Even if there is a light skill in the world that walks on the snow without a trace, it is impossible to walk leisurely like this.

That's against common sense, and it's not something that martial arts can do.

Jian Thirteen was born in the famous Sword Villa, and he knew that even if he penetrated the two veins of Ren Du, hooked up the vitality of heaven and earth, and the internal qi was endless, it would never be possible to do this.

Ling Chongxiao didn't have this ability.

Unless the woman is weightless, or there is something else supernatural.

Xin Shi Niang caught a glimpse of the hesitation in the eyes of this mortal, but she was not surprised, could she still deliberately pretend to be a mortal woman for a few mortals, that really can't be done.

"If you want to stay, you have to go, listen to it. Xin Shi Niang said coldly, I don't know if Xin Shi Niang was too cold, or the weather was already frighteningly cold, Jian Thirteen was shocked for no reason, speechless, and the cold in his heart was rising, I only felt that this beautiful woman like a flower and jade was even more terrifying than any master I had met in my life.

Jian Thirteen took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and unconsciously replied respectfully: "My son-in-law is still outside, I'll go back and report it, can the girl mind?"

"I said mind, don't you go and report it? Hugh is going to procrastinate, go and go back as soon as possible. Xin Shi Niang was very impatient.

"You said there was a girl in the temple who had no trace of her movements?" said the son in the sedan chair.

"Yes, this temple is said to have been abandoned a long time ago, it stands to reason that there should be no one, the woman's origin is mysterious, and we can't enter it, son. Jian Thirteen really couldn't get the details of Xin Shi Niang, and told him with his experience in the rivers and lakes that it was best not to take risks in person, but the young master's heart was arrogant, and if he was persuaded not to go in, it might backfire.

"Sword Fourteen, you say you want to go or not. ”

"The young master wants to go. This time it's four words, and it's still like squeezing out of a stone.

"Good sword fourteen, you are a slave in my family, I really wronged you. But it was the son in the sedan chair who clapped his hands.

Jian Thirteen sighed helplessly, this is a must-go.

Entering the temple, Xin Shi Niang would not wait there.

"There are guests from afar, and they are happy, and the guests can just walk to the backyard. "It's not the female voice before, but an old man.

In the direction of his voice was a path, on which the grass was covered with snow, but it had never been cut off from life, occasionally showing a little green, and it was quite Zen in the moonlight.

After walking this path, Jian Thirteen was in front, only to feel that the front of him was open, an old plum, swaying in the wind, with a little light yellow flowers on it, and the dark fragrance hit people.

The sedan chair stopped outside, the sedan curtain opened, showing the true face of this son, the lips were red without dots, the facial features were handsome, the eyes were like a clear abyss, the eyebrows were a little red sand, and the brilliance was like a luhua.

This is the young master of Mingjian Villa, an outstanding figure of the young generation in the rivers and lakes.

With his identity and appearance, he is enough to be the dream lover of any girl in the world.

According to this kind of life, there are really no regrets, even if it is a prince, it may not be faster than the young master of a family like him, not to mention that he is the only son of the owner of Mingjian Villa.

But Heaven is fair after all.

Because as the sedan curtain was released, he did not come out, but sat in a wheelchair and came out slowly.

He raised his head and said, "Good moon." ”

He lowered his head and said, "Good snow." ”

Finally, his eyes fell on the plum blossom and said, "Good plum." ”

At this time, Xin Shi Niang had already come out, and as far as he could see, he didn't know how to speak.

Xin Shi Niang smiled, Gu Pan Liuhui said: "Why boy, I can't speak, you said three good things in a row, am I not good, neither as good as the moon in this sky, nor as good as the snow on this ground, and even worse than this little Mei'er?"

Speaking of the last sentence, the plum blossom kept shaking, for fear that Xin Shi Niang would be angry at its head, and the grass and trees would give birth to spirituality, one in ten thousand, it could have such spirituality, it was not easy to get, and it was cherished very much.

If it can incarnate into a human form, it is estimated that it will grab the ground with its head and show its loyalty, how can there be any noble character praised by the literati in the face of the cold wind and arrogant bones.

After all, the wind sword and frost sword, how can it be compared to Xin Shi Niang.

When he saw Xin Shi Niang, he actually saw him in a wheelchair, without any different colors, no sympathy and ridicule, and he had a good impression in his heart.

In this way, I only feel that Xin Shi Niang's words are straightforward, and she is by no means comparable to any woman she has met in her life.

Wen Yan said: "It's because the girl is too beautiful, how can the word 'good' be described, but I can't think of other words, I just feel that the so-called flower and moon appearance of the layman have blasphemed the girl." ”

"Childe, don't praise her, otherwise she will have to go to heaven, meet fate, how about coming in and talking?"

"The elders are invited, and the younger generations have no reason to obey. ”

When I entered the room, it was a meditation room, clean and clean.

The old man was neatly dressed, with white hair like silver, and he had a bookish and elegant temperament, which was different from Xin Shi Niang's jump.

The two sword slaves were on the left and right, pushing him to the old man, and Xin Shi Niang was also standing behind the old man.

The old man said: "The old man's surname is Xin, this is my daughter Fourteen Niang, the son walks at night, and he is definitely not a person, I don't know where he came from." ”

"Late-born Ye Liuyun, I have seen Mr. Xin. ”

"It turned out to be the young master of Mingjian Villa, no wonder he has such a bearing and style. ”

Ye Liuyun said in his heart: It is said that there are three kinds of people to be careful when walking the rivers and lakes, the elderly, women, and children, but the father and daughter account for two, and they tell me about my origin, but it is really interesting.

"I didn't expect the name of the late student to be able to enter the ears of the old man, it's really an honor, I took the liberty to ask which senior the old man was, and I didn't recognize Gao Ming for a while. ”

The old man smiled faintly, but did not answer, but raised his glass.

Ye Liuyun is massive, but after a few cups, he became drunk, and then he didn't know what happened at all.

When he woke up, it was already early in the morning, and he returned to the sedan chair.

When he lifted the curtain, Jian Thirteen and Jian Fourteen woke up at the same time, this was already the official road under the mountain, and Guo Yao, the outer Guo of Qingzhou City in front of him, was in sight.

Ye Liuyun groaned, "What happened last night?"

Jian Thirteen said: "It seems that we went into the temple on the mountain yesterday to spend the night, how can we wake up and appear here." ”

Jian Fourteen was silent, because what Jian Thirteen said was what he knew, so there was no need to say more.

Ye Liuyun recalled all the things of yesterday, and sighed slightly: "Sure enough, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, if the father and daughter we met yesterday are not immortals outside the world, they are demons and demons, otherwise why would they tease us silently." ”

"Fortunately, the other party has no bad intentions. ”

"If the demons don't dare to act recklessly in the world, there is no need to doubt this, and enter Qingzhou City and take that thing, so as not to change. Ye Liuyun made a decision, the matter was over, and it was useless to entangle.

ps Thank you Iker Casillas for the 1888 reward, the 300 reward for the lonely drunken sleep, and the sword and the sea, thank you for the tears and rain weaving dance, the peak, the shady, September, I am a red envelope for the recommendation vote of whoever is who, and it has now reached the second place on the signing list, thank you very much for your support.

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