Before the Xiongguan Pass, perhaps because of the topography, the speed of the wind and snow here was accelerated, and it was a little bit cold.

Lin Huang looked up at the ancient characters on the Xiongguan Giant City, and his face changed slightly.

Embrace the snow pass!

On Lin Huang's route from the Great Xia Dynasty to the Drifting Snow Palace, there were two places that he couldn't avoid no matter what:

One is the Blood Triangle.

The second is this snow pass!

He had analyzed with Qin Xuance before, before he arrived at Yongxue Pass, the people of the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Tower would inevitably notice that he was traveling thousands of miles alone.

Once they find out about this, they will inevitably wait for the rabbits in the snow.

Looking at the solemn figures of the Xue Guan Mountain, the Dao Dao's gaze stabbed down obliquely, Lin Huang took a long breath and quietly suppressed his martial arts aura in the Renyuan Triple Heaven.

Fortunately, Lin Huang had a disguise in the Western Tang Dynasty, and now he has a dark face, although he is young, he is a little hunchbacked, dressed in coarse linen clothes, and the skin on his body is also extremely rough.

"What's going on?"

Javankin's weak Q&A in the carriage.

"Master Jia, there is someone blocking the road ahead", Lin Huang replied, although he was far away and couldn't really see the figure of those people, but Lin Huang naturally knew that these people must be people from the Tianlei Sect and Fengyulou.

It's just that I don't know if Han Shan and Qi Lie are here.

Then, a Tianyuan realm martial artist in front of the caravan turned around and said to Jia Wanjin in the carriage, "Master Jia, these people are not simple, no less than ten Tianyuan realm martial artists, I am afraid it will be a little tricky to pass the level."

"Ask them how much it costs!"

Javanjin is simply the last thing he lacks is money.

After a while, the two people walked down from the snow gate and slowly came towards the convoy. Between his steps, a fierce aura wrapped in the wind and snow, slapping everyone's faces painfully.

The eyes of the two were as sharp as eagle eyes, and they swept straight across everyone's faces, and then stopped in front of Lin Huang......

Lin Huang's heart was slightly cold, and in the face of the two murderous Tianyuan martial artists, he looked obviously panicked, and hurriedly faced the people in the carriage:

"Master Jia, the two adults have arrived!"

Jia Wanjin weakly walked out of the carriage, his body became thinner and thinner, as if a gust of wind could blow it down, "I don't know what the two of you call it, in Xia Xitang Jia Wanjin!"

"Jia Wanjin, the richest man in the Western Tang Dynasty?"

The two were obviously a little surprised, but they didn't expect that this caravan, which didn't look very good, actually hid Jia Wanjin, the richest man in the Western Tang Dynasty. And as for what happened to the Jia family, they naturally knew everything clearly.

"You don't need to know who we are, we only give you a pillar of incense to think about, if you want to pass the snow barrier and leave a million gold, otherwise you can only leave your life here."

Ahem......

Hearing this, Jia Wanjin coughed violently a few times, and his withered face turned red. Before he could speak, the two Tian Yuan martial artists said again:

"Moreover, this million gold can only get you through this snow barrier at most, and everyone else will have to stay here."

Hearing this, Lin Huang's heart sank.

These two people are definitely the people of Fengyulou and Tianlei Sect, and they also know that they may change their faces, so they have the mentality that they would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one.

No one would ever think of this snow pass.

Even Jia Wanjin can't determine whether it's true or false, so there is only one way, as long as this person can take out a million gold, it is true, and if he can't take it out, he will die.

True or not, they have nothing to lose. If it were true, they would still be able to make a million dollars in gold.

"Your Excellency's actions are too domineering," Jia Wanjin frowned and looked at the two Tianyuan martial artists in front of him, and said:

"Even if it is a road interception, there is no such practice."

"There is no negotiation about today's affairs, if you want to bargain, you must also have the strength and confidence."

One of the Tian Yuan snorted, never taking the caravan in his eyes at all, after all, on the Yongxue Pass behind him, there were ten Tian Yuan Realm martial artists, where could this caravan be compared.

Originally, they were also puzzled, in order to intercept and kill a forest famine, one Earth Yuan realm was enough, why bother so much.

It wasn't until they came to Yongxue Pass that they realized that the terrain here was dangerous, and it was really a good place to kill people and sell goods. Staying here for three days, the family wealth in their hands is comparable to the harvest in the sect for half a year.

Not only can there be income, but also can ensure that the forest famine will never be spared.

Why didn't I realize such a good thing before?

"Who the hell are you, the old man has been walking in the Eastern Spirit Realm for decades, but no one dares to block the old man's way", Jia Wanjin said sharply, obviously not compromising the two of them.

A million gold buys a life for yourself, but you can't buy your daughter's life, how can there be such a statement!

Robbing money and robbing money, but also killing people?

"Old man Jia, don't pretend to be so tough, either pay the money or give your life, half of the time for this pillar of incense has passed", a Tianyuan martial artist said, not caring about Jia Wanjin's statement at all.

"Do you know that my son-in-law is the seal of the Blood Triangle, if you know that you have moved my Jia family, can you afford the wrath of the Blood Cloth Alliance?"

Javankin threatened.

"Feng Wanli?"

The two Tian Yuan muttered with a slight frown, and then smiled unscrupulously: "Since this is the case, then it's no wonder that we all die here, who will Feng Wanli find to take revenge."

The two of them are not afraid of Feng Wanli, although he is one of the several overlords of the Blood Triangle, but Jia Wanjin died here, and Feng Wanli knows who did it?

They won't stay here for long, and even if Feng Wanli comes, they will already be gone.

Even if Feng Wanli knew the identities of the others, he dared to seek revenge from Fengyulou and Tianleizong?

Lin Huang on the side also frowned secretly, but he never thought that the people of the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Tower would kill him so resolutely, and it seemed that it would be difficult to break through.

If you expose your identity, I'm afraid you won't be able to save this caravan.

"Who is your boss, I'll talk to them, I believe he will make a wise decision", Jia Wanjin on the side said, although his body is extremely weak, but after all, he is a person who has been immersed in business for decades, and he has never seen any wind and waves, and his withered face looks extremely calm.

"Hmph, you're not qualified to meet our boss yet!"

One of the Tian Yuan martial artists sneered.

"Then if you rely on the words 'Mountains and Rivers Ancient Scroll', are you qualified to see him?" Jia Wanjin's face was covered with a hint of frost, and then he ignored the two of them, and walked out of the carriage alone, trembling towards the snow pass.

"Father's ......"

Seeing Jia Wanjin get out of the car and walk towards Yongxue Pass, Jia Xuanxuan's face immediately turned pale.

And Lin Huang looked at the swaying and thin figure in front of him, his face was complicated, and a touch of curiosity rose in his heart at the same time, and the whisper of Jia Wanjin just now echoed in his mind, "If I haven't come out in half a pillar of incense, hurry up and drive Xuanxuan to escape from Yongxue Pass."

Lin Huang didn't understand, what kind of confidence did Jia Wanjin have to face the Ten Heavenly Yuan of the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Building?

With one of his mouths?

Or by virtue of the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers?

In the wind and snow, Jia Wanjin walked into the Yongxue Pass with a cough, followed by the two Tianyuan martial artists just now, and the three figures gradually disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

And Lin Huang grabbed the horsewhip in his hand and took a deep breath, but if there was the slightest mistake, he would leave here quickly.

Under the majestic snow pass, except for the whirring sound of wind and snow, there is no other sound, and everyone in the caravan looks at the wind and snow pass, their expressions are a little dignified.

The four Tian Yuan warriors of the caravan even blushed.

They were dignified Tianyuan martial artists, but in front of this group of people, they couldn't even speak, and let a sick person step into the snow pass.

......

As time passed, the wind and snow seemed to become more and more miserable, and Lin Huang counted the time, and the hand holding the horsewhip tightened a little.

In the Snow Pass, there was no movement, and Jia Wanjin could not be seen, nor could he see the people of the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Building.

Outside the gate, the horses of the caravan suddenly became quite restless, as if they sensed something and wanted to flee from this place.

Jia Xuanxuan's plain hands pinched the corners of her clothes, getting tighter and tighter, her white palms were already exposed, and her clear eyes were gradually despairing.

Half an hour.

The whole snow pass, quiet and scary.

It wasn't until Lin Huang tightened the reins and was about to leave with Jia Xuanxuan that a rickety figure suddenly walked out of the Xue Pass......

The figure, looking weak, kept covering its mouth and coughing.

However, he beckoned and motioned for everyone to move forward.

In the carriage behind her, Jia Xuanxuan cried with joy, constantly urging Lin Huang to hurry up so that he could pick up his father.

And Lin Huang also breathed a sigh of relief, and drove the carriage towards Jia Wanjin at great speed. However, his heart was also full of doubts, "How did this Jia Wanjin persuade the Ten Heavenly Yuan to let everyone pass by the Yongxue Pass?"

After Jia Wanjin got into the car, Lin Huang could clearly feel that Jia Wanjin's cough was obviously much worse than before.

In addition, Lin Huang could also smell the slightest smell of blood on Jia Wanjin's body that had not yet dissipated.

"Really?"

Lin Huang suddenly thought of something, then turned around and lifted the curtain of the carriage, and said, "Master Jia, drink some water, this can slow down."

Jia Wanjin hummed twice, took Lin Huang's water bladder, and glanced at Lin Huang deeply.

When Lin Huang put down the curtain and turned his head to continue to catch the car, his complexion had changed greatly, and the guesses and thoughts in his heart became more and more intense.

Although Jia Wanjin coughed badly, but when he handed the water in just now, he didn't find that he coughed up blood, so where did the smell of blood on Jia Wanjin's body come from.

"He killed all ten Tian Yuan martial artists?"

Thinking of this, Lin Huang himself was a little scared, if it was really like what he speculated, then this Jia Wanjin was too terrifying.

Anyone who knows Jia Wanjin knows that this person does not have any martial arts cultivation, and the reason why he can become rich in all directions is because of his son-in-law's prestige and his flexible brain.

And being able to kill dozens of Tian Yuan martial artists within half a pillar of incense, and not being harmed in the slightest, at least has the realm of Tian Yuan Seven Heavens.

If this is the case, how can Javankin not be terrified.

What is a person who will cultivate for decades to hide?

If he is a person who has no cultivation, he may not value the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers. But a person who has cultivated himself is really not moved in the face of all kinds of rumors about mountains and rivers and ancient scrolls?

How could he hand over Xuanyuan to raise troops so easily.

Thinking of this, Lin Huang felt that his head was going to be big...... It's too complicated!

Ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers that have been passed down for hundreds of years.

Countless mummies that have been drained of flesh and blood.

The myth of the world, Xuanyuan raised troops.

A mysterious blood shadow that breathes the soul.

The seemingly weak but hidden Jawanjin.

......

(End of chapter)