The stars have changed, time flies, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Uncle Gong added a handful of firewood to the brazier, then tightened the cotton clothes on his body and looked out the window. It's another year of heavy snowfall, and the end of the year is approaching. However, the mountains are deserted, and everyone has been staying in this mountain for the past three years.

Except for the occasional trip to buy some essential daily necessities, they are almost isolated from the world.

Three years is not long, but it is not short. In the past three years, Shangguan Mo has practiced Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. The practice never stopped, and she set off before dawn every day, and the Void Cold Ice Man and the others almost chased after her

to teach her skills. In three years, Shangguan Mo's mind has grown, her edges and corners have been sharpened, her body has been strengthened, and her heart has become stronger. made her from a reckless girl to a calm and reliable worker

Person.

As the cold wind howled, the sound of a man's laughter came from far and near. Uncle Gong stood up with a smile and looked at the void where he was meditating with his eyes closed. The void opened its eyes, and at this moment, the heavy curtain of the door was lifted

up, Shen Dongliu's flamboyant voice immediately became clear.

"Uncle Gong, Void Dao Chief, look, we have a bumper harvest today! Hahaha. ”

"Okay, Master Shen, don't block the door, hurry in!"

The crowd pushed and shoved the deep fat man who was giggling with pheasants and fish, and squeezed in one by one. Uncle Gong hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. When everyone put down the loot in their hands, Uncle Gong saw it clearly. fruit

However, there was a bumper harvest, chickens, fish, and mushrooms, and what made him even happier was that there were several rare medicinal herbs.

Shen Dongliu slapped the wind and snow on his body, snorted his snot and ran to the brazier to roast the fire, and said in his mouth like beating beans: "I said, Uncle Gong, let's make a hot pot to eat tonight, happy and happy." ”

The void smiled and did not speak, if the void was in a hurry, he should only be in harmony.

"That's a good idea, it's almost the New Year, and it's time for us to celebrate."

Uncle Gong smiled: "You guys! I actually want to eat it, but it's okay, just use these to make a pot of nutritious ones, and silently replenish the body. Alas! The past three years have really hurt that child. ”

Uncle Gong turned around and packed up the ingredients, and everyone suddenly felt a little emotional. The cold ice man flicked off the dust on his body, looked at the house, and saw Shangguan Mo's figure.

"Girl, why didn't you see him?"

Everyone suddenly woke up, looking for Shangguan Mo's figure in the house, but they didn't see anyone after looking around. The void sighed: "I'm afraid I'm going to the cliff again." Mikage, you go and take a look, just bring her back, me

There is something to explain. ”

"Yes, I'll go!"

The cold ice man took a few steps with his sword, and as if he remembered something, he had to go into the house and get an umbrella out. He looked at the homemade oil umbrella and smiled unconsciously.

The snow is still falling, and it is falling. There will be a few plum blossoms in the wind between the trees, and the little roses are very eye-catching. The cold man walked strides, and was suddenly attracted by the eye-catching plum blossoms in front of him. of Ice and Snow

Medium, vivid and beautiful. Unyielding, not afraid of the cold.

The cold ice man couldn't help but be shocked by the delicate touch in front of him, he stretched out his hand to touch the delicate petals set off by the ice and snow, so pitiful and distressing.

The cold ice man gently touched the petals, and his smiling face couldn't hide the pity. The cold wind gusted, and the flowers in the palm of the palm seemed to be blown away at any time. The cold ice man stretched out his palm in distress to block the cold wind for her.

The flowers stopped swaying, but they became more and more fragrant in the cold air. The cold ice man looked at the flowers and suddenly smiled, his arrogant appearance was like a person. The same strength, the same stubbornness.

The cold man lightly lifted his lips, and the mist spread in the air of snowflakes. He looked at the plum blossom and murmured softly.

"You are so similar that I can't help but feel pity. But they are all so stubborn, I don't know how. What the hell can I do for you, girl! ”

A gust of wind blew, and jade-like snow dust fluttered in the wind. The plum blossoms gently sway in the wind with the branches.

The cold man smiled: "I understand. ”

On the cliff, Shangguan Mo was thinly dressed and danced the Yuanhong in his hand. The snowflakes that fluttered in the wind messed up the original trajectory around her. The knife flowed with her movements, as it grazed against her body

Hou didn't hurt her for half a point. Han Bingnan stood aside and smiled, Shangguan Mo noticed that someone had come to collect the knife and turned around.

There was more calmness and heaviness in those eyes.

"Uncle, you're here."

The cold man nodded, and stepped forward to hand over a handkerchief. Shangguan Mo took it with a smile. In the cold wind, Shangguan Mo's face was red and charming, and his eyelashes were dyed with a layer of white wind and frost, which was very beautiful. The cold man watched

She wiped her sweat and smiled slightly.

In the past three years, Shangguan Mo's body has undergone tremendous changes along with his cultivation. Time has not carved any marks on her face, but has made her younger and younger. Every time the menstrual exchange is exchanged, it will bring

She was in great pain, but it also caused her system to slowly change. Whether it is hearing, smell or sensitivity, it has improved, and Shangguan Mo himself also feels it, not only as light as a swallow, but also to the outside world

The stimuli of the world will also respond quickly. The change in the system has also improved his perception of the forces of nature, and the practice of immortal law no longer makes it difficult for her.

The cold man took her coat on the stone and handed it to her: "Go back!" The master seems to have something to sue you. ”

Shangguan Mo took the clothes, nodded with a smile, picked up the knife leaning on his body and walked in the direction of going back. The cold ice man frowned as he looked at her casual appearance.

"Girl, get dressed."

Shangguan Mo didn't even turn his head when he heard Han Bingnan say this, and suddenly felt a little helpless: Uncle is really verbose now, and he can be an old mother. However, although he felt impatient, Shangguan Mo still put it on with a smile and obediently

Clothes.

Since Shangguan Jingxuan's death, Han Bingnan has taken care of Shangguan Mo's diet and daily life, not only Shangguan Mo feels impatient, but even Shen Fatzi and Uncle Gong feel troublesome when they look at it. However, Shangguan

Mo always does it obediently, and seems to like the cold man's "order." ”

Neither of them had any extra words and smiled at each other. Han Bing Nan opened the paper umbrella painted with plum blossoms and handed it to Shangguan Mo, Shangguan Mo reached out to catch it, held the umbrella and looked at the painting on the umbrella and smiled.

"You drew it?"

The cold man nodded. Covered in wind and snow, Shangguan was stunned for a moment.

"You got an umbrella?"

The cold ice man nodded again: "Okay, let's go!" ”

Han Bing Nan turned around and was about to leave, but was pulled by Shangguan Mo, Han Bing Nan turned around in surprise, and Shangguan Mo stuffed the umbrella in his hand into his hand again.

"Take it, look at you, you're almost a snowman, and you're wearing so thin, your clothes are wet."

Han Bingnan smiled, maybe he didn't realize it himself, since he met Shangguan Mo, he had become fond of laughing. Shangguan Mo slapped the snowflakes on his shoulders with his hands, and his serious appearance made Han Bingnan feel like he was separated

Generation.

Shangguan Mo stretched out his hand but was stunned again: "Head down." ”

"Huh?" The cold man looked at her strangely.

"You're too tall for me to reach, so keep your head down."

Hearing Shangguan Mo say this, Han Bingnan obediently lowered his head although he was puzzled. Shangguan Mo tugged at his head with both hands, and the snowflakes on his head fell one by one.

"That's it!"

Shangguan Mo clapped his hands, admiring the fruits of her labor. After Han Bingnan got up, Shangguan Mo pointed to his head and smiled instantly. The cold man was surprised, and looked strange.

"What's wrong? Do I have anything on my head? ”

Shangguan Mo saw the cute appearance of the cold ice man, and his heart was happy. She smiled and grabbed the hand that was stretched out to the head of the cold man and shook her head.

"You don't have anything on your head, it's just that my hairstyle is very stylish, haha"

Shangguan Mo said and glanced at the head of the cold ice man, and smiled accidentally. Han Bingnan looked at Shangguan Mo, who had returned to a normal smile at this moment, and felt very nostalgic. Snowflakes are flying, the air is pure and thorough, Shangguan at this moment

Mo seemed relaxed to the cold man.

"Okay, girl, take the umbrella and go back with me."

Han Bing Nan handed the umbrella to Shangguan Mo again, and Shangguan Mo pointed at Han Bing Man's head with the umbrella. "That hairstyle doesn't matter?"

"No matter."

The cold ice man turned around and walked out, and Shangguan tacitly closed the umbrella and chased after him quickly.

"Why don't you hold an umbrella?"

"Didn't you hold it out too? It's nothing to snow anyway. Besides, I'm not a squeamish person, the yin qi when I used to go against the blood was much colder than this, and I haven't come here yet! ”

"Girl!"

Shangguan was stunned for a moment, and the cold man was angry. However, Shangguan Mo still carefully stuffed the umbrella into the hand of the cold ice man.

"This... Girl, you..."

Shangguan Mo turned his back to the cold ice man.

"Since there is only one umbrella, either you don't hold it up, or you hold it all up."

The cold man was stunned, but he couldn't help it. Prop the umbrella on Shangguan Mo's head.

"Alright, girl."

Shangguan Mo looked up at the plum blossoms above his head and smiled proudly. The two shared an umbrella and walked on the way back in the wind and snow.