Chapter 197: The Man from the North

When it was close to light snow, the Beidou was sinking westward.

On the snowfield, there are occasional brown-black mottles in the snow, which is Hakka, with green smoke curling up, and the snow melts into one, but if you taste it carefully, you can always feel the fragrance of the food in the blowing wind, and it comes to your nose.

The entire snowfield of no return is extremely large, encompassing the western border in the south and reaching the extreme river in the north, which is even more vast than the reckless territory, and the north is an unknowable place.

There was a city there, called the City of Bhikkhus.

As a place bordering the snow field, the people in the city have never been in contact with Xue Jianzhai, and if a disciple trespasses into the city, life and death will be peaceful.

The terrain to the north is complex, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the bhikshu city is impregnable and immovable.

And today, just an hour before Qing Cang destroyed Li Changfeng Yuanhai, a young man came from the north.

He was tall and dressed in a white robe, and he was blown by the wind and hunted, but his steps were not disordered.

He held a sword in his hand, a sword that knew it was sharp without being unsheathed, and on the hilt was a blue gem with the word 'Cangyun' engraved on it.

The young man walked straight into a Hakka restaurant, the boss was an old couple, the old man was in charge of the kitchen, the grandmother cleaned up the tabletop, and the room looked very shabby, only a pair of yellow shabby pennants at the door were waving in the wind, and there was a word 'face' on it.

He asked for a bowl of noodles, and when Grandma brought it to him, she smiled enthusiastically and said, "I added some sauce to you, it tastes better." ”

The young man thanked him, then twisted his chopsticks and ate his noodles quietly.

Grandma hadn't seen anyone come to this shop for a long time, so she couldn't stop talking at this time: "Is the young man a disciple of Xue Jianzhai?"

The young man shook his head.

Grandma nodded and seemed to understand: "That is, I am ready to go to Xuejianzhai to seek Taoism, Grandma grew up here, and I am used to seeing many people going up the mountain to study." ”

The young man paused and said, "I used to be a disciple of Xue Jian Zhai. ”

He doesn't seem to be very talkative, and speaks softly.

Grandma was stunned: "It used to be? Isn't it now?"

Young man: "Now, I am no longer a disciple of Xue Jianzhai, but I was in a hurry and forgot to take some things, so I came to get things today." ”

Grandma sighed when she heard this, and said with annoyance: "Oh, Xuejianzhai is a holy place of swordsmanship, why don't you cherish this opportunity, as long as you go in and work hard, you can learn a good kung fu, and people will admire you everywhere." ”

The young man smiled, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, and the bowl was empty.

He looked at his grandmother and said, "Thank you mother-in-law for your noodles, I don't have any silver on me, but I can't eat your noodles for nothing, I only have a sword on my body, and I think it can be worth some silver taels, so I'll give you this money." ”

Grandma hurriedly shirked: "It's just a bowl of noodles, what do our old husband and wife want a sword for, this sword is too precious, we can't afford it, you take it, I'll invite you to eat a bowl of noodles." ”

The young man respectfully put down the sword and said, "Mother-in-law, I put this sword here, but don't worry, I will redeem it, I think I can redeem the sword after I go down the mountain, you can help me keep it." ”

After saying this, he pushed open the door and walked away.

Grandma had never seen such an eccentric young man, such a precious sword said no, he didn't want it, and he behaved strangely and incomprehensibly.

Grandma suddenly thought, this young man came from the north, north, isn't that the city of bhikshus?

The people of Bhikshu City, what do you want to come to Xuejian Zhai to get?

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Wei Chuting closed his eyes.

He didn't want to see it.

In the past, he went down the snow mountain with a gilded dragon yuan, and he was righteous everywhere he went, because he came from the snow sword house, which was the holy dojo of the Kyushu Sword Sect, and the place that people who studied martial arts in the world longed for.

And the Longyuan sword in his hand, he beheaded the traitors and reckless ministers, and the lower slashed the chaotic mountain bandits, he was doing the right way.

But now, when he returned to Xuejianzhai, he found that the snow here was not so white, and the weather here was getting colder and colder.

There are some things he can't change, and he can't do anything about it.

Wen Ren Lixue and Xie Hongjiao gritted their teeth and lay on the ground, blood staining the ground.

Li Changfeng is like a skinned dog, blood is constantly oozing out of his stomach, but he doesn't care at all, his eyes have been looking at Wenren Lixue and the red makeup, there is no murderous aura in his eyes, only gentleness.

Qing Cang held Li Changfeng's neck with one hand and sneered: "I underestimated you before I was caught by you, as long as I am willing, I can kill you with just one move, how can you fight with me?"

Li Changfeng turned his head and looked at Qing Cang calmly.

If Li Changfeng is angry, his eyes are resentful, and his heart is torn, Qing Cang can understand it, because at least it shows that Li Changfeng is just an ordinary person.

It's no different from those ordinary people.

But at this time, Li Changfeng looked at himself calmly.

Qing Cang suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart, and he didn't dare to look directly at that look.

But when he came back to his senses, this cowardice suddenly turned into a monstrous rage.

Because he saw the threat in Li Changfeng's eyes.

A dying person, a waste whose even divine photos have been broken, is like a dead dog that is carried in his hand and can be pinched to death with just a slight movement of his fingers, how dare he threaten himself?

Isn't it a big joke in the world?

Qing Cang smiled cruelly: "Lao Tzu called you crazy!"

His hand suddenly reached into Li Changfeng's stomach again, pinching the other party's heart.

Qing Cang was not ready to kill Li Changfeng, he didn't dare to really offend Xie Cangshan, but at least he could do it.

Li Changfeng suddenly felt his heart shrink, and then a monstrous pain came, making him almost faint.

Li Changfeng bit his tongue and filled his mouth with blood, keeping himself awake in this pain.

Baili Feihua looked at Li Changfeng quietly.

Qing Cang hadn't seen what Li Changfeng had done in the Guitian Wu Ruins, but Baili Feihua knew it.

Bu Zhi banished Li Changfeng to the prisoner of forbidden bones, and Li Changfeng's body was torn apart and reorganized over and over again, but even so, what did Li Changfeng do?

Every time he tore apart, he broke off one of his fingers to make himself remember the pain.

And now, Li Changfeng bit his tongue and forced himself to calm down.

Baili Feihua doesn't know how ruthless such a person is to himself.

A person is so cruel to himself, so what about others?

Thinking of this, Baili Feihua suddenly began to sympathize with Qing Cang, Qing Cang was so desperate to abolish Li Changfeng, was it because he was afraid? He was afraid that Li Changfeng would become a person like Li Guhong, and when the time came, no one could guess what Li Changfeng would do to Qing Cang.

Although Li Guhong is a person with great perseverance, he lacks ruthlessness.

This ruthlessness is now vividly expressed in Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng's seven exquisite hearts, under the urging of Qing Cang's true yuan, have been disordered in qi and blood, and the blood flow is reversed, and Li Changfeng

It's also dying.

There was only one breath left and he never died, but he had already closed his eyes and was casually thrown into the snow by Qing Cang.

Hearing this, Lixue and the red makeup climbed to Li Changfeng's side with difficulty, and cried bitterly on him.

Hopelessness, helplessness, pain, they don't know how to describe their feelings.

All this, Wei Chuting saw it in his eyes.

Qing Cang sneered: "Waste!"

At this time, Mei Yuxue's gaze suddenly withdrew from Li Changfeng and looked down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a figure.

A figure in white came towards the mountain.

Mei Yuxue's gaze kept looking at the young man, and Baili Feihua's gaze also turned to look at him.

Watch his figure grow from small to large, from blur to clear, from distant to close.

The other party did not use the true yuan, although Baili Feihua knew that as long as the other party was willing, he could shuttle at will in Xuejian Zhai, but the other party walked up step by step, like a grand ceremony.

Baili Feihua looked at the young man in front of him, looked at the familiar face, and said with a smile: "Danqing, long time no see." ”

Xuejianzhai Chen Danqing, a distant name, Wei Chuting has only heard a few words, but he has never seen him, nor has he heard his complete story, because the name Chen Danqing is taboo in Xuejianzhai, except for the master and the supreme, no one can mention it.

Mei Yuxue looked at him and said, "Senior brother." ”

The young man's name is Chen Danqing, he is Mei Yuxue's junior brother, under the Supreme Seat, he has many stories, but these stories have been burned by Xue Jianzhai, and now he only has one name left, and there are some memories in other people's minds.

He was no longer young, but he looked like a young swordsman.

Chen Danqing lowered his head and saw the blood all over the ground, as well as Li Changfeng, who was lying unconscious in the snow, and Wen Renli Xue who was lying on top of him.

He looked up and saw a mountain like a sky, covered in patterns.

But he didn't care about all this, his eyes looked at Mei Yuxue and Baili Feihua, and said calmly: "Who is fighting with me?"

Mei Yingxue: "I'll have a fight with my junior brother." ”

Chen Danqing took three steps back and was ready.

Mei Yuxue took three steps forward and saw his empty hand, so she asked, "Where is your Cangyun Sword?"

Chen Danqing said calmly: "After eating a bowl of noodles, I have no money to go out." ”

What he said was very crisp and decisive, Mei Yuxue didn't expect this answer, but if you think about it carefully, this is the consistent style of the junior brother.

But he still said, "Without the Cangyun Sword, can you beat me?"

Chen Danqing: "Three years ago, maybe not, but now, I only need three moves, with or without a sword, it makes no difference to me." ”

Mei Yuxue nodded, stretched out her hand and said, "Please!"

Chen Danqing: "Please!"

At this moment, Wei Chuting suddenly noticed that the wind blowing in his ears, the snow floating on his shoulders paused at a certain moment, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but this feeling was very real, extremely short-lived, only for a moment, the wind and snow stopped, but instead, the wind and snow began to fly again.

But he found one thing, the wind and snow on his shoulder, if you look closely, some of the snowflakes are broken, as if they have been cut in two by an extremely sharp sword.

It was a tiny detail that he wouldn't have noticed it if he hadn't looked closely.

Mei Yingxue looked at Chen Danqing in front of her, her expression was complicated, and finally turned into a sentence: "I lost." ”