Chapter 133: Night Detective

In the northwest, in addition to the night as cool as water, there is also a moon as bright as day, so although Wenren Lixue is wearing a black robe, it is clearly outlined under the moon, and even the surface of the black robe has a layer of brilliance. Vertices

She walked calmly in Qingbi City, and she had come to the northwest more than ten days ago.

Maybe it was the proximity of this place to the Cisse country, which reminded her of some not-so-good memories, but in short, she was upset, and it was difficult for that warrior's heart to calm down.

Tonight, her mood was even more difficult to calm down.

She saw things she didn't want to see, and there were people.

Facing Li Changfeng in the air, Zhenyuan burst and lifted Li Changfeng's black hat away, revealing a face that he hadn't seen for three years.

He seemed to be darker and thinner.

Even if he hadn't seen him for three years, Wenren Lixue still saw this person at a glance.

Because in the past three years, this face has appeared in her mind countless times.

The old man is the same, and he should be very happy if he hasn't seen him for three years.

But when he heard it, Lixue couldn't be happy.

Three years ago in the Wind and Snow Pavilion, their fate was over.

Three years later, in the northwest, Li Changfeng held another woman in his arms.

He is a tantric descendant of the Cissai Kingdom, and he resolves red makeup.

The woman who made her upset when she arrived in the northwest more than ten days ago.

Wenren Lixue has always warned himself in his heart that his fate with Li Changfeng is over.

But for some reason, when I really saw this scene, I still couldn't help but feel a little strange.

The nights were windy and cold.

Qingbi City is closed to hold lights, in addition to the wind and sand on the street, it is the loess road, and the people walk on the loess road when they hear the snow standing snow, and the pace is getting faster and faster.

She saw the lantern in front of her, and walked over with a quickened pace.

Xiema Inn, although the name is rustic, is the premier inn in Qingbi City, and the carved beams and painted pillars are all exquisite and heavenly.

"Uncle, buy a flower, this peony has just been plucked, it is very beautiful. ”

"Brother, buy a flower"

Wen Ren Lixue raised his eyes, and under the black mask, his eyes were fixed on the red lantern in front of him.

Under the red lantern, there was a girl about six or seven years old, with simple clothes and a dark face, wearing two ponytails, and carrying a woven vegetable basket to sell flowers.

Although the peony in the basket is charming, it is the bitter cold weather in the northwest after all, and Qingbi City is a merchant who comes from the south to the north.

So the night was dark, but there were no peonies in the little girl's basket, so you could see the decadence between her eyebrows and eyes, but she still mustered up the courage to sell around, but she repeatedly hit a wall.

Wen Renlixue's pace slowed down.

She slowly walked to the little girl's side, the little girl looked at the black-robed person, she couldn't see her eyebrows, she couldn't see her face, she could only see a pair of bright eyes under the black mask.

The little girl was slightly frightened and got out of the way.

Wenren Lixue stopped in front of her, looked at her and said in a harmonious voice: "Sister, it's dark now, go back quickly." ”

The little girl couldn't see her expression, but she could feel the concern in her words, but she still said timidly, "My flowers haven't been sold yet, so I can't go back." ”

Wen Ren Lixue said: "The night is cold and the dew is heavy, and the flowers can be sold tomorrow." ”

Little girl: "I can't go back, if I do, my father will beat me." ”

Wenren Lixue frowned, squatted down to look at the little girl, and took off the black cover on her face, revealing a beautiful face.

She looked at the flower basket in the little girl's hand and said:

"Give me all these flowers, you go home early. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Ren Lixue took out a silver ingot from his arms and gave it to him.

The little girl has never seen such a strange person, she obviously looks like a beautiful country, but she hides herself in a black robe and black cover, and no one will find out at all.

Hearing this, the joy on the little girl's face made her want to fly, and she said happily, "Thank you, sister!"

She handed the flower basket to Wenren Lixue, took the silver and turned to go home, the figure running wildly and gradually disappearing into the moonlight, as if she had never seen a joy before.

Wen Ren Lixue stood under the red light, the faint light of the lantern only left a little light on her back.

She still stood in the dark, looking at the little girl who was far away.

At this time, her mind was slightly distracted.

She seemed to remember that when she was a child, her parents used to take her to ride a horse, and at that time, although she could only lean on her parents' arms, she was also smiling so happily.

When I closed my eyes and opened them again, there was only calm and indifference in my eyes.

The black cover climbed up again, blocking the stunning color on his face.

Wen Ren Lixue carried a basket of flowers and wanted to throw it away, but the ghost sent her upstairs and brought it into her room.

The flowers were placed in the window, and the cold air rushed in, and it also carried a burst of fragrance.

Wen Ren Lixue took off the black robe and mask on his body, removed the clothes on his body, walked into the screen, and sat in the barrel.

The wooden barrel was prepared with hot water, and she had instructed the shopkeeper to prepare a large bucket of hot water in the room every night, and at this time, she felt the warmth of the water while sitting in the barrel and feeling the heat on the water.

I don't know when she liked to bathe every night, as if only in this hot water can she feel the humanity in her heart.

The water was hot, but it also got cold very quickly, and it was already extremely cold after only half a cup of tea.

A trace of cold air overflowed from the skin of Wen Renlixue, and the wooden barrel condensed into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading out in all directions.

Hearing that people are accustomed to snow, they get up and change their clothes.

In the past few years, the cold aura on her body has become more and more serious.

Almost to the point of eroding the sanity.

Wen Ren Lixue lifted a light veil from the screen and gently shrouded his body, and at this moment, there was suddenly a strong bloody aura.

Her eyebrows furrowed, and her black robe was added.

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis pierced her heart.

A black figure suddenly appeared behind the screen, and the strong smell of blood emanated from him just now.

Turning around, a streamer flashed, and the picture of the lady on the screen and the wooden barrel behind Wenren Lixue were actually split in two by the knife, and even the ice cubes in the barrel were cut flat and smooth.

From the smell of blood permeating, to the black shadow appearing in the room where the snow smelled, to the slashing with such a sharp sword, it was all between lightning and flint.

What shocked Wenren Lixue was that this person could approach him silently, only separated by a screen.

Cultivation is a little too terrifying.

In a hurry, although Wen Ren Lixue was wrapped in a black robe, the black cover on her face was on the bookcase, and at this time, she looked at the person opposite with her bare feet, and occasionally the water droplets dripping from her hair fell to the ground, perhaps the loudest sound in this room.

The man was armed with a long knife and wore a black robe.

Wenren Lixue suddenly felt very familiar, as if he had seen this black robe somewhere.

Looking at this knife again, it is clearly a dark iron ruler, if it were not for the hideous dragon head on the hilt, it may be difficult to see that this is a weapon.

Ren Lixue said coldly: "Who are you, why did you enter my room?"

The man didn't speak.

Hearing this, Lixue sneered and said: "Pretending to be a ghost, how dare you be presumptuous!"

The soles of her smooth feet stomped heavily on the ground, the droplets between her hair were pulled into threads, and the momentum of thunder instantly appeared in front of the man with the knife.

The arm passed through the knife and struck the opponent in the chest.

The man seemed to have expected it, the blade reversed, and the black light flashed.

Hearing that people are standing in the snow to avoid its edge, they make a wrong step, and they have a backhand claw.

The man with the knife appeared a little incongruous in a moment, and suddenly stretched out a hand under his black robe and slapped it with Wenren Lixue.

The two of them instantly flew to the side of the room.

Opposites.

However, this room is extremely small.

In the wooden barrel under the screen, the condensed ice slowly dissolves, and the water droplets drip from the barrel to the ground, and then spread in the pattern of the wooden plank.

A drop of water falls into a block of water and shatters into a star.

The knife-carrying person and Wenren Lixue instantly pulled into a silk shape, and struck more than ten palms in the sky above this screen.

Hearing a soft roar, the palm of his hand was like a curved snake, and it actually crossed the knife in the opponent's hand and probed into his chest.

When the man with the knife lowered his head, he heard the cold smile of Wenren Lixue.

Zhen Yuan followed the veins of the other party's chest and penetrated through, and with the power of his palm, the knife man spat out a mouthful of blood, flew out upside down and passed out.

Wen Ren Lixue gently wiped the blood on his face, which was the blood of the other party.

A shattered mountain palm force, and the impact of the true yuan is his chest, I am afraid that the other party is already more than lucky.

Wen Ren Lixue had just killed someone, but his eyes were very calm.

She doesn't worry about killing the wrong person, she has killed a lot of people in the past three years, so she doesn't care about killing one more.

The soles of her feet rested on the wet floor, and she walked over calmly, looking strangely at the dark knife that had fallen to the side.

The knife looked strange, and it looked like it had been seen somewhere.

Shifting his gaze to this person again, Wen Ren Lixue looked at the person who was hidden under the black robe, frowned, and stretched out his hand.

She thought about the face of a man in a black robe, a handsome flower thief, a scar-faced and vicious man, an old man with gray hair?

But I didn't expect it to be a young man with slightly dark skin and a simple face.

But what she didn't expect was that it was the person who often appeared in her dreams.

Hearing this, Lixue's hands were trembling.

Her body was trembling too.

Her hand was holding the brim of her black hat, but it was shaking violently.

Even the droplets of water that were carrying her hair were shaken off.

Why is this happening?

Why him?

Wen Ren Lixue muttered to himself: "Why"

Her eyes widened, and only then did she remember why this black robe was familiar, and why this knife was familiar.

Beside the bonfire in the depths of the dense forest, Wen Ren Lixue and Li Changfeng palmed each other in the air, and the palm force lifted the brim of his hat, revealing a slightly green face under the black robe, as well as the woman he was holding in his hand and the knife he was carrying.

It all overlapped in her mind, becoming clear, profound, and lingering.

In addition to the drops of water between her hair, two lines of tears suddenly slipped down her face.

"No! I won't let you die!"