[Lu Xiaofeng] Blindness

The ice wall is completely vertical, and there is no way to relay it. There are ice chestnuts hanging under the high-altitude iron cables.

Ximen Chuuxue drew out his sword, cut off more than a dozen palm-sized pieces of ice, pierced them directly into the ice wall, and then used his strength to climb up the ice peak.

Ye Gucheng was with him, and when they reached the peak, Ximen Chuuxue smelled blood.

He returned to the former cave, but there was no one in it.

And behind the cave, there was a low whine.

Ximen Chuixue went forward and saw the wolf, whose fore paws had been cut off, and at this moment, it was already dying.

He clenched his hands tightly and stroked its back lightly.

It raised its head and seemed to recognize him, but with a final howl of despair, it lost its breath completely.

Ximen Chuuxue walked in the direction of its last wooden pipe.

Ten steps later, he saw a mess, the sword marks on the ground were extremely scattered.

Ye Gucheng said: "There are at least four people."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded slowly.

"Walk."

It shouldn't be too long, he has to catch up.

The two followed the traces, and finally disappeared on a cliff, and there were no bones under the cliff.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, a little puzzled.

"I don't know life or death yet."

"Do you know who Wu Ming is?"

"I have some impressions." Ye Gucheng exhaled, "Unnamed Island."

This trip was not as peaceful as expected.

Ximen Chuuxue sat in front of the bonfire, and the flames flickered.

This is a tribe on the grassland. They still remember him, so they live here temporarily. But these people don't know anything about the snowy mountains. Ximen Chuuxue feels that things will not be simple.

Until someone came over and sat opposite him.

The man's eyes were bright and he rubbed his hands.

"I've been looking for you for a long time before I found out that you were here."

Ximen Chuixue said: "Sikong Zhaixing."

"Is City Lord Ye with you?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded.

"I'm here to help someone."

"Oh? It's Lu Xiaofeng."

"Yes, it's Lu Xiaofeng." Sikong Zaixing was smiling, he spread out his palms, with two beards on them, "He was hunted down by a man named Gong Jiu because of a woman, he might be dying now, so beg me to come to you .”

"are you going?"

Ximen Chuuxue kept a cold face and didn't say a word.

Sikong Zhaixing took a sip of the broth boiled in the fire: "Don't be so absolute, I have been to the mountain before, Uta is dead, but those two old immortals are fine, Gong Jiu, from the nameless island."

Ximen Chuuxue's pupils shrank.

"I go."

"Hey." Sikong Zhaixing smirked, "There is one more thing about City Lord Ye, but before that, you have to answer me a question."

"Oh."

"Who's down here, you or Lord Ye?"

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were cold and sharp.

"What do you mean?"

Sikong Zhaixing approached him, "You guys haven't even slept in bed, have you?"

"Boring." Ximen Chuuxue pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Sikong Zhaixing was instantly discouraged, "Okay, okay, I don't want to ask, but now there are rumors in the world that Lord Ye was saved by you, and the imperial court seems to know about it, and they won't let it go."

"How come so many people know about this?"

Knowing that Ye Gucheng is not dead, apart from Baiyuncheng, there is only Yu Luocha, Qin Ye will not talk nonsense.

"It's not like Yu Luocha's style."

"I heard that the earliest news is that someone bought it from the Nameless Island."

"I see." Ximen Chuuxue's face was covered by shadows, and no expression could be seen.

Sikong Zhaixing saw a white shadow approaching in the distance, and hurriedly said: "Then I'll go first."

"Who was it just now?" Ye Gucheng sat down.

"Sikong Zhaixing." Ximen Chuixue held Ye Gucheng's hand, and relayed the news that Sikong Zhaixing just brought.

Ye Gucheng quickly made another decision: "I will go to Baiyun City, you go to save Lu Xiaofeng."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded slowly, he knew that this was already the best choice.

Lu Xiaofeng did not expect that Gong Jiu would have such a quirk, after all his swordsmanship is so good.

A swordsman with such a high level of swordsmanship is generally not very bad in character. Putting this sentence on Gong Jiu is obviously very incorrect. It seems that he has already trampled on the words "sword like a man".

But Gong Jiu actually doesn't think he is a swordsman. He uses a sword, but he feels the same as using a knife. It is a handy tool. eager to try.

What kind of weakness does such a person have?

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know, but he knew that if Ximen didn't come again, he might turn into a dead phoenix.

Ximen Chuuxue paid 500 taels of silver for a boat, and it took three days to reach Wuming Island.

He was dressed in white, colder than snow, colder than ice.

Standing on the shore are all first-rate martial arts masters. They know many long-lost stunts, which belonged to others decades ago.

But Ximen Chuuxue is a living legend of swordsmanship.

Gong Jiu stood at the front, just looking at this person, his heart was filled with indescribable heat.

After the Forbidden City, everyone in the world has recognized that Ximen Fuxue is the No. 1 Kendo in the world, and he is not yet in his thirties this year. This honor is unique.

Ximen Chuixue stepped off the boat.

Gong Jiu smiled at him.

"In Lower Palace Nine, owner Ximen, please."

The first one to walk in was the casino.

"I'll pick you up." Ximen Chuuxue looked slightly cold.

"Lu Xiaofeng lost a total of 5000 taels here."

"Oh?" Ximen Chuuxue remained expressionless, "Is that all?"

The middle-aged man sitting on the banker's seat glanced at Mr. Jiu, and suddenly said: "This is the amount he lost at that time, but after so many days, no one came to pay it back. This is 6000 yuan with interest. Two, there are other custody fees, food expenses..."

Ximen Chuuxue had an extra stack of bank notes in his hand, interrupting his chatter.

"10 taels, is that enough?"

The middle-aged man had a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't help looking at Gong Jiu again.

Jiu Gongzi pursed his lips, and suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand.

"The owner of Ximen is really generous, but there is one thing missing."

"Oh?"

"This is the unnamed island, and it's also the den of foxes. Since you're here, how about taking a gamble? No matter the outcome, Lu Xiaofeng, I can leave it to you."

"I never gamble with anyone."

Gong Jiu seldom smiled, his complexion was not much warmer than Ximen Chuixue's.

"It's the rule."

Ximen Chuuxue put his hands on the table, holding the dice, Gong Jiu thought that he had given in, and felt some indescribable regret.

But those hands can break gold and stone, and can fold swords.

Ximen Chuuxue put down his hands.

The ground was in a mess, the tables and chairs were overturned, and all the gaming tools were turned into powder and fell down.

"In this way, there is no need to compare."

Gong Jiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "It really is Ximen Chuuxue, there are not many people in the world who are qualified to lift this table, you are the first one."

Ximen Chuuxue was a little impatient.

"so?"

"Come with me, I'll take you to see Lu Xiaofeng."

This is a corridor that looks very deep. People who walk in this place will definitely feel fear. It is a feeling of suffocation that cannot be breathed, because the place is really narrow, and it is a bit difficult for a person to pass through.

Gong Jiu held the lamp and walked ahead.

Ximen Chuuxue followed closely, and he suddenly heard a very strange sound, it seemed to be under his feet, it seemed to be on top of his head, and it seemed to be beside him.

Gong Jiu's pace became slower and slower.

In addition, there was an indescribable gasping sound, as if there were ants crawling on his throat.

He fell down suddenly, and then grabbed Ximen Chuuxue's hem.

"I……"

Gong Jiu's face was covered with cold sweat, and his breath was short of breath like a drowning person.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned and knelt down. He grabbed Gong Jiu's wrist, wanting to check if he was poisoned, but he didn't want the other party to press his hand on his face.

"Please, hurry up." Gong Jiu had an indescribable idiot on his face, the corners of his eyes were red, and he tore at his own clothes indiscriminately.

"Quickly, hit me with your sword."

Ximen backed away quickly, until he was three meters away.

"What are you doing?" His voice was cold and hard.

Gong Jiu seemed to be getting more excited, his fingers left streaks of blood on his skin.

He crawled towards Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue looked back, seeing the darkness, he took a deep breath, suppressing the soreness in his throat.

"Tear--"

Gong Jiu's face was still red, trying hard to grab Ximen Chuuxue's sleeve, but the latter didn't give him this chance, and directly tied him up with his own belt.Then Ximen Chuuxue grabbed his collar and walked forward with a cold face.

Lu Xiaofeng was originally sitting against the wall, feeling depressed, he was thinking of Shaman, then Gong Jiu, he even thought of Ximen Chuuxue, he already knew all the plans, but he didn't know if anyone would come to rescue him.

Ximen Chuuxue should be in the South China Sea with Ye Gucheng. As friends, he is happy to see their success, but he can't help worrying about them, even if he knows how powerful these two are in martial arts, he is still worried.

He and Ximen Chuuxue have known each other for a long time, and they also have friendship with Ye Gucheng.

So, you can't help worrying.

There were footsteps, the sound of heavy objects rubbing against the ground, and a dull sound that seemed to be gagged.

The figure of Ximen Chuuxue appeared outside the prison.

Lu Xiaofeng almost jumped up in fright.

He drew his sword and opened the lock.

Lu Xiaofeng quickly came out of the prison where he had been imprisoned for many days, but found that Ximen Chuuxue's expression was very ugly. He quickly threw away the things in his hand, and took a few steps back to the side.

Seeing that it was Gong Jiu, and Gong Jiu in a sick state, Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and slapped him several times.

Gong Jiu blinked, and suddenly said: "I have a whip on my waist."

Lu Xiaofeng took off the whip with a sullen face.

Gong Jiu said again: "I want Ximen Chuuxue to whip me, you don't have the strength."

"You have quite a lot to ask for!" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly lowered her head, "You have imprisoned me for so many days, and I haven't changed my socks. If you want to try it..."

Gong Jiu suddenly returned to normal. He likes to be beaten, but he also has a bit of cleanliness. When he was sick, he didn't mind a little, but now he minds a lot.

"How to get out?"

"You can't get out." Gong Jiu shook his head, "This is a one-way road, you can only go in, you can't go out. The only mechanism needs to be opened from the outside."