The cold wind was raging, and a young man with a basket on his back slowly walked in the cold wind, and the snow was flying all around, almost making people's eyes unable to open.

"This ...... Ghost Weather ......" The young man covered his eyes with his hands so that the ice and snow would no longer invade his eyes.

Then, in the midst of the snowstorm, he found a rock wall to shelter from the wind and snow, and took out firewood from the basket behind him and lit a bonfire.

As the bonfire burned, the young man felt much warmer, then breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the wind and snow around him, rubbed his hands and muttered: "This snow is really strange, there is no snow this morning, why is it getting bigger and bigger, how should this be good." ”

And when he had this sigh, he suddenly found a beautiful woman like a flower appeared in front of him.

The woman was dressed in thin clothes, and her figure was slim, and she was fluctuating in the wind and snow.

"What is this?" The young man rubbed his eyes, and when he went to see again, there was indeed a woman standing in the snow and ice.

After seeing it clearly, he didn't have the slightest ripple in his mind, but his scalp was about to explode, and he felt as if he had encountered something terrifying.

After all, in the wind and snow, who would wear such thin clothes.

Isn't that looking for death?

At this time, he also thought of the story he heard when he was a child, which said that when someone dies in the cold, they will turn into ghosts, and they will instinctively look for a warm place.

So they often go into people's rooms.

"I don't think I've come across anything like this, do I?" The young man's face turned a little pale, and then he looked at the bonfire that was burning on him, and hurriedly covered the ice and snow on the side to extinguish the fire.

After extinguishing the bonfire, the young man looked into the distance and saw that the woman had disappeared.

"Did you really encounter a ghost?" He swallowed, and his face turned pale? Feeling a little lucky? Fortunately, I was fast enough to cover the campfire, otherwise the would have come over.

Does he know? This kind of thing can even burrow into people's bodies? He who warms himself with human flesh and blood.

Then, the young people didn't dare to stay here for a long time? He picked up the basket on his back and ran down the mountain in the wind and snow.

It's just that? What did he not pay attention to? Where he had left, there was a basket with wood in it.

It was the basket he was carrying.

And the ...... he was carrying on his back It's a woman with her head shutting down.

"Really...... Warm, ......," a comfortable moan appeared in the wind and snow.

……

"There is a martial arts hall in the Jingshi?" In a teahouse, an unbelievable shout was heard.

"Nice? Are all the grandmasters in the world swept away their own treasures? This sword saint Mo Qiubai has done a good thing. A knight with a beard said with a smile.

"Will the Grandmaster Alliance agree?" It was at this time that a skinny man asked.

"Naturally not." The bearded man shook his head, and then said, "But so what, there are more than a dozen grandmasters who have challenged the martial arts hall, and they have all been defeated by the Sword Saint Mo Qiubai?" Even Dao Sword Han Feng was killed. ”

"Dao Sword Han Feng has been killed? Isn't this Mo Qiubai a new grandmaster? How can the strength be so strong? "A man is snorting melon seeds, and he also approached? Asked with interest.

Hearing his words, the bearded man smiled and said, "I don't know about this?" Maybe this Sword Saint is talented. ”

"Hoo ......"

Suddenly, the cotton curtain of the teahouse to protect from the wind and snow was pulled up.

Moment? A cold wind swept across the teahouse? The people in the teahouse immediately scolded and scolded.

Then? The two walked into the teahouse, the cotton curtain fell, and the scolding immediately stopped.

Because there is a two-meter-tall man among the two, his body shape makes people involuntarily afraid, especially the thing he is carrying behind him, which looks like it is more than two meters long, and it is definitely a murder weapon.

Seeing these two people, some of them had even begun to touch their weapons, and their faces were full of vigilance.

"Guest, what do you want?" At this time, a thin man was also active, and immediately stepped forward and asked Li Si with a smile.

"No, I've got someone."

Li Si glanced at him, and then his eyes swept around the field, staring at a young man hiding in the shadows.

Then, behind him, Yan Ling walked out and walked towards the young man.

"Choke!" "Choke!" "Choke!"

As Yan Ling moved, some people couldn't help but pull out their weapons, and their eyes were full of hostility.

However, Yan Ling ignored them at all, walked straight to the young man, grabbed the young man's collar, and then walked towards Li Si with the person in his hand.

And the young man was also eccentric, his eyes were cold, and he had no intention of struggling at all, like a dead thing.

"Okay, I found it." Li Si nodded to the emaciated man, then pushed open the cotton curtain and walked out.

Behind him, Yan Ling also carried the young man towards the door.

As they went out, the cotton curtain fell, and the teahouse immediately regained its warmth.

However, although the teahouse has regained its warmth, the venue is full of dead silence.

"Who was that guy just now?" After a long time, one person asked in a low voice.

The bearded man who spoke before had a look of fear on his face at this time, and said, "That bald head is Yan Ling, a horizontal knife hand." ”

"Yan Ling? How come I haven't heard of it? A man next to his beard frowned.

Hearing his inquiry, the bearded man shook his head and said, "There are very few people in this world who know him, and when he defeated the twelve grandmasters more than ten years ago, he quickly disappeared. ”

"Defeat the Twelve Grandmasters? So strong? When one person heard this, he was a little incredulous.

"Not bad." The bearded man nodded, and then sighed: "I didn't know about this person at first, or I only found out about him when he did another big thing recently." ”

"What's the big deal?" The shopkeeper in the store asked with some curiosity.

"Do you know about the extermination of the Twelve Villages of Qingshan?" The bearded man looked around and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing his words, the faces of the people in the audience immediately changed.

The twelve villages in Qingshan are the biggest bandits in the Wei State, and there are as many as three or four thousand people in the villages, but recently these walled cities have been exterminated, and only some orphans and widows remain.

"According to rumors, it was made by Yan Ling, the horizontal knife hand." The beard said in a low voice.

"You're sick in the head, even if three or four thousand people stand there and let him kill, they won't be able to kill them all. I've got the exact news that it's the Grandmaster's hand. The people on the side asked Wenyan and sneered.

"I'm just talking about rumors, after all, the cross-handed knife Yan Ling and the twelve villages of the green mountains appeared too coincidentally. But this is the horizontal knife hand, Yan Ling is not wrong. When the bearded man heard this, his face was a little scornful.

And when they were talking, the shopkeeper had disappeared for some time, and at the same time, in the tea shop, a white bird flew into the sky and disappeared.