Outside the car, it was freezing and dripping into ice. The nephrite in the car is warm and fragrant, and the warmth is melting.

Wu Chen and Murong Yan rested together across a gorgeous low table.

The beauty lies horizontally, **** half-exposed. The Luo socks that were exposed under the skirt wrapped around the toes reminded Wu Chen of the famous sentence of Empress Li's 'socks step incense steps, hand gold shoes'.

Speaking of which, we have been wearing socks for at least thousands of years.

In the book "Han Feizi", there is a record of "King Wen Vachong, to Fenghuang (Huang) Ruins, socks are untied, because of self-knotting", which describes the plot of King Wen of Zhou's socks being spread out and tying his own garter belts. It can be seen that socks have appeared among the upper class during this period and have become a status symbol.

During the fortnight, socks were made of cooked leather and cloth, and the rich and noble could wear silk socks. Socks are generally more than a foot high, with a belt at the upper end, and the upper mouth is tightened with a belt. Its color is white, but the socks worn during the sacrifice are red. The most refined socks are made of silk yarn and embroidered with patterns.

In the Qin and Han dynasties, there was a custom of entering the door and taking off shoes and socks. Walk barefoot (barefoot) on the table.

Ancient socks were not like today's socks, which were knitted by special machines, but sewn by hand from fabrics such as cloth or silk or silk. The socks had straps, which were always maintained from the beginning of the Xia Dynasty to the Western Han Dynasty.

The two pairs of silk socks unearthed from the No. 1 Western Han Dynasty tomb in Mawangdui, Changsha, are made of hand-cut silk. The seam is seamless on the top of the foot and the back, and the bottom is seamless. The silk used for the top of the socks is thinner, and the silk used for the inside of the socks is thicker. The back of the sock tube is opened, and the opening is attached to the garter belt, and the garter belt is plain yarn. The number of socks is 23cm and 23.4cm, the socks are 21cm and 22.5cm high, and the head width is 10cm and 8cm. The width of the mouth is 12.7cm and 12cm. The only drawback is that it is thick and impermeable to meat. And it's loose and not tight.

Monopoly of the silk industry in 2000. But I missed the ancients who invented stockings. So much so that silkworm farming was stolen by two foreign monks in the 6th century, who hid the silkworm eggs in crutches and transported them to Europe thousands of miles away. The Spaniards were the first to create stockings, and since then they have said goodbye to the era of hairy legs.

Now that I think about it, the reason why the ancients did not invent stockings should be the relationship between beauty like jade and hairless legs.

So it's a pity that Murong Kai is dressed in clouds at this time. She also wore a pair of silk leno socks. No...... It's funny.

Seeing Wu Chen shaking his head and sighing, Murong Kai, who had been bumping into deer in his heart since he got into the car, was waiting for something to come, and asked with a complicated feeling: "Why is the master sighing?" ”

"Nothing." Wu Chen shook his head with a smile: "Some trivial matters." ”

"Oh."

Seeing that Murong Yan no longer asked, Wu Chen said again: "Wait for Jin Niang and the others to come in, so that they can dress up for you." ”

"Who is Jin Niang?"

"Jin Yiniang, my woman." Now that you have stamped yourself, there is nothing to hide.

"I see." Murong Qi asked the gods: "Is she beautiful?" ”

"It's beautiful." Wu Chen seemed to remember something happy, and even his smile was much easier.

"What about me?" Murong Wei's beautiful eyes lowered and asked softly.

"It's beautiful, too. Each with its own style. Wu Chen replied with a smile.

He was telling the truth. On the appearance of style. Naturally, Murong Kai is better, but the reason why he favors his own woman in his heart. Without it, there is love. This is the same as asking his wife, "Who am I with Xu Gongmei in the north of the city?" "It's a truth.

Instead of entering the city, the hunt returned to the hunting house. The door was closed when he left, but now it has been opened. Wu Chen and the old hunter opened the curtain and entered, and several masters in fur suits rose sharply.

"I closed my doors and windows when I left, how did you get in?" The old hunter held the hunting bow in his hand and asked.

"...... "A few masters, look at me, I'll look at you, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a leader smiled and clenched his fists: "Dare to ask, but it's a store?" ”

"If you don't change your name, you can't change your surname, the old man is Morey." The old Orion didn't give a good face. A master's posture.

"Boss Mo is angry, our brothers were ordered to go deep into the snow, and there is nowhere to stay in the cold, so we can only borrow your store for a few days. Wait for the wind and snow to rest for a while, and then it's not too late to hurry. "The more domineering the old hunter is, the more the middle-aged man accompanies the smiling face. The days of licking blood with knives have gone all the way, and they have long looked down on their personal honor and disgrace. Survival first, mission second. As for the rest, it doesn't matter at all.

"You're under the command of the Horn Lord?" The old hunter will be skeptical.

"Exactly." The middle-aged man smiled and showed his waist card.

The old hunter naturally couldn't admit it with a pair of fiery eyes. So his voice slowed down: "Even so, the old man has nothing to say." But not a penny is missing! ”

"It's a lot of money." The middle-aged man laughed.

The old hunter and Wu Chen were busy without mentioning it. Unload the pry and lead the bighorn back to the stable. Wu Chen and Murong Wei, who was wearing a rabbit fur cloak, walked into the front hall together.

The two ancestors and grandsons of the old Orion, who have lived in the snow field for a long time, have recently added Wu Chen, and the guards of Songwu Town all know about it, not to mention the powerful eagle dogs of these horn masters. Many of them, however, have not been seen by name. What exactly Lorrain looked like, the masters present did not know.

So judging from the number of people and gender alone, they are all right.

"Boss Mo, where are you coming back?" The middle-aged man asked.

"Hunt and return." The old hunter carried a wild boar into the lobby without lifting his head. Wu Chen helped roll the wood one by one into the slightly dim firepit. The fragrance of pine soon spreads.

Wu Chen whispered a few words to Murong Wei, and the woman immediately went to the boudoir in the back.

Seeing Murong Wei leave, the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask, "Since you are going to hunt, why did you bring a weak woman with you?" ”

"The snow has not been very quiet lately. A few days ago, a group of treasure hunters stayed overnight and wanted to do something bad while I was out. Hum! "The old hunter is talking about the hunters who were slashed and killed by Wu Chen. The two Black Order Flags were also found from them.

"What happened?" Without waiting for the middle-aged man to ask, a swordsman wearing a hat hurriedly asked.

"Later, they all died!" The old Orion spat heavily.

The swordsman suddenly tensed: "A scepter-wielding sorceress, also dead?" ”

"Who is she?" The old Orion asked with a smile.

"Hello." The swordsman didn't hide it either.

"Dead." It was Wu Chen who spoke. As he spoke, he pulled out the sorceress's staff from behind his back, "I stopped me and cut it in two." The intestines come out together. The lower half of his body fell into the house. Strive. It's not far from where you're sitting. I threw the upper half of my body outside the house. ”

The old hunter continued: "The knife is very fast, and he is not angry on the spot. The upper body crawled a long way, and the intestines were very hot, so they stuck to the ice all the way and dragged out several feet. ”

"Old killer!" The swordsman rose up in a rage and slashed out with a heavy knife!

He's fast, Wu Chen is faster!

With a flick of the horizontal knife, three wolf claws burst out of the air!

A middle-aged man with a blue face who was sung by Wu Chen and Old Orion. Eyes bulging!

Poof-

The three sword qi destroyed the withering and decaying, cutting the tables, chairs and benches, and several masters into pieces!

Half of the lobby, which was originally crowded with tables, chairs and benches, was shattered in an instant, and after a breath, only the ground was full of messes!

"Kill!" The other half of the masters set up a siege. All kinds of hidden weapons flying locusts, as well as the palm thunder that had been gathering momentum for a long time, all shot towards Wu Chen's back heart!

With a swing of the knife, Wu Chen swiped his backhand, and the golden antlers broke through the gap in front of him, clanging and bounced all the hidden weapons away. It was bombarded by the palm of the thunder again, and it was crushed all the way like a bulldozer. The tables and chairs that passed shattered. The floor is torn. The swordsman warlock flew back quickly, and his hands were not idle, the flying knife spell exploded wildly, the big antlers sparked everywhere, and the branches kept shattering, scattering into aura in mid-air. However, castration has not diminished at all, and it is getting faster and faster! In the end, it turned into a streamer and hit the stone wall head-on against many masters!

The flesh and blood were defeated in the confrontation with the boulder antlers.

The golden light flashed, and the good body exploded into a rain of blood!

Wu Chen was not idle. In a flash, he got close to him, and his hand fell with a knife, and the remaining few fish that slipped through the net were smashed head-on!

The last assassin who was ambushed in the boudoir was slapped away by Murong Kai's palm, and before he could land, he was slashed into crackling flesh and blood by Wu Chen's sword!

In the blink of an eye, it turned into the lobby of the Shura Field, filled with fishy smell and rivers of blood.

Although it was not the first time he had seen Wu Chen's terrifying killing, the old hunter who was splashed with flesh and blood was not the slightest frightened, but his eyes were full of surprise, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably!

After all, most of the horse thieves are very average, and it is not surprising that Wu Chen killed them with one sword. However, the skills of these horned lords' right-hand man eagle dogs are not comparable to ordinary thieves!

was also slashed!

"Good, good, good ......" said three good words in a row, and the old hunter was so excited that he could no longer speak.

It seems that he wants to borrow Wu Chen's knife......

Does the old man really have a deep hatred that can't be said?

The dungeon was destroyed, the horse thieves were all wiped out, and the anger of the horned lord Han Baili who received the news can be imagined. The eagle dog minions that entered the snowfield went crazy looking for clues, but half a decade passed, and there was no clue. As the middle-aged man said earlier, breaking into the door is to find a comfortable place to stay.

In fact, they didn't suspect that the old Orion family had anything to do with the matter. After all, the miserable situation in the dungeon is not something that an old hunter can accomplish. They judged that if they were able to wipe out the horse thieves, it must be a powerful and hostile organization. As for the purpose of exterminating the horse thieves, the main Han Baili of Songwujiao is far more than his subordinates think.

The former horn lord lying in the soul coffin of the underground palace, Han Baili was obviously clear. Therefore, in the eyes of the extremely clever Horn Lord, the slaughter of horse thieves is just a clean-up operation to avoid leaking the news. And their real target is actually the terrifying demon in the soul coffin. Judging from the destruction of the dungeon, it is clear that their purpose has been achieved. Even Han Baili had a hunch that the horse thieves did not die at the hands of the mysterious organization that was his enemy, but died tragically at the hands of the awakened demon.

After disposing of the corpse first, the old hunter cleaned up the blood stains and minced meat, threw the damaged tables, chairs and benches into the fire and burned them, and then led Wu Chen and the others into the city.

Everything that happened in the snowfield is still a secret to ordinary people. Very few people know what's going on.

Wu Chen's hunting pry easily entered the city. first went to the Nine Heavens Quarter, where the old hunters frequented, and after unloading the game, he asked Luo Lie about Luo Lan's whereabouts. It turned out that Luo Lie had already sent Luo Lan to Linglong Fang, and now he was accompanying the big shopkeeper Zhuge Qingyu, safe and sound.

Recalling the performance of the old Orion in the past few days, as well as the friendship with Luo Lie, Wu Chen suddenly had a sense of something: "Could it be that the old Orion and Luo Lie are under the command of a certain great person?" And the big man has already suffered misfortune? So they had to go away and stay incognito? ”

It turned out that his demigod-level intuition was indeed accurate. (To be continued.) )