The sound of the wind had traveled hundreds of miles, and a person was riding quickly in front of the endless glacier. It was the end of the twelfth lunar month, and the biting cold wind hit the ice surface and swirled hard ice ballast.

The scholar's unique creation connects the water brought in from the downstream to the other side to form an ice bridge. The rising sun rises slowly and dimly reflects on the glacier, like flowers and stars dotted with blood and tears.

"Hush!"

In the ice and snow, the man on the horse hurriedly rolled off the saddle, breathed into his hands, and quickly picked up a sack from the horse and put it on his back. He walked to the familiar ice cave and kicked it.

A square wooden board was scraped out, with two iron horse springs nailed under the board. Ignoring the horses on the shore, they pedaled on it and slid towards Qiaojia Mountain City.

As soon as he reached the shore, he ran into the city almost like crazy and went straight to the temporary transfer station.

"Who is the leader? If you want to report it!"

As soon as the door was opened, three or five men were warming themselves by the brazier. When they saw a stranger coming unexpectedly, they all lost face and ignored him. They ignored him and continued to talk about the topic.

"Where are you talking about?"

"Hmm...oh, that's right! Shopkeeper Wen stole the potato queen..."

The man who came in was furious when he saw that everyone was ignoring them, but when he came, the leader repeatedly told him not to be angry, so he suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth and said: "Several high-ranking officials, please lead the way. I have something urgent and I must report it to the leader immediately!"

"

They remained calm because this handover station was ordered by the scholar himself, and only their heroes who were responsible for delivering the message knew it.

The conversation between several people started to get full of gunpowder, and they could start a fight with the person who came over at any time. And that person was not someone to be trifled with. Even though he was thin and thin, you could tell from his innocent eyes and accent that this person

Generally they are either Qiang people or nomads.

At this moment, an old man holding a pipe came slowly outside the door. Everyone else sat up and said, "Senior Monk!"

Among the crowd, that person was so obedient that he thought Yuan Sengdao was the leader. He immediately handed over a letter and said: "The leader sent an urgent letter and asked me to deliver it. The matter is urgent.

I hope the leader will consider it!"

After saying that, the man glared at the other people and couldn't help cursing in his heart: It's a good thing you have a relationship with your boss, otherwise someone would come here to report something urgent to you!

Opening the letter, there were only a few lines written briefly inside: The leader quickly fled three miles away, and brother Jinggan was imprisoned in Jinzhile Prison!

Yuan Sengdao was shocked. He put the letter away and looked at the person with vigilance. For fear of lying, he asked politely: "Who are you? Where are you from?"

The man had already stepped out of the door and was about to turn around and leave when he heard Yuan Sengdao yell, turned around and said with a silly smile: "Xiahe City in the northwest, the guests of Nobujiabu are flying on the grass!"

"Xiahe City?"

Yuan Sengdao knew that Xiahe City was far away from here, and the accent in his words didn't sound like a lie. He looked it over and continued to ask: "Are you sure this is a letter to the leader? Do you know who our leader is?"

The man chuckled, clasped his hands and said respectfully: "Burn the torture chambers in the eight alleys, and shake the Xihe Bridge. Who in the Jianghu sect would not pass on the new leader Ma Jun with great abilities!"

In the past, I only heard that Jebu's Qinggong was enough to establish a sect, but today I saw that his disciples were light on their feet and steady on their feet. No wonder they were thousands of miles away and their robes were not stained with dust.

"Fei Cao Shangfei, you are sure to be steady in the third route, but your eyesight is not good enough. Be careful. You look smart and do things perfunctorily! What should I do if I am not the leader of the horse?", for fear that the news will be leaked.

, Wen Sengdao has traveled around the world for many years and is extremely cautious.

The silly boy scratched his hair and said with some embarrassment: "You have only learned two-thirds of the Yuan family's thirty-six leg tricks. Leader Jeb taught me and I have a message for you. Don't be unconvinced.

You are the master of the road, but you are not even close to the next three roads. Hahaha, I will go to Dezhuang first!"

I think Jeb still hasn't forgotten what happened back then. When he wanted to compete, he encountered a great disaster. Shuitiansi was suddenly disbanded, so this matter was shelved for decades.

The young man at this moment was obviously not what he imagined. Instead, he was capable and sharp. From his wise words, Yuan Sengdao suddenly realized that everything about Jebu had been passed down to Cao Shangfei.

Without doing anything to stop him, he watched with admiration as Cao Shangfei disappeared outside the door, causing several people who had used the brazier to warm themselves up to laugh sarcastically: "Senior has great skills, but he was made fun of by a young boy!"

After the scholar's strict layout and fortification, although the city was still in ruins, the news was absorbed accurately, and the communication between the transfer station and Zhuang Shang was quickly conveyed. Cao Shangfei was still a step late, and saw Ma Jun and several people sitting upright.

Renyi Hall was waiting for him, so he stepped forward with some embarrassment and said, "Fly on the grass and pay homage to the leader!"

According to the news in the city, this person was not from Jeb. Why did he mistakenly identify him? Ma Jun paused for a moment, unable to react, and glanced at Xu Yuan.

When Xu Yuan learned that Ma Jun was confused, he immediately asked: "The people who came here have forgotten our sect. What do you mean by opening your mouth and keeping your mouth shut?"

I have heard for a long time that Ma Jun's martial arts are very good, and the majesty he sits in Renyi Hall is no less majestic than Tie Zhan. No wonder Luo Sang has long seen the kingly aura in him.

Just one sentence made Ma Jun and his staff suspicious. He was truly worthy of being admired by Jeb. So he immediately put down his baggage, took out a clumsy knife from the baggage, held his hand in front of his chest and said: "The back of the knife is like a ruler, and the blade is shining.

, it’s rare nowadays, does the leader know it?”

The moment the knife was taken out of the bag, Ma Jun was confused. At this time, he was even more shocked and asked: "The person holding the knife is really in Jinzhile Prison?"

"It's absolutely true!" Cao Shangfei insisted, then presented the knife and continued: "The big city with clear sky suddenly started to snow after three days, and I saw this kind of strange phenomenon when I was passing by that day.

When I looked up, a white mist shrouded me, and then there was a thunderstorm that struck directly at the Empress Temple outside the city. The wind in the city was strong, so I quickly went up to check it out. There was not much money left for sesame oil in the temple, and the statue of the Empress was

There was a gash on the top of my head!"

Xu Yuan naturally couldn't believe such a weird thing in broad daylight, so Fu Er said to Ma Jun: "Beware of this person, the northwest wind is blowing hard now, I don't know what kind of actions the subordinates of Tie Zhan's Wolf Slayer Temple will take!"

Ma Jun obviously listened to Xu Yuan's words. Without hesitation, he pointed at Cao Shangfei and said, "Where do you get the evidence? Jing Gan is wearing an ordinary sword, but it looks a little different!"

A thunderbolt from the sky was introduced into the Niangniang Temple and hit the knife. Cao Shangfei also knew that this was far-fetched, so it would be better to point out the traces on the knife.

It is common for the Netherworld Escort Agency to master the magical skill of phantom. The man in the hall who was taking the sword suddenly felt his hand lightly. When he looked up, he saw Cao Shangfei chasing him to the front of the steps with the sword. He was so shocked that Ma Jun immediately had his luck in his palm, anytime and anywhere.

They can all break through with one blow.

Ma Jun was on guard, and Cao Shangfei naturally knew it. He quickly lowered the marked side of the knife to the table without revealing anything, then knelt on one knee and said: "I hope the leader will forgive me. Cao Shangfei doesn't understand the rules on the road very well."

, but I understand that there are not many people who can be respected by Master! Let’s look at the authenticity of the blade!”
Chapter completed!