March 24, heavy rain.

The bone-chilling cold wind swept across Chang'an City, and I heard that whenever the cold wind came, there would be more sad people in the world.

Under the cliff of death.

Beitang Qiuhong opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the sleeping Beitang Feixue beside him, Beitang Feixue is still so beautiful, always so beautiful.

Beitang Qiuhong lowered his head and kissed Beitang Feixue's lips dotingly.

But this kiss made Beitang Qiuhong's body suddenly stunned, because Beitang Qiuhong felt that Beitang Feixue's lips were very cold, as cold as ice.

Beitang Qiuhong probed Beitang Feixue's snort, she was angry like a gossamer, she buried her face in Beitang Feixue's chest again, feeling Beitang Feixue's heartbeat, Beitang Feixue's heart was beating very slowly, very light, as if it would be static at any time.

Beitang Qiuhong shook his head, he couldn't even comb his hair, his clothes, or his shoes, as if he was crazy, and rushed out of the room in a flash.

With a bang, the door had turned to ashes.

Beitang Qiuhong is cold and noble, she is the leader of the Heavenly God Sect, she has never been so out of shape as now.

In the medicine hall, Yebei was sweating profusely to make pills.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the entire medicine hall was in chaos.

Beitang Qiuhong appeared in front of Yebei like a ghost.

"Subordinates see"

"Zhenxin Dan! I want Zhenxin Dan!

"Returning to the sect leader, wait a little longer, the subordinates will definitely be"

"Bang" Beitang Qiuhong waved his hand, and Yebei flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Beitang Qiuhong's body trembled slightly: "Wait, wait, when will you wait, when do you want me to wait?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, Sect Master, my subordinates promise that within three hours, I will definitely refine the Zhenxin Pill!"

Beitang Qiuhong straightened his unkempt long hair, as if he had lost his soul, and walked out of the medicine hall in disappointment.

Outside, the wind is as cold as a knife, the wind is cold, and the rain is even colder!

The March rain was still cold, bitterly cold.

Beitang Qiuhong let the cold rain drench her whole body, and the biting cold made Beitang Qiuhong shiver, but she didn't care at all, as if only in this way could she feel better and calm down.

The icy rain drenched the whole body, as uncomfortable as a knife cut, as if falling into an ice cellar, this rain, so cold that it was suffocating, so cold that it seemed to freeze people's blood.

She had no shoes on, and the cold rain froze her slender white feet red, and the soles of her feet seemed to be numb, as if they were unconscious.

She only wore a thin purple dress, she had always only worn one dress, no matter how cold it was, she only wore one, because she was the top powerhouse of the Ninefold Nine-Layer Supreme Peak Realm, and she had a deep internal force to keep out the cold, but at this moment, she put away her internal strength, and she put herself in this biting cold.

Her body trembled violently, perhaps from the cold, perhaps from sadness.

She is Beitang Qiuhong, she is the cold and noble leader of the Heavenly God Sect, she has 3,000 disciples under her, and she is the top powerhouse in the martial arts.

However, she is just a woman, a fragile woman, a lonely woman.

Over the years, her relatives have left one after another, and now, she only has one relative in Beitang Feixue.

Beitang Qiuhong trembled, returned to the room, returned to the bed, and gently hugged Beitang Feixue into his arms.

"Feixue is not afraid, you will definitely live longer than your sister!"

Chang'an, peach blossom set, Tianxiang Building.

Baili Xingfeng sat on the ground, his back against the wall, his eyes were bloodshot and full of exhaustion, but he still poured a burning knife into his mouth.

To his right were several jars of burning knives that had not yet been opened, and an empty jar of wine.

To his left was a field of wine. Why is there wine on the ground? He vomited in the wind for hundreds of miles! For the first time in his life, he drank wine and vomited. He's always been a good drinker, and although he gets drunk occasionally, he's never been as drunk as he is now!

He poured half of the burnt knife into one gulp, and then his mouth began to vomit again.

On such a cold day, when you burn a knife and drink it, it is like a knife cut, and then it is like a fire, which makes people very uncomfortable, and when you vomit, it is even more uncomfortable, because the wine that you spit out is bitter.

Baili Xingfeng vomited pale, tears flowed, and his mouth kept coughing.

He covered his heart with his left hand, because his heart was very uncomfortable, his heart seemed to be about to withdraw from his body, his heart seemed to be about to die.

He didn't know why his heart was so bad!

He just knew that drinking would make him feel better.

Murong Xian'er sat in the distance, quietly looking at the hundred miles of wind, with a smile on her face, looking at the hundred miles of wind uncomfortable, she seemed to be very happy.

Murong Xian'er hates men, so she likes to kill men, when she sees men sad, Murong Xian'er will be happy, and when she sees men crying, Murong Xian'er will laugh.

Now that the wind is lost for hundreds of miles, Murong Xian'er looks like she is watching a play, laughing while watching.

At the door, three burly men with a height of six feet suddenly entered, with beards and murderous faces, obviously because they were not good.

Murong Xian'er's face changed, and she slowly stood up.

Nighthawk, the ghost is worried, the public loser brothers, and the Benshui brothers also arrived in the lobby and looked at the three of them carefully.

The first burly man walked in front of Baili Xingfeng: "You are the final winner of the battle for Sword Venerable?"

Baili Xingfeng nodded, wanting to speak, but his speech was slurred, and he was already drunk and confused.

The burly man grabbed the wind for a hundred miles, and a trace of disdain flashed at the corner of his mouth: "Sword Venerable Battle! Children's game! It's not worth mentioning!"

After speaking, he raised his fist and punched Baili Xingfeng's chest.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Baili Xingfeng, and then he felt like he was flying.

A sharp pain hit his back, only to hear a loud bang, the wall actually hit a big hole, and the hundred miles of wind were suddenly buried by billowing smoke and dust.

The bodies of the Gongyi brothers and the Benshui brothers shook, and a sonorous sound sounded, and a large canopy of steel needles shot out.

"Dingding, Dingding"

The steel needle pierced the body, but the three burly men seemed to be fine, everyone's pupils shrank, and Hao Ran found that the steel needle had not been pierced.

"Drink!" the three burly men shouted angrily, and the steel needles all over the body actually ejected out, turned into hidden weapons, and reflected at Nighthawk and the others.

Nighthawk and Ghost Seeing Sorrow instantly turned into afterimages and took all the steel needles.

The three burly men smiled coldly: "The Gongyi family, the Benshui family, but that's it!"

Nighthawk smiled darkly: "Then who are you?"

"In the Iron!"

"Tie Mo!"

"Iron City!"

Nighthawk smiled and nodded slightly: "Unexpectedly, the iron-armored three King Kong in the Famous Earthquake Pass will also come to mix in this troubled water!"

Tie Zhong smiled coldly: "Treasure, those who are destined to get it, I had a dream last night, I dreamed that my three brothers are destined people, no, I can't think of it!"

The bodies of the five Ouyang siblings were already bubbling with mist of different colors.

Murong Xian'er's hands had already turned into a multicolored color.

"Ah, the five brothers and sisters of Ouyang of the Five Poisons of the Western Regions!The Hell Fairy, the Heavenly Demon Hand, Murong Xian'er!, are all masters of poison, don't you mind if I come to join in the fun!" A cold voice sounded.

Murong Xian'er's face changed slightly: "Liaodong Poison King Shen Feiyan!"

"It's the little woman!" Shen Feiyan said with a smile.

Murong Xian'er nodded lightly: "You also came for the Seal Dragon Treasure Box!"

Shen Feiyan pursed his lips and chuckled: "Who is not here for the Seal Dragon Treasure Box!"

Murong Xian'er smiled lightly: "Do you think you can do it?"

Shen Feiyan smiled: "Okay, I won't know until I have a trick!"

Murong Xian'er, Shen Feiyan, and Ouyang's five siblings instantly turned into afterimages and swept outside.

Nighthawk faced Tie Mo, and Ghost saw sorrow against Iron City.

Tie Zhong had a hideous face, and walked towards the Gongyi brothers and the Benshui brothers step by step.

The male loser brother and the Benshui brother shot another puff of steel needles out.

The steel needle pierced Tiezhong's body, but he couldn't pierce it, Tiezhong snorted coldly, shook the steel needle away, and smiled coldly at Brother Gongyi and Brother Benshui: "Hidden weapons, tricks, it's a mess!"

Suddenly, a chilling murderous aura instantly filled the entire Tianxiang Building, and from the ruins, a figure shot out, rushing into the iron like a sharp arrow, his eyes were scarlet, and he held a giant sword, with an indomitable momentum, and swung a dazzling sword.

Tie Zhong bowed down and tied his horse, his breath closed the divine court, and suddenly a stream of golden light overflowed from his body.

The sword was fast, so fast that it left an afterimage.

The brilliant sword light slashed out and collided with the chest in the iron!

"Poof!"

There was a loud clash of metal, and then, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the iron, and he bowed his head slightly. I saw that my chest had been broken open by a sword.

He glanced at Tie Zhong coldly, and sneered: "The three iron armor kings, the three wastes, the Shaolin iron cloth shirt, it's a mess! The three of you have long been expelled from Shaolin, and now that you have fallen to this, what kind of face do you have to use Shaolin's martial arts?"

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

Tie Cheng and Tie Mo let out an exclamation, followed by endless anger, and they fought hard to shake the Nighthawk and Oni Jian Sorrow back, and then opened their teeth and claws and rushed towards the wind for a hundred miles.

Baili Xingfeng's crimson eyes released a cold murderous aura, and with a flick of his right hand, a brilliant sword light flashed away.

Tie Mo and Tie Cheng fell to the ground in an instant.

Nighthawk was stunned, the ghost was stunned, the public loss brothers and the running water brothers were also stunned, the ironclad three King Kong were famous in the rivers and lakes, and the powerful side was not an idle person, who knew that the two swords of a hundred miles of wind would solve the three people.

Nighthawk found himself unable to control the Wind of the Hundred Miles, or rather, he had never been able to control the Wind of the Hundred Miles.

Ghost Seeing Sorrow felt inexplicable pressure from Baili Xingfeng's body, Baili Xingfeng stood there, murderous, his eyes were scarlet, like a demon god, at this moment, Ghost Seeing Sorrow seemed to feel that Baili Xingfeng was the person who would worry even when he saw a ghost.

The five Ouyang siblings and Murong Xian'er had returned.

"What about Shen Feiyan?" asked Nighthawk.

Murong Xian'er shook her head: "Ran away!"

Nighthawk frowned slightly, but didn't speak.

Nighthawk said, "Let's change places and go to Yunxian Residence." ”

Baili Xingfeng put away Juque: "I drank a little too much, I want to rest for a day or two, and I will find you later!"

Nighthawk nodded.

So everyone packed up and saluted and left one after another.

After the entire Tianxianglou experienced a big battle, it instantly became deserted, and Baili Xingfeng suddenly frowned, spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, and then slowly withered to the ground.

He wasn't hit by iron, and the punch that Tie Zhong hit when he entered the door just now had already injured him.

Shaking his body slightly, Baili Xingfeng returned to the corner, opened a jar of burning knives, and continued to pour it in large gulps.