The endless snow connects to the other side of the horizon, and the snowflakes carry the cold from the sky and coat the earth with a thick layer of ice armor. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the snow, the two children chased each other happily, and the snow on the ground was wrapped in a huge snowball and thrown on each of them.

"Brother, you run slower!" The girl who was a little older in the back saw that the snowball she had thrown fell before it touched the boy, she screamed from behind, and bent down to wrap another snowball.

The little boy in front of him heard some irritated voices behind him, and he turned around as he ran, grimacing at the girl behind him as he ran backwards.

The girl was a little angry, and the huge snowball slammed into the little boy's face, covering the grimace that had not yet had time to reduce.

The cold sensation fell on his nasal cavity and choked a little, and the little boy coughed violently and caused his feet to fall backwards and run into confusion, and one accidentally fell on the snow.

A shrill cry roared, and the boy fell into the snow and shaved the large patches of snow from his face with his hands.

Before the girl's smile could be heard, she was stunned and watched the boy who was lying in the snow crying and trotting over.

"Snow Goose, you're bullying your brother again. ”

When the girl trotted out, she heard a female voice scolding from behind, and her whole body froze, and she couldn't pull her feet in place.

A woman was wrapped in a fox fur, and the whole fox tail wrapped around her slender neck, and her soft and gorgeous plush was exposed to the cold wind and fluttered slightly. The woman's face was small and bright, and after missing the girl, she stretched out her slender white hand to gently pick up the boy and patted the snow that was sticking to the boy with her hand.

"Don't cry, Naru'er!"

The woman patted the boy on the back and comforted him as she wiped the tears from the corner of the boy's eye with her other hand.

"Sister.. She bullied me.."

The boy complained to his wife while crying, and stretched out his delicate finger to the girl who was stunned on the side, and stomped his feet on the snow like a girl.

"Okay, okay.."

The woman indulged in comfort, turned her head and called the girl over, figuratively slapped her on her body a few times, and winked at her.

The girl looked into the woman's eyes, and she instantly understood, pretending to be in pain, half-biting her lip, giving people an extremely aggrieved look.

The boy looked at the girl who had been beaten by the woman, he hid his head in the woman's arms, and secretly laughed, his blue eyes flashing.

.........

"Brother..."

The dream murmur stopped suddenly, and the woman suddenly propped herself on the bed and opened her eyes, and on her forehead was a bean-sized cold sweat.

"Sister Snow Goose, you're awake."

On the beam in the room sat a young man in women's clothes, her feet swinging irregularly in the dark, bowing her head and smiling and talking.

"Exile, what are you doing here?"

The woman on the bed covered her face with a veil and groped out of bed to light a candle to light up the room.

"Hey, sister, I like the dark. ”

The man in women's clothes on the beam jumped down, she didn't answer the woman's question, she walked to the side of the table, and pressed the two boxes stacked on the table with one hand, she smiled stupidly, and the rusty peach blossom print on her forehead seemed to be blooming.

"Sister, guess what's in these two boxes?"

The woman put on her coat and glanced at the stacked boxes on the table. There was a fleeting look of disgust in her eyes.

"Won't my sister take a look, you'll be happy!"

The young man called Exile spoke in a gloomy tone, and his hand on the box gently lifted the box, and a strong smell of blood rushed out of the box.

Inside the box was a pale, wide-eyed head, with a very small amount of dark red blood on the side of its neck, which clotted and stuck to the box.

It was the head of the feather man.

"Sister, do you like it? Didn't the two sisters want to kill them? I'll kill them."

Xue Yan's pupils were disliked, looking at the young man who was wearing women's clothes and had golden eyeliner at the corners of her eyes, she looked like a beautiful young man, she didn't speak.

"Sister, don't you like it? Exile is wrong, displacement is wrong."

Drifting noticed the snow goose's dislike, her expression changed, she moved to the side of the snow goose, pulled the corner of the snow goose's clothes and said quietly, looking like a little woman.

"Why are you killing them?" the snow goose couldn't bear to linger beside her, pleading incessantly. She opened her stray hand and asked, turning sideways.

"They made my sister unhappy, and they were going to kill them. ”

The voice that changed from a female voice to a male voice spread through the room with a hideous voice, and the throat of the drift bulged slightly, as if the undeveloped man's Adam's apple.

"They're not on your mission, you don't have to kill them. ”

Xue Yanxiu's eyebrows furrowed, and Yu Guang paid attention to the disappearance on the side of her eyes, and spoke coldly.

"My sister is the Lord in my heart, and I am willing to do things for you. She leaned closer, her chest pressed against the snow geese, and the cold air was blowing in her ears.

"Exile.."

Snow Goose shouted, and the afterglow was tilted, staggering the slightly bulging chest of the drifter. She walked to the left and looked at the heads in the box, and then the sound of "clang" was covered, and she staggered the topic in a cold voice: "What are you doing in Xuzhou, do you have a task again?"

"Hmm."

Drifting nodded, she watched as Snow Goose closed the wooden box, her eyes flickering and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Kill whom?"

"Xia Meng. ”

She replied, and she went to the side of the bed and lay down, stretched out her slender white hand, and laughed stupidly.

"Li Ziqian?"

Xue Yan sighed softly, she frowned, changed her tone, and said, "Go back, you can't kill him, the master of the door is embarrassing you." ”

"It's not me, it's the two of us, according to the news of the Yingmen informant, Li Ziqian is in Xuzhou. Liuli looked at his hand, laughed stupidly, and muttered to himself: "What a pair of extremely beautiful hands, this is my hand, so much blood, so much blood..."

Xue Yan frowned at the young man lying on the bed, the killer who was called a madman by many of his peers. She seems to have no friends at Killer Gate, she is a real machine, born to kill.

...........

Three days later..

There were still cherry blossoms scattered on the streets of Xuzhou, and two young people who looked like sisters walked coldly towards the Herui Inn.

In front of the inn, there were two horses that had been pulled out, and two men walked out of the inn and fell into the eyes of the two who were hiding not far away.

"Is that him?"

Snow Goose snorted softly, and he looked at one of the men holding a knife wrapped in gauze. Her eyes flickered slightly.

She remembered this young man with the same blue eyes as her brother, and the **** heard this man ask her name behind her back.

But her brother, the world said he was dead, dead in the flames of war.

"What's the matter?

Drifting rested his head on Snow Goose's shoulder, his eyes widened, and he asked like a child.

"Nothing."

Snow Goose looked at the two people who were pulling the reins and walked away, looked at the portrait in his hand again, narrowed his eyes, and whispered, "Let's go!

"Okay, I like to see blood splatter." Drift clapped his hands at his side, looking innocent.

The words were interrupted, and the two followed.