A brick into the fairyland

The weather in the Eastern Region is much colder than that in the Southern Region. There are patches of snowflakes floating in the sky, and the wind is biting.Especially in this area, the air is frighteningly low, and the hot breath can turn into ice slag. Even the body of a cultivator can't bear the icy cold wind, because this place is the closest to the snowy area.

Snowland is a well-known area in the Eastern Region. Since ancient times, it has been shrouded in ice and snow all year round. The vast snowfield is tens of thousands of miles away.However, this snowy region did not get its name because of this, but there is a powerful race in the snowy region, the Snow Clan.

Although the Snow Clan does not leave the snow-capped mountains all the year round and seldom travels outside, mentioning the prestige of the Snow Clan makes many people shudder. This is a mysterious and powerful race.There are very few people in the Snow Clan, but everyone is an outstanding person, and the entire Eastern Region is also a figure of excellence.

Zhuge Buliang was dressed in a black robe and lowered his cloak. At this moment in front of him was a city covered in silver. In the snow-capped area, this city exudes a dreamlike atmosphere, just like in a fairy tale. bunker.

Zhuge Buliang of "Phantom Snow Land" looked up at the three large characters on the city gate, and grinned: "The name of this city is really unique."[

While speaking, Zhuge Buliang walked into the silver-white city in front of him.This is the entry point of the Snow Region, so it cannot be regarded as the domain controlled by the Snow Clan.There are many cultivators from the Eastern Region coming and going in the city. In comparison, the people in this Illusory Snow Region are much rarer than some other big cities, perhaps because of the environment here.

Zhuge Buliang was walking on the snow-covered street in a black robe, his feet creaking on the ground, and he tried to hide his breath as ordinary as possible, mingling in the crowd without being noticed.

Nearly half a year has passed since the last battle in Zhuxian City. These days, Zhuge Buliang has been wandering aimlessly in the Eastern Region, and unconsciously, he came to the area controlled by the Snow Clan.

A graceful figure in blue clothes appeared in Zhuge Buliang's mind, and a sneer could not help but withdraw from the corner of his mouth.

He pulled the cloak on his head, turned and entered a tavern.This cloak is extraordinary, it can perfectly cover up his aura, Zhuge Buliang got it just in time for a grand auction when he was passing through a big city.

There were not many people in the tavern, only four or five tables of people bowed their heads and chatted.

Zhuge Buliang randomly found a table and sat down. A young man dressed as a waiter came up and said with a smile, "What would you like, my lord?"

"What do you have here?" Zhuge Buliang lowered his head and asked.

The clerk was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It seems that this lord is from another place. Anyone in Huanxueyu doesn't know that our shop is famous for its shochu. Would you like to come and try it?"

"it is good."

The man left, and after a while, he brought up a hot stove. The boiling water in the stove was boiling, and about four or five bamboo tubes were soaked in the boiling water.The clerk casually put the quilt in front of Zhuge Buliang, took out a bamboo tube from the water, opened the lid of the bamboo tube, and immediately smelled the aroma of wine, and Zhuge Buliang couldn't help feeling refreshed.

"My lord, use it slowly." The man greeted and left.

Zhuge Buliang picked up a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp, the aroma of the wine was mellow, and he felt a warm current hit his heart.Drinking such a glass of shochu in this weather has a special meaning.

It was windy and snowy outside, but inside the tavern it was warm and pleasant, with an intoxicating aroma of wine floating in the air.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind came, and it turned out that the door of the tavern was opened, and a tall and burly man walked in. The man's shoulder-length long hair covered half of his cheeks, and he was carrying a huge roll behind his back. The scroll looks a little weird.

The man glanced around coldly, and finally found a table for people to sit down, and the clerk in the tavern immediately greeted him.

"What does this lord want?"

"What do you have here?"

"Hehe, this lord is also from another place, no one in Huanxueyu knows that our shop is famous for its shochu. Would you like to come and try it?"

"it is good."

After the guy gave the introduction on the signboard, he left.The man sat in front of the table silently, with his eyes slightly closed, his whole body exudes a lonely atmosphere, as if he put himself in the outside world, separated from this world.

Zhuge Buliang's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect to meet an acquaintance in this place where nothing shit happens.He glanced at the huge scroll behind the man.If I remember correctly, the name of this magic weapon should be called "Ancient Divine Armament Book", which contains hundreds of weapons, each of which is an ancient fierce weapon.

As if sensing Zhuge Buliang's gaze, the man opened his eyes and glanced at Zhuge Buliang.

Under the cloak, Zhuge Buliang smiled, raised a glass of wine to the man, and drank it down.

The man was taken aback by Zhuge Buliang's strange behavior, because Zhuge Buliang was covered under the black cloak and his breath was hidden, so the man didn't recognize him.

"boom!"

At this time, the door of the tavern was knocked open again by a strong force, and the icy cold wind blew in, and three figures broke in.There are two men and one woman among these three people, but all of them have silver-white hair, but the woman in the middle has strands of aqua-blue long hair mixed with silver-white hair, and she has a delicate face. With a faint icy breath, icy muscles and bones, the wonderful body is wrapped vividly in a long water blue dress.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the air in the tavern suddenly became much colder.

"Snow Clan!" Several other cultivators in the tavern suddenly exclaimed.

The Snow Clan is very famous here, when they saw the cultivators of the Snow Clan, several cultivators in the tavern who were changing glasses suddenly changed their colors.

The waiter and owner of the tavern also rushed to greet him.

"What are the adults of the Snow Clan doing?" Lao Ben stepped forward and said, nodding and bowing.

The headed woman glanced at the owner with cold eyes, and said: "You are the owner of the tavern, right? I, the Snow Clan, will be responsible for all the losses in your tavern today."

"Huh?" Both the boss and the buddy were taken aback.

The woman obviously had something in her words, and the other cultivators in the tavern could hear it, and left the tavern in a hurry.In the blink of an eye, only the boss, the man, the man, and Zhuge Buliang were left in the tavern.

Zhuge Buliang would not think that the Xue Clan came to trouble him. He hid himself very well, so he should not be discovered by the Xue Clan.Finally, Zhuge Buliang fixed his eyes on the man opposite him.

"Let's go back first." The woman said coldly.

The boss and the clerk looked at each other in embarrassment, but due to the coercion of the Snow Clan, they had no choice but to compromise and retreat obediently.

At this time, a young man next to the woman saw Zhuge Buliang, and said in a bad tone: "I, the Snow Clan, are here to do business, please change to another place for drinking."

His voice was cold and threatening.But Zhuge Buliang remained unmoved, poured a cup slowly, and smacked his lips.

"I, the Snow Clan, are here on business, please change your place for drinking." The young man raised his voice. [

But the latter remained unmoved.

Even the man looked at Zhuge Buliang in surprise.

"Are you deaf!?" The youth of the Snow Clan was anxious, and was about to walk towards Zhuge Buliang.But he was pulled back by the woman and shook her head at him.

The youth of the Snow Clan could only give Zhuge Buliang a vicious look, in this area, no one dared to be so polite to their Xue Clan.

The woman of the Snow Clan glanced at Zhuge Buliang, walked up to the man on her own, and said, "Heisawa, do you really think you can escape from the snowy region? Today I will take your head to see the patriarch!"

In an instant, the temperature in the tavern dropped again, and even a layer of frost formed on the tables and chairs.

The flames in the stove in front of Zhuge Buliang were also quickly extinguished, leaving only a few sparks beating.Zhuge Buliang waved his hand casually, the cold air swayed away, and the strong flame danced in the stove again.

Three Snow Clan cultivators surrounded Heize, with the three of them as the center, the icy air spread rapidly.

Kurosawa stood up slowly, and said, "It's just the three of you, and you want to keep me?"

While speaking, the ancient scroll behind him unfolded with a "crash", and in an instant, there were thousands of auspicious colors in the tavern, but there was an aura of killing suddenly rippling in the air.

In the ancient scroll, there are hundreds of weapons inserted.Kurosawa pulled out a purple long knife casually, and a purple dragon could be vaguely seen winding around the knife.

"boom!"

A powerful aura erupted suddenly, and under this aura, the tavern disappeared and turned into ruins, and the three Snow Clan cultivators were also blown away by this aura.The entire tavern collapsed in an instant.However, the place where Zhuge Buliang was was still intact, and the tables, chairs and benches were not injured at all.

"Anyway, so many people from the Snow Clan have been killed, it's nothing more than three more lives." Kurosawa's hair was disheveled, and two fierce and fierce lights shot out of his pupils.

At the same time, three Snow Clan cultivators soared into the sky, and the wind and snow flew all over the sky, mixed with little ice crystals.Every piece of ice crystal falls will form a large ice curtain, freezing the air.

"cut!"

With a roar, Kurosawa slashed out with the purple long knife in his hand, and a purple knife light suddenly appeared, wiping out all the ice crystals.

He soared into the sky, charged at the leader of the Snow Clan woman, and took the long knife straight to the woman's snow-white neck.

The woman made a mudra with her hands, her long silver-blue hair stood on end, and a blue spot of light lit up between her eyebrows.With her body as the center, layers of ice curtains condense, freezing the space.

"broken!"

Kurosawa slashed down, and the light of the blade collapsed, shattering the spreading ice curtain.

At this time, the other two cultivators of the Snow Clan had already killed them, and a pair of ice-blue spears condensed in their hands, piercing with sharp edges.