Nightfall

Volume II The Winter Lake Chapter 281 Frost

By the shore of Yanming Lake, no matter the peak on the south bank or the snow forest on the east bank, there was no sound, and no one heard the cicada. "Domain names are well known"

On the city walls, the eyes of the brothers and Ye Su passed through countless heavy snowfalls and fell in the forest. Their expressions were slightly different, and they seemed to feel what was happening there at the same time.

It's just that they don't have any jīng gods to pay attention to the story in the snow forest because they saw the blood flag flying in front of the house of Yanming Lake, and Xiahou pushed mén in.

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The courtyard is somewhat new and seems to have been renovated not long ago. Xiahou pushed the mén open and entered the dark courtyard. A cicada suddenly sounded in his ear, and his body could not help being slightly stiff.

In the palace during the day, he also vaguely heard a cicada sound coming from the snow huā dancing in front of the temple. He determined that it was auditory hallucination, but at this time, although the cicada sound was still false, it seemed to be true.

The indifferent expression on Xia Hou's face was not shaken at all, and the iron eyebrows were slightly picked, but instead he became more violent. He stepped steadily over the mén threshold and stepped over the rain corridor to the main hall.

Snow had a brief stop before, and then flew more and more violently.

Thick clouds covered the stars in the sky, the snow and snow dimmed the lights in Chang'an City, the bank of Yanming Lake was dark, and fingers could not be reached, but Xiahou saw everything clearly.

Several cold plums are planted under the stone steps. For some reason, Meizhi is scattered. Under the snow, you can see the fresh stubble. It seems that it has been eaten by some good-looking animals.

There is a pot of green plants in the house. Even in the cold winter, the plant is still vigorously growing, the branches and leaves are tender and the green is dripping, making the loess in the pot more and more boring.

The thick black straight beam of the roof was slightly deformed. It should have been subjected to some kind of impact, and two very small cracks appeared. It wouldn't affect the safety if I wanted to, but it always felt a little palpitating.

On the side of the uniquely shaped Chenwu rack, an oil lamp is placed. The oil lamp is made of celadon, and the lamp string is white. When it is not lit, it is also a beautiful craft.

The house on the shore of Yanming Lake made Ning Wuhu countless two silver pieces, and made Qi Siye consume countless minds, and got the generous additions of the Queen Mother and Li Yu. It is extraordinary. Compared with the famous gardens in Qinghe County, I am afraid It's not inferior, even the humble things are worth playing with.

Xiahou is a military general and never hurts chūn sad autumn. Naturally, there is no interest in this respect. However, at the time of the war, he looked at Mei Cong Heiliang Bonsai oil lamp with that focus.

In fact, he didn't look at plum bushes, black beams, bonsai, oil lamps.

He was looking at the yellow paper out of the snow in the plum branches, the yellow paper in the cracks of the black beams, the yellow paper in the bonsai plants, the yellow paper pressed by the celadon lamp of the oil lamp.

There is a kind of paper in this world that is often yellowish, or paper.

Runes are everywhere in the house near Yanming Lake.

This is a rune house.

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"The reason why Ye Hongyu can overcome Chen Pipi across the border is because she knows him, knows his fear, and I know Xiahou very well. Since the day when Mozong was betrayed, Xiahou has been in fear, perhaps the one who feared. The mysterious Devil Sect Master, maybe he feared that the Xiling Temple would expose his identity. Because of fear, he was empty, he began to kill people, he started to be violent and cold, he started to be proud and arrogant. "

Ning Que took the **** umbrella from Sang Sang and looked at the courtyard covered by night snow on the opposite bank.

"Only in this way can he get rid of his psychological shadow. Right in front of the palace, he said yes, I also have psychological shadow, so I understand that his pride is the fatal weakness that he ca n’t get rid of, because of pride, he is now stepping in The battlefield I chose was the first mistake he made. "

"How to make use of the mistakes he made? I don't know. I only know that I must smash all the more than three hundred symbols that have been painstakingly written over the past two years without hesitation."

Writing characters is not a seemingly casual action on the surface. Except for lacking oneself, not many people know how many nights more than three hundred talismans mean, how many times they are extremely weak after exhausting their thoughts, and how many times they recognize The pain after the earthquake was terrible.

Sang Sang knew that because of the nights accompanied by oil lamps, she had been waiting beside Ning Que, watching him sweating and peas, and her face pale, but she continued to work hard.

In those nights, Ning's lack of farming was not a field or an article, but a symbol.

At the edge of the cliff in the night snow, Sang Sang looked up at Ning Que with a small face, and looked at his face as pale as those in the past. He was very worried, but smiled and said, "Yes, Master will win."

Ning Que closed her eyes, holding the handle of the umbrella, her eyebrows trembling, her right hand trembling, her face pale, her mind in the sea scattered along the black umbrella to the sky full of snow.

Mind power is the foundation of the right way practitioners, but practitioners can only use mind power to control the power of heaven and earth, and then display various means. Even if the mind master can directly attack the enemy with mind power, it is also limited to a short distance. It's because Nianli has a special feature that cannot be changed.

This special feature is that once the mindfulness leaves the practitioner's sea of ​​knowledge, it will suddenly dissipate in multiples of an order of magnitude with distance, and will be silent in the nature of heaven and earth.

Ning Que was standing on the cliff on the south bank of Yanming Lake at this time, a few miles away from the courtyard on the other side. To trigger the three hundred symbols hidden in the courtyard, he needed to send his mind to the other bank, but his How can Nian Li pass through this winter lake in the night snow?

At this time, wonderful things happened.

After passing through the **** umbrella handle and the umbrella surface, his thoughts changed significantly. It was not that the concentration of thoughts had increased, but that the speed of dissipation into the snow became much slower.

Because of the Qihaixueshan mountain track, the atmosphere around the snowy lake still doesn't have much to understand the song he sang, but at least his voice can be spread farther.

Ning Que ’s thoughts passed through the wind and snow silently and fell into the courtyard on the far side.

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The yellow paper pressed by the celadon lamp pot snorted into nothingness.

A touch of dryness came out of nowhere, and the white light that had never been lit, as white as yù, suddenly tightened, and the oil was suddenly released, igniting a very weak flame.

The oil lamp was dim and slightly illuminated the inside and outside of the room.

With celadon oil lamps burning strangely without fire, countless changes followed in the room.

The Chenwujia where the oil lamp is located burned up, but the space where the display rack was located burned up, turned into a blaze of fireballs, covering the mountain-like body of Xiahou.

The fire is misty and frightening, and everything that has passed is reduced to nothingness.

Only the green plants in the pot were different. Those tender green leaves that were drooping and green, were singed by the fire tongue in the house, and melted like féiròu, turned into pale green oil, and dripped into the huā basin.

The yellow sheet of paper stuck in the green leaves disappeared.

The oil turned from green leaves fell into the soil, and the huā basin burst suddenly. The loess inside will explode and fill the space inside the house. Those dusty particles of loess, somehow, are extremely heavy, each The gravel is like a stone, shè to Xiahou's body.

Immediately afterwards, the yellow paper on the black beam disappeared, and only a loud noise was heard. The heavy beam broke from it without any warning and hit the top of Xiahou's head.

Xia Hou narrowed his eyes, like his eyebrows made of iron, without frowning, but with the light of fire, it seemed to be burning.

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He punches.

The terrifying fist squeezed out all the air in front of him.

The burning fire was suddenly extinguished, extremely bleak.

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He closed his eyes.

Let the loess gravel hit like stones hit yourself.

A crackling sound is crackling!

Countless small but powerful gravel hit him hard.

It's like countless hail drops from the sky and hit the eaves of the palace.

The robe on his body was instantly riddled with holes.

There was no expression on his face.

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He bowed his head.

The black beam that broke into two pieces hit his back heavily.

Then break into more sections.

A heavy beam can kill a dozen people.

He couldn't let his body tremble a little.

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Facing Ning Que's three symbols, Xiahou only took one punch.

This is the pinnacle of martial arts, especially since he was originally a strong demon of the Devil Sect, so as long as his eyes are closed, he can ignore any attacks below the level of knowledge.

The loess, like gravel, did not leave any traces on his face, broke into countless beams, and rolled weakly under his feet, and he did not suffer any harm.

There is only one eyelash, floating away from the eyes.

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Taking Xiahou's cultivation as the realm, it is entirely possible not to face the three symbols of Ningqian directly.

He could have avoided it, and he could wave it with the simplest method.

The reason why he didn't do this is because he has been paying attention to the canopy of plum under the stone steps behind him.

Ning Que thought he knew him well.

He also thinks he knows Ning Que very well.

He knows how Ning Que is a ruthless corner, he believes that Ning Que will never spend three precious runes, just to test his own depth, there must be a follow-up.

There is also a yellow rune paper in that clump of Meili.

Xiahou thought it was Ning Que's killing, so he focused his attention there.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the yellow paper of Can Meili turned into a green smoke, and the few remaining plums shuddered away from the branch, flying like butterflies to the back of Xiahou.

Xiahou didn't look back, and he pointed back at will.

When his fingertips touched the plum petals, the iron eyebrows suddenly fluttered.

That petal of plum turned into a drop of water.

The clump of Meili's rune paper was so shallow a water rune.

Xiahou frowned because he found his judgment was wrong.

But he didn't care, and looked up indifferently.

The black beam was broken there, and the roof was broken with a big dòng.

Under the eaves, people looked up at the starry sky.

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Only countless pieces of snow can be seen, pouring in from the dòng mouth with the night breeze.

There is also a sign that is gradually dissipating into chill.

Those snow huā falling from the dòng mouth, floating gently in the dance room, seemed to have become countless times larger.

A very cold rune suddenly covered the whole building.

Even the air inside the building froze.

Xiahou looked up at the falling snow, and his eyebrows immediately covered a thick layer of frost.

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(I was too excited when I wrote the two chapters the day before yesterday, which led to a serious increase in typos. I changed it in the document. The errors in it were temporarily not dealt with because of technical reasons.

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