Nightfall

The second volume of the Winter Lake Chapter 279

"This night snow seems unfair to me, but it is really unfair to Xiahou. Uploaded by netizens =="

Ning Que looked at the other side of the lake, and shook his head with the wind and snow on the lake. He continued: "It was natural that it wouldn't make me happy to be taken away by your majesty, but this is also fair. My cultivation base is far worse than Xiahou It seems unfair, but in fact I have prepared for a full fifteen years, but he does not know that someone like me has been watching him silently in the world, so the unfairness here is even.

"As long as the battle is between me and him, then I admit it is fair."

Sang Sang clasped the handle of the **** umbrella tightly, so as to ensure that the **** umbrella would not be swept away by the violent and strong snow and whispered, "Master, are you worried that someone will chase your hand?"

"After all, Xia Hou still has the identity of mén guest secretary outside the imperial prince. I always feel that some people will come to disturb this battle. When I held the pestle, I did feel something."

Ning Que thought about Tong Mén in the academy and said, "But I am not worried because this is Chang'an City and no other place. As long as the academy is still in the south of the city, no one is qualified to do so."

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Maybe some forces want to fight in this battle, but more people are just waiting in silence for the battle to start on the shore of Yanming Lake, such as Ye Su who left Xiaodaoguan.

The best place to watch a battle is, of course, the height. At this time, he was on the wall of Changan City, and his plain white shirt was dancing in the night and snow.

Many people think that the Xiling Temple does not want to see this battle between Xiahou and Ning Que. In fact, the envoy of the temple has indeed raised an objection to the palace, but he, who came to Changan City on behalf of Hao Tiandao mén, can ignore the temple. Although he also wanted to see Xiahou return to his old age, he did not mind the battle.

No matter how Ye Su played, he could not imagine that Ning Que might win.

Xiahou can win, which is very good.

Xiahou killed Ning Que and offended the college, which is better.

Because of this, he would never be able to stay in the Tang Dynasty and return to his old age peacefully, and he would never be able to shake his head on the wall again. He only vowed to follow the path of loyalty to mén.

"Dao mén's idea is good, but first of all, it must be determined that Xiahou can win."

A voice rang on the city wall. The rhythm of the person's speech was very slow, but it was still so clear in the sky and snow. It seemed to calm people's mood.

The older brother walked to Ye Su and looked towards the dark Yanming Lake far below the city wall.

Ye Su said: "We met only in the morning, are you here again?"

The master said, "Yeah, come and see."

Ye Su asked: "Look at what?"

The master brother looked at Ye Su and said with a smile: "You are now sword-like and clear, except for Mr. Liu Bai, there is no third person, there is no opponent in Chang'an City, so I want to see you."

Looking at you is actually looking at you.

Ye Su watched Ye Xue dance and dance in front of the city wall, and said blankly: "No one in Chang'an is my opponent, but there is a college outside the city."

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Tonight the wind and snow were furious, and there were many people sitting there in the snow.

Qinghe County three enshrined, sitting in the winter forest on the east bank of Yanming Lake.

Night snow fell from the sky, his face was indifferent, seemingly cold around him.

In consideration of the interests of the surname of Qinghe County and His Royal Highness the Princess, he could not allow anyone to disturb this battle. However, he had a feeling before, so he came to the forest and waited silently.

A monk slowly walked in the night snow.

The forest was dark, but the kapok swarm and the hat on top of the monk's body were so clearly visible, naturally revealing a sense of radiance.

Three enshrined monks who looked at the wind and snow, huā frowned slightly.

A few years ago, he was already a great practitioner who knew the realm of life, but at this time, he found that he could not see the depth of this monk, and he couldn't help but produce great vigilance and war intentions.

The strong confronted each other, fighting for a moment of light, without any temptation to speak, nor to ask the mén of Lishan, the three enshrined hands reached behind, holding the sword handle chōu out.

The sword body rubs against the sheath mouth and makes a very subtle sound, just like snow huā falls on the thick snow, but when the sword body is only half out of chōu, it is forced to stop.

The eyebrows of the three enshrined gradually flew up, the hand holding the hilt trembles slightly, and the body's repairs spewed out as much as possible.

However, instead of continuing to chōu the sword in the sheath behind him, he slowly retracted it into the sheath.

The sound of the sword rubbing against the sheath was as quiet as snow, but it made his heart palpitate.

The monk wearing a hat was walking slowly in the wind and snow, only a few feet away from him.

The three enshrined bodies are extremely stiff, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword trembles like a dead branch bearing snow. Looking at the monk, there is only horror left in the usual proud eyes.

The monk didn't do anything, and there was no change in the atmosphere of the world in the snow forest. He just walked slowly, so that the sword of a great practitioner who knew the destiny could not come out!

The three enshrines were shocked. He could not imagine that any cultivator in the world could have such a means. He instantly guessed the origin of the monk and his eyes shrank.

Come from Xuankong Temple?

Three offerings looked at the monk who was getting closer and closer, and looked at his gentle and determined eyebrows, his stiff body trembling slightly in panic.

He groaned, his face suddenly turned red, his thin five fingers splayed, and escaped the traces of the breath of heaven and earth floating in the snow forest, wanting to break away from the other party's control.

The monk raised his right palm and stood in front of him, with his index finger slightly bent, forming an inadvertent handprint.

The snowstorm in the winter forest suddenly increased.

Ten thousand pieces of snow seemed to fall on the three enshrined bodies of Qinghe County in an instant.

Those snow flakes sensed the supreme Buddha power in the monk's handprints, and settled in the clothes of the three offerings, turning into countless invisible snow ropes, binding this person.

The monk glanced at him, and his eyes were full of compassion and mercy, and then he stepped up again, stepped on the thick snow and walked beside him, walking like a lake outside the winter forest.

The three enshrined loneliness sat cross-legged in the snow, unable to move at all. The cháo's red cheeks had already become extremely pale, and his eyes were filled with shame and terror.

He is a highly respected ancestor of Qinghe County. After practicing into the realm of destiny, he was extremely proud and self-confident. He did not pay much respect to the legendary unknown places such as the academy.

In this snowy night, he finally met a monk from an unknown place, and he finally realized that the legend is the legend. In front of the other party, even the great practitioners who knew the realm of life had no cost of pride.

Three enshrined thought that in the princess's house, he had already made a big speech, and wanted to make some disputes between the academy and Haotian Dao mén. At this time, he was killed by the monk's handprint in the snow and snow. Shame, I hope to die.

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On the high city wall, Ye Su waved his hands to disperse the snow flakes within the first five feet, looking at the dark forest by the Yanming Lake, and said indifferently, "That Qinghe County's fool was so stupid that the little borer turned out It ’s really disgusting to delve into the torrent. "

The elder brother smiled and said nothing.

Ye Su said: "I wanted to kill the idiot, but since the dumb shot, it's just fine."

The master shook his head and said, "How can I watch you violate Tang Law."

Ye Suwei laughed at Tang Lu.

Master Brother looked at the shore of Yanming Lake, thinking about the monk who was walking through the winter forest to the shore of the lake, and said, "The battle between Junior Brother Xia and General Xiahou is probably a great event in the eyes of many people in the world, I will come to Chang'an City, and I just hope that Brother Xiao will not have an accident. "

Ye Su said: "You know that I came to Chang'an City not because of this battle, but because of the lack of this person, and the dumb naturally came for Ning Que."

The elder brother knew exactly what Ye Su wanted to point out, but he remained silent and did not answer.

Looking at Yanming Lake, Ye Su suddenly said with emotion: "The people who appeared around the black line fifteen years ago ... except Tang, we all arrived."

The elder brother said: "Actually, Tang also came. The injuries on General Xiahou's body were all left by him, so he said that although his men did not come, his fists came."

Ye Su said: "It makes sense, but even if Xiahou still has Tang's countless fists, Ning Que still has no chance in this cross-border war in my opinion."

"I know what you want to say, what I'm worried about, I respect the younger brother, so I won't do it."

The older brother smiled and said with emotion: "Of course I know better. If the younger brother knows what the academy thinks, he will cry and beg me not to respect him."

Ye Su said: "Mr. Er stopped Xu Shi on the snow bridge. What does this mean?"

The master said, "Fairness."

Ye Su said: "Xiahou's strength is far above Ning's lack. Does the Academy think it is fair."

The master said: "Teacher has taught us that fairness is the mind, and it has nothing to do with strength. As long as both parties are willing to do so and accept the rules, then it is fairness."

Thinking of this paragraph as Confucius, Ye Su remained silent for a long time.

Then he looked at the Yelin Lake by the Yanming Lake, frowned slightly, and said, "If the mute wants to speak, few people in this world can stop it."

Ye Su turned to look at him and asked, "Junmo is blocking Xu Shi, you are looking at me, who can block him? I won't block him, and the moment he spoke, I couldn't stop him. , Need to disturb the Master? "

The older brother looked at the lake in the cold winter night and frowned.

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Snow was dancing, and the monks were walking in the forest, walking in the direction of Yanming Lake.

Fifteen years ago, in front of that black line, he smiled slightly and chewed his tongue ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ swallowed in his belly, he never spoke again, and he has closed his mouth to this day.

Tonight he set foot in the red dust again, no one knows whether he will speak, what he will say, people only know that for fifteen years of silence, once the chún is enlightened, the sound of the Buddha will be as clear as thunder.

Even Ye Su, who is a powerful and sensible master, does not want to face the first sentence he said.

Who will talk to the monks?

Really need the Master to go down the mountain?

At this time, a very thin piece of snow fell from the night forest.

The snow was extremely thin and translucent, as if it were a cicada wing.

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(Mén is about to pick up the leader, and then go back to her family with her. The second chapter update should be very late, report it to everyone.)

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