The wheels are dashing, and the crisp whip explodes out of thin air, adding a little loneliness to this world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Liu Mu in the info carriage snorted, he felt that his spirit was getting worse and worse, and the carriage was covered with a thick quilt and fur by the iron flag, warm and comfortable. He was a little bored, Liangdi was too far away from Xiaomiao Town, and the long journey would not bring any new tricks except loneliness.

Liu Mu sighed, his curled hand couldn't help but touch the three thousand miles not far from him, the snow-white fingers without any redness formed two extreme contrasts with the cold three thousand miles. Saying that he doesn't regret it is false, not just that he is more afraid of the cold. Three thousand miles belonged to his own unique chill, and with Liu Mu's touching fingers, it quickly climbed up his entire arm, making him shiver. A violent cough sounded out of place.

"Young master, do you want to find a place to rest for a while?" Iron Banner, who heard the coughing sound, stopped the carriage and slowly lifted the curtain that covered it, lest it bring up the cold wind outside the carriage.

With a cup of tea, Liu Mu stopped coughing, and the incessant coughing was his entire pale face, flushed with abnormal redness. Raising his hand and waving, after refusing Tieqi's care, he laboriously lifted a small wine jar from the corner beside him and drank it in a big gulp. When the carriage galloped up again, Liu Mu put down the empty wine jar, made a knife with his hands in drunken eyes, and practiced there one by one, and his movements were no different from the little hands raised when the children to be fed were hungry, and they were weak and weak. But his eyes flashed with a wild spirit that was not ready to give in, as if he wanted to compete with this impermanent fate.

No one would think that he could succeed and abolish the cultivation of a body, not what a person is. But he himself understood that he was neither crazy nor stupid, and every wave of his hand was extremely serious, like a stupid child. That loneliness and stubbornness are no different from a lone wolf running for thousands of miles, and the same will bring a lifelong flame in his eyes.

An hour later, Liu Mu stopped what he was doing, he was a little tired. Raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, coughed again, kicked open the empty altar with his foot, and took out a jar of wine, despite the fierce cough and forcibly poured it down, the cough that had reached his throat unceremoniously broke up his neck, supporting the ground and green tendons, and most of the wine poured into his neck due to the unnatural convulsions of his body, and most of his chest was suddenly wet.

The carriage stopped suddenly, thinking that it was Liu Mu, who heard his voice from Tieqi, hid the wine jar behind him, he didn't want to listen to Tieqi's nagging. It's a pity that after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the iron flag appear, Liu Mu opened the thick cloth curtain in curiosity and looked out of the car. The desolation and loneliness in the eyes all tell the cruelty of winter, and the grass and trees are withered and decayed.

The iron banner was hiding on the ground not far in front of him at the moment, along with the stone, not knowing what to do again. A group of more than a dozen people who were forcibly carried by the iron banner were surrounded by Liu Mu's carriage with a nervous expression. The bright scimitar pointed diagonally at the periphery, as if facing a great enemy. After a while, Tie Qi, who walked back, said to Liu Mu, who was puzzled: "Young master, it's a dead man!"

"Dead people?" Liu Mu was not surprised that someone died on the road, for such weather, it was not strange for a beggar to starve to death or freeze to death. He didn't think that an ordinary dead man would make Iron Banner's expression heavy, and make everyone point their blades at each other, as if they were in a military formation.

"Take a look for yourself, it's not normal!" Thinking of the scene he saw earlier, Tie Qi didn't know what words to use to describe it, so he had to say to Liu Mu.

Liu Mu has seen too many faces of dead people, and he is not afraid of Tieqi to take a look, but the face that enters his eyes can no longer be called a face. Hideous and vicious, a pair of eyes bulging out like fish's eyes, angrily denouncing the inhuman torture he had suffered in his life. The limbs were finely shattered, and if they could still be called limbs, they barely had an outline.

The same mysterious pattern, only this time it was depicted on this person's face, and Liu Mu, who had been carefully distinguishing for a long time, found that this pattern was slightly different from the Divine Forbidden Catalogue, and the details were drawn in different directions. Without much suspicion, he knew that it was Bliss again, and he didn't know which messenger it was. Although Liu Mu lost his cultivation, the instinct of the beast was still retained, and after laughing, he said towards the void: "I don't know which messenger of Bliss is coming, Liu Mu is polite!"

With the crisp sound of the dead branches of the surrounding trees, a masked man walked out of the woods in the east, and laughed in a deep voice: "It turned out that the magic sword was in front of him, and the seventh envoy of the Venerable Throne was rude. “

Liu Mu just watched him approach, but he didn't move. He was curious, but what he didn't expect was that not long after he left the cool land, he met the person of Bliss, or the Seventh Messenger. He wondered if this person was coming for himself, and if so, he was afraid that there would be some trouble.

"The body of the magic knife doesn't seem to be so wishy-washy!" The person known as the Netherworld, his uncovered eyes were full of abuse, and he rudely glanced Liu Mu up and down for a long time before saying.

Liu Mu frowned a little displeased, and said loudly: "The labor envoy is worried, and he is very good." “

"Hey...... According to the Netherworld, the prisoner is afraid that you are not up to the task. "When he came, he was just as quick when he retreated, and in the blink of an eye, he was far away more than ten feet away.

Liu Mu's eyes showed a little disgust, he was very disgusted with people of bliss, and the same as trouble, he could always disgust himself. After ordering the iron flag to dispose of the body, Liu Mu returned to the carriage. Hold the copper stove tightly in the palm of your hand to warm your hands that have been abused by the cold wind just now. After a while, there was some warmth, Liu Mu put down the copper furnace, and said to the iron flag that opened the curtain: "Are you sure to kill him?"

Tie Qi was a little ashamed and said: "I'm not completely sure, but he can't hurt you, I want to ......"

Liu Mu smiled and interrupted the chatter of the iron flag, and said: "If I fight to the death, I am not the lamb that is slaughtered by others. “

Tie Qi's face was very heavy, and there was some guilt in it, and he said, "If I had worked more hard that day, the young master would not have fallen to such a point." “

"When did you start to learn to talk more?" Liu Mu reprimanded Tie Qi with a straight face before he said slowly: "This is the path I chose, it has nothing to do with you, and the path I and the stone take is different from yours." “

Hearing Liu Mu say this, Tieqi felt better. During this time, he always blamed himself alone, and when he raised his head again, Liu Mu's cough also came as scheduled, and the heart-rending cough broke his heart. The seven-foot man with the iron banner was stunned with tears, and said gloomily: "The young master doesn't understand the road Tieqi, the iron banner just wants to know where it is?"

"My road is there, it's just a little far......" Liu Mu lost his eyes and muttered!