In the frosty twelfth lunar month, the sky is filled with snow.
The bare tree branches were covered with a layer of snow. There was deep snow on the ground, a foot or two deep, and it was so white that it was impossible to tell the direction and the road.
In the blurry snowflakes, two dark figures appeared faintly. The short one was strong and vigorous, leading the way alone, and the tall one was slow, following closely behind.
These two people were Zi Yang and Jia Juesheng who left Wu Zheng Town.
The two of them walked continuously in the mountains for nearly four or five days, and finally got out of the forest. It snowed heavily again. In order to prevent sudden avalanches, they had to walk on the mountains and move forward.
Boom~
As soon as the two people left the mountains, the mountains behind them collapsed instantly as the ground shook. A large amount of snow and gravel poured down and piled up at the foot of the mountains.
Zi Yang looked back and said, "Stop looking and leave quickly. I don't know if I can sleep well tonight."
"We don't even have anything to eat. It's snowing now and the mountains are closed. It's a good thing if we don't starve to death. You still want to have a good sleep." Jia Juesheng said slightly angrily.
Zi Yang smiled as usual and said: "As the saying goes, there is no end to the road. This avalanche did not collapse under our feet, which means we are quite lucky."
When he said this, Jia Juesheng felt that it made sense, so he didn't say anything more.
The two of them walked for an unknown amount of time. The snowflakes floating in the air gradually became sparse and stopped.
A burst of smoke drifted towards the face, and Jia Juesheng suddenly became more energetic. He raised his head and looked forward, and saw the light of fire coming from a dilapidated temple.
"It looks like I can really have a good sleep tonight." Ziyang strode towards the ruined temple.
Jia Juesheng quickly caught up with him, grabbed his wrist, and said, "We cannot live in this ruined temple."
"Why?" Ziyang asked puzzled.
"There are many robbers and thieves in the ruined temple, who specialize in killing people and stealing goods, so we can't live there." Jia Juesheng reminded cautiously.
Zi Yang pushed his arm away and said, "This is the only ruined temple within a few miles that you can stay in. You can't sleep in the snow."
"Also, you are afraid of robbers and thieves, but I am not!"
After saying that, he walked towards the ruined temple calmly. Jia Juesheng shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to follow.
Outside the ruined temple, there are three footprints in different directions, entering the temple together.
Obviously, three people stopped to rest in the temple, and the footprints on the snow were clear and undisturbed, which meant that there were at least three people inside.
Judging from the footprints on the snow, the three people in the temple should not know each other.
Crunch!
Ziyang pushed open the dilapidated door, and sure enough, three people were resting in the temple, and three piles of flames illuminated the room as brightly as day.
A sloppy middle-aged man, with shabby clothes and messy long hair. His face seemed to be smeared with black charcoal, and his face could not be seen clearly. Only his eyes were extremely clear.
There is also a woman who is gorgeously dressed in red clothes and trousers. She wears a phoenix crown and a veil covering her face. She has a pair of narrow and thin phoenix eyes. Her light red makeup shows her noble temperament.
The last one is a man in black who is playing with the jade token in his hand. He has a handsome face. Compared with the first two, his clothes are quite satisfactory.
The three people's eyes all turned to Zi Yang and Jia Juesheng.
Zi Yang put his hands on his chest, bent down and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, we are passing by here and will leave after a night's rest."
After hearing this, the three of them looked away, each busy with their own business, and no one paid any attention to them.
Zi Yang first brought Jia Juesheng to sit down next to the slovenly man. He stretched out his hands naturally and warmed himself by the fire. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle, where are you from? You give me a sense of intimacy. Have we met before?" noodle?"
The sloppy man stood up, opened his arms, and said: "Go, go, go. You little brat, don't get close to me. Stay where you can cool off."
"Uncle, I really think we know each other, why don't you think about it again." Ziyang sat by the fire with no intention of getting up and leaving.
The sloppy man pulled out a flaming firewood from the fire, pointed it at the two of them, and said angrily: "Get out of here! If you don't get out, I'll smash your heads."
"Uncle, I'm not warming up for nothing, why don't I give you money?" As he said that, Ziyang took out a few grained stones from his arms and threw them in front of the sloppy man.
It was better not to give money. When he saw the grained stones on the ground, the sloppy man held up the burning firewood and waved it at him. He also shouted: "You little brat, you dare to play tricks on me."
Ziyang raised his body back and lay flat on the ground, avoiding the sloppy man's attack, and the blazing flames streaked across his face.
"I gave you the money, why did you hit me?!" Zi Yang stood up quickly and said angrily.
The sloppy man picked up the patterned stone on the ground and threw it at him. He said angrily: "Take your stone and roll it away for me!"
Later, when he was about to argue with the sloppy man, Jia Juesheng grabbed his arm, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "Forget it, forget it. This man has a bad temper, let's find another place."
Seeing the two of them walking away, the slovenly man lay down around the fire, fearing that the two of them would come back and compete with him for his place.
"No. I've already given him money, why would he hit me?" Zi Yang said with confusion as he put away the pattern stone.
Jia Juesheng explained in a low voice: "The pattern stone in your hand can only be used in Wu Zheng Town. What he wants is the smooth and translucent spiritual source stone, which is the formation source stone used to set up the formation."
Zi Yang groaned and suddenly realized: "No wonder he wanted to hit me just now. According to you, I was really humiliating him with a stone just now."
Jia Juesheng felt deeply helpless, but couldn't say anything more.
Ziyang rubbed his hands and came to the woman in red with a smile. Before he could sit down, he was scolded.
"Stinky beggar, get out of here!"
"Huh?! I'm not a beggar."
"You have a human face, but you are dressed like a beggar. You are not a stinky beggar, what are you?"
"I'll say it again, I'm not a beggar, let alone a stinky beggar!"
During the quarrel between the two, the jade plaque in the hand of the man in black originally had no words, but for some unknown reason, the word "defeat" slowly appeared on it.
The man in black raised his mouth slightly, put away the jade token, rested his head on his arms, and leaned his back against the wall, as if he was watching a good show.
It was okay for Ziyang to be kicked away by the sloppy man. After all, in his eyes, the sloppy man was a madman, and there was no need to be serious about being a madman.
But facing the insult from the woman in red, he couldn't accept it.
What he hates most is this kind of self-proclaimed, superior person who always feels that he is superior to others.
The moment Zi Yang raised his hand, Jia Juesheng forcibly stopped him and said, "Don't provoke such a prominent person, otherwise it will cause unreasonable disaster."
"Hmph!" Zi Yang clenched his fists, glared at the woman in red fiercely, turned around and left.
The woman in red sneered and said sarcastically: "Wimp."
Zi Yang stopped, his clenched fists crackling, and the anger in his heart soared.
After hearing this, Jia Juesheng on the side lowered his arms and stopped to stop him.
"Why don't you go away, you loser? If you don't go away, I'll kill you!" The woman in red insulted her again.
"Go!" Zi Yang raised his foot and kicked up a piece of firewood that was burning red and flew towards the girl in red, but she easily dodged it.
The veil of the woman in red was fluttering, and Ziyang could feel the anger in her heart through the veil.
Seeing this, the man in black hurriedly reminded: "If you want to fight, go out and fight, otherwise this dilapidated temple will be destroyed in your hands."
The two walked out of the temple, and Jia Jue followed them out for fear of an accident. Only the man in black and the slovenly man were calm as usual.
Ziyang stood under a huge snow tree and said with a smile: "Have you seen this tree? If you lose later, I will hang you up here. What do you think?"
The woman in red's long skirt moved slightly, but she didn't pay attention to him.
When she didn't answer, Ziyang tapped his head with his fingers, lowered his head and walked back and forth, as if he was encountering difficulties.
Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the entrance of the temple, and he said with a wicked smile: "Otherwise, hanging at the entrance of this temple is also a good choice."
"That's right! Where do you want me to hang you?" Zi Yang looked at the woman in red with a playful smile, as if he was sure of winning, and didn't take her seriously at all.
It seemed that this battle was over before it even started.
Suddenly, a warm current blew across Zi Yang's cheek, and he felt a burning sensation spreading on his face. This forced him to take a new look at the aloof woman in red.
And at the moment when the warm current drifted by, the woman in red moved, she was seen vertically passing over the snow at a very fast speed, and her delicate palms grabbed Ziyang's neck.
Snapped!
Jia Juesheng covered his eyes with his hands, not daring to look directly at this scene, as if he had predicted the outcome in advance.
When he heard the snap, his heart felt even colder. He was certain that Ziyang's neck had been broken by the woman in red.
It's just because the speed of the woman in red is so terrifying that she doesn't give anyone any time to react.
"Too slow." Ziyang grabbed the white wrist of the woman in red. Her pupils were glowing with silver. If she looked closely, she saw they were exactly the same as Lei Hu's.
"Those silver-white pupils are...impossible. He never used this move at all when he was sparring with me."
At this moment, there was only one result in Jia Juesheng's mind, a truth that he could not imagine but did not dare to think about, that is, Ziyang still had a backup plan in the duel with him.
First of all, this silver-white pupil is one of them.
He wasn't sure how many of Ziyang's methods were useless, but as for the outcome of this battle, it was hard to say who would win.
At first, Jia Juesheng thought that Ziyang would completely defeat the woman in red because the woman in red was only in the third realm.
Although Ziyang was only in the first level, he still recognized Ziyang's strength.
But is this really the case? Not really.
When he saw the strength of the woman in red with his own eyes, he thought that Ziyang would be instantly killed by the woman in red.
However, the results surprised and delighted him.
What surprised him was that the woman in red was extremely powerful and far from the soft persimmon he thought. Fortunately, Ziyang didn't break her neck and successfully blocked her attack.
As for the origin of these silver-white thunder eyes, we have to talk about the thunder from five years ago.
Tempering the body with Heavenly Thunder is only one part of it, but the most critical part of Heavenly Thunder is tempering the Thunder Eyes.
Ziyang lived in the darkness for five years, in exchange for a pair of thunder eyes that could discern opportunities.
