The cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board and treating all living beings as fish and meat.
Thousands of miles of flying snow turns the sky into a furnace and melts everything into silver.
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Snowflakes were falling, and the world was so quiet that it was as if you could hear the sound of snowflakes falling on the ground.
Yulian City walks on the snow without leaving any footprints.
He always wanted to drink when it was snowing.
And he had always been very lucky, so after walking for a while, he saw a small restaurant.
They were several open houses built at the foot of the mountain. There were wide corridors, vermilion railings, and green screens outside the house.
Yu Liancheng has arrived in front of the restaurant. Horse hooves are rutted on the white snow, and the sound of horses neighing can be heard in the wind behind the house. It seems that there are already guests in the restaurant.
The door of the restaurant was open, but there were no tables and chairs inside. It was obvious that the owner of the restaurant did not want to do business in such weather.
But there are customers in this store.
In the very spacious room, there was only a table of dishes placed by the window, but most of the dishes were untouched, and even the wine in the glass was not drunk.
There were four guests lying on the ground, but unfortunately they were already four corpses.
When he saw these four corpses, Yu Liancheng had lost his appetite.
In fact, he has seen quite a few corpses, but such ugly and disgusting corpses are really rare.
The four corpses were all strong men with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and they looked ferocious, but they were dressed like children, with colorful clothes and aprons on their feet. When others saw this, they were afraid Even the last night's meal had to be vomited out.
The head of the dead body was pointed outward, and the feet were pointed inward. There was a sinister smile on the face. The gold bracelet on the wrist had been taken off and fell to the hand.
The cause of their death was also very simple, a sword piercing the throat.
Judging from the expressions and distances of these four people, almost in an instant, a fast sword stabbed into the throats of these four people one after another.
Next to the pillar in the corner, there was also a corpse lying upside down. It was a middle-aged man with a skinny face and no flesh on his face. His hands were clenched tightly, and he seemed to be holding a handful of weapons.
He was also stabbed through the throat with a sword.
Yu Liancheng didn't know whether it was surprise or joy, he murmured in his heart: "What a fast sword... What a fast sword..."
His mind was spinning so fast, and he knew that this was the world of "The Passionate Swordsman's Ruthless Sword". Based on the characteristics of these five corpses and fatal sword wounds, he had not only guessed the identities of these people, but also guessed what was behind them. There was also a body next to the stable.
Those four, dressed in colorful clothes, are the disciples of the Five Poison Boys of "Bliss Cave" in Miao territory, who are famous for their poisonous nature.
The withered and thin old man is Yu Erguaizi, who is known as "the invisible shadow of the gods". This person is extremely skilled at lightness, can step on the snow without leaving a trace, and is also famous for his use of hidden weapons.
As for the corpse next to the stable at the back, it was the famous head escort of the Golden Lion Escort Bureau, the "Golden Lion" Zha Meng, who had been famous for more than 20 years.
They were all stabbed through the throat with a sword.
Not many people can wield such a fast sword.
Yu Liancheng also knows who it is.
"You guard this person. When Li Tanhua comes back later, you hand this person over to Li Tanhua. If there is nothing wrong with the sword, I will take your life."
The sound came from the kitchen.
The voice was cold.
Also very young.
Yu Liancheng floated to the kitchen. There were three people in the kitchen.
A young man holding a sword.
A timid old man.
There was also a very thin middle-aged man who was tied to a chair behind his back.
The most eye-catching among the three people was naturally the young man.
Yu Liancheng was also watching him.
This young man is very handsome and good-looking.
He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face is cold and stubborn.
He was only wearing a thin and old shirt, and his back was as straight as a javelin, as if nothing could make him surrender.
In his hand is a sword.
Strictly speaking, it really can't be regarded as a sword.
It was just a piece of iron more than three feet long. It had no blade, no jaw, and no even hilt. It only had two pieces of cork nailed on it to serve as the hilt.
This sword really looked like a child's toy, and it was just such a "toy" that killed Zha Meng, Yu Erguaizi and the four blissful boys.
This "toy" is really dangerous.
Now, this sword has become the most valuable thing in the young man's body.
"The wind and snow are blowing hard. I have no choice but to disturb the master. I hope you can forgive me..."
This is Yu Liancheng's first sentence.
The young man suddenly turned his head and looked at Yu Liancheng coldly without saying a word.
These eyes were really cold, even three points colder than the wind and snow outside.
And in these cold eyes, there was a hint of surprise that was difficult to detect.
The young man doesn't know much about martial arts, and his sword can only kill people, but he has beast-like intuition.
Not even the slightest movement within a radius of several feet could escape his perception.
But he didn't hear Yu Liancheng's footsteps, nor did he notice him.
"This... this young master, the little boy... it's really... it's really not convenient to receive guests right now."
The old man said tremblingly, his voice trembling a little.
Thinking about it, he is the owner of this small shop. He has lived a mediocre life for most of his life, but today Ah Fei is killing several people in his shop. How can he not be afraid?
"It's okay." Yu Liancheng looked at the young man with a smile and cupped his hands: "Hello, my name is Yu Liancheng. I want you to ask for someone."
The young man still looked at him coldly.
Yu Liancheng still smiled and pointed at the man tied to the stool: "That's the guy."
The young man's hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword: "I don't know you."
"But I know you, your name is A Fei." Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Maybe there is a surname like A in the world, but your surname is not A. Your surname should be Shen, Shen Fei."
A Fei's face suddenly showed an indescribable look.
Inferiority, pain, pride, respect... so many complicated expressions mixed together that no one could guess what he was thinking.
"You want this person?" His tone became colder and colder, as if a cold wind had invaded the bone marrow.
"Why do these words sound so awkward?" Yu Liancheng frowned and then said, "To be more precise, I want something from this person."
"Okay! I'll give it to you!"
A Fei said coldly.
The next moment, the sword in his palm was thrust out.
The sword is like lightning.
The sword is like flowing light.
It stabbed extremely fast.
Yu Liancheng felt that his whole body was enveloped by the sword energy, and the sword was only a short distance away from his throat.
What a fast sword.
This sword is really surprisingly fast, throwing away all the complicated sword moves and turning it into the simplest thrust.
And the simplest moves are often the most deadly.
Not only can it kill others, it can also kill yourself.
A strike with a sword will not only kill others, but also not even care about your own life.
Although this sword is not enough to dominate the world, even a long-established martial arts star still wants to hate Jiuquan.
Obviously, Yulian City is not among them.
