The cold snow is like a knife, and the earth is a cage, and everything is enveloped.

But there is also the smell of plum wine, in this space where even breathing is frozen, it is fragrant.

No matter how much loneliness there is, as long as you encounter the aroma of wine, it is just sorghum, and you can forget it at any time.

The man carried the vat, kicked the door open, stumbled and staggered into the noise.

More than forty people were still holding knives and guns, and suddenly they were like old monks in a trance, not moving, but their heads tilted back and tilted towards the door, which happened to meet the man's big rough eyes.

The man was slightly dark, and his hair seemed to have been cut with a knife, and it was short. The skin also looks rough, and of course it does not have the elegant appearance of a scholar. The eyes are big, the nose is not small, and the stubble grows casually on the cheeks and chin, and at this time it also drips with hops. Wine kept coming down from my mouth, and I saw that my throat was constantly rolling, and a whole vat of yellow soup gurgling penetrated my stomach.

The man burped, as if he was smiling.

It is extremely difficult to know whether there is a red face or not, but the ups and downs of the eyes and footsteps are really intimidating, and I am already drunk.

Although he stumbled under his feet, he couldn't stop him from walking towards Zhao Zidu.

To get to Zhao Zidui's side, he had to cross some cold knives.

Sure enough, someone blocked the way, holding a knife.

"It's getting dark, the snow is going to be heavy, this is not the place for you to come, you can go. ”

The man was laughing again, but his tongue seemed to be knotted, and he was talking indiscriminately.

"There have always been many people who have asked me to leave, but there is only one person who can tell me to leave. ”

Someone shouted.

"Whether it's the Zhao family's Qian family, if you take a step forward, I'll pull out my sword. ”

The man narrowed his drunken eyes, and seemed to look at the knife on the other person's waist slightly, and said.

"If I were you, I would have learned the day I first came out of the world, when you draw your sword, don't talk much. ”

Whoever you are, you will be stimulated by these words.

The white light of snow immediately reflected on the blade.

A glint flashed in everyone's eyes.

When I could fix my eyes again, I saw this man carrying the jar and walking past the knife. It wasn't until the bodies were staggered that I vaguely saw that the steel wide knife was crushed into slag.

The cold wind blew on the body of the knife-wielding man, between his legs, and he couldn't hold back his urine.

More than 40 people crowded the entire Liyuan Hall, and the vat had to be raised with one hand above its head. The man had penetrated all the blades, and there was no trace of panic on his eyebrows.

The three groups of people were all swordsmen who licked blood from the knife edge, and although they were shocked at this time, they were not chaotic, and they surrounded and circled around this person.

This man was nearly eight feet, a head taller than anyone else, and now he was surrounded by him, and he really stood out from the crowd.

But it's a little stuffy.

"Don't get in the way. ”

I saw that his palm was turned over, and there was no complicated mystery, like a pu fan, slapped on a person's brain. The man was only like a dangong, and he dragged three people in a row to fly and fall.

This effortless slap can be regarded as shocking everyone present.

If there are still people who think that with the combined force of forty people, they can crush it in an instant, and now they just want to hide their heads.

No one could see who was leading the way, and suddenly someone ran away from the pear orchard.

If one of them is timid, he will be joined by the others.

Of course, more than forty people squeezed in in an instant, but they also dispersed in an instant.

So the snowflakes are dashing.

Under the snow, only an empty space remains.

For this person's skill, even he was shocked, dumbfounded, everything that supported his body turned into despair, but he could only hold the wooden box behind his waist helplessly and helplessly.

This person has a unique vision and said lightly.

"And the wounded man went back to his bed. ”

He didn't have time to pull out the ghost thorn behind his waist, and a hand knife fell on the back of his neck. The dizziness began to spread from the brain to the limbs, first the knees bent down, and then the person also slammed to the ground.

The vat and the man continued onward.

Within a few steps, he had come to Xie Wuyi's eyes.

clearly knew that he was invincible, and Xie Wuyi could not retreat.

Towards this person, Xie Wuyi raised his fist.

Xie Wuyi's fist was too fast and too direct.

For a while, even this person couldn't help but punch. Just a thought, but I was afraid of breaking the young man's fist, and when they met, the fist had become a palm, and the fist that was enough to break the bridge of anyone's nose was deflected, and the hand knife was lightly cut into the stiff chest.

Xie Wuyi's expression twisted, every nerve tensed, and he wanted to turn around and go towards this person again, but as soon as his shoulders turned, the person also fell to the ground in a trance.

This person looked at Zhao Zidu, who was motionless, and smiled.

Zhao Zidui looked at this person, and really just wanted to sigh.

Zhao Ziwei said.

"How are you?"

It's humane.

"I've never seen hundreds of taels of gold piled together. ”

So Zhao Zidui laughed, and this person also laughed.

This person said to Mu Yurong on the side.

"Little girl, can you find me a chair?"

Mu Yurong was dumbfounded, she couldn't speak, and it took a long time to react, and she looked at Zhao Zidu, but she looked warm, and then whispered.

"Good. ”

Then the man sat down on the chair he had brought in, and then put down the wine vat he had been holding up, and said.

"The old rich man still has some surplus grain, and you can drink the rest. ”