In the seven hundred and twenty years of Tiantongli, the cold wind in the north swept thousands of miles and the snow drooped in the river.

The bustling and rich pedestrians in Yuliang City were still crowded, and a twelve-man black armored cavalry rushed into the city gate with snow wind.

The sound of a tall horse stomping on the ground was far along the stone road, and the pedestrians hurriedly avoided it in fear.

The black-armored cavalry were covered with iron leaves, only a pair of cold eyes were revealed, like a gust of wind blew across the market.

Even when they passed by for a long time, the flying snow behind them refused to fall.

"Fortunately, I'll hide quickly, so it's not good to be killed by these Black Knights."

When the black rider's back disappeared, the pedestrians who avoided him returned to the middle of the road, but they had no dissatisfaction in their eyes, but were full of envy.

"This is the elite of my Tianwu Dynasty. Every time I see their eyes, I tremble all over. Are these adults trying to wipe out the demons of the Xuanmo Sect in the North?"

"I don't know, I heard that these black armored cavalry are at the lowest level of the 8th level of the cyclone realm. It would be great if my son could become a black armored cavalry. He enjoyed 3,000 acres of fertile land and was exempt from taxes and labor service for the entire clan. He could practice the "Black Water Catalogue" of our Tianwu Dynasty. Even the city lord would be polite when he saw it."

"Wang Laosi, don't dream. Your son can't sense spiritual power at all, let alone the cyclone realm that can only be condensed by three hundred spiritual power veins. You should let him be a butcher with peace of mind, hahahaha."

"Haha, I can brag too, let alone the cyclone realm, I still want to become a spiritual practitioner in the Jianghe realm and become a county magistrate in the dynasty."

The crowd was talking, bringing a warm atmosphere to this winter.

An old woman with gray hair and worn cotton coat was curled up in the corner, still trembling in this cold winter. Her turbid eyes tried hard to look at the crowd discussing, but she was blurry and could only see a heavy shadow.

Listening to those people discussing the realm of spiritual practitioners, an envious look flashed in the old woman's eyes.

But after hearing this for a while, he sighed and wrapped his cotton coat hard.

It would be great if my unsatisfactory son was so promising.

She didn't expect any induction spiritual power at all. If her son could become an outstanding strongman among mortals, he could make a living in the army... it would be enough to make her thank God.

"Oh, when will the snow stop... I will be unable to lift the pot at home for another two days." The old woman's eyes flashed with sorrow, and she put her palms full of frostbite in front of her and sniffed her breath.

That incompetent son never wanted to suffer a little to make money, and this family really couldn't hold on anymore.

As he thought about it, sadness came from it, and the old woman quietly wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Qin Zhao, it's not good. Your son was beaten up. It's so miserable in Dongshifang."

A woman in her thirties ran over and looked at the blind woman with a look of unbearable expression.

The Qin family's prodigal things are all sixteen years old, and they don't study or practice martial arts, and they eat and wait for death every day. The Qin Zhao family's mother is less than forty years old, but she looks like a sixty-year-old woman.

ah?

Qin Zhao was so scared that he lost his soul and didn't want the stall anymore. He ran east like crazy.

"Oh, it's so pitiful."

There were a few sighs behind him.

Dongshifang.

A figure was kicked away heavily, hitting the wooden stake where horses were tied up on the street, and fainted.

Another young man in brocade clothes raised his head and signaled his subordinates to look over.

The beautiful gown of the fainted man was torn open and the patched inside was immediately exposed.

"Hahahaha, it turns out that they are all pretending. They are all white with tendons, but they are cowardly, and this waste owes five thousand yuan to the casino. Can this virtue take out a hundred copper coins?"

"Master Gao, this guy seems to have no breath." A big man leaned over and tried his breath, and said with his head up.

"It is natural to pay back the debt. Who would stand up for this kind of waste and throw it to the Xingluo River?"

The young man in Jinfu had a cold eyes. In the seven years since Gao Tianshang took charge of Jinshang Gambling, no one has been able to owe the gambling house money and go out intact.

"Yes, Master."

Two big men with muscles walked over, one grabbed an arm, and walked out like a dead dog.

The crowd gathered in front of Jinshang Gambling House scattered.

On the banks of Xingluo River, the bare weeping willows are covered with ice crystals. A "corpse" was thrown under the tree by two big men.

Snow falls and covers it.

When the two strong men left, the silence of the Xingluo River returned to its peak.

No one saw the thin snowflakes floating above the weeping willow...

From pure white, quietly turned into purple.

The snowflakes slowly gathered in the air and condensed into a dagger covered with lilac light. Then the vision disappeared, and the dagger that suddenly appeared fell straight down.

With a puff, the dagger sank deep into the snow and the chest of the "corpse".

Under the snow, all the purple light like breathing was injected into the corpse.

Outside the city, a hunched figure was staggering towards here.

"Son! My son!"

Amid the shrill howling, the old woman desperately digged the snow pile.

...

The black water was like a dragon, tearing the snow curtain apart. Including the effort of going to the city lord's mansion, the fish beam passed by in less than a moment.

The leader's black cavalry, covered with iron armor, suddenly raised his palm.

Xilulu~

The tall war horse was strangled, and the front hooves were heavily stepped into the snow, and the eleven horses behind him were strangled at the same time.

The snow was flying, but there was no ice flower within three feet of these people.

In the eyes of those city guards, these people looked like twelve sculptures from a distance, and their backs were solemn that they could not breathe.

But the old woman in the distance was a little annoyed, which made the city guard worried whether she would annoy these Black Shui Cavalry.

"Thousands of Riders?"

"I send a letter to Yuliangcheng, and report that Gao Wenlu is well-managed, loyal to the emperor and the people, and the army is well-behaved." The leader glanced at the woman crying not far away, with no mercy in her indifferent eyes.

"promise."

A bird that was snow-white and not as big as a palm suddenly flew up and hid in the sky.

The leader looked into the vast white land in the distance, "After ten thousand years, who would have thought that the twelve ancient monuments were real? This first monument had already turned Nanzhao upside down as soon as it appeared. The battle between the Divine Emperor was only a thousand years ago. What is the trace of the demonic figure of the Xuanmo Sect in the North?"

"After a thousand cavalry, there are sixteen places in the north, and the beacon fires are burning three places." The voice behind him is as loud as iron.

"Can there be any abnormal movements in the Great Wilderness Yan Palace?"

"It's as quiet as usual. I think it's the sudden blizzard that broke their pace this year."

"Where is the one in the east?"

"Tianwu secretly reported that Master Bai Hong under the Emperor's command has set off. As for the whereabouts of Emperor himself and the other five national masters, it is unknown."

"There is only Western Xinjiang left... Liuyun Lingtai said it was a sure thing, and he actually calculated this year of strange phenomena early."

"Thousands of cavalry, Helan's lineage reported that the border was safe. It seems that our trip is to be enemies of those sects." Another black water cavalry spoke in the voice of anger.

"Hmph, all those who block my Black Water Cavalry will kill you." The indifferent eyes were filled with solemnity, and the voice was as cold as iron, "Continue to march."

"promise!"

When the black-armored leader, known as Qianqi, passed the causeway, snow waves raised the face of the crying old woman.

A cold word penetrated the snow curtain and came into the old woman's ears, "Why are you crying and howling?"

Qin Zhao looked up in shock and trembled all over.

"My son, isn't dead?"

In the heavy snow all over the sky, this team of black riders disappeared from their sight like arrows.

The city guards in the distance breathed a long sigh.

"I'm so scary. You said they would suddenly turn around and give me a spear. Will the city gate collapse?" asked a man rubbed his chest.

"I don't know if the door collapses. I just know that you will definitely die. Hahaha, Zhang Ergou, don't be scared to pee your pants at that time."

"Get out! Why do you wet your pants even though I die?"

"Hahaha! Hey, look at whether that old lady was scared crazy."

These city guards laughed and watched the old woman carry a "corpse" on her back, and staggered towards the distance while smiling madly.

...

...

"Son, we won't bet anymore. Mom will support you and live a good life. Mom will save you money to marry a good wife."

"Drink some hot porridge for a whole day, you're talking to your mother."

In the dilapidated thatched hut, Qin Zhao's turbid eyes were both joyful and sad.

Her son's chest was stabbed into a dagger and survived the disaster, which shows that God does not want to stop the Qin family.
To be continued...