The snow was white, the north wind roared, and the feeling of an ice field Jedi. Looking at it, it seemed that there were no living creatures. Yang Xuan felt a lot of life as soon as he felt it. He estimated that it was some small animals.


    "Brother Xuan, I''ve found the mouth of the canyon. There are some people stationed on the mouth." The Red Queen reported.


    "Well, zoom in."


    The new tablet began to enlarge gradually. When you look at it, hey, it''s really ancient clothes, but these people''s clothes are messy. You can see that they are Jianghu people. If they are the imperial court, they are generally standard clothes.


    However, these people are now blocked by an ice wall of tens of feet. Looking at the jagged ice wall, it should be formed by the snow from the avalanche.


    "After red, the data is compared with Liancheng Jue."


    "In data analysis......... Similarity 90%"


    The Red Queen said, this is the real hammer. The location should be no problem.


    "Peach, Jiayi help me see. I think the place is right, but the time is not very clear. This scene is a little familiar."


    Jiayi shook her head.


    Peach said awkwardly, "brother Xuan, this TV play is a little early. Well, it doesn''t seem to be from my time."


    Yang Xuan''s face was black, lying in the trough, exposing his age.


    After careful calculation in my heart, I hurried to write the plot yesterday. It is estimated that it will be ten in eight or nine.


    "Shit, it''s a mistake. I''m going to go to Jinbo ten day flower to find xuedaolaozu again. Now, there''s only xuedaolaozu."


    "What is golden wave ten day flower?" Asked the peach.


    "Red Queen, explain..."


    "The poisonous flower of golden wave ten day comes from Tianzhu. The word ''wave ten day'' is Sanskrit, which means'' devil ''. Originally, Tianzhu people call it'' devil flower ''.


    The color of this flower is particularly delicate, and the petals of the flower are yellow like gold, glittering. What''s more terrible is that you can feel a kind of aroma when you smell it close.


    Just smelling the fragrance of flowers can make people dizzy. The toxicity can rank among the top three in Jin dada''s martial arts world. However, it is described in the TV series that Ding Dian was killed by Jin Boxun flower, and the mouse died after eating Ding Dian''s meat, but Baoxiang felt fresh and delicious when eating mouse meat. You know, it is difficult to find food in the wild, not to mention condiments, so in conclusion, Jin Bosun flower is not only highly toxic, but also delicious. "


    "Oh, I see. You must want to make poison or something for Yin people." The peach suddenly realized the Tao.


    Jiayi covers her head and leaves the peach far away.


    "In your eyes, I like Yin people so much?"


    Seeing that Yang Xuan''s eyes were not good, peach shook his hands hurriedly and said, "no, brother Xuan, don''t get me wrong. I''m wrong about things and people. I didn''t say you''re bad, but you really like Yin people."


    "Are you stupid? Didn''t you hear what Red Queen said? Does it taste delicious? Ha ha, ha ha, I found something delicious again."


    "I want to eat, too."


    "Eat your head. I don''t want to give you the first seven drinks. It''s highly toxic. You silly girl."


    As they walked, they said that Jiayi was used to it. After all, it was night.


    On the other side, a battle was very hot. Two people on the snow, one with a gun and the other with a sword, stared nervously at the snow.


    Under the snow, an old man with beard and hair and a knife fought with a white bearded monk. Because the light under the blood snow was dim, they were fighting with feeling and experience.


    The dangerous moves made the two people above sweat.


    Although it was snowing, after all, there was little oxygen, and the consumption of physical strength and internal power was large. However, the bald monk had a better plan, just when an old man with a knife exposed his head to breathe.


    The monk took the opportunity to hold the old man''s feet. As long as he took him down, he could kill one of the other three. He had only one of them. It would be better to break one of them if he hurt ten fingers. If the three went together, he must have a rest.


    "Ha ha ha ~ ~ ~ I finally found you. It''s hard for me to find you." A loud voice came from afar.


    Three figures appeared in front of several people in a flash. One of the young people stepped gently on the snow.


    With a "whoosh", the two figures were squeezed out by a strong sense of pushing their backs from the snow.


    As soon as the monk saw so many people, he didn''t even want to use his lightness skills, so he ran frantically towards the neighborhood.


    Are you kidding? I came to this world to find the blood knife Sutra. If all the ducks can fly, Yang Xuan might as well strangle himself with a noodle.


    The old monk was sucked into his hand by Yang Xuan.


    "Hero, forgive me. Hero, forgive me. I''m a monk. These are bad guys."


    The old man with the knife, who was in charge, was already panting, squatting on the ground and trembling, pointing to the monk, "little brother, Qian, don''t let this evil thief run away. He is the head of the blood knife sect. He does all kinds of evil."


    The old man with the gun also came out, pointed to Yang Xuan and said, "young Xia, we are falling flowers and flowing water. Can you please give us the blood knife evil thief so that we can kill him and return a bright future in the world."


    Yang Xuan ignored them, pinched the blood knife ancestor''s neck and asked, "are you the blood knife ancestor?"


    "No, that''s right. Heroes should never listen to these people''s nonsense. They claim to be decent people, but they often use some abusive means."


    Yang Xuan said with a smile, "I didn''t say to kill you. What''s your hurry? I''m here to find you this time."


    "Did I or my disciples have a grudge against you?" As soon as the blood knife turned his eyes, he first asked the young man''s purpose, and then he could think of how to get away.


    At this point, ordinary people have basically given up resistance, but the ancestor of blood knife didn''t give up so soon. This is the case in the blood knife door. As long as they can live, put down their dignity and lose some face, it''s nothing.


    "Don''t make trouble. There''s no hatred. Just let you teach her. As long as you teach her, I''ll let you go." Yang Xuan indicated his intention.


    "What, what, is let me teach her, what?"


    "You can only teach the skills of blood Sabre Sutra, but you can''t teach the moves. Write a copy of your internal skill to me, and you can''t teach it to her. Do you agree?"


    "This, this is not appropriate. After all, this blood knife Sutra......"


    "Either teach or I force you to teach."


    "Teach ~ ~ ~"


    "Don''t talk nonsense. Write down the secret script first." Yang Xuan threw him a piece of rice paper.


    "There are no tables and chairs." This time, I felt like I had kicked the steel plate. I didn''t have the ability to resist at all in his hand.


    Yang Xuan picked his nails and said with a smile, "in fact, you only need your right hand to write. If you talk more nonsense, you don''t want your left hand."


    "Brother Xuan, the scenery here is actually very good, or we''ll live here." Peach looked around and ran back.


    Next to it was a deep pit, standing on a thousand feet. On the other side was a snow mountain, towering and straight. It was good. Yang Xuan wanted to see it again. At this time, the three came over.