Haoxue is like clothes, and Taihang Shenfeng is covered with ice armor.

Ling Feng is like a sword, and the fairy ghost axe breaks through the sky.

Among the vast mountains and peaks, there are those faint white snow that cannot be melted or melted, just like the love and hatred in the world have no end. Gao Lin is slightly exposed, if the pedestrian is here, the feeling of insignificance is like a drop in the ocean. In the meantime, the road has long been gone, only the scattered footprints guide the lost.

The mountains are in the middle of the horizontal, the old pine-faced guests, and a tea shed is scattered here, concise and comfortable. During the period, the tea guests were three or two, laughing and talking. A thin old man at the west head of the face half took it, carefully picked up the tea bowl, gently blew open the tea cake that had not yet melted the bowl noodles, took a small sip of hot tea, shook his cold legs, and coughed lightly: "Tut-tut, in this Taihang Mountain, the tea of Lao Liang is the most flavorful." ”

The chubby middle-aged man beside the old man couldn't help but slap the table and laughed: "Say something nice, Uncle Quan, I'm afraid you didn't bring any money today, and you want to give Lao Liang's account on credit, right?"

Uncle Quan frowned, and said, "Su You, you little bastard, will pick the old man's thorn in front of others." He stretched out his hand and took out three copper coins, put them on the wooden table, made a loud noise, and squinted his eyes and said, "Oh, look at how many children are here?"

Su You's eyes lit up, he was slightly surprised, and said strangely: "Ouch, I haven't seen you for a few days, where did you get rich?"

Uncle Quan angrily enslaved his mouth and said, "I really haven't seen the world." Two days ago, a lot of Jianghu sects with swords and swords rushed to that place, no, won't the old man's cattle and horses be used?"

When Su You heard this, he seemed to be a little abrupt, and patted his head and said: "Yes, yes, as soon as these five years pass, the mountain will be lively, how can I forget about it!"

But listening to the tea guest on the side, he said: "Come on, what do you remember about this ruined thing, Su You? What does this immortal altar cloth have to do with you, is it possible that you still want to use the dying old mule at home to make money? You, you, maybe as soon as you pull it out, it will scare people away!" Uncle Quan listened to this, grinned, revealing the yellowed old teeth in his mouth, very proud.

Su You's face was a little ugly, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Go, go, go, what do you know? Hey, those martial arts warriors are all very strange, maybe someone will take a fancy to my 'Ah Mao'!"

He said it with a straightforward and serious appearance, which made the other tea customers laugh and laugh, and some even choked on the tea, laughing and coughing at the same time. Su You snorted lightly, buried his head, drank tea by himself, and muttered something quietly.

In the distance, a slender figure fades out.

One person, one umbrella.

The blue and white gauze reflects the unique posture of a woman. The person who came walked slowly and walked forward quietly, just holding a white umbrella on his face, and the breeze blew, bringing up a few strands of green silk from the woman, mixed with several pieces of pure white mountain snow, which was beautiful.

At the end of the snow at the foot of the mountain, a fiery red rose from afar. But it was a red-robed man with a blank face, strolling up the mountain. The two of them are one after the other, just like red and blue fire, flying between pure white.

Although Uncle Quan was an old man, he was the first to see it, and said loudly: "Old Liang, the deal is coming!" Old man Liang raised his eyes to see the two people, and hurriedly picked up the tall copper kettle, put it between the fires, and fanned the fireworks to "sneer".

The woman with the white umbrella slowly walked into the tea shed and sat in the northernmost corner, the white umbrella in her hand was still not put down, which looked a little weird, but she said coldly: "Shopkeeper, how long is the 'Bixian Palace' from here?"

Before the old man Liang spoke, he saw a flash of light in Su You's eyes, got up and stepped forward, and said with a smile: "This girl has found the right one, this Taihang Mountain is the most recognized by me Su You, you might as well ..."

Seeing this, Uncle Quan hurriedly held back a smile, pulled Su You back to his side, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Look, the old man just said you can't do it, right?"

Su You ate the closed door, his face turned dark, and given that the person in front of him was a woman, he had to swallow his breath alone, and opened Uncle Quan's right arm with his backhand, and muttered: "What's the spirit, it's true." She doesn't want it, I don't want to take it yet!"

But look at the old man Liang holding this teacup in his right hand, a rag on his wrist, and a copper kettle in his left hand, he said with a smile: "This is the middle section of Taihang Mountain, and there are not many roads. As he spoke, he wiped the wooden table and poured hot tea for the woman.

The woman with the white umbrella did not respond, only nodded slightly, and a white umbrella was always behind her, making people unable to see her face. She picked up the teacup, and the hot tea in the cup was silent for a while, and there was no more heat, which made everyone stunned.

Before he came back to his senses, the red-robed man had already walked in, sat behind the woman with a white umbrella, and looked at the old man Liang, only to see that his face was stiff, and he couldn't see a trace of expression, as if he was wearing a mask on his face.

Old man Liang turned around and poured him full of tea, and said, "I don't know where this guest officer is going?" The red-robed man didn't answer, but just stretched out his hand, dipped some tea, and wrote two words on the table with his index finger "Bixian".

Uncle Quan glanced sideways and said softly, "It turned out to be a mute." He pushed Su You with his elbow and whispered, "Hey, look at his weird appearance, I advise you not to provoke him." Su You immediately glared at him and said, "An iceberg, a dumb man, whoever is idle cares!" His tone was full of disbelief, and his body did not move, obviously because he was angry and did not want to talk to the 'dumb man'.

Seeing this, Old Man Liang said: "Gongzi is also going to 'Bixian Palace', which happens to be the same road as this girl, you only need to climb the two mountains in front of you to arrive, and it will be a good time." ”

Unexpectedly, when he said this, the "iceberg" suddenly got up, put down the two copper coins, and walked away. The 'dumb' man wrote the word "thank you", and without thinking about it, he raised his glass and drank it. Old man Liang couldn't help but exclaim, and hurriedly said: "Guest officer, this water has just been boiled...", but he saw that the "dumb" drank the boiling tea, without a trace of abnormality, left the tea money, and turned to leave.

When the two of them walked away, there was an explosion in the tea shed, one said that the man and woman were using the Southwest Demon Dao, and the other said that the two of them used a blindfold method, and they didn't drink the tea at all, and so on. Only Uncle Quan looked into the distance, smacked his lips, and said softly: "It seems that there is another good show waiting for the opening of the 'Bixian Palace'..."

The "iceberg" walked slowly all the way, straight to the top of the mountain ahead, and the steps under his feet were light and steady, but he did not step half a footprint in the snow. And the "dumb" was more than ten feet away from her, and walked slowly, as if he intended to follow.

The two of them walked for about an hour, when they suddenly heard a noise in the dense forest ahead. A wide-fronted white tiger came from the forest stepping on the snow, and there were three young girls sitting on it, with colorful clothes and wooden hairpins, silver ornaments and copper bracelets, dressed as aliens, with a shocked face.

The white tiger is fierce but not fierce, and when he is fast, he looks at the "iceberg" as if it is nothing, jumps and disappears in the small snow forest on the right behind the man in red. Compared with ordinary people, there is no one who is not surprised to see such a strange thing in the world. But the white umbrella and the red-clothed duo didn't stop or glance at it, which was even more weird than the white tiger's behavior.

The noise in the depths of the dense forest approached, and I saw more than a dozen people coming out of the forest, and the clothes of the comers were mixed, blue, red, and purple were different, and the bearded beauty had its own merits. The group closed their mouths and hurried away, searching in six ways, and saw a blue-gauze woman in front of them with a white umbrella coming towards them, and immediately greeted them.

A black-faced man rushed out of the crowd, with tiger-eyed and thick eyebrows, and stepped forward and shouted: "The girl in front, have you ever seen three girls riding a white tiger passing by?"

Although the figure of the "iceberg" is petite compared to the black-faced man, his gestures are gentle but strong, light but steady. When he walked to the black-faced man, the man felt a sudden attack of a cold aura, and he couldn't help but tremble.

She didn't move, she didn't lift her head, she didn't speak, she just moved forward, completely ignoring the people in front of her. The black-faced man saw that the "iceberg" didn't care about him, and he was annoyed in his heart, and he was about to have a seizure, but he heard someone behind him already laugh and say: "Muza, you are so yelling like this, the ghosts don't bother to take care of you." ”

Mu Za's face sank, and he cursed a few words in his heart, then looked back at the green-shirted woman in the crowd, and said, "Don't lose face in front of the Yingluo Cave Lord." ”

At this moment, a red-robed man slowly walked in the distance, Mu Za ignored the "iceberg" at the moment, quickly walked in front of the "dumb man", and asked modestly: "This brother, have you ever seen three girls dressed in different races pass by here?" Mu Za's tone was very gentle, thinking that Fang Cai was rude, which made the "iceberg" unwilling to take care of it.

But who knew that the "dumb" didn't even look at Mu Za, and still walked around, as if he was like air. In the distance, everyone saw that Mu Za was so embarrassed, and those who were at odds with him couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the leading woman in green shirt, Yingluo, had a frosty face and was very gloomy.

Mu Za saw that the woman in the green shirt looked unhappy, but he blamed himself for not doing things well, and his cheeks suddenly burned slightly. Looking at the gloating faces of those who were stealing joy, he felt that the anger in his chest was like a torrent, and he said in his heart: "Today, I made a fool of myself in front of the Lord of Yingluo Cave, and if I don't take revenge, how can I bear it!"

I saw that his eyes were slightly murderous, but his face was silent, waiting for the "dumb" to walk by himself, his left palm was submerged in internal strength, and his backhand was to acupoint his back, and "Huhu" slapped a few palms. Mu Za's set of "Red Spider Palm Technique" has been practiced for more than nine years, and there is a scorching power hidden in the palm wind. If it is an ordinary jackal, tiger or leopard, it is also scorched and cracked, damaged tendons and bones, not to mention defenseless people.

The "dumb" didn't seem to be aware of Muza's moves, so he just walked straight forward. Mu Za "Bo" slapped on his body, but it did not shake half a minute, and the hot palm was even more like a mud cow entering the sea, and suddenly turned into nothing, and even the "dumb" had no traces on his body.