The sky was getting darker, and the cold wind swept through the ice and fire corridor. I don’t know what the Qingyang side, which was hot during the day, is now, but it is certain that the environment on Youlong’s side has become more and more strange. The cold wind is like thousands of sharp knives slashing across the cheeks, and the biting coldness of the flesh made Mu Xiao shudder. Qi Nian behind his back dropped his hands on his chest, and the purple long skirt blew behind him in the cold wind, and a sound of slapping came.

Although Jiang Qiaoqiao, who was walking side by side, was extremely reluctant to let Mu Xiao carry her on her back, she was helpless. After all, after some trouble, Qi Nian still showed no sign of waking up, so she could only take her back to Tongzhen before talking.

"Brother Xiao, Tongzhen should be ahead, it seems that there are still a few miles." Jiang Qiaoqiao said, pointing to the house in the distance.

At the top of the mountain several miles away, there were scattered buildings emitting smoke from cooking stoves. The two of them couldn't help but feel happy. However, at this time, a disharmonious sound came from under their feet, just like the sound when they stepped on a dead tree. Then a circle of strange ripples suddenly spread out from the white ice on the ground, and a strong evil aura suddenly enveloped them.

"Brother Xiao, be careful!" Jiang Qiaoqiao shouted in panic. At this time, Linglong Sword was already in his hand.

A white bone was moved three times, and a faint green light was emitted from it. Mu Xiao flew through the air with Qi Nian on his back several feet. The skeleton stood up with a whoosh. The skeleton lingered with a faint green light actually moved, and the empty eyes were filled with green smoke. The first time Mu Xiao and Jiang Qiaoqiao saw such a strange thing, they were also surprised.

Jiang Qiaoqiao held the Linglong sword and swept across the skeleton. The sword energy cut through the blue light and flashed through the lumbar spine of the skeleton, but nothing was wrong. At this time, the White Bone Family actually floated towards her. That's right, it floated over. The skeleton was about three feet above the ground. At this time, every bone was wrapped in green dizzy. The seemingly unsolid skeleton exuded powerful power. Although it seemed that it was not unbearable at the moment, the breath was so cold that it was scary.

Jiang Qiaoqiao jumped up and used the Linglong sword formation decisively. The blue light poured down. At this time, the skeleton had already rushed to her. The white claws poked forward and attacked Jiang Qiaoqiao. What was terrible was that they could be separated. The body bones were several meters away, and the hand claw bones had appeared in front of Jiang Qiaoqiao.

Jiang Qiaoqiao flashed lightly, and her claws swept across her waist with a punch, and a gust of wind whistled. Jiang Qiaoqiao's sword formation blew towards the body of the skeleton. After a few bangs, the green dizziness dissipated, the white bones fell to the ground, and a yellow paper talisman burned beside the skeleton.

Jiang Qiaoqiao jumped to Mu Xiao and said solemnly: "There are people nearby using puppet techniques to control bones, so it is not advisable to stay here for a long time."

"Puppet Technique? There is such an expert in Tongzhen?" Mu Xiao couldn't believe it.

Looking back at the bones scattered on the ground, he held Qi Nian behind him and said to Jiang Qiaoqiao thoughtfully: "Then we have to leave here even more. It seems that the person who uses puppet technique should be in Tongzhen, and his strength is not weak."

"There are not many people who know puppet skills. If you can manipulate bones so far, your strength should be above the Pseudo-Sword Sect. It is not ruled out that someone can know how to refine corpses." Jiang Qiaoqiao said with some concern.

"It's okay, let's leave here first." Mu Xiao said as he walked towards Tongzhen.

...

At the first or two-story inn in Tongzhen, a fat man with a greasy face sat on the ground, sweating heavily at the doll in front of him whose holes were broken. He looked a little frightened, and reached out to pick up the doll, looked around and muttered: "How come you have met a master in the past two days! It's so unlucky."

"You are not convinced that you are stupid. Who can pass through the Ice and Fire Galleries is an ordinary person? You have to set up puppets there at this level, which is so embarrassing." At this time, a white-haired old man walked in at the door, wearing a gray robe dragging the wooden floor slowly. The snow-white whisk fell down from his elbow like long hair, and looked at the fat man with kindness and showed a bit of doting.

"Master."

The fat man's face under his short hair looked like a Buddha statue. His greasy arms were trembling. As he spoke, he stood up in a hurry, and the wooden boards under his feet made a squeaking sound that made people worry. The fat man looked at the old man and grinned foolishly, "Don't the strength of the puppet depends on the master's puppet talisman? The disciple is just a coolie. Hehe!"

"Okay, you half-baked, you are actually a master. I won't deal with you." The old man said as he whisk went to the fat man, as if he wanted to teach the fat man a lesson, but he was a little reluctant. The old man took back the whisk and said again: "Forget it, let's go downstairs to guard and see who are coming."

The old man said as he sat down at the chair next to the table, picked up the tea bowl and wanted to drink it up. The fat man stretched out his hand and the old man's bowl was frozen in the air. The old man looked at the fat man in surprise and smiled. The fat man lifted the kettle and smiled: "Master, the tea is cold, I'll change it for you!"

"Yeah, OK!" The fat man took the tea bowl and sprinkled it on one side, then put it back on the table to replace the tea.

The fat man covered the teapot and turned around and walked downstairs. The lanterns on the first floor of the inn had been lit, and the sky was already gray outside. The fat man stepped down the last stairs and jumped to the front of the stage to see a middle-aged man who was flipping through the account book. His eyes narrowed slightly and showed a simple smile and asked, "Shopkeeper, can anyone come in to stay in the hotel just now?"

"No!" The middle-aged man continued to bury his head, carefully searching the account book, and fiddling with beads on the abacus from time to time.

Tick, Tick

The sound of beads colliding made the fat man curious for a while. Then he looked back and saw that it was already dark outside. The fat man frowned and thought to himself, someone had walked out of the Ice and Fire Gallery, why haven't he arrived here for so long? Did they bypass Tongzhen? It seemed that there was no other way except here, so it seemed that he had to report to his master first.

The swollen and fat body pulled away from the front of the stage and was about to walk to the second floor. Suddenly, the sound of clear footsteps turned outside the door, and he stopped and looked back at the entrance of the inn. At this time, Mu Xiao and Jiang Qiaoqiao stepped into the inn gate at the same time. The fat man didn't say anything, leaned against the stair railing and touched his chin, looking up and down at Mu Xiao and others.

Seeing a guest coming, the shopkeeper naturally bowed and laughed. At this time, he strode from behind the counter to Mu Xiao and the others and welcomed him: "How many guest officials do you want?"

"Two rooms!" Mu Xiao answered simply.

The middle-aged man glanced over Mu Xiao's back and asked carefully: "This..."

"We got lost and missed the Ice and Fire Gallery. On the way, we found that this friend suffered some coldness. We took her to bring her over." Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became a little ugly, and he wanted to speak but stopped looking embarrassed: "It's not that I'm not inhumane. Since I'm not my partner, I think I'd better put her outside!"

When the middle-aged man saw that Qi Nian's breath on Mu Xiao's back was a little weak, he felt very unhappy to let her stay in the store.

"Why is this?" Mu Xiao asked displeasedly.

The middle-aged man timidly coughed and said, "She has a breath that is vague, and it is 80% difficult to survive tonight. She can't stay in the store. If something happens, it will be so unlucky. I will have to do business in the future."

The man was determined and had no humanity in his words. Mu Xiao suddenly became angry and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with cold eyes. The middle-aged man trembled, but he did not change his mind.

At this time, Jiang Qiaoqiao stepped forward and said, "She just suffered a little cold. She would be fine after resting for a night. She also asked the boss to give up her hands."

Although Jiang Qiaoqiao was unhappy, she spoke politely. After all, there might not be many inns in this town. If the house in front of her couldn't live there, it would be impossible to stay on the streets. Since he dared to speak like this, it means that it would be difficult for other places to settle in this town.

Sure enough, when the middle-aged man saw Jiang Qiaoqiao's pleading, he became even tougher and his voice was a little louder: "There is only my inn in Tong Town. If you insist on taking her with you, you may be on the street tonight."

"Well! I said saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The shopkeeper, you are not so ruthless, right? I think this girl is just suffering from some cold and will not take her life."

At this time, the fat man who was originally watching the show by the stairs and railings walked towards the few people with a big belly, with a bright smile on his face and a strange aura on his body was secretly emitting.

When Mu Xiao frowned, the fat man had already walked to the side of several people. At this time, the inn owner's expression was a little painful, his face was gloomy under the light, and a large amount of sweat rolled down from his forehead. The fat man's smile became stronger, and his big hand gently patted the middle-aged man.

With a thud, the middle-aged man knelt down in front of Mu Xiao, looked up at the fat man and said in panic: "Please spare me, please stay here, the young man will book a room for them!"

"Hey, that's right. If you don't make money, how can you be worthy of doing business?" The fat man grinned and disappeared without a trace. The inn owner got up in panic and half fled to the counter.

The fat man turned around proudly and nodded to Mu Xiao and said, "In the lower half, I will live in the second floor. If you have anything to do, shout!"

"Thank you, brother, Mu Xiao!" Mu Xiao nodded and responded with a smile. Although he was puzzled, he didn't say much.

Half-baked glance at Qi Nian on Mu Xiao's back, turned around and walked towards the second floor. At this time, the inn owner had taken the key and handed it to Jiang Qiaoqiao.

"We only need one room, and the room price is calculated at the price of three rooms, so we think it is thanks to the shopkeeper!" Jiang Qiaoqiao took a key and put the silver in the middle-aged man with the other hand.

The middle-aged man looked scared and glanced at the second floor and turned around and said embarrassedly: "No, since you only need one room for two, you will naturally only charge one room for money."

Carefully draw some of the broken silver and give way to Mu Xiao and Jiang Qiaoqiao.

At this time, in the room on the second floor, a half-baked bowl of tea was purred, and the tea left on the corner of his mouth was not wiped. The old man sitting on the chair showed a puzzled expression to him: "What's wrong with you? He was panicked!"

Half-baked man walked around the square table and attached himself to the old man's ear and whispered softly: "Master, you must not guess who is downstairs. Hehe!"

"Who?"

The old man stroked the whisk, his face calmly, and he asked casually at the silly disciple in front of him.

Half-baked boy twisted his fat body and took two steps to the side. The wooden floor squeaked. He reached out and grabbed the chair and returned to sit opposite the old man, with a mysterious smile on his face: "Are you aware of guessing?"

"Don't use it as a teacher to start brushing!" The old man glanced at the eyes, and the whisk in his hand shook a few times on one side. A few white hairs fell lightly on the floor, quietly rolling into a small circle.

Half-baked look at the master's face with boredom, so he didn't think of teasing him anymore. He cleared his throat and looked at the door again. After confirming that there was no one, he said in a deep voice: "Young Master Shuramen Qi Nian, but he seemed to be injured and saved by two young men and women."

"Qi Nian?"

The old man's face changed in shock, a gleam of light appeared in his deep eyes, and then he smiled faintly.
Chapter completed!