The forty-seventh (below) sword peak bottom red face oath with the deep mountains in the ancient village candle shadows

Thunder Empire, Shaxi County.

The western part of the empire is a mountainous hilly and wooded landform, and Shaxi County has more steep peaks and deep valleys than Cangyun County.

Twilight quadrangle.

The murmuring of the river came from afar.

The mountain trail is dense with trees, damp, rotten leaves are piled up in a thick layer, and the yin-loving wolf thorns grow very tall, this kind of folk medicinal materials are often picked by the people to be sold in the market a few decades ago, but since the founding of the country, when today's son is eloquent, the prime minister Yu Wenluo, who is above 10,000 people under one person, is also sympathetic to the people, resulting in the prosperity of the people's livelihood in the Minglei Empire。

"Although the credibility of the history books is up for debate, however, Minglei has been ruling since the founding of the country, and the three generations have not yet grown old, whether it is system reform or improvement of people's livelihood, it is obvious to all the people of Minglei. "The mountain road was rugged, narrow and slippery, even though it was like walking on the ground for the Ning Yuan Realm cultivator, Shi Nianyuan still turned around and stretched out his hand towards the flowing wind and snow when he stepped over a collapsed gap.

Liufeng Xue's heart was sweet, and he stretched out his hand and put it on Shi Nianyuan's hand, and jumped over.

Shi Nianyuan continued: "In short, whether it is the strategy of governing the country in internal affairs or the management of the army in foreign affairs, when today's sons grasp and manage together, the balance is balanced, and the people of the Thunder Empire are rich and the country is strong. This son of heaven surnamed Li is really a virtuous and virtuous gentleman, and he will definitely leave a strong mark in the history books. ”

After thinking about it, Shi Nianyuan continued to add: "As for the thunder and not seeking diplomacy, Yu Dong and Gao Mi across the East China Sea have little friendship, and Loulanqi is in the same water and fire in the north and west respectively, and even the 100,000 primitive tribes of the mountains in the Southern Wilderness hate the Ming Thunder Empire, this is ...... Actually, it is not praised. ”

As the lord of Xuqian County, Liu Fengxue naturally knows a little about political affairs, but he doesn't know much about it, and he can understand what Shi Nianyuan said, but he won't extend his association, but he just thinks that Shi Nianyuan looks very good when he talks about things seriously.

When a girl indulges in her beloved, it is not incomprehensible that the Ning Yuan Realm Immortal Dao powerhouse trips over a stone and falls forward

Thing.

Shi Nianyuan helplessly held on to Liufeng Xue, looked at his flattened lips and dizzy expression, lowered his head to look at Liufeng Xue's feet that tripped over moss-covered stones, squatted down and asked distressedly: "Xue'er, speaking of which, I've always been curious but haven't asked you, why do you keep beating barefoot?"

"Ah, that's because ......" Liu Fengxue said halfway, feeling Shi Nianyuan rubbing the place, shy and itchy, wanting to struggle but reluctant, his body twisted uneasily and continued: "Get used to it, no, it doesn't hurt......"

Shi Nianyuan raised his head: "On weekdays, I don't deliberately use spiritual power to form a spiritual shield, and if I hit the stone with one foot, it hurts, right? ”

Shi Nianyuan glanced at the damp path full of broken branches and leaves, and turned around and squatted: "I'll carry you." ”

"Hmm......" The wind and snow should be very light, and he lay on Shi Nianyuan's back.

Shi Nianyuan hooked the legs of the flowing wind and snow, since the awakening of the bloodline of the Winged Butterfly Demon Clan, the various functions of the body have been generally strengthened, even if there is no spiritual power demon element, simply relying on the strength of the body, he can walk easily and freely on the rugged mountain road with the flowing wind and snow on his back.

"Cher is barefoot because...... Xue'er has a well...... "The wind and snow were lying on Shi Nianyuan's back, and his face was attached to Shi Nianyuan's long black hair.

Shi Nianyuan was puzzled and asked, "What well?"

Liu Fengxue tilted his head in thought, and explained after carefully choosing a sentence: "That's it...... In our county...... Whose child loves to cry, is disobedient, frail and sickly...... The family will look for a tree, or a bridge, or a stone, or a well, to worship, to pray for blessings, hoping that the child can be well-behaved, safe and happy...... Then, according to the sacrificial custom, if it is to the well,"

"Soga......" Shi Nianyuan nodded suddenly in understanding, said something that Liufeng Xue couldn't understand, and then laughed "poof" and laughed: "Is that Xue'er because she loves to cry or is she disobedient?"

The sound of the wind and snow came from behind me: "It's because I'm weak and sick......"

Shi Nianyuan was stunned, thinking that Liufeng Shuang was not barefoot, and the Xueshuang sisters were undoubtedly identical twins, showing a thoughtful look, a wisp of distress flowed through the bottom of his heart, and asked softly: "What happened when you were born?"

Liufeng Xue's small mouth opened slightly, and he said in surprise: "How do you know?"

Because of the continuous walking, Liufeng Xue's body kept falling, just Shi Nianyuan pumped Liufeng Xue to his back, Liufeng Xue took advantage of the situation to put his hand in front of Shi Nianyuan's neck, his head was attached to Shi Nianyuan's ear, and he continued softly: "When I was a child, I heard my mother say that when my mother gave birth to me and Shuang'er, the Earl's Mansion was being broken into by a group of assassins, so I shouldn't want me and Shuang'er to be born......" After a pause, Liufeng Xue's voice continued calmly: " When the amniotic water broke, my mother was still fleeing with my father, but fortunately, Grandpa Nalan appeared in time, desperately blocking each other, Shuang'er and I were born in the stable, and there was no stable mother...... Mother's hemorrhage...... It stands to reason that I should be my sister's, but I became my sister...... That's it......"

Shi Nianyuan paused, the tone of the wind and snow was calm, but the voice was getting weaker and weaker, Shi Nianyuan didn't turn his head, but Shi Nianyuan knew that the girl on his back was crying, as stubborn as ever It was distressing.

The sun is setting, and the two moons begin to shine brightly.

The cicadas are lazy, the evening breeze is blowing, and the twilight spring is not cold.

Shi Nianyuan was worried that this wisp of breeze would hurt the girl on her back, and under the flowing wind and snow, the soft translucent butterfly wings curled up, gently covering the girl's body, and the spiritual power demon yuan slowly flowed, making the girl feel comfortable and comfortable.

"Nianyuan...... I'm a little sleepy,......" Liufeng Xue tightened his hands around Shi Nianyuan's neck and said softly.

Listening to the sound of the river, Shi Nianyuan said with a smile: "If there is water, there is a home, you can sleep for a while." Probably a short walk will come across a village, so we will borrow it for the night. ”

"Hmm...... Listen to your ......" The voice of the flowing wind and snow gradually weakened, and his head was pressed to Shi Nianyuan's shoulder, and he fell asleep quietly.

The stars have appeared, walking in the quiet but not silent forest, feeling the temperature and weight of the girl on her back, in the bottom of her heart, a wisp of human fireworks that cannot be felt at the foot of the scorching sun mountain permeated the air, Shi Nianyuan couldn't help but hook his lips.

Walking past the time of the pillar incense, a village lit by starry candlelight appeared on the mountainside in front of it, the howling of the earth dog echoed in the valley, and the shouting of the woman calling her son home made the candle flame in that village have a heart-warming temperature.

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