I have to say, this thing is too weird.

Originally, the three of them had the idea of ambushing, wanting to hide their whereabouts in Daming City, spend a good Yuan Ri Festival, and go to ambush the demon of Chu Shi Shanhe, who Cheng thought that the three of them had not eaten a bite of breakfast before they met Lu Tong, a madman of Chu, and Chu Xinsu, a saint of the Spirit Clan.

Then the five of them fought inexplicably, at that time, Lu Tong fought against the emaciated man and the crop man, and the fight was so tragic that even a big mountain collapsed most of it, and the scholar was entangled by Chu Xinsu, who was holding the snow on the moon, and couldn't get close to the battlefield over there for half a step, and the three people in that fight were extremely aggrieved.

The emaciated man raised his listless face, looked at the reader and said, "The intelligence doesn't say that Lu Tong came to look for his sister for thousands of miles, it stands to reason that he should be hostile to Chu Shi Shanhe, why did he spare no effort to make a move this time, could it be that he is sick?" And I thought about it for several days, I really couldn't think of our plan to ambush the devil, how did Lu Tong find out, logically speaking, this matter was Zhang Fuzhi's temporary idea, and we only came over when we got closer, even if the news leaked from Liangzhu, it wouldn't go so fast. In our Terran realm, the speed of news delivery is almost catching up with us."

The crop man rolled his eyes, sighed helplessly, and said, "You've been analyzing it for several days, and you haven't analyzed anything, so you can't rest properly."

The emaciated man tilted his head to look at the farmer and said, "I was beaten for no reason, and now I want to know why I can't be beaten?"

This time, the crop man only sighed and did not continue to quarrel with the emaciated man.

The scholar thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "It shouldn't have been passed by Liangzhu, after all, there are people from behind who are watching, there can't be such a big mistake over there, it should be someone here in Daming City who guessed our identity, and he couldn't show up so he was forced to let Chu Madman and Chu Xinsu stop it."

"The man from Daming City?" The emaciated man was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who is that man?"

The scholar shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly, "With my level, I don't have enough access to that kind of secret, let alone you group responsible for assassinations. I think even if it's us Moying, only Lord Mojiang and those behind it know some of the inside story, and as for all of them, you can only ask Xiangguo-sama."

Hearing the words Xiangguo, the thin man's originally low mood was even lower this time. He tilted his head and sighed helplessly.

At this moment, the blue flame of the bronze tripod on the ground suddenly turned black and red.

The crop man took out a pitch-black short axe from behind his waist, stood up, and blasted through the heavy ice and out of the ice chamber with a single blow.

"Let's ......" Before the reader could finish speaking, the emaciated man had already disappeared into the ice room, and the reader raised his hand to put the bronze tripod into the sleeve of the leaky air everywhere, and jumped out of the ice room.

Out of Hengcheng in the north, thousands of miles of desolation and loneliness, yellow sand and wind and snow are vast.

In the heavy snow season, all souls are hidden, making the already extremely lonely desert even more dead, so except for the snow falling, all sounds will be infinitely amplified here, and the black clothes in this endless snow field also found the three people in front of them.

Chu Shishanhe thought about it carefully and finally chose to move on, the first three, if it was just a traveler like himself, it would not hurt, if it was with a person who was ready to intercept and kill himself, he could ambush on this frozen ice field, and it was not so easy for him to escape, so he couldn't escape from this fight.

Chu Shishanhe stretched out his hand and grabbed the scarf that had slipped down to his chin and pulled it up, trying to cover his nose as much as possible, leaving only a pair of eyes.

Chu Shishanhe walked very slowly, and the three of them were not in a hurry, and the crop man who had already taken out the short axe simply wiped the axe directly from the corner of his tattered clothes.

"You're not cold?" Chu Shishanhe finally walked in front of the three people, pointed to the three people who could only be described as shabby and asked, saying that he would take a few more sets of pairs from his mustard seed bag.

This sentence directly confused the reader, normal people don't do it directly when they encounter this situation, they have to ask what they do, so when they get to this devil, it becomes a bloody story of a kind-hearted person who rescues the deserters?

"No... No need, thank you." The thin man stopped at this question, and was stunned for a while before stumbling to refuse.

"Not really? Oh well." Chu Shishanhe inquired again and received a positive answer before taking back the three sets of clothes that had been taken out.

"You've just finished a fight, and now you're coming here to stop me, it's not easy." Chu Shishanhe looked at the three of them carefully and said, "Which family are you from? How can there be no humanity, otherwise I will be a big man, I can't guarantee that I am rich and rich, but it is still no problem to eat fragrant and drink spicy food."

"Isn't eating fragrant and drinking spicy food rich and expensive?" The farmer, who has always been generous, asked rhetorically.

Chu Shishanhe directly waved his hand and retorted: "How can this be the same, those who eat fragrant and drink spicy food are at most small rich, and they are far from being rich and expensive......

"Then you go back with me, I'll make you rich and expensive like this?" The crop man asked.

Chu Shishanhe asked with a serious face, "Be a proton or a prisoner?"

"Proton." The emaciated man suddenly interjected, "Of course, this is also a temporary idea."

"Alright." The scholar planned to fight the three of them, and said, "We are the Terran Ink Shadow ......."

"Damn, I thought it was Chilin-kun's grandson who couldn't play, so he found someone to intercept me." Chu Shi Shanhe scolded in a low voice, and then hurriedly smiled and said, "Terran Moying, I'm familiar, your iron pawn Zhang Fuzhi is my brother, why did he ask you to send me?" That's not necessary, I can go by myself, thank you, I don't have to send it anymore."

Saying that, Chu Shishanhe arched his hand and was about to leave, and then he heard a cold word.

"It was Zhang Fuzhi who asked us to intercept and kill you, although there is still controversy within us about your disposal, but the biggest voice is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots."

"Damn, Zhang Fuzhi, this bitch-bred bastard, I know it's not a good thing to run into him, *** dare to backstab Lao Tzu, fucking turn around and beat you directly to the point where you don't even know your mother......" Chu Shishanhe squirted wildly, and even the corners of the crop man's mouth twitched a little.

Chu Shishanhe's style of speech changed, and he was accompanied by a somewhat flattering smile, although there was a thick scarf covering his face, but the shameless feeling could still be clearly felt, which made the three of them a little speechless,

"So, what do you mean, most of the people I cited are, you still have to believe in yourself, after all, it's really uncomfortable to fight hard again in this cold weather."

After coughing a few times, the reader pointed to himself and said embarrassedly, "We are the majority."