Winter snow, night fall.

The sound of the wind is like a sword, and the snow is like a swallow's feather.

Jinchang, which should be full of wind and snow at this time, all the merchants in the bazaar have closed their doors early, and even the boats on Bauhinia Lake have been moored on the pier as soon as possible.

The pedestrians in twos and threes were all night returnees who hurried home in this wind and snow.

"This snow looks like it's going to fall overnight!"

"What does it matter how long it takes, does it affect you to save people? Or will it affect them to kill? ”

Wang Chenfeng glanced back at Su Muchen, who was lying on the tiger skin chair next to him, with a pale face and a sickly look.

"You really can't be cured?"

A faint sadness flashed in his star-bright eyes.

But Su Muchen didn't take it seriously at all, his pale face was a little white and shiny against the snow.

"The miracle doctor said that there is no cure, and naturally there is no cure, but you can rest assured, I have deep internal strength, cultivation and refinement, and there is no problem in living for seven or eight years."

Wang Chenfeng's white clothes were blown up and down by the cold wind outside the window, coupled with his handsome face, just like the Nine Heavens Immortal descended to the earth.

He looked at Su Muchen, who was smiling heartlessly, clenched the seven-star sword in his hand tightly, didn't pay attention to him anymore, turned around and walked downstairs.

"Do you want to go now?"

Su Muchen sat up straight, as if he had spent a lot of effort, his breathing was a little short, he reached out and picked up the ginger tea on the tea table to ward off the cold, and took a sip into his throat.

"I'm not going, do I want to wait for the people of Tianxiangju to kill King Xiangmanmen before I go?"

"I listened to the snow tower this night is the tallest building in this Jinchang City, you can see the Xiangwang Mansion when you stand outside the window, now the surrounding streets are quiet, pedestrians are sparse, there is no vision, you might as well wait."

Wang Chenfeng's feet that had already walked to the stairs were retracted, he held the Seven Star Sword in his arms, turned back and pushed open the door, and a cold wind swept a large snowflake into the house.

"You just open the window, why do you want to open the door?!"

Su Muchen tightened the velvet coat on his body, and dried the ginger tea in the tea cup in one go, but Wang Chenfeng ignored him, just stood still in the wind and snow, and let the cold wind lift the white clothes, and the snow fell on the white silk.

"How about I have someone go with you?"

"No, this time the master sent me here, and before leaving, he told me that the imperial court would let the three famous people come over, and it would be enough for the four of us to deal with Tianxiangju!"

"Okay, whatever you want, the chirping I gave you will sound when you encounter an accident, and I will naturally bring someone to reinforce you."

Wang Chenfeng nodded, with his relationship with Su Muchen, he naturally didn't need to be polite.

"Why should Tianxiangju have trouble with Xiangwang's Mansion?"

"Because King Xiang has a secret decree in his hand, some people don't want this secret decree to fall into the hands of today's son, the new emperor has just ascended the throne and sent people to take it several times, but they were all intercepted and killed in the middle of the road, and no one from the court has ever entered Jinchang City alive!"

Su Muchen frowned, he knew that this matter was related to the battle for the throne, and it must not be an ordinary thing.

"I have long heard that when the first emperor died, he left a secret decree to King Xiang, if the king of Zhenbei has a heart of disobedience after his death, he will hand over this secret decree to the current saint."

"Yes, but there is one thing I can't figure out, why didn't the old emperor directly hand over this secret decree to the new emperor?"

Su Muchen laughed, and his lifeless face suddenly appeared with vitality, "Everyone in the rivers and lakes says that your Heavenly Master Sect Wang Chenfeng is extremely smart, why can't you even think of this little thing clearly." ”

"Oh?" Wang Chenfeng looked back at Su Muchen, but his eyes were full of banter and provocation.

But this time he really underestimated Su Muchen, Su Muchen slowly stood up, picked up the long gun next to him and put it on the ground, moving little by little.

"King Xiang is the uncle of the new emperor, the elder brother of the king of Zhenbei, no one is more suitable than him to take this secret decree, the secret decree is given to the new emperor, he naturally can't wait to get rid of this thorn in the eye of the king of Zhenbei, and give others without the prestige of King Xiang."

While speaking, Su Muchen and Wang Chenfeng were already standing side by side in the wind and snow outside the house, Wang Chenfeng's eyes were full of approval at this time, obviously agreeing with his statement.

"It's a pity!"

"It's a pity that the first emperor wanted to give King Zhenbei a chance, but he didn't expect to harm King Xiang."

"Right"

"Not right"

Su Muchen looked at Wang Chenfeng in surprise, "You said it, why is it wrong?!" ”

"Because I'm here!"

Wang Chenfeng looked at the Xiangwang Mansion not far away with firm eyes, the Xiangwang Mansion was brightly lit at this time, and he could vaguely see the swaying figures.

"You! Don't underestimate the four girls in Tianxiangju. ”

"Where is the girl, it is clearly the female devil, today I will eliminate the demon guard!"

Su Muchen glanced at him, "You are a piece of wood, those four girls are all over the country, won't you pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" ”

"If I don't kill them today, they will kill me, how can I pity the jade?"

Su Muchen smiled, laughing very presumptuously, but then a mouthful of cold wind entered his throat and coughed violently.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "It's also romantic to die and be a ghost under the peony flower! ”

"I'm not you, I'm here to save people today, and I'm here to kill people!"

While the two were talking, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded in the quiet street, which was especially harsh in this quiet snowy night.

"Oh? They're coming! ”

Su Muchen's gaze suddenly sharpened, and the jackdaw gun in his hand made a burst of roaring sounds under the urging of his internal force.

"I can't accompany you!"

Wang Chenfeng jumped down from the top of the snow tower in the night, and his sleeves flew in a fluttering manner, just like an amazing immortal in this snowy day.

The snow tower is more than 100 feet high, and Wang Chenfeng is as straight as the wind, and it has been integrated into the wind and snow in a few ups and downs.

However, Su Muchen could still see a white shadow falling on the long street.

"Landlord, don't you really need to help?"

I don't know when a burly, bearded man stood behind Su Muchen with two mountain-opening axes in his hands.

"It's okay, he can handle it! I also want to see if the first disciple of this Heavenly Master Sect has improved a lot in cultivation after not seeing him for a few years? ”

"But?"

Su Muchen raised his hand and stopped what he was about to say next.

"Wancheng, you go and move that chair over, and then help me move the red clay stove that burns the brightest in the house here, I'm cold."

The big man he called Wancheng was Pang Wancheng, the owner of the Snow Gate under the Listening Snow Tower, and the two fifty or sixty pound mountain axes in his hands really had the ability to open the world.

This was specially prepared by Su Muchen for Wang Chenfeng in case of accidents.

Pang Wancheng, a sturdy and burly man, faced with the seemingly weak Su Muchen, but he obeyed his words, even if he was doing the work of a servant, there was no displeasure on his face.

He moved the tiger skin chair over, sat down for Su Muchen, and went back to the house with one hand to bring a red clay stove as big as a five or six-year-old child.

Against the backdrop of the firelight, Su Muchen's pale face finally had a trace of blood.

"The wind and snow are full of Jinchang!"

Su Muchen seemed to be talking about today's weather, and as if he was talking about everything that was about to happen in this Jinchang City.