The knife is just an ordinary wood knife, without fancy moves, nor with the magnificent momentum of majestic mountains and rivers, but just gently and forcefully chopping like an ordinary farmer chopping wood. And the stout man who had no breath fluctuations on his body had a palpitating temperament, the quiet wood knife, the blazing gaze, and the chest like an arrow of blood, all of which fell in the eyes of the young man, all of which were particularly dazzling.

The wood knife slowly slashed, and the air around him seemed to freeze, and even he felt that the dazzling sunlight seemed to be avoided by the knife, because he clearly felt that there was a break in the air under the blade of the wood knife. Not only did he cut off the air, but he also cut off the sunlight that shone on the earth, and his movements suddenly stopped under the sword, and his body could not move forward for half a minute, but what shocked him even more was that he lost even the ability to retreat. He could only watch as the wood knife slowly slashed down towards his body.

Everything seemed to freeze, the wood knife stopped above the young man's head, and the deep aura of the stout man became more and more intense. The firewood knife did not fall, but it just landed three feet above the young man's head and stopped, as long as the stout man was willing, then the young man at this time would be immediately split in two by the ordinary firewood knife. The young man who walked around from death couldn't help but turn extremely pale, and his back was covered with sweat.

Ling Tianyun looked at the back of the person who was leaving the cloud in a hurry, he felt that the back was very familiar, he thought about it carefully, and then he remembered that that person was the shadow of Zhong Jianhong. Unexpectedly, this person also appeared in Maple Grove Town, but the appearance of this person made him feel a little strange in his heart. The appearance of Yan Longxing and Zhong Jianhong dragged them back, and Zhong Jianhong's shadow attacked the old knife, all these arrangements can be said to be seamless, but they still fell short.

For the terrifying wound on his chest, the old knife was unimpressed, although the true qi in his body could not function, but a unique aura poured out from his body, which made people feel respect. Only the faint firewood knife glows with a simple luster, as if announcing its existence. There was an illusion in everyone's trance, the old knife at this time was not a big hero, he was just a woodcutter, and in a blink of an eye, the stout figure seemed to become incomparably taller, like the towering green mountains blocking the cold wind and rain.

The young man's heart was terrified, he ran wildly all the way, in this tense atmosphere, no one paid attention to this young figure, the young man in ordinary cloth clothes was just an ordinary scenery in this maple forest town. Coming to the dilapidated courtyard, the young man's heart swelled with all kinds of feelings, he pushed open the hidden courtyard door and flashed in, and when his figure fell into the courtyard, a pungent bloody breath permeated the air, making his face change greatly.

A figure in a gorgeous brocade robe walked out of the earthen house, and the face of the brocade-robed boy flashed a grim and hideous color, and behind him stood a little boy who could not stop trembling. An imperceptible sneer appeared on the face of the brocade-robed boy, and his hand was pressed on the boy's shoulder, and the two looked at each other silently, without any conversation, only the awe-inspiring gaze silently intertwined.

In the end, the young man in cloth sat down weakly, and the dejected aura on his body was undisguised. His eyes were reddish, and there was an expression of incomparably hateful hatred on his face, but he didn't make any moves, he just stared blankly at the brocade-robed boy in front of him, and the boy whose face was pale and trembling.

The boy in the brocade robe led the boy slowly towards the courtyard outside the clouds, he only looked contemptuously at the young man in cloth who was sitting in a depressed place, and then his figure disappeared into the sight of the young man in cloth with the boy. Seeing this, the young man in cloth couldn't help but show a sad and indignant expression, he raised his head to the sky and let out a beast roar, and stood up, rushing towards the outside of the courtyard, his eyes swept and saw that the big and small figures were about to turn out of the avenue of Fenglin Town.

The sky was full of fallen leaves, and pieces of blood red were like flames, and a graceful figure in white stood under the maple trees that were falling from the sky. Above the delicate face is a cold temperament, the white shadow is like the ice beauty standing in the flames, under the long eyelashes are the eyes with a cold gaze, the figure is motionless, only the thick leather book thrown on the fallen leaves is making a rustling sound.

A handsome and incomparable figure walked slowly towards the woman in white, and the man's face was filled with a smile like a spring breeze, but the young man in white who was like a spring breeze or a sunny day still did not move the woman like ice. The dancing flames could not melt the ten thousand years of ice, which made the atmosphere a little weird, which made the eyes of the young man with a spring breeze on his face slightly cold, but it was fleeting, and no one knew what the flawless young man in white was thinking in his heart, just like what the girl with an ice face was thinking in her heart.

The winter is cold and steep, not only looking at the end of the world, how can the lonely Fang Jiaying be so tempting, why the figure in his mind always lingers. The soft face, the resolute and firm eyes, the proud body like a sword, and the warm breath, all of these lingered in Dugu Aoxue's heart and rushed straight to her mind. But why did the white-clothed young man in front of her, who looked more outstanding, always appear in her mind from time to time, she felt that she had a good impression of this handsome and chic young man, but why did she have some disgust for the white-clothed young man when the blue-shirted figure flashed in her mind.

She couldn't figure it out, she didn't know what entanglement she had with the young man in white, but she knew her entanglement with the young man in blue shirt. In the barren mountains, the sword broke the red and demon-like Khitan master, and fled with her life, these days of living and dying together have always been engraved in her heart. But in the face of the young man in white in front of her, she still had a sense of guilt in her heart, she completely forgot everything between herself and the young man in white, but she didn't understand why she still had a trace of guilt for him in her heart, she didn't know what she should do.

Although these two figures are close in front of them, they have never intersected, and the fallen leaves flying in the sky seem to be watching all this, the two figures are like a pair of heavenly immortals, but the two only occasionally communicate briefly with their eyes, and then stagger again, only a secret sigh echoes under the leafy maple tree.

Ning Bugui decided to leave, of course, his internal strength had already recovered, but the two White Lotus Sect Holy Envoys didn't seem to be so concerned about it. In the original words of Ning Bugui, it was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, not to mention the two girls, but Ling Tianyun and the others showed shocked expressions after listening to his impassioned words. Because Ning Bugui actually wanted to leave with these two White Lotus Sect holy envoys, and he was willing to be the pawn of these two peerless beauties.

Ling Tianyun threw a cloud with a contemptuous look, and he said that he didn't know any killer king's decision, only a person who had no righteousness. expressed a strong resistance to Ning Bugui, but when his resistance had not yet begun, he was screwed by the two beautiful women in palace skirts one by one, and he was more honest than when he was sealed by internal force.

A man and three women, just like this, would rather not return and leave Fenglin Town with beauty, in his words, the killer of death under the peony flower is also romantic. As for whether the future life of this killer king of the famous killer world will be bitter or sweet, no one knows, and the absence of a killer in the rivers and lakes may also be a blessing in the rivers and lakes, or it may be the loss of the Assassin Alliance. But no matter how you say it, Ling Tianyun and the others thought about it for a long time, and they didn't expect it to be such an ending.

For Ning Bugui's shameless behavior, in addition to expressing disdain, everyone actually had some joy, except for the little mute and the little stammer. These two little hairy children didn't expect that the ordinary villager-like man was actually a master, and he showed them a hand or two from time to time, which made him so happy that he couldn't find the north. However, gathering and scattering are impermanent, there is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, whether it is rather not returning or Ling Tianyun and the others, after all, they have to follow their own journey.

Although the little palace maid was a little reluctant, she left with an expression of reluctance and pity, and Ling Tianyun watched them leave like a stone sculpture. He didn't have any thoughts about the little palace maid between men and women, he just regarded the little palace maid as his sister, in fact, he didn't know what the feelings in his heart were, including the freckles with a shy face.

The following days were very uneventful, and Fenglin Town ushered in several harassments by Khitan cavalry, but they were easily repelled by Fenglin Town. Although this is all expected, it seems to be unexpected by everyone, because there are several harassments that clearly involve the regular Khitan army, but the harassment of the Khitan regular army is obviously not much. Among them, the villagers of Fenglin Town were also injured, but fortunately, the damage was not large, they were all the same skin and flesh injuries, and there was no worry about their lives.

Seeing that the weather was getting colder and colder, the number of harassments by the Khitan cavalry was much less, and Ling Tianyun and the others stayed in Fenglin Town for a month. In addition to the last time there was a large-scale influx of martial arts into Fenglin Town, few martial arts cultivators entered Fenglin Town again in the future, and someone must be controlled in secret, and the game that Zhong Jianhong said did not seem to move, which also made Fenglin Town temporarily calm. The old knife's injury is not a big deal, he is a peerless master, where can the ordinary poisonous juice stump him, after a month of cultivation, the old knife has also healed.

After the beginning of winter, Fenglin Town ushered in the first snow, the snow in the north is not as good as the snow in the south, and the snow in the north is like a bold man drinking, gulping down. A heavy snow fell vividly, without the slightest woman-like twisting and pinching in the south. The snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, as if there were endless goose feathers hidden in the sky, but the snow was hearty and stopped in one day.

The old knife started their journey with the little mute, and the one who stayed in Fenglin Town was replaced by Han Li, and of course, the little stammer. The stout man still carried the unabandonable wood knife in his hand, while the thin young man beside him carried a package on his back, and they stepped on the thick snow towards the west. Until the two figures gradually disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the sight in front of them was obscured by the wild snowflakes, and the heaven and earth returned to the white vastness.

Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng weren't surprised that Tang Qi stayed by Qing Aya's side, and they didn't ask too much about this Yan Longxing's guard. Although they were very curious about Yan Longxing and wanted to know more, they found out from Tang Qi's face that this white-clothed and flawless Yan Longxing was not as simple as they imagined.

Ye Yinfeng, Ling Tianyun, Nangong Xianchen, Qing Aya, and Tang Qi left Fenglin Town, just as they left quietly and silently when they came. Between the white world, I saw the mountain standing majestically, the snowflakes raised condensed the dazzling light, and there was a wisp of condensation under the deep footprints.

There was a pride in the little stammer's chest, and he felt that there should not be much in this world other than the white snow that he did not know. He stood alone at the intersection of Maple Grove Town, and it was not until he watched the five men disappear from his sight that he withdrew his gaze, perhaps in the future, he had a premonition that his fate would be tied to those two amazing and extraordinary teenagers.