Night has fallen and snow is falling.

In the city of Pingzhou, the lights are bright, and thousands of families celebrate Chinese New Year's Eve.

Delicious food, laughter.

In the Ning Mansion, Meng Jing and Ning Jing'er stood in the corridor, admiring the snow by the faint light of the lantern.

A man with steady steps hurried to the courtyard, he was a spy of the Ning family, and the detective had found some information, so he went back to the house to report it.

The spy walked up to Ning Jing'er and said respectfully:

"Eldest Miss, my subordinates have important things to report, but the old man and the second master have gone to participate in the Dragon Gate Festival, so I can only inform you. ”

Ning Jing'er nodded in agreement.

The spy stepped forward and whispered in Ning Jing'er's ear:

"This afternoon, my subordinates saw three faces appear in Tu Fu, all carrying swords, which may have some origins. ”

The spy finished and left in a hurry.

Ning Jing'er propped her chin and thought about it, but she still couldn't guess the origin of the three living people.

Forget it, when Daddy comes back, tell him, he should be able to know something.

Meng Jing on the side looked at the fluttering snow blankly, fell into deep thought, under the joy of the city, there were endless killing opportunities hidden, and at the right time, the Dragon Gate Festival was about to begin.

Ning Jing'er interrupted Meng Jing's thoughts, she brought a pot of hot wine, and said with a smile: "Chinese New Year's Eve, it's still time to celebrate, drink some wine to go cold." ”

The two drank each other, a few glasses of hot wine in their stomachs, Ning Jing'er's cheeks were crimson, her whole body was warm, and there was fine fragrant sweat on her petite Qiong's nose.

With the help of wine, Meng Jing also temporarily put down his worries and talked and laughed casually with Ning Jing'er.

Outside, the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

When the time came, all the families in Pingzhou gathered in Longmen, and there were thousands of people.

Everyone greeted each other with a smile, like brothers.

Ning Dan saw Tu Shenjia who was supported by Tu Hu, and the two glanced at each other, and then walked together to say hello.

The people around them deliberately avoided them, not daring to disturb the meeting between the two most powerful people in Pingzhou.

Judging from the current situation, the Ning family is at a disadvantage, and Ning Dan doesn't want to lose his momentum, so he deliberately exudes some spiritual power.

In an instant, a strong wind whistled out from his body, splitting the flying snow in his face, blowing away the snow for several miles, and everyone hid their faces in amazement.

doesn't move an inch, but the whole audience is under pressure, how domineering.

"Well, it deserves to be our No. 1 master in Pingzhou, and it deserves its name. ”

Tu Shenjia was not shocked, but clapped his hands, and he admired Ning Dan very much.

Ning Dan: "Brother Tu praised it falsely, but the younger brother just learned some fur and offered ugliness." ”

Then, Tu Shenjia brought up some old things, and there were past stories of helping each other with Ning Dan.

The two remembered the old affection, and then remembered the situation at this time, and suddenly burst into tears.

Ning Dan was happy in his heart, and the other party took the initiative to talk about the old relationship, which was agreed to reconcile, and the crisis of the Ning family was over.

Severe winter snow, ice and cold bridges.

The weather was bad, but it couldn't stop this annual festival, and the Dragon Gate Festival was held on time.

The heads of the major families knelt down to the altars set up on the Longmen Bridge to worship the heavens and their ancestors.

When the worship is over, the feast begins.

Tu Shenjia took Ning Dan's hand and called out affectionately as "brother".

The families followed, after all, they also hoped that the Ning and Tu families would live in harmony, otherwise, it would be miserable if they fought.

The atmosphere of the banquet is harmonious, with fine wine and delicacies, silver and jade cups.

Ning Dan's face was flushed with alcohol, and he was a little drunk, he had been busy fighting with the Tu family recently, and his heart was depressed, but now he was finally relaxed and drank very happily.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in Ning Dan's lower abdomen, and a long sword had passed through his body.

He immediately came to his senses and quickly fought back, shaking away the sneak attacker with one palm, and the wound was bleeding profusely.

The person who attacked was an old man, wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a crane bone fairy style, and he was actually a monk, and he took a light step and retreated to Tu Shenjia's side.

Ning Dan glared angrily and shouted: "Tu Shenjia, you have a bad move!"

The noisy banquet fell silent in an instant, and everyone looked at Tu Shenjia angrily.

The Dragon Gate Festival is the most important festival of the Pingzhou family, and no one has ever dared to make trouble in the Dragon Gate Festival, and the Tu family's move has aroused public anger.

According to the prior consultation with the Ning family, at this time, all the families stood on the side of the Ning family, wanting to force the Tu family to back down, but they concluded that the Tu family did not dare to turn against all the other families.

Tu Shenjia suddenly laughed, he bowed respectfully to the monk beside him, and then clapped his hands.

There was a commotion outside the banquet, and the officers and soldiers of the brigade surrounded everyone, and the leader was Tu Hu.

With blood on his face, Tu Hu walked into the banquet and threw a ball to the ground, his face full of smug smiles.

The ball rolled on the ground several times, leaving trails of blood.

Everyone stepped forward to take a closer look, and they felt a chill in their hearts, this ball was actually Ning Shan's head.

Ning Dan's hands trembled, and he slowly picked up Ning Shan's head, wailing "second brother", heartbreaking.

"When you were drinking and having fun, the dead soldiers of the Ning family have been killed by us, and the Ning family is gone, and you have lost. ”

Tu Hu wiped his blood-stained saber and shouted loudly.

Ning Dan put down Ning Shan's head and slowly pulled out his sword, as soon as the sword came out of the sheath, the fierce sword qi swept the audience.

Seriously injured, there is still a shocking momentum.

"I'm a monk of the Three Vortex Monks, if I want to leave, no one here can stop me!"

Ning Dan's words, the vigor is released, and the landing is sound.

The monk is unable to win against an army on his own, and will eventually die of exhaustion, but the monk is so advanced that he can easily escape from the encirclement of ordinary soldiers.

Although the Tu family sent troops to surround the banquet, these soldiers could not trap a three-vortex monk like Ning Dan.

Unexpectedly, Tu Shenjia's expression did not change, and he was not worried about Ning Dan escaping, he said lightly:

"Brother has always valued your cultivation, how can you be lazy?"

After speaking, Tu Shenjia waved his hand, and two white-haired Taoist priests walked out from behind him, standing with the old monk from before, the three of them were dressed similarly, obviously from the same sect, and they were all monks.

Tu Shenjia introduced:

"The elder brother is so powerful, I must find a few equal people to treat him well, these three are all the Taoist masters I invited from the Sword Casting Gate, although the cultivation is not as good as the elder brother, but the three of them together are enough to deal with the elder brother. ”

"Brother Ning, it's time to hit the road. ”

As soon as everyone heard the Sword Casting Gate, their color changed instantly, and they realized that the slaughter family had a chance to win.

Everyone apologized to Tu Shenjia one after another:

"Brother Tu, this is the grievance of the Tu and Ning families, it has nothing to do with us, please let us go, I have offended many before, and I will definitely come to the door to apologize in the future." ”

After saying that, everyone wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, they didn't want to stay here to be buried by the Ning family.

Tu Shenjia said with a smile: "Why are you in a hurry to leave, it is better to be a companion to Brother Ning on Huangquan Road." ”

A cold light flashed from his eyes, and Tu Shenjia waved his hand and ordered: "Kill them all, leave no one!"

After speaking, the armor soldiers behind him rushed in and cut down people when they saw them.

For a while, there was a constant wail, and blood splattered three feet.

Seeing this scene, Ning Dan shouted violently: "If you want to go to Ning's life, then come!"

He held his sword and glared angrily, and he was arrogant.

The three sword-casting sect Taoist priests rushed forward with their swords together and fought fiercely with them.

The sword shadow is cold, and the stump is hot.

Outside, the sky was covered with blizzards.

In Ningfu, there is still peace, laughter and laughter.

Meng Jing and Ning Jing'er were still watching the snow, waiting for the Dragon Gate Festival to end.

In the cup, the wine is gone.

Ning Jing'er leaned on the railing, pondering, she was waiting for Ning Dan to come back, and she was going to tell Ning Dan the secret just now.