The snow has stopped, the snow in the sky has stopped, and the snow on the ground is still flying with the occasional cold wind, flying to Mu Yu's hair, like a white feather, intimacy with her.

It's just that Mu Yu at this time is obviously not in the mood to fly with her favorite snow, she looked at this messy stall and thought to herself, Gao Yu must be very heartbroken.

He is just a teenager from an ordinary family, and at such an age, he has the cultivation of the late stage of the Enlightenment Spirit Realm, and he must have paid a lot of unimaginable hardships, just like these messy things. It must be infuriating to see your own hard work being trampled on by hateful fellows.

Mu Yu ignored the sarcasm from the eldest grandson, she bent down and stretched out her little hand to clean up the messy ice sculpture ornaments in the snow, she was very careful, because the ice sculpture was really delicate and clear.

The confrontation suddenly became quiet, quietly a little cold, colder than the snow.

Gao Yu didn't speak, and his guard never relaxed. Chu Liancheng didn't speak, he wasn't a person who liked to talk too much, not to mention that he was still injured at this time.

However, this feeling of being treated as nothing is really bad and infuriating, and Changsun Tao feels like this.

"Brother Eldest Sun, it seems that your strength is not enough to be put in the eyes of others......" Miao Wanxin on the side had deep eyes, and the subtle changes in Eldest Sun Tao's face were taken into his eyes, and he smiled casually.

"It's not that the strength is insufficient, it's just that the means haven't arrived!" Changsun Tao sighed lightly, looking a little lost.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Miao Wanxin's provocation undoubtedly ended in failure with this light sigh.

And just then, something happened, and the crowd spread out to the periphery.

The first person to notice the change was the indifferent and quiet Chu Liancheng, and the first person to create this change was Changsun Tao, who pretended to be lost, and it was the long sword in his hand.

A sharp sword blade stabbed out with Changsun Tao's sharp stab, and the cold invisible sword qi cut a sword path smoothly on the snow, and the tip of the sword pointed at Gao Yu's throat.

Suddenly, Gao Yu's eyes froze, and he froze for a moment! He did not relax his guard, but he did not guard against the other party's surprise attack. He was dressed plainly, the color of the sky, and his face was pale, the color of the sky.

Chu Liancheng is different, he has been dormant because he has been plotting and suffering, the avenue is three thousand, and he only cultivates the troubles. As long as the battle in his eyes begins, there is only one ending, an ending written in death. Even in the battle with Chu Muyun, he said that he would not give up.

So at the moment when Changsun Tao wanted to hit Gao Yu hard, Chu Liancheng also moved, and the ancient cyan war spear with the light of spiritual power like a star rolled up the wind and snow like a storm and stabbed at Changsun Tao's chest.

He didn't care about Gao Yu's life or death, even though he had every chance to block that sword, he still chose to fight with his life, and with Gao Yu's life to fight for Sun Tao's life. It may not be a choice for him at all, and he will always be the winner regardless of the outcome.

As for his injuries, in the previous conflict, it was for Chu Jia and Mu Yu that he was stabbed by Changsun Tao, and from beginning to end, this ordinary boy was not worth mentioning in his eyes at all.

The sword light in Gao Yu's eyes became more and more dazzling, at this moment, he seemed to have half a foot sent into the ghost gate, and the deadly sword light was suffocating.

At the moment before the long sword entered his throat, a very familiar light blue light rushed out from behind him, and he could see very clearly that it was the ice jade rabbit carved by himself, as if it had been thrown out by someone, and smashed into the long sword of Changsun Tao.

The sword momentum was blocked, and Chu Liancheng's long-standing blow was coming, and in an instant, Changsun Tao, who was in a dilemma, did not hesitate to turn the sword edge, swung his sword to cut through the ice jade rabbit carving that flew in the air, and unfolded his body to dodge Chu Liancheng's gun.

A sword rebounded, and the sliced ice stone jade rabbit shot back, and the two swords slashed towards Gao Yu in the air.

After all, Gao Yu possessed the realm of the late stage of the Enlightenment Spirit Realm, and when the sudden sword was blocked, he also reacted quickly, and greeted him with an iron and wooden stick with a fierce spirit.

At this time, in the frenzied wind and snow rolled up by Chu Liancheng's stormy waves on the shore, a dazzling spear tip glowed with a little light of spiritual power, like a sparkling wave on the calm water, suddenly poked out from the confused wind and snow, and pierced into Changsun Tao's left arm.

Seeing that the situation was grim and had been standing on the sidelines, Miao Wanxin suddenly realized that something was wrong, and jumped to catch the stumbling eldest grandson Tao, and the snow splashed under his feet.

This raid came and went very suddenly.

Compared to the previous confrontation, the crowd of onlookers has become larger, and the snow is dancing around, not falling from the sky or blowing in the cold wind. There were bright red blood stains in the rising snow, as poignant as red petals, and the blood stains came from Changsun Tao's left arm and from the corners of Xiao Muyu's mouth.

It turned out that when Gao Yu stepped into the Ghost Gate with half a foot, it was Mu Yu who threw the ice carving in his little hand in time, and then he was injured by the ice jade rabbit that rebounded from Changsun Tao.

Xiao Muyu was lying in the snow, her face was pale, whiter than snow, her autumn-like eyes opened and closed, full of tiredness, her skin was better than snow, but it was not just simple snow that could be compared, white snow had no light fragrance, and there was no light red.

She is like a wounded hollow orchid, quiet and pitiful.

Gao Yu was still on guard, while Chu Liancheng was looking at the tired Mu Yu with his sword eyebrows tightened, his hair dancing in the flying snow, and a burning killing intent appeared on his handsome face.

The two of them, who were not far away, glanced at each other, the reason why they deliberately provoked Gao Yu was nothing more than to weaken some of the Chu family's strength before the Qingyun Ling selection competition. Judging from the current situation, although Gao Yu is unharmed, Chu Liancheng has been somewhat injured, and he has also been hit by a blow, and if he continues to entangle, it will inevitably be a little out of control.

The eldest grandson Tao and the two saw the meaning of retreating from each other's eyes, so they wanted to leave.

"Stop!" Chu Liancheng shouted coldly.

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers was separated by an entrance, and the hurried figures of Chu Muyun and the three appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Chu Muyun stopped, his face was really full of wind and frost, his robe was stained with a lot of snowflakes, his appearance made the surroundings instantly become very quiet, only the sound of flying snow whistling sounded in his ears.

He looked at the messy stall, frowned slightly, and then looked at the eldest grandson Tao and the others, a little indifferent, and finally his eyes fell on the petite Mu Yu, and fell on the trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, the indifference disappeared, and his brows were no longer wrinkled, he seemed very calm, calm with softness, softness with pity.

Chu Muyun gently walked to Mu Yu's side, knelt on one knee in the snow, and carefully helped Mu Yu up.

"Yu'er is fine...... It's just a little bit cold......"

Xiao Muyu's smile is very beautiful and cute, but her body is a little trembling. Her voice was delicate, supple, and a little trembling.

She has succeeded in summoning the spirit, but she has not yet entered the middle stage of the Enlightenment Spirit Realm, and Changsun Tao's cultivation has already loomed above Chu Liancheng, not to mention the means, the blow Mu Yu received is far from fatal, but it is not lightly injured.

Chu Muyun looked at her quietly, just showed a shallow smile and didn't speak, he stretched out his warm hand, glowing with ice-blue spiritual power, and gently wiped the blood on the corner of Mu Yu's mouth.

He helped Mu Yu up, took out a wide robe from the warehouse chain and draped it on Mu Yu: "Sister Fengxia, please help me take care of Mu Yu!"

This was the first thing Chu Muyun said calmly, he didn't blame anyone, nor did he ask who did it, he was just concerned about Mu Yu's injury.

He was very calm, so calm that Chu Liancheng had some inexplicable heart palpitations. If he didn't know that he didn't cultivate the killing sword, Chu Liancheng would even feel that he was far more dangerous and terrifying than himself.

After handing over Mu Yu to Chu Fengxia and Xiao Pang, Chu Muyun turned around and walked towards the eldest grandson Tao.

He was still calm, his footsteps were rhythmic, and the sound of drawing his sword was clear and slow......

Changsun Tao felt a little cold, very strange, such a snowy day should not have affected him.

He involuntarily stepped back: "What do you want...... You, the ...... who don't cultivate the sword of murder"

Miao Wanxin was also retreating, his face was so pale that there was no fear, just a bitter smile and a little more thanks: "Brother Chu, did you make it, that person is born in the world, just like a flower blooming a branch, it wants to bloom and fall, it wants to gather and disperse, and it is often involuntarily." Your sister's injury was purely accidental......"

The two of them had seen Chu Muyun's strength and realm when they were in the clan competition, and if they were one-on-one, no matter how proud and conceited they were, they wouldn't see much of the dawn of victory. But now if the two of them join forces to deal with Chu Muyun, there will definitely be a battle, after all, both of them have the strength to comprehend the consummation of the Spirit Realm.

Chu Muyun was naturally not careless, he could see that Changsun Tao was indeed a little frightened, but Miao Wanxin was even more unfathomable.

"You guys are in trouble...... Chu Muyun stopped, his cold sword was already full of ice thorns, and there was a piercing spiritual power surging around him, he hated Miao Wanxin when he opened his mouth, so he said the second sentence.

Then, there was no then, because Chu Muyun had already made a move.

Changsun Tao gritted his teeth and rushed forward first, Miao Wanxin hesitated for a moment, and crushed a messenger jade plate in his palm, so a brilliant beam of light spread out in the cloudy sky, and an extremely loud roar spread towards the surroundings of Guhanshan Town.

"Lingshuang Slash!"

Chu Muyun stepped on the Seven Star Technique of Backward Steps, and the long sword full of ice thorns was raised, only to see that the snow on the ground around him suddenly collapsed, and the dancing white snow was like a waterfall going upstream, and it was also like a curtain of snowflakes and beads, exuding a dazzling light of spiritual power, and the figure of Changsun Tao was suddenly shrouded in it.