Fu Canglu

Chapter 367
February.

The north and south of the Central Plains have welcomed warmth.

Only the wind and snow in the north howled.

The Wind and Snow Silver City is located at the northernmost point of the Northland, at the deepest point of the wind and snow.

The cold wind swept across the city wall, and there was silence outside the city.

Even the flamingos and musk deer in the north will never pass through this place.

Therefore, this most taboo holy place in the eyes of practitioners, what is behind this silver gate, no one has been able to know for thousands of years.

It stands to reason that after a while, a woman in a large black linen robe will slowly climb up to the top of the city from the inside of Yincheng.

Sometimes she would talk to herself, murmur something.

Sometimes she would open her arms and close her eyes to embrace the wind and snow.

And most of the time, he rested his chin on the top of the wall, staring blankly.

Today, it seems, will be no exception.

The princess knows that the head of Fengxue Silver City has "eyes" leading to the small world.

Every day when I lean against the wind and snow in Silver City, I will be caught by those "eyes" in the wind and snow, and sent to the inside of the small world.

This northernmost city in the Northland is nothing more than a teleportation base after all.

The small world of Fengxue Silver City has a name that few people know.

"Moon Reflection Little Demon Realm".

Practitioners in Yingyueli have never come to Yincheng. The northernmost part of the Northland has barren aura, and it is almost impossible to practice. They can't just see the frozen scenery of thousands of miles, or simply be in a daze?

However, the princess is an exception.

All the cultivators in the Little Demon Realm know that the closed disciple of the Lord City Master has an extremely fast cultivation speed, and besides cultivation, he only has one hobby.

Just go to the wall of the Silver City to stay in a daze.

Those "eyes" in the wind and snow could clearly see Wei Lingshan's behavior after boarding Yincheng.

That is, muttering something.

The city lord did not speak, so naturally no one dared to say anything.

Today seems to be business as usual.

same point of time.

The same black linen robe.

The "eyes" hiding in the snowstorm saw the princess ascending to the top of the Snowstorm Silver City.

She rested her chin against the top of the city wall, stretched out a finger a little bored, and tapped the smooth bricks on the top of the wall lightly.

It's just that she slowly withdrew that hand and put it on her chest.

The faint, inaudible murmur was instantly blown away by the swift north wind.

Words and sounds were lost to those eyes.

Of course I couldn't hear what she said.

The corners of the lips of the princess's pretty face under the hemp robe were slightly raised, as if thinking of something happy.

"Eyes" blinked slightly, such an expression is not uncommon.

This is the expression she often shows these days.

The "eyes" floated in the wind and snow, staring intently at the princess.

She propped her hands slightly on the city wall.

Suddenly the wind blows
The sight of the "eye" was blocked by a snowflake, just for a moment!

The woman in the black linen robe suddenly exerted strength with her hands, and there was a crisp sound on the top of the wall, and the nimble and sharp woman simply jumped out.

This is over the wall?

The black linen robe was blown up by the strong wind, and suddenly flew backwards in mid-air to high altitude.

The eyes of the "eyes" moved to the black linen robe in an instant, and then the linen robe faintly ignited in the wind and snow.

The woman fell like a thousand catties, and when she landed, a cloud of snow and fog was splashed.

Someone chuckled lightly in the fog, and flew out in an instant.

A pair of gigantic wings grew from the back of the princess, and they folded in mid-air, and then unfolded loudly after landing
The sound of sound waves piercing through the air rolled the wind and snow.

What kind of speed is that?

When the "eyes" reacted, their eyes shifted from the burning black robe in an instant, and moved to the bottom of the Silver City.

The snow is flying.

Has disappeared without a trace.

Yincheng's eyes transmit the scene he sees into the small world.

Waiting for the feedback from the city lord.

The princess has already escaped from Yincheng four times.

Be it this time, the fifth time.

There has never been a time, like today, when he blatantly jumped over the wall and ran out.

The city lord is usually just silent, which can be regarded as acquiescing to a little willfulness of his disciples.

But today is different.

The indifferent voice of the city lord soon came from the small world.

"Catch her back."

Such a voice fell, and the gate of Yincheng suddenly opened, and the wind and snow rolled back, and the "eyes" floating in the wind and snow were stung by the sudden bright light, and had no choice but to temporarily avoid the edge.

Countless people rushed out from that door.

They are fast.

"Eyes" thought dumbly, at least it was much faster than the few people who went to Xiguan last time.

It's a pity that I can still see them clearly.

So not as fast as the princess.

The "eyes" saw their figures clearly, and thought of some famous cultivation geniuses in the Little Demon Realm.

I am responsible for monitoring every move outside Yincheng, but after all, I am in a small world, and I can still hear some rumors and rumors circulating inside clearly.

That princess is a closed disciple of the city lord.

She was born extremely beautiful, practiced extremely fast, and had extremely high aptitude.

Where can I find such a beauty?
It's just that the city lord didn't speak, and no one dared to have an idea or express it.

Now the gate of Silver City is open.

The city lord gave them a chance.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The "eyes" watched them ride away.

Although the speed is fast, it can't compare to Fengxue, let alone that woman.

"Eyes" couldn't help but think a little ironically, even if they pursued them for a lifetime, they still couldn't catch up with the princess.

Snow fog forest.

Beiyuan has heavy snow all year round and is not affected by the four seasons, so February is not much different from December, but now it is approaching evening, and the orange-red sunset is sinking heavily.

All you can see is heavy snow, and the setting sun spreads a layer of warmth.

More than half of the Snow Fog Forest was burned by the fire on Sen Luo Dao.

Under the snow layer were pitch-black dead trees, some of which had been burnt to charcoal by the Suzaku Void Flame.

There was a slender figure who was not really a boy, leaning on a dead tree, looking up at the distant sky.

Look north.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the red sun that was about to sink into the horizon.

He took a deep breath, and the token in his arms began to tremble.

Messages one after another, passing through the confinement of space and time densely through the communication token at this moment, resounded closely in the arms of the little highness, trembling non-stop.

His Highness, who was leaning on the dead wood and waiting, took a deep breath.

He took out the token and put it next to his ear, closing his eyes slightly.

No one knows what message he heard.

His Highness listened quietly at first.

It seemed that the news came an hour ago.

Then came the sound of wind and snow.

And the sound of her running.

It was as if the distance was getting closer and closer, and under this token, two people who were infinitely far apart began to move towards each other.

Finally close to the horizon.

"I'm on the top of the city, and no one doubts it."

"I'm going to climb over the wall and they shouldn't be able to catch up with me."

"I escaped, and there were people chasing after me, but they were too slow to catch up."

"Twenty miles."

"Fifteen miles."

The little Highness tilted his head, thought for a while, and said softly to the token: "Detour to Yacheng Mountain, I will wait for you at the foot of the mountain in the north."

Not far from the Snow Fog Forest is Yacheng Mountain.

Holding the token with one hand, His Highness waved to the little Qingli girl in the distance and shouted: "Half a stick of incense!"

Qingli waved her hand impatiently.

The little highness smiled, and disappeared in an instant.

The black robe suddenly rolled up the wind and snow.

(End of this chapter)