Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Snow Boy

Moving his gaze to the front of the line, the man was wearing a snow-silver robe, embroidered with blood-red plum blossoms on the robe, and with his long hair that moved without wind, he looked very stunning.

The woman was dressed in the same way, except that she wore a silver-white dress embroidered with blood-colored plum blossoms, and this woman had more indescribable charm than the man.

And the most amazing thing is their angular and beautiful faces, two identical faces, which can only be described by the word beauty.

Under the gaze of passers-by, the man suddenly stopped, and a pair of crystal eyes looked in the direction of the street corner.

Chen Chuan was stunned, looked left and right, and found that there were only two people on the corner of the street at this time, that is, him and Chen Feng.

Immediately the question arose in his mind, why did he look here?

What's even more puzzling is that the man actually walked straight towards him and Chen Feng with a warm smile on his face.

Seeing the man coming, Chen Feng held a wooden sword, moved his body slightly, and stood sideways in front of Chen Chuan.

"This son, can you buy me half of the wine in your hand? The man stared at the wine gourd in Chen Chuan's hand, it turned out that he was coming for the spirit wine.

Chen Chuan nodded with a smile, raised his right hand, and said with a smile: "If you give your son five pots, you should make a friend." ”

Then I laughed it off. The man smiled and unceremoniously took five gourds from Chen Chuan's right hand.

"In Xia Chen Chuan, I don't know what to call the son?" Chen Chuan glanced at the Jingtie Tiger Car and greeted politely.

"Title, then Drifting Snow Boy, we'll see you again. After reporting his name, the Snow Boy waved his hand, turned around and continued with the team.

"That's five spirit stones, just give them away?" Chen Feng watched the Drifting Snow Boy walk away, and glared at Chen Chuan a little reluctantly.

"Don't you hear? Goodbye by fate, we will meet you today, and we will see you tomorrow. Chen Chuan laughed, turned around and walked towards the street of his attic.

Back in the attic, Chen Chuan put the remaining spirit wine gourd into a storage bag, and after a short rest, he went to the Fang City store again.

This time, Chen Chuan no longer paid attention to those luxurious shops and dazzling objects, because the real purpose of his coming to Beishang City was to inquire about the news of the Sea Beast Battlefield, after all, the news of the Sea Beast Battlefield was equivalent to the news of his parents.

The best place to inquire about the news is the teahouse restaurant, where there is a lot of people, especially the monks from the state of Losha, who want to rest, will definitely go to these places.

So Chen Chuan and the others came to the largest restaurant in Beishang City, 'Beishang Restaurant'.

Beishang Restaurant is managed by the Zhang family, one of the seven major families, and mainly provides monks with resting accommodation and drinking.

The doorman at the door of the restaurant saw Chen Chuan and the others coming, and immediately greeted him with a smile and said, "Are the two adults staying in the hotel or drinking?" ”

The doorman should be a mortal of the Zhang family, so when they see a guest, they will call them adults, after all, there are cultivators who come in and out here.

"Drinking. Chen Chuan replied.

"Two guests, eating and drinking. The doorman shouted into the restaurant, and then led Chen Chuan and Chen Feng into the restaurant.

Stepping into the restaurant, the doorman's task was completed, and a capable and neat little brother replaced the doorman and guided Chen Chuan and the two to sit at an empty table.

Just as Chen Chuan was sitting on the chair, a voice came from the side near the window, "Xiao Er, serve wine." ”

Chen Chuan was a little familiar with this voice, and he turned his head to look at the voice, and saw a drifting snow boy wearing a silver snow robe.

The corners of Chen Chuan's mouth rose, and he said to Chen Feng: "This is fate, I'll go have a glass of wine with him." ”

Standing up, Chen Chuan walked towards the Drifting Snow Boy, who was holding a wine glass in his hand and looking at the scenery outside the window, which was a very beautiful picture.

"Drifting Snow Boy, can I sit here?" asked Chen Chuan, and he was already sitting opposite Drifting Snow Boy.

"You've sat down, so you can, drink. Drifting Snow smiled slightly, raised his glass and drank it.

"Happy. Chen Chuan picked up the flask and poured himself a full glass.

In the next hour, the two barely spoke, you and I only cared about drinking, as if there was only one thing in the world.

Finally, the Snow Boy spoke, and as he spoke, he put down his glass, and a snowflake appeared in his palm.

"What's the purpose of approaching me? ”

Chen Chuan was shocked, his face turned white instantly, and he frowned and swallowed his saliva.

He didn't expect that the Drifting Snow Boy, who looked only in his twenties, turned out to be a foundation building monk, and that snowflake was his natal object, Chen Chuan felt a strong murderous aura from the white snowflake, a very cold and terrifying aura.

His brain turned rapidly, and Chen Chuan pondered whether the purpose of sitting here was to make friends, to inquire about the news, to understand the man with the broken arm in the tiger car?

He didn't know that Piaoxue Gongzi wanted the answer, and after thinking for a while, Chen Chuan said sincerely: "I want to know what happened to the man with the broken arm in the tiger car, why did you take him?"

Before Chen Chuan's words fell, the Snow Boy suddenly stared at Chen Chuan with both eyes, and two snowflakes were reflected in his black eyes, as if he was very dissatisfied with Chen Chuan's answer.

"I'm telling the truth, because my uncle is the same as the man in the tiger car. Chen Chuan continued to explain.

Hearing Chen Chuan's explanation, Piaoxue Gongzi paused for a moment, and then looked up at Chen Feng who was running towards the window.

Chen Feng had been observing Chen Chuan and Drifting Snow Boy, and when she saw the snowflakes in Drifting Snow Boy's hand, she threw down the wine glass in her hand and rushed over.

Don't get excited, his answer was perfect. Piaoxue Gongzi smiled slightly, and the natal snowflake disappeared in his palm, and then signaled Chen Feng not to come over.

Seeing that Piaoxue Gongzi took back his natal object, Chen Chuan breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quickly stood up.

"There is a lot of disturbance, Chen Chuan will leave. ”

"Drink with me and tell me about your uncle. Drifting Snow Boy drank a glass of wine, and the whole person returned to the state when he first drank.

Chen Chuan clasped his fists and sat back in his chair, facing the Zhuji monk, he had no right to say no.

"My fourteenth uncle broke through the Qi refining period without Tsukidan, because he had a heart knot, he was eaten by the natal object when he received the natal object, and now he is in a state of madness...... , exactly like the man in the tiger cart. ”

After listening to Chen Chuan's narration, Piaoxue Gongzi looked at the white clouds outside the window, and said calmly after a long time: "The person in the tiger car is my father, and I brought him to Xiliangzhou to look for Snow Lotus. ”

Chen Chuan frowned slightly, and asked, "Can Snow Lotus save your father?"

"I found a pill that can restore the person who has fallen into a knot in his heart to normal. ”

"What? there is such an elixir!" Chen Chuan was greatly surprised.