Chapter 125 (2/2)

The sun moved westward.

Whoosh, whoosh

In Qingyun City, the wind is rising.

It's only a long time before noon. Ning fenghan and Mo Yixiao are already on the boat. They have talked about the matter and arrived outside Qingyun city.

Before a man enters the city, the wind blows.

The wind was blowing and howling in the city.

The Xiangdong street where Chen xinglie is located is an old street in Qingyun city. The house is in disrepair for a long time. It can not withstand the strong wind. It is shaking and creaking, and then it collapses into a pile of broken wood.

Bang Dong!

The simple walls of the courtyard collapsed in the wind.

The temperature around it dropped sharply.

In an instant, the weather changed from a warm sunny day to a frosty one.

The bonfire in the yard was blown and swayed.

Li Qinglian felt cold all over her body and breathed white air in her mouth. She only felt a kind of martial spirit like a mountain, which appeared in the east of Qingyun city.

”Here it is! Master, the cold is coming

Li Qinglian suddenly stood up and looked back at the gate of the city. She saw a huge and magnificent figure walking in the air towards the top of the tower.Mo Yixiao, Lin Daoyuan, Qin Wannian and others slowly followed.

”Don't panic.”

Chen xinglie closed his eyes and said, ”it's not easy for us to fish in Qingyun city. It's not easy for the fish to swim to the hook. If you make a fuss and scare away, what do you take to compensate for the loss of this seat?”

Land gods, in the east city.

Only Chen xinglie will not change his face and heart, as stable as Mount Tai.

In Chen xinglie's opinion, the sudden gust in the city is just the routine operation of land immortals, which is not surprising.

Li Qinglian was shocked. She patted her chest and carefully added: ”Ning fenghan is not here yet. He just climbed the twenty foot high tower and is staring at us.”

Chen xinglie didn't even open his eyes, as if he was sleeping soundly. He said in his dream: ”the wind and frost are heavy, the weather is cold. Take good care of this campfire. If the bean curd in this pot is cold, it will not be fragrant.”

Li Qinglian had to squat down and take care of the bonfire which was about to be extinguished by the cold wind. However, her mind gradually settled down and thought, ”even the elder Shang qingkong can't fight the big devil. Now that the northern halberd immortal is rather cold, how can he fight the big devil? I'm afraid that only princess Ben, with a low level of martial arts, will be scared out of her wits by the reputation of land immortals... ”

The wind was blowing in the city.

Ning Feng Han did not know why, did not rush to start.

Half an hour later.

An exciting sound of war drum came from the north of the city, followed by the sound of pounding feet. It matched the sound of drums, such as thunder!

The Xifeng army is coming.

Changkong Wuji, wearing shining armor and a group of Northern Xinjiang experts, galloped to the east of the city tower to meet with Ning fenghan and others.

The wind in the city stopped suddenly.

Only a thin layer of white frost, spread in the streets of Qingyun City, like a carpet, from the east of the city tower, has been extended to the East Street.

Outside Chen xinglie's courtyard.

Ning fenghan came from the carpet paved with frost.

The Dragon moves and the tiger steps.

It's very impressive.