Chapter 510: Young Master Xueyuan

The taste of the meat was not good, the skinny woman almost vomited it out a few times, but she swallowed it desperately, and the last trace of meat was dipped into the stomach with coarse grain steamed buns.

And the jug of wine, because it was mixed with too much water, naturally tasted even worse, not only bland, but also had a sour taste straight to the forehead, but the woman still drank it all in one gulp, and she couldn't pour out a drop, so she put the jug aside.

It looked like she was reincarnated like a starving ghost.

But it's not for hunger.

In the bitter cold place of the snowy plain, no one can resist the wind, frost and cold. Even if the practitioner is physically strong, he must constantly circulate his mana to resist the cold wind.

The reason for eating the snow mutton is that although the snow mutton was born in the bitterly cold snowfield, it is a fiery monster. Therefore, its meat can not only replenish the energy needed by the body for practitioners, but also help them resist the cold to a certain extent.

And that pot of ice grass brew is a kind of wine unique to the snow field. When brewing, the elixir ice crystal grass is added, which can keep the human body at a lower temperature for a long time, so that it can maintain physical strength for a longer period of time.

These two things are the most common and lowest-level cultivation resources, or survival resources, on the snowfield.

Of course, there are many better resources that can allow people to resist the severe cold on this snow field.

But those are all very valuable things, but they are not affordable for today's skinny women...

After gobbling for a while, the thin woman didn't leave immediately, but huddled in a corner, hugging her body, sitting and warming herself by the fire of a cauldron with snow mutton not far away, breathing quietly, she looked extremely tired, and seemed to be asleep.

"Damn it, I'm staying here again and refuse to leave!"

The shop waiter came over to clean up the wooden plate and jug, looked at the woman in disgust, and kicked her.

The woman leaned to one side, then moved to the other side, buried her head in her arms, pretending not to hear.

On the snow field, sleep is also very important for practitioners.

Because on the snowfield, there is a strong wind blowing all the year round, and the spirituality fluctuates, it is difficult to introduce the physical body through breathing, so compared to meditating and breathing, sleep can give them a better rest, and they will not die of exhaustion when they go out.

For this moment of rest, even if he is scolded, he can only endure it.

This seems to be a very thick-skinned thing, but in a world full of wind and snow, how can a thin-skinned person survive?

Looking at the sleeping woman, the heavy and dirty fur on her body seemed unable to conceal her slender and graceful figure. The diners in the inn lobby suddenly laughed softly, whispering some sweet topics one by one, and kept glancing at the thin woman.

At this time, the wind and snow outside the inn seemed to be a little lighter, and the sky was getting brighter.

The woman moved her body, then slowly stood up again, with heavy steps, and walked towards the outside of the inn.

"Is she still going?"

"This is really a lunatic, isn't he afraid of dying on Wuxue Mountain?"

"In the realm of foundation establishment, how could it be possible to climb over that mountain?"

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"..."

The surrounding diners couldn't help but murmured, and they all looked at the woman in astonishment.

But the woman didn't seem to hear it, but with a calm and resolute expression, she walked out of the door of the inn, and then stepped on the thick snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, facing the whistling heavy snow like a blade, and walked straight to the north.

There, there is a mountain towering high into the sky with thick lead clouds. It is like the intersection of the earth and the sky. It is high above, like a ladder to the sky. The wind and snow blow from above, like raging waves and torrents.

The woman didn't know how many times, but with the belief that she couldn't come back, she walked towards the mountain.

"What a stubborn chick, is she from the Central Region of Kyushu?"

"Hehe, it's very prosperous and rich in resources. I heard that the ladies there all embroider with flying swords. I didn't expect to have such a temperament. They insisted on going over the Wuxue Mountain that swallowed so many lives..."

"It's said that the snowfield is a place that inspires people, but who knows how many ascetics died here?"

After the thin woman left, many diners started talking in low voices.

Although someone's words were meant to be ridiculed, they contained a hint of admiration that even he himself could not detect.

"Hehe, if you feel distressed, wouldn't it be good to keep her and carry her into the room to keep her warm?"

But as he talked, things changed, and someone beside him started to make fun of him.

"Haha, this girl's cultivation level is not high, but she is not easy to mess with!"

Immediately someone laughed, and said: "It's not that no one has taken her idea before. Although her cultivation level is not high and she can't sell her soul, it's not bad to take it back to make a cauldron. But the evil cultivator who took her idea before was very embarrassed. She was dragged by her forcibly, and she was about to blow up Leishenwan to die together, but Duan Laoer was very scared. After that, there will be fewer evil cultivators who tried to make her idea!"

"Hehe, do you think she has survived to this day by relying on this?"

The innkeeper who had been dozing off on the counter in the inn sneered, and said: "She has survived until now, and no one dares to provoke her. It is because the famous Tong Laomo took a fancy to her and said that he wanted to arrest her and go back to double cultivation. With Tong Laomo's reputation, who else would dare to attack her? But Tong Laomo is a fastidious person and doesn't like to force people, so she can be here for a few days. The grinding was gone, so I just forcibly took her back..."

"Ouch……"

After hearing this, the diners immediately became interested, and said with a smile: "Tong Laomo's methods and tricks are well known, and I don't know that this little girl's thin body can survive several rounds on Tong Laomo's bed..."

"Haha, that sloth bear hugs a tree, Jade Mountain hangs upside down..."

Everyone laughed and talked, their eyes lit up, as if they had seen some wonderful pictures.

But at this moment, a person suddenly heard a sneer and said: "Although Tong Laomo is famous, he hasn't made a move for many years. Now on this snowfield, there are several new ruthless ones, the white dog who haunts the side of the Baishi River, the young master of the Bliss Valley, and the Snow Wolf Sword who became famous in the battle of the White Demon Valley. These are not simple characters, each one is more ruthless..."

Hearing the names of these people, the voices of the discussion were low, but soon some people sneered: "Now that the younger generation is getting up, they are ruthless enough, but when it comes to their skills, I'm afraid they are not as good as that old formidable and slippery Tong Laomo?"

The person before seemed to have expected to say that, sneered, and said: "If these people are a little worse than Tong Laomo, then the last of the four new recruits in Xueyuan, Mr. Xue, is it okay?"

Upon hearing the title of "Master Xue", the hearts of all the diners sank.

Someone couldn't help sighing: "If that scumbag meets Tong Laomo, maybe it will be a good show..."

"Young Master Xue, Young Master Xue... Alas, there have been many ruthless people in the snow field throughout the ages, but there are not many who are as ruthless as this one!"

Hearing everyone's discussion, but the waiter in the shop was dumbfounded, and hurriedly said: "Who is this person, why haven't I heard of it?"

A diner next to him asked him to come over to pour wine, pretending to be mysterious: "You haven't heard of it, but I can't blame you. This Mr. Xue, he appeared in the snow field not long ago. We also came from the White Corpse River, so we learned his name. It is said that he is not old, and he does not know where he came from. He usually looks like a scholar. He is holding a white cat. He is usually polite to everyone, but he is not soft on killing people. Ten evils, but they were all killed by him..."

"Wow..."

The shop waiter's hand trembled while pouring the wine, and he spilled most of it at once, his face turned pale.

"These... are all people who have been famous for a long time..."

The diner didn't blame him, he sighed and waved his hand, and said: "Who says it's not, these old guys are old and tough, and they are strong. Even the disciples of Xijianchi have never attacked them, but this Mr. Xue killed them all when he entered the snowfield. Even if the other party begged for mercy and surrendered, he didn't spare any of them. It can be said that he is ruthless and merciless..."

While talking, he sighed softly, and said: "And this is actually the origin of his Mr. Xue's name. In fact, the word 'Xue' was originally the word for 'Blood'. Other people kill people, there is always a reason, but he wants to kill people because of his whim. We can guess, he may have just entered Xueyuan not long ago, and he deliberately wanted to kill a few more famous Liwei..."

"The devil, this is really a devil..."

"That's right, I've stayed in this snowy field for so long, and I haven't seen such a cruel person..."

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"..."

Everyone sighed in a low voice, and the atmosphere in the lobby gradually became depressing.

Everyone was inexplicable, and felt a little cold in their hearts, as if they had seen the unblinking appearance of Mr. Xue.

"Wow..."

But at this moment, the door of the inn was suddenly pushed open heavily.

Immediately, endless wind and snow swept into the inn. The strong wind made everyone almost breathless. The diners were already nervous and depressed, and they were startled. The tables were overturned, but they were shocked and furious. They jumped up one by one, especially the very bad-tempered waiter, who rushed over angrily and wanted to yell...

But he didn't curse.

Because the wind and snow blown away from the store entrance, a slender young man was revealed. He looked young, wearing a green robe, with a piece of rice-colored animal skin around his shoulders, and a refined look on his face. When he saw people, he looked very polite.

But the most frightening thing is that in his arms, he is holding a white cat with an expression like a grandfather!