The gloomy sky was filled with fine snowflakes, slowly piled on the ground, "exhaling" a gust of wind hit the ground, rolling up the snowflakes that had just fallen on the ground, like a tornado, but without the power of a tornado.

The snowflakes were rolled up more than a foot high, and fell again, and it was impossible to tell whether the snow fell from the sky, or from the ground, and fell from the sky.

The wind roared through the mountains with ice, snow and ice, and the wind did not stop, and another gust of wind blew again, and the wind behind was always more violent than the wind in front.

The cold wind raged like a knife on people's naked faces, freezing people's faces like ice cubes, and their lips were purple, although they were wrapped so tightly, they could not resist the attack of strong winds, it was like a sword, trying to pierce people's thick clothes and erode people's bodies.

The trees covered with snow and ice were blown by the wind as if they had stripped off their clothes, leaving only the bare branches swaying in the wind.

The wind did not stop, and after a while the snow fell on the trees and condensed, and the trees flashed with a cold silver light.

Xiong Wei faced the cold wind, he pulled his clothes, trying to cover his neck, but unexpectedly, he didn't pull his clothes up, and a gust of cold wind drilled into his bones through the gap in his clothes, making him shiver.

"Whew," before he could react, another gust of cold wind hit him in the face, making him suddenly feel breathless,

He lowered his head and poked his hands back and forth, took a deep breath, and a cold breath penetrated into his stomach from his nostrils.

He shook his head, shrugged his nose, and said to himself: "It's so cold this day, isn't it even colder in Liaodong, and I don't know what the situation is over there,"

As soon as his voice fell, he also remembered the sound of sneezing behind him, and when he looked back, some of the faces behind him were frozen purple, some people's faces were frozen red, and some people's faces were frozen green, and everyone's bodies were trembling.

Xiong Wei looked at the one hundred and ten brothers who followed him, and saw everyone being frozen like this, his heart suddenly felt distressed, and he shouted: "Everyone trot up, move their muscles and bones, and they won't be cold."

He took the lead and ran down the mountain, saying as he ran: "The mountain road is very slippery, everyone be careful,"

In winter, it always gets dark very early, and because of the bad weather, everyone walked halfway up the mountain, and it was completely dark.

The bears chopped down some branches that could be illuminated, and the people also chopped some, and everyone raised their torches and walked down the mountain, and all the people in the team held torches, and joined in a line, like a team of flying fireflies, and continued to move forward.

Xiong Wei walked and walked, and suddenly saw a few words vaguely written on a stone in front of him, he raised his hand and signaled to stop first.

He took a few steps forward, and there was a huge stone in front of him, he looked at the stone carefully, and secretly sighed in his heart: This stone is so big, it is really rare,

Xiong Wei raised the torch and saw the six big characters of "Wuling Mountain Cool Realm" written on it, its momentum was majestic, magnificent and magnificent, as if a certain immortal used his magic pen to write directly on it,

Xiong Wei took the torch and looked into the distance, only to see that not far away, there was a temple hidden under the night.

Xiong Wei squinted his eyes, glanced at the temple again, and his heart tightened: Presumably that is the Lingwu Temple,

Xiong Wei suddenly remembered the monk who carried the water, the monk's original name was Leng Long, in fact, it didn't matter what Leng Long's name was, but he, like Xiaoyaozi, was also a master in the rivers and lakes, and he was also one of the top ten killers.

"Hehe," he smiled at the corner of his mouth, such a clean place, it is possible that there is also a master hidden, these people don't know what to think, maybe they are tired of the red dust, like in this quiet place, look at the mountains, look at the water, enjoy a free life, more maybe

Xiong Wei thought of this, and his heart "chuckled", maybe it was because the killing was too heavy in the first half of his life, and he wanted to come here in the second half of his life to wash away his sins.

However, the last time I saw him, he always looked at himself with strange eyes, I can't tell why it's weird, I can only vaguely feel that between his eyebrows, there is still a trace of murderous aura that can't be erased, perhaps, it's because I killed too many people before, and I can't completely wash away the evil aura in my heart for a while, what about me,

Xiong Wei looked at his hands, which were also stained with blood, and he let out a long sigh, should I kill all the people I kill, forget it, no matter, I'll go and see first,

He continued to walk forward, the mountain road winded and circled, and the snow fell on the mountain road, accumulating into ice, and "creaking" when stepping on it,

They came to the outside of Lingwu Temple, and the plaque on the door of the temple read: Lingwu Temple, the door is open, and you can see the courtyard inside through the door, the courtyard is empty, and there is no one.

Xiong Wei walked forward slowly, and everyone followed.

Xiong Wei held a torch to shine on the temple, the temple was quiet, Xiong Wei did not advance or retreat, he ordered: "You stay here first, I will go inside first,"

As he spoke, a man walked briskly inside, and the temple was empty, and there was no one in it.

"Huh" suddenly blew a cold wind, his brows tightened, this cold mountain wind mixed with the smell of people, is there any hidden mystery in this temple,

He looked around cautiously, and there was still no one around, could it be that they were gone, and I would better look elsewhere, maybe I would find something,

Just as he wanted to turn around, his brows furrowed slightly, he pricked up his ears, and suddenly heard a voice that was both strange and familiar,

This voice sounded very magnetic, and he said slowly: "Ninety thousand miles, come and go without a trace, the fog spirit is cool, who is coming?"

"Who are you," Xiong Wei was wondering who it was, when he saw Leng Long laugh and flash out, hit Xiong Wei with one palm, and shouted: "Xiong Wei, I've been waiting for you for a long time,"

Xiong Wei saw Leng Long make a palm, his feet quickly rotated back, his steps were light, and his body suddenly moved backwards like a hurricane.

Leng Long's palm slapped past Xiong Wei's arm, he immediately withdrew his palm, turned to look at Xiong Wei,

Xiong Wei also turned to look at him, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a strange way: "Leng Daxia, you are running so fast,"

"Hahaha," Leng Long laughed, walked over to Xiong Wei, and patted Xiong Wei's shoulder, "Xiong Wei, you're not slow,"

The corners of Xiong Wei's mouth turned up slightly, and he exhaled softly, his tone sounded, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and there was always a faint concern in his words, and he didn't know how to say this.

Xiong Wei just wanted to speak, but Leng Long made him think about Xiaoyaozi, and his heart suddenly felt sour, and he didn't know how to answer.

"The injury is not good, it's not serious, but it's good," Leng Long patted him on the shoulder again, this time harder than last time,

Xiong Wei still didn't know what to say, and there was a lukewarm smile at the corner of his mouth, and he finally choked out two words: "It's okay, walking the rivers and lakes, this injury is nothing,"

Leng Long knew that Xiong Wei was seriously injured, so he said this matter lightly, which made Leng Long a little surprised,

He grabbed him on the shoulder, slapped him a few more times, looked around, and said, "That's good, let's go and talk in another place,"

"Coo," Xiong Wei just wanted to leave, only to hear his stomach gurgling, Xiong Wei subconsciously rubbed his stomach, and looked at Leng Long embarrassedly,

"Haha," Leng Long laughed, "The country is people-oriented, and food is the sky, so let's find a place to eat something first,"

"Wait, I'm going to look for the things that came with me, we've been walking all day, and no one has eaten, so they must be hungry too,"

Xiong Wei said to look at the east and the west, and then continued: "This temple is not big, it is not small, so many people want to eat."

"You eat your food, what do you care about others, if you are hungry, others may not be hungry," Leng Long said deliberately,

"No," Xiong replied to him very seriously, "I can't just care about myself, I don't care about others, and besides, they all follow me with all their hearts,"

"Haha," Leng Long pointed at Xiong Wei and said, "Don't worry, I've already asked people to arrange for the people you brought,"

Xiong Wei was stunned when he heard this, looked at Leng Long with wide eyes and a look of complete disbelief, and asked, "Really,"

"Really, I can't lie to you," Leng Long said and pulled Xiong Wei to prepare to move forward,

"I'd better go see the brothers first," he said, taking Leng Long's hand away from his shoulder, turning around and walking back,

"Eh," Leng Long didn't have time to say anything, Xiong Wei left, and he had to follow Xiong Wei,

Lingwu Temple is not big, there is almost no gap for one hundred and ten people to enter the temple, Xiong Wei just saw everyone under the leadership of a few little monks, came to the main hall,

Xiong Wei also came to the side hall, and saw some food on the table, thinking that these people had eaten some food, and the people who were full had found an empty place to lie down.

The corners of Xiong Wei's mouth couldn't help but flash a smile of relief, "Gollum"

Leng Long walked behind Xiong Wei and said, "You see everyone is full and asleep, you are dying of hunger,"

"Haha, how can I be so hungry, I won't die if I'm hungry for a few days," Xiong Wei looked at some food on the table, and wanted to pick it up and eat some, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say it,

"Let's go, let's go outside," Xiong Wei couldn't help but pull up the cold dragon and walked around the side hall to the main hall.

"Xiong Wei, you are not iron-clad, go, eat something and talk," Leng Long said and brought Xiong Wei to the kitchen,

There was nothing to eat in the kitchen, there were some wild vegetables in the pot, Leng Long found a bowl and put some up, Xiong Wei was trying to eat,

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the direction of the main hall of the temple: "Ninety thousand miles, come and go without a trace, the fog spirit is cool and cool, there is no reason to kill, the fat ones make lamp oil, the thin ones lose the bottom of the cave, the white bones accumulate into mountains, and the souls are everywhere,"

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