Chen He's Tianyan car is indeed partly from Beitai.

It's just that the sentence that this young master of Peking University said when he looked back at the wind and snow refers to Tianyanche or something else, I don't know.

Chen He squeezed for a long time, but in the end he still didn't squeeze to the front.

This made him regret it a little.

Knowing that Tianyanche was in the hands of Beitai, Chen He would not have been slow no matter what he said, until everyone came to the west of Jidu, and he came here.

Of course, he also saw Beitai's turn.

It's just that Chen He couldn't hear Beitai's words.

Through those misty winds and snows, Chen He couldn't see the look of the young man standing in Tianyan's car.

After jumping up and down for a long time, Chen He finally silently retreated to the eaves of the long street in the west of the city.

Nandequ still stood there sickly wrapped in a large quilt, like a crumpled gray roasted sweet potato.

"I know that Tianyanche is yours, ahem."

Nan Dequ coughed while looking at Chen He and said.

"If Beitai wanted to return it to you, he would definitely have paid you back a long time ago, and he wouldn't have been hiding in his palace."

Chen He snorted and said, "I guess he wanted it when he was in Nanyi City." ”

“......”

The young master of Peking University is probably not very rare, such a tattered thing.

What Chen He said was naturally angry.

Nan Dequ looked at the rare angry Chen He a little helplessly, but he didn't say anything.

There is really no need to be kind and honest.

In the distance, in the wind and snow, the Tianyan car is still heading towards the last section of the road under the snowy mountain.

The long staircase of the wind and snow is probably impossible to climb.

Chen He was there thinking about waiting for Beitai to get out of the car, so he ran to drive the car back.

So he looked around again to see if there was a way to get to the foot of the mountain.

It's just that those green armors surrounded it, and it was probably difficult for Chen He to really drive back such a car even if he ran over.

Nan Dequ didn't notice Chen He's movements, just wrapped in the quilt, looked over there very strangely, and said softly: "Speaking of which, Beitai has 300,000 Qingjia, maybe it is still backed by Qingtian Dao, so you shouldn't choose such a way to appear." ”

Although the name of Tianyan car is good, it is actually just a tattered car made up of two wheelchairs.

Chen He was still a little angry, and said angrily: "Maybe I just feel that I am a fresh and energetic majesty." ”

Although Chen He's words are extremely emotional, there are indeed some possibilities.

Compared to such a majesty who has lived for a thousand years, this young master of Peking University is of course extremely young.

Young Majesty, perhaps it is true that there must be something young as a foil.

Nan Dequ turned his head to look at Chen He, smiled softly, and said, "Maybe it's to hide the truth that his leg is lame?" ”

Chen He was stunned, and wanted to say that it seemed to be the case.

It's just that the young man in the wind and snow has already arrived at the foot of the mountain, and when he looks back at the people of Jidu, he walks down from the Tianyan car very calmly.

Then, under the incredible gaze of Chen He and Nan Dequ, they walked towards the top of the snow steps of the mountain road very smoothly.

This scene is probably more incredible than Beitai wearing a Taoist robe.

"Is his leg healed?"

Chen He muttered there.

Nandequ just shook his head.

Now he is just a man in the world, and he can't see the story of the wind and snow.

But there was a voice behind the two.

"Unless he gets a new leg, it's hard to heal."

The two looked back and saw a Taoist standing there, saying with a sigh.

Nan Dequ narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Zhuyu? ”

They are all people in Nanyi City, and of course it is impossible for Nandequ not to know Jiang Zhuyu.

The Taoist looked at Nan Dequ with some regret, and he didn't know what he regretted, so he said softly: "Senior brother actually doesn't do sword cultivation anymore. ”

Nandequ fell silent.

Chen He glanced at Nan Dequ wrapped in the quilt and diverted the conversation.

"Then why is he not limping when he walks?"

Jiang Zhuyu's eyes fell on Chen He, and she couldn't see any emotion, but said calmly: "The reason why Your Majesty can't walk smoothly is because when I broke his leg at the beginning, I used too much force, causing his leg bones to twist and shatter, so one leg is long and the other is short. So why do you say he doesn't walk lame? ”

Chen He and Nan Dequ seemed to understand something, and looked at the long wind-and-snow staircase that went up in shock.

At the end of the long staircase is an extremely large and gorgeous platform, which looks like it is inherited from the long street of Jidu, as if it has inherited those magnificent and gorgeous skylight and wind and snow.

There was a certain Emperor Lu Ming named Reverse Chunhan who was waiting.

And on the long steps, a small figure has already left Tianyan Che, let go of the hand of the plain Taoist skirt woman, and is going up little by little.

Chen He and Nan Dequ seem to have seen many extremely bright blood-colored flowers in those invisible wind and snow footprints.

Heading to the top of the mountain.

Everyone was silent looking at this picture that was not grand or shocking.

......

The cold of the spring stood silently in the wind and snow.

His Majesty is very old, and he is lighting many extremely warm braziers in the vicinity of this high platform of wind and snow.

It's like some sunflowers blooming in the snow.

The Chengtiantai is not very high, but it is also nearly a thousand feet.

Your Majesty Luming, no matter how ignored by the world.

After all, this is also an emperor.

At the time of the transition between the old and the new, it is natural that extremely solemn etiquette is also required.

There seems to be some bells and drums slowly sounding in the wind and snow in the world.

It's not sad, it's just dreary, like this snow that has fallen for thousands of years.

The voices converged on the platform.

Only in this way can the world find a place to put its eyes in the vast wind and snow.

Wearing an old imperial robe, he stood there for a long time, and when the eyes of the world fell on the high mountain, his eyes fell on the long steps.

There, a young man dressed in a Taoist robe calmly walked upwards.

It is worth mentioning that Lu Ming didn't know how many young people walking in the snow and wind did not wear shoes.

Barefoot, stepping on the long steps full of ice edges.

Behind him was a line of blood-colored footprints.

Qian Chunhan's gaze fell on the young man's feet.

In fact, if you look closely, this young man does not walk extremely smoothly as the world from afar sees.

His body was trembling slightly.

Poured Chunhan's gaze fell on the young foot that had been shaved off a lot of flesh and walked bare-knuckled in the wind and snow.

The look may be amazed, shocked, or moved.

It's just that everything is silent on the old emperor's sideburns, and the white hairs that have condensed with ice and snow.

So it's not sad, it's just dull.

It's like this snow that hasn't been known to have fallen for thousands of years.

It took a long time for the young man, who had shaved off his flesh and made his legs the same length, to step through the wind and snow and stand in front of the old emperor who was slightly hunched and looking at the long steps below.

Beitai's gaze was as calm as water, but his face was covered with fine sweat - before he climbed the high platform of the Snow Mountain, Bai He left some Taoist skills on him, otherwise no matter how tenacious the decision was, it would be difficult to survive the wind and snow of the Snow Country.

Qian Chunhan stood there silently, looking down at the blood-colored footprints behind Beitai, and it took a long time before he said softly: "Really so resolute? ”

Of course, Beitai understands the meaning of the spring cold.

In fact, the battle in such a snowy country is not tragic.

Naruto's indignation was more about the fact that this old emperor surrendered without a fight.

Do they really hate Beitai so much?

Maybe not.

Resentment should be silent in the snowstorm.

But the world breathes heavily, and it cannot be said that there is much silence.

Beitai stood there calmly, did not look back at the footprints, and said lightly: "It is indeed so resolute. ”

Qian Chunhan didn't say anything more, standing on that platform, the cumbersome etiquette had been completely omitted.

All he had to do was give that scepter to the young man in front of him.

Lu Ming accompanied the emperor or rather, Lu Ming's real emperor throne was handed over to this young man with 300,000 green armor.

Qian Chunhan was silent for a long time, and raised the hand holding the scepter.

Beitai, who was wearing a Taoist robe, folded his hands very calmly and lowered his head.

The scepter of the Ice and Snow Lotus is actually very hard and sharp.

Even a dying old emperor like Chunhan could lift it above his head and then smash it down with force, it would be enough to cut off the young man's neck.

Such a scene is indeed very tempting.

The light in the eyes of the cold spring kept flickering.

Kitadai stood there quietly. It's as if I never knew the hesitation and entanglement in the heart of the person in front of me.

Countless people in the wind and snow have seen such a scene.

Of course, they were looking forward to that kind of picture.

The old emperor who surrendered without a fight was only to paralyze the enemy.

When the time was right, he raised his scepter, cut off the traitor's head, and shed a splash of blood, and he was disgraced.

It's a pity that such a story is probably not realistic.

Even if the green armor is gradually going east.

There is still a spring-like turquoise color in the capital, just like the scenery under such a rooftop.

If Chunhan really cut off the scepter in his hand.

Undoubtedly, it is the world that will drop the butcher's knife to the extreme capital.

This is a story that many people can see.

Of course, Chunhan also understands it in his heart.

Even if Beitai is dead, there is still Beiyuan, and Beiyuan is dead, and the 300,000 Qingjia will still obey the orders of those Taoists who belong to the Qingtian Dao.

So the story of the blood spilled on the wind and snow really didn't happen.

The scepter was extremely stable and was delivered to the young man's hand.

Qian Chunhan knelt down very respectfully.

"The people are cold in spring, and I will meet Your Majesty."

......

"I didn't think that Beitai had such a lot of perseverance."

Nandequ said with a sigh.

More than a thousand feet of ice and snow steps, he simply shaved off the soles of his feet and some bones, and walked up step by step.

As a person who had a cold and had to go out with a big quilt on the bed in the cold, Nan Dequ really admired that young man.

Jiang Zhuyu also stood there with some sighs, and said softly: "Speaking of which, I don't know about this matter. ”

Nan Dequ coughed while turning his head to look at this Qingtian Dao person.

The latter said very calmly: "In our initial arrangement, there was no such link. ”

Nan Dequ raised his eyebrows and said, "So what made Beitai sit like this?" ”

Jiang Zhuyu squinted her eyes, looked at the thousand-zhang long staircase in the wind and snow, and after a long time, she said slowly: "Senior brother, as the sword cultivator of the former Human Sword Sect, should know very well that the Northern Family has been a thousand years, and the heads of the previous generations are often lame. ”

Just like the story in Nanyi City, the story of Beitai is, to some extent, just a boring repetition.

It's just that only when he really encountered a big wave that swept the world, he was really pushed out of Nanyi City.

Jiang Zhuyu continued: "So think about it, it's not so incredible. If I also have the surname North. When facing such a thousand-foot long staircase, the thought of limping up again will probably make me feel resentful. ”

Nandequ's gaze fell on the Chengtiantai to the west of the wind and snow.

The young emperor on the stage is holding a scepter in his hand, standing quietly in the glorious wind and snow in the extreme capital, overlooking this world.

So maybe it's like what Dogwood said.

It is precisely because of this that Beitai will use a pair of bloody legs and feet of the same length to climb those thousand-foot long steps step by step - just like replacing those ancestors in the past, and smoothly walking for a period of 1,000 years.

Nandequ looked at it with a sigh for a long time, and then said softly: "Maybe." ”

This sword cultivator didn't like such a Taoist very much, not to mention, it was obvious that he couldn't interfere in the current story of the world, so he turned around in the wind and snow, intending to leave here.

Wrapped in a big quilt and walking two steps, Nan Dequ seemed to feel that something was not right.

Looking back, I found that the two had been talking here for a long time, but Chen He didn't know when they were gone.

Jiang Zhuyu looked at Nan Dequ who turned her head and said slowly, "Are you looking for that young man?" ”

Nan Dequ frowned and said, "Do you know where he is?" ”

Jiang Zhuyu said calmly: "It has nothing to do with me, he is going to leave by himself." ”

The Taoist said, stretched out his hand, and pointed to a place in the wind and snow.

Nan Dequ looked in that direction, and was instantly stunned.

It turned out that the young man had climbed onto the roof of the long street in Jidu for some time, and was wriggling there like a big snow worm, and the destination was obviously the Tianyan car at the foot of the Wind and Snow Chengtiantai Mountain.

......

"You are always so so indifferent, but how lonely I am....."

Chen He hummed a tune on the side, but today's tune was obviously not sad.

It's cheerful with a hint of anger.

Chen He didn't care if Beitai wanted to be His Majesty.

He only cared about whether he could get his Tianyan car back.

After looking there for a long time, he finally found a path that might be the only way to go.

That is to climb over the roof of the first line.

Chen He hummed a tune while struggling to crawl there.

It reminded him of the time when he had climbed the walls of Hell by himself.

People who are idle and wild cranes may not have a time to be brave.

Chen He feels that he is indeed braver than anyone else now.

The world is probably still immersed in the story of the wind and snow in the distance, and they don't notice that above their heads, there is a person humming a tune and crawling towards the end of the long snowstorm street.

It took a long time for Chen He to finally cross the waves of people who were pushed to the shore and froze like a snowstorm.

In front of him were many green armors that surrounded such a snow-capped mountain.

Arriving here, it's probably the hardest place to get over.

Chen He did not doubt the loyalty of those Qingjia to Beitai, if he was not loyal, he probably would not have crossed the world with difficulty and followed him to such a snowy place.

So Chen He stood at the end of the eaves, a little at a loss.

It's just that just when Chen He was standing there worrying, an extremely violent riot suddenly broke out in the entire extreme capital.

Everyone's eyes were on such a snowy mountain.

Chen He followed the eyes of the world and looked over, only to see that in the misty wind and snow, a figure seemed to fall.

Swiftly crossed the snowstorm, then fell into the snow somewhere, never to be seen again.

Chen He looked over there silently.

But I also understood something.

Probably a certain Luming accompanied the emperor, and after handing over the throne to Beitai, he chose to commit suicide in the wind and snow.

So the spring cold may have fallen upside down.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously fell there.

Including those green nails.

Chen He's eyes lit up, but he also reacted, this was probably the best time for him to take Tianyan back the car.

The young man leaped into the snowdrift below, and hurried up again, braving the wind and snow, and hurried towards it.

The suicide of the inverted spring cold attracted the attention of the entire pole.

Even Jiang Zhuyu and Nandequ, who had noticed Chen He's whereabouts before, subconsciously set their eyes on that side in the midst of the wind and snow.

By the time everyone came to their senses, the young man had already passed through the heavy green armor and appeared in front of Tianyan's car.

It's just that before Chen He could sit up, a woman in a Taoist skirt holding an umbrella was already standing there.

Chen He was taken aback, but before he could react. The Qingtian Dao woman named Bai He, who had a relationship with each other, had already raised her hand, pinched the Dao Jue, and stood it in front of her.

Chen He's eyes widened, probably not expecting that this woman, who was not ruthless no matter how she said it, would directly kill her.

Countless rhymes in the wind and snow instantly condensed, turned into a golden light, and came straight towards Chen He.

Chen He felt that he was probably finished.

It's just that in the next moment, those golden light practices were three inches in front of Chen He's body, and they were re-split into countless Taoist texts, and then in an instant, they turned into thousands of trickles and passed over this young man.

Chen He seemed to realize something, and suddenly looked back.

On the long street of wind and snow, those sermons had already passed through the body of a certain Taoist with the wind and snow extremely quickly.