The black figure lowered his head, it was a good thing that he didn't have to die.

But wanting to die is another matter.

"I shouldn't have been on earth. ”

He said.

Li Xiu didn't speak, quietly waiting for the following.

"I came from heaven. ”

The raccoon's two little eyes opened far away, and then he turned around and buried his head in Li Xiu's arms, covering his ears with two paws, indicating that he hadn't heard anything.

He came from heaven.

No wonder.

Li Xiu remembered the wide-open heavenly gates in the old alley, as well as the countless mortals who had blocked the gate with flesh and blood, and fell silent.

"Where are you going?"

After a long time, the black shadow became fainter and fainter, and Li Xiu asked.

"Go to the world. ”

He said.

Li Xiu opened his arms, stood in place and spun around, and then said, "Then you have arrived." ”

The black figure smiled, and the face was completely clear, and it even looked a little delicate.

"Datong is the world. ”

So Li Xiu was silent again for a while, avoiding the topic.

"What should the gods and mortals be called?"

Immortals?

It's not too much, but it's not accurate.

He also thought for a long time, and a quarter of an hour was about to pass, and Yang Wuding in the distance frowned.

Red Sleeves stood a little cold in the snow, and his body was red from the cold.

At this time, the immortal also raised his head and showed a smile, like a spring breeze, and the ice and snow seemed to melt somewhat.

This is, of course, an illusion.

But an illusion is also a feeling.

His eyes were very gentle, and he said, "Where did you come from, what kind of immortal, isn't it good to be a man?"

The raccoon's little paws trembled.

Li Xiu was shocked, and looked at him with a side face with a complicated gaze.

The snow fell again on the calm snowfield, and the shadow took a step forward, then walked into the small flower and disappeared.

The first snow fell on Li Xiu's eyebrows, a little cold, and he stood quietly in the snow, not moving.

The two of them just chatted a few words, but they had already reached a consensus.

From now on, when Li Xiu fought with others, there would never be a black figure holding a long sword.

And this nostalgic immortal in the world will not die.

This is not a win-win situation, because there is no benefit for Li Xiu for the time being.

He couldn't figure out why this flower would allow an immortal's soul to hide in it, and it might really be as he said.

Where did the gods come from, isn't it good to be a man?

"Your Highness, the hour has come. ”

Yang Wuding stood in the distance, put down the sword he was holding in his arms, and shouted.

Li Xiu answered, then reached out and tidied up the collar and placket, and the bear got down from him and ran to the red sleeve shoulder, and at the same time brought a burst of warmth.

"Let's go. ”

From here, you can see Xiaonanqiao from afar, and the natural distance is not too far, the crisis has been lifted, and Yang is uncertain by his side, unless the desolate elder appears, it will be very safe.

So the three of them didn't go fast.

There was originally only one trace on the snow surface, but now there are three more.

Xiaonanqiao actually has nothing to do with bridges.

The reason why it is so called is because it is located at the junction of the intersection between Datang and the snow field, with the back of Datang and facing the snow field.

If the desolate people want to invade the Tang Kingdom, they can only go from here, and there is no other possibility.

Therefore, it is called Xiaonanqiao by the world.

But in fact, it is a city, covering a large area, spreading more than 100 miles left and right, and a hundred feet high.

This is a very majestic and magnificent city.

But Rao is so strong that the small South Bridge has been broken by the desolate people several times in the past three hundred years, and the most serious one even lost more than 300,000 soldiers, allowing the desolate people to break through the thirteen cities in a row.

But fortunately, now General Chen has entered the realm of the grandmaster, and there are invincible Zifei below the five realms who came to guard the Xiaonan Bridge.

Not only that, every year or even every day, there will be Jianghu people or children of other sect families rushing to the border to defend the territory for Datang Town.

Defending the country has never been just a matter for soldiers.

Li Xiu stood at the city gate, looking up at the three words of the huge small south bridge hanging above the city gate.

The pen is gone, and the faint smell of the handwriting seems to be about to turn into substance and overflow outward.

The word is familiar and instantly recognizable.

This is Zifei's word.

Zifei suppressed the world.

Only his words will have this kind of taste of heaven and earth.

"After all, it is in vain, the edge is too exposed, and one day the high priest will also give you a trace of the sky, see what you do. ”

Little by little, the gates opened.

Li Xiu put one hand behind his back and muttered softly.

Yang Buxing couldn't help but glance at his back, and said in his heart, in the entire Xiaonanqiao, you are the only one who dares to belittle this character like this, if others say so, they will definitely be thrown into the snow field by that guy and killed.

The gates opened, and two sergeants stepped out.

He bowed to Yang Wuding, and then his eyes fell on Li Xiu and Red Sleeves.

Red Sleeves is a woman, and a very good-looking woman.

But the eyes of the two did not stop, but paused on Li Xiu's body for a long time.

The two sergeants' faces were a little unpleasant, but they still saluted him and said in unison, His Royal Highness.

Li Xiu disappeared, and his portrait has spread throughout the Tang Dynasty.

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, I will not be angry with Xiaonanqiao. ”

Li Xiu glanced at them, then walked between the two and walked straight into the city.

He knew what they were worried about, the barren platform and the bright light had been lit for a long time, and many people in the city had faint speculations, but Lao Xiucai still refused to send troops, until Yang Wuding went into the wind and snow alone, and then brought back two people.

And a bear.

Then they determined that this person was really His Royal Highness.

That's a little interesting.

Li Xiu is the son of King Chen Liu.

He is the son of Li Laizhi.

It can be said that it is destined to lead the Northland against the Snow Country in the future.

Even now, right now.

His influence in the military is terrifying.

If he has any thoughts that he shouldn't have because of this, that's the biggest trouble.

The Little South Bridge is the biggest barrier against the desolate people, so there can be no civil strife.

It's no wonder they're so worried.

But fortunately, His Royal Highness didn't seem to mean this, and the faces of the two of them looked better, looked at each other and then closed the city gate.

Xiaonanqiao has developed to this day, and there is no difference between it and the real city, and there will be traffickers and pawns in the city.

The inn in the distance, the tavern in the vicinity, look at a long street of smoke willows to the left, and go to the right with all kinds of tricks.

Li Xiu stood in the middle of the city.

This is the first time he has come to Xiaonanqiao, and he is not hesitant, but there is something new.

He stood at a crossroads, trying to choose a direction, but he couldn't make up his mind to take that road, so he set his eyes on Yang Buding.

The two sergeants behind him had already left, and they were supposed to be on their way to deliver the message.

There was also one person who followed quietly behind him, not daring to get too close, nor daring to go too far, but he felt that serving these sons and brothers was more tiring than fighting with the desolate people.