At the border of Xiliang, heavy snow is flying, and the dense snow seems to bury the entire Xiliang. The flying snowflakes and the inaccessible Xiliang realm, all the anger has dissipated in this year.

In the thirteenth year of Chenghua, there was heavy snow in the west, and it was rare to see heavy snow in a hundred years. It snowed heavily for half a month, and after the snow stopped, the sun still did not clear. In April of the thirteenth year of Chenghua, the entire territory of Xiliang is colder than autumn and winter. The snow was so heavy that it reached the waist of an adult, and if the children and teenagers who had not yet reached the crown came out, they would be buried in the snow white.

This also leads to the fact that since all the people of Xiliang migrated out of Xiliang last autumn, they have not been able to walk home in the spring of this year. Fortunately, the territory of Xiliang is already desolate, and there is no trace of cultivated land, so there is no need to consider the problem of people's livelihood. Except for the towering poplars and pines, there are no other colors to be seen.

There are mountains full of snow everywhere, which makes people can't help but panic when they see it, except for one place, Xiliangwu Emperor City.

The Yueban Lake in the city of Emperor Wu of Xiliang is still a rare clear water, and even the willows by the lake are green and warm, not to mention the various mainland traffic in the city, it is a pity that there are no chickens and dogs. Like Xiliang, Emperor Wu's city is also desolate, desolate to a large city, with less than a hundred people.

"Alas, hasn't the snow melted outside? It looks like I'll have to wait a month to eat Uncle Gen's authentic sour noodle soup, really!" On a low wooden stake on the shore of Yuebanhu Lake, there sat a young man about ten years old, dressed in splendid clothes, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, white and tender skin, which seemed to have a good family background, but on the bare arms, one by one red marks were shocking!

The second son of Wu Mu, the first son of Kyushu, the son of Feng Yan, Ye Wen. In the thirteenth year of Chenghua, he was still a melancholy teenager who couldn't eat authentic sour noodle soup.

Ye Wen carried a long sword with a deep aura on his back, the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword. The little child carried a three-foot long sword on his back, which made people feel ridiculous no matter how they looked at it. Wu Mu's wife, Xu Qing, is guarding the westernmost part of Xiliang to prevent the cannibal aliens from the 100,000 mountains from rushing into Kyushu, although the territory of Xiliang is rarely populated, but this kind of thing is always prevented first.

Thinking of this, the little Ye Wen rolled down his rolled up sleeves, covered the red marks on his white and tender arms, and turned around and walked towards Xingluo Pavilion. Unconsciously, he has been developed into such a habit, and even his body has become accustomed to it, even if he can't cultivate internal breath, but when the time comes, even if no one urges him, he will go to Xingluo Pavilion to study those classics.

Ye Wen was stunned and put down the thread-bound book in his hand, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the red mark on his arm that had not dissipated for a long time. Even if she is a mentally mature traverser, in some cases, she can't explode when she is beaten, let alone fight back, because she is her mother.

In an instant, Ye Wen muttered a little dissatisfied, and was very puzzled that Mrs. Wu Mu, who was known as the first female land sword immortal, her cheap mother-in-law, would actually have menopause, obviously she could play how she wanted to play before, where was it like now, a millet grain was planted in her heart for some reason, and she had to carry the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword all the time, and she couldn't even leave it when she slept and ate, and the result of it was her pair of arms that looked very pitiful. What do you say to gradually communicate with the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword, to learn to use it, obviously I don't have a cultivation breath.

Could it be that people who practice martial arts develop quickly, and menopause also comes quickly? Ye Wen couldn't help but secretly slander his mother.

That is, she went to the border, and after leaving Emperor Wu City, she was able to go to the shore of Yuebanhu Lake to rest for a while, even if it was an adult's mind, she would be lazy and tired. Especially if you have been lazy for several years, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, even if you are an inspirational man, you will be abolished!

Mother went to the Xiliang border and took her four great sword attendants, but she didn't bring her seven-star Longyuan sword, it seems that the idea of passing on her land sword immortal mantle to herself is very firm. The boss has also been transferred out, but the boss is more sensible, and it's not good to leave these troublesome things to the boss? And Brother Chong! Okay, help me share some of the burden!

In the entire Martial Emperor City, there are not many people after the heavy snow covers the mountain, Ye Wen really wants to find someone to help but can't find it, Xu Banjiao said that he can't help, as for the others, it seems that some decisions of Wu Mu and Mrs. Wu Mu make them not very satisfied, so they still don't want to go for trouble.

As for his father, Wu Mu Yebin, forget it, don't bother him, the whole pedantic stubborn scholar. But today it seems that there is a little of his hair, and he is a big commander in Longdu, it seems that the stubborn scholar also knows that it has been changed, and he will exchange feelings with the hair and pave the way!

Forget it, I finally found a busy time to talk to Xu Banjiao, presumably he has been lonely for a long time!

As the number one strategist of Wu Mu Yebin, the vassal king of the Western Liangwu Emperor City, Xu Banjiao's mansion is very small, with a simple courtyard structure, the main house is opposite the door, and the left and right sides are his study and utility room. This old miser picks at others, and he is not very soft on himself, just this house, it was all Mrs. Wu Mu's good talk, or maybe this Xiliang's number one strategist dares to set up a tent to sleep.

Sure enough, Ye Wen saw the "treacherous" third brother Ye Chong here. However, Ye Chong's appearance at this time is very wrong, and Xu Banjiao is also very weird, Xu Banjiao, who is definitely a strict teacher on weekdays, looks relieved at this moment, as if he will explain the aftermath again, and the next moment he will ascend to heaven, no, it is to hell!

Ye Wen shook his head with a feeling, feeling that it was snowing heavily, and the people in the entire Xiliang Martial Emperor City seemed to be quite right.

"Yo, what are you masters and apprentices talking about? What you said is so moving, say it, let me be happy!" Ye Wen walked in the door. It may be the reason why modern people have crossed over, he has never been like a son of the world, especially in front of these two people.

"I'm saying, after I die, remember to bury me on the westernmost low hillside of Xiliang, it doesn't need to be too high, I can look back and see Xiliang and even Kyushu, and I can open my eyes to see the 100,000 mountains in the west. Xu Banjiao said coldly, this time when he saw Ye Wen coming, he didn't wave his hand to let Ye Chong leave.

"It seems that you are really old, you started thinking about these things so early, did you eat too much, or did you eat too much!" Ye Wen was stunned, and then said indifferently, the right to be Xu Banbox's literary and artistic disease.

"That's right, it is estimated that Ye Chong can't do it, then please leave it to you, if it's you, it should be possible!" Xu Banqiao said this to Ye Wen rarely, his eyes were full of seriousness, looking at Ye Wen, full of reluctance.

Ye Wen looked at Xu Banjiao, who was full of seriousness, in astonishment, and didn't know what to say, so he could only nod and say at a loss, "Well, well, maybe." ”

After a while, Ye Wen came back to his senses, "Isn't it too early to talk about this now?"

"It's not early, it's not early. If I don't die, how can Song Zhizhi rest assured that they can't rest assured? If we don't die, how can they rest assured of you!" Xu Banqiao muttered something that Ye Wen didn't understand, and put on a sword shirt as he spoke, and went back to his room, Ye Wen and Ye Chong understood that Xu Banqiao was tired and needed to rest, and this was the signal for the two to leave on weekdays.

Out of Xu Banjiao's mansion, it was getting late, thinking that there were guests at home, Ye Wen thought that he could be regarded as a member of Wumu Mansion, he always had to show his face, and returned to Wumu Mansion.

Even if it was Emperor Wu City, in April of the thirteenth year of Chenghua, it was also very cold, Ye Wense shrank and returned to Wumu Mansion. There are very few people in Wumu Mansion, and there are basically no servants and maidservants.

Presumably, even if there were guests, his father would only warm two pots of green ant wine, a specialty of Xiliang, to entertain him, knowing that after his mother went to the border, he had already eaten six full meals of white water noodles.

The moonlight is cold, Ye Wen and Ye Chong are walking on the familiar road, Ye Bin's most stubborn point is that he is extraordinarily economical, and he doesn't light the lights if he can, so at night, where the lights are on, there must be a place where there are people.

There is only one place to light up in Wumu Mansion tonight, and what surprised Ye Wen was that it turned out to be a martial arts arena, and the two so-called Fa Xiao couldn't drink and drink, and the atmosphere was fighting!

When he came to the martial arts arena in Wumu Mansion, Ye Wen was stunned, where is this scene of friends meeting!

The two pots of green ant wine in the middle of the martial arts arena were still steaming, but the two of them stood apart, far away. The person who was silently dressed in black on one side should be Luo Huchen, the commander of the dark-clothed guard under his father, so who is that on the other side? Is it the gentle and elegant Wu Mu Yebin on his usual days?

Behind the figure of the Xuanyi was a short blade with a unique shape, and the aura like a fierce beast gushed out vigorously, and the whole piece swelled up, as if a beast was about to wreak havoc, as if an ancient beast would come out of his body in the next moment.

The waves of qi visible to the naked eye centered on the figure of Xuanyi, quickly spreading outward, and the strong wind came to his face, accompanied by the feeling that the bones in his body seemed to be shattered, Ye Wen fainted.

When he woke up again, Ye Wen found that he had arrived in the underground secret room of Wumu Mansion, and there were several bronze coffins placed in the secret room behind him. In front of Ye Wen, Wu Mu Ye Bin was half-kneeling on the ground, his long hair covered his face and his face could not be seen clearly, while Ye Chong was hiding in the corner and was timid.

"Chunfeng, help my father!" Ye Bin's voice changed, as if it was mixed with a roaring roar and a tired hoarseness.

Hey, what's going on? Why is his eyeball changing, he doesn't have any whites, black holes, help, help?

"Kill me, kill me. If it's you, you should be able to do it, take your mother, live well, kill me, if it's you, you should be able to do it. ”

Alas, what's wrong with me, killing you? killing my own father? What are you kidding, are these tears? It's so uncomfortable, is this what it feels like to cry?

If it's Chunfeng, it should be able to do it.

Ah, if it were mine, it would be possible.

In Ye Chong's frightened eyes, Ye Wen stood up. From this night, Ye Wen embarked on the road where it all began.