Chapter 8 Chapter Eight Snow Seventh Night

At the dawn of twilight, Huo Zhanbai and Liao Qingran were going south to Lin'an. In this kind of snowy weather, Wei Liao and his wife should have lit a small red clay stove in the ancient Mulan courtyard, had a drink with green ant new wine at the window, and played finger-guessing games, but it was a pity that they were caught by this ignorant person. interrupted. "Thanks for your hard work," Huo Zhanbai looked at the woman who had been on the road all night, apologetic, "Liao..." That call was stuck in his throat - if Xue Ziye was a friend, he should be called senior; and when he said senior, wouldn't it be recognized that he was a head shorter than Wei Wu?

"Seventh son, you're welcome." Liao Qingran didn't mind these details, patted the sleeping child, turned around and handed it to Wei Fengxing, and told him: "The weather is still cold these days, don't let Ah Bao catch the cold. You should also heat up your belongings, and add more clothes when you go in and out—if you lose something, come back and see how I deal with you!" Wei Fengxing held the child in his arms and was obsequious, not daring to explain a word. How could this be the suave and suave Young Master Wei Wu who fascinated countless women in the world?It was clearly a sheep threatened by the Hedong lion.Huo Zhanbai only looked at it amusedly, but he didn't dare to speak.

He finally knew where Xue Ziye's temper came from, and it was true that like a teacher, there must be a disciple. "Feng Xing, I'll go with the Seventh Young Master first." Liao Qingran got on the horse and told him carefully, "The time to go here is uncertain, it all depends on Xu Mo's condition - it can be three or five days at the earliest, and one or two months at the slowest. You alone If you are at home, you need to be more careful—" Gently exhorting here, the tone suddenly changed: "If you let me know that you and Xia Qianyu go to fool around in that kind of place again, be careful, I will break your leg!"

"Yes." Wei Fengxing was not angry, but nodded repeatedly while hugging Abao. In the twilight, the cold air floats, the clouds are gray and white, and there are faint signs of snow.Wei Fengxing took out something from his side, shook it off and found a big cloak, and leaned over to wrap around his wife: "Even if you are a genius doctor, you should be careful not to catch a cold." The corner of Liao Qingran's mouth twitched, and he turned his head and kissed him on the forehead suddenly, showing a childish look: "Understood. Stay at home obediently, and wait for me to bring you your favorite plum cake from Lin'an."

She took the lead in riding the horse and leaving along the grassy path, Huo Zhanbai jumped on the horse immediately, looked back at the man standing in front of the court with the child in his arms, and suddenly felt a slight sense of loss in his heart—— The so-called fairy couples are nothing more than that. He caught up with Liao Qingran, and the two rode side by side.The woman sprints through the night wearing a hood.Although over 30 years old, like a piece of beautiful jade, she looks more and more gentle and graceful, with a noble temperament. The fifth guy is really lucky. Huo Zhanbai vaguely recalled that Wei Fengxing was seriously injured in a confrontation with the Moon Worship Sect in Southern Xinjiang many years ago, he left the Central Plains to seek medical treatment, and came back a year later.Presumably, the two of them met at that time—then the woman resigned as the owner of Medicine Master Valley and came to the Central Plains incognito; The fairy days of staying together and flying together.

"Master Huo Qi, I really want to thank you—" He was still distracted when he heard a sigh in his ear. He was slightly shocked, and turned his head to meet Liao Qingran's meaningful eyes: "Because of you, my fool finally gave up that unrealistic fantasy. She was immersed in that dream for too long. Now the obsession is gone. Broken, everything can start again." She smiled and looked at him: "Mr. Huo Qi, I don't know when will you be able to find out the obsession in your heart?" Huo Zhanbai caressed the Dawan horse gifted by Xue Ziye, and suddenly smiled: "Guzhu Liao, your apprentice is very good at drinking—when Mo'er recovers from her illness, I want to go back to Medicine Master Valley and have a good time with her again." Discuss."

"Really? Then you can't drink her," Liao Qingran flipped the hood behind her ears, and blinked at him. "Drinking, finger-guessing, I taught her. She is better than blue than blue-you know." Is that how Feng Xing lost himself to me back then." "Ah?" Huo Zhanbai was surprised and laughed dumbfounded. "Hehe," Liao Qingran looked at him and smiled, "If you go, you won't make the same mistakes." "Hahaha," Huo Zhanbai was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, rode his horse and whipped his whip and ran away, and replied loudly, "That's fine, too!"

The twilight was deep, and there was already light snow falling faintly. Huo Zhanbai looked up at the fresh falling snow while running, and suddenly felt a little dazed: That woman... what is she doing now?Is it a person drinking by himself, or talking to the person under the ice? Such a lonely valley... time seems to have stopped. He suddenly found himself thinking of her over and over again uncontrollably.On the eve of returning to Lin'an to end everything, the burden on my heart was relieved, and every bit of the past eight years emerged... That night, the bright moon in the snow, the falling plum blossoms, and the sleeping person in my arms seemed to be close in sight.

Maybe...it's really time to say goodbye to the past. How much he wished that he was still the boy in fresh clothes and angry horse eight years ago, persistent and reckless; he also believed that he would maintain this hopeless and blazing love throughout his life-however, everything, after all, in the years gradually fade away.Oddly enough, he doesn't feel sorry for the passing, nor is he ashamed of his abandonment. It turns out that even the deepest feelings in life can't stand up to time after all. Liu Feifei is smart, knowing that it is impossible to obtain, so he let go of it calmly and chose another kind of happiness that can be grasped - and what about himself? ——Actually, the moment Xue Ye woke up, he had actually let go of the thread in his heart that he thought would last forever, right?

He rode his horse all the way south, but his heart remained in the north. "Actually, I have already lost myself to her..." Huo Zhanbai thought for a long time, then looked at Ye Xue and sighed, and said a word without thinking, "I miss her very much." Liao Qingran, who had been buried in the road, was startled for a moment, and looked sideways at the young man. ——The matter of Fengxing, the seventh brother, has been spread throughout the world.His high spirits, his madness and persistence, his forbearance and persistence.All kinds of things are being discussed in the rivers and lakes, shaking their heads and sighing.

However, on this snowy night, when he was about to fulfill his wish for many years, he suddenly changed his mind? With a whistle, the snow harrier flying in mid-air turned around and landed gently on his shoulder, turning its black bean-like eyeballs to look at him.He freed up one hand and wrote a few lines with charcoal, then tied the cloth towel on the snow harrier's feet, patted its wings, and pointed to the sky at the end of the north: "Go. " Seemingly understanding the meaning of its master, the snow harrier took off with a grunt and fluttered its wings, before disappearing into the boundless wind and snow. That piece of cloth towel fluttered and danced in the wind and snow, but the words on it faintly revealed warmth: "Green Ant's new fermented wine, a small red clay stove. It's going to snow in the evening, can you have a glass?" Ziye, I will return to the north in a short time, please wait under the plum tree with warm wine. I will definitely win you. In the night of the second day, the two people who worked so fast all night had already arrived at Qingbo Gate. The snow had just fallen in Lin'an, and there was still some accumulation on the broken bridge. The two of them didn't have time to appreciate it, so they rode their horses across the long embankment like a gust of snow, and fell off their horses at the foot of Jiuyao Mountain in the eastern outskirts of the city. "Madam Xu is here?" Liao Qingran got off the horse with the medicine bag on his back, looked at a small building among the cold willows, and suddenly changed his expression, "This is terrible!" Huo Zhanbai raised his head in response, seeing the white cloth on the lintel and the faint crying sound coming from inside, his expression changed drastically at the same time. "Qiu Shui!" He blurted out in surprise, and rushed in, "Qiu Shui!" He opened the curtain before the coffin and rushed in, and saw a small coffin placed under the flickering candlelight in front of the coffin.The child inside closed his eyes tightly, his cheeks sunken deeply, and his small body curled up into a ball. "Mo'er? Mo'er!" He felt a thunderbolt, and leaned over to sniff, it was already cold. There was a ding in the back hall, as if some porcelain fell to the ground and broke. "You're late." Suddenly, he heard a cold voice say. "You always come late." The voice said coldly, with a deep madness in the calmness, "Ha... did you come to see how Mo'er died? Or--to see how I died? " As if a basin of ice water was being poured from the top, Huo Zhanbai suddenly turned his head and blurted out: "Autumn water!" A beautiful woman came out from the back of the mourning hall, dressed in white, bloodshot from the corner of her mouth, she staggered towards him, and slowly stretched out her hands to him—her ten fingers showed a frightening blue-purple color.He looked at the face that he had dreamed of since he was a teenager, and found that he hadn't seen her for more than half a year, and she was so emaciated that he couldn't bear to see her. For a moment, his mind went blank, and he stood there unable to move. "Huo Zhanbai, why do you always come late..." she murmured, "Always...too late..." I don't know if it was a hallucination, but he vaguely felt that the black hairs on her head were turning gray one by one. "Not good! Catch her!" Liao Qingran rushed in, saw the face and fingers of the other party, and exclaimed, "She has taken poison! Catch her!" "What?" He woke up suddenly, and subconsciously grabbed Qiu Shuiyin's hand, but she escaped nimbly. "Giggle...you come and catch me..." The woman in white turned around lightly, her lips were still bloodshot, her eyes were tranced but sober, and she ran towards the back hall with the corner of her skirt, giggling lightly, " Come and catch me... If you catch me, I'll—” Before the words fell, Huo Zhanbai had already passed by like lightning, grabbed her by the shoulder, and called out tremblingly, "Qiu Shui!" "If I catch it, I'll kill you!!" In those eyes, mad hatred suddenly turned up, "I'll kill you!" "Be careful!" Liao Qingran exclaimed from behind, only to hear a chirping sound, and Huo Zhanbai's shoulder was cut by a sharp knife.However, his face was ashen, and he didn't care about the shoulder injury at all. He spit out the inner strength in his palm, and instantly stunned the crazy woman. "It's too late...you can't catch me..." Before the coma, the haggard woman raised her hand and pinched the wound on his shoulder viciously, "I asked you to catch me...but you didn't! You are late…… "When I married into the Xu family, I have been waiting for you to stop me from taking me away...why did you come so late? "Later... I begged you to save my husband... But you, why did you come so late? "One day ago, Mo'er breathed her last breath slowly in my arms...why, you came so late!!" His blood flowed down her fingers, but he didn't seem to notice it. "Ha, ha! It's too late...too late! We missed our whole life..." She murmured, her voice gradually weakened, and she fell to the ground slowly, "Huo, Huo Zhanbai...I hate you so much .” Liao Qingran leaned over to take his pulse, checked his complexion, and hurriedly took out a bottle of bi-color medicine from the medicine bag: "Buchang San." ——This woman must have been waiting for a savior. After watching her only son die, she frantically drank the poison in desperation, trying to end her own life. Unexpectedly, when I rushed to Lin'an overnight, the person who should be saved failed, but another person who was not planned. Liao Qingran rolled Qiu Shuiyin's eyelids: "At this point, we have to guard her for at least three days—but when she wakes up, we need to make sure if she has any mental problems... Her emotions just now are too wrong .” However, when she raised her head, the female doctor suddenly froze—— "Is it too late?" Huo Zhanbai murmured, his hands gradually trembling, as if he was knocked down head-on by the sweeping past.Those visions that had disappeared for so many nights came back again. The beautiful girl was running in the almond blossom forest with her skirt up, and she turned her head and smiled at him—he always thought it was just a joke, but he didn’t know that it was her first and last ask. "Come and catch me... If you catch me, I'll marry you." ——Her smile repeatedly appeared in front of his eyes, which would only speed up his breakdown. He lowered his head slumpedly, staring at the pale and haggard face, tears streaming down his face. He finally knew that the hand of fate that held his throat had never been let go—it was fate.It was doomed for him to run around in vain, and it was doomed for her wandering and resentment. All kinds of grievances and grievances are deeply rooted, entangled and difficult to resolve, like cutting off water with a knife, they cannot be easily resolved at all. There is a huge wind and snow outside the door, blowing from the far north, passing the city of Jiangnan, which is sparsely populated with water and willows. In the heavy snow, there are white birds going up against the wind, and a cloth scarf tied to their feet is hunting and flying in the wind and snow. In the evening, the sky is like snow, where is the way back? The moment the woman who lost her child laughed wildly and drank the poison, someone woke up thousands of miles away. Xue Ziye suddenly sat up in the middle of the night, feeling an inexplicable chill. In the dream just now, she dreamed that she was running non-stop, and there were countless blood-dropping sharp knives coming towards her... However, the person holding her hand was not Xuehuai.who is it?She had just turned her head to see the man's face clearly when the ice under her feet shattered. "Huo Zhanbai!" She blurted out in surprise, sitting up covered in cold sweat. The summer garden is peaceful, with deep green shade, and countless luminous butterflies are dancing. However, she was sitting under the window, recalling the dream, but she felt some kind of ominous premonition.She didn't know if Huo Zhanbai had arrived in Lin'an now, and if Mo'er was saved, she even had a feeling that she would never see him again. "Guzhu Xue, what's the matter?" Someone outside the window suddenly spoke softly, which startled her. "Who?!" She opened the window and saw the strange blue hair. She exhaled slightly, and then burst out uncontrollably, grabbed the pillow and threw it at him, "Why are you crazy? A patient What are you doing under someone's window in the middle of the night? Get the hell out of here!" Miaofeng was taken aback by her, but still kept the usual smile on her face, she just turned her side slightly, raised her palm, and the flying pillow obediently landed on his hand as if it had eyes. "Before Valley Master Xue arrives at the Great Bright Palace, I will confirm your safety anytime and anywhere." He returned the pillow and bowed slightly. "..." Xue Ziye was momentarily at a loss for words, and waved his hand, "Forget it, the valley is safe, you'd better go back and sleep well." "No need," Miao Feng still smiled, "I have been used to guarding the teaching king for many years." Are you used to not sleeping?Or are you used to standing under other people's windows all night?Or, ready to give up your life to protect someone anytime, anywhere?Xue Ziye looked at him for a moment, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, sighed, put on his clothes and walked out. "Is Master Xue not sleeping?" He was a little surprised. "Don't sleep anymore," she carried a glazed lamp and walked towards the lake, "I had a nightmare and couldn't sleep." Miaofeng didn't say much, just quietly followed behind her, passing through the spinosa forest.Along the way, countless luminous butterflies flew up and down around him, and several even tried to land on his shoulder. Xue Ziye looked at him, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "You really don't look like a five-minded child of the Demon Sect." Miaofeng didn't understand what she meant, just smiled. "A person with too much murderous intent, even butterflies won't land on him." Xue Ziye raised her hand, and another luminous butterfly folded its wings and stopped on her fingertips. She looked at Miaofeng curiously, "You Have you ever killed anyone?" "Killed." Miao Feng smiled slightly, without any concealment, "And, a lot." After a pause, he added: "I came out of the Shura Field—out of the five hundred people, only Tong Tong and I stayed. The other four hundred and ninety-eight were all killed." Hitomi?Xue Ziye's body trembled suddenly, he silently held the lamp tightly, and turned around. "Do you know Tong?" She heard herself asking involuntarily, her voice trembling. Miao Feng was slightly startled, then paused: "I know." "How...how did he get into your sect?" Xue Ziye asked softly, but his eyes gradually became condensed. Miaofeng raised her brow imperceptibly, as if trying to guess the reason for the woman's sudden question, but there was still only a smile on the corner of her mouth: "This... I don't know. Because since I knew Tong, he has lost memories of the past." "...Really?" Xue Ziye murmured and sighed, "Are you his friend?" Miaofeng smiled slightly and shook her head: "There are no friends in the Shura field." "It's so strange..." Xue Ziye stopped by the lake and turned to look at him, "You have killed so many people like him, but why is your murderous aura so restrained? Your martial arts are even better than his. up?" "Master Gu is wrong," Miao Feng smiled and shook his head, "If there is a duel, I may not be Tong's opponent." He tilted his head, picked up a luminous butterfly on his shoulder, and smiled: "It's just that I'm not like him who is in charge of the Shura field, and I am ready to draw my sword and fight with people anytime, anywhere—unless someone threatens the king, otherwise..." He moved his fingers, and the luminous butterfly flew up to the branch: "I have no intention of killing anyone." Xue Ziye looked at him sideways, and suddenly smiled: "Interesting." She carried the lamp and walked straight on, through the Summer Garden to the center of the lake.Miaofeng followed her quietly, her footsteps were so light that they didn't exist. The ice and fire were frying on the lake, she couldn't help coughing slightly, and looked down at the familiar face under the ice.Xuehuai... This may be the last time I will see you.Because tomorrow, I will go to that magic cave and bring Mingsuke back—— Your soul in heaven, will bless us, right? The boy sank and floated in the icy water, with an eternal smile, and slightly closed his eyes. She crawled on the ice, staring quietly, and suddenly felt infinitely tired and sober in her heart - Xuehuai, I know, you will never wake up again... After handing the purple jade hairpin to Huo Zhanbai From the beginning, I understood.However, the dead are gone, and the living, I can't let go.I'm going to leave here and go to Kunlun through that snow field... Maybe I won't come back. Do you feel lonely after sleeping alone in this cold water for so many years? Perhaps, what Huo Zhanbai said is right, I shouldn't force you to keep you like this, I should let you get rid of it as soon as possible and re-enter reincarnation. She leaned over the ice, looking at the people under the ice.The bone-piercing chill made her cough violently, and the glazed lamp dangled in her hand, reflecting the flowing bright light on the ice. A hand gently pressed between her shoulder blades, a warm current poured in silently, and she felt like spring breeze all over her body instantly. "It's cold at night," said the quiet and gentle voice behind him, "Guzhu Xue, be careful." She stood up slowly, stood on the ice for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Before leaving tomorrow, help me take Xuehuai away." Miao Feng nodded silently, watching her turn around with a lantern and walk towards the Summer Garden—her footsteps were so light that it would not startle a snowflake, like a ghost in the cold night.Is there something important to her hidden in this lake? He took one last look at the frozen boy under the ice, and sighed for a moment on his always smiling face.Slowly bent down, raised his palms, and cut on the ice.As if a flame was burning in his hand, the hand knife easily cut through the thick layer of ice. With a click, the people under the water surfaced. Miaofeng took off the cloak on her body, and wrapped it around the young man with a lifelike face under the ice. On the second day, they left Pharmacist Valley as scheduled. For the first time the owner of the valley went out of the valley for many years, Lu'er and Shuanghong were very nervous, scrambling to express that they would go with them, but Xue Ziye refused without hesitation—what kind of place is Da Guangming Palace, how can she let these The girl followed her to take risks? The maids had no choice but to prepare her luggage with all their might. When Xue Ziye stepped out of the valley entrance and saw the eight-horse luxury carriage and a cart full of items, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise: coats, shawls, hand stoves, charcoal, flint, food, medicine bags... everything There are so many things to see. "Do you think I'm going to open a grocery store?" Xue Ziye couldn't laugh or cry, picking up the overcoats of different styles and the jingling string of hand stoves in the carriage. Get it in!" The maids were dumb, and Xiang Gu made a face. "These things are useless—you listen to Aunt Ning carefully, and do whatever you need to do," Xue Ziye came out of the carriage with a bunch of sundries in one hand, and threw them back to Lu'er. Looking back at Miaofeng, her voice suddenly He lowered his voice, "Help me take Xuehuai... is that okay?" "But according to the order of the valley owner." Before the surrounding maids came back to their senses, Miaofeng bowed, and the tip of her toes disappeared immediately. In just an instant, he returned from the lake, holding a thing wrapped in a cloak in his hand, he went up and down to the side of the carriage, nodded slightly to Xue Ziye, bent down and put the cloak into the carriage. "Xuehuai..." Xue Ziye sighed, lifted the corner of the cloak, looked at the cold face, "We are going home." The maids looked at the corpse wrapped in the cloak in surprise, and couldn't believe their eyes——Isn't this the boy frozen under the lake?how many years.Now, the owner of the valley actually dug him out from under the ice? "By the way, Lu'er, don't forget what I told you!" Before jumping into the carriage, Xue Ziye turned her head and ordered, a smile flickered across her lips.Before the maids had time to agree, Miao Feng had already rushed onto the carriage, gave a low drink, and struck with a long whip, breaking the carriage and galloping forward. In an instant, it ran over the white snow and disappeared in the snowstorm all over Taniguchi. Thousands of miles away, a white bird was flying over the capital, flapping its wings in the wind and snow of the Forbidden City, all the way to the north. The wind is strong and the snow is heavy.The cloth scarf fluttered in the wind, like a fateful gray handkerchief. At sunset on the second day, they walked out of the snow field along the Mohe River and stepped onto the snow-covered official road. Beside a dilapidated post station, Xue Ziye signaled Miaofeng to stop the car. "It's right here." She opened the heavy curtain, coughed slightly, and carried out the man wrapped in the cloak with difficulty. "I'll do it." Miaofeng jumped out of the car, took it with her arms outstretched, and glanced sideways at the deserted village on the side of the road—it was a village that had been abandoned for many years, and no one lived there for a long time. The heavy snow crushed most of the villages. cabin.The wind howled, screeching through the empty village. He turned around with the corpse in his arms, and when he saw the dilapidated village, suddenly there was a light in the depths of his eyes. ——Sure enough, this place? ! Xue Ziye helped him by the shoulders and got out of the car, stood under the dead fir tree next to the station, stared at it for a moment, silently stepped on the knee-deep snow, and walked towards the village with difficulty. Miaofeng also followed her silently and came to the open space in the north of the village. There, there are vaguely raised grave mounds, which are the cemetery of the village. After the catastrophe twelve years ago, the master took her back here and carefully collected the remains of every villager.Everyone returned to this ancestral cemetery and reunited in the soil of their hometown—only Xuehuai was left sleeping under the ice.He must be lonely, right? "Bury it here." She stared silently for a moment, covered her mouth and coughed violently, took out a dagger from her sleeve, and started digging. However, the perennially frozen soil was as hard as iron. She dug down with all her strength, and only poked a pale white spot on the frozen soil. "Let me do it." Not wanting to waste time like this, Miao Feng bent down beside her and stretched out his hand—he didn't take any tools, but the hard frozen soil cracked like tofu under his palm, just Cut off with one palm, and the crack was a foot deep. "Go away! Let me do it myself!" However, she became angry, pushed him away, and poked the soil with the dagger even harder. Miaofeng glanced at her silently, didn't speak any more, just pressed her hands to the ground. The inner breath surged out from the palm, and penetrated into the ground silently, melting the permafrost that had been frozen for ages inch by inch. Xue Ziye poked the soil with all his strength and coughed.At the beginning, the frozen soil was as hard as iron, but as the knife was dug down, the ground under the dagger began to soften, and it became easier as time went on.An hour later, an eight-foot-by-three-foot-wide pit had been dug. Kneeling on the snow, panting exhaustedly, she carefully moved Xuehuai into the pit. With trembling hands she sprinkled the broken earth.The soil mixed with snow covered up that pale face bit by bit——she gritted her teeth, staring at that familiar face for a moment.If the soil is sprinkled, she will never be seen again... No one will take her to see the Northern Lights, and no one will support her when she falls into the dark glacier. The dream that has been forced to last for more than ten years, those words and promises, will be completely over after this moment—from now on, she has no reason to escape from reality. The wind and snow were like knives, and she stood up in a trance, exhausted, and suddenly her eyes went dark. "Be careful!" When I woke up, I was already in the carriage, and the carriage was shaking slowly, rolling over the snow and continuing to move forward. Miaofeng took her on the road without delay. It seems that the condition of the devil on Kunlun Mountain is already extremely critical.The wind was howling outside, she opened her eyes, and stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time, the glazed lamp was also shaking slightly.She only felt cold all over her body, as if cold needles were stabbing in her limbs. So... Is my body really so weak? While in a trance, I suddenly heard a faint song coming from the snow outside—— "...Ge Sheng grows thorns, and vines grow in the wild. Yumei dies here. Who will be with? Dudan! "The day of summer, the night of winter, after a hundred years, return to its dwelling. "Winter night, summer day. After a hundred years, return to his room." At that moment, it seemed as if a sharp sword pierced into the bottom of her heart. Tears suddenly flowed down her eyes that had been dry during the funeral, and she cried bitterly in such music.Isn't that "Ge Sheng"?The poem that describes the time when women in ancient times buried their loved ones. "The brambles cover the vines, and the weeds cover the hills. My loved ones are buried here. "Who will keep him company? Only loneliness! "The summer is long, and the winter night is bleak. After a hundred years, I will come here to sleep with you." ——Every word like that, all go deep into the heart at this moment.So comforting and accommodating, like a hand caressing desolately and gently.She sat up abruptly, opened the curtain and looked out. "Master Xue, are you awake?" The music stopped immediately, and people outside the car came in. "It's you?" She saw the piccolo by his waist, so she didn't ask any more questions, and turned her head to hide the tears on her face. "Are you hungry?" Miao Feng was still smiling, and handed over a package of things—the orange soft cake that was prepared in the carriage was wrapped in the cloth towel.In such windy and snowy weather, it was especially steaming when I received it in my hand. "It's frozen hard, I warmed it up." Miao Feng smiled slightly, and threw another wine bag over, "This is the medicinal wine prepared by Lu'er and the others. They said that you have been relying on this to keep out the cold—it's also hot." Xue Ziye was startled, and before he could speak, Miao Feng put down the curtain, turned around and continued driving. Sigh... Facing this person who wears a smiling mask and has no temper at all, she couldn't even find a chance to get angry or complain - she took a bite of the soft cake and took another sip of the medicinal wine, feeling a little suffocation in her chest Spread out a little.Looking at the two impressive handprints on the soft cake, she finally couldn't help laughing - such a profound skill was used to heat up leftovers, it was really a sledgehammer. However, as soon as he laughed, he stopped abruptly. She fell into the carriage covered with tiger skins, and the things in her hands were scattered all over the floor. "Master Xue Gu!" Miao Feng tightened his wrist, and the galloping carriage was abruptly stopped.He stopped the carriage, opened the curtain and flew in, helped the unconscious person up, and pressed his right palm on the Xintai acupuncture point on her back, the gentle inner force surged in and circulated in all her veins , to remelt the blood stagnated by the cold one by one. After a stick of incense, Xue Ziye's breathing became steady, and he slowly opened his eyes. "Hey, did I... just fainted?" Feeling the palm of her back against her, she immediately understood what was going on, she smiled wryly, slightly embarrassed—as the owner of the pharmacist valley, she actually You need someone else to help you. Miao Feng nodded slightly at her, and without further delay, swept out of the car again, with a shock of the long whip, broke the carriage and continued to gallop to the west—it has been out for twenty days, and I don’t know the teachings in the Daguang Palace. How is Wang? Before coming out, the Jiaowang solemnly asked him to return within a month, otherwise the outcome would be unpredictable. Miaofeng frowned slightly——the so-called unpredictability is not just the illness, is it?There are also those delicate and complicated situations in the teaching, and many subordinates who are about to move.With the power under Jiaowang's eyes, it is not easy to control the situation for a month. If a famous doctor is not invited as soon as possible, there may be another bloody storm in the Daguang Palace! He was so anxious that he didn't care about his horsepower, and hurried to the west. The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, almost reaching the knees of the horses, the carriage was stuck in the heavy snow, and when it was dark, the eight horses were exhausted.Miaofeng had no choice but to rein in his horse in front of a leeward Gobi and rest temporarily. After traveling fast for a day and a night, he also felt a little hungry, so he lifted the curtain to get into the carriage to get some food. But when he lowered his head, he blurted out a cry of surprise. —— Xue Ziye leaned against the wall of the carriage without a sound, his eyes were closed, his cheeks were bloodless, and he passed out again. Miaofeng was shocked, and quickly stretched out her hand to press the Lingtai acupoint on her back, and once again penetrated the inner breath with the technique of Mu Chunfeng. After a while, Xue Ziye let out a breath and moved his fingers. From this, he already understood that the other person's body was so severe that he could no longer maintain his own functions. If he didn't send true energy into his body frequently, she might not be able to maintain it for even half a day. She woke up slowly, Miaofeng didn't dare to move her palm, just helped her to sit up with one hand. "I... have passed out again?" The chill in the limbs gradually melted away, and it was indescribably warm and comfortable.Xue Ziye opened her eyes, and saw Miaofeng resolving her cold illness again, what a smart person she is, she immediately understood that she was already dying several times in a moment, and only escaped from the gate of hell with the help of the other party. Miao Feng still just smiled, as if wearing an eternal mask: "Guzhu Xue, don't worry." Xue Ziye forced a smile at him, but he couldn't help worrying in his heart——the technique of "mu Chunfeng" consumes a lot of internal energy, how can it withstand such frequent use?What's more, there is a chronic disease of Miaofeng, cold and poison, and it needs to be resolved every day. If you exhaust your true strength to keep yourself alive, how can you suppress the cold poison in your body? Seeing that her expression had improved, Miaofeng let go of the hand that was supporting her, but the other hand never left her Bei Xintai acupoint. "Don't move yet," Xue Ziye leaned forward, left the hand on the vest, leaned over and pulled out the medicine bag he brought, "I'll find medicine for you." Miao Feng was slightly stunned: "No need. The wound on the abdomen has almost healed." "It's not the knife wound." Xue Ziye fumbled through a pile of pills and medicinal materials, and finally found a long-necked mutton jade bottle. Holding a red bead in the palm of her hand, she held it in front of Miaofeng: "This 'Zhitian' was refined by me three years ago, and it is most effective in detoxifying ice silkworms." Miaofeng looked at the bead and knew that it was an extremely precious medicine, once he took it, he could end his cold poison that was like a maggot attached to the bone.However, he just smiled and shook his head: "No need." "What time is it!" Xue Ziye yelled angrily. "No need." Miao Feng shook her head with a smile, pushed her hand away, and said calmly, "The poison of ice silkworm is a mark given to me by my loving father, it is my honor, how can I give it up?" "..." Xue Ziye never expected him to answer like this, but was stunned, and sneered for a while, "So, you are really a lunatic!" Miaofeng looked calm, and didn't take her sharp sarcasm seriously: "The Pope has always been withdrawn, and it's hard to trust others—if it wasn't for me being poisoned by ice silkworms and needing his antidote every month, how could I tolerate it?" Am I serving by his side? The sect is surrounded by wolves and tigers, and I want to stay by his side, so..." At this point, as if he realized that he had said too much, Miao Feng stopped, and looked at Xue Ziye apologetically: "Thank you for your kindness." Xue Ziye stared blankly at the blue-haired and white-clothed young man, as if moved by such a desperate guarding heart, he was silent for a moment, and said: "Every hour, I have to stop to save my breath, and the carriage fell into deep snow again—and so on. , I’m afraid it’s too late to rush back to Kunlun to save your teaching king.” Although Miaofeng still had a smile on his face, there was also worry in his eyes. "Let's abandon the carriage and let's go on Qingqi." Xue Ziye stood up, picked out the warmest lynx fur and put it on, put the hand stove into his sleeves, and nodded to Miaofeng, "Take the eight horses together. You and I each take one horse, and the other six are either loaded with necessary items or left empty, and if the mount is exhausted, we will replace it with an empty horse—this way, we should be able to get on much faster by changing horses continuously." Miao Feng was slightly taken aback: "But the body of Gu Zhu..." "It's okay." Xue Ziye smiled, opened the curtain and walked into the snowy sky, "Aren't you here?" Miaofeng looked at her for a long time, then slowly bowed: "Thank you." In the howling wind, the two rode along the desolate post road, and the snow was covered with golden lynx fur. 半个时辰后，她脸色渐渐苍白，身侧的人担忧地看过来：“薛谷主，能支持么？” “没事。“她努力笑了笑，然而冻僵的身子蓦然失去平衡，从奔驰的马上直接摔了下去！ “小心！”妙风瞬间化成了一道闪电，在她掉落雪地之前迅速接住了她。 “冒犯了。”妙风叹了口气，扯过猞猁裘将她裹在胸口，一手握着马缰继续疾驰，另一只手却回过来按在她后心灵台穴上，和煦的内息源源不断涌入，低声道：“如果能动，把双手按在我的璇玑穴上。” 薛紫夜勉强动了动，抬起手按在他胸口正中。 忽然间，仿佛体内一阵暖流畅通无阻的席卷而来——那股暖流从后心灵台穴冲入，流转全身，然后通过掌心重新注入了妙风的体内，循环往复，两人仿佛成了一个整体。 “就这样。”内息转眼便转过了一个周天，妙风长长松了口气。 “你靠着我休息。”他继续不停赶路，然而身体中内息不停流转，融解去她体内积累的寒意，“这样就好了，不要担心——等到了下一个城镇，我们停下来休息。” “嗯。”薛紫夜应了一声，有些担心，“你自己撑的住么？” 妙风微微笑了笑，只是加快了速度：“修罗场出来的人，没有什么撑不住的。” “唉。”薛紫夜躲在那一袭猞猁裘里，仿佛一只小兽裹着金色的毛球，她抬头望着这张永远微笑的脸，若有所思，“其实，能一生只为一个人而活……也很不错。妙风，你觉得幸福么？” “嗯。”妙风微笑，“在遇到教王之前，我不被任何人需要。” 薛紫夜点点头，闭上了眼睛：“我明白了。” 仿佛是觉得疲倦已极，她裹着金色的猞猁裘，缩在他胸前静静睡去。 大雪还在无穷无尽的落下，鹅毛一样飘飞，落满了他们两个人全身。风雪里疾驰的马队，仿佛一道闪电撕裂开了漫天的白色。 妙风低下头，看了一眼睡去的女子，忽然间眉间掠过一丝不安。 是的，他想起来了……的确，他曾经见到过她。 风更急，雪更大。 一夜的急奔后，他们已然穿过了克孜勒荒原，前方的雪地里渐渐显露出了车辙和人行走过的迹象——他知道，再往前走去便能到达乌里雅苏台，在那里可以找到歇脚的地方，也可以找到喂马的草料。 天亮得很慢，雪夜仿佛长的没有尽头。 妙风也渐渐觉得困顿，握着缰绳的手开始乏力，另一只手一松，怀里的人差点从马前滑了下去。 “啊？”薛紫夜茫茫然的醒了，睁开眼，却发现那个带着她骑手已经睡了过去，然而身子却挺得笔直，依然保持着策马的姿态，护着她前行。 她微微叹了口气，抬起一只手想为他扯上落下的风帽，眼角忽然瞥见地上微微一动，仿佛雪下有什么东西在涌起—— hallucination? 凝神看去，却什么也没有。八匹马依然不停奔驰着，而这匹驮了两人的马速度明显放缓，喘着粗气，已经无法跟上同伴。 然而，恰恰正是那一瞬间的落后救了它。 “嗤啦——”薛紫夜忽然看到跑在前面的马凭空裂开成了两片！ 雪地上一把长刀瞬地升起，迎着奔马，只是一掠，便将疾驰的骏马居中齐齐剖开！马一声悲嘶，大片的血泼开来，洒落在雪地上，仿佛绽开了妖红的花。 她脱口惊呼，然而声音未出，身体忽然便腾空而起。 一把长刀从雪下急速刺出，瞬间洞穿了她所乘坐的奔马，直透马鞍而出！ 妙风不知是何时醒来的，然而眼睛尚未睁开、便一把将她抱起，从马背上凭空拔高了一丈，半空中身形一转，落到了另一匹马上。她惊呼未毕，已然重新落地。 “追电？！”望着那匹被钉死在雪地上的坐骑，他眼睛慢慢凝聚。 这样一刀格毙奔马的出手，应该是修罗场里八骏中的追电！ 执掌大光明宫修罗场的瞳，每年从大光明界的杀手里选取一人，连续八年训练成八骏——一曰追风，二曰白兔，三曰蹑景，四曰追电，五曰飞翩，六曰铜爵，七曰晨凫，八曰胭脂，个个都是独当一面的杀手，一直都是修罗场最精英的部分，直接听从瞳的指挥。 如今，难道是—— 念头方一转，座下的马又惊起，一道淡得几乎看不见的光从雪面上急掠而过。喀嚓一声轻响，马齐膝被切断，悲嘶着一头栽了下去。 电光火石的瞬间，妙风反掌一按马头，箭一样掠出，一剑便往雪里刺了下去！ 那是薛紫夜第一次看到他出手。然而她没有看清楚人，更没看清楚剑，只看到雪地上忽然间有一道红色的光闪过，仿佛火焰在剑上一路燃起。剑落处，地上的雪瞬间融化，露出了一个人形。 “果然是你们。”妙风的剑钉住了雪下之人的手臂，阻止他再次雪遁，冷冷，“谁的命令？” “嘿。”那个带着面具的人从唇间发出了一声冷笑，忽然间一震，竟将整条左手断了下来！ 雪瞬间纷飞，掩住了那人的身形。 “没用。”妙风冷笑：就算是有同伴掩护，可臂上的血定然让他在雪里无所遁形。 他循着血迹追出，一剑又刺入雪下——这一次，他确信已然洞穿了追电的胸膛。然而仅仅只掠出了一丈，他登时惊觉，瞬间转身，人剑合一扑向马上！ “嗤——”一道无影的细线从雪中掠起，刚刚套上了薛紫夜的咽喉就被及时斩断。然而雪下还有另外一支短箭同时激射而出，直刺薛紫夜心口——杀手们居然是兵分两路，分取他们两人！ 妙风的剑还被缠在细线里，眼看那支短箭从咫尺的雪下激射而来，来不及回手，身子只是一侧，堪堪用肩膀挡住。 薛紫夜低呼了一声，看着箭头从他肩膀后透出来，血已然变成绿色。 “没事。”妙风却是脸色不变，“你站着别动。” “箭有毒！”薛紫夜立刻探手入怀，拿出一瓶白药，迅速涂在他伤口处。 这支箭……难道是飞翩？妙风失惊，八骏，居然全到了？ 他来不及多想，瞬间提剑插入雪地，迅速划了一个圆。 “叮”地一声响，果然，剑在雪下碰到了一物。雪忽然间爆裂开，有人从雪里直跳出来，一把斩马长刀带着疾风迎头落下！ 铜爵的断金斩！ ? 那一击的力量是骇人的，妙风在铜爵那一斩发出后随即抢身斜向冲出，并未直迎攻击。他的身形快如鬼魅，一瞬间就穿过雪雾掠了出去，手中的剑划出一个雪亮的弧，一闪即没—— 在两人身形相交的刹那，铜爵倒地，而妙风平持的剑锋上掠过一丝红。 他不敢离远，一剑得手后旋即点足掠回薛紫夜身侧，低声：“还好么？” “还……还好。”薛紫夜抚摩着咽喉上的割伤，轻声。她有些敬畏地看着妙风手上的剑——因为注满了内息，这把普通的青钢剑上涌动着红色的光，仿佛火焰一路燃烧。 这一瞬的妙风仿佛换了一个人，曾经不惊飞蝶的身上充满了令人无法直视的凛冽杀气。脸上的笑容依旧存在，但那种笑，已然是睥睨生死、神挡杀神的冷笑。 果然不愧是修罗场里和瞳并称的高手！ 她在风雪中努力呼吸，脸色已然又开始逐渐苍白，身形摇摇欲坠。妙风用眼角余光扫着周围，心下忧虑，知道再不为她续气便无法支持。然而此刻大敌环伺，八骏中尚有五人未曾现身，怎能稍有大意？ 地上已然横七竖八倒了一地马尸，开膛破肚，惨不忍睹。 “追风，白兔，蹑景，晨凫，胭脂，出来吧，”妙风将手里的剑插入雪地，缓缓开口，平日一直微笑的脸上慢慢拢上一层杀气，双手交叠压在剑柄上，将长剑一分分插入雪中，“我知道是瞳派你们来的——别让我一个个解决了，一起联手上吧！” 薛紫夜猛然震了一下，脱口低呼出来——瞳？妙风说，是瞳指派的这些杀手？ ! 她僵在那里，觉得寒冷彻心。 剑插入雪地，然而仿佛有火焰在剑上燃烧，周围的积雪不断融化，迅速扩了开去，居然已经将周围三丈内的积雪全部融解！ “嘿，大家都出来算了。”雪地下，忽然有个声音冷冷道，“反正他也快要把雪化光了。” 地面一动，五个影子无声无息地冒了出来，将他们两人围在了中心。 杀气一波波的逼来，几乎将空气都凝结。 “薛谷主。”在她快要无法支持的时候，忽然听到妙风低低唤了一声，随即一只手贴上了背心灵台穴，迅速将内息送入。她惊讶地睁大了眼睛——在这种时候，他居然还敢分出手替她疗伤？ 周围五个人显然也注意到了这一瞬间的变化，然而没有弄清妙风在做什么，怕失去先机，一时间还没有动作。 妙风将内息催加到最大，灌注满薛紫夜的全身筋脉，以保她在离开自己的那段时间内不至于体力不支，后又用传音入密叮嘱：“等一下我牵制住他们五个，你马上向乌里雅苏台跑。” 她咬紧了牙，默默点了点头。 “我会跟上。”妙风补了一句。 “他在替她续气疗伤！快动手！”终于看出了他们之间其实是在拖延时间，八骏里的追风发出低低一声冷笑，那五个影子忽然凭空消失了，风雪里只有漫天的杀气逼了过来！ “快走！”妙风一掌将薛紫夜推出，拔出了雪地里的剑，霍然抬首，一击斩破虚空！