, because Qibao County was in the north, and only a few people were heading south.

Zhao Zheng watched these people leave one after another, feeling more and more restless, hoping that the woman would not leave, so that he could test whether this woman was a trick at night.

The woman was the least suspected, but now that the other suspects had been ruled out, she was the only one who remained suspicious. If even she is not a thousand-faced play, then all the clues are broken.

"Could it be that I want to miss the Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutra?" Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but sigh with a sad face.

Just then, there was a slow sound of footsteps from upstairs.

Zhao Zheng looked up, and really wanted Cao cāo Cao cāo to arrive, and the person who went downstairs was the woman.

The woman carries a large bag on her elbows, and holds the baby's swaddling clothes in her arms, walking slowly and gently, without losing her feminine style. It's a pity that her appearance and figure are inferior, and she is not a woman who can impress men's hearts. When she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhao Zheng holding a black cat, her thin eyebrows couldn't help but lock up, revealing obvious disgust.

Zhao Zheng noticed this detail, squinted his eyes slightly, and stroked Xiao Hei's head melon with his hand.

The woman went downstairs, ignoring the others, and went straight out of the house. She is a woman's family, and it is inconvenient for others to talk. Only the shopkeeper shouted, wishing him a smooth journey and a speedy recovery for the child. It turned out that the woman had already paid for the house, and she was about to leave.

Zhao Zheng's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling that he had lost everything, and immediately chased out of the door, stopped in the cold wind, and looked at the back of the woman leaving.

The woman walked south, leaving a trail of deep footprints in the snow, her back looking lonely, accompanied only by the child in her arms and the cold wind.

South?

How did it go south?

Isn't Qibao County in the north?

When the child in the woman's arms was sick, why didn't she go to the nearest county town for treatment, but instead went in the opposite direction and went south?

Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up, and all kinds of thoughts crossed his heart like thunder, grasping this major flaw in the woman's body, and determined that this woman must be cheating!

But the question is, what about fraud?

Even if this woman is really dressed up in disguise, how can Zhao Zheng be his opponent in the wilderness?

Although Zhao Zheng was promoted to the rank of Triple Heavenly Martial Artist, there was still a huge gap between him and the Quadruple Heavenly Martial Artist, and if he fought against him without any advantage, he would have no chance of winning.

Since he is not the opponent of the thousand-faced play, he can only ask others to help.

In this inn, which is not too big or small, there is only one person who he can really fully believe in and entrust his life to xìng.

He came to the door of a boudoir in the Red Dust Inn, knocked on the door, lowered his voice with the people in the room, and said something very solemnly.

"Sister, I want to ask you to help me kill someone!"