Wild Snow Ridge is located on the plateau, because of the climate because of the perennial snow, in addition to the scarcity of plants here and withered yellow, so there is no such charm and magnificent scenery similar to the heavy snow pressing the green pine, everywhere seems lifeless, desolate, and worthy of the name.

But in fact, it wasn't like that before.

The green pines are tall, the plums are blooming, and the beasts are hissing and the birds are singing...... Thousands of years ago, the scenery of the Wild Snow Ridge was magnificent and flexible. And at that time, this place was not called Huangxue Ridge, but had a nice name, Linglong Peak......

On this exquisite peak, there are legends of immortals.

It's just that the alternation of yin and yang in the world, and the transformation of the rise and fall of all things is an inevitable law.

It is said that an accident thousands of years ago caused Linglong Peak to lose its dragon vein, disperse its aura, and gradually become barren in the long years, and finally became the lifeless Wild Snow Ridge today.

But today, the Wild Snow Ridge broke the dead silence for a long time.

There was the sound of "creaking" on heavy snow, and there was a dull sound of metal colliding, mixed with the snort of horses, the slight chatter, and the occasional "creaking" of wooden ruts as they turned.

A team of men and horses, five carriages, drove into the silent Wild Snow Ridge.

However, the group stopped after a short time, and I don't know if it was because the air here was thin and the climate was cold, and everyone's face was faintly flushed.

The curtain of the car moved lightly, and several people walked out of it, including men and women, old and young...... Obviously, these people are Lin Xiu and the others who went to Xihuang Mountain.

When they broke through in the Liantian Tower army, there were three guards in the Xingyue Hall who were buried in the northwest, so with Lin Xiu, there were only ten people left.

In addition to them, the rest were the old generals of the Excalibur, the Red Tiger Long Ziming, the Confucian Sage Mo Xun, the personal guards of Wei Jinglong, Feng Lie and Wang Mang, the leaders of the Black Armor Army, Luo Yun, and the elite of the ten Black Armor Iron Cavalry who came with them.

There are a total of twenty-six people, the number is indeed not small, and such a combination can be called luxurious, although Long Ziming, Mo Xun and Meng Chen are all injured, but just Shenjian, Luo Yun, Feng Lie and Wang Mang, the combined combat power of these four people is extremely terrifying.

But the real problem is

Compared with the so-called 100,000 troops that have been spreading in the rivers and lakes recently, the gap between these people seems to be a little too big......

Luo Yun walked up to Lin Xiu, who was wearing a red and black cloak, and said with his fists clenched: "General, it's getting dark, and the road in this Wild Snow Ridge is rugged, why don't we sleep here for one night and go again tomorrow."

Lin Xiu nodded slightly, and said softly, "You can arrange it!"

He had already told Luo Yun countless times not to call him a general again...... However, the other party's attitude was extremely resolute, saying that before Wei Jinglong took away the Black Armor Tiger Talisman from Lin Xiu, Lin Xiu was always the general of the Black Armor Army.

Lin Xiu insisted on several times to no avail, so he simply let the other party and no longer dwell on this issue. It's just that in this way, every time he sees Luo Yun's respectful appearance to Lin Xiu, Long Ziming, who is standing in the crowd, always has a complicated complexion......

He once boasted about Haikou in front of Yu Zhen and others, saying that he was an iron-blooded man in the Dayun Army, and it was impossible for him to be led by a hairy boy.

Nowadays, whenever he hears Luo Yun call General Lin Xiu, his face always feels a little hot.

Night soon fell, and the moon overhead was unusually close to everyone.

The moonlight fell on the white snow, keeping the night clear even when it should have been dim.

The bonfire rises, and under the light of the fire, the surrounding snow floats with a faint orange glow, adding a unique charm to this quiet night.

Lin Xiu and Yue Yingxuan sat side by side on the ground, the former whispering something with a slightly misty gaze, while the latter was dragging his cheeks and listening very attentively.

It's just that Long Ziming, who was not far from the two, glanced at the two from time to time, and his face was extremely strange.

Along the way, he had already judged the relationship between Lin Xiu and Moon Shadow Xuan, but it was precisely because of this that he couldn't understand it.

Originally, it is normal for young couples to talk quietly with each other, but if the topic between the two is about another woman...... And the man's narration is reminiscing, but the woman's is not abnormal at all, but listens to it with relish, which is a little abnormal.

But this is nothing, what really made his eyes pop out was that after Lin Xiu finished telling the story between him and the woman named Qianliu, Moon Shadow Xuan actually grabbed the other party's arm, gently rested her head on Lin Xiu's shoulder, and said with tears in her eyes:

"When the matter of Xihuang Mountain is over, I will accompany you to find Sister Qianliu. ”

Long Ziming was opening his mouth and looking messy, and Yu Zhen behind him suddenly said faintly: "Maybe this is the pinnacle of life!"

Long Ziming was slightly stunned, and then he realized that he was only shocked, and he didn't even notice when someone came behind him, he didn't look back, frowned slightly, and opened his mouth as if he was about to speak.

But another voice behind him sounded before him: "That one of yours may give me absolute reason to believe that this should not be his peak!"

Another voice came: "People have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away."

The last man spoke, "Are you jealous?"

Long Ziming turned his head suddenly, looking at the four Yu Zhen people lined up behind him, all with their hands on their chests, their eyes were deep, and their faces were full of vicissitudes, and their eyes were slowly dull.

At this moment, Yu Zhen suddenly glanced at Long Ziming, took two steps forward, patted him on the shoulder twice, and said seriously in the other party's increasingly dull gaze:

"All kinds of life, the pinnacle is different, don't be sad, after all, in the martial arts, you think you can be crowned king!"

When this sentence fell, his tone suddenly became a little lonely:

"It should be me who is sad, because I am now at the peak, but I am destined to only look up at the sky for the rest of my life"

Long Ziming was still in a sluggish state, but the sound of "popping" applause suddenly sounded in the field, but it was Na Mo Xun who walked towards a few people with an appreciative face, and said with emotion:

"It is said that there are talented people from generation to generation, and a generation of new people replaces old people...... I used to scoff at this sentence, but now that I meet you, I realize that I am really old. ”

Yu Zhen's face changed instantly, his lonely expression collapsed, and then he said with a humble face:

"Where is it, the so-called Lao Ji Fu Fang, aiming for thousands of miles, martyrs in their twilight years, strong hearts, Your Excellency is now in the prime of life, but you have already turned mountains and rivers into ink in your chest, swallowing thousands of miles of energy, it is definitely a sword can cut six thousand miles, Yingmei provokes the cold, how can it be related to the old word?"

Yu Zhen's words were impassioned and his voice was loud, and it was not only heard by people near him, but also by almost everyone.

At this moment, not only did everyone look strange, but even the face of Confucian Shengmo Xun was a little unnatural, feeling that this product was holding himself a little too high, and said with a shy face: "It's too famous, it's too famous!"

Who thought that Yu Zhen was actually serious and said: "It's not good, it's not good at all!"

In the increasingly strange eyes of everyone, Yu Zhen continued in a deep voice:

"Sanshang Xihuang Mountain returned unharmed, personally laid down the 800-mile Dongting, stirred the entire northwest with his own strength, led the crowd to break through in the 100,000 army as if entering a no-man's land, and was not afraid of danger in danger to fight for time to escape with his body as a bait, and now he will not abandon me with a seriously injured body, and go up to Xihuang Mountain with us again......"

Yu Zhen paused, and said with emotion:

"Your bravery will be praised for thousands of years, your benevolence and righteousness are destined to be remembered for a hundred years, and your high wind and bright festival will also become an unextinguishable light in the history of mankind. ”

When the words fell, Yu Zhen flicked his arms lightly, accompanied by a dashing turn to take it behind him, and then looked up at the sky, leaving an unfathomable figure for the sluggish people in the field......

It can be described as light and light, leaving no merit and fame.

quiet

Deathly quiet!

Everyone didn't expect that this barren snow ridge would be so quiet.

Everyone's eyes were full of incredible shock, and it was understandable that such a look appeared in the eyes of ordinary people, but appearing in the eyes of Luo Yun and Shenjian, who had already seen countless winds and waves, was enough to show how violent Yu Zhen's words were.

The dead silence, which was supposed to last for a while, was broken a moment later by the sound of gradually heavy breathing......

Mo Xun's face flushed, his whole body trembled slightly, his eyes were shining with a strange light, and he suddenly stepped out, and instantly came to the black-faced Meng Chen, took the other party's hand, and said in a sincere tone:

"Elder Meng, I have a reluctant request, and I hope it will be fulfilled!"

This sudden change made everyone in the audience stunned again, and they couldn't help but look at each other, and even Yu Zhen quietly turned sideways and looked at Mo Xun with a puzzled expression.

Meng Chen was even more caught off guard by the other party's sudden hand-holding, and asked blankly, "What...... What the...... Please?"

Mo Xun took a deep breath, and suddenly said almost solemnly: "I want to take Yu Zhen as a disciple and pass on my mantle!!"

The crowd's eyes widened again and their mouths widened.

Mo Xun looked at the sluggishness on Meng Chen's face, thinking that the other party would not agree, and hurriedly gave twelve points of sincerity and said: "Elder Meng rest assured, I just accepted him as a disciple and passed on my mantle, but he is still a person from your Star Moon Palace, if he is willing in the future, the Eight Hundred Miles Cave Court will be inherited by him, if he is unwilling, I will never ......."

But before he finished his words, his dusty hands suddenly broke free of Mo Xun's hands and fell heavily on the other party's shoulders, and at the same time said eagerly:

"Don't say anything, it's settled"

The joy of the dust made Mo Xun stunned, he blinked his eyes a few times, and faintly felt that something seemed to be wrong.

As for the others, they had already been shocked by this succession of events and were almost numb, and their eyes kept switching mechanically between Dusty and Mo Xun's bodies, but they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts

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