"You said the old groom was really dismissed?".

"En", he jumped off the earthen wall, looked at the direction of the snowy Golden Prison Pass, passed the Sumeru Mountain is the Golden Prison Pass, and then thirty miles to the north is the Yulei Mountain.

Just half a month ago, Yang Ze received a message from the Golden-winged Dapeng: The old horseman did a few small things on the road, and finally arrived at the town under Mount Meru, which is the only place to go up Mount Meru.

Mount Meru spread eyeliner in the town, and there were already messengers rushing up the mountain, and the mountain was like a great enemy, and several generations of Dharma Protector Elders went out in advance.

The old groom looked at an inconspicuous small hotel, with an eight-foot wine flag erected outside the door, and the wind wrote "Tired of chasing wine flags and playing drums". The owner of this shop was originally a private school for a few years, and he was a talented man who had fallen behind, and he liked Wen Zou Zou's words, and he copied this sentence in Yulei Mountain a few years ago, and he was quite satisfied with it and hung it outside the store.

The old groom walked into the store and sat down in a secluded corner.

Although this small shop is small, it is better in a good location, and it is the only way for the martial artists to go to Mount Meru from here, but most of them have not returned. The shopkeeper is not surprised by the coming and going of people, he knows that the city is full of eyes and ears of Mount Meru, and soon there will be disciples in Mount Meru to come down the mountain to greet these martial artists to go up the mountain, but this old horseman who sells horses does not seem to be a person from the rivers and lakes, and he looks like a drooping old man.

"Guest officer, what do you want?", the shopkeeper approached, smelling a smell of horse manure, covering his mouth and nose, he looked at it, and knew that this person didn't have a few copper plates in his pocket.

The groom took a few copper plates from his pocket and weighed them in the palm of his hand. The shopkeeper muttered in his heart, "I really guessed well, and I am a coolie who sells horses for others, and it is really not easy to come out to eat at such an old age."

"Where did those words on the wine flag outside this store come from?"

The shopkeeper didn't look like he was rich, and he asked around, frowning and impatiently explained, "My shopkeeper admires a word, what is it called?", the shopkeeper looked at the corner of the roof beam, scratched his head and thought for a long time, "Look at my memory, I don't know a single big character, if I am, I will simply draw a wine jar, this bitter cold place in Xinjiang, there are mostly blades licking blood business, how many literati have ink in their stomachs."

"But it's called "Shan Stream"?"

"Yes, exactly, the guest officer also knows this sentence, the wine flag is taken from "The Mountain Stream", the shopkeeper was a little surprised, this yellow-toothed groom, even knew this word, no wonder the shopkeeper was like a treasure, hanging on the wine flag outside the store.

"Oh, I've heard of it", the old groom bowed his head and said, "Is there any drunken immortal wine in Jiangzhou in the store?"

"No, there is only Jiangnan Sanwei wine in the small store, and the taste is soft and similar to Jiangzhou drunken fairy wine, but it is slightly more expensive, and it costs ten yuan a bowl", the shopkeeper looked at the old groom with some forces, and sat on the ground to start the price, it is best that this groom is too expensive, and save his own strength.

"Oh, put on a corner and taste it", the old groom took out the last two pieces of silver, "and I will reward you with the rest".

The shopkeeper didn't expect this horseman, who smelled of horse manure, to be so generous, with a smile on his face, and immediately compared the two of them who had just been judged, and he was busy drinking and serving as a guest.

"Who is in the Little Red Pavilion, Sijun is like a wind shadow, coming and going never stops. After ten years, he returned, tired of chasing the wine flag and playing the drums, until now the wine has not woken up", the old groom slowly drank the three bowls of wine in front of him, and muttered.

"I can't imagine that your old man still has some ink in his stomach", the shopkeeper heard the compliment.

"The taste of the three-flavor wine is still a little lighter, it is not as good as the drunken fairy wine", the old horseman wiped his mouth with interest. A group of purple-clothed disciples of Mount Meru outside the door have been respectful for a long time, but they have not spoken.

"Who is this old groom?", looking at the back of the old groom outside the store, the shopkeeper was a little confused, because in this Sumeru Mountain, the color of the clothes is different from the layers, "red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple", the purple clothes have the highest martial arts, and they don't look at people at all on weekdays, they are all over the place, they are overbearing, but at this moment, they are far behind the old groom, docile like a group of harmless kittens.

Soon, the shopkeeper saw that the sky and the earth were dark, the swordsmen with swords within a radius of a hundred miles were soaring, and ten thousand sharp blades were hanging over Mount Meru, which was spectacular, and the martial artists of the town were amazed and stopped to watch.

"Shi Lao'er, in vain you still call yourself the whip god, believe it or not, I will immediately cut off your Sumeru luck for five hundred years", Zhou Xing's voice exploded like thunder over Mount Meru, deafening, and the aftermath was endless.

"Zhou Xing, Hugh is rampant, do you dare to follow me to West Kunlun to compete?", Sumeru Mountain Shi Beiwu sacrificed a double whip, double whip rose into the air, two lightning bolts, floating light, like two big meteors shooting northwest, Chengying three swords out of the sheath, ten thousand swords followed.

Shi Shouwu's double whips turned into two ice dragons, wrapped around his body, stepping on the unicorn, and the wind and thunder followed. The old horseman urged the three swords of Chengying, ten thousand swords fired a salvo, countless silver lights, sneering through the air, one foot away from the whip god, those ordinary weapons fell one after another, like comets. The old horseman urged the vitality, flew into the sky with light, and the shadow and the night practice turned into a bird's beak, and tens of thousands of flying swords merged into one and became bird wings.

Two flaming vermilion birds, flapping their wings in the air, roaring for nine days, leaving a shallow sword mark in the sky, and the sky opened a line.

Later, because it was too far away, Deadpool of Yang's Mansion didn't know what was going on.

only knew that the flames were gone, and Zhou Xing was a little tired and sat in Kunlun Mountain, his clothes were in tatters, and he was immediately relieved by the light sword soldier, one of the three swords.

"Let's go, maybe we can see each other again in time", Yang Ze pulled Ye Qingxuan, whose face was a little pale.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned when she heard this, and her hands were cold. Yang Ze covered her hand, helped her keep warm, and said softly, "It's cold outside, let's go back."

Outside the Golden Prison Pass of the Xiangtuo Dynasty, a group of caravans slowly came to the Guan.

In the middle of the caravan, on a white horse, a plain-clothed woman wore a hood and a white veil covering her face, so that she couldn't see her face clearly.

Although the wind was raging, her heart was rushing enthusiastically, fluttering, and sighed: "The north wind swept the white grass and folded, Hutian flew snow in August, and the wind and snow night in front of Yulei Mountain, and the soul of Jinzhou was separated from the city."

"Oh, my aunt, the place you are going to is ahead, I don't dare to go any further, are you sure it is the inaccessible Yulei Mountain?", a lean middle-aged man in the caravan, dressed in a long robe, wearing a felt hat, and wearing a jade wrench on his left hand, looked like an upstart, he stood on his horse and pointed to a high mountain in the northwest.

In troubled times, the caravan that dares to run the rivers and lakes outside the Saiwai is no better than the Guannei, and no one dares to play this life-saving business, which requires two brushes and connections, but at this moment he is extremely respectful to the plain-clothed woman.

He only knew that this woman, surnamed Xiao, seemed to be a relative of the lord of White Horse City, the lord who had 30,000 bows, was extremely polite to this woman, and the lord ordered him to escort her safely to the foot of Yulei Mountain, and take care of her along the way, and finally arrived in front of Yulei Mountain. However, he was a little sorry why this flower-like woman went in and out of Yulei Mountain alone, it was a Yama Hall that had no return.

"En", the plain-clothed woman looked at the golden prison hidden in the wind and snow, waved her hand, and the lean middle-aged man said goodbye on the horse, without looking back, and led the caravan towards the golden prison pass.

"It's been ten years," the plain-clothed woman sighed, a white cat in her arms showed her head, and she opened her eyes to look at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

The top of Yulei Mountain, the small red pavilion.

A cluster of bright red pavilions in the vast white snow was particularly eye-catching, and the plain-clothed girl stomped on the snow on her feet. The footprints behind him have long been covered with snow, and the white cat in his arms, squinting his eyes, is a plain white cat.

"Squeak, squeak", there was the sound of footsteps stepping on the frozen snow behind her, but it was not the appearance of a person, her face was delicately red, and she looked back in surprise, a pair of young men and women, hand in hand, her eyes showed a disappointed look, looking at the opposite cliff, those few sentences of the shadow sword carved out of the words of "Sushan Stream".

"Miss Xiao, I'm here to tell you that Zhou Xing won't come", Yang Ze pondered for a long time, and finally said softly.

"Oh, got it", the plain woman returned to her cold appearance. The white cat in her arms roared angrily, as if it was about to attack at any moment, and she stroked its smooth fur and whispered a few words of reassurance. Turned around and walked a few steps to stop, turned around and said, "Is it Mount Sumeru?"

"It is said that it was solved by the light sword, and the snow wolf is still in the small cave of Mount Meru."

"Thank you for coming and telling me", she slowly descended the mountain, there was some pain in her chest, ten years is neither long nor short, fleeting, but for her life is like years.

"What is so good about him and why do you like him?", Shizi whispered.

"How many reasons can I have to like someone? I think that if he is good, it is all about him", sighed the plain woman.

"If it weren't for Yang Gong's words first, how could I resist my Tiefu bow-wielding man, I would definitely step on Mount Meru", her vicious voice came from the air, and the white cat in her arms jumped to the ground with a meow, her body swelled suddenly, her body was as strong as an elephant, and her eyes glowed coldly, it was actually an adult snow wolf.

The plain-clothed woman jumped on the back of the snow wolf, the snow wolf howled, and after a few jumps, it had disappeared into the vast sea of snow.

Ten years ago, she followed the snow wolf to this place and accidentally fell off a cliff and was seriously injured. Zhou Xing, the old horseman of the game Jianghu, happened to save her at the bottom of the mountain, and she recovered after taking care of her for three months.

However, unfortunately, when he was doing his work to save her, the old horseman went mad and was in danger. She gritted her teeth and carried Zhou Xing to Mount Meru, Shi Beiwu refused to give up a hundred years of cultivation to save Zhou Xing, and even took advantage of the danger of people to conniving at the disciples to snatch one of the snow wolf cubs, you must know that this snow wolf is an iron beast, and finally it was the Yang family who passed through Sumeru who saved Zhou Xing......

On the rivers and lakes, some things are destined to be the boiling point of ice and the freezing point of fire, never to meet, but they have been rushing enthusiastically.