The sun rises early, and it is only early in the morning, and the snow is already shining with golden light, as if it is sprinkled with gold everywhere. The heavy snow that had fallen all night finally stopped, and although the sun was shining, the cold air in the snow continued to rise, making people shiver as they walked on the road.

Wei Xueying woke up early in the morning and walked on the path covered by the snow in dark plush boots, making a crackling sound. As she walked, she was thinking that it was estimated that it would still rain in Chang'an for several days, and it would not be considered winter until the north wind was whistling and the city was frosty.

There are also many people who come and go along the way, and those who live in the North are used to getting up early. As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, because it snows, the prey in the mountains is even more difficult to fight. Now that the weather is clear, I may be able to catch some prey that comes out to forage if I am more diligent.

If it's late, it's dark on this day, it's not easy to walk at night, and if you encounter a heavy snowfall again, half your life will be lost.

"Uncle Brown, why do you get up so early?" Wei Xueying came to the stables of a farmer, and a middle-aged man in his fifties was holding forage to feed the horses.

"Yo, isn't this Xueying, Nizi, why did you come to me?" Seeing this, Brown immediately stopped the work of feeding the horse grass in his hand and respectfully promised Wei Xueying.

"Uncle Brown, I want to ask when you will go to Chang'an?" Wei Xueying asked softly.

Brown is a medicinal herb merchant who lives in the North Underworld, and after going up the mountain to collect medicine on weekdays, he will transport it to Chang'an to sell, and many of the shopkeepers of the medicinal herb shops in Chang'an are his old acquaintances, and Wei Xueying has also seen one or two times during his study in the Qingzhu Sword Academy. However, it is mostly seen in the summer, and it is less common in the winter.

"Chang'an, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until next year...... Brown said, with a wry smile.

"Why?" Wei Xueying's face changed slightly when she heard this, and she hurriedly asked.

Brown looked at Xiao Nizi's appearance, only to realize that there were two other things in her hands. A tightly wrapped envelope, and a freshly caught river fish, the gills of which swayed slightly from time to time, apparently the fish was quite fresh.

Once in the east, all the rivers in the northern underworld are frozen up, and if you want to eat fish, you have to dig ice. Even for cultivators, it takes a lot of effort to break through those few feet of ice. The fish in Wei Xueying's hand is not cheap.

Brown has been in business for many years, and he can't understand such an obvious move.

"Nizi, are you going to let me go to Chang'an to deliver a letter to you?" asked Brown Tree softly, "You don't often take this road, I don't know how dangerous it is." Now that the snow is covering the mountains, it is already very difficult to get in, let alone get out of this icy and snowy place. Originally, I also planned to go to Chang'an again, buy some New Year's goods and come back, and honestly stay at home for the New Year, but this year's snow came a little early, and now even if I promise to help you, I can't go out of Wangbei Mountain. ”

When the girl heard this, her expression couldn't help but be a little dark.

Two months ago, Wei Xueying asked Brown to help deliver the letter, but at that time, Brown had just returned from Chang'an, and he would not go so fast in a short time, so the letter was handed over to Bei Qiufeng. At that time, Brown said that he would probably go to Chang'an again in two months, and then he could help deliver the letter.

Wei Xueying didn't understand the reason, but according to the past, it would take at least a month before the mountain was closed. She was also calculating in her heart that Brown should go to Chang'an in the next few days.

"In that case, I'm going to bother Uncle Brown. Wei Xueying sighed slightly, turned around and went back the way she came, her steps were a little heavy, and she made a dull sound when she was buried in the snow.

Brown looked at Wei Xueying, and he was also a little helpless. The most important thing for these people in business is to keep their promises, and they promised well two months ago, but now they want to go back on their promises, which really shouldn't be.

Wei Xueying turned around and took a few steps, then suddenly stopped, as if something had fallen, quickly turned around and hurriedly trotted in front of Brown. Brown had just picked up the grass and put it in the manger when a fresh fish came into his sight.

"Uncle Brown, this is a fresh fish that I just caught from the river this morning, you can take it home and make soup and drink it later." Wei Xueying handed the fresh fish out and said softly.

"Eh, this can't be helped!" Brown was suddenly shocked, he knew very well how many silver taels such a fresh fish could be sold for in the North Underworld City, and hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, "Xue Yingnizi, you better take it back, this thing is too valuable." ”

Wei Xueying shook her head, and actually hung the fish directly on the hook that tied the reins of the horse, and said, "When I take it back, this fish will not be fresh for a long time, so let's put it here for you." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Niko, you'll be there. Brown wanted to hold her, but suddenly remembered that his hand had just grabbed the horse grass, so he gave up, "I know a military master who is on an errand in the North Underworld, and he will go back to Chang'an to visit relatives in a few days, if you can trust Nizi, I can ask him to help you deliver the letter." ”

When Wei Xueying heard this, her body turned around a little stiffly, and her eyes looked in the direction of Chang'an.

Bang!

The clear, loud and piercing sound of the porcelain cup breaking resounded in Mo Zhifeng's ears, tightly wrapped around him like a nightmare, and could not be dispersed for a long time.

In his impression, this was the first time that the prince threw something in front of him.

His face was calm, his eyes were blank, and he felt as if he was dead. Long before he entered the palace, he had already thought about what was going to happen next, it would be extraordinary. Breaking the glass is just the beginning of a nightmare.

"Don't stop the wind, you did a good deed!" Li Nie stood solemnly in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Please ask the prince to ask for sin. Mo Zhifeng didn't look up, knelt on the ground and whispered.

"Ask the crime?" Li Nie seemed to sneer, "What crime do you want to cure? Death or life? After curing your crime, the remnants of the Lingkong Sword Village will not escape?

You can order the four seventh-order cultivators in the dynasty anytime and anywhere. Whether it's Chen Yuanyi or Shen Binglin, which of them is not stronger than that Mo Xingxiao, why didn't you stop them?"

"The subordinates are ineffective and have nothing to say. Mo Zhifeng shook his head.

"Nothing to say?" Li Nie restrained his anger a little, "I know that you only want to die when you come this time." Do you know why Situ Yu is dead, but you are still alive? It's not that I can't bear to kill you, I keep you because I want you to give an explanation for what happened ten years ago. Now this confession, this king is very dissatisfied. ”

"Lord ......"

"There is a lack of an overseer in the Northern Underworld, you can go and rest for the time being, as for this Prison Heavenly Division, someone else will take care of it......"

Volume 2: The Iron Horse Glacier Falls into Dream.

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