Ming Yijun knew very well that the relationship between him and Zhan Lu had long been more than just food and predators.

Ever since he walked into the restaurant that day and spoke to her for the first time, they had been entangled in karma.

But what kind of cause and effect does such a cause lead to...... He couldn't tell.

Ming Yijun has been walking in the human world for many years, so he has also been involved with people. It's just that he has always been careful, and he always refuses to let this cause be involved for too long. With karma involved, it is a kind of trouble after all.

After all, no matter how powerful he is, he can't be above the Heavenly Dao. However, it stands to reason that he has watched the trajectory of Tianli for tens of millions of years, so he can always deduce one or two things when he encounters them.

However, at this time, he couldn't deduce the cause between him and Zhan Lu and what the future would be, and he was always at a loss.

Ming Yijun never thought that there would be something in this world that he couldn't deduce at all. This made him a little interested.

He had lived far too long, and there were not many things in this world that could interest him other than to taste food and collect treasures.

It just so happened that now he hid here in order to avoid pursuit, and those Heavenly Court immortals were afraid of being contaminated with karma, so they didn't dare to go down to the human world to look for him, and only sent those pus-filled Taoist priests from Taibai Mountain to spy on him. This gave him a lot of free time, and he had more than enough time to stay here and observe this development.

He is really looking forward to what the future will become.

The weather is as cold as a day, Ming Yijun has lived in the southwest for a long time, and when the winter came before, he had never stayed in the north for a long time, and he didn't notice that the winter in the north was so long.

He is not afraid of the cold, but he lacks vegetables and vegetables in winter, and his three meals a day are much monotonous, which makes him quite annoyed.

He counted the time to give away the paper crane every day, and his heart was even more impatient.

Han Ji Wei Ji Jun and Chaos Ji Jun both live in the west, far away from here, only the Poor Qi Wei Jun lives in the northwest, and the road is slightly closer. However, when he sent the letter, he asked the Eater to find something for him, so although the journey was close, he probably arrived later than the others.

Even so, it's time to come.

This time has not yet arrived, so there must be something wrong on the road. These three were born at the same time as Ming Yijun, and they are all overlords, but now there is no news. In this regard, Ming Yijun can only think of one explanation.

Sure enough, Heavenly Court didn't just attack him.

For the strength of these three friends, Ming Yijun was very relieved, and the Heavenly Court didn't seem to want to completely exterminate them, so Ming Yijun was not worried about their safety, but was a little worried about the current situation.

The people of Heavenly Court must have found a way to stumble them.

He had been recuperating here for several months, and he had long realized that his current mana had become extremely unstable, and when it was at its strongest, it could recover to about one-third of its peak, and when it was weakest, it was almost no different from that of ordinary mortals. In this case, even if he wants to do something, he can't do it, so he can only wait with peace of mind.

Fortunately, there was still that little girl here, but it could make him laugh.

It was afternoon, and it had snowed the previous day, but now it was sunny and cold. There are few people on the streets. Even the lazy lady refused to go to the mountains to practice and play, saying that her little followers had hibernated, and it was so boring to be cold and lonely.

Zhan Lu's interest was very high, there were no guests at this time, and there was a lady who could watch the store, so she was idle. She put the prepared sauerkraut and pork belly in a pot and simmered over low heat, and ran to the door of the wine store to roll a snowball, saying that she wanted to make a big snowman.

The sauerkraut was stained by Zhan Lu himself, and in the autumn, he selected the best cabbage, put it on the roof of the shed to dry some water, and then peeled off several layers of old gang, pressed the whole cabbage densely in the vat, added salt, and then filled it with cold boiled water, pressed a stone on it, and then sealed the jar, just wait for the sauerkraut to be stained.

Some people's sauerkraut is not stained well, and the smell is often unpleasant. Zhan Lu is not good at cooking, but the pickled cabbage is excellent. When the time came to open the vat, I smelled a burst of sour fragrance. When I fished out a cabbage from the tank, I saw that its color had changed to light yellow, and the original snow-white cabbage had become a little transparent, which was very beautiful.

She slice the sauerkraut into thin strips and stew it with the pork belly. The warm aroma of sauerkraut and white meat gradually emerged from the kitchen, and the sour aroma particularly stimulated people's appetites.

Ming Yijun didn't pay much attention to the aroma, but leaned against the door to watch her make a snowman. I saw a small crimson figure jumping in the snow, laughing, not like a human girl, but like a little demon in the forest, that lively and lovely appearance, I was almost envious of others.

At least, at this time, Ming Yijun was envious.

Unlike most creatures in this world, Ming Yijun has never had a childhood, and his current human form is naturally transformed by him at will, but his current original body is actually the same as when he was first born. In other words, he should not be called a living being, he is originally a part of the Heavenly Dao in this world.

As soon as he was born, he already had the wisdom given to him by the Heavenly Dao, and he had never experienced the state of ignorance. And this wisdom grows over time and never fails. Still, most of the time, he sealed this wisdom away from using it. He himself understood that the Heavenly Dao had given him such wisdom only because a spirit as powerful as him should have considerable wisdom, rather than hoping that he would actually use it.

What he represents is supposed to be the greed of the Heavenly Dao, and it doesn't really take any wisdom to achieve this quality.

All he had to do was do whatever he wanted. He was originally an evil beast between heaven and earth, and if he played, the heavens would fall apart and the earth would shake. If he wants something, he just needs to stretch out his claws to take it, and open his mouth to swallow it.

His desires are endless, he has to take everything that is in the world, he has a treasure in the world, but he has never laughed like other young beasts and spirits when they play in the snow.

Counting from the age of human beings, the girl in the snow has not completely left the stage of young beasts. She played to her heart's content, running and jumping wildly, throwing the snow off the ground into the air. It was extremely straightforward, without the usual pretentiousness.

It's beautiful.

But Ming Yijun knew that after the New Year, she would be fifteen years old. When it was her birthday, she would comb her hair with a hairpipe, tie it up in a bun, and never run again, jump or laugh out loud. She had to take small steps, lower her eyes, and cover the corners of her smiling mouth with a fan. There will never be such a scene again.

And then it won't be long before she marries a man. Giving birth to children. The girlish brilliance in her eyes would fade away, replaced by something else.

Ming Yijun felt sorry and a little lucky. She didn't have to live until the day when she had goosebumps, and he would keep his promise to eat her twenty years later, when she was thirty-four, before her beauty had completely withered.

But he still regretted that he knew that it would not take twenty years for this little girl who made him so envious of the laughter to disappear completely and become a different person.

He lowered his head and thought about it, when suddenly he heard the girl's voice coming from outside the door:

"Lang Jun, let's play in the snow together?!"

She's ...... Call me?

He was a little uncertain, looked up, and heard the girl's voice again:

"Lang Jun is here! Ah Zhen is afraid of the cold, Zhan Lu plays alone, it's so boring!"

He hesitated for a moment, but finally took the threshold. Reach out and touch her rolling snowball.

Cool.

He turned his head to look at the crimson girl, whose little face was already red from the cold, and her nose was also frozen red, which was a little funny. Such a good-looking face, with a red nose, would even look ugly, Ming Yijun laughed unconsciously.

He looked down at her small hands, which were already red from the cold, which was a little pitiful.

He stretched out his hand, tapped her red nose and hands, and with a little stroke, her hands and face returned to their usual color, which was very beautiful.

She looked at her hands and giggled:

"Huh, Lang Jun is so powerful! His hands are not cold!"

With that, she grabbed his hand:

"Lang Jun come and play together!"

Ming Yijun had no choice but to learn from her, made a small snowball, put it on top of the snowball she rolled before, made a head, and then said with a smile:

"This is Ah Lu. ”

Zhan Lu saw that the snowman was chubby and funny, so he refused to agree. Say:

"It's not! Lang Jun gave it a head, this is Lang Jun!"

Ming Yijun smiled:

"Since Ah Lu said that it was this seat, then it is. ”

He stretched out his hand and stroked the snowman's shoulders, and the snowman gradually changed his appearance under his hands, and became a handsome Xuelangjun, who was really like him.

Zhan Lu's eyes straightened, but when he saw him raise his hand again, the snow on the ground flew up one after another, and in an instant, a slightly shorter snow lady was piled up next to that Xue Langjun.

"That Xue Lang Jun is this seat, and this Snow Lady is Ah Lu, so good?"

Zhan Lu looked at the pair of snowmen, inexplicably a little shy, lowered his head, and said hello.

Ming Yijun smiled and stroked her forehead.

What a cute little beast.

For the first time in his life, he regretted that he had no kindred and therefore could not raise young animals.