The thin monk had already walked to the carriage at this moment, and seeing that Ling Xue was still standing in place, he couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter, Miss Ling?"

As the thin monk's words fell, as if spring was coming and everything was recovering, the biting cold quietly disappeared, as if everything was an illusion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, Ling Xue firmly believes that this must not be an illusion.

A cultivator who had cultivated to her level would definitely not have such a cold feeling unless it was because the environment was too harsh.

There must be something wrong with this.

Her starry eyes were sharp, and she had scanned every inch and corner of the Dragon Vein Tower at this moment, but she couldn't find anything other than the white and flawless snow.

At this moment, the Dragon Vein Tower was deserted, and there was no trace of any other monks except for the six of them.

The most was the white dragon horse in front of the driver's seat, which was chirping restlessly.

"It's okay, let's go quickly. ”

Taking a deep breath, Ling Xue really couldn't figure out where the crisis was, although this killing machine was so deadly, so deadly that she couldn't help but wonder if this crisis would be even more terrifying than the crisis of Huabao Club.

Unpretentious, not earth-shattering.

Such a crisis is the most frightening.

After getting into the carriage with Zhu Ningxuan, this feeling completely disappeared.

The carriage traveled hundreds of miles, and nothing happened.

The only thing that has changed is the number of people outside the window, which has gradually become more numerous.

It's about to enter the heart of the royal city from the outskirts.

"Maybe I'm too nervous, not only are the grass and trees all the soldiers, but also the bow and the snake shadow. ”

Looking at the snowy scene in the cold winter outside the window, Ling Xue said secretly.

This state is not good.

Ling Xue had already decided that before leaving, she must find a way to adjust her state, otherwise if she went to Huabao Club in this state, she would probably only lose her life.

......

In the center of the Intramuros, in an inn that has some history, a young monk walks down the stairs.

I saw that he was dignified, with a pair of eyes occasionally sharp, and a pair of thick eyebrows like paint.

The white robe is flying, and at first glance he is a reader who reads poetry and books, but he does not have the pedantic sour spirit of a reader at all, on the contrary, he seems to have a kind of spirit that is very human.

"Yifan Daoyou, are you leaving, don't stay for a few more days?"

Young and beautiful, the proprietress who was not inferior to any Oiran with red sleeves looked at the scholar, and hurriedly stopped the movements in her hand and greeted.

This white-robed monk heard that his name was Chen Yifan, and he was a monk from other places, but he was extremely funny, not only generous, but also full of poetry and books. No matter what aspect you have to say, if he wants to answer, he can talk to you very happily, and make you feel like you are meeting late.

The proprietress is actually not the watery Yang Hua person, on the contrary, she is still the serious lady, but this time when she saw this scholar, she couldn't help but feel a little spring, and after a few days of contact, she was more and more deeply attracted by him.

Although he was only a cultivator in the early stage of the God Refining Realm, he gave people a very safe and reliable feeling, and he had a very attractive temperament on his body.

It's just that the proprietress is about to sink into the mud before she understands what kind of temperament this is.

Chen Yifan said: "Yes, I have to go to Chunyang City to do something next, and now I just go there, if it is late, I am afraid that I will miss the time." ”

The proprietress looked a little sullen and asked unwillingly, "Not for another night?"

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Chen Yifan with burning eyes.

Facing the eyes of the proprietress, Chen Yifan naturally understood what she meant, but he was really in a hurry, and he didn't seem to have the idea of wanting to be a partner for any woman, so he said, "No." ”

The voice is not loud, and it even has the unique elegant temperament of a scholar, but it sounds categorical to the proprietress and there is no room for maneuver.

But even if he refused, the proprietress felt very special, as if his every move was with a strange attraction.

"If you come back to Li next time, remember to come...... I should have been there all the time. The proprietress whispered.

Chen Yifan nodded lightly and went out.

......

Ryoma slowly entered the city, and there was a burst of tapping sounds, the sound was amazing, and everyone knew that it was the real prince and nobleman sitting in the carriage at a glance.

Because around this carriage, there are four Wang Realm masters guarding the four corners of the front, back, left and right.

In the Wei Chi family, there seems to be no one who can be treated like this.

At this moment, the sun is blazing, but it can't melt the thousand-year-old snow on the ground, let alone the snowflakes that fly in the air at any time.

This point, in the royal city, is the most overcrowded.

The sea of people is vast and heavily guarded.

The girl in the red dress in the car was looking at the scenery outside the window, seeing the crowded Wang Cheng at the moment, and the soldiers who were ready to act at any time, her heart that had always been uneasy and beating, and finally felt a little relieved.

The crowd outside the car, many people were paying attention to this extraordinary carriage.

No one recognized what breed this dragon horse was, but it didn't matter, because at the moment the car was so luxurious that it was enough for everyone to understand that it must be a princess, and it was probably a princess who had fallen over the city.

Many of the guards noticed the carriage and immediately became solemn, and they exchanged glances with each other, and some of the almost ordinary guards gave up their duties and followed the carriage into the royal city.

This scene was seen by everyone, and it set off earth-shattering waves in their hearts.

I'm afraid that King Li's own daughter is traveling by royal car, and there is no such momentum in battle, not to mention that King Li has no daughter at all.

It is even more impossible for other princes, nobles and sect forces to be powerful, because in the royal city, the Yuchi family is the largest, and if it far surpasses the royal family in terms of the scale of the honor guard, it is the biggest Ji Yue and disrespectful.

No one thought that the peerless woman who had entered the palace with Yu Chifeng before, in their opinion, that woman must not be qualified.

At this moment, Chen Yifan also happened to leave the door of the inn, looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes flashing with a little surprise.

Obviously, he was also curious about who the woman in the carriage was.

What kind of woman can enjoy such treatment in the royal city?

Gradually, the people moved out of the way, and the carriage walked slowly along the road where the crowd parted.

The snowflakes of winter, gradually falling, fell on the carriage.

Chen Yifan was suddenly slightly stunned, touched the snowflakes that had just melted on his cheeks, and felt the rapidly changing temperature inside.

"Strange...... Why do you feel a little cold? ”

(Thank you for the cuteness of the night, today's ghost burst the liver, this is today's last chapter, Chapter 7!) (To be continued.) )