Inn.

An invitation is coming.

Hanshanhe was invited by the old Marshal Qiu to have a long talk.

Yesterday, Han Shanhe and a group of old men came to beg him to let go of those people. Because of the situation, Han Shanhe suppressed his posture very low, which naturally made Marshal Qiu proud! Until now, he still remembered it endlessly, and even had a little... unhappy feeling.

Therefore, early this morning, the old marshal invited Han Shanhe to reminisce about the past, hoping to relive the old dream and continue the previous relationship.

"Reminisce about the past, haha..."

Marshal Qiu smiled proudly, out of words, without any concealment.

Very prelude!

Han Shanhe's eyebrows and eyes remained motionless, and his face was as constant as he said lightly: "After so many years, it's time to reminisce about the past."

Marshal Qiu laughed and said, "That, the people you came to ask me to let go yesterday... have they all left the city today?"

Han Shanhe Qinghuang's face subconsciously twitched.

Yesterday you came to ask me...

Hanshanhe returned to sit upright and said seriously: "I have a shameless old man who wants to say such a swear word to you, but I don't know whether to say it or not?"

Marshal Qiu coughed and said, "Since it's a swear word, then of course it's not enough to say it."

Han Shanhe snorted.

After a while, Old Marshal Qiu scratched his head for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "I said, Han Shanhe, you have helped those people so much, so they didn't thank you?"

“…”

The cold mountains and rivers are like heavy dates, but they are still speechless.

"No matter what, I should give you some gifts, right?" The old marshal had a strong desire for knowledge: "Tell me, how exactly did they thank you? How many gifts did you receive? This time, you are a long-lasting man, although you have slapped me and asked me for a while, after all, it's worth the money..."

“…”

Han Shanhe stood up and left with his sleeves.

He didn't even say a goodbye.

Faced with such shamelessness, the old thing that can remove the skin as an insole, and specializes in revealing people's scars and enjoying it, it is really not a big deal!

Qiu Jianhan looked at the back of Hanshan River, which was gradually moving away, and shouted loudly: "Old Han, please make a sound if you need help in the future. As long as it can be done, I will never refuse, let alone say nothing. In fact, we are not good at saying anything between us, but don't say anything that asks or not. That is the disheartening words..."

Hanshanhe was leaving faster and faster, and turned a deaf ear to my ears, and I was so anxious that I couldn't hear it.

The old marshal's crazy laughter came from behind, and he laughed wildly and was filled with joy.

"Old man! How dare you bully me like this!"

Han Shanhe, who left the mansion of Qiu Zheng, had already turned pale and was full of resentment and depression.

This old bastard said early in the morning that there was something important to discuss with him and tricked him into it. As a result, he was happy for the sake of himself, but he was injured. What's the matter with Wu Neiru Fen...

"In the future, when we meet on the battlefield, we will definitely catch this old bastard and be in trouble to death!"

"It's too much!"

"It's so bullying!"

Han Shanhe was so angry that some words that should never be said from his mouth appeared!

The boy in black followed him, but he didn't say a word and followed closely.

After turning a road, everyone was stunned and stopped immediately.

Directly ahead.

A man in white is standing in the middle of the road.

At this moment, everyone felt the ice and snow coming from the cold mountains!

The man in white was dressed in plain clothes, as white as snow, and his face was as white as snow. His whole body, except for his hair and eyes, was black, and other so-called places were all snow-white, as if they were mourning.

It would be fine if it was just a bad luck, but the key is that this person's age is really inaccurate.

It is okay to say that he is twenty years old; it is okay to say that he is thirty years old, it is okay to say that he is over forty years old, it is okay to say that he is an old monster of hundreds... It seems that it is okay!

The bad luck was not only dizzy when I looked at it, but also a cold air was filled with the whole body like ice peaks and snow-capped mountains.

The boy in black saw that the person was coming was broken, and his face immediately tightened. He suddenly took a step forward and blocked Hanshanhe. The four personal guard masters around Hanshanhe also showed a look as if they were facing a great enemy.

clang clang clang...

Without saying anything, they had already held their weapons in their hands, and the faint whirlpool of mysterious energy quickly formed in the air.

Seeing this, Han Shanhe felt a sudden heart.

I have never been known for my mysterious skills. My Xuan Qi cultivation is very limited, and I can't tell the strength of the man in white on the opposite side. However, my four guards are all Xuan Qi cultivators and first-class masters. As soon as people come, the four people move together, and they are tense, which has already demonstrated the opponent's strength. What's more, the four people take the lead in action, and they are already inferior, which also means that the four guards are not sure that they can deal with the attacks of the man in white in front of me. They need luck in advance to ensure completeness.

Who is this man in white? He actually has such momentum?

"Who?" The boy in black showed a strong look of vigilance in his eyes, and one hand was already stroking the jade bracelet on his left wrist.

The man in white said lightly: "Master Han, is this how he treats his friends?"

friend?

Han Shanhe frowned and said, "You dare to ask me, yes?"

The man in white said, "Mr. Han doesn't need to ask much. My trip is entrusted by someone to protect your comprehensiveness during your stay in Yutang."

Hanshanhedao: "I wonder whom you are entrusted by?"

The man in white snorted, not replying, because his expression was full of arrogance.

"Your High Name?" Han Shanhe asked.

The man in white said coldly: "It's snowing in white!"

As soon as the words "White-clothed snow" were expressed, both the boy in black and the four guards of Han Shanhe changed their colors at the same time.

White clothes are filled with snow.

The person in front of him was actually the big evil hand that was rumored to be in the martial arts world, white-clothed snow?

It is said that this man had fought with Jun Mo Yan, the world's number one swordsman, but he was defeated by Jun Mo Yan with just one move. Although he was severely injured by Jun Mo Yan's chest through his sword in that battle, he still flew back in the air, making Jun Mo Yan unable to chase him. He was so calm and composed that he could be called a legend of swordsmanship.

White snow!

Nine Sky Wind and Snow, Divine Sword White Clothes.

Today's swordsman list ranks sixth.

Hanshanhe needs to ask again.

But Baiyixue said coldly: "Who am I entrusted? Marshal Han doesn't need to ask anymore, and I won't say anything after asking. You just need to know that if I were here to assassinate you, you would have already become a corpse."

"There will be no luck."

The white snow was faint, and it seemed to be just announcing a fact.

Han Shanhe smiled bitterly, but did not speak again.

Bai Yixue's words are good. If Bai Yixue takes action in secret and kills herself, the number of results is indeed extremely high. Even if it is not ten, it must be 99%!

Just by looking at the appearance and expression of his four guards as if they were facing a great enemy, you can know that Bai Yixue's words are true.

"Not necessarily." The boy in black said coldly: "If you really came to assassinate this time, it is still unknown who died now."

The white-clothed snow-clothed eyes looked at the face of the boy in black and said lightly: "Plus with your dark power, maybe I will die, but the target I want to kill will definitely die in front of me, no doubt!"

The boy in black took a deep breath and did not retort.

Obviously, Bai Yixue's words are simply about the facts and there is no room for refutation. If Bai Yixue really sacrifices her life to kill someone, then there are not many people in this world who cannot kill him.

Han Shanhe understood after thinking about it, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Since that's the case, thank you Bai... Hero Bai."

Bai Yixue's face twitched and said, "I dare not, the title of hero... I really dare not take it. Since ancient times, all those who are known as heroes have died miserably, and few people have suffered a good death..."

“…”

Everyone was speechless.

How do you answer this?

A few words made the chat die.

But no matter what, although Dong Xuan and others still had suspicion about Bai Yixue, they no longer suspected that he had the idea of ​​assassinating the military god.

Han Shanhe and his team were worried about it, but their desire to make friends increased sharply after eliminating their initial fear. After all, it would be strange if they were involved in cause and effect with such a super expert.

Baiyixue successfully entered the Hanshanhe team. She still had a serious look on her face, but everyone didn't care about it: the master is unique in his actions, and the super master should be like this. What's more, this is the legendary white-clothed magic sword Baiyixue, proud and cold, as expected...

But no matter what, Hanshanhe always has a few more confidence out of thin air.

Now Bai Yixue is working as a bodyguard in our team. Anyone who dares to provoke him must first pass his level. This level is really difficult!

In the next two days, Bai Yixue followed Han Shanhe to worship here and go there to play, and she truly showed the guard position of a super expert. Although she was serious, she was indeed a simple method. When people saw it, they added a sense of security to 99%.

However, in the past few days, this white-clothed Snow Swordsman also had a bad temper and even worse expression. He looked like he owed him a lot of money.
To be continued...