Not far in front of our carriage parking was a white-clothed swordsman, who seemed to be a disciple of the Great Snow Mountain, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, his face expressionless but there seemed to be a little smile in his eyes. The complexion is slightly dark, although a face is good-looking, but it is different from Murong Bai and his brother's delicacy, there is a fierce feeling, and the hair is draped over the shoulders, and it is a little flowing. Seeing that we all got out of the car, the man put down his hands and walked over, and said enthusiastically: "Are you dandy Miss Ye and Miss Qin?

------ leaves fall into the city

4.6 Leaf Fall City

After saying goodbye to the uncle at the dog meat restaurant, we hit the road and headed straight for the end of our trip, Daxue Mountain. In this cold north, on the snow-capped mountains all year round, there is one of the most powerful and mysterious sects in the entire continent, the Snow Mountain Sect. The journey was only about one day, and we set off after getting up after a good night's sleep in Xueyue Town, and the next day before dark, we arrived at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain. Brother gave the coachman a lot of wages, and told him to wait for the news at the foot of the snowy mountain, if there is no bad news, we will also make his car back to Jiangnan, and the coachman's uncle is also happy to agree. got out of the car and asked my brother how to find the way up the mountain in this vast mountain, and my brother said: "It's the first time I've come, I don't know, you can find the footprints nearby and follow the footprints...... But it looks like someone led us up the mountain. ”

It turned out that not far in front of the parking of our carriage stood a white-clothed swordsman, who seemed to be a disciple of the Great Snow Mountain, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, his face expressionless but there seemed to be a smile in his eyes. The complexion is slightly dark, although a face is good-looking, but it is different from Murong Bai and his brother's delicacy, there is a fierce feeling, and the hair is draped over the shoulders, and it is a little flowing. Seeing that we all got out of the car, the man put down his hands and walked over, and said enthusiastically: "Are you dandy Miss Ye and Miss Qin?

Sister Xiaoyue and I hurriedly smiled and nodded in return.

Brother asked, "This benevolent brother is polite......! Dan Chenzi?"

"It's in the next, how did Brother Hua know?"

"Although we are young, we are fortunate to be the heads of a faction, Qingming Xiaozhu and Xiaoyue's Zoroastrian names are not small, your faction either does not come, if you come to receive people, it must also be a figure of some weight. Judging by Your Excellency's age, it seems that he is a few years older than Changkong Wuji, who holds the green sword, so the younger brother dares to guess that this benevolent brother is Dan Chenzi, the leader of the young generation of this Snow Mountain Sect. ”

"It's down there. On behalf of the Snow Mountain Sect, Danchenzi greeted several distinguished guests here and thanked them for coming. ”

"In the face of the great enemy of the demon race, everyone should be united, this is the time when honor and disgrace are shared, life and death are connected, Dan... Your Excellency, why should you be polite. Sister Xiaoyue said.

"Just call me Danchenzi, three of you, please follow me up the mountain. ”

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When he went up the mountain, he met the old man again, Murong Bai led a few seniors of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and more than a dozen young disciples, who had already arrived here. When I saw Murong Bai, I felt a little cordial, the things we experienced together last year, and the things I went back to his hometown to eat at Murong Villa came back to my mind. Murong Bai was born with a taste that made people feel close. Not lust, but a feeling of dependability, trustworthiness like a loved one. But if I hadn't had a brother, I guess I would have had a crush on Murong Bai like Ji Rong who was pestering him.

There are also a lot of people from other sects, and it seems that those who have come to help on the Great Snow Mountain are the last wave. Brother has been unhurried on the road, it's boring to say it's early, and it's the fourth day of June here.

When we arrived at the mountain, we immediately went to meet the head of the Snow Mountain, --- Baimei. Although my brother and Sister Xiaoyue are now the heads of the four major factions on the same level as Daxue Mountain, we still gave the gift of the younger ones when we saw this only surviving senior. Bai Mei was very happy. Politely paraphrased something such as "The afterlife is terrible, the endless waves on the endless sea, there are always the back waves beating the front waves." words. We went back to rest.

Three years ago, we were not mentally prepared for the mysterious death of Master Guyue of Qingming Xiaozhu in the City of Autumn City, and on the same day two years ago, Master Xi Xi of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion in the City of Spring Water died mysteriously, making us begin to realize that this was a conspiracy. Because he didn't know who his next target would be, a year ago, Murong Bai and his brother went to the Great Snow Mountain in the Winter Snow City and the Zoroastrian Sect in the Summer Fire City respectively. Murong went for nothing, and my brother and Sister Xiaoyue and I were attacked by the demons. Now we finally know that the demons may be very hidden deep in our land. Even the lover of Zoroastrian sect leader Qin Xianglin, Jin Xiangyu of the Dragon Gate Inn, may be a member of the demon clan, who would dare to say that his sect has definitely not been infiltrated by the demon clan. Three years have passed, and the three-outfit unsolved case, no, we who are Zoroastrian have witnessed it with our own eyes, and the three-outfit tragedy has united people from all factions of martial arts to gather in this snow-capped snow-capped mountain. Will the demons really come? There are still two days. Thinking of the three dead signatures that Mr. Jiang had calculated, my heart was cold and unspeakable. The climate on the snowy mountains is cold, and there is snow all year round, but standing in the midst of this wind and snow, I can only feel the coldness in my heart. What is the fate that awaits us? Will the demons really come? Will my brother die? Will I die with my brother? What can I do for my brother? The day after tomorrow, on the sixth day of the sixth month of June, everything should be clear, right?

Yes, it should come, and it will definitely come back. No one can stop the wheel of fate, maybe my brother can change all this, maybe not. What we all thought would happen on the sixth day of the sixth month of June, it happened on the fifth day of the next day. On this day, there was a river of blood on the snowy mountain. The blood that flowed out of it flowed into the snow and quickly froze into ice. On that day, almost all the sky on the snowy mountains was dyed red. There are only two colors left in the entire snow-capped mountain: white snow and red blood. Blood-colored pain, snow-colored despair.