snow every week

Chapter 25

After they settled their affairs, Xu Guangyi and Song Yuan wrote two letters and sent them back to Tianxin Sect and Ning Qing Sect respectively. The letter stated this matter, and Song Yuan wrote it in a concise and concise manner.

Xu Guangyi frowned halfway through writing, and looked at his writing awkwardly: "I don't know why, if you do something good, you just do it, and why don't you write a letter for nothing."

Song Yuan raised his eyes and saw that he wrote "The road is not fair, I will remove a disaster for you", although he felt strange, he nodded approvingly.

Look at another line, "The people under your seat are really useless. Indulging in these scourges to smear our sect outside, the wine bags and rice bags steal the position and vegetarian meals. There are three reasons for this. The first one is the leader of the sect. ...", Song Yuan was silent for a few breaths, and then asked: "Your suzerain, should it be Xu suzerain Xu Fuzai?"

Xu Guangyi was rolling his eyes at his stern letter. He was very puzzled when he heard the words, and replied: "Of course it is him. Although it is not acceptable, this person is still my father by the way."

"Guangyi... this letter will be circulated by all the elders, you must be careful."

Xu Guangyi glanced at his letter, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "Not careful? The old man's name is written on it. Could it be possible to write the names of the people in the whole building as well?"

No matter how you look at the difficult father-son relationship, Song Yuan had nothing to say, and wrote a business letter for him. After thinking about it, he added a few words about the tragic situation of being ambushed at that time, which aroused Xu Guangyi's dissatisfaction.

He explained to Xu Guangyi: "Sect Master Xu has seen it, and he must love you more."

Xu Guangyi murmured dissatisfied: "I want him to feel sorry for you. You think he is a good person. He always smiles like a tiger. Maybe he secretly killed that old guy without anyone knowing."

Song Yuan glanced at him with a smile, not pointing out that his words could not compete with the preface.

After he finished these, he walked out the door, and saw a slim figure pacing back and forth at the door, his eyes lit up when he appeared, and then he was startled.

It turned out to be fellow Daoist Qiao Miao who I just met. She took a step forward, she seemed very shy, her cheeks were slightly red, her head was slightly lowered, and she said softly: "Fellow Daoist Song... I'm so sorry for taking the liberty to come here... this time Thank you very much..."

He guessed that Tsing Shan was born with a bit of handsomeness, but he didn't think that after washing off the blood stains and rearranging his clothes... he was so handsome.

Anyone who has a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes like his will be of great benefit to his appearance, but on this person's face, it can only be said to complement each other and add to the cake.

He is handsome and handsome, with slightly drooping eyes and a smile on his lips. He is a good-tempered person at first glance.

Song Yuan looked down at her, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be polite, fellow Daoist Qiao, I'm free, and since I'm Qing Luoxiu Ji's disciple, I'm naturally on the same level as us."

Qiao Miao felt that her face was getting hot again, she hummed lightly, her gaze flickered to the window next to her, it was already the beginning of the lights, and through the window sills, she could still see the other flower buildings in this field of fireworks. lively.

Seeing her coming forward, Song Yuan muttered without words, and glanced out of the window again, guessing that she could not speak up here, so he thoughtfully said: "This place is near the water, and the night is cool. If you are depressed, you might as well blow it up with me." Blow the night breeze?"

Qiao Miao didn't know what to do either. He went up to the mountains when he was young, and apart from his cultivation, he had only learned some low-level methods of seductiveness. He was pretentious and extremely charming. At this time, he didn't know how to open his mouth if he wanted to make friends with others.

The male disciples of the Hehuan Sect's outer sect were no different from the guards. After seeing how they abused those disobedient furnaces, Qiao Miao only had fear and resentment for the men in his heart. After fleeing down the mountain, the men who glanced at them on the road made him tremble.

But now the night breeze is slightly cool, and he doesn't feel cold when he walks beside Song Yuan. There is a strange sweetness in his heart, and he can't tell the source.

This is the first time since he came down the mountain that he doesn't have to be a bird of surprise and taste the taste of freedom.

They walked in silence for a while before Qiao Miao plucked up the courage and said to him: "Because Daoist Xu has cleared the place, there are no guests in the building. Those tortoises and bustards are... Some women are sold out and feel disheartened. Some were kidnapped or owed debts, so we took the spirit stones in the building and gave them to them, so that they could leave and hide their names or reunite with their relatives... No one was injured..."

Thinking of Xu Guangyi's appearance of throwing away all kinds of talisman papers indifferently, Song Yuan said with relief: "That's good, Guangyi has a sense of propriety in his heart."

What does he have?When Qiao Miao heard the words, she secretly slandered her, and without knowing the seriousness, she almost burned off the hair of his third senior sister.

Walking not far, looking back, the eyes are still resplendent with gold and jade, Zhu Loubiwa.

They secretly destroyed one of them, but it didn't seem to leave any traces. In this place of brilliant fireworks, no one seemed to care if one or two lights were turned off.

Qiao Miao stopped, recalling the furnaces he had seen, and suddenly his heart became cold again, and he muttered to himself softly: "Without this one, there is another one, there is no Tianxin Sect, and there is Hehuan Sect, fate is like this , no matter where you go, you can’t escape.”

Looking at her, Song Yuan felt that the girl was thin and weak, and she was born with a strange beauty. He didn't know how difficult it would be in the future, so he comforted him: "The road to the north is difficult, and we will go left and right. If there are difficulties, I will do my best to help."

Qiao Miao turned around and looked at him with a calm expression: "I won't go north anymore, I won't go north, I'm not looking for some powerful female monarch."

Song Yuan didn't seem too surprised, he looked at her quietly, waiting for the next sentence.

Qiao Miao smiled, his complexion was bright enough for just a smile, his voice was still soft, but his words were sonorous: "The lives of my senior sisters and I are given by the master, she is uncertain, how can we live? Even if you are lowly and lowly, if you take your life to fill it... you will die..."

Song Yuan was moved by her for a moment, staring at her in a daze, thinking of a Fengyue nunnery inappropriately.

If they are powerful, if the world is fair...

After a long while, he finally said in a low voice: "Friend Daoist benevolence and filial piety, I am impressed, but please listen to Song Mou's words, don't say those empty words, if you want to help Xiuji, I have some ideas."

"What?" Qiao Miao originally thought that he would either be silent or try to persuade him with good words, and he was reluctant to send a group of delicate beauties to die.

If it sounds good, it's pity for the fragrance and jade, but if it's bad, it's just that I don't know what the hell is going on.

After all... he said the words of the gods earlier, although it is indeed a deer to bump into people now, but after recovering, it is inevitable that he is actually frivolous and frivolous.

Song Yuan said earnestly: "Now that the Hehuan Sect is blocked, it is difficult for you to return to the sect. The Hehuan Sect is indeed powerful, but the people in the sect are not high-level, the situation of the main sect is unknown, and there is no one to adjust the joints. If the reasons for going down the mountain can be broken down one by one, it will be really beneficial to Xiu Ji." Those customers are indeed rich and powerful, but they are all famous and famous people, and they are secretly associated with each other. Such nonsense, let alone a monk above Nascent Soul.

"We... have low cultivation..." Qiao Miao was taken aback for a moment, being burned by his scorching gaze, after thinking about it for a while, his heart was quite moved.

Song Yuan laughed: "I see that among the group of fellow Taoists, some of them are already close to the golden elixir, and they must seek a breakthrough in the next few days. If you don't mind, I will protect the Dharma for fellow Taoists."

Qiao Miao opened her mouth, her cheeks were burning hot, she couldn't tell whether it was shyness or being encouraged by his words, he asked softly, "So, does Fellow Daoist Song want to come with us?"

Song Yuan thought she was worried, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "Zuo is just wandering around, I can go anywhere, if fellow Daoist Qiao is worried, when your senior sister is promoted to Jindan, I will leave with fellow daoist Xu gone."

Qiao Miao pinched the hem of her clothes, and immediately shook her head: "No, no, it's good to have Song Daoyou together, I... I'm also very happy..." The voice of the last sentence weakened, and the word joy was almost faint He didn't make a sound, he was worried for a moment, feeling that he was too bold, he raised his eyes to secretly look at Song Yuan's expression.

Song Yuan didn't look at her, his eyes were on a young woman leaning on the building far away, seeming to be thinking about something far away, and he just responded softly in his mouth.

"okay."

What is he thinking?In the following years, more than ten years, when Qiao Miao recalled it, he was still curious. After destroying and saving again and again, under his master Qing Luoxiuji who unified the Hehuan sect, such acts of righteousness turned from dark to clear, and everyone After being praised, Song Yuan would always be in a place where there was no one around, and use erotic eyes to calmly watch those joyful girls for a while, and then always leave silently before people found out that they were looking back at him.

It was in this time and again that Qiao Miao discovered how Xu Guangyi, who was in the same company, and the noble Xu Shaozong, fell in love with his friend who obviously loved women, and how he was troubled by his own half-understood love. Self-doubt, tangled pain.

Although I didn't feel much better, it was really satisfying to see people suffer.

Whoever told him to look at him with the eyes of a dead thing, whoever told him to say that the stove is voluntary, such a proud and innocent, don't blame yourself for leaning on Song Yuan's shoulders, forcing Brother Yuan to He is crazy.

Qiao Miao thought casually, held up the small jeweled mirror, and took another look at her pretty face.

Well, he is still looking forward to radiance, with firm skin, young, beautiful and cute, more lively than the dull monk, and more kind than the arrogant Fuxiu. Now he is no longer that coquettish and timid, it depends on Song Yuan Protect the little girl again.

Qiao Miao was full of anticipation, although it was bad to think so, but occasionally he wanted to be relied on by the helpless brother Yuan.

Just as he was thinking happily, the door creaked open.

He immediately raised a bright and sweet smiling face, turned around and spoke softly to the same person he had met for the first time.

"Brother Yuan, please tell me to wait."

In the past few days, everyone in Zhu Yimen was particularly happy and excited, full of joy.

Happily, He was able to communicate with people.

After the elders carefully explained the reason, He lowered his eyelids and uttered the first sentence from his thin lips: "I don't understand, yes, A Yuan."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and it was still the daring Elder Yu who said before: "We have also tried our best to search, but the snow-capped mountain is difficult to climb, and there are some reports in the town that there were people looking for people during that time, and the person who asked looked like you." The pretense is very similar, we have sent people to investigate Mount Fanjing..."

When he said this, he already felt that he was a big villain who broke up his best friends, and his tone fell straight with guilt.

Xuexue looked up at him, his face was expressionless and strange, the red pupils were a little frightening, but at this moment the pupils shrunk to a tiny bit, only to see that people were sweating coldly, and barely remembered what this man said earlier, It's probably a threat, and you have to endure the threat, so you broke the silence and said, "What do you want me to do?"

What to do, you are willing to return A Yuan to me.

It was a good opportunity, Elder Mi didn't need to think too much, a deadly long tail was still coiled around his neck, and said: "We are kindly asking you, I would like to invite you to my family's altar."

In fact, his mind is cold and he knows that he is absurd. Although He also has a strange appearance and a miraculous gesture, it is completely different from the ancestors they worshiped. But now that he has reached this point, he can only bite the bullet and give it a try up.

If it weren't for the blood of the Red Emperor, it would be nothing but no feeling.

But if the bet wins, this is the meaning of Zhu Yimen and Zhu Rong's eight surnames. They are the only ones in the vast cultivation world and the world of mortals.

Emperor.

But after a few days of cultivation, the joy of several elders gradually faded again, just because they found that this person was extremely disgusted with Chi Rongjing, and the previous fainting was obviously also due to this reason.

In the few days of cultivation, there was no movement. He asked for the clothes he had worn before, and stayed in the house all day. Every day when the elders visited, he always had a cold face. He said a lot of good things, but he only asked that A Yuan , No news is silence, looking at people like looking at dead things.

Really impatient, Elder Yu asked: "Your Majesty, then... who is you, A Yuan?"

At this time, Xuexue understood that those weird emperors were addressing him. He didn't want to respond, but when he asked A Yuan, he spoke very neatly: "My wife."

Elder Yu was smiling apologetically at first, but when these two words came out, everyone was stunned.

wife?Isn't that... woman?There are also female Buddha cultivators in Fanjingshan, but...doesn't this break the sex precept?

God, he was speechless secretly, but when he met the eyes of other elders, he reacted, and his face immediately turned bitter.

It's terrible, I thought it was the separation of close friends, but now it's the separation of husband and wife, and the strange emperor kept asking like obsessively.

It turned out that she was the evil queen mother who dismantled the celestial partner.

Xuexue didn't notice their eyebrows and lawsuits, and he didn't care too much. He didn't take the clothes sent by Zhu Yimen, but still put on the old clothes his wife sewed for him, and didn't take them off at night when he went to sleep. His snow-white snake tail Only one section can be hidden under the snow-white hem, and the ones at the end can only be exposed in aggrieved way.

It's just that the big cloak was lost, which was A Yuan's favorite outfit. Thinking of this, her snowy eyelashes drooped, and deep pain and unhappiness flashed in her half-covered clear red eyes.

This appearance seemed submissive, Elder Yu tried his best to avoid the condemning eyes of Elder Mi who still had bruises on his neck, and could only look at the emperor who had been sitting at the top and remained silent.

He sighed in his heart. It turned out that everything was a misunderstanding. If he and his Taoist companion were separated and captured for no reason, it would be perfectly normal for them to attack and go crazy.

At least the emperor is still reasonable, and now he is silent with his face down, and he looks so cute.

very noisy.

The wind on the snow-capped mountains is used to it, except for the movement of prey and dying struggles, it has always been very quiet, so A Yuan's voice is particularly beautiful.

But Xuexue is far from being tolerant of these white-bearded old men.

He raised his face expressionlessly again, looked at the faces of these white-bearded old men who were spitting and talking loudly, and tried to remember, a trace of fierce killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Be patient, when they return Ah Yuan to him, he will kill all these chattering humans that annoy the snake.

Three days later, the same group of spitting and chattering white-bearded old men together with him brought him to a valley, where there was a red line on the mountain walls on both sides, if the middle was connected, it would be a whole line of scars.

Xuexue was bored, and after a group of old men and old men talked to each other at length, he didn't hesitate, and quickly cruising in without looking back.

The inside is bigger, with huge vermilion wall stones, forming a strange platform-like thing.

It was clearly a wilderness jungle, but there was no life around, and everything was terribly quiet.

Xuexue didn't think there was anything, he was used to it.

However, ever since he approached, there was a trace of depression in my heart for no reason, and as he approached, the feeling became stronger and stronger.

A familiar feeling of disgust.

Xuexue cruised up the platform until he reached the pattern in the center, and he looked down for a while.

The animal head and human body are intertwined with the human head and snake body, and the faces are all blurred. The pattern is simple and simple, which seems to contain a bit of mystery.

However, Xuexue showed a look of disgust in an instant, and raised her scales upright into a spine, landing on the blurred face of the animal head and human body.

But before his tail thorn fell, there was a heavy rumbling sound from all directions. He raised his eyes, but it was full of vermilion, covering the sky and covering the sky, like a giant vermilion hand full of anger, overturning him in an instant.

Unable to escape, the bones in his body seemed to be crushed, the blood boiled to the extreme, the flesh seemed to become foam, and he could hardly feel his existence. The snow-haired and red-eyed snake raised his head, like a dying aura, he thought of his wife.

How will he survive the cold night, how will he survive when the beasts invade.

His face, his smile, his arms, his fingertips, his voice, his calling.

snow snow.

Even the dying mind of Chaos will come back to life, and the scaly tail will fight against the great power of the vermilion hand, and it will suddenly burst out with shattering power, and the fingers and claws will seem to be reshaped, showing a sharper blue light.

The snow color was burnt into vermilion, but was overwhelmed by snow white, and fought for hundreds of times, as if it had been tempered thousands of times, and finally turned into thick ink.

The surprisingly quiet valley is still quiet.

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Xuexue (stumbling, reciting and modifying): As long as my wife calls me, I will be in the grave...

Xuexue (defense breaking): There will also be a surge of power, stand up...

Xuexue (wiping away tears secretly): Fatty

Who can refuse to love to support the family, to equalize the average height of [-] meters, to be the emperor's wife's dog at home, and to have a tail that can be pinched than the husband of a caring person, if this is not exciting, I say, Can he still transform? ! !

The personal problem is emmm, to Song Yuan, Miao Miao is a girl, and his context is "she", but Miao Miao knows that he is a boy, and his context is "he".Although he doesn't have a strong sense of his gender identity (in fact, almost none).