Chapter 1936 Snow Night (2 in 1)

Lin Ming's last stop in Qingsang City was to go to the Lin family restaurant where his parents managed the family in Qingsang City.

But at this time, this restaurant is no longer a restaurant, it is no longer in business, but is offered.

This restaurant is the treasure of the Lin family, and outsiders can't even go in to eat, not even to visit.

Even every emperor of the Tianyun Kingdom who came to Qingsang City could only pay homage from a distance.

In Tianyun Kingdom, in fact, what the Lin family represents is similar to divine power, which is above imperial power and cannot be surpassed.

Seeing this restaurant that he couldn't even enter, Lin Ming seemed to have lost interest in revisiting his old place.

The word "gu" in the old land means the past, the same as before.

Revisiting the old place, what you see is not that place, but the memories there.

When the Lin family restaurant was no longer the same as before, but completely changed its meaning, Lin Ming no longer wanted to go in.

Because, there, the memories of the past cannot be found after all...

Lin Ming left, Qingsang City, and Heavenly Fate Kingdom...

Doing the math, it had been seven or eight years since Lin Ming was sucked out of his original soul power by Sheng Mei.

Lin Ming felt that his cultivation was getting worse and worse. Although his body wouldn't age because of the little original soul power stored in his body, the fire of life that was too weak could not be used at all, nor could he carry the enormous energy and energy in his body. Cultivation.

Slowly, these powers dissipated.

He started to weaken.

He went all the way north. After walking through the villages, I walked to the northern grasslands.

This place is not as peaceful as Tianyunguo.

Troops and horses, wars all year round. Lin Ming was walking on the street, and he could feel the panic in the hearts of the pedestrians.

War, famine, and plague are probably the three most terrifying things for mortals.

And when war breaks out. Famine may also spread.

this day. It was snowing heavily.

Lin Ming walked into a deep mountain. It was already late and he couldn't see the road ahead. The snow on the flat ground was knee-deep. If it was a snow nest in the mountains, it might have swallowed a living person.

Lin Ming glanced at the white mountain ridge under the night, and wanted to climb the mountain, but suddenly, he felt an inexplicable cold, which made him shiver.

Although Lin Ming's cultivation had dropped dramatically, he couldn't stand the cold on this snowy mountain. In fact, even if the strongest ice-type martial artist in Tianyan Continent attacked Lin Ming, Lin Ming would not feel anything.

But today. He was inexplicably cold.

This seemed to come from the coldness of his soul, making Lin Ming unbearable.

He knew that this was the wound that Shengmei had left on him. It's almost incurable, and... it will only get worse, and eventually, it will kill him.

He covered this snow-capped mountain with his senses and wanted to find a place to rest.

But this time, Lin Ming's heart was shocked. He... saw a person, someone he knew. Although the appearance of the other party had changed greatly, Lin Ming still recognized him.

His appearance has too many shadows from the past, and his sword has not changed for more than 130 years...

...

"Damn the weather,

What the heck! "

"Xueye rushes on the road, it will take people's lives, and I don't know if it will freeze His Royal Highness."

The two young people complained in low voices, their voices were very small, and in the strong wind of the snowy night, they couldn't get far.

"Don't say it, we must find the little princess within three days, and then evacuate here and go to our base. After staying for a long time, we will definitely be discovered by the white guards."

An old man said this, with a hat and a child in his arms.

He wrapped the windbreaker on his body, tried his best to cover the shivering child in his arms, and headed down the road.

"What if I can't find it?" a young man said worriedly...

"It's God's will that I can't find it..." The old man sighed and shook his head, "If I remember correctly, the cave we settled in last year is right in front, and there may be some hay and firewood in it, and tonight, it will be there. Rest your feet."

While talking, the old man was looking for his way in the snow. His memory was very good. After about a quarter of an hour, he really brought everyone to the cave in his memory.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They could still bear it when they climbed the mountain in the snowy night, but the child in their arms might not be able to bear it.

Several people hurriedly got into the cave, shook off the snow on their bodies, and took off their hats.

Although the cave was cold, it was dry, and as the old man remembered, there was indeed hay and firewood.

They were going to make a fire with firewood.

But when they lit the torches to illuminate the cave, they were suddenly shocked and backed away.

With the sound of "Crack!", these people drew their weapons together!

Because, in this cave, there is another person, the other party wears a green mask on his face, the expression carved by the mask is extremely indifferent, and the other party does not even make a sound or escaping momentum, so that before they entered the cave, they were completely indifferent. Sleep.

"Who are you?"

These people are extremely vigilant, because they are facing the pursuit of white guards.

In this snow-capped mountain, a mysterious person suddenly appeared, making them face the enemy.

"Passers-by..."

Lin Ming said silently, his eyes were focused on the old man in the group.

This old man looks to be in his sixties, with a face full of years of wind and frost, but from the outline of his face, he can still vaguely see the heroic spirit of his youth.

The old man had only one arm, a head of splendid hair, a white beard, and a deep scar on his face, which almost split the entire face from the eyebrows to the neck.

Although he was extremely vigilant at this time, Lin Ming still felt a deep tiredness from his expression. His slightly dirty eyes were bloodshot, and he probably hadn't slept well for many days.

At this time, while the old man confronted Lin Ming with his sword, he also carried the child in front of him behind him. Protected this child with his body, and this child was extremely sensible, in such an occasion. He didn't cry or make trouble, he quietly lay on the old man's back and looked at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming moved his body slightly, and the shadow of the tired old man before him slowly overlapped with another shadow in Lin Ming's mind.

That shadow, dressed in fancy clothes. He wears a golden crown on his head and a long sword on his waist. His appearance is full of heroism, and the corners of his mouth often seem to have a touch of disdain and ridicule.

If it wasn't for the Scarlet Flame Sword wrapped in the skin of an old snake in the old man's hand, or if it wasn't for the fire element that Lin Ming felt familiar with.

Lin Ming really couldn't believe it. This old man turned out to be his old enemy - Zhu Yan.

When Zhu Yan was in Qingsang City, he stole his first love, Lan Yunyue.

Later, Lin Ming decided to enter the Seven Profound Martial Palace, and with a small amount of entanglement, he went to Tianyun City to participate in the assessment. Because he met Zhu Yan during the registration, Zhu Yan's friends tried to please Zhu Yan. In private, he sent someone to drive Lin Ming out of his residence. As a last resort, Lin Ming went to Damingxuan to unravel his bones. There, Lin Ming picked up the Rubik's Cube.

Afterwards, Lin Ming's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, until he showed his worth, so that the royal family in Tianyun City noticed Lin Ming. Desperately woo him.

And because of his hatred with Lin Ming, Zhu Yan was under enormous pressure and exclusion.

Even his master. The tenth prince Yang Zhen also began to persecute Zhu Yan for his own throne, forcing him to divorce Lan Yunyue.

In the end, Zhu Yan was defeated by Lin Ming. For both the Zhu family and the tenth prince, Zhu Yan not only completely lost his value, but became a burden.

So Zhu Yan was expelled.

Since then, Lin Ming has never seen Zhu Yan again, for over a hundred and thirty years.

Unexpectedly, when Lin Ming saw Zhu Yan again today, Zhu Yan was already like this.

The scar on his face, his one arm, his old and tired face...

Lin Ming could even see that he had a dark wound on his body, which might even affect his martial arts path.

All of this allowed Lin Ming to imagine how many vicissitudes Zhu Yan had gone through over the years.

"you know me?"

Zhu Yan noticed Lin Ming's eyes, and he was in shock.

Lin Ming didn't answer. He was leaning against the rock wall with some hay under him. At this moment, he still felt the bone-chilling cold.

The pain from his soul was unbearable for him.

"He... he seems to be shaking." Someone looked at Lin Ming and whispered.

"Is it freezing?"

People thought it was a bit absurd. Originally, a masked man who suddenly appeared here thought he was here to assassinate their peerless master, but now, he was shaking so badly that he seemed to be unable to stand the cold wind in the mountains.

"Scared me, I thought it was some kind of expert..."

"Don't take it lightly!"

Several people were selected in the farthest corner from Lin Ming. They sat down carefully and kept an eye on Lin Ming.

"Old Yan, do you think we're taking this person..." A person said carefully using real yuan voice transmission, "I don't know if he heard our conversation before..."

"The snow is strong and the wind is strong, and he can't hear it. If he can hear it, it proves that his cultivation is far higher than ours. In that case, if we fight him, we will be killed by him, so... don't make trouble, the origin of this person I don't know, although he looks sick, I don't know why, I feel a little strange looking at him."

Zhu Yan said slowly, he no longer uses this name, his current name only has one character - "Yan".

A group of people raised a bonfire, roasted around the fire, ate dry food and bacon, and drank water. They were always vigilant towards Lin Ming.

The boy in Zhu Yan's arms was very quiet from beginning to end. He blinked his eyes and looked at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming noticed that on the boy's chest, there was a very inconspicuous bronze medal hanging with red silk threads. On the bronze medal, there was a flower petal-shaped pattern.

Zhu Yan seemed to realize something. He took it easy and tucked the bronze medal in front of the boy into the boy's collar...

After eating, Zhu Yan began to close his eyes and rest, but his attention was always on Lin Ming.

For some reason, the more he looked at this man, the more he felt a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what this feeling was.

Lin Ming also paid attention to Zhu Yan. For more than 130 years, the world has changed. Thinking back to that arrogant young man back then, it was hard for Lin Ming to imagine that a person could have such a transformation...

What they said just now outside the cave. Lin Ming heard it. Obviously, these people were looking for the royal family's children.

Lin Ming traversed the Northern Desert these days. The army was in chaos, and I probably guessed the cause and effect of this.

This is a war between mortal nations, one country is destroyed by another, the royal family flees the capital, the prince and princess are separated...

And Zhu Yan, leading his subordinates to find these royal family orphans, is obviously a very dangerous task.

accidentally. will be killed by the enemy.

Lin Ming felt that Zhu Yan was not doing everything for glory and wealth. Because Zhu Yan's lifespan is not very long. For Zhu Yan's current realm, the life span of a hundred years is already the limit.

I am afraid that he cannot wait for the revival of the country, and this kind of defeated dynasty. It's hard to make a comeback.

What is the reason to support him to do all these insignificant, but extremely dangerous things?

Just as these thoughts flashed through Lin Ming's mind, a sheepskin water bag suddenly flew towards Lin Ming.

Lin Ming stretched out his hand and took the water bag in his hand. The water in the bag was hot. It had just been burned on the bonfire before pouring it into the water bag.

This was thrown by Zhu Yan.

"Is it frozen? Take a sip of hot water." Zhu Yan looked at Lin Ming, his eyes always vigilant.

Lin Ming pulled the lid off. After taking a sip, he sent the bag back.

He didn't speak to Zhu Yan, and the others just rested in a cave. The other party took turns to watch the night, while Lin Ming stayed up all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhu Yan and the others brought their hats and set off early. A group of men and horses plunged into the vast snow. disappearing soon...

Lin Ming silently looked at Zhu Yan's back and walked into the snow...

He came to a small town. There are not many people in the town, no one sweeps the snow, and the ground is white.

Walking down the street, Lin Ming felt the chill in his body getting heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, his body shook, his face suddenly pale, and at that moment, from his body, an indescribable pain surged into the sea of ​​souls.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Lin Ming's mouth, and the bright scarlet splattered all over his clothes, looking shocking.

Lin Ming's body trembled, he couldn't hold it any longer and slowly fell to the ground.

Many people saw this scene, some women screamed, and some hurried away.

In times of war, everyone here was very vigilant, and they thought that someone was killing people in the street.

But when he looked carefully, he found that Lin Ming seemed to have vomited blood out of nowhere.

"What's up with him."

"Who knows, maybe a hidden injury has occurred."

"Looking at the mask on his face, he shouldn't be an ordinary person, maybe someone from some organization, maybe a killer..."

"He must have kung fu on him, and he was probably injured by more powerful people."

As the people said this, they retreated far away. There was a soft-hearted woman who couldn't bear it. She wanted to help Lin Ming, but was stopped by her husband.

"Now the army is in chaos, don't make trouble, if he is from the old court, if we save him, we will be a death sentence."

People avoided it far away, like hiding from a plague god.

Lin Ming's body twitched, and he was suffering from indescribable pain. This kind of pain came from his soul. It was the pain caused by the exhaustion of his soul.

He felt that his strength was madly passing away, and the meridians and blood vessels in his body were violently torn apart.

The pain lasted for an hour, and the snow under him was already dyed red with blood. The contrast between the two bright colors of red and white was hideous and poignant.

"Big brother, you... are you alright..."

When Lin Ming almost fainted from the pain, he suddenly heard a timid voice ringing in his ear.

When Lin Ming opened his eyes, he saw a dirty little girl, waiting for her bright eyes to look at him. She was carrying a tattered suitcase, and around her neck was a bag that she had picked up from somewhere. Broken clay pot, obviously, she is a beggar.

"Big brother, if you drink some water, maybe it will be better." The little girl timidly handed out the kettle, "I don't have anything to eat anymore, so I can only give you some water..."

The little girl looked very pitiful. In such a cold weather, her clothes were in tatters, so that her little face and little hands were red with cold.

Lin Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly. "no need……"

In such a time of chaos, the little girl in front of me is probably an orphan, and her parents have already died in the war...

No parents. She could only beg everywhere, but in the war-torn years, the people themselves could not get enough to eat. Where will there be any alms to the children.

Her fate, I am afraid that she can only starve to death...

Thinking of this, Lin Ming felt a little depressed.

The suffering of mortals is everywhere.

These afflictions may seem trivial in the eyes of warriors, but it is a big thing to fall on the parties.

Lin Ming really wanted to help this little girl. Unfortunately, he couldn't help at all. Even if you give her a steamed bun, you can't do it with a few coins.

He was sad in his heart, and at this moment, he suddenly noticed on the little girl's neck. Tie a thin red silk thread.

This red silk thread was exactly the same as the red silk thread on the boy's neck that Lin Ming had seen in the cave before.

After a scan of his perception, Lin Ming discovered that under the little girl's tattered clothes, there was a bronze medal. The bronze medal was engraved with a flower-like pattern, exactly the same as the boy's...

The conversation between Zhu Yan and his subordinates suddenly flashed across Lin Ming's mind. What Zhu Yan said was: "Don't talk about it. We must find the little princess within three days, and then evacuate here and go to our base. After staying for a long time, we will definitely Will be discovered by the white guards..."

little princess...

Could it be that the little girl in front of her was the little princess Zhu Yan was looking for?

The orphans of the old court, from the days when they were originally dressed in fine clothes and food, to now, have suffered from the sufferings of the world...

Probably because of such a drastic change. At a young age, she knows how to sympathize with others.

Lin Ming was silent for a while. He took the little girl's hand.

The little girl did not resist, and let Lin Ming lead her.

Lin Ming spread his perception, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

After that, Lin Ming easily found Zhu Yan and the others. They were in an unremarkable small restaurant, eating and talking with the owner of the restaurant...

Lin Ming turned his head and said to the little girl, "Would you like to follow me? I'll take you to find your brother."

Lin Ming's words made the little girl stunned for a moment. She took a step back with a bit of vigilance in her eyes.

However, Lin Ming's gaze seemed to contain an indescribable, incomparably intimate feeling. Slowly, she nodded.

Lin Ming picked up the little girl, wrapped his windbreaker, and walked towards the inconspicuous little restaurant.

The small restaurant was seven or eighty miles away from Lin Ming, in another small town.

Lin Ming didn't walk very fast, but for some reason, the distance of nearly a hundred miles only took a stick of incense at his feet.

When Lin Ming hugged a little girl and walked into this small restaurant.

Zhu Yan and his party were stunned for a moment, and immediately they were vigilant and held down their weapons.

The shop owner was quick-witted and closed the door directly.

"It's you... how are you..."

Zhu Yan looked at Lin Ming and was in shock.

Meeting Lin Ming twice in a row, the first time could be said to be a coincidence, but the second time, it was definitely not.

This small restaurant was actually one of their secret strongholds. The owner of the restaurant was the former deputy commander of the imperial guards and was loyal to the emperor.

At this time, Zhu Yan and the others noticed the child in Lin Ming's arms.

Suddenly facing so many weapons, this little girl was obviously a little scared. She leaned against Lin Ming's arms, her dirty little face was pale.

Zhu Yan did not know this little girl, but the boy behind him did.

He was stunned for a while, and finally tried to call out, "Boaner, is that you?"

The little girl looked at the boy and was suddenly stunned. After she was stunned for a long time, tears rolled in her eyes, "Brother! It's really you!"

The little girl remembered that Lin Ming said that he would take her to find her brother, but she didn't expect that he would find it.

Half a year ago, the country collapsed, and they could say that they were parting from life and death, but they never expected to see each other again today.

Lin Ming put the little girl down, the little girl ran over and hugged her brother.

Zhu Yan was completely dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

Others were even more stunned, it was like a dream.

what is the problem?

How could this masked man hold the little princess over?

This could never be a coincidence. The masked man in front of him was obviously looking for him with the little princess in his arms.

How do the masked people know that they are looking for the little princess, and how do they know that the little princess is this little girl.

Even if he found the little princess, how would he know about their secret stronghold?

Everything is incredible!

Zhu Yan looked at Lin Ming, holding the sword in his hand. He noticed Lin Ming's chin that was exposed outside the mask, as well as his hands.

From this point of view, Lin Ming's age is not too old, that is, he looks like he is in his twenties. At this age, it is impossible to be a peerless master, right?

At this moment, Lin Ming coughed violently. He covered the lower corners of the mask with his hands. He couldn't stop his coughing, as if he was about to burst his lungs.

Slowly, blood flowed out from Lin Ming's fingers, wisps of blood, which he coughed out, shocking!

The people around Zhu Yan looked at each other, all swallowed a mouthful of saliva, coughing up blood and coughing like this.

How do you look at it, this person is already terminally ill, and his life is not long...

And at this moment, Lin Ming suddenly froze for a moment. In the moment just now, he felt that there was a murderous intent... he locked onto this place!

His perception spread, and he saw a group of swordsmen in white cloaks approaching here at a very fast speed.

Wherever they passed, the people were frightened and fled, like avoiding scorpions and snakes!

The target of these white-robed swordsmen was the small restaurant where Lin Ming was!

(6000 words, put together.)

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