Yang Qian and Yan Chixia fought for most of the night, and they were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, and they were ready to find a place to sacrifice to the five visceral gods.

Yang Qian left Zhurong City from the beginning of autumn, and was delayed for a while in White Horse Town and Ten Thousand Beasts City, and it was only the end of autumn. The town they entered was Qingyang Town, which was thousands of miles away from the Ten Thousand Beast City, and was under the jurisdiction of Shenyin City, one of the sixteen cities of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The climate here is a bit unusual, and it has already snowed heavily.

"It's snowing, Abba, let's build a snowman!" Yan Wushuang was at an innocent and romantic age, and he didn't know what sorrow was, so he suddenly shouted in surprise.

Yan Chixia was sad that his wife was dead, his face was sad, and when he heard his daughter scream like this, he said strongly: "Okay, let's buy some clothes in the town first, and let's build a snowman to play." ”

Yan Wushuang was a little unhappy, and he didn't care about the long snot hanging on his nose, and he couldn't wait to build a snowman to play right away.

Yang Qian's face was a little solemn, and he said, "Brother Yan, it's not time for snow yet, I'm afraid there is a problem." If something goes wrong, it's a demon. ”

Yan Chixia nodded, very much satisfied with Yang Qian's judgment. Although Yang Qian is only the seventh cultivator of the day after tomorrow, his actual combat power is far more than that. Yan Chixia has a deep understanding and is very optimistic about Yang Qian.

The three of them cautiously walked towards the town. Qingyang Town was originally an ordinary town, named after a kind of sheep with blue hair. At this moment, the town is very lively, and many Jianghu people with swords on their backs are walking around.

Yang Qian felt a burst of surprise, which was seriously inconsistent with what he thought in his heart. Yang Qian grabbed a young Jianghu guest with a knife on his back who passed by and asked, "This brother, please, why is it so lively here!"

The young swordsman seemed to be in a hurry, and glanced at Yang Qian and the others, but did not stop.

Yang Qian, Yan Chixia, and Yan Wushuang spread their hands, expressing their helplessness. Yang Qian and the three of them are escaping from the battle of death, and their image is certainly not very good. Many people are visual creatures and like to judge people by their appearance.

Yang Qian didn't have so much thought, he didn't care about them, and walked a few steps again, and a young swordsman came up to him. This time, Yang Qian learned the lesson just now, hugged his fists and said: "This brother Tai, is he the master of Zhurongcheng's 'Drizzle Breeze Building'?"

Seeing that Yang Qian had pointed out the origin, the young swordsman stopped, hugged his fists and said, "I don't know ......"

Yang Qian smiled and said, "We are friends of Hou Tiezhen in white, and we want to ask you something." ”

When the young swordsman saw Yang Qian mention the white-clothed Hou Tiezhen, his attitude immediately changed greatly, and he said with a smile: "Chen Fei in the drizzle breeze building, please say anything you have with your seniors." ”

"What's going on here? Why are there so many people all at once? Yang Qian borrowed Tiezhen's name fox and fake tiger power once, and he was not polite, and raised the questions in his heart.

Chen Fei glanced at Yang Qian and the three of them, looked at their thin clothes, and immediately understood their situation, and said with a smile: "The three of them have just arrived, and they definitely don't know that the spring of the martial artist is coming." ”

Yang Qian hurriedly asked, "What spring?"

Chen Fei seemed to be very satisfied with Yang Qian's reaction, and continued: "The escape of the Ten Thousand Demons in Ten Thousand Demon City is not just a matter of Ten Thousand Beast City, but a matter of the entire Yunzhou. The nine top immortal cultivation sects in Yunzhou jointly released a task, and anyone who kills the demon clan can receive rewards.

Kill a Qi Cultivation Stage Monster and reward 10 Medium-grade Spirit Stones, kill a Foundation Building Monster and reward 100 Medium-grade Spirit Stones, or a Xuantian Order, kill a Jindan Stage Monster and reward an Origin Spirit Stone, and kill a Yuan Infant Monster and reward a Cave Heaven Blessed Land. ”

After hearing this, Yang Qian immediately understood that this was the case. As soon as such a mission is released, it is strange that Yunzhou does not fall into madness? Especially the mortal martial arts, which are completely crazy. They are not crazy because of the spirit stone, but because of the Xuantian Order.

The Xuantian Order is too precious. Every year, the Nine Great Sects will issue a number of Xuantian Orders, all of which are controlled by the family and the Zuo Dao Side Gate, and there are only a few pieces that really fall into the rivers and lakes. The people in the rivers and lakes beat their heads and bleed for a few pieces. Now, they only need to kill one Tsukiki youkai to obtain the Xuantian Order, which is a great thing.

In fact, they thought about the problem too simply, a monster in the foundation building period, an extraordinary human warrior can deal with it. The price they paid was far more than what they robbed with the martial arts people, but they all ignored this point, and only had Xuantian Ling in their eyes.

The chivalrous men of the rivers and lakes were originally people who raised their heads to live, and as the saying goes: "Wealth is sought in danger." "The temptation of cultivating immortals is a hundred times stronger than that of wealth, and they are willing to fight with their lives.

"Is there a monster here?" Yan Chixia thought of the crux of the matter and hurriedly asked.

"Yes, there is a Jindan period snow demon in Maoshan in front of us, and we have gathered four foundation building period monsters, and we are here for the foundation building monsters. ”

"You are really bold, aren't you afraid that the Jindan period monsters will kill you?" Yang Qian asked.

Chen Fei said: "What's so scary about this, the Jindan monster has its own immortal master to deal with, we just need to follow behind and wave the flag and shout." ”

Yang thought to himself: "I see. "The monsters in the foundation building period are not something that martial artists can deal with, let alone the monsters in the Jindan period, it turns out that there are Xianmen monks who fight in the front battle.

Yang Qian already had the immortal ascension order sent by Zhongshan Zhenren, and he was not interested in exterminating demons. Yan Chixia was eager to try. After all, not everyone has Yang Qian's good luck.

The three of them said goodbye to Chen Fei, found a ready-to-wear store, bought cotton clothes, and then found an inn to live in.

Yang Qian and Yan Chixia arranged the accommodation, had breakfast, and went to the courtyard to accompany Yan Wushuang to build a snowman. Yan Wushuang couldn't wait, so he jumped into the thick snow, rolled in the snow, and shouted loudly: "Abba, Uncle Yang is coming!"

Yang Qian heard Yan Wushuang's shout, and a happy smile appeared on his face. Whether in his previous life or in this life, he has no sister. Yan Wushuang brought him countless joys along the way, and even the shadow of the Blood Demon was dispelled.

"Look at the move, Uncle Yang. Yang Qian had just reached the edge of the courtyard when he heard Yan Wushuang shout softly, and a snowball fell on Yang Qian's chest.

Yang Qian twisted around, dodged the ball, grabbed a handful of snow, pinched it into a snowball, and threw it towards Yan Wushuang.

"Uncle Yang, you are cheating and using martial arts to dodge. Yan Wushuang was unable to dodge Yang Qian's snowball, and pouted and pretended to be angry.

Yang Qian hurriedly smiled: "I was wrong, come again, absolutely no martial arts to dodge." ”

"I also joined, absolutely no martial arts. Yan Chixia also walked over and said with a smile.

The three of them suddenly started a snowball battle, you come and go, it's not exciting. Yan Wushuang kept laughing and spilling joy all over the place.

After the snowball fight, the three of them started building snowmen again. Yang Qian piled up a general, Yan Chixia piled up a woman, and Yan Wushuang piled a little snowman.

Yang Qian saw Yan Chixia's sad face and guessed that he should be his wife.

"Hahaha, look, the snow treasure I built is beautiful!" Yan Wushuang took Yang Qian and Yan Chixia's hands and shouted.

When Yang Qian and Yan Chixia saw it, they immediately burst out laughing. The snowman that Yan Wushuang built is so cute. A hat made of a rotten pot, two pebbles eyes, and a nose made of carrots are the most conspicuous.

"Hahaha, it's so cute, Wushuang, are you piling it up yourself?" Yang Qian laughed. Yan Chixia was also amused and laughed along.

"Uncle Yang, bad guy, Abba, bad guy, ignore you. Yan Wushuang saw that his achievements were not appreciated, and walked towards the inn angrily.

Yan Chixia hurriedly followed, Yang Qian followed, walked a few steps, stopped again, looked back at the snowman that Yan Wushuang had piled up, and was a little puzzled, but he didn't find anything, so he could only shake his head and catch up with Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia waited for Yang to sneak up, turned around and asked, "Brother Yang, what's wrong." ”

Yang Qian said: "I always feel that someone is peeping in the dark. ”

"You feel this way too, who is it?" Yan Chixia said in surprise.

Yang Qian sighed and said, "Ten thousand demons are dancing, and I don't know how many people have suffered. ”

Yan Chixia nodded, agreeing with Yang Qian's words.

When the world prospers, the people suffer, and when the world dies, the people suffer.

"Alert, alert, youkai are coming. Yang Qian and Yan Chixia were about to enter the house to rest, when they suddenly heard someone shouting.

Yang Qian hurriedly pulled out the pig-killing knife, and Yan Chixia also pulled out the long sword. A snowball smashed straight into Yang Qian's front door. Yang Qian was fully absorbed in dealing with it, knowing that this was not a snowball thrown by Yan Wushuang, but a snowball that could kill.

"Kill yourself. "It's the second form of the pig killing knife method. With a loud bang, Yang Qian was directly smashed out by the huge force on the snowball, smashed the door of the inn, fell into the room, smashed the table inside, and knocked over the tea on the table.

The snowball kept coming, and another ball followed, and Yang Qian hurriedly rolled to avoid the snowball. Yan Chixia's situation was even worse than Yang Qian's, and the snowball he encountered was twice as bad as Yang Qian's.

"Abba......" Yan Wushuang heard the movement outside and wanted to call the door to check.

"Don't come out, danger. Yan Chixia shouted.

Yan Wushuang was startled by his father's voice, stopped, and looked out through the crack in the window.

"Abba, Xue Bao is alive, Xue Bao is alive. Yan Wushuang suddenly shouted.

Yan Chixia was suddenly shocked, could it be that the snowball was thrown by the snowman he built just now. This life-giving mana can only be achieved by distracting one's mind and cultivating one's efforts.

Yan Chixia had only one thought in his heart, which was to "escape". Yan Chixia opened his eyes and looked around, and everywhere he saw was a snow-white color, where did he flee?

After Yang Qian dodged two rounds of snowballs, he was slightly negligent, and was hit by a ball in the back, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yang Qian knew that if he didn't solve the source, it would be difficult to be good. He walked along the corner to the door, rolled on the spot, and slew at the dark shadow that had already reached the door.

Yang Qian's pig-killing knife was raised high, but he didn't cut it down. The enemy in front of him was none other than the snowman general he had just piled up.

Yang Qian was piled up in the original form of his father Prince Cheng, and his familiar face made him unable to do anything. The snowman showed no mercy, waved his right hand, and smashed his left hand again, knocking Yang Qian to the ground.

Yang Qian's face was in contact with the cold snowflakes, and he was a little confused: "What's going on." ”

Yan Chixia's situation is also precarious. He piled up his favorite wife, even though he knew that it was not her, he still couldn't do it, and was forced to retreat again and again.

Something like this happens in all corners of town. Most of them built snowmen, but they didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the snowmen would become enemies.