Suddenly, the young man's eyes flashed, the wind and snow stopped without warning, and a small town suddenly appeared in front of him. The strange appearance of this town, but he was almost at the end of his rope, how could he pay attention to this, only the most basic vigilance, and hurriedly climbed a nearby dirt slope.

Standing on the slope and peeking at the movement in the town, the young man quickly made a judgment, there were faint figures shaking in the town, and the clothes were messy It was not a military town, there were few horses, and it was not a chieftain, it should be just an ordinary town.

At this time, even with his composure, he couldn't help but be ecstatic, knowing that for half a month, the only living person he had ever seen was the boy on his back.

Stepping up, the boy trotted all the way with the boy on his back, almost running into the town.

He doesn't think about the problem of no money on him, even if he begs, at least he can live, as long as he lives, there is hope, and he is not a beggar, there is no burden in his heart.

But as soon as he approached the town, the young man's fiery heart instantly froze, and a strange and dangerous aura came to his face. He trusts his instincts, which have been forged between a thousand times of life and death.

But even if he felt that something was wrong, his footsteps did not stop, maybe it would be very dangerous to continue to move forward, but retreating, but it was certain death, and it was needless to say how to choose.

Walking into the town, a feeling of passing through the water curtain and body, the young man turned his head to look at the boy behind him, and found that the other party had fallen asleep at some point, and the young man's heart moved, and he felt that he also had a trace of tiredness.

This feeling made him even more alert, and his eyes widened to keep an eye on the movements around him.

He tightened the rope that bound the boy on his chest, and walked steadily towards the only avenue in town. There were only a few figures scattered on the street, all of them looking hurried.

The wind and snow are gone, the sky is dark, the ancient town is cold, and the ubiquitous eerie feeling is slowly displayed in front of the teenager.

A few broken dead wind lamps swayed in the darkness, illuminating the town's buildings in a strange light, as if the wild beasts were always ready to choose people to eat.

The boy's face had returned to a look of indifference at this time, he grasped the handle of the wood knife, carried the boy on his back, and walked towards the nearest and only liquor store in town, secretly determined that as soon as he got food, he would leave this ghost place immediately.

In the restaurant, there are only two wooden tables, which look empty. The counter was located in a dark room, and it was also empty, and there was not even a pencil for calculation. The shopkeeper was a fat middle-aged man, his face hidden in the dark, and he couldn't see clearly.

The young man approached the counter and shouted to the shopkeeper: "Ten steamed buns are packed, hurry up, shopkeeper, hurry up." He didn't want to stay in this weird place for a moment, and he had already decided to grab it.

Considering that he and the boy behind him are not big, and their clothes are tattered, it is suspicious to ask for too expensive dishes. So he only needs two yuan of steamed buns a piece, and these ten steamed buns are soaked in some water, which is enough to satisfy hunger for two days, and there are only twenty yuan, and a beggar will not only need so much a day, which will not arouse the suspicion of others.

As long as you see food, grab it and leave, no matter how weird this town is, it has nothing to do with you.

The shopkeeper raised his head and looked at the two young men. Although he couldn't tell the difference, the boy felt a greedy gaze wandering over him, and the hairs on his body stood on end, as if he were being targeted by some wild beast.

But his face did not move, but the hand holding the wood knife tightened again. From the moment he stepped into the town, he had always had a feeling of horror accompanying him, and this feeling was even worse after entering the liquor store.

It's just that he can't find the source of danger in any way, but he is very confident in his feelings, and until now his spirit is tense and he does not dare to relax at all.

A slightly sharp voice sounded, revealing a hint of playfulness: "Okay, ten steamed buns will be here soon." ”

This answer enveloped the young man's whole body with an extremely dangerous meaning, and in the latter's senses, the darkness soaked the entire restaurant in an instant, and everything in front of him disappeared, replaced by a peerless beast hidden in the darkness, staring at him with a pair of bloodthirsty eyes, and the next moment he could pounce and tear him to pieces.

The young man was tense, his face was unusually calm, without a trace of fear, and the firewood knife in his hand was ready to slash out at any time.

"Shopkeeper, prepare a table of banquets and feast guests. ”

Suddenly, a male voice came from the door, which made the young man's heart relax. The voice was warm and kind, as if it was the care of an elder and the greeting of a close friend, and it immediately dispelled the sense of danger in the young man's heart, and color reappeared in his eyes. There were a lot of wine shops, tables, chairs, and counters, as if what he had just felt was just a dream.

The young man turned his head to look, and the person who came was a rich and noble man with a handsome face, a brocade shirt, a jewel and jade ornament, and a gold-painted folding fan in his hand to play with from time to time. Always keep a polite smile on your face, which makes people feel close.

And next to him, there was a man in a white shirt who showed a strong sense of presence. The man in the white shirt was in his early thirties, his face was white, his long black hair was tied into a crown on his head, and a crystal clear sword hung from his waist, as if it was carved from ice. The only thing he feels about is that he is clean, his clothes and mouth are all straight, he looks neat and orderly, and his body is dusty.

The fat shopkeeper's body, which was about to stand up, sat down again, his tone trembled slightly, and he pretended to be calm: "The shop is not open today. ”

The rich man smiled when he heard this, and was about to say something more, but he saw that the man in white shirt had a cold face, and his tone was low and ethereal, as if he was talking to the rich man, and he interjected as if he was talking to himself: "What are you doing with all this nonsense, just wipe out all suspicions, why bother with such troublesome clichés." ”

With his inexplicable words, snow began to fall in the house.

The boy looked up in amazement, and the sky was full of snowflakes, swaying in the wind, both inside and outside the house.

Just when he wanted to reach out and take a piece to see if it was true or not, every snowflake lit up instantly.

This time he saw clearly, it was not a snowflake at all, but a little sword light condensed into a point, each snowflake was a little sword light, countless sword lights shrouded the entire town, and the brilliance was instantly extinguished, beautiful to the extreme, gorgeous to the extreme.

But the young man was not an ordinary person, he was not confused by the extremely brilliant sword light in front of him, he felt something, and suddenly turned back. On the counter behind him, there was a corpse, with a pig's head, looking at the body shape of the fat shopkeeper just now, half of his body stretched out of the counter, as if he wanted to fight for his life before he died, but unfortunately he didn't make much movement, and he was shot through the center of his eyebrows by a little sword light, and the Yuan Shen was annihilated.

Monsters? Monsters? What kind of place is this? How can there be monsters? How can monsters, such things as monsters in ranger novels, appear in reality?

The young man was completely stunned by the scene in front of him that subverted common sense.

The man in white over there seemed to have done something insignificant, and he turned his head to the rich and noble prince without any concern and said, "Di Yunting, I need you to give me an explanation for this matter." ”

The rich prince was originally about to question him before he could make a rash move without waiting for the investigation to be clear, but he replied after a while: "Mo Qinghong, you are mistaken, if I remember correctly, this Shuobei land is my territory, what do I need to explain to you?" He had long heard that Mo Qinghong was arrogant and unreasonable, but he really didn't expect that his first sentence would be so unpleasant, and he was almost deceived by the appearance of others.

It is true that Shuobei is far away from the central government and has been under the control of the grasslands and Arctic ice fields for a long time, but since ancient times, Shuobei has been the territory of the Central Dynasty.

"Great Qian, Central Dynasty?" Mo Qinghong laughed, his face full of disdain. Di Yunting was displeased, pretending not to see the contempt in the other party's eyes, but he listened to the former continue: "You don't even manage your own territory well, shouldn't you review it?"

Di Yunting almost didn't hold it, but fortunately, so many years of qi cultivation kung fu were not practiced in vain, and he said nonchalantly: "This is my Daqian's business, and if I want to make an edict against myself, I am also the subject of Daqian, and it has nothing to do with the prairie and the Arctic ice field, right?"

"Nothing to do?" Mo Qinghong's tone sank: "The monsters of Jiuli have all run to the north, do you say it matters?"

Jiuli is in the extreme west, and the monsters there actually ran across the Central Dynasty to the east, and Di Yunting is indeed at a loss, but the current Central Dynasty is no longer than it was at the beginning, and he can only be restrained in many places, unable to control it, and he has no choice.

Mo Qinghong naturally knew this, so he didn't expect Di Yunting to say anything, so he sneered and left.

Watching him leave, a square-faced man turned out behind Di Yunting, nine feet tall, burly and strong, and his facial features were as deep as an axe and a knife.

"What do you think?" Di Yunting asked casually, putting away his frustration with the current situation of the Central Dynasty.

"The wind and snow sword is worthy of its name. The square-faced man replied with a serious expression.

"How does it compare to you?" Di Yunting turned his head to look at the square-faced man, his expression equally serious.

The square-faced man didn't seem to be used to laughing, so he just curled the corners of his mouth and said confidently: "There is a form and a appearance, I should be able to fight and win." ”

"Very good. Di Yunting knew very well that the square-faced man was not a person who liked to talk big, he said that if he could win, he would definitely win, so he praised sincerely, and changed the topic: "Actually, it is just incidental to observe the demeanor of the Ice City Lord, we came out this time mainly to visit the Duke of Zhenguo and invite him to return to the court." ”

"Zhenguo Gong?" The square-faced man showed surprise for the first time: "His old man has been in hiding from the world for nearly a hundred years, and he has been an emperor for two generations, so it is impossible for him to make a rash move just because of a visit, right?"

Immediately, he glanced at Di Yunting, who was smiling, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and his expression calmed down again. Going to see Zhenguo Gong is just a passing scene, Zhen Guogong is a veteran of the five dynasties, protégés and former officials are all over the court and the opposition, and once a sword town, forcing Siyi to surrender, and there are countless worshippers. If you can think of him for the first time in these turbulent years, you will immediately gain the favor of his invisible forces. Therefore, this trip is not about whether or not he can be invited out of the mountain, but about expressing his attitude to all the subjects of the Great Qian. If you can get a word of support from him at will, you can get countless benefits immediately.

Seeing the square-faced man's pensive look, Di Yunting couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "You think too much, my purpose is very simple. ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the square-faced man to ask, but turned to look at the young man who was standing in the hall. Looking at his tattered clothes and his face, he suddenly sighed: "My great cadres and people have fallen to this, and the court is immoral." ”

This sigh was sincere, and there was a sense of abruptness that was difficult to achieve, but the next moment these feelings were gone, replaced by an indescribable firmness.

Di Yunting put down a bag of dry food and broken silver and turned to leave, the square-faced man who was still in doubt watched Di Yunting's movements, a trace of strange color flashed in his eyes, like fanaticism and firmness, and followed him away.