"My lord, the entrance to the New North Bridge has been found. But..."

"Oh?"

"The prohibition..."

"Take me to see me. ”

......

The cold wind blew through the deep and silent wellhead, whistling, and the already thick snow was instantly scattered, wetting the well wall for a long time, and after a while, the uneven underground masonry was coated with a layer of smooth ice crystals.

This is a dry well that has long been deserted, not to mention that it is located on the outskirts of the mountains, and few people know about it.

However, if someone passes by at this time, you can clearly hear an intermittent human voice from the well, even if the wind and snow around you are noisy, you can still hear it clearly, like hitting a small drum in your heart.

"Two thousand ninety-six. ”

"Two thousand ninety-seven. ”

"Ho..." the Adam's apple squirmed up and down slightly.

"Two thousand ninety-eight. ”

"Two thousand ninety-nine. ”

......

Suddenly, the wind and snow fell into disorder, and then it seemed that the space twitched, and two blood-red robes suddenly appeared in this world, but one was darker in color and heavier.

"My lord, this is it. ”

So the blood-colored robe took a step forward slightly, and suddenly, the well seemed to be filled with a sea of blood! The killing intent was scattered, and even the ice crystals on the wall of the well cracked one after another, reflecting a scarlet color on each other.

The voices of the people in the well also stopped suddenly.

Then there was a stagnation, and the sound of iron chains restraining each other was clearly heard from the bottom of the well, and the originally shattered ice crystals suddenly exploded into powder and lost their blood.

Wisps of cold and biting chill hit the bottom of the well.

The two figures outside the well were gradually covered with a layer of ice dust.

A faint green light appeared in the well, staring at the two figures in the wind and snow outside the well.

It was the gaze of a grim reaper staring at its prey.

However, the situation changed suddenly, and at this time an extremely strange scene occurred.

I saw that a very thin gold thread slowly grew from the bottom of the darker blood robe outside, and then the gold thread split into thinner gold wires, like a vine, and like a brightly colored poisonous snake, "hissing" and spitting snake hyacinth and crawling.

Vipers entangle vines, in a blood-colored background.

Outline a scarlet begonia tree.

The glowing pupils of the well shrank suddenly, and the chill was even worse.

However, at this time, the golden thread had been wound from the bottom of the robe to the neck of the blood-robed figure.

No one had ever been able to see what kind of face was hidden under the blood robe, and there was nothing but inky black and deathly silence.

However, at this time, as the golden thread crawled, a blood line appeared on the ink color of the face.

The blood line slowly cracked.

It's like grinning.

"Ho ho~"

Laugh silently.

With a loose open eye.

Glowing with a palpitating blood-red.

That eye, first circled and rotated for a week, and then suddenly froze in the well!

The eyes are looking at each other, and the red is opposite the green.

In the snowstorm, there is a suffocating atmosphere.

And at that moment, the dark green eyes of the well quickly closed the moment they met the red!

The eyes no longer look at each other.

The snowflakes that had been tight fluttered loose, like white feathers gently falling on the earth.

But the frightening red eyes still stared indifferently at the bottom of the well.

The well shivered.

Inoue is condescending.

That's what real prey should look like.

And the owner of Inoue's red-eyed eyes was still unhurried, casually rubbing the blood jade ring on his thumb, and finally, he transferred the side of the ring hidden in the belly of his finger to the distinct back of his finger.

A deep "deficit" was impressively printed on it.

"For my use. ”

The originally loose wind and snow suddenly tightened again.

"Or die here. ”

.........

.........

The firewood in the stove is booming, and a pot of old hen soup is simmering on the grass pot, and the fireworks are entwined and entangled, and they are endlessly wrapped around the beams of the house.

An Ning squatted beside him and sniffled vigorously.

"Go away, go away, don't get in my way here. ”

Crispy gently kicked An Ning away while carefully filling the pot with some boiling water.

"Eh, crispy, you say. An Ning took a burning stick and distractedly tinkered with the stove.

"What did you mean by the last words he said before he fell?"

"Ahh

"But I'm a genius, who in the whole world doesn't know?!

"Looking at him like that, he wants to take me as an apprentice, but he has to give me a dozen immortal treasures for me to consider..."

"I think his umbrella is pretty good, and it's quite good to play..."

However, just as An Ning mentioned the umbrella, the thin umbrella that was carefully placed by Crispy Crisp next to the kitchen door curtain trembled violently. Then it exploded, and the handle of the umbrella made of green bamboo bones flowed with agile brilliance and sharp cutting.

An Ning was suddenly taken aback, so she instinctively dragged the crispy behind her, and then stared vigilantly at the fluorescent umbrella surface, and her naturally sharp and acquired intuition told An Ning that it was the most dangerous place.

The small room was suddenly filled with a tense atmosphere.

And at this time, it was the familiar light pout.

The curtain was lifted, and the sound of jumping out came from behind the curtain.

"Huh?"

"You've been able to open this solar box. ”

An Ning first stared blankly at the strange face full of schadenfreude by the door curtain.

Then he suddenly reacted and yelled at him:

"Put away your broken umbrella!"

"Get out of my room then!!"

The young man who was previously regarded as the "immortal on the mountain" by An Ning smiled helplessly, and then raised his hand to move, the bamboo umbrella swirled slightly, and then quietly fell into the man's hand, the man held up the big umbrella high in the house, the hair in his ears fluttered, and then turned around, wiped the jump spring with his right hand, and closed the plate.

Raise your hand and fall, the bamboo umbrella is already hanging on the right side of your side.

I looked at myself and introduced myself. ”

The man still had one hand behind him, and then looked at the brother and sister standing in front of the stove with smiling eyes.

"In the lower detached. ”

An Ning was shocked.

He remembered that seven years ago, the man with a clear face dragged an ordinary iron knife to bring him and Crispy to this Weicheng for the first time.

At that time, he was still young and asked the man.

"Uncle, uncle, can't you remember what your name is?"

"The single surname is Mei. The mellow voice on the side suddenly sounded, like the sound of gold and stones.

The cold blade is like a mirror, and the man in the mirror has a torn scar across a finger's distance on his left eyebrow.

"But sometimes the name is not that I can't remember it, but I don't want to remember it. ”

After the uncle said this, he returned to silence, but lowered his head and arranged the collar of the young crispy.

"But I do remember the name of a man. ”

The uncle gently raised his hand and rubbed the rough and cold knife handle, and his distant thoughts pulled his memory into a trance.

"Leave. ”

"A sword travels thousands of miles. ”

At the mention of this name, the uncle's eyes suddenly lit up.

"His sword is very miscellaneous, but it doesn't affect the speed of his sword in the slightest. ”

"He's mine... My friend. ”

After that, the lights of thousands of homes were extinguished.

So a large figure dragged two small shadows and continued to walk in silence.

An Ning, who was still alive and naughty at the time, asked the last question: "Then he flies around all day long, and the wind and clouds must be very free on his face!"

The uncle just watched the lights go out, and said to himself:

When he looks down and sees the darkness, he will feel lonely. ”

Now that many years have passed, the uncle left them early, and Anning, who has long been able to live independently, stayed quietly and lonely in Weicheng with Crispy Crisp.

At this time, the rare but familiar name in my memory suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

An Ning looked at the man with the umbrella in a daze.

A wink.

At this time, Di Li was already beside the Anning brothers and sisters. To be precise, he put one hand on An Ning's shoulder, but his eyes looked at Su Su gently.

"Your name is Crispy?"

Crispy was also in a trance for a while, and then when he came back to his senses, he subconsciously leaned close to Anning, and then lowered his head.

"My name is Mei Hanshu, you, you can also call me Crispy..."

"Hahaha, it's like your mother. ”

Yi Li looked at the crisp eyes affectionately, the ancient well did not wave, and the pupils of Jiaojiao's eyes were like moon rings in water, he couldn't help but want to reach out to touch them, but at this time, the umbrella bone of his right hand vibrated slightly.

Di Li suddenly came to his senses, and then hurriedly turned his back to Su Su, and his raised left hand trembled slightly.

An Ning hurriedly asked at this moment: "Have you ever seen a crispy mother?"

Di Li spoke again, and there was already a slight hint of obvious indifference and distantness.

"What if you see it, and how if you don't see it?"

An Ning thought that she had offended this immortal who could "sword thousands of miles" before, and then carefully added: "Crispy is the same as me, she has followed her uncle since she was a child, although she doesn't say it, but she, every time she sees other children..."

An Ning was about to continue, but Di Li raised his hand with his back to signal to stop.

So An Ning secretly looked at Crispy, but found that Crispy was also looking at him all the time, and then An Ning reached out harder to hug Crispy tighter.

Silence fell again in the hut.

Yi Li gently raised his finger and slowly buckled it on the umbrella surface.

"Click. ”

"Click. ”

...

Twenty-four strikes at the umbrella.

"Tranquility. ”

"Do you want to practice?"

"Uncle, uncle doesn't allow me to touch these with Crispy..."

"But your uncle hasn't been there for a long time, hasn't he?"

Speaking of this, Di Li snorted contemptuously, and then he turned his head and looked at An Ning seriously.

"Do you want to see what's up there outside?"

"Do you want to know your uncle and who you really are?"

"So you, do you want to practice with me?"

Every time he said a word, the light in An Ning's eyes became even brighter.

So An Ning was about to answer, but Di Li quickly interrupted An Ning's mouth, and then returned to Hang'er Lang and said casually.

"But it's very dangerous for you to follow me, the water is shallow, and the water is deep, and the old kings like to fight..."

"You hit me, I hit you, either obediently pouting your ass, or pulling out your sword for thousands of miles..."

"Of course, a sword is mostly used to run away, not a hammer man..."

"And I have a lot of enemies, so I don't pay attention..."

At this point, Di Li smiled evilly and stared at An Ning and Crispy.

"It's going to die. ”

An Ning just hugged the crisp harder and harder, accompanied by the two of them looking back at the two of them with more determined eyes.

The smile in his eyes was even stronger.

It's not a bad laugh, but an appreciation.

But suddenly!

A smile froze in his eyes.

The air conditioner is deeper, full of killing intent!

The "solar term box" in his hand is wide open, and the umbrella surface is stretched high!

There seems to be a sword weapon out of the sheath in the ear, and it roars loudly, and the sword qi is deeply nailed to the wall around the room!

The walls crumbled.

There was a loud bang outside the house!

An Ning just stared at the changes around her in a daze, but she didn't notice that the black short stick under her feet was about to jump.

I can only hear the noise of people from the outside world. People of all colors gathered one after another, and the momentum was violent!

If it weren't for the levitation in the air and the various magic weapons in their hands showing that this was also a group of "mountain people", An Ning would have mistaken it for a group of rough people rushing to the streets.

The walls collapsed and were empty.

The eaves are shiny with ice, and the snow is piled with goose feathers.

The chicken soup on the stove in the house made a small "poof" sound, the chicken fat was crystal clear, white like clotted fat, and the tender meat was already thin like mud, slightly yellow and like amber. Half-open the lid of the pot, steaming, and the hot air makes people's palms warm and slightly itchy.

Di Li had already come to the stove, and took care of a bowl of chicken soup by himself, and the hot bottom of the bowl made him a little unstable. After finally taking a sip of the hot and delicious chicken soup, he snorted in satisfaction.

Then he leaned on the stove with one and a half hands, held a soup bowl in the other, the big umbrella beside him hung in the air, and the hair on his temples rose with the wind.

He looked at the crowd outside with a mocking smile.

"It's a quick day. ”

"Let's have chicken soup. ”

"However, the one who passes the sword formation first is a guest. ”

"It doesn't work out of the umbrella. ”

"Then leave the head. ”