The bloody battle on Dading Mountain lasted all night.

When the morning light splashed on this snow-capped mountain, the forest became quiet inexplicably, leaving only the ancient trees with scars and the broken limbs on the snow.

From a distance, Dading Mountain seems to be no different from last night, except that there are occasional blood red spots, which is particularly eye-catching.

Zhang Xiaodao was a little worried. Although he was definitely not kind, he didn't want to see too many young disciples of the sect die.

Died in this snow-capped mountain, died in this meaningless war!

The eldest brother did not return overnight, which was another reason why he was worried. Although he believed that the eldest brother should have no opponent on this mountain, since half-step Mingxuan had already gone down the mountain to hunt, the people on the top of the mountain would naturally be stronger.

There are indeed more powerful figures on the top of the mountain, because the eldest brother has already reached the top of the mountain.

It seemed that there were two thatched huts on the cliff that had been flattened by the sword of the gods. This reminded the elder brother of his home, but the scenery behind the academy was much more beautiful than the top of Dading Mountain, which was full of wind and snow.

The old man in black hid in one of the huts with Qin Hong. The eldest brother did not go in because he knew that it would be a hard battle after entering, so he wanted to rest.

So, on the top of Dading Mountain, a passerby sitting cross-legged and resting appeared on the top of Dading Mountain.

Passers-by will not come to the top of the mountain at this time without any time. The woman in the hut pushed open the door, and the hot air and cold air alternated slightly to form a mist.

The woman's name is Yang Fenglan, who is in her thirties. She still has no charm and is extremely old like a sixty-year-old woman.

After she walked out of the hut, she brought out a chair at the door, then sat down, and asked tiredly, "I didn't expect you to come."

The senior brother sitting cross-legged raised his head, looked at the old lady in front of him, and asked tentatively: "Grandma?"

The word grandma has a certain lethality for any woman, especially for middle-aged women, which is equivalent to a heart-wrenching blade.

The elder brother's tone was extremely polite, which made people unable to find any fault. When he saw his handsome and pleasing cheeks, he probably wouldn't be furious even a middle-aged woman because the elder brother called out "grandma".

Yang Fenglan was not angry, but just raised her eyebrows, as if she remembered the word "grandma" that was the same name for herself.

The eldest brother said, "In the 16th year of Qiyuan, Fuzhou will assassinate me. I tried every means to learn that a man named Grandma was their leader. I guess it was you."

"In the 14th year of Qi Nian, clues were found in Yueming Palace, and the family of Shang clan members were destroyed. The only clue found was that they were only ordered by a man named Grandma."

"In the thirteenth year of Qi Nian, my grandmother took action in Yizhou..."

Listening to the senior brother fluently telling the things related to him over the years, Yang Fenglan waved her hand and said, "I have heard that you have a nagging mouth for a long time, and it turns out to be like this after seeing it."

"Shouldn't it be said that the reputation is worthy?"

“Narrating is not something to be praised for.”

"That's right." The eldest brother nodded, patted the snow on his body, and continued to ask: "You are basically in charge of foreign affairs in Fuzhou over the years. Isn't Fuzhou afraid that you will die here this time?"

Yang Fenglan smiled slightly and shook her head and said, "There are many guests coming to the top of the mountain."

“These guests are strong enough to kill me?”

"I think it shouldn't be a big problem."

The eldest brother smiled slightly and said in the wind and snow with great affection: "Then let's not do it now, wait for the people at the foot of the mountain."

Yang Fenglan agreed. She nodded and stopped talking.

As soon as the two sat and then stopped talking, occasionally raised their heads to look at the heavy snowfall in the sky, and then continued to remain silent and silence.

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In the forest, the light and shadow were chopped up. Zhang Xiaodao sat next to Jiang Qiu, took out a steamed bun, and tore it up with the prepared beef so happily.

Jiang Qiu looked at Zhang Xiaodao for dinner and occasionally handed over a pot of water. Zhang Xiaodao drank it down.

From time to time, Zhang Xiaodao swallowed two big white-fed steamed buns. After feeling full, he wiped the white-fed slag at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes began to freeze from time to time.

The frozen position is Jiang Qiu's face.

After not seeing each other for a few years, Jiang Qiu has already grown up with graceful and elegant skin, and his fair skin and agile eyes, which lack the arrogance he used to be, and has more restrained and calmness.

"Am I handsome?" Zhang Xiaodao asked shamelessly.

Jiang Qiu grinned and showed a unique smile and said, "I didn't see it."

Zhang Xiaodao felt very hit and said, "Why are you so beautiful? Why don't I change much from three years ago?"

Jiang Qiu whispered, "You are really good at speaking." After saying this, he realized something was wrong and felt his heart bumping like a deer.

Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyebrows, but it only flashed by. He didn't know what was going on, but why did he feel a little strange when he saw Jiang Qiu this time.

The atmosphere between the two became even more strange and became a little charming after they fell silent.

Zhang Xiaodao even felt that Jiang Qiu's confession in Lingyin County was not a joke or a blurt out of his youth and ignorance, but had kept that love until now.

But he did not reject this feeling, but felt a little enjoyable.

But in just a moment, he broke free from this feeling.

No one in this world doesn’t like being liked by others, and Zhang Xiaodao is no exception. It’s just that Zhang Xiaodao understands that he is a married man, and a married man must shoulder some responsibilities for love.

Jiang Qiu took the lead in breaking the silence and asked, "How have you been in the past few years?"

Zhang Xiaodao felt that this was familiar. Wang Luohan also asked him a question of what he meant in his dream a few days ago, but at that time he answered Wang Luohan's words to write a short story, but today he only said: "It's okay."

Jiang Qiu lowered his head and said softly: "It's okay."

Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyebrows again and said, "It seems that there are some situations over there, I'll go and take a look."

Jiang Qiu watched Zhang Xiaodao run away in panic. He smiled slightly and continued to remain silent half-behind the tree.

Zhang Xiaodao walked away from Jiang Qiu's sight. Then he saw Chen Qingzhu walking up with a proud face, a smile that was not too big when watching the fun.

"You're so proud."

Chen Qingzhu coughed lightly and said seriously: "Zhang Xiaodao."

"Uh?" Zhang Xiaodao didn't know why Chen Qingzhu was so formal. Chen Qingzhu held back his smile and said, "You are still today." He laughed without any ladylike image.

Zhang Xiaodao was laughed inexplicably and was creepy. He couldn't help but ask: "If you want to laugh, you always have to give a reason first?"

"You just ran away in panic, so embarrassing that you were so embarrassing."

"Who learned the word embarrassment from?"

"you."

"Are you slapping me in the face?"

"How is it?" Chen Qingzhu raised her pretty face and said arrogantly.

Zhang Xiaodao also raised his face, pointed his finger and said, "You are so good at swelling."

While the two were having fun, there was a noise in the forest. Zhang Shechuan came to their eyes without any reaction and said, "What a flirting."

Zhang Xiaodao knew that the man in front of him was Chen Qingzhu's master, so he could only sigh helplessly.

Zhang Shechuan said: "Someone will come to pick them up. Your senior brother has reached the top of the mountain, we must do it as soon as possible."

Zhang Xiaodao and Chen Qingzhu looked at each other, turned around and said goodbye to the disciples of the Jianmen, and climbed to the top of Dading Mountain with Zhang Shechuan.

When you reach the top of Dading Mountain, the wind and snow gradually stopped, and soft snowflakes fluttered. On this mountain top with a very wide view, you can feel your heart open at a glance.

When Zhang Xiaodao and the other two arrived, more than one person had arrived on the top of the mountain, and the 300 disciples of the Zhenyuan Sect and other elders of the sect were present. The other party had only an old woman sitting on a wooden chair, and in contrast to the momentum, the prosperous Tang Dynasty was naturally dominant.

The disciples and elders of all major sects were standing behind the elder brother at this time. The elder brother didn't feel that someone behind him was powerful, but just rubbed his temples from time to time, as if he was thinking about a very difficult problem.

Zhang Xiaodao passed through the crowd and came to the elder brother's side. The old woman Yang Fenglan, who had not spoken for a long time, raised her eyes and said, "You are Zhang Xiaodao?"

Zhang Xiaodao knew that the woman must be a powerful enemy, so he replied, "So what?"

"It's not so good, I just feel that my appearance is a little ordinary. Your senior brother is at least pretty."

Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyebrows and said, "Grandma, how old are you this year?"

The above-the-scenes cliff is particularly quiet, and the conversation between Zhang Xiaodao and Yang Fenglan is the only sound besides the wind.

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao also called grandma, but unlike the eldest brother, the eldest brother called grandma and the one who called grandma was undoubtedly a harm to others.

The laughter of the younger brother of the sect came from the top of the mountain, and the eldest brother said, "Xiaodao, how did you know that her name is grandma?"

Yang Fenglan's face instantly became extremely ugly. Zhang Xiaodao stretched out his big finger and said, "Senior Brother, you are a perfect finisher."

Few people understood the meaning of the final attack, and Yang Fenglan was too lazy to argue with Zhang Xiao, but only showed a confident and calm laugh and said: "Today, many people are about to die in Dadingshan."

The senior brother said, "I felt a powerful aura, but he didn't want to come out, and you didn't want me to go over, so I had to sit here and wait. Now that there are all people, that person can come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the wooden doors of the two thatched huts was pushed open with a creaking sound. A middle-aged man walked out had a lazy smile on his face, as if he had just woken up, but it complemented the soft snowflakes in the sky.

The only characteristic of the middle-aged man's appearance is Rosacea. His figure is also a little thin, so that the pure white robe looks a little loose when worn on him. He glanced lightly at the person on the top of Dading Mountain and said politely: "Hello everyone."

The greetings seemed very polite and literate, as if he didn't know at all that the mountain top was the battlefield between the Fuzhou Association and the prosperous Tang Dynasty. However, many people on the cliffs changed their faces in vain when they saw him.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't care whether the other people's faces were different, but he was concerned about why the faces of the elder brother and Zhang Shechuan were hard to see.
Chapter completed!