When Ximen Jing woke up, he only felt that his head hurt, his neck was cold, his body was wet and uncomfortable, and he thought he was injured, so he reached out and took out a half-melted snowball from his collar.

When I opened my eyes, the objects in front of my eyes were still ghosted, and my head was spinning for a while, so it seemed that the coma had not been long and the drunken spirit had not passed. There was another chill in his neck, and he couldn't help but shiver all over, only to find that there was a girl with a big mouth sitting next to her, who was stuffing snowballs into her neck.

Who is this girl? Ximen Jing, who was drunk, couldn't see her appearance clearly, but felt that the mouth on her face was surprisingly big, to be precise, her lips were so swollen that they were particularly conspicuous, and they were out of proportion to the other organs on her face.

A snowball smashed on Ximen Jing's forehead, which happened to hit the injury, and the pain made him sit up suddenly. The big-mouthed girl was startled, and immediately scolded: "Bastards, finally woke up, come and help me save them!"

This voice is obviously from the little hot girl, but I haven't seen it for a while, why is her mouth swollen?

"Oh, it hurts, is your mouth swollen?"

The little hot girl said angrily: "Let the dog bite, get out and save people, they have been unconscious, and they have been in a coma, and they have ...... in vain when they pinch people and stuff snowballs."

"Dog, where did you come from?" Ximen Jing held a large handful of snow and rubbed his face vigorously, the cold of the needle into the bone made his mind regain his consciousness, and he instantly understood that the lips of the little hot girl were swelled by a fierce gnaw just now, which is not uncommon for men and women in love to happen often, especially the delicate lips during the first kiss can not withstand the enthusiasm like fire, and the cold water compress can return to normal in a few days.

The two pot heads and several of them lay on the ground, except for Wu Cong, who had a talisman on his head, and the rest of them were all fascinated by Luo Mingjun's use of drugs. Ximen Jing was busy for a while, using aura to open up their minds and remove impurities, refresh their minds, and finally woke up.

Erguotou washed his face with snow, and asked, "Where are they?"

Ximen Jing shrugged his shoulders and said, "One died, and two ran away." ”

They picked up the pistols scattered on the ground, and Erguotou looked down at the weapons and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Over there!" Ximen Jing stretched out his hand and pointed in all directions, at that time he was dizzy, and he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south.

Erguotou was speechless for a while, this mountain, not to mention a few of them, even if a full weaver was pulled in, he might not be able to search it thoroughly. But he couldn't help but chase, and immediately said: "One group, to the east, the second group to the north, the third group and I to the south, quickly search along the mountain road, and return to the village after dawn to gather." ”

He turned his head to Wu Cong and said, "Old squad leader, the vigilance in the village, you have to worry about it for the time being. With that, he chased after him.

In the mountains and forests at night, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and three men ran by quickly. A moment later, in a ravine on the side of the road, an old and weak voice came out: "Xiaocheng, they, have they gone far?"

"Let's go, let's go, Master, I'll help you out. ”

Xiaocheng dragged Yang Zhong from the ravine, dragging out a blood gourd-like Yangzhong, he was secretly glad in his heart, if it wasn't for the secret medicine to cover the bloody qi, he would have been discovered by the pursuers a long time ago.

"Xiaocheng, let's go in a different direction, be careful that they go and return. Yang Zhong's arm was simply bandaged, but there was still blood oozing out, and the excessive blood loss made him very weak, and he spoke intermittently.

Xiaocheng put Yang Zhong on the edge of the ditch and said softly: "Master, it is necessary to change direction, but I ......"

His voice became smaller and quieter, and finally he was almost silent, Yang Zhong felt weird and turned his head to look, and a cold light came into view. The next moment, Yang Zhong's head fell into Xiaocheng's hands, he carried his head full of gray hair, put his head in front of him, and said, "Master, but I didn't plan to bring your whole body back, it's a lot easier to bring your head with me!"

"What era is it now, what kind of apprenticeship is it to make money, it's outdated!" Xiaocheng leaned down, and a few swords picked up Yang Zhong's rotten coat, revealing a sleeveless vest like snakeskin, he shook his head and said: "The treasures of the natal immortal and the bone needle are all lost in your hands, and this snake armor is left, you are a complete loser, and the earth immortal gate will still rely on ......me in the future."

He took off the invulnerable snake armor in three or two times, put it on himself, carried Yang Zhong's dead head, burrowed into the woods, and disappeared into the night.

Not far from the small temple, on the small peak, the old man in white, who had just vomited blood, took out a white handkerchief from the sleeve of his robe, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly stood up with a black wooden staff more than three feet long.

Looking down from this peak, the village, the small temple, the woods, including the large courtyard of the Zhao family, are all in full view.

The old man standing on the edge of the cliff closed his eyes for a moment, opened his eyes suddenly, and poked the wooden staff in his hand into the snow. Suddenly, a storm broke out in the snow with the cane as the center, and the snow flew in waves, like a circle of ripples on the flat ground, spreading in all directions.

Snowflakes flew in the air, and the old man braved the wind and snow as if he did not touch the ground, and went down the mountain. More and more snow was driven, turning into a turbulent torrent, rushing down from a height of several hundred meters, looking from a distance, it looked like a hundred zhang snow dragon swaying into the sky, and the trees and rocks along the way were swallowed in the blink of an eye.

In the woods, in front of the small temple, Ximen Jing laughed and ran wildly, and the drunken spirit had not passed, and he was still faltering. A snowball flew and hit him in the back of the neck. The little hot girl held two snowballs in her hands, chasing and throwing them: "You still say, you still say, the master and you will not stop without blood." ”

"It can really be cured, this official has superb medical skills, and the disease is eliminated, don't beat the girl, and then beat me back." ”

After Erguotou led the team away, Wu Cong had already returned to the Zhao family's compound first, and asked Ximen Jing to escort the little hot girl back.

Ximen Jing wanted to get back the Huaimu statue and those bone attachment needles, so he went to the small temple first. When I entered the door, I saw where Luo Mingjun's body was, there was only a Hanfu with a wide robe and big sleeves on the ground, and the severed head had become a broken gourd the size of a human head.

Fortunately, the bone needle box and the statue were still wrapped in clothes, and when he picked up these things, Ximen Jing kicked the gourd, and thought to himself, could this old guy be a gourd spirit?

Walking out of the small temple full of doubts, I saw the little hot girl rubbing her lips. Ximen Jing said that he could help her heal her injuries, which led to a never-ending snowball fight. In fact, Ximen Jing was referring to the injury on the mouth, and the little hot girl misunderstood it as an injury suffered during the day.

The two of you chased me and fled, passing through the woods and deserted villages, and seeing the Zhao family's compound close in front of you. Suddenly, Ximen Jing stopped. The little hottie was chasing after him, unable to hold back her steps and bumping her head on his back.

The little hot girl raised her hand and smashed the two snowballs on the back of his head, and said in a fierce voice: "Ximen Jing, from now on, there is no me where there is you, and you can retreat where there is me, otherwise you will look good." ”

Ximen Jing didn't know it, and stood there looking at the Zhao family's compound in the distance and was stunned.

"What's wrong with you? were you beaten stupid?" the little hot girl bent down and grabbed a snow ball, raising her hand to smash it, Ximen Jing turned around suddenly at this time, and the snowball was falling on his face, making a snowflake.

"What the hell is going on, don't scare me, there are enough strange things today!" The little hot girl suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart, and her voice trembled.

Ximen Jing violently raised his legs and ran towards the Zhao family's compound, and at the same time shouted: "Run, the farther the better!"

The little hot girl who didn't know what was going on was stunned for a moment, and ran after her to run home.