The whole peak shook violently, the boulders rolled and peeled off, the smoke and dust were loud, and the rumbling continued. The goose-feathered snow outside the mountain peaks is still drifting, and there is no sign of stopping.

The heavy snow did not invade a peak, not that I didn't want to, but I couldn't, a peak of the mountain stood on the top of the Ming Dynasty, the momentum was soaring, and the violent strong man coerced to spread out with a peak as the axis, and the sky was thorough.

A black eagle falcon soars in the wind and snow, chirping and hissing, like an eyeball that travels thousands of miles, and now this eagle falcon hovers low in the sky, flying around the foot of a mountain.

There is a black horse on the mountain road, gently stepping on the hooves, snorting, the exhaled white breath was immediately torn apart by the wind and snow, and on the black horse sat a tall black robe holding the reins, the black robe enveloped the whole body, a terrifying aura spread around the black robe as the center of the circle, I have never seen the tall black robe man release the shield, and the radius is almost three zhang wind and snow can not be invaded.

The trees are withered, the eagle's eyes are sick, and the snow is light.

The tall black-robed man looked up at the Fa Heaven and Earth on the top of the mountain, stared at it for a long time, and finally lowered his head slightly, and said hoarsely: "The wind and snow are falling harder, how long can it rain this time?!"

No one answers their own questions, and no one listens to their whispers.

Pulling the reins slightly, the black and bright horse was psychic, and instantly understood the meaning of the owner on his back, the horse's hooves sounded, knocking in the snow on the mountain road, one hoof, one pit, one horse and one person, gradually moving away.

The wind and snow fell on the periphery of a peak, and it still did not invade the peak, but it was more violent.

Wind and snow are charming eyes!

............

The Black Dragon Palace, the guest hall.

A handsome man in a long blue cotton robe stood in the snow in the courtyard, next to a brightly painted wooden food box.

The man hunched over, not wearing a coat or hat, let the goose feathers and heavy snow beat down unscrupulously, and the man just quietly looked down at the stone steps, as if he was exhausting the texture and veins.

The man bowed towards the house, of course he would not be untargeted, he knew that there were people inside, and he knew that there was him outside the door, as if he was competing for endurance.

The wind and snow whined, and the courtyard was quiet.

There are many beautiful maids in the guest hall, they dare not enter this courtyard, they know that this small courtyard lives a very strange black robed man, the black robe is gloomy, and the temper is violent, after a peer pays the price of his life, they know that the black robe here must not be disobedient and disturbing, so they have not entered.

But food, clothing, shelter and transportation, eating is not easy to solve, this kind of problem is really helpless among the beautiful maids, when he was dying, a handsome man in green clothes took over his hand, and Wen Yan helped solve it.

The test of the three clans has been more than half a decade now, and the man in Tsing Yi personally serves tea and water every time, which makes a group of beautiful maids very embarrassed, although they are not members of the forbidden clan, but they have been cultivated to serve guests since childhood, not to mention university questions, and they also know a little bit about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so they feel more and more ashamed.

The man in Tsing Yi also laughed and broke the siege, saying that he was used to doing this kind of thing, and if he didn't do it for a day, he felt embarrassed and couldn't do it.

The maids covered their mouths and smiled, swaying, and inevitably slandered in their hearts What nonsense in the book is that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, and the real master of the house, he knows that oil and salt are expensive, of course, this handsome boy in Tsing Yi is not among them, they whisper in private, and it is indispensable to use men as the topic.

No, seeing the man bowing down in the wind and snow, they became more and more annoyed by the words and deeds of the black robe, but they dared not speak angrily, and their pretty faces were suffocated red, and they didn't know whether they were angry or cold.

Looking at each other in pairs, they all saw the worry and unbearability in their eyes, and they wanted to hold an umbrella for the man, so that they would be less affected by the wind and snow, at least they would be comforted.

It's a different thing to think about taking action, so at the corner of the corridor not far away, four eagerly awaited heads appeared, each stretching their necks to cast worried eyes, and the eyes of the cut water were foggy.

The last head, with perseverance in his beautiful eyes, did not go to shelter the man in green clothes from the wind and snow, but quietly retreated, looking for the hat and robe, and went away.

Half a pillar of incense has passed, and the man in the green robe is still bent over, and the respect is not slackening at all, but getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that he is uneasy if he does not send out the box next to his feet.

The man looked down at the steps.

Not far away, three heads looked up at the man.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came slowly, and the door creaked open, but no one was seen. An indifferent voice came from the room: "Really decided to do this?"

The blue-robed man's body bent even lower, and he said loudly: "To be a yellow finch, there is only so much food, since you are here, there is no reason to take a little more, so it is most suitable to attack at this moment, as for the final food, swallow it slowly." And only in this way can the benefits be maximized!"

"Let's go!"

When the words fell, the voice of Ying Cheng sounded.

Then a black-robed man appeared beside the blue-robed man, and the moment he appeared, the wind and snow in the courtyard were crushed, and for a while, there were snowflakes dancing, so lively.

The black robe said again: "Hurry up!"

When the words fell, the figure disappeared.

The man in the green robe slowly stood up, his face was calm, he didn't pat the snow off his body, reached out and walked up the corridor with the food box, and walked towards the three maids.

Before they got closer, the three maids of Yingying Yanyan came with teary eyes, and kept patting the snow on the man's body, asking what he needed.

The man in the green robe smiled, let the maid serve, and asked gently, "Why don't you see Xiaoqing?"

A few women are a play, thinking that this long-term son favors the tall and silly Xiaoqing, and does not forget to wear small shoes at the moment and says: "It is estimated that I can't stand the wind and snow, I must have gone back to the house to warm up, this sister's body is not very good, and she has a stubborn disease, please forgive me." ”

The voice is gentle and soft, without the slightest orchestral music, which is extremely pleasant and comfortable. As soon as he spoke, the other two also urgently asked Gongzi for forgiveness.

The man in the green robe smiled even more, and he didn't pay attention to the smoke of gunpowder among the women.

He shook his head and looked at the sky, the snow was still majestic, he looked at the Daming King in the distance, and sighed softly: "The sky should be very good, I'll send you there!"

The three beautiful maids didn't notice the meaning of the words, and nodded vigorously, thinking that this son would take them to fly to the sky, but they knew that the son was an immortal with strong spells, and since he was an immortal, of course he would fly.

The man in the green robe gently put the food box on the ground, and with a wave of his sleeves, he actually paced away.

The three maidservants were puzzled, and then looked at the long-cherished son suspiciously, and with the eyes that had last been in the world, they fell to the ground one after another, and their bodies separated.

Not far from the courtyard, three sores were opened, as if they had been cut by a sharp blade.

Blade of the Wind!

The snow is cool, and the food box is warm.

............

The low mountain peak next to the main peak of the Forbidden Clan, with an inverted earthen bowl at the top. Forbidden eight residential areas!

Outside the door stood an old woman dressed in colorful clothes, the old woman was holding a colorful cane, looking at the gate of the mound, and said coldly: "Forbidden eight, are you so hospitable?"

The old woman had no fear and called her by her name.

"The phantom of the Great Ming Dharma King, it's really bitter for that child, hey......"

Forbidden Bawu replied with a sigh, paused, and said again: "It's been a hundred years, it doesn't make sense to see it or not!"

When the old woman heard this, she slammed her cane and said angrily: "You old horseman, a turtle with a shrunken head, now everyone has knocked on the door, and you are still here to be high, pretending to be high, are you not tired? I am ashamed of you...... panic."

When the words fell, the old woman turned around, didn't pay attention to the man who was inextricably linked to her again, shook her head and stared at the law that stood on the top of the sky, muttered in her mouth, didn't know what to do, and finally sighed and said to herself, "Is it really turned into sand after a hundred years?"

Just as she was about to stay away from this place that annoyed her, Ban Ba heard a voice again: "Hei Mei, this baby is very similar to you, with a good personality and atmosphere, presumably in the future, she will definitely be the master of the family, I thought that my unsuccessful grandson Ban Xing married him, and I don't know if there is a chance." ”

"Don't be like me. There is no courage when there is a chance, and there is no chance when there is courage. Don't follow in my footsteps!"

The old woman listened to the familiar and vicissitudes of life, her body couldn't help trembling, her colorful clothes fluttered, and her thoughts tumbled and jumped, as if she was reminiscing about the past eventful years.

After a moment, the old woman sighed heavily: "I'll only shoot this once!"

When the words fell, the old woman threw out a colorful cane, and her body shot out like an arrow, stepped on it steadily, turned into a streamer, and rushed to a peak.

There was an incomparably melancholy sigh from the mound again, full of regret and remorse!

..................

The Forbidden Octagonal Tower, an unknown lake not far away.

The sound of the lake in the wind and snow is still the same, the waves are blooming, exuding their own unique charm, and there are a group of forbidden sons stationed on the shore, and the sword has long been unsheathed, standing aside, waiting solemnly.

Dozens of black-clothed men lay at their feet, their blood already congealed, quietly and slowly buried by the wind and snow. The intent of slaughter is Ling Ran.

The lead-black clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and it is impossible to distinguish between day and night, but the dark night of winter is as bright as day, the world is impermanent but tangible, there are different battles everywhere, and the snow is also a bloody day!

This group of corpses was the black-clothed man who emerged from the bottom of the lake before, holding the banner of the Gao clan, and as soon as they appeared, they were slaughtered by the cultivators of the forbidden clan who were quietly guarding here.

"Boom-"

A dull thunderous sound came from underground, oppressive and heavy.

The sound was silent, and after a few breaths, the sound was like thunder, superimposed, and it was extremely violent!

The surface of the lake rose violently, pulled up a few feet, and exploded into a splash of water, and the movement was unprecedented.

The thunder faded and the splash stopped.

A row of black-clothed people floated out of the water, stepping on the steps, drawing their knives sonorously, roaring monstrously, and rushing towards the shore like a fierce man.

The forbidden sons will not be restrained, and the bloody men are not afraid of thousands of troops, not to mention the hundreds of people in black, who are not to be outdone, and hedged away, and were strangled together in an instant.

There were two black-robed men in the lake, their footsteps floating on the water, not moving in all directions, watching the brave fighting on both sides, their clothes fluttering, indifferent and speechless.

The two black robes are the leaders of the advance army, the Thunder Helm Lord and the Thunder Helm Lord!

I don't know when I came out of the third layer of the bottom of the lake, and it was unbelievable.

In vain, the surface of the lake was blazing, flashing a large number of runes, and the water surface rippled suddenly, without the slightest wave, calm as water, smooth as a mirror.

"Roaring ......"

A dragon roared from the bottom of the lake, violent and hysterical!

For a moment, the roar subsided.

The lake is back to normal.

And the two helmsmen of the Gulei looked at each other, shouted in a low voice, and then burrowed into the lake with a thud!

The waves rise again, and the flowers whirl.

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Ps: Well, this chapter is well written, and the flower collection can't be missing!?~

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