Snow fell on the edges of Motu, the mountains were all silvery white, the homeless people living in the tribe lived in caves, the winter in Motu was very cold, wild beasts were also infested, and there were fewer hunters.

Most of the people who live here spend every winter in hunger and cold, some starve to death, some freeze to death, and the crows in the mountains and forests will peck at their corpses, which is a rare delicacy for the crows.

This year's winter is missing the chill of the time, this year's Xiaozhu Peak is still green, in the impression of Jing Ye, Xiaozhu Peak is green in all seasons.

There is a temple on Xiaozhu Peak, and there is a little monk in the temple who loves to drink wine and eat meat.

In previous years, the little monks held the precept knife and guarded the mountainside, not letting those homeless people enter the mountain, the monks were very compassionate, but the little monk did not have any mercy, he had a Dharma called Wujie, so there was no taboo.

Jing Ye arrived at the mountainside, but did not see the little monk, the little monk did not guard the mountain road, so this year there are a lot of people in Xiaozhufeng, the mountain road is bustling, but very orderly, Jing Ye is a little surprised.

The bamboo in the mountains seems to have been dug up a lot, leaving a little blank in the greenery, and the wattle leaves are a little unaccustomed, how can this monk deserve it.

The higher you go, the more and more people on the mountain road, but it is still very orderly, and there are many people coming down from the mountain, some with dry food, some carrying rice bags, and their expressions are full of joy.

It's only been a year, how did Mo Tu become like this?

Jing Ye was very puzzled, so he asked passers-by, only to know that there were two fairies from this Xiaozhu Peak, who were very good, beat away the stinky monk, and brought a lot of food, which was being distributed in the temple on the mountain.

What the?!

Jing Ye was even more surprised, someone actually beat the little monk, you must know the little monk's ability, even if he and San Lang are combined, they can't beat it, of course, he doesn't play a big role in this.

The monk was really angry, Jing Ye thought so, but he didn't rush to the mountain.

The reason why he suddenly appeared at Motu Xiaozhu Peak at this moment was because Qilin said that Jing Ye wanted a place in his heart, and Qilin would send him there with a teleportation charm.

Jing Ye didn't think much about it at the time, but he had said a sentence before, it's always good to read more.

So when he arrived at Xiaozhu Peak, there was a little girl who had treated his injuries here, and there were stories and memories about her.

I once remembered, and traveled together, in the old days, talking about two eyebrows.

Jing Ye still clearly remembers that there is a small bamboo forest in the back mountain that is the most dense, and there are hot springs and mountain springs that exude heat, and it is there that she killed people and saved his life.

The first time she killed someone, her little face was flushed, and she was stupid, helpless, and stunned in place.

The pace of the wattle leaves is very fast, over the hill, around the bamboo forest, in front of the bamboo forest, when the wind passes, wave after wave, the bamboo sea is blue.

The bamboo branches are verdant, the tip is growing a touch of new green, in a mist, like a layer of fine yarn, when the wind passes, the bamboo sea rises and falls, like a girl's thin veil is gently pulled up, shy but beautiful.

Next to the short bamboo with a touch of new green, there is a wisp of pearl dew rolling on the tender green bamboo leaves, and there is a bamboo tube waiting below on one side of the leaf, a small jade hand with a slender white is holding the bamboo tube, and the pair of bright and clear eyes are staring at the pearl dew with bright eyes.

The plain white gauze robe, vaguely revealing a graceful and tall figure, slim and elegant, without powder, the beautiful white face, it seems that there is no trace of flaw, the long eyelashes are like a strand of filament on the pair of watery eyes, a pair of willow eyebrows have not been described, but they are indescribable.

There are also long hair like a waterfall on the white gauze clothes, and the white ribbon standing on the waist outlines the charming curves even more, which is a few bells tied to the ankles.

The girl was thirteen or fourteen years old, staring at the bamboo leaves in a daze, not noticing that the drop of dew had fallen into the bamboo tube, and of course she never noticed that on the slope in the distance, there was a young man in rough clothes looking at her blankly, and at this moment, she forgot herself.

There is a murmuring water on the side of the bamboo forest, and there is a spring at the bottom, which is one zhang wide and steaming, and Jing Ye still remembers that the little monk always wore a red trouser and sat in it.

The little monk is still there, but not in the spring, but standing side by side with the scholar, the two of them look very serious, there is a pair of brothers and sisters behind the scholar, the male tiger is on the back of the bear, very tall, the fist is also clenched very tightly, the little girl on the side is holding a bow in her hand, the arrow is on the string, the expression is very solemn.

"Just this little girl, my son can get her with a fan, but how did you do it", the scholar patted the fan in his hand and said helplessly.

"Sins and sins, monks don't speak, this Shi took the initiative to start, but the sprinkler family can't help it, or be careful", the little monk is still young, but he is very old when he speaks.

"De'er, for the sake of you taking in my little lady, I will help you once, but none of the three spiritual stones of the lower three grades can be missing, little lady, what do you say", the scholar said lightly, and turned his head to the little girl behind him with a rippling look.

The little girl glanced at the scholar, raised her bow and arrow, and pointed at the white figure under the bamboo forest.

"Do it!"

The scholar said two words coldly, and immediately jumped out like an arrow, and immediately shouted: "Hey, I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, you little girl wants to occupy the magpie's nest, it is too much to measure yourself."

"Huh, who are you?"

The girl in white was surprised to see a person suddenly jumping out of the mountain, and a monk and a young man jumped out behind the scholar.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the monk and he laughed, his eyebrows and teeth were bright, like a spring breeze, and when the young man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist saw the girl's face, his heart couldn't help but 'plop' and jump, his round face was red, and he couldn't help cheering himself up: Xiao Lin, steady, you must be steady.

"Who should I be? It turned out to be you, a little monk, if you can't beat it, go find a helper, and you're not ashamed?" the girl giggled at the monk.

When the little monk heard this, he was unmoved, put his hands together and said seriously: "Where did the donor speak, if you hadn't seen you and Ye Shi back then...... For the sake of green plums, well, the green sweethearts, the Sprinkle family has already invited the female benefactor to go down the mountain."

The little monk thought of the relationship between Jing Ye and the little girl, and couldn't think of any words to describe it for a while, so he hesitated for a while, racking his brains before thinking of the four words of childhood sweetheart.

This sentence had an immediate effect, as if it was a hungry thought, and the girl in white blushed and scolded angrily: "You, what nonsense are you talking about, little monk, watch and fight."

As the girl in white spoke, a white shadow flashed in her sleeve, and a three-foot-long flying sword suddenly appeared in her hand, and she was about to attack the little monk.

Seeing the formation, the little monk retreated again and again with disobedient steps, shouting: "San Lang, save me!"

"It has something to do with Ye Xiaozi, I still want to take her down to the monk and you as your wife, or look at my Mo Tu Saburo's ability", the scholar said, leaning together, the folding fan in his hand suddenly opened and waved, and in an instant, nine silver needles lined up and shot towards the girl in white.

At the same time, Xiao Lin finally stabilized his Dao heart and persuaded himself, his right fist was raised, the white light on his fist was flooded, and the pace under his feet was as fast as the wind and rushed towards the girl in white with the silver needle.

Seeing that the helpers were all on it, the little monk wiped his bald head, and the golden ring knife shimmered on the left and right, and shouted: "Kill", and suddenly jumped up and slashed towards the girl in white.

Monks, scholars, and Xiao Lin came from three sides to besiege them, and they shot quickly, just to take this girl by surprise, take this girl down in one fell swoop, and then go to the temple on the mountain to see the woman surnamed Mu, and force them to go down the mountain and recapture Xiaozhufeng, this is the plan set before.

It's just that they forgot what the little monk reminded him before, the little girl in front of him seems to be a little more powerful than the woman surnamed Namu, the little monk said, this is his feeling.

Seeing the strong enemy attacking, the woman in white did not mess up at all, pinched a sword trick left and right, shook the wrist of her right hand, and the flying sword took off her hand, like a long rainbow sweeping the nine silver needles one by one.

The scholar was behind, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help shouting: "This girl has reached the third realm, brother-in-law, retreat quickly."

Xiao Lin was stunned at first when he heard this, and as soon as his footsteps stopped, the strength of his fist was reduced by half, but the white figure in front of him was erratic, Xiao Lin only felt a soft power in his chest, but saw the woman in white slapping towards him with a jade hand.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Xiao Lin was hit in the chest, but he couldn't help but retreat again and again.

The monk waved the big knife, the golden mangs were swallowed, and the aura was rippling, how could he not know that this girl had reached the third realm, so he had to do his best.

At the same time, the woman in white flipped her right hand and withdrew the flying sword, and the sword was cold, and she also arrived in front of the monk.

"King Kong Knife, Du!"

The little monk spared no effort, holding the knife in both hands and rushing to the rest of the place in front of him, and swept it hard, and in an instant, the golden light rippled, and the strong energy only swept the ground dusty.

The woman in white was also startled, a little on tiptoe, flew upside down, and narrowly dodged the knife, the woman in white just dodged the knife, the long sword in her hand was back, the aura swayed, and shouted: "Hua" word, the long sword swept away, and suddenly burst out of a sword arc, pointing directly at the monk's head.

The monk's expression was solemn, and there was another knife in the air, the blades and blades met, and there was a 'slightest flutter' sound in the air.

The monk's expression was awe-inspiring, his right foot stomped, raised upward, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and did not drag the mud and water, and there were three knives in a row, one knife covered by one knife, all of which were the key techniques of killing.

These three knives came very quickly, and the woman in white's expression changed slightly, and the flying sword in her hand was horizontal in front of her, rotating around her wrist, but it turned into an erratic sword net to block in front of her.

The blade is boundless, and the net is not broken, but when it falls on the sword net, it only trembles, and it cannot get close at all.

The monk took out desperate means, and the scholar saw it, but he did not rush forward, but wandered around the sidelines, he was waiting for an opportunity, and now this opportunity has come.

"Brother-in-law, you attack from the side, I sneak attack, on!"

As soon as the scholar's words came out, Xiao Lin gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his chest, and hit the girl with his fists vigorously, accompanied by incomparable spiritual power.

As soon as the monk's blade was melted, a pair of iron fists came to her side again, the little girl's face was gloomy, and the jade fingers between her left hand were together, and the cold light on her fingertips turned into a cold light and suddenly hit Xiao Lin.

As soon as this trick came out, the scholar immediately changed color and shouted: "Shushan's Water Pavilion Flying Needle, it turned out to be a disciple of Shushan, no wonder it is so big with one enemy and three enemies, and look at my nine-turn silver needle?"

As he spoke, the scholar had reached the back of the girl, leaning around, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly took off his hand, and in an instant, the tip of the fan, the silver needles were like rain, and they were aimed at the girl's body and shot at the acupoints.

The silver needles were like rain, extremely powerful, and the girl hurriedly swung her sword and reprimanded: "Turn a thousand drops of rain into a point."

The young man in the distance saw it clearly, turning into a thousand drops of rain, and then there was the point sword style, that is, the point rain sword in the seven tricks of the rain sword, only when she reached the third realm elixir realm, she could bring out this swordsmanship, so to speak, she had reached the third realm elixir.

Sure enough, the flying sword in his hand was agile and handsome, swaying freely, and the swords were together, wave after wave, like thousands of raindrops swaying across the air, and the silver needle could not get close to him.

"Dianyu Sword, such outstanding swordsmanship in Shushan has been learned by you, monk, run!" The scholar spoke in a gap, and there was already fear in his heart, and he retreated sharply under his feet.

Of course, the monk was faster, and as soon as the scholar's words came out, the monk had already strode up and jumped back.

On the girl's side, only the tiger's back and bear's waist remained, and Xiao Lin, who gritted his teeth, did not reduce his steps after knocking down three cold needles in a row, and his fists became more and more majestic and rushed straight to the girl's face.

After knocking off the silver needle, the girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly turned around, only to see a tiger-headed young man with sharp eyes, straight towards herself.

Originally relieved, suddenly saw the young man killed, the girl was stunned for a while, hurriedly picked up the sword, and attacked Xiao Lin as soon as her body turned, the swordsmanship swayed freely, flowing like a long rainbow, the sword stopped, and thousands of sword qi only rushed towards Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin's fists were fierce, and the sword qi of the rain sword was even better, like a storm sweeping, and in an instant, the sword marks fell on Xiao Lin.

The animal skin on Xiao Lin's body was torn open seven or eight times in an instant, and blood flowed down his arms.

At this time, the more powerful sword moves of the Dianyu Sword were intertwined horizontally and vertically, and they had arrived in front of Xiao Lin.