Hua Manlou and Zhu Zhu each took two fruits, thanked them and ate them.

Zhu stopped eating very boldly, ate the fruit in three or two bites, and then said with a smile: "I've been thirsty after walking for so long, I'm not welcome, old Zhu." ”

When he had finished speaking, he reached out and took two more fruits.

In the pavilion, only Shu Ange and Ximen Fuxue did not eat the fruit, he looked at her fixedly, and his black and white eyes flowed with different emotions.

Shu Ange didn't know what words to use to describe Ximen Fuxue's eyes, as if he had suddenly transformed from a cold sword god to a mortal - an immortal who was not very familiar with human emotions.

She could feel that Simon Fuxue wanted her to eat the fruit, but he stared at her and didn't say a word.

Shu Ange is a soft-hearted person, she picked up the tender fruit, and after taking a bite, she blew snow to the west gate with crooked eyebrows and thanked her: "Thank you for the owner's fruit." ”

A simple sentence made Simon Blowing Snow suddenly feel a little sad.

In the past, he was alone in the world, traveling alone for several months, and he had no worries in his heart.

But since the last time he separated from Shu Ange, Ximen Chuixue has not been accustomed to the feeling of going to the end of the world alone.

He obviously couldn't restrain his thoughts, so he appeared in the inn, but when faced with her questioning, he blindly denied it, and finally hurt her.

Thinking of that night, her clothes fluttered in the moonlight, and she wrote the words "I have no regrets about this love" on the ground, and the blood flowers blooming on her chest, Simon Blowing Snow's heart throbbed for a moment.

She likes to laugh, but her laughter that night made Simon Blowing Snow feel a sense of trepidation that she would lose herself.

It wasn't until Shu Ange was no longer by his side like before that Ximen Fuxue knew what he had missed.

If you don't fall asick in your life, you will be lovesick, and you will be lovesick.

Ximen Blowing Snow used to be the most unsightly of sour and rotten poems, but now he feels that every word of the ancients fell into his heart.

If he was given another chance to choose, he would never arrogantly and unreasonably reject her sincerity.

Perhaps when he first met her, he expected that she would be his doom, so he deliberately avoided that burning emotion.

The mountain fruit was quickly eaten, the mountain breeze was mighty and cool, and several people sat in the pavilion talking and laughing, as if they had just experienced a cruel battle before.

An hour later, a group of servants in green clothes came on fast horses, and they were dozens of people, with many things on both sides of the horses.

Those men were very disciplined, and after dismounting and blowing snow and saluting to the west gate, almost at the same moment, they began to take the packages on the horse's back, and quickly divided labor and prepared to set up their tents on the spot.

"Leave five horses and no more."

"Yes!"

The group quickly packed up the package, leaving behind the five strongest horses, and disappeared into the mountain path like a gust of wind.

"Finally there is a horse, thank you for the kindness of the owner of Simon Village!"

Zhu stopped smiling and arched his hand towards the west gate, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha.

Among the few people present, he had the highest demand for horses, and how could he not be happy that his wish was now fulfilled.

Five horses, Ximen Fuxue also had to go with them, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou were naturally very welcome, but considering Shu Ange's mood, they didn't say anything clearly.

The matter of love is mysterious and inscrutable, Ximen Fuxue can catch up, and help at a critical juncture, and learn to be considerate, Lu Xiaofeng feels that the relationship between the two may have a turnaround.

Hua Manlou can see more transparently, Shu Ange is free and easy, with great ambition and righteousness, it is not a moment of brain fever for a woman like her to like someone.

Falling in love with such a girl full of legend and mystery, Mo said that Simon Blowing Snow was just indifferent, he was a god in the sky and had to move his heart.

The five of them got on the horse one after another, Ximen Fuxue silently walked with the four of them, there was no superfluous word, Shu Ange didn't say anything, and the two reached a strange and harmonious tacit understanding.

With the snow blowing at the West Gate, Shu Ange and his party had a much smoother journey.

Huo Xiu, the old fox, was very cunning, he had sent dozens of elites from Tsing Yi Lou to attack the two of them, but not only did they return in vain but also lost nearly twenty people.

Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou and Shangguan Danfeng alone are already very difficult to deal with, plus a Ximen blowing snow, and other idlers can't get close to them at all.

Shu Ange and his party were getting closer and closer to Qingfeng Guan, and Huo Xiu finally realized that his identity and the helm of Tsing Yi Lou were likely to be exposed.

He thought that he acted seamlessly, and decided that Lu Xiaofeng needed to investigate for a long time before he could learn that he was the chief scoop of Tsing Yi Building.

Now that his identity is easily recognized, Huo Xiu decided to set up an ambush at the helm of Tsing Yi Building and lay a net to let them go and never return.

After the fourth horse change, Shu Ange and his party finally arrived at Qingfeng Temple.

They didn't stop at Qingfeng Temple, but went directly to Houshan Huoxiu's other business.

The cold wind blew the clothes of several people, Lu Xiaofeng was wearing a crimson cloak, his face was radiant like a prince, and the snow blowing in Ximen was still snow-white, only the cuffs of his shirt were rolled with silver trim.

He and Lu Xiaofeng are white, red, cold and hot, obviously completely different, but they are a pair of confidants and friends.

Hua Manlou wears a light green embroidered bamboo clothes, his eyebrows are picturesque, and his temperament is fresh and elegant, like a scholar.

Zhu Zhu was wearing an orange robe, a round belly, and a big gold ring on his hand, living the image of a rich man.

Shu Ange was dressed in plain black, his long hair was curled up with silver hairpins, he was holding a folding fan in his hand, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

The five of them walked towards the small building in the distance step by step, and in front of them was the Longtan Tiger's Den, but none of them showed a panicked and frightened look.

Because, what they broke into was the Longtan Tiger's Den!

Fifty meters away from the small building, I saw two masked male protagonists suddenly walk out of the building, and there was a crying little girl between them.

"Let go of me, you let go of me."

The little girl's nose was red, her voice was delicate, and she was pitiful.

Shu Ange recognized at a glance that this petite and cute girl was Shangguan Danfeng's cousin and Shangguan Feiyan's sister Xue'er.

The two men in black carried the little girl mercilessly forward, and Lu Xiaofeng shouted in surprise: "Xue'er, it's Xue'er." ”

Hua Manlou also showed a strange look, he had seen Xue'er, although he had not regained his name at that time, but her innocent and delicate voice made him remember it vividly.

Shangguan Feiyan may have done a lot of things wrong, but Xue'er is innocent, and it is really shameful for Tsing Yi Lou to do such a thing.

"Let go of Xue'er and tell Huo Xiu that we are here to fight him to the death, why implicate innocent people."

The man in black stopped more than ten feet away from them, Xue'er had tears in her eyes and a very obvious scar on her neck.

"Help me, woo woo ......"

(Sleepy, thank you for your support)