It is winter this year and it has not yet snowed, and the first snow has come a little later.

The scenery of the north is frozen thousands of miles away and snow falls thousands of miles away. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only the vastness remains...

Xiao Feng stood on a high slope and looked at the resort covered with snow. He thought of the poems of a great man for a moment, and felt a little emotional. He was almost...

"Brother Feng, they are here." Zhang Yu appeared behind Xiao Feng.

"Yes." Xiao Feng nodded, stretched out his palm, and a snowflake fell between his palms.

He narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed, and he clenched his fists: "Let's go back."

When he opened his palm again, the snowflakes in his palm had disappeared without a trace, turning into a little water mark, as if they had never appeared in the world.

Xiao Feng and Zhang Yu went down the high slope and met Zhuge Xin and others who were rushing to: "You are here."

"Yes." Zhuge Xin nodded: "I brought this thing too, it should be enough to control the overall situation." As he said that, he patted the long box on the table, which contained a modified sniper.

Zhang Yu spread out a map, and Xiao Feng drew a circle somewhere: "The entire range is reduced to this part, and you can snipe the whole process."

Zhuge Xin looked at it a few times and nodded: "No problem."

"It's just that the weather outside is not good, and the wind and snow are getting along, thank you for your hard work." Xiao Feng patted Zhuge Xin on the shoulder.

"Haha, it's nothing. No matter how bad the weather was before, have you been there?" Zhuge Xin smiled, not caring at all.

Xiao Feng pointed at another place: "Mozi, then you will be with me, and we will go from here, here, and then here..."

"Okay." Sun Mo nodded, not paying attention to it, but he was just following Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng made a few more arrangements and finally turned his eyes to a man who was covered in a black robe: "The most important thing is you, can you do it?"

"Um."

"You must be careful."

"I know."

Xiao Feng nodded and smiled: "Everyone here is my own people, take off your cloak first."

"Yeah." The man in black robe agreed. When he lifted his cloak, everyone except Xiao Feng stared at him.

"My grass." Zhang Yu screamed strangely: "This..."

Xiao Feng looked carefully for a few seconds and nodded with satisfaction: "Haha, there is no flaw, expert."

"What the hell..." Sun Mo was also a little dumbfounded: "Who am I following?"

"Follow him." Xiao Feng pointed to the man in black and said with a smile.

...

"Old man Jing, how do you feel when you take this step and make such a decision?" Nangong Ji asked in another room, looking at Old Jing.

"I can't say it, it's a little relaxed." Old Jing stood in front of the window, looking at the white snow outside. Decades ago, it was like this weather that he left the master's sect alone.

"The binding power of the Tianling now is far less than that of the past. In fact, if you leave it to Afeng, it will also limit him to a certain extent." Nangong Ji said seriously.

Mr. Jing nodded: "Well, I don't know, but I have no choice."

"Oh..." Nangong Ji sighed and shook his head.

Mr. Jing turned his head and looked at Nangong Ji and said, "You have checked your health for a group of old guys today. How are they all? How many years can they live?"

"It's time to finish. I guess it's not enough to last a year. Even if it's one year, it depends on his luck. He's not angry, angry or anxious, and be happy every day." Nangong Ji stroked his beard. He was a miracle doctor. He has been used to life and death all his life. When he mentioned death, his tone did not change at all.

Mr. Jing was silent for a moment and finally nodded: "Where are the others."

"Sun Xiaoqi also has a secret disease, probably not more than three years. Lao Qi is in good health. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be fine to live for ten or eight years..."

Nangong Ji's tone was plain, as if he was telling a very ordinary thing, to judge everyone's life and death through his magical medical skills.

Mr. Jing listened, his expression did not change. He killed countless people in his life and saved countless people. He was also used to life and death and even saw through life and death. Nangong Ji was the age in his mouth, just like numbers, rather than fresh lives.

After Nangong Ji finished speaking, Mr. Jing asked, "What about me?"

"You." Nangong Ji raised his eyebrows: "Haha, Old Man Jing, why are you kidding? Just your body, it's okay to live for a few more decades."

"Haha, just think I'm joking." Old Jing smiled and stopped mentioning it.

However, Nangong Ji frowned: "What are you doing?" As he said that, he poked out a finger: "I'll give you a pulse."

Old Jing nodded, put his hand on the table, and let Nangong Ji put his finger on his wrist.

"The pulse is neither big nor small, neither floating nor sinking, calm and gentle, soft and powerful, with a consistent rhythm..." Nangong Ji called the pulse and said softly: "It's the most normal thing, there is no problem in the whole body."

"Hahaha, I'm teasing you." Mr. Jing laughed and secretly shook Nangong Jishi's fingers: "Hey, Old Man Nangong, do you think Afeng can conquer these juniors?"

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Why do you care so much? Moreover, I believe that Afeng can conquer them. For nothing else, he is your grandson of Jing Moxian. He was taught by you since you were a child."

"Haha, to be honest, if Afeng encounters trouble in the future, you have to help him." Old Jing closed his smile and said seriously.

Nangong Ji nodded: "Don't worry, he is half of my successor, so how can I ignore him?"

"Well, with the Nangong Family and the Ditian Organization, he should be able to be as good as a fish in water." Old Jing nodded and looked at the snow outside the window: "It's getting dark, I wonder what kind of blizzard will be there tonight."

Nangong Ji shook his head: "Who knows, God is not something we can see through, hahaha."

As the sky gradually became darker, Old Master Jing and other older generations gathered together again. They did not do any entertainment activities, just sat there chatting, talking about the past and the present, but rarely talked about it later, because they were all old and would no longer belong to them.

At this age and at their level, it is the most luxurious fun to be able to find one or two confidants to sit down and chat and chat about the world.

Now that a group of old brothers are gathering together, everyone will cherish this short reunion, because next time they meet, I don’t know if they will meet again.

However, a group of young people started to make trouble in the resort, and even Bai Tong and a few girls ran outside to have snowball fights. Usually, in the eyes of outsiders, they were all young ladies from aristocratic families and had a respectable status. In fact, they were still the mentality of an ordinary girl in her twenties.

It was getting darker, and Xiao Feng greeted Mr. Jing and drove an Audi A6 away from the resort, aiming to the direction of Yonghe Street.

On a night of wind and snow, the moonlight is not visible, it is pitch black, and there are very few vehicles on the road, and as for pedestrians, there are not many people.

In the Audi car, Xiao Feng sat in the back seat, resting with his eyes closed, while Sun Mo sat next to him.

Zhang Yu drove, and Wuhuan, who had just arrived at the resort in the passenger seat, was caught by Xiao Feng.

"Xiao Yuzi, click slowly."

"I get it." Zhang Yu nodded, slowed down the car, and his eyes were also looking around in addition to staring at the road ahead.

"Brother Yu, who is the other party?" Wuhuan hasn't figured out the situation yet. His master called him to come to the resort. Without saying a word, he dumped the royal sister and ran over, but as soon as he arrived here, Xiao Feng caught a strong man.

"A master at the level of human weapon level is very difficult to deal with."

"It's nothing at the level of breasts in the world." Wu Huan muttered, as for being so cautious.

Zhang Yu turned his head and looked at Wuhuan for a few times: "Why, you have recently upgraded and don't even take experts of the human weapon level seriously. Can you kill them in seconds?"

"Cough cough." Wuhuan coughed: "I can't beat it, but Brother Feng can't instantly get them."

"If it was really easy to get rid of it in seconds, it wouldn't be like this now." Zhang Yu shook his head: "In addition, in addition to this expert at the level of human weapon level, there is another person."

"who."

"Xiao Yun."

"Xiao Yun, it sounds a bit familiar." Wu Huan scratched his head.

"..." Zhang Yu wanted to slap Wuhuan to death. Since the Iron Blood Gang was destroyed, this kid has left nothing to do. He has been with a royal sister all day long, and he doesn't even know who Xiao Yun is.

"Wuhuan, you wouldn't be lying on the Royal Sister's ** and drinking milk is stupid." Zhang Yu said angrily.

"Well, how did you know I've drunk it?" Wuhuan asked in surprise.

"..." Zhang Yu patted his forehead: "Wuhuan, you have changed and become no longer cute. Where did Wuhuan, who used to be cold and cute, have you gone?"

"Oh, he's back home, and his mother called him home and went to eat dumplings."

"Seo." Zhang Yu now believes that people will change with the influence of society. Look, this is a living example.

"Stop talking nonsense, there seems to be something in front of you." Sun Mo sat upright, his eyes condensed into a thread, looking forward through the windshield.

Zhang Yu and Wuhuan also looked at each other intently. The wind and snow outside were swaying, which greatly hindered their vision. Two figures could be seen in front of them, walking slowly towards this side.

"Is it them?" Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes and slowed down the speed a little.

"It's them." Wu Huan nodded seriously: "I have a sense that the person on the left is very strong, and the one on the right may be what you are talking about Xiao Yun."

"It's impossible that they are the two of them." Zhang Yu looked around for a few times: "Brother Feng, the person is here."

"I saw it."

Zhang Yu nodded, flashed the lights, and mobilized all his energy, because no one knew what kind of ambush the other party would set up.

"They reached out to stop the car, stop." Wuhuan pulled out his dagger and his fighting spirit rose: "Don't rob me of anyone, Xiao Yun is mine."
Chapter completed!