Ghost Cry and Nangong hurriedly came to Shushan, the snow closed the mountain, the road was very difficult to walk, so that the horse could not walk, the two walked quite difficult, so they were delayed for several days.

When he arrived at Shushan, Elder Zhou personally received him.

"This is Elder Zhou, this is ......" Ghost Cry smiled slightly: "My family's good wife, Elder Zhou calls her Nangong." ”

"I've seen Miss Nangong. ”

"I've seen Elder Zhou. ”

"You have a good wife. Elder Zhou looked at the ghost crying and smiled.

Ghost Cry smiled and nodded, Elder Zhou stretched out his hand and said, "Let's go, talk as we go." ”

"Hmm. ”

The three of them walked along the stretch of path, on both sides of the road, a thick layer of snow accumulated, it seems that even Shushan has not been able to resist the erosion of the north wind, and the three of them spoke, their mouths exhaled white air.

Elder Zhou asked as he walked, "Are you here for Master Lin's nephew?"

"Yes. The ghost cried and replied, "I don't know what happened to Caiwei?"

"She's nice and very talented. With a satisfied smile on his face, Elder Zhou said with emotion: "After all, enter the Dao with a sword!"

"What about her, in the Sword Tower?"

Elder Zhou shook his head slightly, and the ghost cried and frowned: "No, where is that?"

"In the south there is no mountain. ”

"Nan Wushan?" Oni Cry frowned.

Elder Zhou explained: "In the endless mountains, but rest assured, it is not far from Shu Mountain. ”

"What's going on?" Ghost Cry had a faint premonition.

"This autumn, in order to ensure the stability of the rear of our human race, the immortal blood washed the endless mountain, although the vast majority of the demon kings were cleansed, but a few escaped. And when the north wind arrived, the immortals had to return to the outer heavens, but because of the north wind Shushan Array was crumbling, many of them could not be used repeatedly under the north wind, and many treasure talismans failed, and communication was cut off. Therefore, there is an opportunity for the youkai to look at it and start to fight back. A few days ago, a disciple stationed in Nanwushan returned to Shushan covered in blood, and we got news from this that Nanwushan was in an emergency. ”

"That's not what I'm talking about. The ghost cried, his eyes began to breathe fire, he was anxious, and his tone couldn't help but be much louder: "What I asked is that she just joined Shushan, and "Ten Years of Grinding a Sword" has not yet been practiced, why did she go out like this." ”

Elder Zhou said: "She has long practiced "Ten Years of Sharpening a Sword". ”

"Impossible, when?"

"White Dragon Valley. Elder Zhou replied unhurriedly: "Some of the swordsmanship passed on to her by Old Man Wu of White Dragon Valley is similar to "Ten Years of Sharpening a Sword". ”

Ghost Cry was slightly stunned, he recalled carefully, and then suddenly realized that what Elder Zhou said was right. He gritted his teeth: "Even if it is connected, it is not "Ten Years of Sharpening a Sword". ”

"Yes. Elder Zhou nodded: "However, when you practiced "Ten Years of Sharpening a Sword", you didn't shy away from it, right?"

Ghost Cry stayed on the spot, Elder Zhou also stopped, and looked back at Ghost Cry with a little meaning: "You underestimate her too much, she is much smarter than you think, and her understanding is very high." ”

The swordsmanship of the White Dragon Valley is like a key, which completely enlightens Cai Wei.

Ghost Cry's tone became weak: "Even if she learns, she can only look like it!"

Elder Zhou shook his head: "But she has the same set of swordsmanship herself, so she is definitely more than just a look." ”

"So, why was she sent to ......?"

"It wasn't she who was sent. Elder Zhou interrupted the ghost crying: "It's her who asked for her life to go." ”

"Enough. Nangong interrupted the ghost crying who was already flustered but still wanted to speak, and said, "Elder, please tell us how to go to Nan Wushan." ”

......

White snow, red blood.

Under the north wind, all laws withered.

The demonic qi could not leave the body, which directly caused the disciples of Shushan to lose the ability to use most spells, and the same was true for the monsters.

However, the monsters have one more thing than the disciples of Shushan, that is, they are generally much stronger in the flesh.

The Rhino King was silent, half-humanoid, with human hands and feet, and still retained sharp horns and original body shape. Then put on a thick armor and pick up a pair of plate axes, and the whole thing becomes a moving fortress.

The sword of the Shushan disciple could not penetrate the black iron heavy armor on his body ten times that of ordinary armor, and no matter how good the swordsmanship was, he could not use it.

And that pair of millstone-like plate axes, in that huge brute force swing, is the most cruel murder weapon in the world, the elders stationed here have superb swordsmanship, but they are also exhausted after more than 100 rounds of fighting between the two sides, and their arms are cut off by a sword.

Just a lone word, it's not the worst situation, the worst thing is that he is not alone, he is the rhinoceros king, the king of dozens of rhinoceros essences, and at the same time the demon king.

He came this time and brought all the big and small demons, the number of which was hundreds. And the number of Shushan disciples stationed here is only thirty, and after a fierce battle, there are only seventeen left.

Warm fire, banishing the bitter cold.

In the room, the disciples of Shushan were silent.

The elder lay by the fire, his face pale, and he still did not wake up.

The disciples relied on the flames to drive away the cold and melt the ice and snow, and in this cave, without the blowing of the north wind, they were finally able to cast spells, so as to barely resist those monsters.

They wanted to go, and although they were no match for the clumsy rhinoceros spirit, they could still break out of the encirclement with their body skills and swordsmanship. But they couldn't walk, and behind them, there were villagers near a thousand people.

They were equally silent, their eyes looking at the light at the entrance of the cave, with anticipation and fear.

The cave is so large that it is suspected that the mountain has been hollowed out, and this was once the residence of a demon king, once inhabited by thousands of youkai and nearly a thousand people, and it did not seem crowded at all.

However, this does not mean that you are free right in the cave.

The wind and snow and monsters outside turned this cave into a huge prison, imprisoning nearly a thousand people, and the black roof of the cave made them breathless.

The air is getting muddy, the food is dwindling, and the most terrible thing is that the firewood is running out, and once the flames are extinguished, they will face extinction.

The flickering figure at the entrance of the cave touched people's nerves, and the villagers panicked all at once.

The disciples of Shushan drew their swords one after another, and the men among the villagers also walked out, carrying axes, sickles, bows and arrows, and stood behind the disciples of Shushan with hideous faces.

Shortness!

A figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, and suddenly, the disciples of Shushan let out a roar in unison, and the people with hunting bows pulled out their hunting bows at the same time.

Then, everyone's hearts relaxed.

Someone came, it was a woman.

Dressed in white, with a long skirt and a verdant sword hanging from his waist.

She pressed her sword and entered, her eyes under the tattered hat, and the corners and sleeves of her skirt were spotted with blood.

This is not the most important thing, the important thing is that the sword token around her waist proves her identity.

It is a native of Shu Mountain, and it is a reinforcement.

Among the disciples of Shushan, the leader was a heroic man, the man stepped forward and arched his hand, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a big black horse coming in behind the woman, and the word senior sister was immediately stuck in his throat.

On the back of this big horse, there was a huge head tied, the surface of this head was covered with a layer of white frost, and the scar on the face was so familiar.

The king of rhinos, alone and silent!!

The words were stuck in his throat for a long time, and the heroic man finally spoke: "I've seen it...... Senior sister!"

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