The cold wind is like a knife, and the angry snow is as cold as a knife.
For thousands of miles, there is nothing but silvery white, almost no color.
The snow was about to settle, the wind was still lingering, and on the long official road, Ran Ran stood there, looking at the three corpses lying on the roadside, without saying a word or moving for a long time.
The three corpses were already stiff, but their faces were still lifeless because of the cold weather. Their clothes were not gorgeous, showing that they had lived a very difficult and unsatisfactory life.
But the three corpses are still as complete as new. There are no scars on their bodies. The broken inner palace cannot be seen on the surface. The last smile is still condensed on their faces. They look extremely peaceful and comfortable, as if they are dead. It has to be very comfortable.
Random didn't know them and didn't ask who they were, just like the three of them jumped out of the snow not long ago and swung their swords down without asking who they were...
Why do we need to know each other when we meet?
He sighed casually and said: "Have a good trip!"
Yaoyue asked: "Do you know them?"
He shook his head arbitrarily and said, "How do we know each other?"
Yao Yue glared and said, "Then what are you talking nonsense about?"
Ranran ignored her and was alone, saying quietly: "Familiar Jianghu, familiar Jianghu people, familiar Jianghu road."
"Have you said enough?"
He turned away randomly and looked at the breathtakingly beautiful, cold and frightened face beside him, shook his head and sighed again.
Looking at him with a reluctant and helpless look on his face, Yao Yue said coldly: "Why are you sighing?"
Ranyi said calmly: "What does it have to do with you? Talk too much!"
After saying this, the person immediately turned around and walked slowly forward on the snowy road...
Yaoyue stared at him, gritted her teeth, and finally followed him.
This time, at the suggestion of Siniang, with the consent of Juner and Qianqian, and with the consent of Lianxing, Qingqing, and the nosy Zhong Ling, Yaoyue was appointed to leave home this time.
If it were in the past, if we were still in the world, no one in the world could make any decision for Yao Yue, but it is different now. Yao Yue did not have any objections, not even a trace of dissatisfaction, and he could not object if he was arbitrary.
With Yao Yue's martial arts, Yi Yi couldn't find any reason to object.
As for why they did this, the reason does not need to be stated clearly.
Suddenly sighing again, Yaoyue glanced at him gently and followed him without saying a word.
Randomly said: "Are you secretly happy in your heart, wishing you could roll on the ground with joy?"
Pure and sacred, as pure as ice and snow, a flash of bright red appeared on her face that seemed both real and illusory, and it disappeared in an instant. Yao Yue said coldly: "Why should I be secretly happy in my heart?"
Ran Ran put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "If you can be alone with me, just smile."
Yao Yue said angrily, "Why can't you just shut up?"
He raised his eyebrows and said, "You can stay far away from me, otherwise you won't be able to hear me?"
Why is this person so annoying? Why does this person keep going against her? Yao Yue stared at him and said every word: "You, don't even think about it!"
He smiled randomly and stopped talking. The two of them just walked aimlessly.
The snow finally stopped, but the coldness between heaven and earth became heavier, and the loneliness between heaven and earth also became stronger. It was not clear where this place was, and it was impossible for Yao Yue to know. Fortunately, a black spot had appeared in the distance.
They were still far away, but in a moment, the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.
The man in front walked slowly, but did not stop, as if he would never stop. Snowflakes fell on his head, and ice and snow covered his face. He was only wearing a very thin shirt.
In such weather, he wore a thin shirt like this and never stopped... His back was straight, and his body was like a cast of copper and iron. It seemed that no matter whether it was ice, snow, severe cold, or tiredness and fatigue, He cannot be made to yield.
When I walked in front of him randomly, I saw his face.
The eyebrows are very thick, the eyes are big, and the thin lips are tightly pressed into a slit, showing perseverance and determination.
This is a very strong young man, with a very young face, he looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old.
Looking at him anyhow, he seemed not to see anyone. He was still moving forward, stepping on the snow step by step, and passed directly by Yiran.
"I want to ask for directions!"
The young man finally stopped. He turned around and said, "I never owe others anything, and others can't owe me anything."
Ranran was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You have no friends?"
The young man said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you."
As soon as he raised his forehead, the young man's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist. His hand was white with cold, but his movements were unusually fast and flexible.
Ran Ran glanced at Yao Yue and said, "What do you want to do?"
Yao Yue said calmly: "Kill him!"
Anyan sighed: "If you kill him, who will I ask for directions?"
Yaoyue closed her mouth and never looked at the boy again.
With a flick of his wrist, a golden leaf was thrown out.
"Can I ask you now?"
The young man glanced at the gold leaves embedded in his arms from the corner of his eye. His hand still did not leave the hilt of the sword, and then said: "You ask."
Ranran smiled and said: "How to get to the nearby towns?"
The young man said: "Twenty miles ahead there is a small town."
He nodded randomly, looked at the sky, and then slowly walked away with Yao Yue.
However, from the moment the young man held the sword, his eyes were fixed on Yao Yue, and until the two left, he also kept staring at that graceful back.
The two of them walked very slowly, but in an instant the boy could no longer see their shadows, and he never even heard the sound of their footsteps.
She was a very beautiful woman, so beautiful that it was hard to look directly at her, but at the same time, she was also a very scary woman.
The young man's hand finally let go of the hilt of the sword, and just as he was about to continue moving forward, a carriage came from behind, its rolling wheels crushing the ice and snow on the ground.
The driver was a big man with a beard on his face and eyes as sharp as an eagle. Coughing sounds could be heard from time to time in the car.
In the carriage, a man was drinking heavily and coughing loudly.
The corners of the man's eyes were full of wrinkles, and a sickly blush appeared on his pale face. After finishing the wine, he put down the empty bottle, picked up the knife, and carved the figure in his hand.
The blade is thin and sharp, his fingers are slender and strong, his hand is very steady, and his knife does not hesitate. In his hand, the figure reveals a graceful and soft outline, and the figure seems to come alive.
…
Twenty miles is not a long journey, at least it only takes half a cup of tea for Zuoyi and Yaoyue.
This is just a small town, and the inn in the small town is naturally not that big. At this moment, the inn is already full of travelers who were blocked by the wind and snow.
In the stable in front of the door, there were more than a dozen empty escort carts covered with straw mats, and on the escort carts, escort flags were hung diagonally, and they were blown by the cold wind.
Yao Yue looked at the inn, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a hint of disgust between her brows.
But seeing Ran Ran walking in, she could only grit her teeth and follow him.
The inn was very lively, everyone was chatting, and three people's voices were particularly loud, which could be heard clearly outside the door.
After Yi Yi and Yao Yue appeared at the inn, all the sounds stopped, everyone paused, and their eyes all looked at one person.
Her white clothes are as white as snow, her hair is as long as clouds, her face is stunning, and she is so beautiful. She is like a fairy, and no one can look up to her.
While Yao Yue was thinking about whether to drive these people out or kill them, Xuanyue found an empty table and sat down.
After hesitating for a moment, she finally walked over without doing anything, and then stood in front of Yi Ran.
Ran Ran glanced at her, shook his head helplessly, and waved to the waiter: "Go and wash the tables, stools, and bowls and chopsticks again. When you're done, take the best, cleanest silk and satin and wipe them again."
The waiter's eyes widened immediately, as if he suspected that he had heard wrongly.
But when he saw a golden leaf, he quickly said: "Yes, yes, yes, I understand, I will be objective later, I will go here."
