Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

The latest website: At the foot of the mountain, Feixue Town, a village and town, is entrenched. The architecture is simple, but the population is dense, and the scale is comparable to a medium-sized city.

For ordinary people, Xuelong Ridge is a treasure land, because it can attract a steady stream of warriors to come, and some people will have needs. Warriors will rest in the villages and towns and prepare supplies for going up the mountain, and there are endless business opportunities.

Ye Qing was not in a hurry to climb the mountain and entered Feixue Town.

It snows here all the year round, and warriors who come and go, even earth-level warriors, are all dressed in cotton jackets to keep out the cold. Their expressions are cold and stern, showing a sense of vigilance, as if they are surrounded by enemies.

The snatching of heaven, material and earth treasures is bound to be bloody.

The short time Ye Qing came in, he had already witnessed seven or eight fights, and the common people around him looked like they were used to it.

In the central restaurant of the town, Ye Qing sat alone at a table.

His attire is very conspicuous in this barren area. Liu Wushuang ordered a custom-made military uniform, gorgeous and noble, inlaid with gold and silver, with dragon and python patterns.

The clothes alone are worth thousands of gold.

From top to bottom, from inside to outside, Ye Qing gave people a noble and inviolable aura.

Of course, without the backdrop of fancy clothes, his burly figure could attract everyone's attention.

The waiter in the restaurant was very bold. After looking at Ye Qing wantonly, he came over with a drink and said flatteringly, "Your Excellency is very unfamiliar. This is the first time you come to Xuelongling? Internal strength to keep out the cold, don't talk about it." You also have to have profound strength, right?"

"Well, it's my first time here." Ye Qing responded lightly, took the wine handed by the boy, he was more curious about this glass of wine than the purpose of the other party's visit, the smell of the wine was strong, and the smell alone had a burning Burning hot feeling, "What a strong wine."

Immediately drank it down.

"This is called dragon's blood wine. It is brewed from a unique plant in Xuelongling. It can be called the strongest wine in the southern region. It has the best effect on keeping out the cold, but you can't drink too much. A hundred cups can make an earth-level warrior riot. , internal organs burned and died.”

The boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was somewhat proud.

"It's really amazing." Ye Qing reached out and grabbed the wine jar on his plate, and put it on the table.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, but then he smiled strangely,

There are always people who don't believe in evil and end up asking for trouble.

He didn't bother to stop it, he could make a lot more money by saving people later.

He turned to get down to business, "Since you are here for the first time, you must not understand the rules here, so I have to remind you something.

"The Snow Mountain faction is the biggest force here, and they are the rules. No matter which country you are, a relative of the emperor, or a genius of any faction, if you die here, no one will be able to seek justice for you."

"Snow Mountain School?" Ye Qing raised his brows, and indeed saw some people wearing mink velvet costumes of the standard disciples along the way, and they were menacing.

The boy shook his head and sighed, "Your focus is wrong! What I want to tell you is that there are many dangers here, except for the Snow Mountain School, there are no rules.

"You made a huge mistake when you stepped into Feixue Town, your money is not in vain!"

"The wealth is not in vain?" Ye Qing seemed to have heard something funny, he took out a piece of blood-colored dragon-patterned jade in his arms, "It makes sense, that's why you came up here to warn me a little bit, in order to get rid of it. some benefits?"

The fluorescence of the jade ring is flowing, exquisitely carved, quite dazzling.

All eyes fell on the jade ring.

"Extreme grade blood jade."

Someone nearby exclaimed.

Even people who don't know the goods understand that this item is extremely valuable.

Those who come here to take risks, which one is not for money and elixir resources, money can also be exchanged for what they want.

"I don't have any money with me, I paid for the wine, and I'll give you the rest." After Ye Qing finished speaking, he took a sip of the so-called dragon's blood wine.

The boy's eyes flickered, and he struggled for a while, but he still didn't dare to pick it up.

Finally, he said depressedly: "That's right, the kid really wants a few taels of silver... But the mistake equivalent to not revealing the wealth is the crime of having a jade. The kid has his life to take this piece of jade, but he doesn't have his life to enjoy it."

Dozens of eyes around them seemed to be able to emit green light, staring darkly at where they were.

Ye Qing smiled lightly, turning a blind eye to the greedy people around him, "These two are the way for you to survive here? No... no matter in which world or where, these two sentences are the most reasonable words."

He lifted the wine jar and patted the boy's shoulder with one hand, noncommittal.

What the boy said was just the most obvious truth, and the fledgling rookie knew it, and what he could respond to him was nothing more than the old-fashioned saying that the strong are respected, and fists are the truth.

Naturally, he was not interested in talking about these things with him, so he strolled out of the restaurant.

In the restaurant, many people looked past each other, some sat down in contemplation, some quietly followed, and some still stared at the jade ring on the table.

The little servant looked thoughtfully at the direction Ye Qing left.

...

Walking out of Feixue Town, there were dozens of figures behind Ye Qing, either hiding or following openly, all with bloodthirsty and greedy eyes.

"Snow Mountain Sect, Feixue Town has a master of heaven, and there are masters in various passes of Xuelong Ridge. The strength of this sect may rank among the top three of the ten sects."

Ye Qing thought about his discovery.

As if he didn't notice those stalkers, he walked up the mountain on his own.

"How arrogant! I want to see how much you weigh, knowing that we are following, and dare to leave Feixue Town!"

"He wants to climb Xuelong Ridge? Xuelong Ridge is extremely cold, the wind is like a knife, without the slightest preparation for the cold, even if it is a warrior of the heaven rank, climbing to a height of 1,500 feet is the limit. If it is night, it will be even colder. "

"Is this person confident? Withdraw first!"

"The Four Tigers of Xiling? Hehe, you are just a cowardly bandit. In this Xuelong Ridge, you are still timid and afraid to fight for your life. What a chance!

"This person is extremely noble, and he definitely has a lot of background. There is no expert protection by his side, and if he is captured, even if there are no treasures, he may be able to learn many precious martial arts secrets!"

"..."

Hiding in all directions, they either became more fierce, or retreated cautiously.

There were still more than 30 outlaws with fierce breath hanging behind, the weapons in their hands were cold and shining.

The strongest two even have the strength of heaven.

They didn't do anything for a long time, they just wanted to test if some Ye Qing had any backhands, such as expert protection.

But now everyone has their own judgments, showing their killing intent one after another, ready to go.

Until stepping on the narrow and steep slope of Xuelongling.

"Oh." A faint sigh resounded in everyone's heart.

The people who formed a half circle on the snowy ground fell into a daze.

Staring blankly at Ye Qing with his hands behind his back in the air, he flew towards the vast snow-capped mountains like a black wild goose.

And a silent cluster of flames fell, pierced the sky, and landed on the body of a big man in the front.

In an instant, the big man was reduced to ashes before he could even make a scream.

The bird-like flame, after devouring one person's life, seemed to draw strength from it, the flame exploded into a fireball, and bounced to the next person.

The begging for mercy was drowned in the long wind and snow.

Within three breaths, more than thirty people, including the two heavenly ranks who fled in embarrassment, turned into fuel for the blood-red flame without any resistance, leaving only piles of ashes and disappearing with the wind.

"Everyone understands the truth, how many people can listen to it?!"

In the wind and snow, Ye Qing looked down at the earth, his eyes were indifferent, these people were probing, so he was giving them a chance.

It's a pity that only three or five more vigilant warriors withdrew.