The merchant prisoner saw the Red Pupil River City on a dilapidated small building at the mouth of the old alley, which was in a small building, not in a small building, and the two scenes were completely different.

Xiaolou is the west wind tonight, come to see it, the people in green clothes, drink the wind and snow alone!

The snowy night is full of loneliness from a killer.

"I don't have a hat, how can I protect myself from the wind and snow. ”

So the merchant prisoner prepared an umbrella, which was borrowed from the Feixue Inn, a lace oil-paper umbrella, which was quite frivolous to fight, and he would never use an umbrella on a snowy or rainy night before that.

Jiang Cheng hugged his saber and said lightly: "I don't have feelings for the rivers and lakes, so I won't be warm tonight, I will say hello to you if I have something to say." ”

The merchant prisoner smiled, pointed to the towering Juntian Pagoda in the Muwang Mansion in Beiliang City, and said, "Why don't you move to my house?" ”

Jiang Cheng glanced at the Mu Wangfu, then at the Shang prisoner, and gently spit out a sentence: "It's more deserted there." ”

"Uh......" The merchant prisoner was speechless for a while, indeed, the Muwang Mansion is even more deserted, and the cold place is not warm even if the wine is strong, and the cold place is not suitable for hospitality.

"Don't you want your Muwang Mansion?" Jiang Cheng asked suddenly.

The merchant prisoner said bitterly: "The Muwang Mansion is really famous, and the elder brothers don't look down on it here, and they don't have a clear intention to accept it, so it's useless for me to keep it." ”

Jiang Cheng said: "It's really useless, in previous years, there were businessmen who wanted to buy Beiliang City, but the gentleman sent to live in it was scared to death for less than two days, and since then Beiliang City has been sealed by the Zhou Order, except for a few brothers who guard the ghost gate, no one has ever been there." ”

He persuaded again: "Mu Wangfu still wants it, Mu Wangfu is facing the rivers and lakes, with it, you will have an identity and status in the rivers and lakes, even if you are famous, others will give you a proper face." ”

Shang Prisoner said: "I understand," and then sighed lightly: "It's just a little heavier there, and it hasn't collapsed or dirty, hehe, maybe it's saved." ”

Jiang Cheng was silent for a moment before he said, "That's because you have a virtuous wife...... Is it a wife?" he was a little unconvinced.

The merchant prisoner frowned: "Is it eleven?"

Jiang Cheng said: "Maybe it's called Eleven, that's a very hardworking woman." According to the news from my subordinates, she will return to the Mu Wangfu after the fifteenth day of the first month, and will sweep the snow that Mu Wang Ye has sunk for half a year day and night, and she will not be able to sweep the snow clean until the end of June.

However, in July, it was the season of snow in Liangcheng again, so she had to leave Muwang's Mansion and go to the Flying Snow Inn to wait for the snow to stop in the spring of the next year, day after day, year after year. ”

The prisoner's eyes were already a little red, which was rare, and it was never uncommon.

Jiang Cheng shook his head and said: "It's only been nearly two years since she went to the Flying Snow Inn, as far as I know, she was sick before, so she can only stay in the Muwang Mansion alone, watch the snow when it snows, and sweep the snow when the snow stops, and it has been decades." ”

The merchant prisoner closed his eyes, and two lines of hot tears were left from the corners of his eyes, which was rare, rare. He had only shed tears twice in his life, once when he heard about General Wei's death, and once when he was in the present.

Falling in love with a woman does make a man change a lot.

"Don't talk about children's affection, you should talk about family hatred and national hatred. ”

The merchant prisoner blinked and said that he would never shed a fourth of three tears.

"Family feud?" Jiang Cheng smiled slightly, more moving than the snowflakes in the night, he could be so handsome, he said: "I am home all over the world, if you say family feuds, then there are more, those who hate me are dead, I hate them earlier than those who hate me, hehehe......"

His laughter echoed through the old alleys, three out of seven joys and three sorrows.

Just ask how lonely it is to be invincible?

The merchant prisoner didn't have the heart to joke, I am afraid that the whole world knows about the dirty things of Mu Wangye, and this revenge cannot be avenged for the time being.

"If Leader Jiang doesn't have a family feud, then let's talk about national hatred," Speaking of this, he really looked at Jiang Cheng and asked: "Leader Jiang is a world-famous master, is he willing to fight for the country?"

Jiang Cheng first glanced at the fine snow flying in the night sky, and then at the sword in his hand, his eyes were stronger than Jin Jian: "The sword points to the rivers and lakes, the mountains and rivers are snowy, I am willing to fight for the real martial arts, and I am also willing to die for the real martial arts!"

The sword is the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are the home, the sword in the hand is the chivalry, and the sword in the hand is righteousness to protect the family and defend the country!

Jiang Cheng is the hero of the righteous thin clouds!

Shang Prisoner collected all his respect and excitement in his heart, and said: "The Golden Immortals are comparable to the Martial Peak, both of which are the key to deciding whether to win or lose the battle, although I don't know what the specific enemy situation is, but the number of Golden Immortals in the Metaverse far exceeds the True Martial Martial Peak...... It was a tough battle, and the heaviest burden fell on us. ”

Jiang Cheng's brows furrowed, obviously this was a big problem. He said: "There are many people in the immortal realm, and cultivation is regarded as a daily routine, and there are naturally many immortals; although the realm of true martial arts is small, all the people have the courage to fight bloody battles to the end!

They will be defeated!"

The merchant prisoner sighed leisurely: "I hope it is so ......"

Late at night, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and a large layer of snow had accumulated on the hats of Jiangcheng and on the flower umbrellas of the merchant prisoners.

"The specific layout of the war is being discussed between the Kyushu League and the imperial court, but it will be implemented soon, no later than a year at the latest. Leader Jiang only needs to wait for the order in Liangcheng. ”

The merchant prisoner shook off the snow from the flower umbrella and said such a closing sentence, indicating that it was almost time to go home.

Jiang Cheng nodded, but asked more: "What about him?"

The merchant prisoner raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "What does he mean...... Di Yunfeng?"

Jiang Cheng nodded again and said, "Yes, that very special young man, is he still alive?"

The merchant prisoner couldn't help laughing, and said, "He is the protagonist, do you think he will die?" That kid hugged the beauty night and night, showing mercy everywhere. I think he'll come back to help Zhenwu. ”

He asked Jiang Cheng again: "What's the matter?"

"It's really something," Jiang Cheng said: "I have a subordinate who has a crush on the girl in the Feixue Inn, considering that the women there are all his, so I want to ask if there is a chance to match and be a matchmaker." ”

The merchant prisoner smiled: "I didn't expect that Leader Jiang would still care about the emotional problems of his subordinates, hehe......"

Jiang Cheng said seriously: "The killer also has feelings, but he doesn't know how to show it." That subordinate has been with me for a long time, he has broken through the real martial arts, he is not good-looking, but he is not ugly, he has no scars on his body, he is warm-hearted, he has never touched a woman, and"

"Okay, okay," Shang Prisoner interrupted Jiang Cheng with a smile, and only said, "I'm not the owner of the inn, and it's useless for you to tell me about that man's conditions, but I'm sure that Di Yunfeng, a few of the Oiran in the Feixue Inn, will definitely not give it to you, and they won't go with your men." ”

Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "It's not an Oiran, it's just an ordinary maid." ”

"Even if it's a maid, it's still beautiful, right, otherwise how could you hook the heart of a cold-blooded killer......?"

The merchant prisoner laughed in the snowy night, took a selfie on his chest and promised: "Okay, I'll go back, ask Eleven, see the situation, find out the details, if possible, I would be willing to be this matchmaker, this can be regarded as General Shang's reward for future soldiers!"

Jiang Cheng said: "Thank you!"

"Let's go, I'll talk about it another day. ”

The merchant prisoner held an umbrella and walked away in the snow.