A group of four people rode horses slowly on the snowy field. From time to time, Xi Lingyue looked at Wang Zhongsheng, who volunteered to follow, and his cousin Li Yuanhe, who was his companion, without concealing the irritability in his eyes.

Wang Zhongsheng felt uncomfortable when she saw him and explained: "Senior Teng heard that you were going out and was worried, so he asked me to follow you."

If it weren't for the tight manpower in the inn, Teng Yining would have even wanted to accompany them on their trip. She exercised her skills with the young man from the Golden Sword Wo Yimen last night and felt that she was almost recovered.

"Then it's up to you two heroes to escort the little girl." Xilingyue clenched her fists at Wang and Li in a strange manner on horseback.

"Brother Yu, don't get me wrong." Li Yuanhe, the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, spoke to Yu Shiqi, "It's not that we look down on your Tongfeng Sect, but I heard Senior Teng from the Huangwu Sect say that you seem to be

I can't use the sword for some special reasons."

Yu Shiqi gave him an easy-going smile, and had no objections to the two of them traveling together. It was just that these two people seemed to have made something wrong - the one who should be respected the most among the four people here actually seemed harmless to humans and animals.

Xiling Yue.

Although he didn't see how she executed Yan Guming that day, but based on Yan Guming's strength alone, Yu Shiqi knew that the three of them might not be her opponent if they joined forces.

"What a vast snowfield. If there were fewer clouds in the sky, it would look even more magnificent." Li Yuanhe said with emotion as he looked into the distance.

"If there weren't so many clouds blocking the sun, your eyes would be burned by the snow before long." Xilingyue sneered.

Li Yuanhe was dubious. After all, he was not a local, and he did not dare to question it in person.

Although Wang Zhongsheng looked into the distance like Li Yuanhe, what he was thinking about was not the majestic snowfield landscape, but the Heaven-Opening Sword Technique of My Mind: "Where the sky and the earth meet, the snow clouds cut across like a straight line, just like cutting through the sky with a single sword."

When I went out, the swordsman's thoughts were endless. I seemed to have some enlightenment, but I didn't quite understand what it felt like..."

"Isn't your sword broken?" Xilingyue teased.

Wang Zhongsheng's expression turned dark. After the Baipi Sword was broken, he now had no usable weapons with him. The Scale Sword was Li Yuanhe's saber. The two of them did not bring spare knives when they came out this time. They had to wait until they returned to Chen.

Only Lin has an explanation.

Now he wants to learn Japanese sword skills from Teng Yining, so he can only temporarily borrow his cousin Li Yuanhe's sword.

"But the knife in my heart has not been broken yet." He didn't seem to say this to Xi Lingyue, but to himself.

"Brother Wang, is there any reason why you are so obsessed with martial arts?" Yu Shiqi actually wanted to ask Wang Zhongsheng last night. He had been influenced by his master Yu Lingwei since he was a child, and he believed that practicing martial arts would be enough to be able to defend himself.

Here we are, in the clouds

Under the guidance of Bu Shechuan, Jian slightly started to pursue a higher level, but deep down he still didn't care much about his martial arts training, otherwise he wouldn't have given up the gift from the goddess without even thinking about it.

Encounter an incredible opportunity.

"Learning martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat." Li Yuanhe rushed to say, "My peers are all working hard to practice. If we stand still, we are retreating."

"That's not what I meant..."

"Brother Yu wants to ask why I practice swordsmanship and why I want to become stronger." Wang Zhongsheng obviously understood.

"Yes, if there is an opportunity for Brother Wang to become the best in the world, Brother Wang will definitely not refuse it."

Xilingyue interposed a rhetorical question: "Will you refuse?"

Yu Shiqi smiled: "Rather than being the best in martial arts, I might be more excited about becoming a world-famous painter."

"Everyone has his own ambitions." Li Yuanhe actually understood quite well.

Wang Zhongsheng said: "It would be too arrogant to say that I want to be the best in the world now, but I really want to make myself stronger. As for why... Brother Yu, you like painting, do you need a reason?"

After hearing this, Yu Shiqi looked astonished. It turned out that Wang Zhongsheng's sword practice and his own painting practice were essentially the same. They were both actions of loving something to the extreme and wanting to do it well.

No matter what you do, interest and love are the biggest driving forces.

"Perhaps this is because the authorities are obsessed with it. I didn't expect this." He said mockingly, "It probably has something to do with the fact that I am not that interested in martial arts. When I was learning martial arts, in order to work hard on myself, I would do anything for myself.

Find your own reasons."

"Then what reasons did you find?" Xilingyue asked.

"When I was a child, I wanted to be praised by my master and my wife. Later I became more sensible and thought that I should at least be able to protect myself when traveling in the world. Then when I came to Yunzhongjian, I began to hope that I would have the ability to punish rape, eliminate evil and protect the weak." He recalled that he had focused on

During the time when I was learning martial arts, a pure smile appeared on my lips involuntarily.

Xilingyue clicked her tongue repeatedly and said, "Yunzhongjian needs to deal with all kinds of cunning villains, but you don't want to become stronger, so it's no wonder you can't stay."

Not only did Yu Shiqi not take it seriously, he also followed her words and laughed at himself: "Yes, yes, maybe this is also the reason why I have to leave."

At this time, both Li Yuanhe and Wang Zhongsheng had vaguely realized that Xiling Yue was sharp-tongued and a bit sharp in her words. The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, listening but no longer taking the initiative to answer.

The two of them had already noticed that, with Yu Shiqi's easy-going demeanor, Xilingyue couldn't find anything even if she wanted to make trouble.

So the small talk came to an abrupt end after that, and the four people in the group were silent. The four horses left long hoof prints on the snowy field.

After a long time, Xilingyue looked at a towering snow-capped mountain in the distance, stretched out her hand and said to the others: "Let's turn back when we get there today. When we return, I will take you to the south road. If you don't meet anyone, you can go there."

Forget it."

After all, it was impossible for the four of them to completely search this vast expanse of snow with just the strength of the four of them. She could only focus on the place where the road used to be before the snowfall, hoping that even if someone was in trouble, they would not deviate too far from the road.

Li Yuanhe raised his hand to build a pergola in front of his forehead and looked at the snow mountain, whispering: "That's not far..."

After he finished speaking, he regretted in his heart, and began to worry that Xi Lingyue didn't know what words to use to attack him. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear Xi Lingyue's voice, but the words of his cousin Wang Zhongsheng rang next to him: "As the saying goes, run to the mountains.

Damn it, that mountain is so close now, it might be afternoon by the time we pass it."

"Uh-" Xilingyue suddenly shouted to stop his mount, and gestured for the other three to stop as well.

The remaining seventeen and others were puzzled and stopped their horses to look at her together.

Xilingyue didn't explain, she jumped off the horse neatly, ran a few steps forward, leaned down and pushed away a piece of snow on the ground.

There is a person buried underneath!

The man was wearing black clothes, and only a corner of his face was exposed on the snow. Yu Shiqi and others didn't notice it, thinking it was a protruding black rock.

The three of them couldn't help but secretly admire Xilingyue for his careful observation. Yu Shiqi and Wang Zhongsheng looked at each other, and they both dismounted and went over to help.

But before the two of them got close, they heard Xilingyue sigh: "He is already dead."

"Dead? Master, are you sure?" Li Yuanhe, who was still watching the horse, turned his head when he heard the sound, his two thick eyebrows stuck together, like a "one" written with a brush.

Yu Shiqi and Wang Zhongsheng, who had already approached her, had no doubts like Li Yuanhe after looking at her, because the man had a sharp knife stuck in his chest, and the blood from the wound had long dried and condensed.

Xilingyue took a little effort to pull out the knife from the dead body. After taking a look at it, she said with certainty: "Looking at the shape, it is a common knife among the Yuezhi people. It is very useful for cutting beef and fruits."

"But judging from his face and clothes, this person must be from Chenling." Wang Zhongsheng said with his chin held high.

Xilingyue reached into the deceased's clothes and groped around, found a birth book, and threw it to Yu Shiqi: "Nian Nian."

"Yao Guangcheng, born in the fifth year of Taiye, is from Yaojia Village, Jiyuan Township, Dashi City, Linzhou. He is a businessman..."

"Who would kill him? The Yuezhi Kingdom's folk knife was used." Wang Zhongsheng looked confused.

"If you ask me, they must be thieves and horse bandits." Li Yuanhe also came over at some point.

Xilingyue rolled her eyes: "Master Li, there may be thieves and horse bandits in the Western Wilderness, but no one will come out to rob the road at this time."

"The corpse looks very fresh, and it has only been dead for two or three hours." Wang Zhongsheng asserted.

Xilingyue rolled her eyes again: "Wang Daxia, you can't use your experience and knowledge in the Chenlin Central Plains to judge the dead man in the Western Wilderness Snowfield. His body was buried in ice and snow, and the cold inhibited the decay."

Wang Zhongsheng blushed and asked humbly: "How long has this person been dead?"

"I can only say within two days." Xilingyue's eyes flashed.
Chapter completed!