In less than a hundred miles, the ram leaning on the wind and the warm howling wind were thrown away. Among the three, Murong Chasei's sleeve dance Qingfeng is the fastest, and he has been staring at it tightly, the principle of sleeve dance Qingfeng is to move forward with the elastic force generated by throwing his sleeves and twisting his waist, to put it bluntly, it is jumping, and it is really terrifying to jump, so I have never been able to get rid of her in the first two hundred miles, but no matter how powerful the sleeve dance Qingfeng is, it also needs the support of aura, and after two hundred miles, the level of aura cultivation gradually appears, and the difference between the peak of purple qi and purple qi cannot be made up for by body method. After three hundred miles, the three of them were finally completely shaken off, and at this moment there were still less than eight hundred miles from Jiangling, I didn't dare to slack off at all, I gave up the wind drift after the volley, and frequently landed to accelerate with strength, Murong Chasing the wind and the others knew the destination of my trip, and I wanted to finish the business before they arrived.

The snow was still flying, not only snow but also a cold wind, which was rare in the south, and I was hit by such a bad weather. At this time, the snow on the ground has reached a foot, and the snow in the low-lying places is deeper, which increases the difficulty for me to borrow, the snow also belongs to the water vapor, with the cover of heavy snow, God knows whether the snow is on the ground or a puddle, in order to avoid stepping on the air, you can only choose the towering top of the mountain to borrow strength, to the later stage are a flat land, can only try your luck to bump, but their luck is really bad, several times fell to the ice, a step is a plop, fortunately, they react quickly, can always be at the critical moment to sweep out of the danger into a disaster。 Even so, the clothes below the knees were completely soaked and frozen.

In addition, there is a strong wind, usually when it snows, the north wind blows, but this time it is a south wind, and going against the wind increases the consumption of physical strength and aura, and it is already out of breath in the later stage.

At this moment, I remembered Bai Juyi's 'poor shirt is single, worried about charcoal and wishes for the cold'. I am in this kind of psychology at the moment, although my march is extremely difficult, but I am still happy about it, because the heavy snow will block me at the same time, it will also block Murong Chasing Feng and the others behind me, which buys me precious time, I must try to widen the distance between the two sides, the greater the distance, the more time I have to deal with things after I arrive in Jiangling.

In the early hours of the morning, I finally arrived outside Jiangling City, which was much earlier than I expected, at least Murong Chasing the Wind at this time was two or three hundred miles away, in addition, the weather of heavy winds and snowstorms usually stopped at sunrise, through both considerations, I should have about half an hour to deal with my own affairs.

Jiangling is where Xiao Yi, the king of Xiangdong, is stationed with soldiers and horses, and there are no less than 100,000 soldiers and horses stationed outside the city. However, in this kind of weather, no one will come out to inspect at all, and even the soldiers on the castle tower have shrunk in the watchtower to avoid the wind and keep warm, so I swept past and quickly passed through the city wall and entered Gangneung City.

Winter is the season of cat winter, people who have worked hard for a year will have a good rest in winter, and at the moment it is snowing to close the door, so most people are still asleep at the moment, even if they are awake, they should be holding their mother-in-law and making love, thinking of this scene, my heart sank, what are Xiao Yi and Xu Zhaopei doing now?

No matter how bad the weather is, there are early risers, so soon after entering the city, I find an inn in the city with the door open, and several peddlers leading their horses out of the side door in the wind and snow.

Ling Kongju pondered for a moment, then extended his aura to disperse the frozen snow and ice ballast on his body, and quickly walked into the inn.

"Man, borrow pen and ink. After entering the inn, I went straight to the counter, where there was a pen and ink inkstone for the shopkeeper's bookkeeping.

"The shopkeeper hasn't gotten up yet, and the little one can't be the master. Xiao Er hurriedly stopped me.

"Call it the shopkeeper or not, you look at it. "I took out a gold ingot, slightly larger than my fingernail, from my bosom and threw it to him. Most of the things that King Kong Cannon and I stole from Xu Qi's house yesterday were this kind of gold, which was more than ten times more valuable than silver and easy to carry.

"You can use it. Xiao Er hurriedly took the four treasures of the study on the counter to one of the tables, these people mixed in the market, and they were open to money.

"I'll help you sharpen your ink. Xiao Er graciously picked up the ink stone, "No." "I raised my hand and sent him away. Instead, he picked up the ink stone and grinded it simply, and reached out to pick up the wolf's pen. The commonly visible brushes are divided into wolf hair and sheep hair, wolf hair is harder, and the handwriting is more upright. The sheep is softer, and the characters are more delicate. In addition, wolf hair refers to a weasel, not a wolf as it is commonly called.

"I'll hold the lamp for you. Xiao Er brought the oil lamp not far away. The density of gold is large, and a piece the size of a fingernail is more than three taels, which is the income of ordinary people for two or three years, so Xiao Er is diligent to the limit.

"Take it. I put pen to paper and groaned.

"You see it's not dawn yet, how can you do it without lights?" Xiao Er's face flattered.

"Thanks, you can get busy, don't bother me. I nodded and motioned for Xiao Er to leave the oil lamp, it was late in winter, and it was only dark outside, and the room was still dark, although I didn't need the light, but if I continued to insist on writing in the dark, the strange scene would frighten Xiao Er.

I picked up the pen and pondered for a long time, thinking about how to speak, and finally pressed the paper and shook my wrists, bowed my head and wrote, and wrote down the events as they were, including what happened in this life and the gathering of the two in the next life, as well as the purpose and motivation for coming back this time, I wrote down all of them, and the first half of the letter described in detail some trivial matters that only the two of us knew, so as to prove my identity, and then what happened after I entered the mountain and cultivated.

"Guest officer, outer paper. Seeing that I put down the pen, Xiao Er hurriedly sent the envelope.

I frowned and groaned, and then took up my pen again and added a line to the end of the letter: 'The book contains my breath, and you should keep it safely, and if you are in danger, you can burn it, and I will come to my rescue.' After writing, she shook her head and sighed, she naturally knew my handwriting, and a large number of things that only the two of them knew as evidence, Xu Zhaopei believed that the content of the letter was still very likely, but even if she believed it, what could she do, nothing could be changed.

"Guest, candles. Xiao Er lit the candle like a sycophant and handed it over. In ancient times, letters were usually sealed with wax tears.

Dian Xiaoer's words didn't have any weight at all, but they played a huge role at this moment, because I have been in a dilemma in my heart now, always thinking about whether this letter is necessary to write, Dian Xiaoer's actions are like putting a feather on one end of the balance when the scales are in balance, at this moment, I made up my mind and gave the letter to Xu Zhaopei.

Sealed the envelope, and then took out a small ingots from his arms again and threw it to the shopkeeper, although I despise people like him, but people's subconscious like others to serve themselves, the shopkeeper is like a Shen, although Qianlong saw his tricks, but still treated him well.

I put away the letters, and walked out of the inn quickly, by this time the wind and snow had already lightened a lot, and it had taken me at least half an hour to write the letters, so I went to the palace at once......