snow every week

Chapter 60

He knew that Yu Hanling was not easy to fool, and he was afraid that he would go to Buzhou to stop him immediately, so he did not go directly to Buzhou, but took the land of the female monarch in the north, and met a person he had persuaded people.

Song Yuan still didn't know her name and still called her Ni Shao, but that didn't prevent her from giving him the family heirloom without a trace.

Song Yuan naturally reciprocated and helped her get acquainted with several famous female uncles in the female monarchy—that is, Qiao Miao's senior sisters. She must have the protection of those in power, and her life as a monster will be much easier.

In fact, we reunited after a long time, and after hearing about this, the chivalrous daughters naturally wanted to repay his old love, but most of them were married to their husbands, and even delicate husbands and weak girls needed their support, how could they be put in danger, Song Yuan Declined one by one, but asked them to inquire about some news.

The sect was no more infiltrated than the imperial power, and Buzhou was not occupied by any force, so Song Yuan got accurate news.

When parting, the current daughter-in-law and former second senior sister chased him out to call him.

Song Yuan stopped, waiting for her to speak.

The daughter-in-law has seen his cold and resolute features in the past few days, and she already has a clear idea of ​​his death plan in her heart, but...

"Do you know that in those days, he was so insignificant..."

Song Yuan nodded: "I know."

The daughter-in-law sighed slightly: "In these years, he has passed letters to us and often mentioned the past. He remembers your kindness and regrets his hesitation. Even if we want to open up..."

Song Yuan's eyes fell on the snow that hadn't faded in the north. He didn't care about such things for a long time, but he still said softly: "I understand, whether it's kindness or not, it's a thing of the past. It's time to turn the page. Besides, he Help me this time, so much trouble is enough to make up for the old things."

The daughter-in-law was silent, in fact, she also advised her younger brother in the past that Song Yuan is good everywhere, but it may not be a good match.

Her eyes fell on the black and white hooks tied around the wrists of the person in front of her.

It turns out that it's just that the person is wrong, and the love can't be deeper.

"Then...thank you."

As a bitter cold place on the frontier with little beauty, the small town at the foot of Buzhou Mountain has never been so lively as it is now. Immortals and immortals who are invisible to ordinary people can be found everywhere in the streets and alleys. The disciples of the school are also easy to recognize. The bright head and cassock are the eminent monks of Fanjing Mountain; Huagui is a member of the Tianxin sect, and there is also Fengyun Temple with Taoist robes and whiskers, and Xueyun Palace with white gauze and veiled hats...

Such a grand event is incomparable even when the Sword Hut, where sword cultivators gather all over the world, is open, but these immortals didn't say a word about what it was about.

Since it is a grand event, there will naturally be a mixed bag of good and bad people. Within a few days, who would have thought that people from thousands of miles away would show up here, wearing white gauze curtains, dressed as women, and wandering around the town at will.

He is thin and thin, and his appearance is similar, with light feet and slow steps, and a gentle posture. Nowadays, it is no problem for female practitioners to practice swordsmanship. Even if the wrists are wider and rougher, it is not bad. It is not tight in ordinary clothing stores. When picking out the cloths slowly, even the shopkeeper, who had seen countless people, never realized that he was a man. If you want, there are some treasures in the store, as long as you ask."

Although ordinary clothing has lost its ethereal spirit, it often takes on a new look due to the rapid changes in the world. The major sects do not often send their disciples down the mountain. Spirit stones are far more expensive than gold and silver. Disciples of sects with ample money will inevitably spend some money Well, the town has been bustling for a long time, and in order to satisfy these immortals, the businessmen in the town have already shipped goods from all over the world.

Even through the white gauze, she could feel that she was a beauty. She sized him up with a pair of beautiful eyes, then shook her head silently, and then pointed to a few pieces of animal fur that were about to be removed. It seemed that she was about to speak, but she screamed The uproar interrupted.

"Shopkeeper, bring out the best materials in your store."

"Don't talk about me, Luo Puyun, what are you doing? Do you think that you are cheating people, just like the little girl from the Hehuan Sect, just buy something to coax people?"

"I never lied to you. I just received the news a few days ago that the one who escaped broke the barrier of the Ninth Elder. What's more... no one lied to you."

Song Yuan heard a familiar voice for the first time, and then heard a familiar name, and looked over after hearing the reputation.

Then he smiled slightly. He just had a plan, and the right person showed up.

I saw a taller male monk grabbing the thinner male monk's arm, and pulling him in with a firm posture. The taller monk was handsome, wearing the clothes of the outer disciples of Ning Qingzong, and was thinner. The other is ordinary-looking, with only a pointed chin, black and bright eyes, and fancy clothes in various colors.

Seemingly disgusted and ashamed, the skinny monk stopped struggling, walked a few steps along him, and turned his face away.

"Okay, I'm only suitable for ordinary people in the clouds and feathers. I can't compare to a girl for saving my life. That's right, how can a fairy be beautiful?"

"After all, I'm not pretty. How can I wear other people's beautiful clothes? You can buy them. I don't know how to wear them anyway. I'll leave tomorrow. I can't buy any good clothes with Lingshi. It's not like someone left No one will survive."

Luo Puyun froze, and swallowed all the words he wanted to argue, leaving only one sentence: "You want to go?"

The skinny monk paused, and said: "Go, why don't you go, there is no place for me anywhere, some people say it nicely, there is no home, but in fact... I am so bored, I can't find any happiness, every day It's like squatting in a cell. I want to talk to someone, but I end up talking nicely. I'm guarding Xiaofengtou every day. It's so pitiful. The Xiaofengtou is so cold. I have to guard in the afternoon and tomorrow. I don't know. How kind, I looked over and found that I was flirting with a girl, and I couldn't think of leaving at all."

guard?Song Yuan stroked his silk face, his smile deepened.

Luo Puyun is such a clever person, when he said this, he was so flustered and dazed, and most of his anger was already lost, "Do you really feel...bored?" He still had a reliable look on his face, but his tone was He asked anxiously, "A Shuang, this matter will be over soon, when the time comes...wouldn't it be good to travel together?"

Ah Shuang took the opportunity to shake off his hand, instead of answering his question, she said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, what about Yunmengzhi that you said a few days ago that you would have to wait for a while?"

It turned out that he was still a regular customer, so Song Yuan nodded, indicating that he should not be ignored, and the shopkeeper went up to meet him.

"Of course there are, Xianjun hasn't come for a few days, but Yunmengzhi is naturally reserved for you, but there are other things to add, the color of the new Poros, eh..."

"Thank you, no need, wrap up Yunmengzhi for me, the spirit stones you paid in advance are worth the rest and you can dispose of it yourself, I won't come again in the future."

Ah Shuang took the wrapped cloth, turned away without looking at anyone, but someone grabbed his arm again, he only pretended to be calm, but he was still angry in his heart, and turned his face to get angry.

How can he let him go at this time, Luo Puyun is also eager to speak.

Both of them acted as if no one else was there, they were not prepared for any kind of arrows flying in the back, and with a "puchi", they fell into Ah Shuang's chest.

Luo Puyun turned around in a daze, and the thin "woman" in the green dress and white gauze curtain was pulling away the white gauze, revealing a much softer but still familiar face, smiling slightly at him.

Brother Song Yuan.

He didn't care about being surprised, and hurriedly turned around to catch Ah Shuang who fell limply on the ground.

Ah Shuang was also in a daze, looking down at the black thorn on her chest, the corners of her lips twitched a few times, and her fingers sank deeply into Luo Puyun's shoulder: "...no blood..."

He looked at Luo Puyun for a while, as if he didn't know what to say, then raised his eyes in a daze, looked at Luo Puyun, and then slowly, as if explaining the funeral, he said: "Okay, I...can Fishing you out of that young master's hands was... the best thing I did, and I don't want to leave... It's you... Forget it, just forget about me. In front of my grave..."

Not waiting for him to continue to suffer, Luo Puyun already saw that it belonged to Prince Wuyan, so he just hugged him a little tighter, not caring about being seen through, twisted his face and said to Song Yuan: "Senior Brother Song, what do you want, what do you want?" Make things difficult for an outer disciple like me?"

Song Senior Brother, who was always meek and not caring about others, smiled, slapped the sweating shopkeeper unconscious with his palm, and said, "You know. Are you also a member of Wuyan?"

"Or Xingcheng?"

Naturally it was the latter, with Wu Yan's virtue, it was absolutely impossible for the flying boat to send him safely to Ning Qingzong.

Unexpectedly, the liquidation of Xingcheng actually allowed Luo Puyun to escape, and with what Ah Shuang said just above, everything became coherent.

Song Yuan didn't dislike him very much, but Luo Puyun must have gained something when he encouraged him to return to the sect, and now it's his repayment.

He actually didn't care who Luo Puyun belonged to, he just looked at Ah Shuang in his arms, said sorry to himself, and then continued: "You should know my purpose best, and I would like to thank Junior Brother Luo for bringing me back to the sect Door."

What purpose is naturally his husband who stirs up the situation by himself, but now the whole world is staring at this place, Luo Puyun finally escaped from the control of the demons...

Ah Shuang already sensed that something was wrong, she stretched out her hand to pull out the thorn, but was caught by Luo Puyun, turned her head and said earnestly.

"Senior Brother Song's entrustment, Junior Brother is naturally willing to die, but this trip is dangerous, Senior Brother Song knows..."

He knew that Song Yuan had gained but lost again, and he was probably already insane. His sharpness and momentum were different from before, and he didn't even speak nonsense with resentment or anger. It would only be more difficult to deal with a resourceful person who went crazy before, and he could not persuade him with reason. , he just wanted to delay a little.

Song Yuan was stared at by A Shuang's resentment, so he also smiled at him, and cut off calmly: "That would be the best, at first I wanted to ask my junior brother to suffer this, but later I felt that with my senior brother's heart, I'm afraid Can't please me."

His tone was meaningful, it seemed to be an explanation, but it also seemed to be sarcasm: "Sure enough, Junior Brother Luo, love misleads people."

Luo Puyun had almost forgotten that Senior Brother Song used to run the entire Yuheng Peak alone and traveled abroad for many years. He was extremely thoughtful, but he didn't show it to others.

He had no choice but to restrain the struggle of the person in his arms, and closed his eyes.

"I understand, Senior Brother Song, since that's the case, it's up to you."

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Yuan even matched up a young couple by the way, he really made me cry to death ()

Women's costume Yuan Hehe, Xue is so blessed.

It should be almost over hehe, chapter three or five looks like, next I can write about my favorite domineering snake snake pretty wife, innocent brother and pretty brother, suddenly I feel that it’s not bad for Yuan to be a wicked wife, Xuexue follows to clean up his wife’s mess, He was scolded when he couldn't speak, and he was a Bodhisattva without complaint. Everyone felt sorry for him and had a sense of responsibility, and advised him to leave it alone.

Xue: No pain, no harvest (meaning the snake's blessing is at night)

Some seem to be righteous to conquer the devil, but in fact they are ridden on the head by their wives and beat them on the surface.