Sure enough, after the words were finished, the wind swept into the snow, and a whirlwind suddenly appeared on the ice, whining, and it echoed for a long time in this lonely wilderness.

"It's not a small show. Such a scene, not to say that it is ingenious, but it is also very rare, but the robe only glanced at it lightly, muttered a word, and continued to look at his fishing rod, as if it were nothing.

The old donkey seemed to understand his words, and he also screamed, and the old donkey had a look of disdain on his face.

On the whirlwind, a middle-aged man in white stood with his hands in his hands, looking majestic, coupled with this amazing immortal method, coupled with the white snow in the sky, it was really difficult to look sideways.

He was like this, looking down at the lonely boat below, a person and a donkey on the lonely boat, and he didn't speak, as if he was watching him fishing, I don't know if Shi Jike should be happy, finally someone saw his figure.

"The fish that disturbed me, can you take it?" After a long time, Shi Jike finally spoke, but his voice was not loud but full of domineering, completely ignoring his identity, in this world, he didn't care about this.

Hearing his words, Bai Yi's brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little angry, I don't know how many years no one had spoken to him like this.

But he didn't have a seizure, the key is that the person who spoke he really couldn't afford to provoke, the barefoot is not afraid to wear shoes, the person not only doesn't wear shoes, he doesn't even bother to wear clothes, he is dressed in brocade clothes, compared with the two, the one who suffers will be himself after all.

Silently, he landed on the ice sheet, silently, without even leaving a trace.

"Tai'a, my Great Qin is bound to win. At last, he spoke, not with the old donkey.

"What does it have to do with me?" Shi Jike said without raising his head.

"Would you like to help me?" the white cloth continued, and only then did he understand his intentions, but the two of them were not close to each other, and I don't know where he got the confidence to speak.

"You have millions of tiger warriors in the Great Qin Kingdom, and there are countless famous generals, why do you need me to be a country man. Shi Jike said again, although he did not explicitly refuse, but the meaning was already self-evident, this is busy, don't help.

In fact, what he said is not true, today's Great Qin State is no longer a small country within a radius of only a few hundred miles, with a land spanning thousands of miles and a population of millions.

Also, there may not be no masters in the army, the top ten generals in the world, which one is not murderous, and there are millions of corpses under his feet, how can he be so prestigious.

They are enough to fight to the death with the top ten masters of the rivers and lakes, and even better, to kill and kill, to fight and fight, a knife, you may not feel it when you wave it, after a hundred times, it will definitely be a lot, but if you cut him ten million times, how can you not have a little bit of understanding, and the knife is stained with blood, in comparison, the people in the rivers and lakes are a lot worse, even if it is the same knife, how can it not be killed every time.

"I'm afraid, you can't refuse this time. The white cloth spoke, his tone indifferent, with a little toughness.

"Mao Jiao, do you know who you're talking to?" Shi Jike said, his tone as cold as ice on the water, he raised his head, his eyes flashing with murder.

This is the second in the world, what does the person who led the donkey in the past have anything to do with him, the second in the world, Jiang Zhongshi, Shi Jike, should be like this.

Besides, this Mao Jiao is also a famous person in the world, the secretary of the Great Qin State and the Taifu, ranked among the three dukes, the power is monstrous, if it is put in the ordinary, no matter where he goes, he is courteous, in his position, it is enough to represent the Great Qin State, just ask this world, how many people dare to touch the face of the Great Qin, where the iron hooves of the millions of male teachers pass, not an inch of grass grows, who is not afraid.

He himself is also, if he does not cultivate martial arts and cultivates the way of heaven, he can be regarded as a talent, and with the dragon qi of the Great Qin Kingdom, although he cannot compare with those dormant immortals, he has also made some achievements.

With such an identity, coupled with its own strength, few people in the four seas dare to provoke.

But this person in front of him is one of the absolute few people, in the rivers and lakes, a lonely person, although with the name of the White Emperor, but not a long-term residence, the court is in the South Mountain, the twilight stay in the North Underworld, there is no shadow to come, there is no trace to go, the temple matter, let him be strong and strong, and what can I be.

Although it cultivates martial arts, who can underestimate it, who says that martial arts are low to heaven, and who says that martial arts are weak immortals, but it is just to look at itself.

"Naturally, I'm not that old and dizzy. Hearing his words, Mao Jiao lowered his head and said with a chuckle, although his tone was calm, he was already angry in his heart, how could he not be angry if he was so light.

"Do you know what the consequences are?" Shi Jike continued, his tone was even more unkind, pressing step by step, but he didn't make a move, Great Qin State, there is still one person who still has to give some face.

"Can you still kill me?" Suddenly raising his head, Mao Jiao was also-for-tat, he didn't want to have a conflict, but he had been humiliated, how could he swallow his anger, this was not his style.

Genius, after all, there will be some arrogance, only know how to be a person who only promises, how can he become the pride of the sky, Shi Jike is a genius, Mao Jiao is not, how can he be famous in the world, how can he be a mediocre.

After speaking, his momentum suddenly became fierce, the falling snowflakes were frozen in the air, the void was distorted, and one by one icicles were suspended around him.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Putting down the fishing rod in his hand, he slowly stood up, and did not forget to stomp his feet, as if he had been sitting for too long and was a little numb, so that the boat that had been abandoned for an unknown period of time squeaked, and if he used more strength, he would definitely be able to step out of a big hole.

"Silly donkey, don't get out of the way, be careful and become a dead donkey. He patted the head of the old donkey at the foot of the slope and said, he was so calm and relaxed at this critical juncture, and he was really full of confidence.

After listening to the words, the old donkey didn't dare to worry about him at this time, so he directly spread and kicked and ran away, don't look at it limping, it really wasn't slow.

"It's over?" That's it, watching him finish, Mao Jiao spoke, the anger in his heart went to a higher level, this action undoubtedly didn't put him in his eyes at all, which made him feel like a clown, taking care of himself on the stage to perform funny, only to make others laugh.

"It's over. Listening to his words, Shi Jike spoke.

In an instant, the icicles were mixed with snowflakes, turning into a little residual light, breaking through the air and hunting, like a ghost crying wolf, and like a ghost asking for his life.

Seeing that those icicles gradually became larger in the pupils, and immediately in front of him, Shi Jike finally made a move.

One punch, just one punch, everything in the air shattered, and then the fist did not disperse, evaporated, and everything turned into ashes, all of which returned to nothingness.

This is not the end, the strength went straight to Mao Jiao, and the true qi defense was fruitless, all like icicles, in the face of absolute power, like paper paste, unable to resist a single bit.

Tick, tick, bright red falls on the white, blood flows out of the body, but also with a little residual temperature, dissolves blood flowers on the snow, is eye-catching, if there is a person with a heart, the blood droplets are connected together, such as the plum in the cold winter, the wind and snow, the muscles and bones are proud.

And the person who waved it, the situation is not very optimistic now, and he must not be in the mood to be proud of his masterpiece, at this moment, Mao Jiao is being lifted by a hand, and those blood-red dyes are dripping from his left arm.