There was a poet who recited: Heavy snow presses down on the green pine, the green pine stands straight.
That was in the past. Now the green pine was neither straight nor straight, because the branches were covered with snow and ice spikes. Even the incomparably hard green pine trunk could not bear the weight, creaking and almost breaking at the waist.
The heavy snow continued for several days, day and night, covering the entire Tiandu city.
Before, there were city guards and Tiandu residents who spontaneously came out to sweep the snow, but after sweeping for two days, they found that there was a lot of snow on the road, and there was no place to pile up the snow, so they simply let it go, waiting for the sky to clear it all at once.
Kacha — —
Kacha — —
Li Muyang trudged along the streets of Tiandu in the heavy wind and heavy snow.
There were few pedestrians, and the merchants were closed for the day. The entire Tiandu city was shrouded in this rare snow that had not been seen in decades. Only the old wheat farmers were grinning, knocking on their water pipes and saying the farmer's proverb that has never been out of date: Auspicious snow foretells a fruitful year.
Li Muyang walked alone in the wind and snow, but he did not feel cold. With his current physical fitness, it would not be a problem to throw him into an ice cave and freeze for a day.
On the contrary, the heavy snow gave him a layer of protection, making him feel a long-lost sense of security.
In the snow, there were few pedestrians. There was no need to see people, which also avoided the possibility of someone recognizing him.
Wrapped in snow, all things were silent.
Walking forward, he felt refreshed and refreshed.
Li Muyang had the urge to sing a song in the snow, or look up to the sky and roar for a while.
I am Li Muyang!
I'm back!
Of course, in the end, he dared not turn the impulse into action. If he really did that, there would most likely be countless flying knives and swords that would immediately appear and chop him into minced meat.
At this moment, Li Muyang's thoughts were extremely active.
Thinking of Cui Xiaoxin seeing through him but not saying anything, thinking of Yan Xiangma's righteous concealment, thinking of the safety of his parents, thinking of whether the Lu Family will be able to survive this crisis, thinking of Starry Sky Academy, thinking of the destroyed water illusion — —
Crunch, crunch — —
The sound of wheels rolling over ice and snow came from ahead.
"Chestnuts for sale, sugar roasted chestnuts …"
Shouts came from the snow in front of them.
Li Muyang smiled and thought to himself, how could there be any business selling chestnuts on the street at this time? This person was truly an idiot.
"Chestnuts for sale, freshly baked sugar roasted chestnuts …"
Crunch crunch …
The trolley was actually heading towards him.
"Young Master, would you like to buy a bag of chestnuts? The sugar-roasted chestnuts … "The old woman raised her head and looked at Li Muyang.
"No need." Li Muyang looked at the old woman warily and said.
A master once said that when he roamed Jianghu, Xiaoxin was a woman and a child.
In other words, there were three types of people who were the scariest in Jianghu: Cui Xiaoxin, women, and children.
Li Muyang kept these words in mind.
"These are freshly roasted chestnuts. Are you sure you don't want to buy some? Perhaps there were elderly or children in the family who liked to eat such snacks? If you bring one back, they will definitely be very happy. "
"No need." Li Muyang still refused.
Avoiding the tires of the cart, Li Muyang wanted to leave in another direction.
"Young Master, buy one …" The old woman reached out and pushed. The front of the cart once again blocked Li Muyang's path. "It's snowing heavily and I haven't had a bite of hot food today. There's still a dead person at home who needs money to buy medicine … Young Master, please have pity on me?"
Li Muyang looked at the old woman's hunched back, and the deep ravines on her face that had been polished by the suffering of life. He couldn't bear to see her like this, and cautiously asked: "Your chestnuts are not poisonous, right?"
"Young Master, how could these chestnuts be poisonous? If you don't believe me, I'll eat one for you to see … "As the old woman spoke, she had already reached into the hot frying pan and grabbed a handful of chestnuts.
Then, she raised her hand, and the steaming hot chestnuts flew towards Li Muyang's face like a round concealed weapon.
Li Muyang's feet rotated on the spot, and those chestnuts flew out from where he was standing and attacked behind him.
"Ah …"
A scream came from behind him, and a man in black holding a long knife fell from mid-air to the ground.
Before the voice died away, another ten men in black holding long knives appeared from the eaves on both sides. They raised their long knives high and slashed towards Li Muyang who was in the middle of the street.
From the front and back, there were also more than ten men in black holding knives attacking him, forming a four-sided encirclement.
Li Muyang cursed in his heart. He didn't expect that someone would dare to kill someone on the street. He also didn't expect that they would spend so much money. Perhaps they wanted to leave his life here no matter what?
The old woman reached out her hand and the boiling hot clay pot jumped up. The roasted chestnuts and red-hot iron sand inside flew towards those men in black.
"Ah, my eyes, my eyes …"
"It's scalding me, it's scalding me …"
"They are a group, kill, kill them all …"
* * *
"I've been ambushed." This was Li Muyang's first reaction.
"The old woman selling chestnuts is a master." This was Li Muyang's second reaction.
"She is actually a group with me." This was Li Muyang's third reaction.
Li Muyang's body spun in place, and before he had time to stop, a long sword was already slashing down at his head.
The edge of the blade was blazing red, like a ball of burning flame.
The person who used the knife was a master, and this knife has been infused with a majestic strength.
Li Muyang thought, if I reach out to intercept it, will it expose the fact that I am not a patient?
When he was thinking, he had already accumulated the Qi in his dantian, and then gathered the Qi in his dantian into his right fist, and then punched the long knife.
Art of the Breaking Body!
Breaking Fist!
The wind swept, and the Qi whistled.
With one punch, the gale stopped, and the snow melted.
Everything around him, there was no living thing.
Li Muyang's fist was getting redder and redder, and his fist was getting bigger and bigger.
The initial stage of Breaking Fist was red, and when he practiced to a certain stage, the Breaking Fist would turn white, and then from white to black.
When the fist turned black, it was the color of the starry sky, and he was a master who could shatter the stars.
Of course, the "Breaking Fist Technique" was boasted like this, and Li Muyang could not tell whether it was true or not for the time being. Even the memory of the black dragon did not have this knowledge.
Bang!
The red fist's strength and the long knife's Qi collided fiercely.
Light illuminated the world.
It was as if a small sun had suddenly exploded in front of his eyes.
The long knife broke into two pieces, and a big hole was pierced in the chest of the black-clothed man holding the knife. His body retreated backward and smashed heavily on the stone wall, and the crisp sound of bones breaking was heard.
"Run." The old woman swung the wheelbarrow, and after smashing away a black-clothed man holding a knife, she hurriedly shouted at Li Muyang.
"Kill." The leader of the black-clothed men made a gesture, and two black-clothed men went to kill the old woman.
More black-clothed men holding long knives, surrounded Li Muyang from all directions.
Heavy snow covered the city!
Traceless blood!
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Cui Mansion. Cui Garden.
Cui Xiaoxin followed a servant into the garden, and the servant helped Cui Xiaoxin shake off the snow on her body, and then stood outside to report, saying: "Madam, Miss is here."
"Let her in." A woman's gentle voice came from the room.
The servant helped to open the door, and made an inviting gesture, saying: "Miss, please come in."
Cui Xiaoxin walked into the room alone, and her mother was sitting by a charcoal fire reading a book.
"Mother, are you looking for me?"
Seeing Cui Xiaoxin enter the room, Yuwen Xiu immediately put down the book in her hand, and took her daughter's hand to sit by the fire, saying: "Silly child, on such a cold day, why did you go to a place like West Mountain to enjoy the plum blossoms? Didn't the incident at Thousand Buddha Temple remind you to be more vigilant? "
"Fortunately, Steward Ning is an old member of the family, if it were someone else, I would have broken their legs. How could he let his temper run wild like this? If something were to happen to you, who among them would be able to bear the responsibility? Who can I cry to in the future? "
"Mother, didn't I come back safe and sound? Don't blame Uncle Ning. It was my request, it has nothing to do with him. "Cui Xiaoxin advised.
Yuwen Xiu also knew her daughter's temper, and sighed softly, saying: "You, you have been closer to Xinci since you were young, and your temperament is also very similar to her, but you are more distant from me, your mother … I am a little strict with you, but isn't it for your own good? Which mother doesn't want her daughter to be happy and happy? Don't you think so? "
Cui Xiaoxin was silent. She didn't know how many times her mother had said this. She was already used to it.
Yuwen Xiu was also used to her daughter's sudden silence, and took her hand to sit by the charcoal fire, and said softly: "Are you cold? Come and warm your body. "
"No." Cui Xiaoxin said aloud.
"The wind and snow are so strong, how can it not be cold?" Yuwen Xiu said with a smile. "You child, you want to be strong since you were young, and everyone loves you. You can say whatever you want, do whatever you want, it's all up to you … But you are a girl after all, and parents can't take care of you for a lifetime."
Cui Xiaoxin's face was calm, and she looked at Yuwen Xiu and said: "Mother, what do you want to say, just say it, there is no need to hide it."
Yuwen Xiu glanced at her daughter's calm expression, and finally made up her mind. She gritted her teeth and said: "The old man of the Song family mentioned your marriage with Song Tingyun again, saying that he hopes to see another bright moon rise in his family when he is alive …"
"What did grandpa say?" Cui Xiaoxin asked aloud.
"Your grandpa also agreed. So … "Yuwen Xiu clasped her daughter's thin and pale little hand, and said:" He asked me to tell you. "
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