Thousands of miles of danger, chaotic mountains, remnant snow......

Shaking the ice ballast on his body, Ning Hongdou straightened his waist and said to Li Qiye very seriously: "No matter what, I want to thank you." I'm not good at talking, I'm afraid of trouble, I don't know how to deal with this kind of thing, you can solve it with your mouth, it's already very powerful, I will remember this favor. ”

Li Qiye waved his hand very awkwardly, meaning that there is no need to thank you, everyone takes what they need.

At this time, Lu Fei had already stepped onto the deck, bowing his head and preparing to return to the cabin, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, because he was very embarrassed, so he refused to be taken care of by his fellow doormen. As the senior brother of the Shen family's sword furnace, he didn't want others to see his appearance, and he took the route with his back to everyone, and he must not let people see his face.

And then.

Ning Hongdou approached Li Qiye and asked, his voice was very small: "They all call you the Seventh Prince, you are very powerful on this dragon boat?"

Li Qiye likes to listen to this, and nods as a matter of course.

Ning Hongdou: "If others think I'm your person, then I can bear it if I kill someone on this ship?"

The corners of Li Qiye's mouth curled: "Of course." ”

Ning Hongdou: "Okay, then I owe you a life tonight." ”

At this time, the water potential of the Taiping River is not turbulent, although there are a few snowfalls in the north, the water level can flow here is normal. The dragon boat runs in the river, smooth and steady, and does not shake at all.

The boat is very large, the river is very deep, and the fish that survive the winter go in the same direction as the dragon boat, all the way south.

The night sky is cold.

There is a bright moon overhead, and there are a few looming stars next to the bright moon.

On the bank of the Taiping River, you can see clumps of deep winter reeds, and a layer of dew and frost is condensed on the reed stems. As far as the eye can see, the night sky is eternally tranquil, and the river is eternally clear, and then, the wind blows......

"Hey. ”

"You're a sword cultivator, right?"

"Your sword, down on deck. ”

Before Ning Hongdou jumped into the river, there were eighteen sword cultivators in the Shen family's sword furnace who asked her for advice, and threw her a sword when she was up to the point.

At this time, Ning Hongdou threw the sword back to Lu Fei intact.

Turning around to catch the sword, Lu Fei frowned slightly, and then, a strange color flashed in his eyes, because he saw Ning Hongdou's lips moving.

Lu Fei once said a mocking lip to Ning Hongdou on the ship's floor.

Now, Ning Hongdou also said a lip to Lu Fei: "My name is Ning Hongdou, and I am not a disciple of the Zen Mountain Taoist Temple. I am from the Sword Gate, and I have a master named Ye Piaoling. ”

Words, spoken.

Ning Hongdou threw off the dry cotton clothes on his body, soaked in the water of the Taiping River, and the wet clothes wrapped in ice ballast suddenly fell off a thin layer of ice.

Ice.

Wrapped in a sword qi, in an instant, it converged into Ning Hongdou's palm.

The toes were on the deck, and the body was slightly squatting at first, and then it burst out in an instant, and everyone heard a buzzing sword roar in their ears, and the ice ballasts wrapped in Ning Hongdou's palms began to vibrate at a terrifying speed.

These ices are swords in Ning Hongdou's hands.

Shout!

The man and the sword merged into one, turning into a faint shadow, tearing the night, shattering the distance of more than ten steps, and directly stabbing Lu Fei's heart, stabbing straight!

This sword is not the sword two snake movement that Ning Hongdou figured out by himself, this sword is the sword gate technique that Ye Piaoling once used, Ning Hongdou revealed his identity as a disciple of the sword gate, so naturally he didn't plan to let Lu Fei enter the cabin alive.

Lu Fei is a sword cultivator in the Second Realm.

Ning Hongdou is also a sword cultivator in the Second Realm.

Maybe Lu Fei's sword quality is higher, but Kening Hongdou has been accumulating strength for a long time, if Li Qiye doesn't appear, this sword will be stabbed out.

Ning Hongdou has been observing for a long time, she watched Lu Fei's walking pace, Lu Fei's habit of raising his hands, and even watched Lu Fei swim back and forth in the Taiping River.

Li Qiye's appearance smoothed out the conflict with Lu Fei.

Both of them felt clear.

The money does not have to be returned.

I apologized for the mistake.

Lu Fei was indeed embarrassed, he was very angry and embarrassed, but he didn't feel dangerous, he knew that Li Qiye would not kill himself, and the Iron Armor Sect would not move him. As for Ning Hongdou, a wild girl, even if she is a sword cultivator who has entered the cultivation, and she is lucky to be taken by Li Qiye, she is a little girl after all.

This cold world belongs to men.

The man hammered things out.

That's the end.

The debt you owe yourself, love to pay it back, or flesh to pay it, or life to pay it back has nothing to do with me!

But I never thought that the last person to shoot the sword at herself was this little girl, and what did her lips mean?

She's from the Sword Gate?

Her master's name is Ye Piaoling?

No way!

Lu Fei subconsciously raised his sword to defend, a sword flower was mixed with a thick sword qi, his eyes looked at the trajectory of the incoming sword, and he saw it very accurately, and then Shen Nian told himself that this sword could be blocked.

As a result, Ning Hongdou's Ice Ballast Sword, the blade of the sword, directly ignored Lu Fei's sword flower, and then pierced the sword body, the ice ballast passed through the broken sword, the sword qi penetrated the skin, and the extremely fast rotating ice instantly shattered the blood and bones under the skin, and finally wrapped the heart that was still beating.

Ning Hongdou's people had already come within three feet of Lu Fei, and at the last moment, the fierce face was revealed, muttering to himself: "You shouldn't mess with me, you shouldn't bully my brother, you found the wrong person." ”

"Me!"

"It's your aunt and grandmother you can't afford to mess with!"

Splatter!

Countless ice ballasts, like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, stabbed Lu Fei's heart in the next moment.

At the moment of death, Lu Fei didn't come back to his senses, why did he die? He just pinched a soft persimmon with little background for his junior sister, how could he pinch it on the stove and burn himself to death!

Isn't Ye Piaoling of the Sword Gate already dead on the Demon Mountain?

When will there be an extra apprentice?

Or a girl?

Looking at Wen Wen quietly, how could he be so indifferent when he killed someone?

The confirmation is very indifferent, because Ning Hongdou herself is not a gentleman, she is a woman, since ancient times, women have a poisonous heart, and since ancient times, women have not been rude and unreasonable.

When Ning Hongdou was just able to speak, he gave Ye Piaoling an idea: "Master, you have to eat enough nine thousand nine hundred swords, why do you want to choose one by one, find a place to cast swords, just eat comfortably, fast and troublesome." ”

The rules are set for those fearful men, but they can't restrain a fearless woman like Ning Hongdou.

Did Lu Fei think that the sword she threw over wanted to compete fairly?

That sword, when Ning Hongdou reprimanded Lu Fei in Li Qiye, she had already started to do tricks. The Sword Gate itself is a sect that is both good and evil, there are no rules that bind the hands and feet, for the broken place of the Sword Gate, which has been passed down from generation to generation, if it can survive, it is the disciples of the Sword Gate who are worthy of their ancestors.

Destroy your sword?

Ye Piaoling still eats swords!

If you win, someone will be afraid of you, and if you lose, you will be a pile of white bones, which will pass away with the wind, and not a single leaf will be left...... Ye Piaoling was a gentleman at the last moment of his life, you see, is there a person in this world who appreciates it? The corpse is still freezing on the top of the Magic Mountain! Ning Hongdou will not be stupid!

Clapping his hands, Ning Hongdou turned to look at the onlookers behind him, grinned shallowly, kicked away those broken swords with one kick, and kicked Lu Fei's body away with the second kick...... The Taiping River in the middle of winter, who wants to see what happened just now, okay, no problem, jump into the river to catch the corpse!