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 firmament a furnace, and melt everything into silver.

Without such beautiful words, such a snowy scene cannot be depicted.

If you haven't seen snow like this, you haven't been to this place.

The snow is merciless, and so is the sword.

The sword is merciless, but the man is amorous.

Why does an amorous swordsman hold a ruthless sword?

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 break the loneliness between heaven and earth.

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A big car.

The carriage was warm and comfortable, and compared to the frost and blizzard outside, it was like a wonderland inside.

Su Weiyun is in the fairyland.

In this kind of weather, if someone invites him to get in the car, of course he won't get up.

He happened to know this man.

It stands to reason that every time he comes to a new plane, he often doesn't know anyone, and he doesn't know the plot at all.

But he is very familiar with this person, and he is also very familiar with the plot of this plane.

- Li Xunhuan, Xiao Li Flying Knife Plane.

Li Xunhuan was holding his little Li flying knife and carving a wooden statue one by one, the blade was thin and sharp, and his fingers were slender and powerful.

He was vaguely recognizable as a woman, soft and graceful, with a delicate and lifelike face.

Su Weiyun thanked him, then stopped talking, closed his eyes and recuperated, and waited for the carriage to reach the end.

After Li Xunhuan asked "Do you want to drink", he fell silent and focused all his thoughts on his wood carving.

The stout coachman whipped his horse in silence.

The horse also hurried forward in silence.

Are there many people who, like this horse, are forever whipped and driven forward in eternal silence, leaving no choice at all?

The wind and snow are silent, and the wind and snow are silent.

Su Weiyun suddenly remembered his old wine, the horse running under the whip, the horse drinking and running, and suddenly remembered himself, and remembered the Su order.

"Take orders from the plane."

"The Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword" Plane Order: Promote to the top three positions in the weapon spectrum."

"Quest Reward: Thoroughly master the ancient Jianghu Order!"

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Not long after, Li Xunhuan had carved the wood carving, and his technique was very skilled, obviously I don't know how many times he had carved it.

But he didn't mean to show it to Su Weiyun, but asked the groom to stop, walked off the horse, dug a snow pit in the snow, and buried the wood carving.

- Of course, the snow pit can bury this newly carved wood carving, but can you bury the person in Li Xunhuan's heart who has always remembered it, the emotion that has never been forgotten?

As soon as Li Xunhuan looked up, he saw a string of footprints and a lonely figure.

The man was a young man, and he walked slowly, but he never stopped, and although he heard the sound of a cart and a neighing horse, he would never turn back.

He had neither an umbrella nor a hat, and the melted snow and ice flowed down his face to his neck, and he wore only a thin garment.

But his back was still straight, and his man was like iron, and neither the ice nor the snow, nor the cold, nor the tiredness, nor the tiredness, nor the hunger, could bring him to his knees.

The carriage gradually came ahead of him.

Li Xunhuan pushed the car door and said, "Come up, I'll give you a ride." ”

He said the same to Su Weiyun earlier.

He's a very kind guy.

Su Weiyun's eyes, which had been closed, finally opened and muttered, "Those who should come should still come." ”

He poked his head out and looked at the boy as well.

The boy's eyebrows were thick, his eyes were large, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a slit, and his straight nose made his face look thinner.

This face is easily associated with granite, stubborn, determined, cold, indifferent to anything, even to himself.

But it was also a very handsome face, although it was still too young and not mature enough, but it already had a kind of attractive charm.

Li Xunhuan said again: "Come up and have a drink to warm up." ”

The boy didn't pay any attention to him, but walked straight forward.

Li Xunhuan said to himself: "This young man looks handsome, but he seems to be deaf?" ”

The young man's hand suddenly grasped the sword.

Strictly speaking, that's not a sword.

It was just a piece of iron more than three feet long, with neither a blade, nor a sword, not even a hilt, and only two pieces of cork nailed to it, even if it was a hilt.

Su Weiyun said: "He is definitely not deaf. ”

Li Xunhuan said: "He is not deaf, why doesn't he come up to drink a glass of wine?" ”

The young man suddenly said, "I don't want anything I bought myself." I don't drink alcohol that I bought myself. Am I clear? ”

Li Xunhuan looked at him, and then asked, "Then when you have money, will you invite me to a glass of wine?" ”

The boy said, "Yes." ”

The carriage galloped away, and the young man was no longer visible.

The car door closed, but Li Xunhuan was still smiling: "I didn't expect this young man who was walking alone in the ice and snow to say something so innocent and funny." ”

The driver who was driving the car outside said, "He's just a stubborn child." ”

Li Xunhuan shook his head and said, "Can you see the sword on his waist?" ”

The coachman said, "Is that also a sword?" Could it be that kind of playful sword can also kill? ”

Li Xunhuan said: "If that kind of sword can't kill people, I'm afraid there are not many swords in the world that can kill people." You say, don't you? ”

His question was directed towards Su Weiyun.

Su Weiyun replied succinctly: "Yes!" ”

Li Xunhuan laughed again, looked at the two swords on Su Weiyun's waist, one on the left and one on the right, and said, "Of course you are also a person of the Ming Sword." Today I not only met you, but also met that young man. ”

Li Xunhuan started drinking again, and he didn't seem to be drinking all the time.

"Ahem..... Ahem......"

As soon as he drank, a sickly blush appeared on his face, and he began to cough incessantly, coughing up the wine everywhere.

Li Xunhuan poured a glass of wine and said apologetically to Su Weiyun, "I'm sorry." ”

His apology was very sincere, as if Su Weiyun was the owner of the carriage, and he was the passer-by who was picked up in the wind and snow.

He took out another wine glass, put it in front of Su Weiyun, slowly poured it full of wine, and made a "please" gesture.

Su Weiyun said, "I don't drink." ”

Li Xunhuan smiled and said, "Do you also think that you don't drink the wine that you bought yourself?" ”

Su Weiyun said: "No." ”

Li Xunhuan said: "Then why don't you drink it?" ”

"Because I saw you, I knew that drinking hurt my body, so I didn't want to drink."

Su Weiyun asked a little strangely, "Do you have to drink everyone like you?" ”

Li Xunhuan sighed: "Drinking hurts your body, you're right." But drinking alcohol can make people not sad. That's the benefit of drinking alcohol. ”

Between hurting the body or hurting the heart, which one is more unbearable?

Su Weiyun suddenly sighed: "Maybe you're right. If I meet you in the tavern, I'll invite you to drink. ”

"Really?"

"Really."

Li Xunhuan smiled again: "Okay, then I'll go to the tavern in a hurry now!" ”