After passing through the long tunnel, it is the Snow Country.

This is outside Shanhaiguan, east of Guandong, and north of the northern border. It was originally a bitter and cold place in the northern border of the Ming Dynasty. It can only be seen in summer in just a few months all year round, and the temperature is extremely low in most months. In the distance, it is surrounded by mountains and the top of the mountain is snowy all year round. The most famous of them is the Daxue Mountain, which is thousands of feet high and stands tall in the clouds, and looks very spectacular.

Emperor Chengzu established the Nurgandus here, which belongs to Jilin Province. Most of the people here were hunters. Later, after introducing cold-resistant rice, they began to plant a season of rice on a large scale in the plains east of the snow-capped mountains. Because the rice grains are long, full and chewy and fragrant, they have always been praised by nobles in the capital. Over the years, this place has become increasingly prosperous, becoming the most prosperous city in the northern border, and has also won the reputation of "the Jiangnan outside the border".

At the entrance of the tunnel, there is a small inn. Since it is the only way to the city of Nurgan, many vendors gather here. Over time, it has become a small town. Many business trips from Kanto and Nurgan like to stay here for replenishment.

Although it is mid-spring, the temperature here is still very low. Everyone is wearing thick cold clothes. People here know how to enjoy it. Regardless of family conditions, they basically wear mink furs in the mountains. Even those who are financially strapped will make a set of sheepskin fur on their bodies. In addition to business trips, there are many gangsters who go to Nurgan City. Especially in summer, it is the best time to make a pilgrimage to the Great Snow Mountain.

Yang Xueqiong was wearing a tight duck down jacket and sat in a tea shop with several disciples in the clan to rest. After a day of travel, everyone was exhausted and urgently needed a pot of hot tea and a few cups of warm wine to replenish their strength. Moreover, the horses were gradually losing strength. They were preparing to rest here for a night to nourish their energy. In another two or three days, they would arrive in Nurgan City.

The White Horse Gang is the largest gang in Nurkan City. Although it is just a third-rate gang in the world, it is the largest gang in Nurkan City. When the leader Yang Yanlong was young, he mistakenly entered the Daxue Mountains and picked up a sword book. After practicing for several years, he became the number one master in the city. He was open-minded and had a northerner temperament. He made many friends and was very generous in the Guandong area.

This Yang Xueqiong is the eldest daughter of Yang Yanlong, the leader of the White Horse Gang.

Three years ago, he had a relationship with the Kantong Sword Sect. After paying a lot of money, he sent Yang Xueqiong and several disciples with good qualifications in the gang to the Kantong Sword Sect to learn swords. Yang Xueqiong was also very successful. In less than two years, he had already practiced in the Wen Realm. In the third year, he practiced to the Wen Realm and became the most outstanding master of the young generation of the White Horse Gang.

However, half a year ago, a sudden change occurred in the Kanto Sword Sect.

The head of the Kanto Kanto hero Guo Changfeng died in Shaolin Temple, while the deputy head of the Kanto Kanto was in a devilish way by practicing martial arts, and fell from a half-step Tongxiang Realm to Zhixuan Middle Realm. Later, something even more strange happened. The disciples in the Kanto Sword Sect had fallen to more or less realms, and Yang Xueqiong was expected to be promoted to Zhixuan Realm at the end of last year, but for some reason, he was always stuck in the Wen Realm and could not go further.

Yang Xueqiong clearly felt that the true essence of heaven and earth had decreased.

Later, she heard that there was a great disaster in the Central Plains and the capital was almost ruined, so she guessed that the thinness of the real world was related to this matter. However, this was a very distant thing for her, and she didn't care much about it. However, her father had high hopes for her, wanted her to become a famous teacher, visit high-quality friends, practiced a skilled sword technique, and went back to inherit the industry of the White Horse Gang. This was what she had been doing over the years. She did not want to live up to her father's expectations, but her stop in swordsmanship could only make her anxious. When the Guandong Sword Sect encountered a bottleneck, one month ago, Yang Xueqiong received a letter from her father. After hearing that the White Horse Gang encountered a crisis, she decided to bid farewell to the Kantong Sword Sect.

Return to Nurkan City with his tribe members.

After three years of studying, Yang Xueqiong felt relieved when she thought of seeing her sister.

I haven't seen each other for three years, the little girl must have grown a lot taller, right?

Not long after her sister was born, their mother died of illness and they had a good relationship. Yang Xueqiong looked at her since she was a child. I remember when she left three years ago, her sister hugged her sister's thigh and refused to let her go. She was only five years old at that time, and she cried like tears. I wonder what her Yang Xiling has become now?

The sound of horse hooves interrupted her thoughts.

Yang Xueqiong saw a black carriage coming towards her. The carriage was very simple and had a sword engraved on it. It should be the logo of a certain family. Yang Xueqiong thought that most people who came to Nurgan City at this time were going to pilgrimage to Daxue Mountain. She often encountered it when she was in the city, so it was no wonder.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the tea shop.

A woman in a white marten fur got off the carriage. The cold weather made her unable to help wrap her clothes tightly, her hands kept breathing, and then heated her ears. Due to the cold weather, her face turned red with a little cold. Seeing that the woman had no internal strength and her appearance was very ordinary, she looked at her again, and she looked at her proudly, her tall figure, and her face as if she was soaking in fish and falling geese, she couldn't help but feel proud.

Yang Xueqiong is born with a beauty. Over the years, countless young talents have pursued her in Kanto, but she is infatuated with swordsmanship and is very indifferent to men and women. However, even so, every time she goes out, she will attract countless people's attention, which makes her very proud. Who in the world doesn't love beauty? What's more, she is beautiful in the beginning.

Women love to compare, which is nature. So when they see a white marten woman's appearance is ordinary, she quickly turns her eyes elsewhere.

At this time, a man's voice came from the car, "Pinger, why didn't I pay attention? Have you run out?"

The voice was very light and gentle, which attracted Yang Xueqiong's gaze.

A man walked out of the car, wearing a Confucian shirt and white clothes. He didn't feel cold in this weather. Yang Xueqiong heard that some people were born with a body condition and did not expect to meet him here. When she looked up and saw the man's appearance, she was immediately attracted by the man in white. Her handsome appearance, elegant temperament, and an indescribable gentleness on her face.

The only regret is that there is a faint scar on the man’s chin. Even so, this is a face that makes all women in the world jealous.

It's just strange, why would such a handsome man be with a woman with such an ordinary appearance?

Her interest was immediately attracted.

The man came to the woman, held her hand, helped her warm her hands, and then moved into her body a force to help her resist the cold. "If you feel cold, go back to the car and sit in the car. There is a hand stove and foot stove, don't damage your body."

The woman looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance and said excitedly, "This is the first time I have seen a snow-capped mountains."

The accent was a bit soft and soft in Jiangnan Wudi. Yang Xueqiong had to admit that her voice was very nice. She turned her eyes to other places, but her ears were always paying attention to the young woman. The woman said again, "I heard that Daxue Mountain is the closest place to the fairy world. If the night is quiet, you can still eavesdrop on the immortals."

The man smiled, "That god's voice is quite loud."

Hearing this sentence, Yang Xueqiong burst into laughter. This man was not only handsome, but also spoke so interestingly. He couldn't help but look at him again, his face flushed, and he thought to himself, what's wrong with me today? However, seeing that the man's eyes are always on the woman.

I couldn't even look at myself, and I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

She has been beautiful since childhood and has always been arrogant about her appearance, but he seems to have never seen his existence at all.

The woman was also amused and laughed, but then she coughed again. The man helped her massage her back. After a long time, the woman said, "That night, I committed such a great sin. Brother, do you think I will not be able to enter the fairy world after I die? If I go to hell, I will be scared."

The man said, "Stop thinking about it. When we go to Xueshan, we will go to Dr. Xue to prescribe some medicines, and your health will improve."

“Will hell be scary?”

The man said proudly, "As long as my sword is here, will the King of Hell dare to keep you? Believe it or not, I will demolish his Hall of Yama."

Yang Xueqiong's mouth curled up when she heard this. The man was so angry that he didn't even have a trace of true energy fluctuations on his body. He dared to speak wildly? Fortunately, he was talking about King Yama. If he offended an ordinary warrior here, he would be taught a lesson. However, the man's mouth, a lie-in-law, probably to make the woman happy.

However, the sword in his waist was indeed very beautiful. It seemed like a sword, a sword paired with a hero. It was a pity for him.

When he went back this time, he had never prepared a gift for his father. If he was willing to sell his sword, she would buy the sword no matter how much money he spent. However, looking at their dressing, it did not look like they were short of money.

After a few words, Yang Xueqiong thought that he had guessed the other party’s identity. He should have been a rich young man from a generation in Jiangnan. He brought this woman to the snow mountain to pilgrimage, worship the snow mountain god, and ask for peace or marriage.

Sure enough, the woman laughed after hearing this.

But there was a little loss in the man's eyes.

The two of them came to the store. The man stepped forward and moved the stool, wiped the dust on it with his sleeve, and helped the woman sit down, saying, "My man, come some wine and food, you can pick up the expensive ones, okay, just look at it." As he said, he took out the purse from his arms, looked at the bulge, took out a piece of silver, and threw it to him, "No need to find the rest."

Unexpectedly, this man was very careful. Yang Xueqiong thought that he was just too little of his experience in the world. He had already been seen by several groups of people in the teahouse. There were many people here and his wealth was not revealed. He didn't know that he seemed to be a novice in the world.

"Do you want to give him some advice?"

Yang Xueqiong was wandering around the world and knew the rules of the world. If he reminded the couple, it would be cut off other people's financial resources. But he couldn't bear to let him bully him. After thinking for a moment, he coughed and said, "The two should be from Jiangnan, right?"

When the woman heard her words, she looked at her and nodded, "Yes, we are here and want to go to the Great Snow Mountain to make a pilgrimage."

"It's true." Yang Xueqiong thought.

The woman said again, "I just didn't expect that this place would be so cold. It's the first time I've encountered it."

Yang Xueqiong smiled and said, "It's colder on the snowy mountain. You have to go up the mountain, but you have to prepare well."

The woman thanked her repeatedly and said to the man, "This sister is so beautiful."

When Yang Xueqiong heard this, she felt happy and immediately looked at the woman much more. However, the man didn't even look at her and said, "In my eyes, Ping'er is the most beautiful woman in the world."
Chapter completed!