The Jiang family and the Liu family left one by one, and Jiang Wan'er, who was enthusiastic before, didn't say a word in the end, and disappeared into Changmen Town with Jiang Tong's brothers and sisters.

For a while, only the teenager was left in the town, and the lonely figure stood in the snow, looking a little lonely.

"Hoo ......"

He exhaled a hot breath in a deep voice, and white mist bubbled out of his mouth, melting gold and snow. He seemed to realize something, gently removed the oil-paper flower umbrella on his back, and slowly opened it. Looking at the gloomy and white sky of the northern land, my heart seemed to be blocked by a boulder.

"It's snowing......" A familiar voice seemed to echo in his ears, but at this moment, there was no acquaintance beside him, but an extra carriage.

As the door opened, a man in a gray plush coat stepped out of the door, he looked very tall, but under this height, there was a touch of vicissitudes, or old age.

"Didn't expect that, did we? We'll meet here. Mo Zhifeng walked in front of Xu Changfeng and said calmly.

"Supervisor Mo?" Xu Changfeng said with a hint of confusion.

"I don't know if you mean it sarcastically or something else. Mo Zhifeng said, "I'm not Mo Jian Si for a long time, I'm just a governor of this Changmen Town, do you understand what I mean?"

Xu Changfeng's heart trembled slightly, and he still pretended to be calm and asked, "Lord Mo, please speak clearly." ”

Mo Zhifeng narrowed his expression slightly, and carefully looked at the young man in front of him holding a flower umbrella. As the saying goes, the more you do, the more you get wrong. Now Xu Changfeng's suspicions are no longer like a year ago in the prison, and he wanted to get through without knowing a word.

It's a pity that he is no longer the Mo Jian Si back then, and Xu Changfeng doesn't know the weak young man back then.

"I know you have the Kunlun Sword Sect behind you as your hole card, but in this Changmen Town, I have the final say. Mo Zhifeng said, "How about taking you to a place?"

"What if I don't go?" Xu Changfeng's eyes widened, looking at Mo Zhifeng.

Mo Zhifeng's move was undoubtedly to dig out something valuable from Xu Changfeng, so that he could have a chance to return to Chang'an in this life. But how could the young man let him succeed easily? Unlike the four major families in the Northland, he is an official, although he can indeed have the final say in Nagato Town, he also has to be reasonable.

The two looked at each other silently in the wind and snow for a while, and the four seemed to become silent, so quiet that they could vaguely hear the sound of snowflakes falling.

"Drive!"

The silence was soon broken by the sound of galloping horses' hooves, and two brown horses galloped from the wind and snow in desperation.

Mo Zhifeng turned his head to look, his brows a little tense.

The men on the horse were a man and a woman, the man was seven feet tall, carrying a hunting knife and a sword behind him. And the woman has an extremely familiar face.

Syllable!

She rolled over and dismounted, and rushed straight towards the boy with a lunge, and threw herself headlong into his arms.

This sudden warmth, like a torch lit in the dark night, illuminates the entire northern land. It's a lovely aroma

, so that the boy seems to be immersed in the gentle countryside, and he is reluctant to wake up.

"Are they having trouble for you?" Wei Xueying raised her head and looked at Xu Changfeng with teary eyes.

"I'm fine. Xu Changfeng was also a little excited, and his speech was a little slurred.

"Supervisor Mo, don't come unharmed. Luo Zijiang, who followed closely, dismounted and walked towards Mo Zhufeng, his right hand involuntarily resting on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

This is a habit of snow hunters.

Although a cultivator's sword can easily kill beasts, it will also destroy the fatty flesh on their bodies, which will affect the taste when they end up in their mouths. But with a knife, they can be dissected intact, preserving the freshest delicacy on the body.

"Luo Zijiang has seen Mo Jiansi. Luo Zijiang said slightly, "I don't know what the purpose of Mo Jian Si is difficult for a passer-by in Changmen Town?"

"Old friends meet and reminisce about the past, why is it difficult to say?" Mo Zhifeng blinked and said in a calm tone.

The Luo family, although it is not among the four major families in the Northland. But it is the oldest surname in the entire snowfield. Most importantly, they also have the responsibility of guarding the sacred mountain and have a great reputation throughout the Northland.

Now he is just a pawn of the imperial court, a fox and a tiger. If Luo Zijiang really wanted to embarrass him, he would have no choice at all, and he could not even stay in the entire northern land.

"Old friends meeting?" Luo Zijiang smiled slightly, "It seems that it is disturbing the Yaxing of Mo Jian Division." But my cousin seems to have something important to find your old friend, I wonder if Supervisor Mo can be accommodating and let my cousin finish the matter and come back to catch up?"

Mo Zhifeng glanced at the girl beside the young man with his spare eyes, he had seen it in Chang'an, and he had also sent someone to check her information. Wei Xueying, the only daughter of Wei Chen, the head of the Wei family, with his current status, it can be said that no one can afford to offend. Even if Luo Zijiang is not present today, he has to be a stuffy gourd obediently.

"Huh. Mo stopped laughing dryly, "In that case, I'll go first." ”

"Supervisor Mo walked slowly. Luo Zijiang replied with a smile.

Watching Mo Zhufeng get into the carriage and disappear into the streets of Changmen Town, Luo Zijiang's expression relaxed a lot, he looked at Wei Xueying and said, "This Mo Zhufeng is really an old fox, no wonder my uncle always asks you to have more snacks in Chang'an." ”

Wei Xueying gave him a blank look, obviously not wanting to talk about this topic.

"He's my cousin Luo Zijiang. Wei Xueying said to Xu Changfeng.

"Xu Changfeng has seen Brother Luo. The young man said slightly.

"Shock, it's all your own family, you don't have to be polite. Luo Zijiang grinned and said with a big smile, just like the two of them who were as serious as before, "Speaking of cousin, now there are only two horses, so we ......"

"What do you say?" Wei Xueying asked with a hint of a smile and staring at Luo Zijiang.

Luo Zijiang couldn't help laughing dryly, clapped his hands and said, "Well, what then, Brother Xu, I suddenly remembered that I still have to meet a few Changmen."

Brother of the town, you and my cousin should go first, you rarely come to the Northland, just let your cousin take you around. ”

After he finished speaking, he hurried away.

"Doesn't it seem like this is right?" Xu Changfeng looked at Luo Zijiang's departing back and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, he can't wait for an excuse to run out and drink. Wei Xueying smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the North Darkness to have a look." ”

"Hmm......" Xu Changfeng was saying that he suddenly thought of something, and subconsciously handed the open oil umbrella forward, "That, your umbrella." ”

Wei Xueying looked back, only to see the young man holding the handle of the umbrella and handing over the oil umbrella, "Puff ......"

"What are you laughing at?" asked Xu Changfeng.

"It's nothing, I just want to laugh. Wei Xueying said.

ps: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival

(End of chapter)