?After less than a hundred miles, she threw away Gong Yang Yifeng and Wen Xiaofeng. Among the three, Murong Zhuifeng's sleeve-dance Qingfeng was the most swift, and she kept staring and biting. The principle of the sleeve-dance Qingfeng was to move forward with the elastic force generated by swinging the sleeve and twisting the waist. To put it bluntly, it was really terrifying to jump ten feet. Therefore, I could not shake her off in the first two hundred miles, but no matter how powerful the sleeve-dance Qingfeng was, it needed the support of spiritual energy. After two hundred miles, the level of spiritual energy cultivation gradually emerged. The difference between the peak of purple qi and purple qi cannot be compensated by body skills. "《》. After three hundred miles, I finally completely threw away the three people. At this moment, there were less than eight hundred miles away from Jiangling. I did not dare to slack off at all. I abandoned the drifting after the air and frequently landed on the ground to accelerate. Murong Zhuifeng and others knew the destination of my trip. I wanted to deal with the matter when they arrived.

The heavy snow was still flying, not only snow but also bitter cold wind. As for the south, such heavy snow was really rare. Such bad weather made me hit. At this time, the snow on the ground had reached one foot, and the snow in the low-lying area was deeper, which increased the difficulty for me to land. The heavy snow was also water vapor, covered by heavy snow. God knows whether it is a real ground or a puddle under the heavy snow. In order to avoid being out of the air, I could only choose the towering top of the mountain to borrow the force. In the later stage, it was flat and flat, and I could only hit the ground with luck. However, my luck was really bad. I fell on the ice several times, and I had a thump. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and could always skip out at a critical moment to escape and escape from danger. Even so, the clothes below my knees were completely wet and frozen.

In addition, it is strong wind. Usually when it snows, it will be north wind, but this time it is south wind. Walking against the wind increases the consumption of physical strength and spiritual energy. In the later stage, I am already out of breath.

At this moment, I remembered the charcoal seller who wrote in Bai Juyi's writing, "I'm sorry for the singular clothes, worried about the cold weather." I am so mentally at this moment. Although my progress is extremely difficult, I am still happy about it, because the heavy snow blocks me and also blocks Murong Zhuifeng and others behind me. This has bought me precious time. I must try to widen the distance between the two sides. The larger the distance, the more time I will have to deal with things after I arrive in Jiangling.

In the early morning, I finally arrived outside Jiangling City, which was much earlier than I expected. At this time, Murong Zhuifeng was at least two or three hundred miles away. In addition, the heavy wind and snow usually stopped at sunrise. Through both considerations, I should have about half an hour to deal with my own affairs.

Jiangling is where Xiao Yi, the king of Xiangdong, stationed his troops. There are no less than 100,000 troops stationed outside the city. However, in this kind of weather, no one would come out to patrol, and even the soldiers on the city tower shrank into the guardhouse to shelter the wind and keep warm. I rushed past and quickly entered Jiangling City through the city wall.

Winter is the season for winter. People who have worked hard for a year will have a good rest in winter. In addition, the door is covered with heavy snow, so most people are still dreaming at this moment. Even if they wake up, they should be holding their wives intimate. Thinking of this scene, their hearts sank again. What are Xiao Yi and Xu Zhaopei doing now?

Even the worst weather is, there are early pedestrians, so they soon found an inn in the city with the door open, and several vendors were leading horses out of the side door in the wind and snow.

Ling Kongjue pondered for a moment, then spread out his spiritual energy and shook the frozen snow and ice pieces on his body, fell down and walked into the inn quickly.

"My man, borrow pen and ink." After entering the inn, I walked straight to the counter where there was a pen and inkstone for the shopkeeper to keep accounts.

"The shopkeeper hasn't gotten up yet, so the young one can't make the decision." The waiter hurriedly stopped me.

"Call the shopkeeper or not, please do whatever you want." I took out a gold ingot from my arms that was slightly larger than my nails and threw it to him. Most of the things that King Kong Pao and I stole from Xu Fu's house yesterday were this kind of gold. Gold is more than ten times more expensive than silver, making it easy to carry.

"Please use it." The waiter hurriedly took the four treasures of the study on the counter to one of the tables. These people lived in the market and were jealous of money.

"I'll help you grind ink." The waiter picked up the ink stone attentively.

"No." I raised my hand to send him away. Instead, I picked up the ink stone and grind it briefly, and reached out to pick up the fine brush of the wolf hair. The commonly visible brushes are divided into wolf hair and goat hair. The wolf hair is harder, and the handwriting is written is more upright. The sheep hair is softer and the characters are more delicate. In addition, the wolf hair refers to a weasel, not the commonly known wolf.

"I'll take the light for you." The waiter brought the oil lamp not far away. The density of gold is high, and the size of a nail is more than three taels. This is the income of ordinary people for two or three years, so the waiter is at the limit of attention.

"Take it away." I picked up my pen and pondered.

"You see, it's not dawn yet, how can you do it without lights?" The waiter looked flattering.

"Thank you, go busy, don't disturb me." I nodded and signaled to waiter to keep the oil lamp. It was late in winter, and it was just dark outside at this time, and the room was still pitch black. Although I didn't need lights, if I continued to write in the dark, the strange scene would scare the waiter.

I took the pen and pondered for a long time, thought about how to speak, and finally pressed the paper and shook my wrists, lowered my head to write, and wrote down the whole story, including what happened in this life and the gathering of the next life, as well as the purpose and motivation for returning this time. The first half of the letter described in detail some trivial matters that only the two of us knew, in order to prove our identity, and then what happened after I entered the mountain to practice Taoism.

"Customer, external paper." Seeing that I put down my pen, the waiter hurriedly sent the envelope.

I frowned and pondered, then picked up the pen again and added a line after the letter, "This book contains my breath, you should keep it properly. If you encounter danger, you can burn it to the ashes. I will definitely come to save it."

After writing, she shook her head and sighed. She naturally knew my handwriting. In addition, there were a lot of things that only the two knew about them. Xu Zhaopei believed that the contents of the letter were still very likely, but even if she believed it, she could do anything and nothing could be changed.

"Celebrity, candle." The waiter lit the candle like a flatterer and handed it over. In ancient times, letters were usually sealed with wax tears.

The waiter's words were not worth much at all, but they played a huge role at this moment, because I was in a dilemma now and was always considering whether the letter was written. The waiter's actions were like putting a feather on one end while the balance was kept in balance. At this moment, I made up my mind and sent the letter to Xu Zhaopei.

After sealing the envelope, he took out a small ingot from his arms and threw it to the waiter. Although I despise him, people subconsciously like others to serve themselves. The waiter is like Heshen. Although Qianlong saw his tricks, he still treated him well.

I hurriedly walked out of the inn. The wind and snow were much smaller at this time. It took me at least half an hour to write the letter before. I was in no time to go to the palace immediately...

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