The cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as the chopping board, and treating sentient beings as fish.

Snow flies thousands of miles away, and the sky is used as a furnace to melt everything into silver.

If there are no such beautiful words and sentences, such snow scenes cannot be depicted.

If you have never seen such a snow scene, you have not been to this place.

Snow is ruthless, and sword is ruthless.

The sword is ruthless, but the person is passionate.

Why do passionate swordsmen hold ruthless swordsmen?

The snow is about to stop and the wind is not set. A carriage comes from the north. The rolling wheels crush the ice and snow on the ground, but they can't crush the loneliness between heaven and earth.

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A big cart.

The carriage is very warm and comfortable. Compared to the frost and blizzard outside, it is like a fairyland inside.

Su Weiyun is in the fairyland.

In this kind of weather, if someone invites him to get in, he will certainly not get in.

He happened to know this person.

Logically speaking, every time he comes to a new plane, he often doesn’t know anyone or even a plot.

But he is very familiar with this person, and he is also very familiar with the plot of this plane.

——Li Xunhuan, Li Xiaofeijiu plane.

Li Xunhuan was holding his little Li flying knife, carving a wooden statue with his sword. The blade was thin and sharp, and his fingers were slender and powerful.

It is vaguely recognizable that he carved a woman, soft and graceful, with a delicate face and lifelike life.

Su Weiyun said thank you, but he stopped talking, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the carriage to reach the finish line.

After Li Xunhuan asked "Do you drink or not", he fell silent and focused all his attention on his wood carvings.

The strong coachman whipped the horse silently.

The horse also rushed forward silently.

Are there many people who are like this horse, always whipped by whips and rush forward silently, without even a choice?

The wind and snow remain silent, the wind and snow are silent.

Su Weiyun suddenly remembered his old wine, the horse running under the whip, the horse running while drinking, and suddenly remembered himself and Su Order.

"Accept the plane entanglement command."

"The Plane Suspense of the Swordsman of the Sword of the Passionate Sword: Promote the top three weapons list."

"Task Reward: Completely master the ancient Jianghu Sushi orders!"

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After a long time, Li Xunhuan had already carved the wood carvings. His technique was very skillful, and obviously I don’t know how many times he had carved it.

But he did not mean to take it out to show Su Weiyun, but asked the groom to stop the car, get off the horse, dig a snow pit in the snow, and bury the wood carving.

——Of course, this newly carved wood carving can be buried in the snow pit, but can it be buried together the person Li Xunhuan has always been worried about, that emotion that he can never forget?

As soon as Li Xunhuan looked up, he saw a series of footprints and a lonely figure.

This man was a teenager. He walked very slowly but never stopped. Although he heard the sound of cars and horses neighing, he would never look back.

He neither brought an umbrella nor a hat, and the melted snow flowed along his face to his neck, and he was wearing only a very thin dress.

But his back was still straight, and his people were like iron, ice, snow, cold, fatigue, fatigue, hunger, and could not make him surrender.

The carriage gradually rushed to his front.

Li Xunhuan pushed open the car door and said, "Come up, I'll take you all the way."

He also said the same to Su Weiyun before.

He is really a kind person.

Su Weiyun's eyes, which had been closed, finally opened and murmured: "The person who should come will come anyway."

He poked his head out and went to see the boy too.

The boy had thick eyebrows and big eyes, his thin lips were pursed into a slit, and his straight nose made his face look thinner.

This face makes it easy to remind people of granite, stubborn, firm, indifferent, indifferent to anything, or even to himself.

But this is also a very handsome face. Although it is still a little younger and not mature enough, it already has a charm that is attractive enough.

Li Xunhuan said again: "Come up and have a drink in the bar to warm up your body."

Unexpectedly, the boy ignored him and walked straight forward.

Li Xunhuan said to himself: "This young man looks handsome, but he looks like a deaf person?"

The boy suddenly held the sword in his hand.

Strictly speaking, it cannot be regarded as a sword.

It was just a piece of iron more than three feet long, with neither sword edge nor sword thigh, nor even the hilt of the sword. It was only two pieces of cork nailed to it, and it was considered the hilt of the sword.

Su Weiyun said: "He is definitely not deaf."

Li Xunhuan said, "Why don't he come up and have a drink?"

The boy suddenly said, "I will never want something I bought myself. I will never drink it if it wasn't for wine I bought myself. Am I going to make it clear?"

Li Xunhuan looked at him and asked again, "Will you invite me to have a glass of wine when you have money?"

The boy said: "Yes."

The carriage galloped away, and gradually the young man could no longer be seen.

When the car door was closed, Li Xunhuan was still laughing: "I didn't expect that this young man walking alone in the snow and ice would say so innocent and interesting."

The driver who drove the car outside said, "He is just a stubborn child."

Li Xunhuan shook his head and said, "Do you see the sword around his waist?"

The coachman said, "Is that a sword too? Can that kind of sword kill people even if it is a playful sword?"

Li Xunhuan said: "If that kind of sword cannot kill people, I'm afraid there will be not many swords in the world that can kill people. Do you think so?"

His question was asked to Su Weiyun.

Su Weiyun's answer was concise and concise: "Yes!"

Li Xunhuan laughed again, looked at the two swords on Su Weiyun's waist, and said, "Of course you are also a person with Mingjian. Today, I not only met you, but also that young man. This situation will be clear."

Li Xunhuan started drinking again, and he seemed to be drinking all the time.

"Ahem...Cough..."

As soon as he drank, a sickly rosy appeared on his face, and he began to cough constantly, coughing all over the place.

Li Xunhuan poured a glass of wine and apologized to Su Weiyun: "Sorry."

He apologized with sincerity, as if Su Weiyun was the owner of the carriage, and he was the passerby who was brought up in the wind and snow.

He took out another wine glass, placed it in front of Su Weiyun, slowly poured the wine, and made a "please" gesture.

Su Weiyun said, "I won't drink."

Li Xunhuan laughed and said, "Do you think you didn't drink the wine you bought yourself?"

Su Weiyun said: "No."

Li Xunhuan said, "Then why don't you drink?"

"Because I saw you, I knew drinking was harmful to my body, so I didn't want to drink anymore."

Su Weiyun asked strangely: "Do you have to drink everyone like you?"

Li Xunhuan sighed: "Drinking alcohol harms your body, you are right. But drinking can make people not feel sad. This is the benefit of drinking."

Which one is more difficult to tolerate between being hurt or being sad?

Su Weiyun suddenly sighed: "Maybe you are right. If I meet you in a tavern in the future, I will invite you to have a drink."

"real?"

"real."

Li Xunhuan laughed again: "Okay, then I'll go to the tavern when I drive the car now!"
Chapter completed!