The morning sun is very bright, thousands of rays of light pour on the earth, and the warm sunlight shines on everyone at the entrance of Zhiqing Village, setting off their respective appearances and expressions more clearly.

The thirty mountain bandits were somewhat frightened when they saw the tense villagers, and did not directly rush to kill.

These mountain bandits are all from Chunmao Mountain, 200 miles southeast of Zhiqing Village, they usually do not rob the villagers, first, these villagers are destitute, second, every year each village will pay tribute to Chunmao Mountain, third, the villagers at the foot of these mountains are hunting for a living, more or less know a little kung fu.

The leader of the mountain bandits of Chunmao Mountain is named Hengjiu Peak, and the people give the nickname Nine Bull Tiger, and its strength is infinite, and it can pull up the towering tree of two people with one hand, and one punch can blast the bluestone to pieces.

The people who came to Zhiqing Village today are all minions, but they are still fierce and strong, and they can't be dealt with by a few villagers.

"The villagers of Zhiqing Village are all listening, the uncles are not here today to trouble you, but to tell you a happy event. What is the matter, let the patriarch of your village come and talk about it? A man with a knife on his back said with a smile, his voice was like a rushing river, strong and powerful.

"Ahem...... It's coming!"

At this moment, two white-bearded old men hurriedly came, and an old man in a light yellow robe waved to answer while walking, and was choked twice because he was in a hurry, and another old man in a gray robe followed closely behind, it was the patriarch and the patriarch.

"The heroes of Chunmao Mountain, if you have something to say, don't move. The patriarch said breathlessly as he walked through the crowd.

"Patriarch, there is a great event in your village, and our brothers came here to give you good news in advance. What a happy event, I heard that there was a beauty in your village recently, and our king wanted to marry her as the wife of the village, which is the glory of your Zhiqing Village. Naturally, there is a dowry, first, you don't have to give the annual payment of your village in the future, second, your village is included in the protection scope of Chunmao Mountain, and third, you will give the woman 3,000 coins. Everyone said that this is a great joy, haha......"

It's embarrassing, why am I laughing alone, and the man with the knife on his back looks at the zombie faces on the other side, as if he has lost his soul.

Needless to say, the masters of Zhiqing Village have already guessed who this woman is, she is a fairy in everyone's hearts, and she was robbed by Jiuniuhu like this, and she will not even have a thought in the future, who can be happy. Especially Zhishan, his face was already blue, his eyes were full of anger, the arm holding the bow was bruised, and he gurgled, if his daughter married a mountain bandit, it would be an insult to the face of the ancestors.

The pale yellow-robed old patriarch was embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

"Zhishan, this matter still depends on your opinion, get an idea as soon as possible. The elder of the gray-robed clan approached Zhishan and said in a low voice, after all, the girl belongs to someone else, and no one else dares to be the master.

Zhishan, who was pale, turned back to Zhou Feng and asked angrily, "Zhou Great Cultivator, what do you say?"

Hulala......

Everyone turned their eyes to Zhou Feng and to this wild man known as the Great Cultivator.

"Oh, ahem...... Uncle, leave this matter to my nephew, and I'll go to the mountain bandits and talk to them, and they will give me face. "

Ahh

"Uh-huh, you're all from Chunmaoshan, do you know who I am, do you know who the woman you're going to marry is?"

Zhou Feng cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and swaggered in front of the horse of the man with a knife with a pair of black cloth shoes, these shoes are Zhishan's, bigger than Zhou Feng's feet**, and they are a little loosely dressed.

"Haha! Where did this gossip come from, Uncle Run's handful of green onions, and he didn't look at how deep his roots were. The man with the knife squinted at Zhou Feng and said contemptuously.

Everyone laughed, including those in Zhiqing Village, who felt that the person in front of them was not as good as a green onion.

"It seems that you don't know me, then I'll say it myself, I am a yellow-clothed cultivator on Yuling Peak, I came here to cultivate the aura of heaven and earth, the woman in your mouth is my senior sister, I ask if you are afraid?" Zhou Feng held his head high, looking like he was the only one who belonged to me.

"You are a cultivator, that is, those big and small kings who shrank in Yuling Peak and don't dare to come out, today, you really don't pee on his cultivators, for the sake of you as our eldest lady and senior brother, you can roll as far as you can, otherwise...... Hmph...... "The man with the knife on his back skimmed the big knife behind his back with his big fork.

"This cultivator also has a name to scare you to death, for fear of frightening everyone, I will tell you alone, come with your ears. Zhou Feng went around to the side of the man with the knife on his back, waiting for someone to bow his head and attach his ears, but the big man didn't even bend his waist a bit.

Embarrassed! Zhou Feng raised his face and covered his mouth with one hand and lowered his voice: "I am the number one villain in the world, a chivalrous cat." "

"Fuck you, chivalrous cat. "

"Bang!"

The man with the knife on his back really couldn't stand Zhou Feng's nagging, so he raised a kick on horseback and kicked Zhou Feng in the chest violently. Zhou Feng stepped back more than a dozen steps and sat on the ground with his buttocks, fortunately, his body had been tempered and he was not injured, but he felt a little numb in his chest.

"Haha......"

Everyone laughed, and the great cultivator of Yuling Peak was also stunned. That Zhishan's face turned from blue to black, this person is actually a person who cheats and cheats, if he hands over his daughter to this person, and is not laughed at by others, Ling'er will be bullied for the rest of her life.

"Which of you is the family of that beautiful woman, hurry up and give a word, don't let a fool waste time here. The ugly words are ahead, this marriage is okay, it can't be done, otherwise it will be bloodied in Zhiqing Village. The man with the knife lost his patience and said angrily.

Suddenly, snowflakes drifted in the clear sky, crystal clear, and if the feathers fell gently, the temperature was noticeably cooler.

Everyone looked up and marveled, this was the first time such a strange celestial phenomenon, somehow.

"Three thousand petals of snowflakes, floating in the world, gone away with the wind, never returned, the wicked are domineering, and they can live for a few days. "

The sound is melodious and graceful, falling from the sky, listening to it really, accompanied by a cold atmosphere, but also a sense of killing.

Zhou Feng got up from the ground and stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, it was cool, it was real, it was strange.

"Whoever is pretending to be a ghost, hurry up and come out for the uncle. The man with the knife on his back pulled out the black bronze big knife from his back, and the dark knife face was shining with cold light, and it was murderous.

The snowflakes suddenly rose rapidly, enveloping a piece of sky, and a white shadow slowly fell with the heavy snow, as if the gods had descended from heaven to earth, pure and flawless, spotless.

Everyone was stunned and lost their souls, as if they were frozen by the cold.

The man with the knife lost his arrogance, and all that was left was surprise, astonishment, and uneasiness.

The white shadow fell to the ground with the snowflakes, and stood with a long body, it was actually a young and handsome ice jade man, he carried a long sword, the sword was four feet long, and the snow-white scabbard merged with his silk robe. Refined temperament, arrogant posture, crystal white skin, silky black silk, tender red lips, crystal-like eyes, this person seems to be carved from ice, without flaws, extremely perfect.

Zhou Feng looked at this handsome man from the sky, and even he couldn't help but like others, how could this guy look better than a woman.

The visitor smiled at Zhou Feng, and the hook of the corner of his lips almost pulled his soul away. Why do I like men, is it a charm technique? Zhou Feng blinked his eyes and slowly calmed down.

"Hey, it's falling down, can you put this snow away first, I'm wearing a thin clothes, a little cold. Zhou Feng rubbed his hands, stomped his feet, and shouted with a crooked face.

Then look at the others who have frozen their noses, shrunk into a ball, and their whole bodies are shaking, and they can't even hold anything in their hands.

The big man with the knife was stronger, but he couldn't stop shaking, and the black big knife made a desolate humming sound, and even the fat and thick-skinned horses were panting and neighing.

"This snow is just for everyone to calm down and dispel anger, if you feel cold, I will put it away first. The man in white shook his sleeves, and the snow all over the sky instantly sank into his cuffs.

The sun was shining, warm and comfortable, and the shivering crowd slowly recovered their body temperature and sighed at the beauty of spring warmth.

"Little white face, although you know some spells, but the gentlemen are not afraid of you, let the acquaintances go, otherwise ......" The big man with the knife raised the big knife in his hand, and the arrogance of his body was gone, and he was weak to speak, he was scared in his heart, but he still had to save face in front of the brothers, or he really couldn't mix it anymore.

The man in white raised his hand and gently slid a wisp of green silk, lowered his eyes to reveal a light smile, two charming dimples bloomed on his white and tender face, he did not answer the man's words directly, but raised his beautiful eyes to look at Zhou Feng, and smiled slightly: "This son, what do you say?"

Oh yes, what's going on today, it's the same question.

Zhou Feng slapped the dust on his body a few times, looked at the knife-wielding man with disdain, and grinned, "Beat him." "

The crowd pouted and spat on their lips.

"Okay, then this son Lao will teach this reckless man who doesn't know the height of the sky. The man in white still looked at Zhou Feng with a smile and made a gesture of raising his hand to please.

"Let me go! But this guy has a knife, how can I fight with my bare hands. Seeing that the sword behind your back is very beautiful, why don't you lend me to make it?" Zhou Feng smiled at the man in white, and his little abacus crackled in his heart, he must be reluctant to lend it to me, if you don't lend it to me, you can do it yourself.

Cracking sound......

Several firewood knives were thrown in front of Zhou Feng, and a group of eyes who watched jokes stared at him in unison, what does it mean that there are so many knives, why don't you want to.

You can't be embarrassed anymore, it's important to maintain a good image, otherwise you really can't get mixed up. Zhou Feng bent down and picked up a firewood knife and flipped it, and put his hands together.

Zhou Feng held the handle of the knife in his hand, the tip of the knife was facing down, he shook his legs twice, threw the two big shoes aside, stared at him, and walked barefoot towards the man with the knife, with the demeanor of a knifeman.

"Look for death!"

The man with the knife was already disgusted with Zhou Feng, but now his momentum was overwhelmed by the man in white, and the anger he was holding back in his heart had nowhere to spread. He let out a loud shout, his legs were strong, he jumped up from the horse, and slashed at Zhou Feng's head with a dark big knife that flashed cold.

Everyone sighed, lamenting that this stupid savage had lost his life like this, and they were somewhat compassionate.