There is snow.

Snow is not common in the desert, but when it does, it means that it is the coldest day of the year, and the heat is replaced by the cold air, hovering low in the sky, and the condensed white fog envelops the desert.

If it's colder, the fog turns into snow, as it is now.

Ling Luofeng sat on a refined futon sewn from Jiangnan silk, looking out the window at the snowy scene, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dozens of days have passed, he is still waiting, waiting for the news from the Linglong Pagoda, as time passes, the hope is getting smaller and smaller, the disappointment is getting bigger and bigger, and even, many, many disciples of the Qingzhu Sect have begun to despair.

He couldn't reverse this desperate mood, since he expelled Han Chuang from the sect, his reputation within the sect had plummeted, and even Liu Hengbo, who had always stood by his side before, had a bit of a taste of alienation.

Honestly, he regretted it.

But if at that moment, he was given another chance to choose, and he would have made the same choice. No one can predict future changes, so there is nothing wrong with most people focusing on immediate benefits, and it can even be said that it is absolutely true.

So he regrets it, but he has no regrets, he knows his mistakes but he doesn't admit them, and he knows that things are irreparable, so he never mentions them.

There was no one else in the courtyard where he was, all the servants and disciples were driven out by him, and the lights were mostly extinguished, only an oil lamp in front of the stage provided a little dim light, but this was obviously not enough.

The light reflected only half of his face, and half of it was hidden in the shadows, and you couldn't see what was written on it.

- The lights flickered in the distance, and it was a lantern, a small lantern.

The lantern is advancing, of course, the lantern does not advance on its own, it is the person who advances, the person carrying the lantern, a man carrying the lantern, a man who knows him well, and he is also familiar with him.

The lantern approached, and the firelight reflected the other half of his face, and the lamp reflected the face of the person carrying the lantern, who was it not Liu Hengbo.

At this moment, the night is deep, and the cold air between heaven and earth seems to have run out, even as a martial artist, I can't help but feel cold.

Liu Hengbo had a tired and haggard expression on his face, and there was some helplessness, but he covered it up well, even Ling Luofeng didn't notice it.

Ling Luofeng didn't notice it because he had the same expression on his face, the same tiredness and haggardness, the same helplessness and confusion, and even some confusion.

As the sect master of the Qingzhu Sect, he couldn't show any confusion in front of outsiders, nor could he show any helplessness, so he covered it up very well, but this couldn't hide it from Liu Hengbo.

When the two met in the outer disciples, at that time, Ling Luofeng ranked first among the outer disciples, and Liu Hengbo was at the bottom, if it weren't for the fact that the two had the same master, I am afraid that there would be no chance of acquaintance at all, but it was precisely because the two had the same master, so since then, a deep friendship has followed.

Even without Ling Luofeng's support and help, Liu Hengbo didn't think that he could easily pass the assessment of the inner disciples.

Thirty years later, the old days have long since dissipated, but the friendship has been retained, because of Ling Luofeng's help back then, so Liu Hengbo has always stood on Ling Luofeng's side in the major affairs of the sect, whether it is right or wrong, wrong or good, he has no complaints.

Until—

Liu Hengbo laughed, the haggard in his smile was so obvious.

"There's news. He said.

Ling Luofeng's eyes lit up, and he said eagerly: "What news?" He knew that there was only one thing that would make the current Liu Hengbo take the initiative to come to him, and that was also something he cared about.

Liu Hengbo sighed, sat on the chair opposite Ling Luofeng, and said in a deep voice: "The news from the Evil Moon Sect that Qingfu and they have already left the tower. ”

With a "snap", Ling Luofeng patted the table and stood up, and said nervously, "Is this true?"

Liu Hengbo nodded and said, "It's true!"

Ling Luofeng's face showed a touch of joy, and no one knew better than him what it meant for Liu Qingfu to come out of the Linglong Pagoda.

The Qingzhu Sect is just a small eight-rank sect, and he Ling Luofeng is not the kind of ambitious predator, the only thing he hopes is that the Qingzhu Sect can be delayed.

If Liu Qingfu could bring out any treasures or cheats from the Linglong Pagoda, he would be able to greatly enhance the strength of the Qingzhu Sect. Not to mention, even in the face of the invasion of the Evil Moon Sect, it can have the power to resist.

He stood up and walked around the room, his steps restless and flustered.

Some things are like this, and in the face of sudden joy, it is inevitable that they will show one way or another unusual performance.

You must know that the usual Ling Luofeng is known for his calmness in the face of things, and it is not an easy thing to make him lose his rationality.

After seven or eight laps, Ling Luofeng finally slowed down, walked in front of Liu Hengbo, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you be sure of this?"

"It's true. Liu Hengbo said, "It was our secret agent in the Evil Moon Sect who found out the news. ”

When Ling Luofeng heard this, he couldn't hold back his joy anymore, and said loudly: "Okay! Qingfu has made a great contribution here, great!"

Liu Hengbo looked at Ling Luofeng, who was extremely excited, and couldn't help but shake his head, only to feel that Ling Luofeng at this moment had completely lost his normal heart and became restless and restless.

There was no expression on his face.

There seemed to be a helpless sadness in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately.

"It's not that simple. ”

Ling Luofeng stopped, stared at Liu Hengbo with dead eyes, and said word by word: "Hengbo, what do you mean by this?

"Nope. Liu Hengbo shook his head, "The spy brought back a piece of news. ”

Ling Luofeng smiled and said, "Since this is the case, what is not simple. It's a good thing that Qingfu can come out of the pagoda, a great thing. ”

"Is that really the case?" Liu Hengbo said calmly, "I'm afraid things are not as simple as you think." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Zhang Xiaolin of the Danding faction didn't come out," Liu Hengbo said: "The disciples of the other sects also failed to come out, and only Qingfu and the Yunzhou squad came out." ”

Han Chuang's existence was a secret, and the secret agents of the Qingzhu Sect didn't find out.

As soon as Ling Luofeng heard this, he immediately exclaimed, "How is it possible, how can that team still be alive, how can Zhang Xiaolin not come out?"

Speaking of which, Ling Luofeng also understood what Liu Hengbo meant, if Zhang Xiaolin and other disciples of other sects could also come out, then it would be a great thing for Liu Qingfu to be alive, but only if she was alive, it would become a great disaster.

What's going on in the Delicate Pagoda? Nobody knows. But it is an indisputable fact that Zhang Xiaolin did not come out, why did Zhang Xiaolin not come out? Or rather, how did he die? This has to be asked to the living.

A group of people from the Yunzhou City Lord's squad are of course the primary suspects, and Liu Qingfu may not be able to escape the involvement. If the Evil Moon Sect obstructs it, the entire Qingzhu Sect may be involved.

Ling Luofeng looked at Liu Hengbo with a look of shame, at this moment he had already given birth to the idea of giving up Liu Qingfu, but Liu Hengbo was his right-hand man after all, and he was the second master of the Qingzhu Sect under him, and he had already sacrificed an apprentice because of the sect, if he was allowed to sacrifice another daughter, even Ling Luofeng didn't know how to say this.

Liu Hengbo seemed to know what Ling Luofeng was thinking, so he shook his head and said, "I have already given up a step in Han Chuang's matter, and I won't let it go again this time no matter what, there is no discussion." ”

This sentence undoubtedly made the matter clear, and Ling Luofeng no longer hid it, and persuaded bitterly: "Hengbo, I know that this matter has embarrassed you, but think about the sect, we are already struggling in Yunzhou, if we provoke the Danding faction again, maybe we will be destroyed soon."

"That can't sacrifice my daughter!" Liu Hengbo slapped the table and got up suddenly, his trembling body indicating his anger at the moment.

This anger was almost beyond the limit of his patience, and it only took the slightest stimulation to explode wildly.

When Ling Luofeng heard this, he took it back, and said in an almost pleading tone: "Hengbo, for the sake of the sect, let's give in." ”

Liu Hengbo stared at Ling Luofeng and firmly grasped his gaze.

"Don't think!" two words popped out of his mouth.

After that, the small room fell silent, no one spoke, no one meant to speak, the two looked at each other for a long time.

A rush of footsteps broke the thoughts, and the two looked at each other and sat down slowly. There was a knock at the door.

"Come in. Ling Luofeng said.

A disciple wearing the uniform of the Qingzhu Sect walked into the courtyard quickly, and when he saw Ling Luofeng, he immediately knelt in front of him and said, "Sect Master, something is wrong!"

"What's the matter?" Ling Luofeng raised his eyebrows, and an uneasy emotion arose in his heart.

"The three elders of the Evil Moon Sect, the Chixia Sect, and the Danding Sect surrounded us with a large group of people and said that they wanted you to go out and answer. ”

"What!" Ling Luofeng didn't care about his demeanor, and immediately got up and was about to go, but was stopped by Liu Hengbo in one gulp: "Stop!"

Ling Luofeng slowly turned around and said, "Hengbo, you have also seen that the situation is like this, and I have no choice but to do it if I want to do that." ”

Liu Hengbo sneered: "I don't know what it means to be forced to do so, but please remember that you are the sect master of the Qingzhu Sect, and the old sect master handed over the position of the sect master to you, not for you to use the life of a disciple to curry favor with outsiders!"

Ling Luofeng stopped, waved his hand, motioned for the disciple to stand back, and then said in a pleading tone: "Hengbo, what do you want me to do when this happens? ”

Liu Hengbo shook his head and said calmly: "Sect Master, if you really need my daughter to sacrifice in order to save the sect, I don't think I have anything to say, but think about it clearly, how many sects are there in the Southeast Region, even if the three six-rank sects are united, how powerful is it, what can he do to my Qingzhu Sect in front of everyone's eyes? Think about it, you are the head of a sect, you can't fall into the skin of my sect!"

"Bang! bang!"

As soon as the words fell, they heard three disconnected and distinct applause from the rooftop, and before the two of them could come, they saw a strong wind blowing, and an elderly monk in a purple robe appeared in the courtyard.

"Who are you!" Ling Luofeng immediately reacted and asked sharply, while pressing his hand on the blade, ready to strike at any time.