Hiding in the snow, the coldness penetrated his soul for a moment, and his whole body began to slowly numb. In order to cover up his hair, Jiang Mu lay down flat. Even so, he still felt his breathing was not smooth, but he had to endure it.

He knew very well that even so, it was almost impossible for him to escape the search. However, even ants were greedy for life, let alone people, in the face of life and death, were like drowning people, who were not willing to miss it as long as they seized a little vitality.

However, what puzzled Jiang Mu was that he didn't know if it was God's favor. Several officials were wandering beside him, and two soldiers even came to scan the snow pile, but they all ignored him and left straight away.

Every second of lying in the snow is like the torment of the eighteen levels of hell. In just one stick of incense, it seems that it has passed as long as a world.

Finally, Jiang Mu crawled out of the snow pile after he finally waited for the pursuit soldiers to run away.

The bitter cold seemed so insignificant in the face of the disaster.

The wet clothes were dripping with water, and the water in the hair seemed to freeze at any time. Jiang Mu leaned against a corner of the wall, gasping for breath, and whispered: "It's God's blessing. If you survive the disaster, you will have good fortune!"

At this moment, a joking voice suddenly came from my ears: "It's not God's blessing, it's the old man's blessing!"

Jiang Mu was frightened and staggered, as if he was on his back. He turned his head in panic and saw an old man wearing a white robe next to him. Although it was at night, he could still see his character as a fairy, as a hidden master, but also as a rich man on earth, looking at Jiang Mu with a smile.

Jiang Mu was already a little frightened, and his highly tense heartstring made him very weak. He swallowed his saliva and asked, "Old sir..."

The old man waved his hand and said, "The old man's surname is Qi. He was entrusted to take a trip to Lin'an City. He happened to hear your bold words. Those who claim to have you can get half of the country, so he became interested and save you!"

Jiang Mu was a little surprised.

The pursuers just now turned a blind eye to him. Could it be the old man's method?

Jiang Mu was not aimless in doubting this way. The scene just now was indeed very strange. He had to suspect that external forces were helping him. Moreover, he also knew that in this world, there were practitioners who were so powerful that they could fly to the sky and escape, move mountains and fill the sea, and take the heads of people thousands of miles away, and thousands of troops were strolling in the courtyard.

This old man may be such an expert.

Jiang Mu hurriedly got up and bowed, "Mr. Jiang Mu, thank you for helping you."

"No, no," Mr. Qi hung the book in his hand around his waist and said slowly: "I have a few questions to ask you. If you can answer it, I can also send you out of the city, let you escape from the sky, and give you a future. However, if you can't answer it, the old man will ignore you!"

Between life and death, opportunities must be seized.

"Sir, please give me advice."

Mr. Qi suddenly raised his head, frowned, took a step forward, waved his hand, and a circle appeared on the ground, saying, "You stand in this circle and wait for me for a while, and I'll go."

Jiang Mu was a little confused.

At this moment, a sound that shook the world suddenly came from the direction of the imperial city in Lin'an City:

"Who can you dare to be arrogant in Lin'an!"

This sound was like the nine heavenly divine thunder running through the heaven and earth, shaking the heaven and earth. At that moment, the night was as if it was cut, and majestic flying swords flew out from the nine heavens, like a meteor shower drawing a beautiful arc in the night sky.

This sword rains like the Milky Way pouring down,

Jiang Mu widened his eyes and was amazed.

Is this what human power calls it?

"hey-hey,"

Mr. Qi smiled slightly and said, "Since he took the title of Sword God, he has been competing with the sword immortal in Western Shu everywhere, and he likes these fancy things."

As he said that, Mr. Qi turned his head and looked at Jiang Mu, and said, "Little guy, this circle is a Confucian prison. You can hide in it to ensure your safety!"

After saying that, Mr. Qi took a light step, as if he had broken through the space, and it disappeared directly in front of him.

Jiang Mu didn't care about so much, and knew that he had met a master today, so he quickly stepped into the prison that Mr. Qi said, and then he raised his head to look at the sword rain that seemed to pour out of the Milky Way.

Just then,

Jiang Mu suddenly discovered that Mr. Qi, who had disappeared, appeared in the sky, with his face shrouded in the darkness, and it was impossible to see clearly. The edge of his body seemed to be covered with a golden light, as if burning. Only the fur coat could be seen slightly, and it was certain.

Mr. Qi stood on the wasteland, but his tall figure seemed to be about to touch the sky.

Mr. Qi blocked straight ahead of the sword rain like a long river, and gently stood in the deep place,

At that moment, the long river pouring over the nine heavens was actually stopped by the elderly man with a light palm, and it remained motionless in an instant.

Mr. Qi's figure retreated slightly and said softly: "The ancients said that it is not polite to come but not come!"

The long river flows backwards, and the sword rain flies back.

The light in the sky shone all the holy and fiery flying swords into countless fine drizzles and fell into the imperial city, and then everything disappeared.

After a while, a man suddenly flew out of the imperial city, stepped on the sky with his hands behind his back, step by step, as if he was walking on a ladder, and stood face to face with Mr. Qi.

The two seemed to be talking.

After a while, the man retreated into the imperial city.

Mr. Qi turned his head and looked at the east gate of Lin'an City, and waved his sleeves and disappeared into the sky.

The sky was still as dark as ink, but in a daze, some tiny snowflakes began to fall, but Jiang Mu was still staring at the sky.

That scene just now broke his worldview,

He really couldn't imagine that human power could be so powerful.

No wonder there is a strong man who can be the barrier of one man, but no one can get rid of ten thousand men.

No wonder someone can do everything he can to the enemy.

It’s all right to call me a fairy god!

"Little guy, it's time to answer my husband's question."

At some point, Mr. Qi appeared in the depths of the alley again and walked slowly over.

Jiang Mu took a deep breath and said with a polite manner: "Please give me advice."

Mr. Qi thought for a while and said, "I don't make things difficult for you. If you really want to ask you some major national affairs, I will seem mean."

"Do you know the Tianfeng Sect?"

Jiang Mu thought for a while and said, "Mr. Qi is talking about the Tianfeng Sect that claimed to be the Nine Heavens Xuannv Descend to Earth, known as the Holy Mother of Chitian, and the Tianfeng Sect that revolted in Muzhou half a month ago?"

"No," Mr. Qi nodded and said, "What do you think about this?"

Jiang Mu was a little confused. He couldn't figure out what Mr. Qi had to do with the Tianfeng Sect, but now his life and death are in the middle of this old man's thoughts.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Mu decided to take a gamble and said, "Nothing else, just kill yourself!"

Mr. Qi said, "Little guy, your opinion is not aimless. Emperor Wei is against the will of the emperor and seeks the throne of the emperor. His origins are not right. During his reign, he acts against the will of the throne and has banned miscellaneous taxes. The people of the world have already suffered a lot. You must know that there was a king of Pengcheng, Jiangdong, who launched an uprising in Jiangdong, and there were many responders from all over the world. Now that the king of Pengcheng has been defeated, there is a shortage of a person who dares to rise up to make decisions for the people. The Tianfeng Sect stands out at this time, which is the right time, place and people!"

Jiang Mu smiled in his heart,

He did not analyze any major events in the world, but in the 21st century, the Internet had such a great impact, and the rebels in ancient times had long been analyzed by countless talents in various industries to the point where every little bit was bright.

Although he couldn't remember much, it was still easy to find a few rebels that were similar to the Tianfeng Sect to be defeated.

"Mr. Qi, the Tianfeng Sect is a sect in the end, and the flaws are too obvious. The first is that the power is scattered, and the second is that it is possible to use doctrine as the first batch of people to win over the church. However, if you want to fight for the world, what you need is the people and the army. It is just a force that believes in God. It is not an army, it can only be used to encircle the people."

"In addition to the sudden attack on the court, it will be a little successful, and when the court reacts, the regular army will be dispatched, the so-called general trend of the Tianfeng Sect is vulnerable!"

"Third, Mr. Qi, what you call the opportunity is precisely the worst time. If the Tianfeng Sect took the opportunity to go out during the Pengcheng King's uprising before, they might have made some achievements. Now, without the Pengcheng King attracting the attention of the court in front, the Tianfeng Sect will be even more vulnerable!"

"The fourth and most important point is that the Tianfeng Sect is essentially a mistake under the guise of the improper throne of the current Wei Emperor. No matter how incorrect the Wei Emperor is, he is also a royal family member who has been passed down for hundreds of years in the Wei Kingdom. If the leader of the Tianfeng Sect is the orphan of the late emperor, it would be a bit of righteousness!"

“…”

Jiang Mu was talking while paying close attention to Mr. Qi's face. If Mr. Qi's face changed slightly, he would immediately change the direction of the wind. Fortunately, Mr. Qi seemed to be really just a test problem.

After hearing Jiang Mu's talk, Mr. Qi asked slowly: "If there was really the orphan of the late emperor, what do you think he should do?"

Jiang Mu smiled,

It seems that he had a good bet, and he had guessed Qin Qingluo's identity before.

The surname Qin is the surname Wei,

Qin Qingluo has helped someone like Mr. Qi and personally assassinated the emperor. It must be because of the deep blood hatred that he would ignore his safety.

In summary, Jiang Mu bets that Qin Qingluo is the orphan of the late emperor.

"Mr. Qi, why don't we go out of the city first!" Jiang Mu tentatively said.

"It's okay to leave the city, you can just answer this question." Mr. Qi said.

"Simple," Jiang Mu smiled and said, "Now the chaos in Wei State has arisen, but it is still very strong in the end. If the orphans of the late emperor want to regain the throne, Xiao Ke will give you nine words!"

"What nine words?" asked Mr. Qi.

"Build high walls, accumulate grain, and be king slowly!"

Mr. Qi's eyes lit up, as if a beam of light was emitted in the night sky.

Looking at Jiang Mu's eyes again, it changed.

Just these nine words have raised Jiang Mu's position in his heart to a very high position.

"Go away, leave the city!"

Mr. Qi slowly stretched out a hand and put it on Jiang Mu's shoulder.

Before Jiang Mu could react, he felt a strong wind coming from his ears, but it was not as biting as he imagined. However, the feeling of weightlessness from his body made him subconsciously close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at a secluded place far away outside Lin'an City.

He breathed a sigh of relief,

I know that I have saved my life for the time being.

Just as he was about to thank Mr. Qi, he suddenly received a signal in his sea of ​​consciousness—

"Complete the plot: Escape the Day."
Chapter completed!