For the six million people in Tianxi, this blizzard fell by surprise. However, for the whole world in the cold season, it is not abrupt.

for the north wind was blowing.

Winter is here.

Heavy snowfall, naturally.

Silent, like the slowly rising stone door of the Emperor's Mausoleum......

"Subordinates, congratulations to the alliance leader for getting out!"

In front of the Emperor's Mausoleum, headed by the Baihua Fairy, the owner of the Hundred Flowers Island, the leader of the three-robed sect, the quicksand in the alliance and the heads of the thirteen royal clans, bowed to the white-haired men who walked out behind the stone gate.

The emperor walked out of the forbidden land without tears.

The cloudy eyes looked at the cold sky, stretched out his hand to feel the cold snow in his palm, and his tired expression was gradually replaced by a smile, and his eyes flashed with a sea of stars.

He withdrew his gaze and looked down at the allies in front of him, looking at the faces eager to know the answer.

The emperor alliance leader who was born without tears smiled: "From now on, above the world, under the sky." ”

......

In the courtyard of the Bodhi Academy, which is covered with heavy snow all year round, there is a baby cry. The voice was melodious and tactful, as wonderful as heaven, and reverberated endlessly.

Standing in the snow, Luo Changfeng, who was already a scholar in a black robe and white hair, turned around as if he was in a different world.

The door to the house opens.

A few years ago, she and Ying Tian were both husband and wife, and Yi Hongniang, who served as a six-character doorman in the academy and was already a mother, held the baby in her infancy, followed by Ling'er, stood behind the door, and looked at her together.

Luo Changfeng stretched out his hands excitedly.

Unexpectedly, the three figures behind him were even faster, and they were unwilling to fall behind each other, so they rushed in. Liu Thirteen slipped on his feet and fell as he stepped into the doorway.

In fact, it was the little junior sister Song Lingyun who pulled the corners of his second senior brother's clothes.

However, when the happy event came, Liu Shisan didn't have the heart to care. grinning and getting up and patting his buttocks, he stepped forward, wanting to see the true face of this real little junior sister.

It's a pity that he can squeeze in?

Senior Sister Nangong Jiu glared, then raised her foot and kicked Liu Shisan out, drawing a long way in the snow in the courtyard...... Extremely pitiful!

Li Xingyun and Liluo, as well as the predecessors of the Heavenly Dao, sent congratulations one after another.

Luo Changfeng thanked them one by one.

A little overwhelmed, he was stunned and breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully took the baby in Yi Hongniang's arms.

he

children.

His daughter.

The continuation of the bloodline of the Luo family in Luohe County.

Ann red bean sprouts.

The little master and uncle of Bodhi Academy.

The young city lord of the Wind and Snow Silver City.

The little junior sister of Nangong Jiusan.

Luo Changfeng named her: "Chengxue." ”

Falling snow.

Snow's snow.

......

Luo Changfeng was quiet, and he did not announce the arrival of the little bean sprouts to the world, nor did he spend a lot of time entertaining the eight directions. Only a very small number of six-character sect masters in the academy, such as Ying Tian and Yi Hongniang of the first Spiegel Terrace in the past, the predecessors of the Heavenly Dao, Li Xingyun and Liluo, etc., know a little bit of old knowledge.

Of course, Luo Changfeng did not forget to inform Uncle Yuwen, who was far away in Fengxue Silver City, and also handed over a letter to Tihe Mountain and Zang Binggu a few days ago. No, as the most wealthy and wealthy head of the world's first family among the little bean sprouts uncles, how could Jiang Manlou not talk about expressing his heart?

On the night when the little bean sprouts fell to the ground, the envoy under the command of the valley lord of the Tibetan Soldier Valley entered the Forgetful River.

In the letter, Jiang Manlou asked for warmth, which can be described as nonsense. Almost the entire reply was to An Hongdou's advice and exhortations, as well as words such as greeting his sister-in-law on behalf of his own wife. Regarding the topic of sibling comrade Luo Changfeng, there are few numbers, and it is still miserable and bleak.

The most hateful place was that he did not forget to leave the small handprint of his baby son Jiang Wuji, saying: "Brother Wuqian is young, and he can't cross thousands of rivers across thousands of mountains to see it in person." Only the palm is sincere, here to present two divine weapons, one is 'innocent', the other is 'innocent', I hope that the bean sprouts sister is carefree, painless and disaster-free. ”

"What kind of medicine did this guy buy in his gourd?" An Hongdou folded the letter and put it aside. Glancing at Luo Changfeng angrily, he lowered his head to tease the little bean sprouts who were curious about the new world with clear eyes and blinking.

Luo Changfeng smiled but did not speak.

Jiang Manlou's thoughts, An Hongdou couldn't see it, but he didn't know that for him, it was already Sima Zhao's heart.

Luo Changfeng turned around and picked up the red wooden box on the table.

When I opened the box, a sword and a sword came into view.

The name of the sword is innocent, and the name of the sword is innocent.

There is also a letterhead in the box, detailing the innocent process of Jiang Manlou's hand-drawn drawing and supervising the design, as well as the two methods of recognizing the master. In the end, it is inevitable to boast. It is said that innocence is the work of painstaking efforts, and when the divine soldiers are cast, they give birth to sword infant spirits, and they sense each other.

Therefore, Jiang Manlou suggested that Luo Changfeng would have nothing

Evil stays by his side, and innocence can be turned into a sword rope bracelet and worn on the wrist of the little niece. In this way, even if they are thousands of miles away, they can know the situation of the little bean sprouts through the induction of the sword baby spirit. He even asserted that if the old man of Tianji was alive, the innocent rank in the god list would be before the eighth arrow.

Although the rhetorical decoration is suspected of being doped with water, Luo Changfeng is still convinced of the rarity of innocence. After all, Jiang Manlou's talent in art is obvious to all.

The Futu Iron Armor is the best proof of this.

According to Jiang Manlou's narration method, Luo Changfeng successfully made the innocent confess the master, and finally turned into an arc of light, condensing into a sword bracelet on the snow-white wrist of the little bean sprouts, and the sword spirit flickered.

The baby is smiling in the swaddling clothes.

......

Winter goes to spring, and in a blink of an eye, the small bean sprouts are full of moon.

After all, he is a great cultivator, and An Hongdou recovered quickly. A few days ago, Luo Changfeng quietly left Bodhi Academy, took his wife and daughter, and secretly returned to Luohe County to worship his deceased parents and clan.

After returning to the academy, Luo Changfeng began to feel a little sullen.

A preoccupied look.

On this day, he stood alone on the snowy cliff behind the Forgetful Chuan Courtyard, looking at the tombstone of the teacher and his brother and the old sword.

During this time, he thought about many things and planned many things. Now that An Hongdou has successfully given birth, it can be regarded as no longer worrying.

Everything.

Just wait for the east wind.

He waited silently for twenty-three days at the Snow Cliff of the Forgetful River, until the world ushered in the February day, and everything recovered, and he finally waited for the east wind, a ray of east wind from the Zhongzhou Imperial League.

It was an invitation written by Emperor Wuxian himself.

Cambodian World Association.

Emperor Wu tearfully wrote: "The troubled times have risen, and the world has suffered. Tears could not bear to see the slaughter of the common people, so Mao recommended himself and sincerely invited colleagues from all over the world to meet with Zhongzhou on March 3 to discuss the decision to combat dissent. I am willing to participate in the grand event with all the kings, not to open the world to peace, but to return the world to long-term peace. ”

"Brother bowed in tears. ”

......

The east wind blows.

Luo Changfeng got off the snow cliff, left the Forgetful River, and went to find Dean Li Xingyun.

Two days later, led by Nangong Jiu, Liu Thirteen, and Song Lingyun, he led the students of the Liuzimen of the Academy, together with the disciples of the inner courtyard of the seventeen Mingjingtai, a total of 275 people went down the mountain together.

Rush to Tianxi ......

It's a February day on earth.

There is grass and warblers flying away.

There is a white horse drunk east wind.

There is a long song line of teenagers.