C46

Although the spring breeze caressed the ground, the flowers had yet to bloom. The muddy mountain road was covered with thin layers of ice, and it was not easy for people to traverse it, not to mention an old horse that was late in the evening carrying large luggage. Both of them were purchased by Little Raksha as rations, and the two of them who were dressed nicely did not have any good intentions.

His luggage was scattered all over the ground, all saying that this old horse knew his way, so this horse from Qingzhou turned and galloped towards the direction he came from. His face was green from anger, which had been chasing after the horse for a long time, picked up a rock and threw it at the back of the horse, cursing: "F * ck you, don't let me catch you again, otherwise I'll roast you to eat you up in my next life with your surname."

That little Rakshasi clapped Wen Ye's shoulder with his hands behind his back as if he was an "elder" and said: "Don't be angry, just run away. Speaking of being strong and strong, Taoist master, aren't you more capable than this old horse?"

Wenye opened his mouth and spoke imposingly, "Of course, I …" Halfway through his words, he looked at the smiling face of little Raksha and suddenly his entire body shivered. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "..." After walking ten steps and lying on the Dragon Tiger Mountain for half a month, my body has been weakened and I don't have any strength left in my body. "

The smile on the little Rakshasi's face became even wider, but in Wen Ye's opinion, the smile was full of evil intentions: "Look at me, a little girl with such a skinny body, how could I carry such heavy luggage?"

Wen Ye fiercely spat and pointed at little Raksha, scolding, "You shameless damn monster, I don't even know how old you are. You still call yourself a little girl, even if you don't want to feel ashamed, I'll be embarrassed on your behalf …"

Wenye instantly stopped talking, because the little Raksha raised his hand and giggled with a face full of smiles, "Old Man Little Jie, if you keep talking, I'll hit you."

Wen Ye instantly shrunk his neck. This little Rakshasi had set his hand on him, and he knew it very well. Everyone said that people were good at being bullied, so when he picked up his luggage and walked on the mountain path, he didn't feel so bad.

"This young lord is kind, I won't lower myself to the same level as that girl."

This was what the literary industry thought.

After passing through the mountain, the road became flat, and strange rocks were littered all over the place. Under the green mountains, green smoke rose slowly into the air. It was a tavern situated at the side of the road, which was the kind of tavern that the vast earth did not lack. There were horse drivers and merchants everywhere, and some had their eyes on business opportunities while others had their own imitations. Even though this restaurant was small, the money earned every year was no less than that of the restaurants in Chang An City.

Why?

The road was difficult, and the weary travellers saw a place to rest. Who would not eat a good meal and sleep well? Therefore, no one was willing to bargain with these restaurants. There are so many good wines and houses. If you don't live here, those who don't need money will live here. If you can endure the cold and hunger of the night, you can go there.

Of course, those people did not lack money. If it was the civil industry, they would rather go out for a whole night than to spend this money. That person was sitting on the steps of the restaurant with a bowl of rice porridge in his hands. He was smiling as he looked at the busy path in the courtyard. If that wasn't the case, who else could it be? All of the travelling soldiers avoided him as if they had seen a plague god. After all, this small path seemed like a silly path and no one wanted to provoke someone that was' stupid '. At the side, Little Rakshasi was also smiling as he carried a bowl of congee and sat on the steps, looking at the people who were passing by. Strangely, all of the people who had been travelling before him were happy to let her watch them, and some of them even took out a few silvers to buy some good food for Little Rakshasi.

Wen Ye immediately asked unhappily, "We're both in the same position. Why didn't you just give her a bowl of rice porridge?"

The man was also confused and said, "If you were half as pretty as this little girl, I would give it to you too."

Looking at the man's back as he twisted his butt and entered the wine shop, Luosha fiercely spat, then used his hand to stroke the back of Wenye's head, looking like a pacifying dog, "Good day, my silver taels, sooner or later, won't you steal them and buy them to drink?"

When Wen Ye heard this logic, he did not continue to argue.

The snow on the roof of the building turned into raindrops under the illumination of the sun. It was much colder than the snow on a snowy day, but Wenye still stubbornly sat on the stairs. Even though his nose was frozen blue and purple, he didn't raise his butt. At the end, he added, "I will treat."

There were four people surrounding the stove and the rest of them were shouting orders in the hall. All of them had red heads and were still tirelessly pouring wine into their mouths. Even though Wen Ye was a good drinker, the way he drank made him shake his head repeatedly.

Everyone said that one would risk one's life to accompany a beauty, but had heard that one would use his life to accompany a wine?

However, when he thought about it, the literary industry felt relieved. It was already quite impressive for a bird to have turbid wine on its own, how could he expect a beauty like her? The loud and clear wind blew in from the entrance, and someone once again entered the wine shop. The people who were drinking in the surroundings all looked towards the door, and in an instant, their wine orders stopped.

This beauty, just as she said.

She had seen many beautiful women's literatures, and had even seen the valiant women's literature together, but the woman walking slowly had also dazzled him, three thousand strands of white like snow, long hair flowing down his shoulders, he was wearing a jet-black gown, there was a golden belt at his waist, her thumb was gripping a long and narrow iron sword, and on the sword case, seven jade diamonds were engraved. Noble and elegant, but her eyes were filled with ice and snow that would never melt. Su Su Su had such eyes in the past, but that was when she had the urge to kill, and the girl in front of her had been bringing her along ever since she stepped through the door … Killing intent!

That was why she kept pressing her thumb on the hilt of her sword.

Wen Ye's entire body suddenly shivered. He had met this woman before.

In Qingzhou City.

He had thought that she had died in Qingzhou because Wen Ye hadn't seen her since that day. However, he didn't expect her to appear here. From one end of the little Rakshasi's voice, he heard, "This woman is very strange. Stay away from her."

Wen Ye nodded and said, "It was strange that I fell for her from the very beginning. That day when I toasted her, my steps were a bit unstable. If it were a normal person, they would have dodged it, but she only protected the sword, not letting it touch the wine."

Little Raksha thought for a while before asking, "Is there any difference?"

Wen Ye rolled his eyes and stared at the sword with shining eyes and said: "Take a good look at that sword and see if there is anything wrong with it."

Little Raksha raised his head to look at it for a long time before saying, "The sword's blade is transparent, perfectly natural. Those seven jade diamonds should sell for quite a bit of money." Wenye knocked on Little Luosha's chestnut hard. Little Luosha held his head with his hands and was about to flare up, but when he saw the serious expression on Wenye's face, he stopped his baring his fangs and brandished his claws. He asked, "This sword, what's wrong with it?"

Wen Ye whispered: "When I was at Dragon Tiger Mountain, I swept the floor of the Scripture Pavilion and took advantage of the moment when my seniors weren't paying attention to me to flip through a book. To this day, I still remember what was written in the book. He had to drink human blood every day in order to suppress the demonic nature of this sword! According to what that sword theory said, there are three swords and one blade in this world. They are extremely fierce demons with a vicious cathode, and this Blood Qilin Sword is one of them. It is called a demon sword! "

Little Raksha lowered his head and sized it up before saying, "Hearing what you said, I realized that this sword does have some kind of demonic power. It's very weak, as if it was created by the sword sheath."

"This demonic power is probably the legendary Fire Qilin. Rumor has it that thousands of years ago, this sword drank the blood of Qilins, which opened its mind." There was a swordsmaster who had cast a sword from the heavens and a Seven Stars Secret Art to suppress the demonic nature of the sword. And this Sword Crafting Master was the founder of the Heavenly Sword Hall, Martial Ancestor Jian Wu! This sword has been hidden in the Heavenly Sword Hall for a thousand years and was unsheathed once every one hundred and twenty years.

The little Raksha looked at Wen Ye with doubt in his eyes, pointed at his nose and said, "Are you asking me? How would I know? This is a matter of you humans. Those who are here have already said that my mother didn't give birth to me one hundred and twenty years ago. "But, this Fire Qilin you're talking about is a bit interesting. Do you know where it's hiding now?"

The little Luosha rubbed his hands together as a light flashed in his eyes. It was the look of one who was out of fun. Wenye was well aware of this and said in a bad mood, "Dead."

The white-haired woman noticed little Rakshasi who was chasing after Wen Ye. It was unknown whether it was his voice that was too loud or the gaze that was constantly on the Blood Lin Sword, but she turned around and walked towards the furnace step by step. When she met his gaze with her own, Wen Ye couldn't help but shiver.