That sword really consumed too much of Wang Chan's energy, he picked up the blood Bodhi on the ground and didn't dare to stay longer, and walked straight to the depths of the forest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the following days, Wang Chan has been healing, comprehending the sword intent, and treating Luoluo.

After taking the Divine Soul Grass, Luoluo still hasn't woken up. It's impossible not to be disappointed, but it's not because of wasting an elixir that can warm the eyebrows and hearts, but because she still hasn't been able to wake her up.

In this way, Wang Chan ushered in his seventh crossing in the silent and uninhabited mountains.

A soul-grabbing light suddenly appeared in the sky, and this light continued to disperse and reorganize, and finally formed seven words, the amorous swordsman ruthless sword.

The bronze door slowly opened, and as soon as Wang Chan stepped in, it was a new world.

The cold wind is like a knife, and the snow is flying for thousands of miles.

Wang Chan found himself in a vast snowfield, but fortunately he saw the smoke rising in the distance, where the crowd gathered.

Wang Chan followed the smoke to the town and entered the only inn in the town.

The inn in the town is not big, and when it is full of travelers who are blocked by the wind and snow, it is extremely crowded and lively.

In the courtyard were a dozen empty dart carts covered with straw mats, which were also covered with snow, and under the eaves on the east side, a sauce-colored dart flag with gold trim was obliquely inserted, which was so blown by the wind that it was almost impossible to distinguish whether it was a tiger or a lion embroidered with gold thread.

In the restaurant in front of the inn, from time to time, big men wearing sheepskin jackets came in and out, and some drank a few glasses of wine, and deliberately opened their clothes to show that they were not afraid of the cold.

The whole inn is full of the taste of rivers and lakes.

Or rather, it's a river and lake.

Wang Chan smiled, walked in, found a table in the corner of the hall, asked for a pot of wine, and drank it slowly. Drinking spirits in the cold winter is another kind of life enjoyment.

At this time, three people suddenly walked into the restaurant through a door behind the inn, and the three of them spoke loudly, talking about those "knife heads licking blood" tricks, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were the big dart heads of the "Golden Lion Dart Game".

Among them, the fat man with a purple face is Zhuge Lei, who is known as the "Rapid Wind Sword" in the rivers and lakes, and the other two are also the famous dart heads of the "Golden Lion Dart Game".

But only the weak need a loud voice to hide the cowardice in his heart.

The thick cotton curtain outside the door was suddenly swept up by the wind, and two more people walked in from outside.

At first, the young brother obviously recognized the fat man with a purple face, but he didn't seem to want to be recognized by the other party, so he lowered his head and walked straight towards Wang Chan's table, and there was only one empty seat in the entire hall.

Fortunately, after Zhuge Lei arrived in this town, he didn't look at anyone at all, and they soon asked for wine and food, and began to eat and drink. Didn't even notice the guy coming in from outside.

There are few things in this world that money can't solve, but there are some exceptions.

Li Xunhuan just knew that this was the case in front of him, he raised his hand slightly to stop what Tie Chuanjia wanted to do, and said, "This friend, can I sit and have a glass of wine?"

Wang Chan didn't reply, raised the wine glass in his hand, and drank it all.

People who love wine can understand this action, Li Xunhuan not only loves wine, but can also be said to be addicted to alcohol, so he understands it.

Wang Chan raised his eyes to look at this martial arts legend.

At this time, he was no longer young.

The corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles, and every wrinkle was filled with the sorrows and misfortunes of his life, but his eyes were young.

These are strange eyes, as if they were turquoise, like willow branches blown by the spring breeze, gentle and flexible, and like the sea water under the summer sun, full of pleasant vitality.

Even Wang Chan had to admit that he was an attractive man.

At this time, there was a sudden change in the Golden Lion Dart Game on the other side, and the husband was not guilty, but what Zhuge Lei didn't expect was that he would have to pay the price for his blows so soon. Zhuge Lei's hand holding the wine glass was trembling, except for him, the other two people in the Golden Lion Dart Bureau were afraid that they would never be able to drink again.

The killers were two swordsmen in scarlet cloaks, the Bloody Snake.

No one in the inn dared to bother with this matter.

Even the Tie Chuanjia behind Li Xunhuan couldn't help frowning, because even the **** friends in the Yellow River area in recent years knew that the **** friends in the Yellow River area in recent years were really few people who could be on top of this "blue blood double snake", and I heard that the red cloak they wore was dyed with blood.

Although Wang Chan didn't know this "Blue Blood Twin Snakes", he was sure that they must have done more bad things than the people in the rivers and lakes had heard. Because nine out of ten people who really know what the bad guys have done have their heads moved.

The Golden Lion Dart Bureau, now only Zhuge Lei is left, although he is known as the Wind and Thunder Sword, but he can neither summon the wind nor attract the thunder.

In order to save his life, a big dart head actually crawled on the ground and crawled around the table like a dog.

Li Xunhuan couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, and muttered: "It turns out that this person's temper has changed, no wonder he can live until now." ”

"At least he's alive. Wang Chan chuckled.

The two of them spoke very quietly, but the eyes of the black and white snakes had already glared at them together, but Li Xunhuan didn't seem to see it, he was still carving his portrait, and Wang Chan was still drinking his wine.

Seeing this, the white snake smiled sympathetically and said, "It turns out that there are still masters here, and my brother almost lost his eyes." ”

The black snake sneered: "This burden is something that people are willing to give us, as long as someone has faster swordsmanship than my brother, my brother is also willing to give this burden with both hands." ”

The white snake's hand shook, and there was a soft sword like a poisonous snake in his palm, but the sword light was as dazzling as a white rainbow, he flashed his sword in the wind, and said proudly: "As long as there is a sword faster than my brother, my brother will not only give him this burden, but also give him his head!"

Their eyes were fixed on Wang Chan's face like a poisonous snake, and Wang Chan was unaware, took a sip of wine, and chuckled.

"It's a pity that I don't want this burden, nor your head. ”

But Wang Chan doesn't want it, it doesn't mean that others don't want it either.

"How many taels of silver is your head worth?" suddenly someone outside the door said loudly.

When this voice sounded, Wang Chan could clearly perceive that Li Xunhuan's melancholy mood beside him suddenly became clear.

Wang Chan raised his head, and a young man walked in from outside the house.

The boy had obviously just come out of the snow, and his clothes had not yet dried, and some of them had even formed ice chips, but his body was still straight, as straight as a javelin.

The cotton curtain was lifted, and the cold wind blew into the inn, which made people shiver involuntarily.

Seeing this person, the corners of Wang Chan's mouth also showed a smile. (To be continued.) )