Frost falls, dawn is cold, snowflakes are like drizzle, fluttering and sprinkling, falling into the world.

The Thousand Feather Towers stand among the thousands of mountains and forests, the ice and snow cover the continuous mountains, the earth is white, and everything is silent.

Long Yueyao was dressed in strong armor, with a golden crown and tied hair, holding a lock sickle, riding on a tall white horse, looking up at the Qianyu Tower.

Behind her are hundreds of thousands of war horse heroes, and today, she is only here to break the building.

The landlord Ye Ning has not come out of retreat, and the young landlord Ye Bai has scattered his cultivation, and the Qianyu Building has long since lost its former glory.

Beitang Feilong Hall is an alternative existence among the six gates of the rivers and lakes, they are located in a desolate place, and the northern country is cold all year round, and it is snowy all year round, so it is difficult for them to maintain normal material needs on their own. But they have long been accustomed to living in this desolate and cold land, and in order to survive, they have to unite and maintain their own supplies by robbing other regions of resources.

In the early years, Long Ao, the old hall master of Longfeitang, led the disciples of the sect to make a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes, making Feilongtang one of the six gates in the world, and under the coordination of the sword immortal Yuan Qiuchen, it was agreed with the other five gates in the rivers and lakes that where the other five gates occupied the jurisdiction, the Feilongtang did not make any mistakes, so that there was peace in the world's rivers and lakes for decades.

After the Sword Immortal was feathered, Long Ao still abided by the agreement and never violated the other five gates.

After Long Ao died, the position of hall master was originally inherited by his eldest son Long Batian, but Long Ba was born weak, and he was taken the throne by his younger brother Long Xiaotian less than a year after succeeding to the throne.

Long Xiaotian is a wild and uninhibited, bold, and unscrupulous lord in his eyes, after he took over as the master of the Flying Dragon Hall, he no longer abides by the previous agreement, he leads the doorman, and acts mischief in the rivers and lakes. Whenever he saw that someone's family was in decline, he seized the opportunity, led his subordinates, ran thousands of miles, looted them wildly, and then roared away.

Since the feathering of the Sword Immortal, the only people who can speak in the six gates of the rivers and lakes are Nangong Tuo, the overlord of the Nangong family of Shangchen Palace, and Ye Ningchi, the owner of the Dongli Qianyu Building, the wind god, but these two are old and have been in retreat all year round, so it is difficult for anyone in this Jianghu to come out to support justice.

Long Xiaotian is a notorious figure in the rivers and lakes, he disobeys his father, disrespects his brother, and is arrogant. In his concept, there is only one word, rob. Therefore, some people describe him as saying that his life is either robbing or running on the road to rob. Even his supremacy was snatched from his weak brother. Since he became the hall master of the North Hall Flying Dragon Hall, the Flying Dragon Hall has changed its silent and nameless appearance in the past, the iron horse autumn wind, running around, whistling and whistling, whistling away, where he goes, chickens and dogs jumping.

The only thing that is still comforting is that they only need gold and silver materials, but they do not kill innocents indiscriminately.

Therefore, the people of the rivers and lakes call them the North Thieves.

Long Xiaotian also has a younger sister, named Long Yueyao, I heard that she looks like a small jasper, but her personality is as fierce as his robber brother, so even if she is nearly thirty years old, no one dares to marry.

Today, what this dragon moon shakes wants to grab is this Qianyu Tower.

Because I didn't know where to find out the inside news of Qianyu Tower, I learned that Ye Bai, the pride of the sky in the past, had exhausted his pure cultivation for a woman, and almost died, Ye Ningchi, an old man, did not hesitate to spend half of his cultivation in order to save his precious son, and now he is hiding in Yunlou and can't get out.

Hearing this great news, Long Xiaotian was so happy that he didn't fall asleep all night.

Today, except for Nangong Tuo and Ye Ningchi, he Long Xiaotian doesn't care about anyone, and now Ye Ningchi has actually folded half of his cultivation, God helps me.

The next day, Long Xiaotian put on armor and a sword, ready to kill Dongli Qianyu Tower to loot it. Before leaving, he was stopped by his sister Long Yueyao, who was full of gangsterism like him, Yueyao said to Long Xiaotian that this time she must go to Dongli Qianyulou, the reason is that in addition to robbing Qianyulou of countless treasures, she also has to rob someone.

What she wants to rob, of course, is a man.

Long Xiaotian had never been able to twist his sister, so he let her go. Long Yueyao led 100,000 iron horsemen, all the way to the stars and the moon, running wild in the snow, and within a few days he had come to Dongli Qianyu Tower.

Downstairs with thousands of feathers, there are many halberds, and thousands of horses are together.

"Drumming", Long Yueyao shouted loudly to his subordinates.

The drums sounded, and 100,000 soldiers shouted in unison, grab, grab, grab.

At one time, Qianyu downstairs, the drums shook the sky, and the cries were like thunder.

Long Yueyao rode on the white horse with a smile on her face, and among the thousands of black horses, she was like a little snow, which was particularly eye-catching.

The cold wind blew her white cloak, and she looked at Qianyulou in front of her with a pair of heroic eyes, looking determined to win.

The four protectors of Qianyulou have rushed over when they heard the sound, and they each brought a group of disciples behind them, and the formation should not be underestimated.

"Who should I be so arrogant, dare to come to my Qianyu Building to make trouble, it turns out to be your group of rogues in the North Hall!" Mo Xuan said with a look of disdain to the people in the North Hall under the mountain.

Yue Yao raised his eyes and glanced at the person who spoke, thinking that it would be the famous Gongzi Bai, but he didn't want to be just a sanctimonious Taoist priest, and he felt disappointed in an instant.

She threw the scythe in her hand into the man's face, and the blade was connected to the long chain, and it flew towards the man's face like an arrow. Mo Xuan saw that this heroic person was a girl, careless for a while, and only used the dragon prison to block it casually, but he didn't want the moment this flying blade hit the staff, he suddenly had a huge amount of strength. Mo Xuan's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly secretly exerted force in his hand, although he blocked the knife without danger, he was hit back half a step. Chu Li and the other three Dharma protectors who were standing next to Xuan Mo looked at it, and couldn't help but be taken aback, this little girl looked slender, but her spiritual power didn't seem to be under Mo Xuan.

It seems that the people who came to the North Hall this time were not good.

The disciples of the North Hall under the mountain saw that Long Yueyao had beaten the great protector of Qianyulou with just one move, and they immediately cheered and shouted in unison, cheering for Yueyao.

After this time, the morale of the North Hall has increased greatly, and the momentum has become even greater.

Mo Xuan's carelessness for a moment made Qianyulou lose his prestige, and he was slightly uneasy in his heart. In order to save his face, he didn't say a word, picked up the dragon staff, gathered spiritual power, flew down from the mountain, and hit Yue Yao, who was riding on a horse at the bottom of the mountain.

This is like Mount Tai pressing on the top, it is not trivial, and it condenses a huge spiritual power, Yue Yao will be splashed with blood on the spot if he is not careful, and he will die with a whimper.

Yue Yao saw Mo Xuan holding a magic staff, gathering the spiritual power around him, and killing her like thunder, and he didn't dare to be careless for a while. These four protectors of Qianyulou are not in vain, their spiritual power has reached the realm of Tianyuan, and they are the first-class masters among the six gates of the rivers and lakes.

Yue Yao withdrew his scythe, tightened the chain with both hands, and blocked the thunderous staff. The staff and the chain struck, making a loud noise, and the two pure spiritual powers collided, inspiring a dazzling light that illuminated the eyes of everyone above and below the mountain.

Wait until the aura dissipates, and then look at Mo Xuan and Yue Yao, Yue Yao has fallen from the horse, she is half kneeling on the ground, one foot supporting the balance of the body has fallen deep into the snow, she used all her strength, both hands against the pressure of Xuan Mo, barely blocked Mo Xuan's fatal blow.

In this way, Mo Xuanxuan saved some face for himself and Qianyulou, and the disciples of Qianyulou on the mountain shouted "Great Protector" in unison, adding prestige to Mo Xuan.

Although Yue Yao knew that Mo Xuan's first blow was not trivial, with her spiritual power and cultivation, she thought that she could catch or even resolve this move, at least she didn't have to lose so ugly. But what she didn't expect was that the white horse she was sitting on couldn't withstand such a huge force, and was immediately crushed and fell down, throwing her off the horse. If she hadn't improvised, stabilizing the spiritual power and strength in her hands, I'm afraid she would have died under this dragon staff.

She Long Yueyao has been fighting with her father and brother since she was ten years old, and she has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and she has never been so embarrassed.

She has always been a competitive person, how can she easily give up! She gritted her teeth, and she was ruthless, and she tried to stand up again under the pressure of her staff. But Mo Xuan couldn't easily make her stand up, he was condescending, constantly sending spiritual power to suppress her. But Yueyao is like a strong bamboo, the harder Mo Xuan presses, the more she rebounds, in order to stand up, her eyes have already broken bloodshot, and the unyielding ruthlessness on her face is even more terrifying.

In order to stand up again, Long Yueyao fought so hard that blood flowed from his mouth, and in the end, Mo Xuan couldn't bear it anymore.

Taking advantage of the loosening of the spiritual power in Mo Xuan's hand, Yue Yao had to stand up little by little, and it was impossible for Mo Xuan to suppress her at this time.

After Yue Yao stood up, he kicked Mo Xuan in the lower abdomen, and Mo Xuan could only let go of her in order to dodge. Yue Yao stood on her heels, a pair of bloodshot eyes looked at Mo Xuan fiercely, the cold wind blew her hair to her mouth, she bit her hair, and spit blood on the ground with disdain.

The red blood is particularly striking on the white snow.

There is such a woman in this world, her perseverance, this ruthlessness, and this never-say-die arrogance, I am afraid that many men in the world will sigh to themselves when they see it.

Xuan Mo shook his head and sighed.

Yue Yao swung the double knives of the lock sickle, and wanted to continue to fight again, but Mo Xuan only avoided it.

I don't know when, Ye Bai was already floating in the air of Qianyulou, quietly watching the fight under the mountain, the snowflakes were fluttering, falling on his body but not melting.

"Who is bullying the people of my North Hall Flying Dragon Hall?"

Before the person arrived, the sound had arrived, this rough and wild, domineering side leaking voice, besides Long Xiaotian in the North Hall, who else would there be?

In the blink of an eye, a black shadow had flashed from the thousands of troops, hugged Yueyao from the air, and gave Mo Xuan a palm, but before Mo Xuan could react, the black shadow flew away again, and finally landed in front of the ten thousand armies.

A man in black armor, a silver cloak, and a long black knife appeared in front of everyone. A square face peculiar to a northern man, with a high forehead and wide eyebrows, a pair of big eyes as wild as a wolf under the ink-like eyebrows, a straight nose, dark skin, thin lips and a raunchy beard on the chin, tall and majestic.

This is the son of the famous dragon king in the rivers and lakes, Long Xiaotian.

Long Xiaotian held Yue Yao in one thick and sturdy arm, and the other tightly held the long black knife that exuded cold air.

"Let you be strong, get hurt, you are a thousand feather buildings full of shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

Yue Yao angrily slapped his brother's chest a few times, broke away from his arms, stood up by himself, pointed at Long Xiaotian and scolded, "My mother has been bullied, you are still so ridiculed, are you my own brother?"

"Brother don't dare to be it, you dare to call me a lady in front of Lao Tzu!"

Yue Yao hit Long Xiaotian a few more times, he didn't care at all, and he didn't pay attention to her anymore, turned his head to Mo Xuan and Qianyulou and the others, and said unceremoniously, "There are a lot of people, it seems that they are going to fight, don't rub it off, let's go together, so as not to trouble Lao Tzu." ”

Mo Xuan knew that he was not Long Xiaotian's opponent, but as the Great Protector of Qianyu Tower, how could he retreat at this moment of crisis? He clenched his staff and secretly exerted his strength, preparing to fight with this arrogant man for his life.