3: C3 A Lowly Servant

C3 A Lowly Servant

Time flowed like water. In the blink of an eye, a few months had passed, and it was now winter.1

The Tianzhu Mountain was a famous mountain near the Anyi City of the capital. Because the Tianzhu Mountain were overlapping, the cliffs were steep, and because the highest peak was extremely high, it became known as the pillar of heaven.

During the severe winter, when the snow had sealed off the mountain, the entire Tianzhu Mountain was snow-white. From afar, it looked like the sky and the earth were the same.

Thump, thump, thump …

Suddenly, under the Tianzhu Mountain, the sound of chaotic footsteps could be heard from far away. After passing through a mountain, he found that a group of strange beasts was galloping towards the depths of the Tianzhu Mountain.

On the body of the strange beast sat a group of handsome men and women who were laughing and laughing merrily. In such a harsh winter, when the snow had sealed off the mountain, they were actually all wearing extremely thin yet luxurious clothes …

It was obvious that he was an expert, and definitely a practitioner of the Grand Xia Dynasty s.

A group of over a dozen people charged into the depths of Tianzhu Mountain while laughing and laughing. The strange beasts were actually walking on the snow as if it was flat ground. Their speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, they disappeared under the Tianzhu Mountain.

Right after they had disappeared, a hungry and skinny youth, who similarly wore thin clothes, but was so cold that they directly shivered. He rode a yellow horse and slowly walked into the Tianzhu Mountain realm.

"Murong Yu, you lowly servant, quickly get the hell over here!" A sharp and ear-piercing voice suddenly came out from the Tianzhu Mountain.

Hearing this voice, the youth was immediately shocked. His thin and weak body under his thin clothes could not help but slightly tremble! It was as if this voice scared him. But soon after, a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Lowly slave?" Murong Yu scoffed: "Even though we are both disciples of Murong Family, we became slaves because we can't practice martial arts? You became servants of you direct descendants because you're from a side branch? Because his parents died early, and he allowed himself to be bullied by you? it could even be compared to a normal slave? "

During the severe winter, the snow swirled about and the snow as high as a person filled up the entire road in which Tianzhu Mountain used to be.

The young man, who was Murong Yu, a disciple of a side branch of Murong Family, had become a servant. At this moment, he was riding a thin and weak yellow horse as he slowly walked towards Tianzhu Mountain with light footsteps.

Unlike the elite disciples of the Murong Family, they rode strange beasts that were as flat as trod on snow and easily charged into the depths of the Tianzhu Mountain.

The pitiful Murong Yu did not have enough to eat, and his body was extremely thin, so he had to endure the severe winter's cold as he was forced into the depths of the Tianzhu Mountain.

Deep within the Tianzhu Mountain, on top of the flat ground at the edge of the cliff. A few elite disciples from the Murong Family and a few other famous family disciples were impatiently waiting here.

"Murong Ling, what happened to your servant?" "He still hasn't come in?" The young master of the Yan family, Yan Dong, said as he looked at Murong Ling in annoyance.

Killing intent flashed across Murong Ling's eyes as he said in disgust: "This damned servant, did he die on the way?"

"Murong Ling, I'm not talking about you, why are you bringing so many servants with you when you have so many Murong Family? Why did he need that kid? As for those who were so thin, whether they could enter or not was still a question. How much time have you wasted? "Originally, he was in high spirits and wanted to come here to hunt, but now, he's no longer in the mood." Xu Qian frowned and said unhappily.

"Everyone, don't be unhappy. It's still early today. If not for the fact that we were worried about our mounts, we would have gone hunting directly. "However, that damnable Murong Yu, when he comes, I will definitely teach him a lesson."

A young girl around the age of twenty or eight with a pretty face, yet a little sinister, walked up to him and said with a smile. She was the elite disciple of Murong Family, Murong Yan. It was the sharp voice that Murong Yu heard earlier.

"Let's wait a little longer." One of the elite disciples said with a frown. In an instant, because Murong Yu had yet to arrive, the people here all felt extremely displeased.

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