As the night became deeper, the snow stopped for seven minutes. For some reason, the snow stopped at night became darker and quieter, so quiet that the wings of the eagle circling in the sky could be heard.

The snow stopped, but the cold wind was still bitter - "Crackla..." The wind swayed the already dilapidated lanterns outside the ancient temple. This was the only sound within ten miles. Single, dynamic and quiet!

Yan Qing sat quietly on the roof of the carriage. He had already drunk all the wine he brought with him. The wine was given to him by Wei Qun. He thought it was a rough wine, but after taking a sip, he clearly understood that the dartsman drank the good wine from the Zhengzheng Zong!

The wine is good because it is strong and sweet, making the body hot and the heart happy.

"What kind of wine is this?" Yan Qing asked casually a stoogee on duty beside him.

"San Sijiu." The escort replied.

"Oh? Lie is the first thought, and sweet is the second thought? Then there is still a thought?" Yan Qing was very puzzled.

The escort shook his head and said, "I don't know this. If this wine is sold, it will be very pleasing. But Wu's escort just refuses, and we have no right to ask anything. Just drink it and have fun."

Yan Qing pursed his lips and looked at Wuque, who was standing straight at the temple gate. He asked again: "Does this wine have a lot to do with your Wumatiao head?"

The escort looked at Yan Qing, and he looked at it for a while before whispering: "This is not much to do with the escort head. This wine was brewed by his wife alone..."

"Hmm? He actually...haha, I don't believe it if I beat him to death!" Yan Qing couldn't bear it and laughed out loud. He had never laughed so crazy...

The stadiumer felt it was inexplicable, so he stammered and left alone.

"Are you crazy?!" Suddenly a angrily scolding sounded from the carriage.

Yan Qing blinked, but he forgot that there was a beautiful woman in the carriage. This was exactly why he was waiting here. He saved the woman, so he should take care of it, and he should be responsible.

"Have you disturbed?" he asked suddenly with a smile.

"That's not. You woke me up. It was a dream!" the woman said angrily.

"Oh? You are still in the mood to dream when you are captured? Are you not afraid?"

"What are you afraid of if you succeed is the king and the loser is the enemy?" The woman was also strong.

Yan Qing smiled lightly and said, "That means you have been failing all the time and finally became bandits in this mountain forest. It's really interesting..."

After a while, he was silent in the carriage, and then he heard: "I don't care who you are, but I still want to thank you for blocking that knife for me today. I, Leng Yueyan, have always been kind to you!"

Yan Qing sang while drinking fine wine: "Leng as the moonlit night, but she became famous for her spring swallows. You are not a heroic woman, you can't say such grudges."

She disdains: "If you save my life, I will spare your life. If you go against me again, I will definitely kill you at that time without mercy."

Yan Qing shook his head and sighed: "Do you know that no matter how dense the plan is, it will be found. Look at Wuque's eagle eyes, will he not see through all the things you are going to do?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Then keep silent and let it go."

Silence fell into silence like this.

After a while, Yan Qing had already become drunk, and just as he was about to jump out of the carriage, a call came from inside:

"I want to make it easier for Xiao Jie to let me out."

"I'll find you a jar."

"Do you think women are the same as you men..."

Yan Qing sighed softly: "If you want to get out of the carriage, just tell me clearly, I will let you out, I know it's not good to be locked in the carriage."

"snort!"

"Zhe——" Yan Qing opened the carriage door from outside before the 'hum' sound had fallen.

"Come out, don't have any bad thoughts. My sword can cut off your eyelashes!" Yan Qing turned around and put his hands behind his back, leaving only a trace of cold light in the darkness of his eyes.

"Then you are not allowed to peek." Leng Yueyan jumped out of the carriage after a few steps. She took two steps and Yan Qing followed two steps.

"What are you? Do you want to follow women and women? I won't run away." She was a little angry.

"You will definitely run away," Yan Qing didn't mean to joke with him. He slowly closed his eyes and said, "Of course I won't take advantage of you. I will close my eyes and never open them."

"Who knows if you will peek? You have to turn your back!"

"It's up to you." Yan Qing turned his back again.

Just like this, Leng Yueyan walked in front, Yan Qing retreated and followed. The actions of the front and back were both funny and ridiculous. In just a while, Leng Yueyan stopped behind a dead tree. She glanced at Yan Qing slightly: "You are quite honest. I will solve the problem behind the big tree. You can only be in front of the big tree."

"Yeah." Yan Qing leaned quietly in front of the tree.

The cold wind blew, "Wow..." The branches and leaves roared, and occasionally the snow jumped down the branches at a few o'clock. As long as there was wind in the woods, it made people feel that it was snowing all the time, even if the snow outside stopped.

The snow just fell on Yan Qing's nose. He slowly opened his eyes and smiled, everything was expected.

This gust of wind brought a lot of things, and the most special thing was the murderous aura!

"Swish!" A knife stabbed him in the back of his neck!

He even reached out to pinch his hand, and the blade seemed to be embedded between his fingers.

Yan Qing laughed first, then he tried hard with his fingers, and with a "bang!" sound, the dagger was broken. At this time, he slowly turned around and looked at the frightened Leng Yueyan and said, "Do you know, there was a woman who wanted to kill me before. I thought she was the stupidest killer, but I didn't expect you to be even stupider than her."

The killer he mentioned was naturally Yu'er. In fact, they were not stupid. If it were ordinary people, they would have died under their blade. It's a pity that Yan Qing was going to kill when they met. It's a pity that no one could do it yet.

"Are you still convenient? If you are convenient, continue." Yan Qing slowly closed his eyes and leaned against the tree. He never blamed women, never.

After a while, Leng Yueyan's unwilling voice finally came from behind. She bit her lip: "Do you look down on the person who wants to kill you so much?"

Yan Qing nodded without hesitation, and said, "Yes, I can only respect those who can kill me. Those who can't kill me will come and kill them. This is called overestimating one's own ability - but I have a lot of them, so I don't care about others!"

"But I am the one who wants to kill you! It will pose a threat to you, even if it is only a little bit!... Why are you so generous!" Leng Yueyan leaned weakly behind the tree after roaring. She had never met such a person who twisted human nature. How could there be such a person in the world?

Yan Qing is indeed indifferent. If he were ordinary, all stories would be overshadowed.

He sighed and replied: "I don't know, and I don't want to say, you can solve it quickly, otherwise it will make people misunderstand that we are having an affair over time."

Leng Yueyan didn't move, her melancholy eyes twitched in the dark night, glowing crystal. She whispered: "You kill me, I won't go back with you, I won't say anything, I don't know anything."

Yan Qing wiped his chin, and he tapped Leng Yueyan's acupoint with lightning speed, and then carried her towards the carriage.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"No."

"Even if you take me back, it's useless. I will bite my tongue and commit suicide..."

"Broken tongue will only cause pain and faint, and will not die."

"Let me go, you guys, you guys, beasts, you won't die a good death..."

Yan Qing was used to this scolding anyway. Yu'er scolded him much less than Yue Yan, but he still lived a good life? From the first time he killed someone, he knew that the retribution mentioned in this world was all fake.

A woman's scolding woke up the entire convoy, and they all went out of the temple to watch the farce.

"Brother Yan, have you done her?" Wei Qun ran forward, and his boy smiled the most!

Yan Qing smiled lightly and said, "Didn't you hear that he scolded me more than me, he scolded us all."

"Swear, scold me, I like to be scolded by my wife the most. The more ruthless the scolding, the happier I am!"

"By the way! We have no advantages to let her praise you!"

"Take off this female Kou's clothes, don't you think she is still arrogant!"

...

The stadiumers were drunk and they just wanted to have fun on Yue Yan. Anyway, they scolded without any evidence, just laughed at him...

But even though everyone was noisy, Wu Que always had a stern face. Perhaps only he understood why Yue Yan scolded so badly.

Yue Yan's throat was almost hoarse, and she began to look for someone in the crowd weakly. Soon he discovered Wuque, hiding behind the crowd. At this time, she didn't know where she got the strength, and pointed at Wuque and said viciously:

"It's you! Make black money against your conscience! You won't die well! If you die, you will go to the eighteen levels of hell!"

After scolding the most vicious words, she fainted. Yan Qing looked at Wu Que with regret, and he had some questions in his heart:

Will Wuque be as afraid of retribution as himself?

...
Chapter completed!