Qin Yueran held his "Heavy Building" long sword in his left hand, stretched out the jade-like fingers of his right hand and gently dusted it on his shoulder.

Chonglou is actually not called Chonglou, it actually originally had a better name.

Heavy building flying snow.

It is rumored that the Heavy Building Flying Snow Sword made of Beihai Xingchen Steel was held by a female master of the Star Picking Hall hundreds of years ago. He is as cold as ice, but he loves the sword in his hand. It's just that its current owner thinks the name is a bit awkward, so he changed it without authorization.

This sword was a weapon coveted by countless cultivators who cultivated the Ice Attribute Exercises, and it was precisely because of this that Qin Yueran was often harassed by some people from all corners of the Middle-earth Continent. Of course, none of those harassers ended up in a very good end. Some have lost their arms, others have had their legs cut off, and others have become blind and deaf.

Naturally, there were also people who never got up from Qin Yueran's face again.

She was originally mild-mannered, but no one would show a good side to her enemies.

The gray-robed man's flying sword was terrifying, turning into a stream of light in the snow, breaking through the snow and piercing her face.

She didn't care, just dusted off some of the snow particles from her shoulder.

The flying sword that the cultivator drove with his thoughts should have infused all of this person's soul power, and it was perhaps the most powerful killing move of this person. It's just that it fell in those dark eyes, but it seemed a little small.

Many of the people who had followed Qin Yueran in the Divine Imperial Prison actually knew that their deputy head was actually not as cold as the sword in her hand. It's just that she has some quirks that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

For example, cleanliness.

Every piece of her clothes, every pair of boots, including the heavy building flying snow in her hand, must always remain spotless. When talking to people, she always has to keep a certain distance.

After doing this, she decided to draw her sword.

It was said that it was a sword, but the sword was not unsheathed. Qin Yueran raised his sword lightly, exhaled like an orchid, and an invisible wind screen condensed, and the end of the scabbard was about to reach the long sword flying from the other end of the snow curtain.

A smug sly twinkle flashed in the gray-robed man's eyes, for he knew that his plan was about to succeed.

Although he didn't know who the woman in black was, he thought that at such a young age, he must not have experienced much life and death fighting. And he knew better than the other party that the so-called cultivation was just a tool for killing people.

He felt that he knew how to kill better than the other party.

And as long as he killed the most powerful person in the field, he was one step closer to escaping. Even if it was still difficult to escape from Xuanyang City, which was surrounded by red horses, it was still as difficult as climbing to the sky, but at this moment he couldn't care about that much.

I saw that there were words in his mouth, the wide gray robe was windless, hunting, and the air around him condensed in an instant, and even Xiao Xuan, who was not far away, vaguely felt that something was about to happen.

Yet nothing happened.

The next moment, the gray-robed man's cloudy eyes widened suddenly.

He was shocked.

The snow was still falling, but he had lost contact with his natal flying sword.

He had nurtured the flying sword with his divine thoughts for thirty years, and finally he succeeded in turning it into his natal horcrux. The so-called natal soul is closely related to the cultivator's sea of consciousness and the root of the divine soul, so each of the cultivator's natal horcruxes can maximize the power of its master.

It is rumored that the Horcruxes that are truly called "Divine Soldiers" in the top ten on the list of divine weapons can even exert more powerful power than the cultivator's own life.

However, after his flying sword broke through the air, he could no longer perceive its existence with his sea of consciousness-

In this case, if someone didn't use some strange exercise formation or the like, then there was a great cultivator with outstanding cultivation who forcibly severed the connection between the flying sword and his sea of consciousness with cultivation.

In a flash of thought, the gray-robed man pinched his finger, and prepared to expend his essence blood to forcibly urge his natal flying sword.

The next moment, he felt a shock in his heart, and a trace of warm liquid overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The shock turned to fear, so much so that he didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"How is this possible, the old man is already distracted from the peak realm, and he is only one last chance to step into the void, is it ...... Don't you ......?"

The gray-robed man's face was frightened and frightened, and he trembled and pointed at the woman on the other side of the long street with his right hand.

Shicai's divine soul suffered unimaginable heavy damage, which can only show that his natal flying sword was not only restrained by the other party, but also suffered a lot of damage.

The so-called natal life is to have both prosperity and loss with the practitioner.

In Xuanyang City, there was a sky full of snow, and then a heavy snow curtain appeared.

Take out the sword, close the sword.

It's just a matter of a few breaths.

The three black-clothed guards of the Zongren Mansion understood the scene in front of them, and they were also a little shocked. They looked at each other, and they both saw the horror in the eyes of others.

They knew very well that the man must have some ability to escape from the heavily guarded dungeon. Thinking of where this person came from, he must have some life-saving means that he has not yet used.

However, he didn't use those tricks, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

In front of the woman, he lost all opportunities to resist.

The black-clothed guard, who was about to take out the objects in the bamboo tube to send a message, was a little embarrassed, and the hand that reached for his waist stopped there.

"Impossible!"

Just as they were contemplating their next move, the gray-robed man who had been badly injured roared hoarsely.

"The old man has been practicing for fifty years!"

"Fifty years!"

"Even I haven't crossed the threshold of turning into the virtual realm, how can you be a little girl!"

"How can this be!"

Xiao Xuan silently looked at the gray-robed man, and his body shrank into the darkness again. The boy suddenly felt a little cold, not because of the falling snow, but because of something else.

No one knew that the woman in black he had seen before, just today, in front of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and he knew that she was a cultivator at that time.

It's just that he didn't expect the other party to be a great cultivator.

The realm of cultivation is above the refining body, distracted, void, extraordinary, and holy, each with upper, middle and lower grades. It is often said that if you don't enter the Heavenly Dao, you are ants, but for cultivators in the Void Transformation Realm, this sentence may need to be slightly modified.

Below the void, they are all ants.

Only by turning into the virtual realm can one be called a great cultivator.

In the darkness, the young man's eyes and attention all fell on the woman in black.

He saw the woman's wrist, skin like congealed fat, white as the moon, but a faint red emblem appeared.

That's a mark that only a person above the senior commander of the Divine Imperial Prison can have.

Divine Imperial Eunuch, woman, great practitioner.

These things, which seem unrelated to others, can be integrated into one person in a government office in Xuanyang City. In order to live longer in the huge Kyoto, Xiao Xuan must remember her appearance more clearly.

The boy looked up at the sky, and he was a little envious.

And some jealousy.

"People and people...... It really can't be compared. ”

Then he counted the time, and the noise here was so loud that it was almost time for the nearby red horsemen to arrive.

As if to confirm the young man's thoughts, there was a sound of heavy footsteps not far away.

Before those people appeared, the six people in the room had already heard the voice.

The footsteps were neatly sound, unhurried by the imminent unexpected. Because they came from the Red Cavalry, they were known as the most elite ground warfare troops in Great Xia.

Xiao Xuan listened silently, one, two...... Twenty people, which happens to be the establishment of an integrated Red Cavalry squad.

In this case, there should be at least one captain level or higher.

A moment later, those red cavalry sergeants wearing fiery red armor walked out of the alley behind Qin Yueran. The leader was a young man in black armor.

His gaze was a little cold, and slowly swept over the faces of everyone in the room.

The inner guard of the Zongjin Mansion.

Fugitives from the dungeon.

And also......

When his gaze fell on Qin Yueran, his expression was a little surprised, and there was also some surprise, and even those thick eyebrows couldn't help but raise upwards.

He waved his hand very casually, and five of the red cavalry sergeants who followed him stepped forward to negotiate with the internal guards of the Zongren Mansion and arrest the gray-robed man.

I saw him stride forward, walked in front of Qin Yueran and stood still, clasped his hands into fists, and said in a voice like Hong Zhong: "My subordinates have seen Deputy Head Qin." ”

Qin Yueran frowned slightly, she couldn't remember when she had seen this person, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "Are you?"

The black-armored young man smiled and said, "The subordinate is the captain of the Red Cavalry Guard in the city, the dragon in the clouds, a few days ago, we hunted in the eastern suburbs of the Holy Castle, we have seen it. ”

Qin Yueran looked at her and suddenly smiled.

"Captain Yun has worked hard. ”

The Red Cavalry and the Divine Imperial Eunuch are not subordinate to each other, and the responsibilities of the two are completely different, although Qin Yueran's position is much higher than that of this young captain, but it is not enough to let the other party claim to be a subordinate.

She had no impression of this person at all, as for hunting in the eastern suburbs......

That time, Emperor Xia was preaching hunting in the eastern suburbs, and the red cavalry dispatched at least 10,000 people, and a small lieutenant was really not worthy of her even a glance.

But the other party recognized herself at a glance, which made her a little surprised.

She pointed to the eaves not far away, and said, "I passed by here by chance at least today, since the red cavalry arrived, then the rest of the matter is free for you to handle, it is better not to disturb the people in the capital." ”

Yun Zhonglong was a little stunned, and looked in the direction she pointed, only to notice that under the shadow of the eaves, there was a young man.

Yes, from beginning to end, he did not notice that there were other people there.

Except for Qin Yueran, there was no one worthy of his attention here at all. What's more, the young man was obviously just a pauper, not even an ant.

He noticed that the boy was looking at him fixedly, and then quickly lowered his head.

Just at this glance, he saw something that he didn't like very much.

His long thick eyebrows wrinkled together, and he said in a calm voice: "This person will appear here, and he has never left, maybe there is something strange, come here, catch it and investigate it." ”

No one noticed, and the boy's shoulder shook slightly.

Do you want to escape?

No, if you escape here, you will become the target of the Red Cavalry, and it will be difficult to live in Xuanyang City in the future. The young man quickly calculated in his heart, he knew very well that once he was caught, he would probably find it difficult for him to get out completely.

What's more, the young captain obviously doesn't have a good impression of himself.

"No, there's nothing suspicious about this teenager. ”

"Oh?" Hearing Qin Yueran's voice, Yun Zhonglong waved his hand again, and several red cavalry sergeants who were about to step forward stopped together, "Since Deputy Capital Qin said so, then let this person go." ”

Qin Yueran looked at the frightened young man in the shadows and shook his head. I stepped forward to comfort a few words, but when I thought about it, there were so many people in the arena here, and it didn't seem appropriate to do it myself.

Or give up.

She didn't know that at this moment, there was no fear or any other emotion in the young man's heart.

He was a little annoyed.

Not to others, but to yourself.

Whether it was Qin Yueran, the deputy head of the Divine Imperial Eunuch, or Yun Zhonglong, the captain of the Red Cavalry Guard, they all had their own names.

A lot of people know them by name.

The boy in a cold coat also had his own name, but no one knew it and no one wanted to know it.