Everyone here seemed to feel a deterrent force and looked at the man. The man was only in his thirties, but his face was as pale as paper. His two sword eyebrows flew into his temples, his eyes were bright and bright.

, tall, white clothes are better than snow, but there are spots on it. When you look closely, there are bloodstains. At this moment, against the backdrop of the wind and snow, it is like plum blossoms with charm.

He seemed to be seriously injured, leaning against the wall, and barely stood still, his ribs were bulging, as if he was holding something. When he looked at it intently, everyone's faces changed and he was shocked.

The little girl was so scared that her face turned pale and she screamed with a 'ah'.

I saw that what was sandwiched under his ribs was nothing, but a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, with a single dress as paper, and a beautiful eyebrows. At this moment, his face was as white as a slight person, his eyebrows were tightly closed, and he didn't move.

It seems like he is dead.

Qingsong and Yue Ning were shocked and looked at each other, just because these two people were not others, Yang Jie and the man in white whom they met in Baidi City before. Thinking of the ghostly man in black, he couldn't help but frown secretly.

Then, then

The man leaned against the door, took a few breaths before slowly calming down, and then glanced at the house. He seemed to have expected so many people to sit in the house, and he was slightly stunned.

There were all masters in the store. For some reason, after being glanced at the man, he felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help but turn his head to avoid this seemingly careless gaze.

The man raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly. His smile was like a silver bottle breaking, and the spring flowers bloomed, looking very handsome and elegant, and even more calm and composed.

Somehow, Qin Pei's face turned red and he lowered his head.

The man had already stepped into the store, as if worried that the child under his ribs would not be able to bear the cold, so he walked straight to a table next to the fire and sat down, and said lightly: "Come and get ten kilograms of wine." Although his voice was

It was very indifferent, not deliberately. For some reason, as soon as he said that, he brought out an inexplicable momentum.

Fanxi just woke up from the shock, agreed repeatedly, and jogged all the way to the inner room and brought the wine.

The man climbed up the wine glass, but refused to drink it. Instead, he put it under Yang Jie's nose and smoked it. Yang Jie thought that he had been angry and was fumigated by the wine, and he woke up immediately.

When I saw the situation in the house, my eyes were startled. When I saw the man, I felt relieved and called out slightly: "Uncle."

The man gently patted Yang Jie's head, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "It's cold, let's go when your body is warm." His smile seemed to be intoxicating with spring breeze, and the wound on his body seemed to be healed in an instant.

Generally, it is unspeakable and free.

Yang Jie suddenly felt refreshed, and said 'um', leaned against the man, and it really caught fire.

Apart from the little girl, everyone in the room sighed in their hearts. Although the man spoke easily, he really wanted to leave, but he was afraid it was not that easy.

Qingsong looked at him, then looked at the ancient sword around his waist, as if he had remembered something, and frowned slightly.

Yue Ning looked at the man's back and felt that his aura was a little special. If it was a lion, it was not as forced as a lion, or if it was a dragon among humans, it was not as swallowing clouds and fog as a dragon.

Just like, like a lonely wolf.

Yue Ning thought about it and had to define it like this.

The man seemed to be indifferent to the injury on his body, so he climbed up his wine glass and started drinking it himself.

The room was quiet immediately, and only the firewood crackled from time to time.

Suddenly, I heard the "Dinglingling" sound suddenly, and it was quite urgent. The first sound came, but the second sound had already arrived outside the door.

Everyone's expressions changed and they took a breath at the same time. Only the sound of "Dinglingling" outside was getting closer and closer, which had surrounded the shop.

Although Fanxi was afraid, he wanted to see who the Beim Mountain Ghost Sect was, who had forced everyone to be in danger, and he couldn't help but take a secret look.

I saw that there were densely packed outside, afraid that there were about a hundred people, everyone was dressed in black, with a wide hat on his head, covering his eyes, making people unable to see his appearance. The edge of the hat was all

It is tied with a string of hexagonal palace bells, and it looks like an evil ghost yaksha. No wonder it is called the Beimangshan Ghost Sect.

Fan Xi felt inexplicably cold, fearing that the evil ghost would be attracted to the soul, so he quickly turned his head.

The people outside the door are obviously well-trained. Although there are many people, there is no noise at all. Only the wind blows through the palace bells, "Dingling"-----"Dinglingling" is sandwiched in the wind.

In the snow, it seems desolate and lonely.

For a moment, everyone in the room couldn't help but feel nervous and couldn't help looking at the man. The man sat there quietly, drinking on his own, feeling quite leisurely.

Although everyone did not recognize this person, they all looked at him at the same time, but when they saw his unconscious attitude as if they were so strong that they were approaching him.

Suddenly, someone outside said lightly: "Where is the person?"

Shen Linfeng seemed to recognize the sound, and the color below changed.

The other man said slowly, "It's inside." His voice was plain and there was nothing surprising, but Huitong, who had been silent, raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone sneer and said, "There are still many people inside, we have picked up a bargain today."

Hearing this sneer, Qingsong's face suddenly changed and her whole body trembled. Even the wine in the glass seemed to feel the ups and downs in his heart, and it shook slightly.

Yue Ning frowned and said, "Which three are here?" Although his cultivation is lower than Qingsong, he is not an ordinary person. At this time, he could already hear that although there are many people outside, the only ones who lead the way.

These three.

Qingsong coughed lightly and said, "The King of Biancheng in the Sixth Palace, the King of Yama in the Five Palaces, and the King of Five Characters in the Four Palaces."

After hearing this, Yue Ning couldn't help but gasp. In addition to the Beim Mountain Ghost Sect occupying the pass, in addition to its sect leader Xu Ming, one of the four great masters in the world, there are still left and right judges, Ten Palaces of Yama, and the commander.

One hundred thousand disciples. Now the third person behind the sect leader and the judges - the Tenth Palace of Hell. And there are three people, it is no wonder that everyone is in danger.

Qing Song was also secretly worried: "The Beimenshan Ghost Sect quietly entered the pass. Where did it come from? A little improper handling would be a huge disaster. You need to get out quickly and tell the great elder."

But the faint voice said again, "Where is this?" Although his tone was light, he had a confident aura. It was King Biancheng of the Sixth Palace. In addition to him and King of the Five Palaces of Yama, the King of the Four Palaces of Five Characters of King of the Four Palaces

Aside from the voices of people, there was no sound at all from the hundreds of people outside, which showed the strictness of the order.

No one answered without any haste, "Jueshen Valley."

Although the voice was neither anxious nor slow, every word, as if after careful consideration, Qingsong raised his eyebrows and said, "The Five Palaces of Hell."

But the King of Five-Secrets in the Four Halls sneered: "Jueshen Valley, now, a group of people in the room are afraid that they will really destroy the gods here."

When everyone heard this, he actually deliberately captured all the people in the house. Although good and evil were incompatible, there would be such a battle sooner or later, he suddenly heard it and his face changed.

Suddenly, he heard a 'cry' sound, as if the snow outside the door suddenly entered the room. Fan Xi was shocked, and he didn't care about the coldness on his body, so he looked up and looked at the door.

I saw that the curtain had been split into pieces, one by one, like a butterfly in the wind, passing by with the wind.

The little girl said "ah" and her face changed, thinking that she was frightened.

When Qin Pei frowned, he felt a heroic spirit in his eyes and said softly: "Don't be afraid of Qingyun, just a clown." Although her voice was not high, for some reason, she said this, but she gave people a resounding sound.

Feel.

Everyone was shocked and looked over at the same time. But when they saw Qin Peiyan smiling and An Zhisu, although she was a woman, she had such a heroic spirit. She couldn't help but admire her secretly.

The little girl's surname is Gu and her name is Qingyun. When she heard Qin Pei say it, she looked a little calm. For some reason, she turned to look at the man.

The man held a cup in his hand, but stopped drinking it at this time. Instead, he quietly looked at the wall of the east head, with a distant eyebrows, as if he had remembered something old.

What's even more rare is that the little boy next to him seems to have no idea what happened outside the door, and was roasting the fire there, with a quiet face.
Chapter completed!