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Huh!

The snow is rolling, and the weather is extremely cold.

Qingzhou is covered with silver, with few pedestrians. When he left the pass and crossed the mountains, it was a scene again. When he went north, it was cold and the earth was frozen, and it was extremely slaughtered.

The climate and environment are much more intense than Qingzhou.

The mountains are like a giant dragon lying across the ice field, which separates a large number of ice tides from going south. A mountain is separated by two heavens and earth.

In the fierce and severe cold, the world is filled with ice fog, and the visibility is extremely low. Not to mention people, even if the bears, tigers and wild boars are in such severe cold, they dare not leave their nests.

The Golden Tent Royal Court is located here, looking across the mountain from the Ming Dynasty.

But unlike the Ming Dynasty where people gathered in the city, the Golden Wolf King Courts are mostly tribes, and millions of tribes of different sizes are located on the vast snow field.

Only many tribes close to the Ming Dynasty, influenced by the trend, gradually evolved into villages, cities, and cities.

Liuji Mountain is eight thousand miles north, and there is a huge mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles. It is in the cold and has accumulated snow all year round, allowing the four seasons to change without changing its color.

Behind the mountain, there are small villages.

"Haqi!"

The cold wind in the early morning blew, and a sharp shout came.

Haqi, who was wrapped in deer skin, hugged in the ring and huddled with cattle and sheep to keep warm, shivered and woke up from his sleep without opening his eyes, he knew that it was his vicious stepmother roaring.

Without resistance, he stood up silently, wrapped in thin deer skin, picked up his axe, and with the morning snow light, he walked out of the house and out of the village.

The world is covered with heavy snow. Looking north, the mountains are endless. In winter, few people are willing to go out, let alone enter the mountains.

But he has no choice.

After his mother died, he could only survive so hard. Fortunately, he had grown up.

"Split up the family! You must separate the family!"

Holding the axe tightly and looking at the Changbai Mountains, he swore secretly.

No one is willing to accept being someone else’s dog. At least Haqi doesn’t want to, but how easy is it to split up?

He stood silently for a long time before he stood up and walked towards the mountains.

The nearby mountains and forests were occupied by several large households in the village. If he wanted to chop wood, he had to walk at least twenty miles, which was not easy in the snow and ice.

The biting cold wind was not something thin deer skin could stop it. Before long, he had to run to prevent himself from being frozen to death.

Rush ~

At one moment, he was shocked and heard a sound in the distance: "So early, someone came out to chop wood?"

He was curious and couldn't help but lean over. When he saw this, his eyes couldn't help but turn.

In the snow forest, there was a young man in thin white dress sitting cross-legged. His breathing was so long that it led to the whole forest rustling.

And the "rustling" sound he heard was the sound of various poisonous insects crawling out from the ground.

There were many poisonous insects in Baishan, but even he had never seen so many poisonous insects. He couldn't help but feel chills in his heart. However, the young man in white allowed the poisonous insects to crawl onto his body.

Withstand the bites of millions of poisonous insects!

"he……"

Haqi was a little frightened and was about to leave when he suddenly saw the young man in white open his eyes.

Click!

It seemed like a lightning flashed by, and the heat wave followed. All the poisonous insects that could be seen by the naked eye lost their breath and fell down like dust.

"May I have your name?"

Haqi staggered back and knelt down respectfully and replied: "Ha, Haqi."

"A good name, in the golden wolf's words, this means light."

The young man in white nodded.

He slowly stood up, shook off the ashes on his body, and was about to leave. Haqi looked at him, and nowhere did he get the courage, and fell to his knees:

"Haqi is your slave!"

"servant?"

The young man in white stopped and was silent:

"I don't need a slave."

"You don't want to be a slave either, right?"

The young man in white looked at him deeply, as if he saw through his heart: "You want to follow me and learn my martial arts, right?"

Haqi became more and more shocked, but he didn't know where he came from and replied loudly: "Yes!"

"Why do you want to learn martial arts?"

The man in white asked a question.

"I, I..."

Haqi was stunned. Recalling the past ten years of the morning and night, he said in a stern voice: "I, I don't want to sleep in the sheep pen anymore. I am a human, not a beast..."

“Is that all?”

The man in white hugged his hands and looked at him lightly.

Seeing that the other party was not angry, Haqi took the courage to say: "I want to have my own cattle and sheep, my own house, my own woman!"

"Is it just that?"

"ah?"

Haqi was confused: "Isn't this enough?"

"Because you have nothing, and if you have a little bit, you will be satisfied. But once you have these, you will want more."

The man in white showed a sarcastic look: "When you have cows, sheep, houses, and women, you will want land, more houses, more cows, sheep and women!"

"You will want to be the leader! You will want to expand your territory, you will want to be a Khan, you will want to settle in the Golden Staff and become the king of the grassland, you will go south to lock the pass, and you will want to become the co-lord of heaven and earth!"

His voice was not loud, but every word exploded like thunder, which made Haqi tremble all over.

In a trance, he felt that he had learned the great martial arts, walked out of the mountains, settled in the tent, owned endless land, countless cattle, sheep, women, and warriors like mountains and seas.

Unconsciously, even he himself did not notice it, and the flame of ambition was drawn out.

"I think!"

"Hahaha!"

The man in white laughed loudly on his back, as if he was quite happy. He patted Haqi on the shoulder and laughed:

"You and I are the same, you and I are the same!"

The warm air flow filled the whole body, and the cold disappeared. Haqi was stunned. Is this martial arts?!

"The mountains and forests are twenty miles in a radius. Somewhere in the forest, I have buried my martial arts secrets, divine weapons and sharp blades, and thirteen pairs of armor!"

"Use your hands and dig it out, then, all of this is yours!"

The man in white raised his sleeves and walked forward and climbed the mountain.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Ha Qi was so excited that he couldn't help but shout:

"What's your name? Where are you going?"

The sound of the man in white came from the whistling wind.

"My name is Ma Longtu. When I go to the mountains, I am about to challenge the Lord of the Seven Killing Temple, which has dominated the White Mountain and Black Water for 800 years..."

"The Black Mountain Old Demon!"

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Longyuan Road is located on the border of the Ming Dynasty and has 29 prefectures. Among them, Qingzhou is the most bitter and cold, Yunzhou is slightly better, and Baizhou is the most prosperous.

Qinghe Prefecture, one of the nine prefectures in Baizhou, is located between the three prefectures and there are many merchants in the three prefectures, so it is extremely rich, and a large number of gangs and sects have been bred.

Because Baizhou is close to Daocheng, most of the gangs and sects have something to do with Daocheng. When the imperial court cleaned the rivers and lakes, it was arranged at the last time. Later, because King Zhao of Xifu returned halfway, it became the only state in Longyuan Road that had not been cleaned.

The prosperity of martial arts is far from what Qing and Yunzhou are today.

Yang Yu led a big black dog and walked slowly on the street, feeling the lively street.

The last heavy snow was half a month ago. The warming weather caused a lot of more pedestrians on the street. It has been three or four days since he disguised himself as a Qinghe Prefecture City.

Although there are notices about him posted on the streets and alleys, this does not prevent him from going shopping.

Unlike the bleakness of Deyang Prefecture, Qinghe Prefecture is in peace, and the biggest disaster seems to be just the snow that was too heavy half a month ago, which collapsed several houses in the east of the city.
To be continued...