The snow is smooth and the cold is just beginning to pass through.

The little girl in thin clothes was a little cold and curled up and drilled into Jiang Yan's chest. Jiang Yan couldn't help but think of her sister when she looked at her. Although she used 10,000 plants to make Jiang Yan change her destiny, Jiang Yan did not regret it when she saw the girl's stable and quiet sleeping face.

If you don’t have enough money, you can make money.

But if this girl was allowed to become a scumbag's concubine, Jiang Yan knew that it would be his lifelong flaw and would never be able to make up for it.

He accelerated his pace towards Huanglong Street.

Huanglong Street is a famous street in Tianyou. No one living on this street is ordinary people. Most of them belong to the families of the Xuan Dynasty's army. Most of them are in the family for serving the court in the army. Moreover, being able to serve the court is not a simple pawn. At the level of the commander, at least one of the thousand cavalry can live in Huanglong Street.

So when he heard that Jiang Yan lived in Huanglong Street, even a wealthy housekeeper did not dare to say anything.

Therefore, some people call Huanglong Street 'Qianqi Street'.

Although Jiang Yan was miserable, his father was a thousand-horse leader of the Red Beast Cavalry of the Daxuan Dynasty. His status was higher than that of the ordinary thousand-horse. Once upon a time, there were also gloriousness. At that time, Jiang Yan still remembered that there were many people who respected him on Huanglong Street every time, instead of being coldly jealous and ridiculed now.

There is no way to do this either.

Huanglong Street is a street of thousands of cavalry, and its force is respected.

When his father was still there, the identity of Qianqi Captain was naturally respected. However, after his father died in battle, Honor was also buried. Qianqi's descendants were very realistic. In addition, Jiang Yan had not even refined his martial life and was naturally even more insulted. His mother could not stand such a huge change and took her sister to a foreign land.

Jiang Yan refused to leave.

Just kidding, he is a time traveler at least. Compared to a genius who has become a useless person, his wife has gone with others, and his family has been destroyed.

If you want to leave, you have to leave with a glorious attitude to be worthy of your father.

For this reason, buying a martial arts book to practice was Jiang Yan’s biggest wish, but now he has to start over. Just as Jiang Yan was thinking about his future prospects, a cold sneer interrupted his thoughts.

"Jiang Yan, you dare to step into Huanglong Street. Your face is really thicker than the city wall."

Jiang Yan stopped.

A group of teenagers stood in front of him.

These young men are full of blood and full of heaven, and obviously have reached a certain level of life refining. Faced with their aggressive aura, Jiang Yan was unmoved.

These teenagers are Jiang Yan's neighbors. Before no one can refine his life, he treats Jiang Yan as the boss, and is so upset that he is flattering every day. After his father died in battle, he immediately showed his nature of being inclined to the enemy and wanted to drive him out of Huanglong Street. Especially Luo Peng, the leader of these teenagers, was once a subordinate of his father, and was scolded, and his attitude towards Jiang Yan was even worse. Others would even worsen this kind of revenge because of his father Qianqi for a long time.

"A good dog won't block the way!" Jiang Yan said coldly.

"You are the dog that is stray. Jiang Yan! There is no place for you to live in Huanglong Street, so why not get out quickly." Luo Peng smiled.

"I don't blame you for your child's words, but I don't blame you for your eyes." Jiang Yan remained silent.

"What did you say?" Luo Peng gritted his teeth. He really hated Jiang Yan's expression, as if in his eyes, he was just a child, and he was obviously a waste who could not refine his life. If it weren't for Huanglong Street's severe treatment of internal strife, he would have wanted to crippled Jiang Yan long ago.

"Luo Peng, Jiang Yan just has a hard mouth. This year's Huanglong Martial Arts must drive him out." A young man said immediately.

When talking about Huanglong Martial Arts, Luo Peng took a breath slowly, curbed his anger, and clenched his fists: "Last Martial Arts did not crippled you, this year you can just wait for someone to collect the body." Huanglong Martial Arts is a martial arts competition on Huanglong Street. Every family's children are aged thirteen to sixteen. This is also an opportunity to test the strength of the Thousand Cavalry Army. The strongest warriors of the same class can receive rewards and merits, and if they rank at the end of the competition for two consecutive years, they will be driven out of Huanglong Street.

Jiang Yan started participating in the Huanglong Martial Arts Association last year. Because he had no life-refining, his martial arts power was naturally not as good as others. He was defeated in the last ten battles and lost a lot, which made people laugh at it.

"Jiang Yan, you picked up a little beggar. Could it be that he was going to help you collect the body?" The boy from the Ding family made fun of him.

The others laughed.

Luo Peng also noticed that the dirty beggars in Jiang Yan's arms were worthy of being wasteful garbage, and birds of a feather flocked to each other. Luo Peng sneered and felt very happy. Looking at the little beggar who was sleeping peacefully, Luo Peng suddenly raised his eyebrows, curled a cunning smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes burst out with light. He took a big step and punched Jiang Yan.

The cold air burst into a burning sensation, like a fire, Luo Peng's fist was as red as a soldering iron, and it hit him like a burning iron hammer.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes.

call.

The air made a scorching sound, and the strong wind came towards him. Jiang Yan put all his strength into his body to stand firm, but Luo Peng's fate had reached the level of the military commander, but Jiang Yan, who was barely at the level of the civilian, had no way to support him. He could only try to hold the girl in his arms tightly and use his body to block the impact. The powerful fist wind instantly overturned Jiang Yan to the ground, and the scorching fire instantly cut off more than ten of his hair. The skin on his body cracked and painful, and the snow around him melted instantly.

Luo Peng felt very happy when he saw that he knocked Jiang Yan over to the ground with just a simple punch. "This is my yellow-level intermediate boxing technique "flame hammer". If you have martial arts in four months, you can wait for it to break your muscles and bones."

"The boss is really amazing. Just the fist wind knocked him down."

"Waste is waste, why bother showing off? This time Huanglong will definitely drive him out."

"The feng shui of the Jiang family's house is good, so it must be your boss."

Luo Peng and his group left proudly.

"Huang-level intermediate boxing techniques, hey, it seems that I really want to leave Huanglong Street. If I had known this, I wouldn't be as good as a genius turning into a waste. At least there would be an old man to carry with me." Jiang Yan murmured on himself while lying on the ground. The warrior moves include four levels: "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang". Each level has a primary, intermediate, advanced and top level. The powerful moves often reflect the warrior's own strength. Jiang Yan also has a set of yellow-level intermediate moves left by his father, "exploding flame", but because he did not refine his life, Jiang Yan only learned the superficial, which greatly reduced his power.

The girl opened her eyes and gently stroked Jiang Yan's face.

"Sorry, I woke you up, you weren't hurt, right?" Jiang Yan asked.

The little girl shook her head, her blue eyes filled with mysterious thoughts.

"Let's go home. Huh, it seems that this winter will be very cold."

Jiang Yan got up from the ground and patted off all the snow.

Thanks to his father Qianqi, Jiang Yan's house is very large, with a courtyard inside and a corridor outside. No wonder many people spy on it, but the house is empty and he is alone, making him look particularly deserted. The little loli blinked her eyes and looked at the new home in front of her, touched the pillars, and picked flowers and plants, which was very novel.

Jiang Yan went to get some firewood to boil water.

The little loli's body is too dirty to wash it clean for her.

After boiling the water, Jiang Yan called the little loli to the bathroom. "Can you take a shower by yourself?"

The little girl tilted her head and looked at her clothes again, her eyes a little confused.

"Forget it, let's just wash together."

Jiang Yan took off the little loli's dirty clothes. The little loli had a beautiful figure and showed signs of development. In Xuanchao, the girl could get married at the age of twelve, and her physical development was relatively precocious. However, Jiang Yan was not a lolita, so she praised the little lolita's beautiful figure and didn't have many ideas.

I had a bath with my sister before, and Jiang Yan was also familiar with it this time.

First, she combed the little girl's hair. After the dirt was removed, her hair showed a bright sea blue luster like a gem, bathing the bathroom in water. Wiping her body, her snow-white and tender skin gradually revealed. The little loli held the water and stared at herself inside.

Jiang Yan suddenly remembered that he didn't know her name.

"What's your name? My name is Jiang Yan."

The girl looked back and didn't speak.

"Can you speak Central Plains?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Yes." The little girl finally spoke.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. At least communication was not a problem, otherwise he would have a headache. "What's your name?"

The little loli pursed her tender little mouth and suddenly looked at her right arm.

Jiang Yan looked at it and found that there was a water-blue birthmark on the shoulder of the little loli's right arm. The posture of the adult fish and the sword blending was very delicate. "Yu Jian? Swordfish?" Jiang Yan guessed.

"Shit..." said the girl.

"Is it Yu Jian?"

The little loli quickly shook her head, "Yes..." and frowned, just saying "Yes".

"Just ask you to serve the sword." Jiang Yan said with a smile.

Loli nodded, accepting the name Shijian.

The two of them took a shower for a long time, and then Jiang Yan brought the clothes left by his sister to change it to Shijian. After washing, Shijian made people's eyes lit up. They had short hair in their ears, and two long thin hairs were left beside their ears and hung to their chests. The water-blue hair color was like ice, clear and beautiful, and it was very eye-catching with the blue eyes. The little loli had a very beautiful figure. Although she was only 20 years old, she had already become a prototype. What made Jiang Yan care even more was that Shijian had a mysterious and noble temperament, which was as quiet as the lake water, which made people say nothing.

It is definitely not something that ordinary people can have.

Maybe it was a devastating nobleman from Yue State.

Jiang Yan thought.

Shi Jian looked at Jiang Yan staring at him, pinching the corner of his clothes with his little hands, tilting his head to see something wrong with him.

Jiang Yan smiled and said, "Shi Jian, you must be a peerless beauty when you grow up. The eldest princess, the number one beauty in the Daxuan Dynasty, must not be as good as you."

Shi Jian blinked, walked to Jiang Yan's arms, lay down and slowly fell asleep.

After Shi Jian fell asleep, Jiang Yan had no time to rest. Huanglong had only four months of martial arts. Although it was almost a fantasy to defeat Luo Peng, who had been in charge of the military commander in four months, Jiang Yan would try hard no matter what, even if he lost, he would lose.

Jiang Yan read the set of righteousness and long-lasting scrolls given to him by Mrs. Mi, which said it was a great truth to teach people to do good deeds and righteousness. There was no unique martial arts in it that made Jiang Yan quite disappointed. Even some great truths of righteousness and fear of ghosts and gods. Jiang Yan had read them in the Stories from a Chinese Studio. He saw them boringly. At the end, Jiang Yan's eyes lit up. After this note, he actually recorded a set of mental methods created by Mrs. Mi's wife. This scholar had read all kinds of classics and learned a set of secrets for cultivating the original mind and a set of righteousness techniques.

"The great spirit is long and the world coexist, the ghosts and gods are in awe, and there is nowhere to hide. Is it really possible?" Jiang Yan thought for a while, it would be fine if he tried it anyway.

When he arrived at the courtyard, Jiang Yan looked at the sky. The moonlight was thick and the night was as bright as ink. It was the time when ghosts and monsters were tempted. The book said that it was the best time to cultivate Haoran righteousness. It was also very simple to practice Haoran righteousness. It was just to sit down and meditate and enter into meditation until the soul left the body and enter Haoran long-lasting Taoist. However, practicing this kind of heart technique for leaving the soul is very dangerous, and it is very likely that it will not be able to return to itself and become a lonely soul.

The soul leaves the body?

Become a lonely soul.

Why do you think Jiang Yan has heard of it? Forget it, no matter what, it looks good anyway, and treats a dead horse as a living horse. Now Jiang Yan is willing to try any opportunity.

However, the first meditation in meditation was obviously a failure, and Jiang Yan slowly fell asleep in the courtyard.

He was so tired this day.

Just after Jiang Yan fell asleep, Jian Ze, the eunuch in the house, opened his eyes and woke up slowly. The little loli looked at Jiang Yan and looked at the book volumes piled up on the desk. Many of them were recorded notes. These were sorted out by Jiang Yan, hoping to find another way to develop a way of fate, but they all failed.

Shi Jian looked at a blank book and thought a little. Suddenly, his eyes shone with blue light, and the birthmark on his arms shone. The fish and sword actually started to swim back and forth like they came alive. A wonderful seal of fish and sword entanglement appeared on Shi Jian's white forehead.

The inner house is sunk into the blue of the sea.

Shi Jian glanced lightly, and the brush on the table fell on the scroll. As Shi Jian looked at it bit by bit, he began to outline dreamy words on the book slip. If Jiang Yan was awake at this moment, he would be shocked. His thoughts drove things away. This is a realm that only the legendary earth immortals had.

But now Jiang Yan is having a spring dream without knowing it.
Chapter completed!