The cold wind is like a knife, and there is snow falling thousands of miles away.

A large number of people and horses have been coming from south to north, heading towards the direction of Snow Moon City.

A series of messy footprints were left on the pale snow.

The heaven and earth are in a state of silence, and the wind is howling.

The broken cloak rustled and the bamboo hat swayed in the strong wind.

There are about thirty people in this group, their eyes are like daggers, and they have a lot of secrets hidden in their bodies.

It can be seen from the eyes and rough cheeks that each of them crawled out from the pile of dead people.

These people come to Snow Moon City for only one purpose.

On the orders of Zhao Zhuan, he assassinated Xu Fengnian and everyone in Beiliang, provoking a dispute between Snow Moon City and Beiliang.

Of course, if they were asked to assassinate Lu Zhong, they would not dare to do it even if they had 10,000 courages.

Even a dead soldier would not end his life in vain like this.

But the people who assassinated Xu Fengnian and Beiliang were completely different.

Perhaps their cultivation level is not necessarily higher than that of Qingniao and others.

But this is killing, not a competition.

Victory or defeat is not important, what is important is life and death.

They have countless ways to plot against Tao Zhiyaoyao.

And at this time, Lao Huang was still in Martial Emperor City.

The biggest threat is no longer there, so these people can naturally relax and take action.

"Ahead is Snow Moon City."

The leading man stopped and looked coldly at the city covered in snow.

"After entering the city, disperse and gather here in two hours!"

In the city, Blue Bird and Sweet Potato were walking on the street.

Snow Moon City is a bit deserted today.

Perhaps because of the heavy wind and snow, most of the street vendors had gone home, and only pedestrians in twos and threes walked past in a hurry.

"How long do you think Lu Zhong plans to imprison him for? Hongshu is clear.

She was wearing a red robe, which covered her plump figure and made her look very cute.

Qingniao shook his head and said calmly: "I don't know."

The two continued walking until they reached a quiet alley.

Hongshu suddenly stopped and asked, "You like Lu Zhong, right?"

After saying that, her clear, watery eyes looked at the blue bird without blinking.

"Ah?" Qingniao didn't expect that Hongshu would suddenly ask this question, and was stunned on the spot.

There was a rare trace of panic on her face, which rarely showed emotion.

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" In the snow and wind, Qingniao deliberately avoided Hongshu's eyes and looked towards the end of the alley.

...Please give me flowers...

Do you like Lu Zhong?

Scenes from three years ago flashed through her mind.

From the first time Qingniao saw Lu Zhong, he was vaguely attracted to him.

When Lu Zhong confessed his love to her, she was a little moved.

However, Qingniao is a dead soldier of the Northern Liang Palace, and she cannot leave because of her promise and shackles.

0...0

Recalling the past scene, the corners of Qingniao's mouth couldn't help but raise upwards, and he unconsciously showed an imperceptible smile, but it was fleeting.

Seeing the look from Hongshu, her eyes flickered and she subconsciously started to escape.

The wind and snow filled the air, blowing on the face like a knife.

Hongshu looked at the blue bird and said, "I just want to know.

Qingniao shook his head: "I don't know."

"I like him." Hongshu mustered up the courage to say, "I already liked him three years ago, otherwise, I would not lead the way for him."

"It's a pity..." Hongshu lowered his head in despair, his cute face full of regret.

She looked at her toes and smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that I'm just beginning to notice...five."

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