The door of the Yunlai Inn opened.

Not blown away by the wind, but pushed away.

A biting cold wind poured in, and there were large snowflakes mixed in.

Everyone felt a chill coming, the cold hairs on their bodies stood up, and the cold in their hearts was even more pressing.

They had never felt that a day was as cold as today, and they had once stood in the icy wilderness, dripping into ice, but it was not as cold as it is today.

There is still firewood burning in the inn, the flame is very strong, the wind helps the fire, and the fire in the Yunlai Inn is even bigger.

The crowd felt even colder, and the chill seemed to come from themselves, rising from the tail vertebrae to the skull.

It's this kind of cold that kills people the most.

Nie Erniang no longer drinks, her hand holding the wine jar is shaking, and she has long lost the mind to drink.

When a person loses his mind about something, there is basically no possibility of continuing the matter.

Nie Yunxing also forgot about the pain, and he stared blankly at the door, as if he wanted to know who was bringing such a cold breath.

Bai Gap's face finally changed, and he was a little shocked, his brows were tightly locked, and the folding fan in his hand had unconsciously unfolded.

Nie Yuan's face was more solemn, and he looked at the place where he looked at the door, and there was a sense of jealousy, this breath ...... It's dangerous.

The inn suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

The cold spreads in everyone's heart.

It turns out that cold is also contagious.

Everyone's eyes converged on the door, as if a great man had come to the Yunlai Inn, and they were paying attention.

A man walked in.

This is a very strange person.

His whole body was full of strangeness.

He wore a hideous demon mask on his face, which just covered her entire face, leaving only a mouth and two eyes.

His eyes were clear and delicate, deep and mysterious, like the sea had a peculiar charm that seemed to suck people into it, and his eyelashes were long, like a woman's, black and thick.

His lips are thin, but rosy, with a beautiful line and full flaps.

His thin lips, the corners of which were always upturned, looked a little cold.

The moment he entered, it was as if the wind and snow outside had been blocked by him, but everyone felt even colder.

It turned out that the chill was coming from him.

His clothes were thick, more than most of the people in the room, and he seemed to be afraid of the cold.

Most people who are afraid of the cold crave warmth, but he seems to be the opposite.

He sat closest to the door, and though it was closed, a cold wind poured in through the cracks and blew on him.

Since the Yunlai Inn appeared on the desert three years ago, this gate has been like this, whether it is bad or not, it may be blown by the wind at any time.

He was holding a sword.

A sword of a strange shape, with a black scabbard and a black hilt.

He was drinking tea, one hand and fennel beans in the other.

Tea and fennel beans are provided free of charge, and at the Yunlai Inn, only food and wine are charged.

He can only use one hand.

Because he had a sword in his left hand.

The black sword, the dark clothes, the dark eyes, the dark mask, the black shiny.

He just sat in his place, quietly drinking tea and eating fennel beans, he didn't look at anyone, he just immersed himself in his own world.

It was as if he was the only one in the world.

There was a hint of curiosity in Nie Erniang's eyes.

It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting person.

Wrong, it should be that she hasn't been so curious about a man for a long time.

Curiosity is often a precursor to downfall.

The inn has returned to its former liveliness, Meilan Zhuju is already dancing on the stage, everyone is applauding, no one cares about the episode just now, except for Nie Erniang.

Except for her, everyone else seemed to take this strange person as air.

There are too many strange people in this world, and naturally not every one of them is worthy of people's attention.

But at this time, there was only one strange person in the Yunlai Inn.

Nie Erniang came over with a jar of burning knives, and her face was as cold as ever.

But compared to before, she is much more enthusiastic.

Walking through the long passage, Nie Erniang came to the masked man all the way, and sat down directly without asking his opinion.

He handed over the wine jar in his hand and said, "Can you drink?"

Few innkeepers are so close to a guest unless they are good friends.

Nie Erniang and this masked man didn't know each other, and the two of them only met for the first time.

But that didn't stop her from inviting him for a drink.

Wine is a good thing, it can narrow the distance between people, and three glasses into the stomach can become a good friend who has nothing to say.

This strange person stopped what he was doing and looked up at Nie Erniang, Gujing Wubo's face finally changed a little.

There are very few things in this world that can move him, and even fewer people can move him.

Nie Erniang counts as one.

His eyes blinked, and although Nie Erniang couldn't see his expression behind the mask, she could know that he was smiling.

The corners of his mouth had already drawn a strange arc, which happened to be the trace of a smile.

He took the wine handed over by Nie Erniang, held the wine jar in his right hand and poured it directly into his mouth, and every time the Adam's apple rolled, a large sip of wine entered his stomach.

He's a good drinker.

It was the first time that Nie Erniang had seen such a drinker.

After a few breaths, the jar was empty.

He licked his lips unsatisfactorily, and there was a smile in his eyes.

When he smiled, strength turned into gentleness, and coldness turned into sympathy, like a warm spring breeze blowing across the earth, and everything revived.

His lips moved, and a sound as clear as a spring came from his mouth.

"Anything else?"

The curiosity in Nie Erniang's eyes was even stronger, and there was a peculiar charm on this man's body, which fascinated people, especially women.

......

Bai Gap and Nie Yuan have already fought each other.

He's a big thief, yes, but he's not a good-natured person, and he doesn't like to give away what he already has, especially to people he doesn't like.

The point is that this man is not yet his opponent.

Nie Yuan is very strong, yes, but he doesn't think that he is far worse than Nie Yuan, both in the Ming Realm realm, the gap in a small realm is not as big as people think.

Although Nie Yuan has been famous for a long time, his one-handed folding of flowers and breaking waves is even more fascinating.

But his martial arts only reached the Ming Realm, barely reaching the border army guard, and he was not a master of the Dark Realm.

Since he didn't enter the dark realm, he might not have been able to get him, and he had finally reached the realm of a reckless hero.

The people in the rivers and lakes practice internal strength, luck dantian, open up the meridians, and take the title of Wuding.

There are three realms of martial arts practice, the bright realm, the dark realm, and the transformation realm.

Each major realm is divided into many small realms in detail, and the names of the small realms are replaced by titles.

First is an ordinary man, and then a martial artist, a hero in the green forest, a reckless hero, and a border guard.

Only above the border army can be called a real master.

Masters of the Dark Realm enjoy a high status in the rivers and lakes and can become the mainstay of first-class sects.

As for the Transformation Realm Grandmaster, he is already a first-class sect, and he is basically in the position of Taishan Beidou in the rivers and lakes, which is generally difficult for ordinary people to see.

As for the transformation realm, it has not appeared on the rivers and lakes for a long time, and it may have become a legend a long time ago.