Hua Xizi took a deep breath and suppressed the anger churning in her heart. He hadn't put on makeup for a long time, and after all, he was going to see an old friend today, and he didn't want to be lazy, so he touched it up a little. He changed into a close-fitting suit, his long hair was tied up, a high ponytail was tied up, and it fell casually on the back of his head, and the two strands of hair on his forehead fell down, making him look a little colder. He didn't bother to look in the mirror to confirm his image, looking at that face would only make him annoyed, so he left the deep cave directly.

Hua Xizi is a northerner, and he rarely felt the ravages of the typhoon weather in the south, the gust of wind blew his silver hair wildly, and the ponytail was blown loose no matter how tightly he tied it, he didn't pay attention to it, and walked slowly on the street by himself. If there are other pedestrians on the street, his appearance will become popular on the Internet in minutes, where to find a woman who is still beautiful with a blown hairstyle? Oh no, it's a man.

According to the map sent by Yin Buzheng, Hua Xizi found the hotel, no one found him, and he didn't want to be discovered, so he walked in unconsciously and pushed open the door, "You sing so ugly." As soon as he entered the door, Hua Xizi left such a sentence mercilessly, which extinguished Yin Buzheng's enthusiasm for humming, there are few people in the world who dare to speak to him like this, but Hua Xizi is one of them, and the one who dares to say it the most.

Yin Buzheng closed his mouth boringly, and pointed to the tea that had been poured for Hua Xizi, "Na, your favorite Longjing." ”

Hua Xizi touched the teacup, poured it without hesitation, and poured a cup herself, "The tea is cold." ”

"You can't heat it yourself, every time I see you, I have a stinky face, and I don't owe you any money, it's really wronged." Yin Buzheng said angrily, Hua Xizi is indeed his old friend, but he is the old friend he doesn't want to see the most, a person who loves the most officials, and a person who is the least like an official, maybe he decided early that their relationship will not be any better.

With the sound of the two arguing full of anger, a shutter suddenly sounded, appearing without warning, making both of them shut their mouths and follow the reputation. I saw Guo Maofeng holding a single and facing them anyway, and his finger pressed the shutter, which was another photo.

"Do you want to look at your funny face? Two people who add up to two or three hundred years old are still quarreling, and they are not naïve. Guo Maofeng said while looking at the photo he had just taken, and suddenly he found that what he said seemed to have little credibility, because Hua Xizi did not affect his beauty even when he quarreled. He had to delete the photo because the effect of the photo was too different from the truth.

Seeing Guo Maofeng coming, Yin Buzheng's face had a little more smile, "Old Guo, when did you start playing photography?" Let me see how you shot? ”

"Forget it, delete it." Guo Maofeng sat down, picked up the tea in front of him and drank it all, regardless of whether it was cold or not, anyway, he was just using it to quench his thirst.

"It's so decent, why did you delete it?" Yin Buzheng asked.

"No way, the photo looks like you're bullying Xiaohua, I have to say, being good-looking is a talent, it's an undeniable advantage, you admit it." Guo Maofeng sighed and patted Yin Buzheng's shoulder.

Maybe in other aspects, Yin Buzheng will not be convinced, but on the question of whether he looks good or not, he has no temper at all.

After receiving Yin Buzheng's invitation, Guo Maofeng came. He was actually closer than Huaxizi, but he couldn't bear the good scenery along the way, so he couldn't help but stop and take some photos before delaying the time. But he didn't think about being sorry or anything, he came to see an old friend, not to talk about business, so he naturally had to be casual.

Guo Maofeng poured himself tea and asked, "How did Lao Bai and Lao An die?" ”

Yin Buzheng and Hua Xizi were stunned, their old friend seemed to be a little anxious today, this is not like the way a diplomat should cut into the topic. Guo Maofeng drank another cup of tea, looked at Yin Buzheng, and was waiting for an answer. He naturally knew that the two of them were shocked by his abnormal attitude, but he didn't want to come over to catch up in the first place, he just wanted to solve the problem so that he could continue his trip.

"I don't know. The official explanation is that he is dead. The ancestor has decided to give them a big burial next month, with the highest standard funeral in the Elders' House. Yin Buzheng said.

Hua Xizi said coldly: "The end of life? Those two old immortals, how could they die so early, we are all still alive, and they are willing to die? Ling Daozi found a good excuse. It's just to kill people and bury the dirty things of the past. Can't you understand such a little trick? ”

Yin Buzheng darkened his face and said, "Of course I know it's." After the news of Lao Bai's death came out, I went to investigate, but the news was very sealed, and this matter was done by the old witch again, so I had no way to investigate too deeply. By the way, the old witch is now the deputy leader of the alliance, and the great elder of the House of Elders. ”

Guo Maofeng raised his eyebrows, the tea he had just raised was frozen by the coldness emanating from his eyebrows, he put down the teacup and muttered, "The old witch should be helping us." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Since the ancestor wants to borrow a knife to kill people, he naturally won't go to someone we are all familiar with. But we have been in officialdom for so long, except for some newcomers who are not very familiar, even if others don't know each other, they have a bottom in their hearts. Therefore, the ancestor can only find newcomers. Do you think it will only take a month for the newcomers to kill us? Guo Maofeng said with a smile.

Hua Xizi said: "A month later, the funeral was held, and the old witch was reporting to us, and she asked me to find out that something was wrong, and then hold together." When the killer shows up, he will face our shared anger. It's a pity that you, the guy who knew the news first, were too stupid, and Bai Bai killed Lao An. Can you believe such a nonsense explanation at the end of your life? You should have let us know earlier. ”

Yin Buzheng couldn't refute a word when he was said, so he could only drink three cups of tea in a row, suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and said, "Count me wrong, so what now?" ”

"What else can I do? Wait for the rabbit! Recruit eggs* can also threaten us? "Heavenly Mountain.

This is the only way to the Lingdao League headquarters air city, hidden in the world, covered with snow all day long, but there are mountains full of green pines standing upright, white and green reflect each other, one deep and one shallow, colliding and merging, making this mountain look like a combination of life and death, in the wind and snow, the green pines, laughing at every mountaineer. There is a long staircase at the top of the mountain, and if you go up to it, you will reach the Sky City. This ladder is a non-combat area, no one can do anything here, no matter how high your status is, you will be dealt with by the law enforcement department of the Spirit Dao Alliance.

It is said that the bodies of the two elders have been cremated, and An Ran's internal organs have been handed over to the scientific research department for study. Their suicide notes were even circulated on the Internet, and every sentence on them was full of loyalty to the Spirit Dao Alliance, a beautiful outlook for the future of the Alien Spirit Realm, and even mentioned the leader of the new generation, the Kagyoji and others, who encouraged and spurred them. Let people see the image of an old man who cares about the alien world and has noble temperament. For a time, Bai Xing and An Jing became the idols in the minds of every alien person. For a while, the judicial court and library of the Lingdao League received letters of condolence and resumes from all over the world, and everyone wanted to be the successors of these two deceased old men.

Zhang Yue sat on a green pine, leaning on the trunk of a tree, her legs dangling in the air, holding a handful of snow in both hands, and playing with the snowman. He'd been waiting here for a long, long time, so long that he couldn't forget how many days, except that today he could see the arrival of his prey. Of course, it will be a powerful prey, and if you are not careful, you may become the prey yourself. Zhang Yue carefully hooked the eyes of the snowman, who would have thought that a gust of wind would blow, and a cloud of snow would fall from the trunk of the tree above, and it would hit the snowman in Zhang Yue's hand, smashing it to pieces.

Zhang Yue shook his hand helplessly, shook off the snowflakes on his hands, exhaled a breath of hot air, melted the frost on his hands, and looked into the distance again. Rows of footprints stretched forward on the snow, and then they were submerged by the rolling up of the snow, so that the footprints kept a length and climbed up.

……

Hua Xizi wore a Hua Dan mask, his silver hair and the snow here almost blended together, even if he covered his face, his every move also had the temperament of a country and a city, which caused the eyes of passers-by to fall on him. This made Yin Buzheng and Guo Maofeng very helpless, both of them hid their true faces, hoping to be an inconspicuous passerby on this road, but they couldn't bear the charm of Hua Xizi, followed him, and were the focus wherever they went.

Hua Xizi didn't feel sorry for this, he still walked his own way indifferently. Yin Buzheng and Guo Maofeng could only smile bitterly in their hearts, they couldn't act separately because of this, they had to face an unknown killer, although it was likely to be young people, but young people were the best at creating miracles, even if they lived for a few more years, they could put on a show, and they didn't dare to be really proud. So, no matter what, the three of them must not be separated, Bai Xing and An Jing are the best examples, who knows if they will become the next of them?

……

On the trunk of the tree, Zhang Yue took off her glasses, pinched her eyebrows, her squinted eyes slowly widened, and her black and white pupils looked straight into the distance, with him as the center, the air around her fluctuated mysteriously. He stood up from the trunk of the tree, and the soul power spread out, connecting to the six points, where his companions were in ambush.

A somewhat lazy voice sounded in the minds of everyone in the Mirror Division, "The prey has been caught." Let's start preparing! ”

"Did you just wake up?"

"I don't know, I feel a little hanging."

“……”

Listening to everyone's discussions, Zhang Yue was a little helpless, so she had to clear her throat and say again: "I'm very sober, hurry up and get ready!" ”

"This tune is the temperament of a hunter!"

"Come on, come on!"

……

Hua Xizi and the three of them were not in a hurry at all, not as hurried as the pedestrians around them, for fear that they would be criticized for being late. Guo Maofeng took out his camera, looked for an angle for a long time, and finally shook his head dissatisfiedly, put down the camera and walked forward without saying a word. Yin Buzheng and Hua Xizi were not annoyed, and followed Guo Maofeng to stop and go. Sometimes, Yin Buzheng is in a mood, and he will pull Guo Maofeng and ask him to take a group photo of himself and Hua Xizi.

As we went deeper, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around, and most of them had overtaken them, climbed higher, or had reached the top of the mountain and were climbing the ladder. They were still playing in high spirits, as if they were coming to this place for the first time. At some point, the surroundings became quiet, and only the sound of the three of them talking remained. Pedestrians seem to have all gone up the hill. Yin Buzheng glanced at the gold watch on his wrist and said, "It seems to be almost late, do you want to go faster?" ”

"After walking for so long and not moving, are they on the top?" Guo Maofeng watched the world through the lens of the camera, beautiful snowflakes, vigorous tree trunks, thick layers of snow under his feet, deep or shallow footprints behind him, everything looked so normal.

Hua Xizi took off his mask, revealing his beautiful face, he put on makeup, played with makeup, two red lips like blood, gently opened, revealing two jade-white teeth, a clear chant came from between her lips and teeth, and the wind and snow suddenly stopped for a moment. When the sound stopped, the wind and snow began to dance again, and the mountain was as silent as ever, when there were no people. Hua Xizi had two eyebrows, a pair of Danfeng eyes, and a little mist in the autumn eyes, "There doesn't seem to be any problem." ”

The three of them are a little afraid to go up, too normal environment often means abnormal, but they can't see it, what does it mean? The people they have to face don't seem to be simple. Thinking like this, the three of them suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and unconsciously, they actually had cowardice, which is a big taboo in battle, cowardice before fighting, which is equivalent to sending them to death.

"It's us thinking too much." Guo Maofeng smiled bitterly, and was about to step out of the first step, but found that Hua Xizi beside him was one step faster than him and walked towards the mountain. Yin Buzheng and Guo Maofeng looked at each other and smiled, and quickly followed. The three of them still talked and laughed, sometimes taking pictures, sometimes discussing some idle things, not at all like prey caught in the net, but more like hunters preparing to hunt.

……

"The three of them are really bolder." Lao Hei looked at the three people who were walking towards him and muttered. The nurse next to her had already jumped out, hidden in the wind and snow, and blew towards the three people who were talking and laughing.

This burst of coldness blew Hua Xizi's long hair, frost formed on his long eyelashes, and pieces of snowflakes fell on the top of his head, as light as a gauze coat and as thin as a cicada's wings. Hua Xizi brushed her hair, floated the snowflakes on her head, and then swept her fingers towards the swirling wind, moving very lightly, as if she was dusting off her clothes.