The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and this winter's white disaster will not disappear because of Zhang Peng's will.

Although the official road was wide, it was already heavy snow, and it was difficult for the carriages and horses to travel, and the speed of the procession was slow, and for three days, Zhang Peng only walked 60 miles.

"The good news is that there is only one day left before Luming Town, and the bad news is that Duan He's team can't catch up with us on the road," Xu Wanyi rode her wind-chasing white jade horse, and the white heat continued to spew out from the BMW's nose, and it could be seen that even the BMW was very laborious to walk on the snowy road.

"There will be no accidents on the road, they don't plan to make a fuss on the way we came, so it doesn't matter if Duan He can catch up with us or not, as long as he can get to Luming Town," Zhang Peng endured the hot pain in his hips, and the skin and flesh on the inner thighs of his inner thighs were almost red and swollen when he was on horseback for days, if it wasn't for a layer of bandages, maybe they would have festered.

"You've been frowning and thinking about it for the past two days, did you come up with something first?" Xu Wanyi felt a sense of irritability for no reason.

"I didn't figure it out, this time our trip felt like being led by the nose, I felt like I was going to figure it out," Zhang Peng finally felt that he was really not a genius at this time, he really hoped that Hebo Private Seal could provide him with a warning again, but in the past two days, Hebo Private Seal was like a dead stone, and there was no response.

"It's not early, let's sleep overnight again, hurry tomorrow morning, and arrive in Luming Town after noon," Xu Wanyi saw Zhang Peng's dark face and didn't ask more, hit the horse forward, and commanded the team to set up the tent.

Zhang Peng and Xu Wanyi were worried, but the deserted Luming town was rarely lively.

The sign of Luming Academy had been hung up, and a thin-faced literati looked up with the support of two young men, his eyes showing puzzlement.

Luming Academy? What is this place? Deer chirping? Luming Town? Yes, I live in seclusion in Luming Town, but what is the existence of this Luming Academy?

In front of him, a young man in a Chinese costume wearing a wolf's fur shawl stopped his work of clearing the snow, turned to look at the emaciated literati, and bowed his hand with a smile, and the etiquette was meticulous: "Liu Yuan visited Mr. Xiangyin, at the request of Mr., the junior has already built Luming Academy." ”

Mr. Xiangyin looked at the radiant young man in front of him, feeling that he was both familiar and unfamiliar, and he couldn't remember when he asked for the construction of a Luming Academy.

Pain, endless pain came from his head, Liu Yuan? Who the hell is it? When did the old man entrust him to establish an academy? Thinking of this, Mr. Xiangyin felt as if his head had been pricked by a needle.

Liu Yuan let go of his gesture and pursed his lips, he had absolute confidence in the powerful secret medicine in the Holy See.

"It's good to be able to be Liu Yuan back," looking at Mr. Xiangyin's painful appearance, he regained his sense of superiority as the Holy Son of the Holy See, what about the Sect Master? Isn't it arbitrary kneading in front of our Holy See?

Just thinking about it, a cheap face appeared in his mind again, and Liu Yuan gritted his teeth: "Zhang Peng, you can't just be an ordinary disciple of the Tianxia Society, you must also be a holy son, otherwise you can't know so much forbidden knowledge!" Last time, I was just Liu Dayuan, this time I am the real me, the net covering the sky has been laid, see how you break free! ”

Liu Yuan looked up at the snowfall and handed the broom in his hand to the servant.

"Liu Yuan! Liu Yuan! I remember! Mr. Xiangyin's expression suddenly cleared, he withstood the invasion of pain, and used his strong willpower to temporarily break through the control of the secret medicine.

Liu Yuan looked at Mr. Xiangyin with some surprise, and frowned, there are not many people who can rely on their own willpower to break through the effect of the medicine, but there are two in a row during this time, one is Yuan Gongyuan, and the other is Mr. Xiangyin in front of him.

"Thief and villain, what kind of poison did you use on the old man! Yes, Forget the Grass, it's the Forget the Grass! Mr. Xiangyin remembered what happened to him recently and became angry.

About a month ago, this young man named Liu Yuan suddenly visited Luming Town and found Mr. Xiangyin, claiming to be a member of the Liu clan in Fuzhou, and came from thousands of miles to ask Mr. Xiangyin for advice.

Although Liu Yuan is young, his bearing is extraordinary, and his knowledge shocks Mr. Xiangyin. He once wondered if he had lived in seclusion for a long time, and the world had entered an era of cultural prosperity.

After the two talked, Mr. Xiangyin became a confidant, and they became friends for the year.

Mr. Xiangyin soon formed an absolute trust in Liu Yuan and talked about everything, and Liu Yuan also reciprocated the favor and told him many things that he did not teach.

However, soon, the scheming Liu Yuan poisoned the sincere Mr. Xiangyin.

Under the pretext of treating Mr. Xiangyin's wind disease and pain, he offered Mr. Xiangyin a miracle medicine called Forget Worry Grass!

It only takes a small amount of this forget-you-forget grass, and if you smoke it with a candle flame and inhale the smoke, you will feel a dream-like feeling of comfort when you are young, and the pain in your body will disappear in an instant.

Mr. Xiangyin did not doubt him, and really thought that Liu Yuan was looking for a good medicine for him, and then, he did not refuse the secret medicine provided by Liu Yuan. During that time, he felt like he was fluttering every day, and his life was wonderful.

But one day, Liu Yuan disappeared, and the Forgetfulness Grass and other secret medicines were also gone, Mr. Xiangyin panicked, he searched everywhere, but to no avail.

Then came the hellish experience, his body and mind were not under his control, the painful experience hit tenfold and hundredfold, and Mr. Xiangyin was almost tormented by the longing for the forgetfulness of the grass in his inhuman form.

Just when he was desperate, Liu Yuan appeared again, took his Forget Worry Grass, and said to Mr. Xiangyin with a smile: "Mr. Xiangyin, I want to ask for a few copies of your ink treasure, I don't know if you will allow it?" ”

Mr. Xiangyin agreed, and he became Liu Yuan's puppet, kneeling to accept the recording machine, and letters were scattered from Luming Academy to various places in the North Garden.

As for what he wrote, Mr. Xiangyin doesn't remember anymore.

"Mr. Xiangyin is sick, take him down to see a good life, our distinguished guest must not let him die before he comes back," Liu Yuan sighed, and did not pay attention to Mr. Xiangyin's weak scolding at all.

He turned to look at his Luming Academy again, feeling satisfied with his work, this courtyard was originally a landlord's mansion, but he refused his offer to buy the courtyard, so now he, including his entire family, has no chance to say no more.

"Why are all the people of this world so ignorant? Could something yellow and white be more important than life? Liu Yuan sighed, his face full of compassion.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, so there must have been chaos in Beiting Castle...... The corners of Liu Yuan's mouth rose slightly, and he walked into Luming Academy. The servant closed the door of the academy intimately.