"Hmph...... It's so uncomfortable......"

In a daze, Nie Zheng let out a painful groan, his eyelids became very heavy, and he barely opened his eyes after working hard for a long time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on the dry grass, the sky was about to dawn, and the barren mountains and mountains were all around, and it was desolate and silent.

There was a burst of "crackling" dry wood burning sound in my ears, and I turned my head to the left to look hard, only to see a bonfire burning a few meters away, and a tall figure with white hair sitting next to the bonfire.

After seeing the white-haired man, Nie Zheng's face changed drastically, and only then did he remember what happened before he fell unconscious.

He was injured by this strange white-haired man, and if he guessed correctly, he was probably unconscious, and the white-haired man took him from the heavily guarded county town.

Who the hell is the white-haired man? Why did he take himself captive? Also, his strength is so strong that he is simply the only one in his life!

In the face of this terrifying master, it is estimated that no one can stop him, even if Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and they come to guard, it is estimated that they will end up being killed in seconds.

All of a sudden, Nie Zheng's mind was running rapidly, and now that he was in the hands of the white-haired man, it seemed that he didn't mean to kill himself in a hurry, and he had to find an opportunity to get out.

Slowly closing his eyes, Nie Zheng secretly checked his physical condition, wondering how many injuries he had suffered.

After some inspection, Nie Zheng was pleasantly surprised to find that the cold and hot air currents hidden in the depths of the dantian seemed to be flowing everywhere in the blood meridians of his body.

With the golden air currents and silver air currents, flowing through the meridians of the whole body, Nie Zheng felt that the internal organs that had been injured before had actually recovered unconsciously.

Taking a deep breath, the sharp pain in his chest has disappeared, looking like this, his body is no longer in trouble, but what makes Nie Zheng more depressed is that he wants to use his body-protecting true qi to protect his body, but no matter how hard he tries, the true qi hidden in his body just can't be released.

After struggling for a long time, Nie Zheng couldn't even show the slightest trace of his true qi, and in desperation, he had no choice but to give up.

"What the hell, that white-haired man must have done something to himself, otherwise, I can't even release a little bit of true qi, it feels like all the pores of my body have been sealed......"

Suddenly, the white-haired man who had been facing away from him said lightly, "If you wake up, come over and eat something." ”

Hearing him say this, Nie Zheng really felt a little hungry.

After hesitating for a moment, Nie Zheng tentatively stretched his lower limbs, and found that he was actually able to move. He slowly got up from the ground, then slowly walked to the fire, and sat down with a complicated expression.

The white-haired man sat next to the fire, holding a yellowed dough cake in his hand, chewing it slowly, and when he saw Nie Zheng coming, he tore off half of the dough and threw it over.

Seeing this, Nie Zheng was not polite, and directly picked up the dough and swallowed it in a big gulp.

He wasn't worried about the poison of the dough at all, because with the strength of a white-haired man, it would be easy to kill him, so why bother to poison him, besides, peerless masters like this are all arrogant people, and they generally don't use lowly means like food poisoning.

The white-haired man picked up the water bladder and took a sip, looked at Nie Zheng with a calm face, and said, "I have to say, you are indeed a little different." ”

Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Oh, yes." ”

The white-haired man smiled slightly, "Originally, I thought it would take you at least seven days to wake up, but I never thought that it would take you only one day and one night to wake up." ”

Nie Zheng said lightly: "You think it's surprising? ”

The white-haired man nodded, "It's really a bit of a surprise, I've never seen someone's injuries recover so quickly, the exercises you practice are amazing, I can't guess the history at all." ”

Nie Zheng thought to himself, can you guess that it is strange, Lao Tzu is a person who has taken the Dragon Python Inner Pill and the Seven-Colored Spirit Fruit successively.

After eating the bread, Nie Zheng's mind began to move again, and now he could move, and he didn't know if he could find a chance to escape.

The white-haired man sitting opposite the fire seemed to have guessed what Nie Zheng was thinking, and glanced at him lightly, "You can't escape, no one in the world today has been able to escape from my cold hands." ”

"Cold!"

Nie Zheng's body shook, and he lost his voice: "It turns out that you are the Witch King of the Snow Mountain?" ”

Han Qianzhang slowly added firewood to the fire, and sighed softly: "I didn't want to ask about worldly things, but your ambition is too great, and I can only do it myself." ”

"I'm ambitious?"

Nie Zheng smiled self-deprecatingly, "It was the King of the Huns who asked you to make a move?" ”

Han Qianzhang was silent, and did not deny Nie Zheng's question.

Taking a deep breath, Nie Zheng asked again, "It's strange that you could have killed me, but you didn't do it. ”

Han Qianzhang said lightly: "For him, you are far more useful to live than to die." ”

Nie Zheng's heart moved, "In this way, the Witch King is preparing to bring me back to the Xiongnu Imperial Capital, and then hand it over to the Xiongnu King, right?" ”

Han Qianzhang smiled and didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly quieted down.

The two sat silently around the fire for a while, at this time, the sky gradually brightened, and after Han Qianzhang extinguished the fire, he slowly stood up, and walked forward without looking back, "Let's go, we should go on the road." ”

Facing a peerless master like Han Qianzhang, Nie Zheng sighed helplessly, and had to follow quickly.

It is estimated that it is impossible to escape, you must know that Han Qianzhang can even be killed by Sun Shangen, the great Song Dynasty national teacher, and he only has the strength of the eight-rank martial arts, and it is really not enough to put it in front of the Witch King of the Snow Mountain.

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are empty talk.

At this moment, Nie Zheng began to miss the days when Jack was still there, if Jack was still there, maybe he would still be able to hide in the gate of time and space, lure Han Qianzhang to the arms shopping street, and let Jack help kill him.

Now, there's no way out of it.

Barren mountains and mountains, withered grass everywhere.

Under the light of the rising sun, Han Qianzhang and Nie Zheng walked in the desolate valley one after the other.

The speed of the two walking is not very fast, but it is not slow either.

Although Nie Zheng followed closely behind Han Qianzhang, he had been secretly observing the surrounding terrain, wondering where he was at the moment, and wondering if he had left the Annan territory.

But the trouble is that I don't know the specific location I am at the moment, and I can't find a place to rescue myself even if I want to take an armed helicopter.

Thinking of this, Nie Zheng's brows furrowed tightly.

Soon, the two of them crossed the valley overgrown with dead grass and came to a clear river.

Han Qianzhang stood on the cobblestone bank of the river and suddenly stopped.

Seeing this scene, Nie Zheng was stunned for a moment, and secretly said What the hell is this guy doing, why did he stop walking while walking?

Looking up at the surface of the river, it was only five or six zhang wide, and with the strength of the Witch King of the Snow Mountain, he could easily sweep to the other side with any rise and fall, and he couldn't stop him at all.

Although he had some doubts in his heart, Nie Zheng hoped that he would walk as slowly as possible, so that he would have a chance to escape.

Nie Zheng came to the river, washed his face with the cool river water, and asked without raising his head, "Why don't you leave?" ”

Han Qianzhang looked at the upstream of the blue waves with a calm expression, and said lightly: "Wait for someone." ”

Nie Zheng said curiously: "Oh, yes, I don't know who you're waiting for?" ”

Han Qianzhang turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "Wait for someone to save you." ”

"The one who saved me?"

Nie Zheng was stunned for a moment, and he was puzzled in his heart, and said in his heart, where are there still people under his command who are the opponents of the Snow Mountain Witch King?

The sun gradually rose, and in an instant, the sparkling light in the sky reflected the entire mountain forest and river surface, a piece of golden brilliance. Han Qianzhang greeted the rising sun, and his pale face was illuminated with a faint golden light, especially his blue eyes, which were flashing with a confident essence at this moment.

Nie Zheng slowly retreated to the top of the riverbank, and looked upstream of the river with Han Qianzhang's gaze, faintly, he was a little curious about the people Han Qianzhang was waiting for.

Ding dong......

Suddenly, a crisp sound of the piano, like the clear water of the river, floated melodiously on the surface of the valley.

Nie Zheng's heart moved, and he said secretly: "Could it be that person is here?" ”

Looking at Han Qianzhang standing on the bank of the river, he found that he exuded a vast aura from top to bottom, and from a distance of more than ten meters, Nie Zheng could clearly sense that within a radius of 100 zhang, an invisible air flow surged, as if he was trapped in a silent ocean.

Obviously, the person who came must be a master, a peerless master, otherwise, Han Qianzhang would not have changed like this.

The sound of the piano kept coming, but it was a long time before I could see the person who played the piano.

Nie Zheng secretly stood on tiptoe and tried his best to look towards the bend gorge above the river, and suddenly, he saw a delicate and small wooden boat appear on the winding upstream river.

The wooden boat slowly went down the river, and suddenly, the crisp and melodious sound of the piano became louder and more beautiful.

As the sound of the piano got closer and closer, it was only at this time that Nie Zheng finally saw the scene on the wooden boat clearly.

I saw that in front of this small wooden boat, there was a pretty maid in a red dress, who held a white bamboo, slowly supported the boat towards the river where Han Qianzhang was standing, and slowly drove down.

In the middle of the wooden boat, there is a carved piano case, on the piano case, there is a purple Qixuan guqin, and behind the piano case, there is a graceful and stunning woman.

The woman's eyebrows were exquisite, and she was extremely beautiful, and just looking at her appearance, it was estimated that she would be twenty-four or five years old at most.

However, although this woman was born with unparalleled beauty and a captivating country, if you look closely at her appearance, you will find that it is extremely unique and different. Her delicate willow eyebrows flew obliquely into her sideburns, and her beautiful eyes were watery like a pair of shining gems, especially the corners of her curved eyes were slightly upturned, and her eyelashes were like fans.

Although the fox girl sat behind the piano case, her body was unusually plump and soft, especially the pale yellow tulle wrapped in the snow-white chest, which was towering and plump, and extremely attractive. Although the fox woman was born extremely beautiful and full of strange and bewitching atmosphere, the depths of her eyes faintly exuded a palpitating coldness.

Seeing that the wooden boat carrying the fox woman was getting closer and closer, Nie Zheng looked more and more carefully, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, feeling that this fox woman looked extremely charming and seductive, but from her body, he did not feel the slightest breath that belonged to normal humans.

She...... It's as if there are no feelings, no human feelings at all.

From beginning to end, the fox woman was slightly dull, plucking the strings intently, as if she didn't care about anything else, and her migratory and slender jade fingers, every time they gently stroked the guqin, they could swing a pleasing rhythm. The beautiful sound of the piano was in stark contrast to the cold aura that emanated from her body without human feelings.

Finally, when the wooden boat was still twenty feet away from the riverbank, it suddenly stopped steadily on the river.

At this time, the fox-like bewitching woman, she sighed softly and stopped stroking the harp. "Long time no see......"

Her voice was crisp and soft, extremely soft, after hearing her voice, Nie Zheng felt his heart beating so hard that he couldn't even move his gaze at her.

"What a great flattery!" Nie Zheng forcibly held back the fluctuations in his heart and tried his best to look elsewhere.

Han Qianzhang's long hair was like snow, dancing lightly with the wind, looking at the wooden boat suspended on the river, he exclaimed: "I haven't seen it for many years, I didn't expect Palace Master Chen to be so beautiful, unparalleled in the world, this seat went south this time, and it was not in va......in to be able to lead Palace Master Chen out of the mountain."

Hearing this, Nie Zheng's heart was shocked, and he was secretly surprised, "It turns out that this fox-like bewitching woman is actually Chen Youyun, the palace master of the Forgetful Palace!" What did she do, was it really to save me, as Han Qianzhang said? If that's the case, then I might be able to get out of it today. Sun Shangen, the national teacher of the Great Song Dynasty, Han Qianzhang, the witch king of the Snow Mountain, and Chen Youyun, the master of the Palace of Forgetfulness, these three should be the top peerless masters in the world, but Sun Shangen all died under Han Qianzhang's hands, I don't know if Chen Youyun can defeat Han Qianzhang? ”

While thinking about it, he suddenly heard Chen Youyun's soft voice sound again, "The Witch King has to take him away?" ”

Han Qianzhang raised his eyebrows, "Why, does Palace Master Chen think that he can stop this seat?" ”

Chen Youyun sighed softly, "If you and I should not interfere in worldly affairs according to the Longhu Covenant, and now that the Witch King insists on breaking the covenant, do you want to be the enemy of my Central Plains Martial Arts Alliance with my own strength?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Qianzhang suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, suddenly, the laughter stopped, he looked at her with fine eyes, and said arrogantly: "Since the death of the gods, there is no one in the Central Plains, the so-called Longhu Covenant is just empty talk for this seat, since this seat dares to set foot in the Central Plains, it is to meet those so-called Central Plains masters." ”

(To be continued.) )