The lair of each hereditary marquis, Snow Castle, has an eerie atmosphere but a magnificent design, with a suspension bridge as the only entrance, a bottomless cloud shrouded in mist, a bat-marked city gate, several tall soldier statues built on both sides, and a military flag printed with the bat's family crest flying in the wind.

The red chains seem to have a forgotten past. Dry bones shine on silver armor, and the bloody castle is a place full of legends.

It's chilling, like a cold snow-capped mountain.

Just today, an uninvited guest "recklessly" broke into this icy castle.

The Bloody Clothes Fort was heavily guarded, with countless checkpoints in the open and in the dark, and teams of white-armored soldiers patrolled day and night, never stopping.

But even such strict precautions could not defeat Xiao Jian, his light skills had reached the point where "the wind passed without a trace", coupled with the cover of the night, he could almost hide the eyes of the sentinels head-on.

Layer after layer, Xiao Jian quickly passed through the layers of defense and came to the position in the center of the Bloody Cloth Castle.

The Bloody Clothes Fort was very large, far superior to Wei Wuji and Wei Qing's mansions, and almost encompassed a radius of tens of miles, which also caused Xiao Jian's choice difficulties.

Where to go?

He looked at the large rockery in front of him, and the crisscrossed roads made it difficult for him to make a choice.

The layout is very ingenious and the workmanship is fine, but Xiao Jian has no time to appreciate it. He simply jumped onto a rockery and looked for a way forward in a condescending manner.

It seems a little shady tonight!

Wrong......

"Come out!"

Xiao Jian glanced behind him, his eyes were a little intriguing, did he alarm the master's family?

"You shouldn't be here, you're likely to pay for it!"

It was a man's voice, with a slightly feminine tone, and of course it could not be ruled out that this was the result of deliberateness.

Xiao Jian turned around, and his eyes were a blood-red figure, which was particularly conspicuous in the thick night.

White hair, bloody clothes, very pale complexion, deep eyes contain a touch of blood, and a handsome face is as smooth as a knife, which is very visually impactful.

Bloody Hou, white is not!

Xiao Jian quickly judged the identity of the man, the owner of this castle, by his appearance.

Then here's the problem!

How do I speak?

Xiao Jian had a headache, he felt that if he asked directly about the "female marquis", Bai Yifei would definitely fight with him.

The deceased is gone, which is a great offense!

Xiao Jian is not afraid of anyone, but the truth is unknown at the moment, and he doesn't want to conflict with Bai Yifei. After hesitating, Xiao Jian didn't know how to speak.

At the same time, Bai Yifei was also watching the uninvited guest in front of him.

Tsing shirt

Jade flute

……

This costume was rare in this era of swordsmen, and it can even be said that it was almost extinct, and there were many people who were proficient in the six arts of a gentleman, but even Confucian disciples would not carry a jade flute with them.

But Bai is not otherwise, the man's outfit evokes memories that he has been dusty for many years, so he asked, "What's your name?" ”

He wanted to make sure if the man in front of him was that person!

"Xiao Jian, Xiao Suo's Xiao, Sword of the Blade." Although Xiao Jian couldn't figure out the brain circuits of innocence and innocence, he still reported himself.

When he was thinking about the other party's intentions, he suddenly felt a strong killing intent rushing towards him.

Well?

Looking at the menacing blood-colored figure, Xiao Jian put his fingers together and pointed out.

Rumble!

The fingertips collided with the sword peak, and a fierce sword intent spread, and the rockery under his feet was instantly burned.

"Wait! Is there some misunderstanding? ”

Bai Yifei's actions were unexpected and subverted Xiao Jian's perception of him.

He didn't know that his name was so hateful......

But what he didn't expect was the opponent's weapon, which had been with him for many years, and the breath of this sword had already penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Blood Sword...... How could it be in his hands?

Ice cold internal force, this is the [Xuan Bing Jue] created by himself.

Bai Yifei didn't give him a chance to explain, and launched a stormy offensive one after another.

The other party also has the cultivation of a great grandmaster, and his swordsmanship is also very powerful, but the most powerful means is the control of the power of ice and snow.

Unconsciously, the surroundings have turned into ice and snow, which is the realm of white and non-be.

The Blood Sword is just the medium, and the ice and snow are his true strength.

Thick dark purple vines emerged from the ice and snow, attacking Xiao Jian from all directions.

Xiao Jian had no choice but to use his fingers as a sword to defuse Bai Yifei's offensive.

"How is your mother?"

He finally asked the question.

However, unexpectedly, Bai Yifei actually stopped attacking, and his face was complicated.

Xiao Jian was a little embarrassed when he saw this, and a certain guess in the centrifugation was getting closer and closer.

"You shouldn't come at this time...... Too late! ”

Bai Yifei's voice was extremely cold, and Xiao Jian had never heard a strong hatred.

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What does the daily life of a glamorous female killer look like?

The startled salamander did not ask Xiao Jian's whereabouts, but took care of the family's chores like a well-behaved wife.

The bed was made, the meal was ready, she sat quietly at the table, wiping the sword of the same name in her hand over and over again, and occasionally skimmed to the window, waiting for the man's return.

The killer has never lacked patience, and the hard work pays off, she has waited!

However, the salamander's face was not very good-looking, it was indeed a man, but it was not the one she was waiting for!

"I'm curious, what is your purpose?"

The black-robed figure almost blended into the night, revealing only its beast-like eyes, holding a thick sword in his hand.

The man appeared at the window so abruptly, bathed in the moonlight, and his playful eyes seemed to mock the "innocence" of the startled salamander.

Cover the sun, the most mysterious one among the killers!

The startled salamander quickly guessed the identity of the arrival, and at the same time quickly thought of a way to deal with it.

"If you want to kill Wei Wuji, this man is destined to cross the hurdle." The startled salamander's face was calm, no one knew what she was thinking, and what she said was a little true and a little false.

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea!

"So that's how you get things done?"

With an intriguing smile on his face, the salamander could roughly guess what the other party was thinking, even through the black cloth.

"You should know his strength very well......" The salamander's face was still calm, and all kinds of unbearable memories of the past forged her strong heart.

"I can't beat him, I can only do it this way!"

"Do you think he'll believe you?"

"He will...... Affection is his greatest weakness. ”

The sun was silent for a long time, as if weighing the words of the startled salamander, and a news a few days ago upset the balance.

Black and White Xuanjian was defeated, defeated at the hands of a mysterious swordsman in Tsing Yi, and perhaps the startling salamander could complete the task in his place.

A woman's strongest thing is not swordsmanship, but her body, which is an invisible blade, but often the deadliest!

"You've got five days left!"

The words fell, and the figure of the sun disappeared.

This is an ultimatum and a test for the salamander.