The rising sun is shining brightly in the east, and the city of Huainan is bustling with many shops. When we arrive here, the city gate is about to close and the sky is dark. The sound of drumming by soldiers can be heard endlessly. The market vendors have closed their stalls. Pedestrians are in a hurry. Two people lead horses along the street.

, Lan Kexin kept chattering all the way, blaming him for delaying. Now some inns are closed for rest. Are we allowed to live on the streets?

Looking at her somewhat painful expression, Jing Zhongyue stopped blaming her and scolded herself that it was all her fault. Now I think it is better to find a way to find a place to stay. Otherwise, I cannot bear to have you, a noble daughter, sleeping on the street. I don't care about you.

It’s a girl, so let’s go ahead and see if there’s an inn?

Lan Kexin deliberately suffered to win his pity. Just now she was crying and coquettishly acting like a baby, but now it's better to smile instead. In order to make you atone for your sins, my legs and feet are numb now, how about you carry me?

Jing Zhongyue said: "Why are you carrying me? Miss, we are thirsty and hungry now. How can I have the strength? You should walk around by yourself. I will carry you when you have the strength tomorrow."

Lan Kexin saw that he didn't seem to be quibbling or reluctant, okay! You lead the horse to the stable behind the inn first, and I'll go to the inn to take a look first.

There were four or five horses in the stable, and there was still an empty space on the left. Jing Zhongyue led the horse and was about to tie the reins when he was held by a strong arm. He felt that his arm was on the patio, Sidu, Sanyangluo, Waiguan, Yang.

A cold and cold energy seeped into the internal energy blocked by Chi Ji's acupuncture points. Jing Zhongyue turned her head and saw a man in snow-clad white skin staring at him with a pale face. Jing Zhongyue glanced at him and carried the Longyang Kung Fu to the patio.

Sidu, Sanyang Luo acupuncture point rushed up to block the cold internal energy. The man in snow clothes loosened his hand and rubbed the back of his hand and said with a milky voice: "Young man, why are you doing this! There is only one vacancy in this stable. Do you want to occupy it with two horses?"

Two seats?" Jing Zhongyue raised her head: "There is always someone who comes first, do you want to be unreasonable? This is a place of etiquette and you don't allow you to act like this." Do you think you are spitting and nailing each other when you speak? Today I

I'll tell you that the sky is high and the earth is high. She put up her posture and brushed his cheek with her hand. It seemed like a gentle brush but it brought a cold air to his face. Jing Zhongyue felt a coldness on her cheeks, like a cold wind and snow hitting her face in winter.

Bone-piercing, Jing Zhongyue turned her hand into a high-five, hitting him on the patio with one move, and then quickly hit him at Sidu with the other hand. The man in snow clothes put his other arm on the back of his hand and hit him with the back of his right hand. When the two fingers touched, they felt numb and the palm of his hand shook. He couldn't stop.

Step back a few steps and grab your right hand with one hand, steady your mind and use your internal strength to suppress the cold air. The man in snow clothes on the side is no longer making any moves. He stands six or seven steps away and looks at him. He seems to be smiling but not smiling, and leads the horse to the stable.

A sheet of white snow disappeared into the dusk. Lan Kexin, who was sitting in the inn, waited and waited anxiously. She saw Jing Zhongyue holding the back of her hand and turning back in frustration. The words she was about to curse were withdrawn from her lips and she smiled, "What's wrong with you? You're injured."

Is it?" Jing Zhongyue waved her hand: "No, I was hit unreasonably by a man in snow clothes. Now my whole arm feels cold. Now I use internal strength to suppress it and it feels better. Lan Kexin supports him and pulls him away.

Sent to the private room on the second floor, Lan Kexin didn't dare to treat his injuries because of his lack of medical skills. He was good at applying medicine and wrapping wounds. Jing Zhongyue had no choice but to do his own exercises to heal his injuries, but the Longyang Kung Fu was only learned on the ninth floor.

On the second floor, he didn't know much about how to expel the cold, so he had to use internal strength to force it, but it was useless. He wanted to cut off his arm with a knife, but was stopped by Lan Kexin, who had to go to the doctor. Jing Zhong

Yue stopped and said, "You'd better not go. I'll just bear with you for a while. It's just a little bit cold, but it doesn't matter." Lan Kexin saw that he was relieved a lot and felt relieved. She saw that his expression returned to normal and no longer shivering.

Feeling cold and aching in body and mind, Jing Zhongyue smiled reluctantly: "You can go back to your room first! It's okay with me, I have to rush to rest tomorrow!" How can I rest assured that I wanted to use him as a sharp knife to count the prestige in the Central Plains?

But these words were not said on the lips, fearing that they would have a bad effect at this critical moment. Being chased away by him was not worth the loss. So he pushed the door straight and walked out, but also looked back at the well with some hesitation and worry.

The moon slowly receded.

Jing Zhongyue couldn't figure out why the Jianghu people got into a fight over one or two words. Ordinary martial arts practitioners would be killed by those masters. It seems that this Jianghu is really dangerous. You should hide quickly or you will be killed sooner or later. I don't know. Where is the uncle? If I can continue to practice Longyang Gong, I will definitely be able to resolve the cold poison in my hands. It has been a long time since Miss Lan was so attentive to me today. She is no longer as unruly and willful as before. He couldn't help but oops. A wave of cold air hit my chest. Didn't I think that I had no interest in Miss Lan? How could I be so naughty? When will I change this carefree attitude? If I had known better to learn acupuncture points from my uncle, I wouldn't have suffered from the cold.

The cold wind whistled outside the window, and I felt even more irritated without realizing it. The cold poison in my hands did not feel the slightest bit of chill on my body. Autumn was approaching, and early winter was still approaching. The winter in the south was not as cold as in the north. Such a chilling scene made people dare not Moving forward, I said in my heart that I didn't want to get involved in the martial arts, but now I have a desire to be a leader in the martial arts, but my ability is limited. I don't know how I am doing now.

When Lan Kexin returned to her room, she couldn't help but think that she had gotten to know the Central Plains people a little bit in the past few days, but how could she really know what the Han people were thinking. She thought she was very powerful and could impress the Central Plains people without even having to do anything, but she didn't know that in the well Although Yue is not a master, it seems a bit contemptuous to be hurt by someone's internal energy.

Is your hand okay? It’s better to stay for a few days before setting off!

No need! My luck has been reduced a little, so I'm fine. I said that I had already led the horse out, and I was relieved to see that he was running smoothly and without any of the tremors from yesterday. The two of them galloped out.

Along the way, the pain in Jing Zhongyue's hand became more and more unbearable. He kept pulling on the reins and blowing the cool breeze, which further stimulated the cold poison. He kept holding back and had to hold on to his right hand with his left hand. He was still in front of him, but he was suddenly left behind a hundred steps behind. Outside, Lan Kexin thought that his horse was tired when she was a hundred steps away. She didn't care when she reached a shallow beach and found that there was no trace of the person. She turned around to look for him and his horse, but there was no trace of him or her horse. She was shocked.

A man was lying on the ground with a beautiful figure in the forest. The beautiful figure had been sitting in front of him, her eyes never leaving his face. When he opened his eyes and looked at them, his eyes were shining brightly, his appearance was delicate, his beauty was exquisite, and his bearing was elegant. He was really compared to the beauty in the painting. She is even more beautiful, she is a rare beauty. The breeze is blowing her clothes, Jing Zhongyue's eyes are dazed and fixed on Nan Bangzi's face. The woman's face is red, like a pear blossom in bloom, and she is even more beautiful and graceful than before. Jing Zhongyue returned to God and said: "Thank you very much, girl, for coming to my rescue and helping me get rid of the cold poison. I am in the middle of the well. I wonder what the girl's name is?"

"Bai Yingxue!"

As expected, the person is just like his name. He is as snowy as ice and cannot be looked at closely. He has a light and elegant charm, and his brows are like frost reflecting the ice and snow. His appearance is like the beauty of Chang'e who has fallen into the world. Every frown and every smile is unparalleled.

Bai Yingxue said somewhat reproachfully: "Who said I am a great beauty? You mistake an ugly creature for a great beauty. You are really glib and trying to flatter me. If I had known better, I would not have saved you anymore."
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