This team of desolate people, although they are scouts, but the first ones are the real cultivation of the upper three levels.

The other six people are also half of Chengyi and Initial Realm cultivation.

This is the base configuration of the Desolate Squad.

Heavy snow is coming, and these desolate people face the wind and snow, and their eyes are slightly squinted to prevent the wind and snow from falling into their eyes.

Li Xiu turned his back to the wind and snow, and his eyes didn't blink.

If you want to leave alive, you have to fight quickly, not in love.

Therefore, it is necessary to solve the person who is the first of the three levels of cultivation as soon as possible.

If crossing borders is an easy thing to do, then what's the use of dividing borders?

Although the gap between the upper three levels and Chengyi is not as huge as that of You Ye, it is also difficult to cross over.

The wind and snow hit his back, and the coldness swept through his body, but Li Xiu felt very lucky.

Fortunately, the wind and snow are overwhelming at this moment.

His sword stabbed in front of the seven, who had just put down what he was holding and turned his head, and then the cold snowflakes hit his eyes.

He blinked.

Li Xiu's sword had reached his forehead.

The six people around were still stunned.

The monk of the upper three levels was full of shock, and in his hurry, he could only raise the scimitar in his hand and lay it across his forehead.

The tip of the sword clicked on the blade, making a crisp sound.

Li Xiu's body was stunned.

The rest of the six desolate people also reacted, and they all slashed over with long knives, the knife momentum was swift, different from the Jianghu people, every move and style of the soldiers was a direct chop, and they strived to kill with one blow, never leaving any respite for the enemy.

The knife is deadly.

It's a life-and-death chance.

The scimitars were a few blades away from him, and the wind that broke through the air cut off a strand of hair on his forehead.

Li Xiu turned a blind eye, and there was calm in his eyes.

Behind him, a black figure holding a long sword appeared in an instant, and the two of them pulled a sword flower in unison, and quickly swiped left and right.

This sword hurts the spring and the autumn.

Narrowly dodged the six scimitars that had slashed at them, and then slashed through the throats of those men.

Fast.

It's too fast.

From the blink of an eye, the stabbing sword, and the lifting of the knife, all these movements were done between breaths, and when the black shadow disappeared and the long sword slashed through the throats of the six people, the long knife that the monk of the upper three levels had placed horizontally in front of his forehead had just been put down.

The bodies of the six people continued to slash, but there was no luster in those eyes.

When the black shadow disappeared and Li Xiu didn't turn around, he kicked out hard, kicked Li Xiu's waist and kicked it out.

Li Xiu's body flew out upside down, a muffled snort came out of his mouth, his eyes were cold, and the three-foot sword came out of his palm.

Hidden in the wind and snow, it passed through the heart of the monk of the upper three levels, and spun in the air and returned to his hand.

Li Xiu fell to the ground.

The bodies of the six desolate men fell to the ground in front of them.

At the same time, the monk of the upper three levels also knelt on the ground, his eyes still staring at Li Xiu.

The light in the sky disappeared completely into the wind and snow.

It all happened in less than ten seconds.

Li Xiu stood up from the ground, glanced at the corpses on the ground and the wind and snow rushing in his face, and thought to himself that it would be great if Xu Yingxiu was by his side at this time.

"Let's go!"

He went back to the tree, glanced at the raccoon, then tightened his shirt and walked forward, the wind and snow were very strong, and he didn't know how far ahead.

Redsleeves looked at his back.

The cold sky seemed to be unable to bend those shoulders, and the back of this green shirt was like a spear, stuck on the top of the ancient mountain, unyielding.

She bit her red lip and straightened up.

She is a Tang person, how can she bend her head and bend her waist on this snowy field?

The cold wind is like a knife, the snow flies for thousands of miles, and the sky hangs down, refining into an oven.

Between heaven and earth, on the snow slopes.

Tsing Yi red sleeved thin horse.

It's a beautiful picture.

It's just that there are no horses, no smiles, only a long journey.

Naturally, this picture is a bit bleak.

"Where is the red-sleeved girl?"

Li Xiu is not a person who talks much, especially at this moment, when the two of them are walking against the wind and snow, and every time their lips are opened, the wind and snow pour in.

It's a terrible feeling.

But he asked anyway.

It's nothing to say, it's not like him.

The raccoon half-squinted, knowing that this was the imminent death of a man, and that it would inevitably become a lot of nagging.

"Qishan County. ”

Redsleeves replied.

She replied very neatly, indicating that she had never forgotten in her heart.

Qishan County.

Hearing this name, Li Xiu swallowed back into his stomach when he wanted to continue, but did not say it.

The rebellion of the Qishan Army almost paralyzed the internal veins of the Tang Dynasty.

Seeing his appearance, Red Sleeves seemed to have expected it, but he just smiled lightly and didn't care.

Li Xiu didn't ask any questions about whether his family was still there.

Since he is from Qishan County, since he has done a show, his family is naturally not there.

The status of the opera in the Tang Dynasty is very low, and he is the most outstanding and famous actor, and he is just worth more money.

Therefore, there is no such thing as interest and hobbies, only those lonely people whose parents are not alive and are helpless will go to Hualou to learn some tricks from the troupe, so that they will not starve to death.

The two of them continued to walk forward, the footprints behind them were straight, and they did not cover up in the slightest, and if the desolate man chased them, he only had to follow the footprints along the way to catch up.

"What's your best play?"

After walking for a long time, perhaps because he felt that waiting for death like this was really a bit depressing and helpless, Li Xiu broke the silence again and tried to ask.

After hearing this, Red Sleeves did not answer as quickly as before, but lowered his head and thought about it very seriously.

She has sung many plays in the past 20 years, no less than hundreds.

The stories and joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows and clutches in the play have been sung countless times, but when it comes to what I like the most.

Red Sleeves raised his head and looked at Li Xiu's back, and said quite seriously and proudly: "Chi Ling, the opera I am good at is naturally Chi Ling." ”

Li Xiu took a moment, he has been reading since he was a child, and he is known as reading the world through the world.

Naturally, he has been involved in all walks of life, and he knows some famous operas, and even sings a few songs himself.

But this Chiling had never heard of it.

Not even the slightest impression.

So I couldn't help but be a little curious, and even the impending death seemed no longer so heavy.

"What kind of song is Chiling? I've never heard it. ”

Li Xiu asked.

"This is a new song that the little woman has just written in the past few days, and it would be strange if Childe had heard of it. ”

Redsleeves smiled proudly, and it was obvious that she was very satisfied with her song.

Li Xiu also smiled and said, "If you have the opportunity in the future, you will listen to the red-sleeved girl sing." ”

This time Redsleeves didn't laugh.

She looked at Li Xiu and asked very seriously, "Isn't Childe afraid of death?"

The wind and snow in the snowfield are common, starting suddenly and stopping suddenly.

There was silence all around.

The smile on Li Xiu's face also disappeared, and he whispered: "I'm naturally afraid of death." ”

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PS: Li Xiu is still afraid of death after all, and I am also afraid, but I am a Chinese citizen, of course, I have to have a holiday on National Day, and I will have a change today, Mo Da~~~ Remember to participate in the event!