The Arctic Ice Field, with its vast territory and many wonderlands, is dotted with large and small dynasties, which are difficult to count. As the northernmost part of Tianming Small World, the perennial temperature here is around minus dozens of degrees, and the dripping water turns into ice. Spirits have become a necessary item for people to keep out the cold, and the people of the Arctic Ice Region are good at making wine, and all the fine wines produced here are first-class good goods on the mainland, worth thousands of gold.

Luoxue Village, located outside a small city under the jurisdiction of the Tianhan Dynasty, is covered with ice and snow all year round. The only thing that is different from other villages is the cold plum blossoms in the village, and a little bit of broken red brings some color to the pale world, and the scenery is different.

"Crunch!" opened the door of a house, and a little girl carved in pink, about thirteen or fourteen years old, swayed towards the river with a wooden basin full of clothes, the huge wooden basin and the petite body contrasted sharply, it was really funny.

"Ah Xue, go wash your clothes? When a woman saw the little girl, she smiled slightly, and at the same time a trace of distress flashed in her eyes.

The little girl's name is Chen Xue, only the grandfather who is sick in bed is left in the family, her father was conscripted into the army and died on the battlefield in the early years, and her mother couldn't stand the poor life, so she ran away with the rich, leaving behind the lonely grandfather and grandson. This bitter experience made the young Chen Xue take on all the housework at home very early, chopping wood, boiling water, and cooking, which was the main color of her day, and the woman would feel distressed for the reason.

"Yes, Aunt Mei, the weather is pretty good now, and when the wind is strong for a while, it won't be washed. Chen Xue's voice is clean and crisp, like a yellow warbler crying in the forest, and she can't hear any negative emotions such as resentment and dissatisfaction, and is full of hope for the future.

"So that's the case, then Ah Xue, go quickly, Aunt Mei won't delay your time. Aunt Mei touched Chen Xue's little head and sighed slightly in her heart.

It's not that she doesn't help Chen Xue, but this little girl has a stubborn personality and never begs for everyone's help, and there is a thousand heavy burdens on her weak shoulders. As soon as she thought of this, she had the urge to cry, what a poor child, who should have had a happy childhood, but ...... God, please let this child have a good home, Aunt Mei prayed silently, holding back the tears from dripping from her eyes.

"Well, goodbye, Aunt Mei!" Chen Xue continued to drag her thin body, approaching the river step by step. Aunt Mei glanced at the basin, her expression changed imperceptibly, there were clearly a few young men's clothes in the basin, she and her grandfather were in the house, where did the young man come?

After a while, Chen Xue finished washing her clothes and returned to her home, looking at the old and young people lying on the bed, and sighed softly. The old man is naturally Chen Xue's grandfather, as for the young man, thinking of this, Chen Xue has a headache. The boy was picked up when he passed by the Frost Valley a few days ago, saying that he was picking it up, but it was better to see his whole body in tatters, fainting in the ice and snow, worried that he would die like this, and took it home to recuperate in the spirit of saving people's lives and building a seventh-level floating slaughter, but there was no sign of awakening for a few days, if it wasn't for the faint breathing, Chen Xue thought he was dead.

"Cher...... You're back, cough cough!" the old man felt someone, barely opened his eyes, realized that it was Chen Xue, and shouted, which immediately caused a burst of coughing.

Seeing this, Chen Xue poured a glass of water for the old man, relieved the cough, wiped off the remaining water stains on the old man's mouth, and moved a small stool to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Xue'er, it's really hard for you, alas~"

"It's okay, grandpa, I don't think there's anything embarrassing, stop talking, get some rest. The old man was about to cough again, and Chen Xue immediately interrupted the topic and let him rest quietly.

After a while, the old man on the bed seemed to think of the person next to him, and said, "Xue'er, who is this young man?

Chen Xue replied: "Grandpa, I don't know, I saw him fall in the Frost Valley and dragged him back, otherwise he would have died." ”

"When this boy wakes up, let him go, his origin is unknown, don't be chased by someone to implicate us. The old man was worried, he didn't want Chenxue to be hurt in any way.

Naturally, the boy was caught up in the froststorm and fell unconscious after the icicle hit him in the head. Luckily, the Frost Storm was nearing its end, and when he moved to Frost Valley, it dissipated automatically, throwing him in the snow like garbage, and it happened that Tatsuyuki passed by, found it, and took it home.

Wen Tian had already woken up, but the meridians in his body were full of a strange ice-blue energy, and the spiritual power could not circulate, causing his body to be unable to move, lying on the bed like a living dead. Fortunately, the Heaven Killing Spirit Power was unmatched, and he actually tried to forcibly refine these strange energies, although it was only one-tenth, but it was enough to move his hands and feet, but the process was extremely slow and took several days.

The old man's words all entered his ears, and he did not get angry, it was normal to have such thoughts from the old man's point of view. Although his body can't move these days, his spiritual sense is still there, and by listening to the conversations of the villagers, Wen Tian has a general understanding of what happened to Chen Xue, so the old man's mood is not incomprehensible.

And listening to what they said, it seemed that this place was the arctic ice field he was going to, and he thought that he would definitely die if he was involved in the frost storm, but he never thought that he would reach his destination like this by mistake.

Just as he pondered what to do next, there was a noise outside the house, mixed with the sound of trampling horses' hooves and angry scolding.

"Commander Cao, we have already paid tribute this year, why do we still have to pay tribute, it can't be a mistake. The village chief of Luoxue Village asked with his head full of gorgeous hair, wrinkles crawling at the corners of his eyes, and hunched his back.

"Will my words be false? I said that if you didn't pay tribute, you didn't pay tribute, why did you come from so much nonsense!" The person who was called Cao Commander had a fleshy face, a big beard, and a fierce look in his eyes.

Of course, he knew that Luoxue Village had paid tribute, and saying that they didn't pay it was just a pretext, and its true purpose was known to everyone in Sima Zhao's heart. Commander Cao has been a little tight recently, so he thought of going to these villages below to collect money under the guise of collecting tribute, anyway, there are people behind him, and he is not afraid of being sued, but those girls in Hanchun Garden let him linger tightly.

"How about it, to hand it over or not to hand it over?" Commander Cao's subordinates surrounded the villagers, and they were about to do it if they didn't agree.

The village chief was anxious, but he was anxious but had no choice, so he called the name of the commander Cao in a hurry: "Cao Wulin, you are pretending to be a public servant, I will definitely go to the city lord to sue you!"

"Haha!" Cao Wulin laughed arrogantly and kicked the village chief away, "Go, don't say that I won't give you a chance, I want to see who dares to get involved in my affairs!" After that, he turned to face the villagers again, "You Diao people, if anyone is not afraid of death, just go, but the end will ......"

With a wave of Cao Wulin's hand, a big stone a hundred meters away shattered, and the villagers trembled when they saw this scene, their faces were frightened, who would dare to say more.

"Come on, search for me, don't let go of a grain of rice!"

His subordinates were ordered, like jackals, tigers and leopards, they broke into the door and looted money, and for a time the chickens and dogs in the village jumped, and it was messy. The cold plums around the village are scattered, and the red petals in the white snow are eye-catching, dazzling red, and panick-making red.

When Chen Xue heard the movement, she locked the door tightly, leaning on the door of all the things that could be used in the house, and did not let them in.

"Knock knock!" there was a loud knock on the door.

"Open the door quickly, or don't blame us for being rude!"

Chen Xue's face turned pale, but she just didn't open the door, and let Cao Wulin's men smash the door and click.

"Boom!" how could the fragile wooden door stop their ambitions, the response shattered, and a large crowd rushed in.

"Smack!" Chen Xue's delicate little face quickly swollen, leaving a red five-finger print, Cao Wulin still didn't stop, raised his hand to slap him a second time.

"You little slut, dare to disobey me, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you!" In anger, his slap was mixed with some spiritual power, and he wanted to beat Chen Xue to death.

"Ahh

"I'm going to kill you, a witch!" he raised his other hand, this time with a full ten efforts. However, it is the same fate as the previous hand, and it is extremely terrifying.

"Demon girl, demon girl!" Cao Wulin yelled, without the arrogance he had before, he was frightened, people are born with a fear of the unknown.

"Go, go, go back and call someone!" came and went quickly, and a group of people were running away in a hurry, for fear that they would be the next to suffer.

The villagers stared blankly at everything that happened, and Chen Xue was also confused, when did she become so powerful.

The corners of Wen Tian's mouth lying on the bed showed a trace of undetectable arc, of course, this is his handiwork, on the one hand, he admires Chen Xue very much in his heart, he is young but has not been knocked down by the hardships of life, this tenacious quality is commendable;

If it weren't for the fact that his injuries had not fully recovered, it would not have been as simple as abolishing his two hands just now, and that pig-like head would have already fallen to the ground.

However, this soul-breaking cone really consumes soul power, and Wen Tian only feels groggy in his head, like a mess of paste. In fact, this is his excessive use of soul power, the soul breaking cone was originally a means of soul attack, and he was forced to get physical damage, which can only be attributed to the excess of condensed soul power, which has turned into substance, so at this time, the soul power is in deficit.

"Let's go home and take a look, I'll talk about Ah Xue later. Aunt Mei broke the silence, and everyone was shocked when they heard this, and hurried home, where there were fragments of furniture everywhere, and the ground was in shambles.

Chen Xue didn't care about the injury on her face, came to her grandfather's side, and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that he was safe, this relaxation suddenly felt a hot pain on her face, and tears flowed down.

Chen Xue's grandfather wondered in his heart at the moment, the moment Chen Xue was beaten, he wanted to rush out and fight with Cao Wulin, but it seemed that there was a strange force that pressed him and he couldn't move, and then Cao Wulin's hand was inexplicably wasted, could it be the blessing of the gods?

If he knew what he was thinking, he would definitely be speechless, and he would become a god if he did it casually, and the god would be too worthless. The reason why he suppressed the old man with soul power was because in this way he could save his life, with Cao Wulin's character, seeing the old man rushing up, he directly sent him back to the west with a palm, what should Chen Xue do in that case?

Alas, it's really troublesome everywhere I go, tired, tired.