The clouds are thick, the weather is colder than ever, the flowers on the mountain have subtly put away their petals, the trees are still resisting stubbornly, and the cold wind is blowing around, so that many people wear big cotton jackets.

This is the southern land, but the weather in summer has the feeling of winter, many people turned into horror in surprise, someone died today, and they were frozen to death in a cotton jacket, which made people really afraid.

The streets were chaotic, many people rushed to their homes, lit fires and stoves, and the patrolmen became cautious, holding long swords to keep them from messing around, guiding everyone to walk, and making the streets quiet again.

This city is a small city in the south, called 'Yang City', because the sun rises and sets are staying here, so the sun is named, the meaning of the older generation is very simple, I hope that the future generations can be as eternal as the sun, and will not be afraid in the face of darkness, and will not be sad.

Yangcheng is very small, but there are a lot of people, men and women here like to dress up, wear their own tastes, but unfortunately by the weather, the sudden cooling makes them unguardable, here is the four seasons like spring, never so cold, everyone's fear has deepened a lot.

There were very few people on the street, and several soldiers were talking to each other, and there was a corpse lying on the ground, with a pale face, lips that began to freeze with menstruation, and white frost on every part of the body, and the cotton jacket he wore could not cover the sudden cold.

Brush!

The wind gusted, several soldiers trembled a little, squatted down and slowly lifted the corpse, and entered a mansion under the watchful eyes of everyone, but when everyone wanted to follow in, they were stopped by the soldiers, it turned out that this was the mansion of the Yangcheng guard 'Wu Zhong', and ordinary people couldn't enter at all.

The door of the mansion was closed, and several soldiers put the corpses in the courtyard, Wu Zhong quickly walked out when he heard this, looked at the strange dead man on the ground with a surprised face, and asked, "Why did he die so ugly?" ”

"General, the preliminary judgment of this person is that he has frozen to death." A soldier said.

Wu Zhong is a bald head, his eyes are round, his ears are slightly long, his face is very round, his nose is pointed, there is a scar between his lips, his body is slightly fat, he walks a little tremblingly, he wears a silver armor, carries a scimitar at his waist, and speaks softly, which is completely inconsistent with his strong appearance.

After listening to the soldier's words, he frowned slightly, looked a lot fiercer, squatted down and observed the corpse, and said suspiciously: "It's strange, our Yangcheng is like spring all year round, and there has never been a cooling, this is the time of summer, why was he frozen to death?" ”

"General, today is indeed much colder than ever, the people on the street have put on their padded jackets, this man suddenly fell to the ground while walking, and he died when we came to him, and there was no trace of being injured by external forces." The soldier explained.

Wu Zhong grabbed the corpse's hand and looked, it was full of hoarfrost, the place where the nails began to freeze, but the red blood was still alive, and there were suddenly a lot of doubts in his heart, since he was frozen to death, why was his bloodline still alive? As the saying goes, when a person dies and the blood stops, but his outside is covered with a layer of hoarfrost, but the blood is still flowing, what is the reason for this?

"Isn't he dead?" Wu Zhong muttered to himself.

Brush!

Wu Zhong tore off the padded jacket again, only to see that everyone was startled, and the flesh was covered with hoarfrost, but the heart was beating, like a transparent mirror, the blood-red appearance was very clear, and it was beating more and more urgently.

"General, beware of deception!"

Seeing the horror of the corpse, everyone changed from surprise to caution, and the two soldiers saw that Wu Zhong was still going to touch the corpse, and immediately reminded him worriedly, wanting him to stay away from the corpse.

Wu Zhong frowned, the soldier's worries were not unreasonable, but there were many puzzles in his heart, thinking that he had fought on the battlefield for many years, and the dead people he had seen were not few, such a dead man was the first time, his whole body was paralyzed, but his heart was still active, which could be called the first incident in the south.

"Is there anyone else but him?" Wu Zhong asked.

The four soldiers looked at each other, and only found him during the patrol, and there was no similar incident, but it was really strange today, the weather was getting colder, and people were panicking, which was something that had never happened in Yangcheng.

"General, there is no one else but him, is it related to natural disasters?" The soldier wondered.

Wu Zhong stood up, looking at the gloomy weather a little puzzled, Yangcheng has never been so shady, but today it has changed, the people in the city are panicking, the flowers in the mountains are withering, the birds are not calling, and the beasts are nowhere to be seen, what is the reason!

Wu Zhong, as the guard of Yangcheng, should have figured things out, the breeze blew on his cheeks, and suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at the corpse, and said to the soldiers: "You turn him over and let me take a look." ”

The four of them obeyed the order and turned the corpse to the back, Wu Zhong asked the two to directly tear off the padded jacket they were wearing, and then the few people became surprised again, only to see a white flower growing on their backs, slowly blooming, the blood of the corpse was moisturizing it, white and red, both bright and secretly murderous.

Brush!

Just when a few people sighed, the white flower suddenly moved, and countless spikes appeared in the petals, and with the addition and melting of blood, it instantly left the corpse and flew into the air, spinning extremely fast, and many spikes fell towards the sky, attacking several people one after another.

"General, be careful!"

Wu Zhong was still surprised, several spikes rushed at him, and the four soldiers immediately protected him in it, and the spikes pierced into the soldier's body, blood flowed out, and Wu Zhong escaped.

"Who dares to kill people here, don't get out of here quickly."

Wu Zhong pushed the four of them away, drew his knife and knocked down countless spikes, and then raised his knife at the white flower, roaring angrily, which instantly alarmed many guards to come out, all standing in front of him, their eyes fixed on the surroundings.

Brush!

Perhaps stimulated, the white flower slowly landed, and when everyone was surprised, a black mist appeared, circling around the white flower and there was a mocking laughter, and the white flower disappeared when he looked at it, and in front of him was a man dressed in white.

But I saw that he had white hair and white eyebrows, glowing eyes, a high nose bridge, a talented mouth, a face full of white powder, a slightly thin figure, wearing a white clothes, holding a feather fan, and a sharp sword hanging from his waist, without losing his demeanor.

"General Wu, do you know me?" The man laughed.

Wu Zhong looked at this person with a serious face, and always felt that he had seen it there, but he couldn't say his name, so he said: "You came out when you came out, why did you kill my four subordinates?" ”

"General Wu, it's no wonder to me, who told them to be so rude to me." The man said contemptuously.

"What is your purpose?" Wu Zhong asked.

"Give us this Yang City." The man was unhurried.

"You guys?" Wu Zhong frowned.

"Can't you see the situation clearly?"

"Who are you?"

"Of course, it's magical." The man said insidiously.