Chapter Twenty-Three: Adventures in Brocade Robes
Chapter 23: Adventures in brocade robes
The wind and snow stirring in the air turned into flying snow fragments, burrowing into Zhao Haochen's ears, nose, and mouth, his face was a little pale, his hands trembled slightly, and his cold palms were still tightly gripping the ropes that were intertwined around his arms. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
After a dull sound, under the cliff, in the snow-capped and flat snow, a large herringbone appeared, which was deeply imprinted into the vast snow.
A slender rope hung on the treetops of a crooked-necked tree, the figure of a woman loomed, wearing a straitjacket, the raging wind and snow were very ruthless, and the knife-like storm that tore the skin was like a thorn, whipping on this delicate body, trembling slightly, like a blooming white lotus, pulling out the silt, not stained with dust, the wind and snow outlined his charming and bewitching figure, two jade rabbits trembled in front of the chest, towering high, and the slender legs made people drool at the sight.
"Wow, ahh
However, Zhao Haochen is healed scar and forgot the pain, just passed the ghost gate, and now he completely forgot the danger just now, and kept nagging his life to be miserable, "Why is my life so bitter? I can still fall from this cliff......"
"Hey, can you let me down first?" Zhuge Wan'er gritted a row of delicate teeth, hung on the tree, and shouted dissatisfiedly at Zhao Haochen, who was sitting on the snow.
"Oh!oh!" As if waking up from a big dream, Zhao Haochen stood up, shook the snowflakes covering his body, hurriedly grabbed the rope, and put Zhuge Wan'er down little by little, "Are you okay?"
A tough and strong black thick hair was pushed on top of his head indiscriminately, his white right hand scratched stupidly, and his honest smile was like a clear blue sky under the sun, which made people feel refreshed.
"It seems that we have to go back!" Zhuge Wan'er sighed helplessly, and the two lonely figures disappeared into the sky.
The ice stones that rumbled down were like thunder falling from the sky for nine days, and smashed into the road without warning, and a large shadow was covered on the heads of the two pedestrians, covering the sky and the sun, and a faint and fearful light flashed in the gray pupils, and raised their heads stiffly in fright, and huge ice stones fell from the sky, their faces were pale and pale, and they lost the color of blood.
As if seeing the most terrible nightmare, the leather whip in his hand whipped the horse fiercely, the dripping blood flew in the heavy snow, the hot blood beads formed ice crystals in an instant, frozen on the whip, the piercing wound did not have the imaginary blood fluttering, bleeding thousands of miles, a cold ice crystal blood mark stuck to the horse, as if sensing the master's urgency, in the neighing and whipping, galloping endlessly.
A bunch of huge and brilliant ice edges, like a blooming demon flower, sharp and hard petals, stabbed straight down from the sky, "boom", fell on the back of the brocade-robed young man, with a piercing cold, the cold hairs on the back rose one by one, stunned, a layer of cold sweat, down the handsome sad face, the frightened pupils were full of fear, just now it seemed to be a nightmare, but it was so real, life and death, the heart was beating uncontrollably.
The long knife that was about to be put on the neck was broken in mid-air, and the ice edge that was bubbling with white gas, like a sharp sword, cut the long knife in two, and fell down to bring the ice stone, and had to chase the horse that was running rapidly, and suddenly stopped, the horse neighed, the two strong and powerful front hooves were raised high, the horse's rope stood upright, and the Heavenly Poison Sect members on horseback were not so lucky, and they were fiercely stuck in the snow one by one.
The two figures stood leisurely on a steep ice rock next to them, indifferently looking at the scene in front of them.
"How's the funeral for you?" The bright smile seemed to melt the snow and ice whistling in the thousands of miles of wasteland, and he greeted sweetly with his clear and charming voice, but the smile on his face carried a kind of playful pride.
The sharp gaze looked straight at the direction where Zhao Haochen was, the man was handsome and handsome, and the woman was gentle and generous.
"Shaoxia missed, I don't dare to be surprised!" The first person clenched his fists and bowed his head slightly, looking quite respectful.
"It's rude, let a few people laugh!" Zhao Haochen's face was full of apologies, smiling, very sincere, frowned, and spread his hands, "Then I'll give a few people a little gift, talk about apologies, and hope that a few heroes don't look weird!"
The young man in the splendid costume of "Shaoxia ......", the robe was covered with scars, he opened his mouth eagerly, a touch of anxiety flashed in his pupils, his sharp eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, his heart pounded, and his face was full of eagerness.
"No!" a few people took the things in their hands and played with them carefully.
A very delicate glass bottle, the pattern of the thorn is lifelike, under the light of the sun, like a dream, the dark liquid and the snow form a sharp contrast, shimmering with a unique light, inside the crystalline thing, the size of a stone, jingling bells, wonderful in an instant.
Looking at it, there was no other wonder, the face of the poisonous beast climbing, revealing a faint displeasure, a wave of anger like a suppressed volcano, waiting for a devastating eruption.
"Don't underestimate this little bottle, this thing is amazing!" The sharp sword eyebrows glared, the two clear eyes were round, and the face was serious, "Pour it on the palm of your hand, and you will see a miracle!"
Several people looked at each other, all of them hesitated, and fixed their hesitant gazes on the leading Heavenly Poison man, ready to make a move at any time.
"Yue Chen, put it in the palm of your hand and see what miracle Shaoxia said?" a gray-robed man next to him bowed down to receive the order.
The brocade-robed young man looked nervously and worriedly, and a cold light flashed in his frightened eyes, which intensified the coldness of the world.
With a loud bang that soared into the sky, several Heavenly Poison Sect members who had already turned over and dismounted seemed to have been slapped fiercely suddenly, and their chests were suffocated for a while, and before they could soothe them, they flew straight upside down, and the rattling ice ridges pierced through their bodies fiercely.
The splatters of blood condensed into ice crystals in mid-air.
"Twenty-first century things are easy to use, this is a pity that I carefully stole it from the laboratory......" Zhao Haochen muttered with reluctance on his face.