Grandpa never said why he didn't cultivate immortals, but from his words, Hua Xiaoen probably guessed that grandpa had no roots and bones and was not suitable for cultivating immortals, so he had been a servant of Bai Wai until he was old and no longer suitable for doing things, and Bai Wai gave Grandpa a large sum of money to let Grandpa find a clean place to retire. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No matter what, Brother Hua will always be our Brother Hua......" the Sixth Elder said, his eyes were a little misty, as if he remembered something, but this expression was only for a moment, and the Sixth Elder regained his clarity in time before others noticed.

"Brother Hua, Miss Bai......" Liu Zhang Lao paused and looked at the direction of the carriage, "Miss Bai, I'll leave it to you." You're all retired, and I'm sorry to come to you. ”

The sixth elder shook the saber at his waist, and the grandfather noticed the movements of the six elders and said, "It is an honor for the old servant to take care of Miss Bai in his lifetime, and the sixth elder does not need to feel embarrassed." Please tell the outsider that the old servant will take care of Miss Bai loyally. ”

The sixth elder held the sword in his hand and looked sideways at the carriage that stopped not far away, a look of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Hua, if you have to......" The sixth elder said, opening his mouth, but the rest of the words were annihilated in the wind, the cold wind blew away the white mist she exhaled, and all the words of the six elders seemed to be blown away by the wind.

Hua Xiaoen didn't hear what the sixth elder said behind him, but he saw that his grandfather frowned.

After the sixth elder finished speaking, he bowed his hand to his grandfather, and then flew on the horse, "Brother Hua, I'm tired." With that, he took the men and horses and left.

The sound of horses' hooves faded away, and the vast snowfield left a series of hoof prints that came and went, and the rut marks of the carriage ended alone under the wheels of the carriage.

From beginning to end, no one in the carriage showed up.

Hua Xiaoen stared at the thick felt of the carriage, hoping to get a glimpse of the true face of Miss Baimen through the gap, but the felt was so heavy that even if the cold wind was howling, it would not move at all.

The cold wind was biting, and Grandpa and Hua Xiaoen were about to walk towards the carriage with their feet raised, when the little man, who had been standing quietly in place, suddenly hissed, as if he was startled.

With this long hiss, two figures in the carriage flew out, red and white clothes intertwined, and goose feathers and snow fell in the air again.

The six-petal snowflake fell into Hua Xiaoen's eyes, Hua Xiaoen hurriedly blinked, and at the same time, there was a muffled sound of his body falling to the ground.

A red and white figure happened to fall in front of Hua Xiaoen, the howling wind blew the hood of the red-robed man, and his long ink-colored hair flew in the air, just for a moment, Hua Xiaoen saw the other party's face clearly.

It was the face of a young girl, delicate and thin, white and almost transparent skin, a slightly frowning brow, a straight and small nose, and bloodless lips that drooped slightly.

Her expression was indifferent, with a hint of ruthlessness, and almost at the same time, Hua Xiaoen saw the dagger held in the pale hand of the red-robed girl, the dagger that faintly emitted blue light, and the blue blade had sunk into the chest of another young man.

Hua Xiaoen was shocked to see the white-clothed woman who fell to the ground, her eyes were wide open, her voice was indistinct, Hua Xiaoen saw her hands struggling to raise and fall unwillingly, and finally remained motionless.

But suddenly, a life died in front of Hua Xiaoen's eyes. Shock and horror pinned Hua Xiaoen to the spot, and the dead woman's eyes were wide open, and she didn't close her eyes even if she was dead.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

Hua Xiaoen really understood this word for the first time, so vividly and thoroughly.

The red-robed girl pulled out the dagger, and wiped the dagger in the snow with an expressionless face, the blue light of the dagger faded, and the red-dyed blade returned to a silver and shiny appearance, as if the blood just now was just an illusion.

After wiping the dagger, the red-robed girl stood up, she was a little taller than Hua Xiaoen, she didn't even look at Hua Xiaoen, she just glanced at Grandpa Hua by the way.

She turned and walked towards the carriage, with one hand inserting the dagger into her boot and the other on her hood, her back neat but cold-blooded.

All of this was just a matter of moments, and before Hua Xiaoen could look up at his grandfather's reaction, the red-robed girl had already coldly issued an order.

"Drive!" The voice was as cold as this fluttering snowflake.

The snowflakes fell in large blooms, melting instantly when they fell on the skin, and the cold penetrated into the bone marrow with the skin.

Hua Xiaoen shuddered in his heart, and didn't dare to look at the face of the girl in white who died in front of him, the wound on her chest was gushing out and bleeding non-stop, and the warm blood quickly dissipated the heat in the icy cold air, and was frozen into red crystals.

Cold and fear swept through Hua Xiaoen's entire body and mind, and he ran to his grandfather's side like a straw for help, reaching out to pull his grandfather's hand.

Grandpa's hands were equally cold.

Hua Xiaoen looked up at his grandfather, who was still immovable, and saw that his grandfather was looking far away, not knowing what he was thinking. But Hua Xiaoen knew that his grandfather was not shocked by the death of the person in front of him.

This is the first time that Hua Xiaoen has realized the hardships of the outside world in just ten years of life.

The death of one person is a great impact on Hua Xiaoen, and he regrets the deepest part of his heart, but the other two people are not shaken at all.

Grandpa heard the order of the red-robed girl, took Hua Xiaoen's hand, and led him towards the carriage.

The red-robed girl walked to the carriage, her tiptoe body suddenly stopped, and the robe that dragged the ground shook slightly with her body.

Xiao Ji stood quietly in the snow, shaking his head to shake off the snow that fell on his head, the height of the carriage was at least up to Hua Xiaoen's shoulders, for the red-robed girl, if she wanted to climb into the carriage, it was a little difficult to have no carriage bench.

It could be seen that the red-robed girl was stumped by the carriage in front of her, which did not seem to be a strong enemy.

Grandpa dutifully walked over, wanting to help the girl in the red robe. Unexpectedly, at the moment when the grandfather approached the red-robed girl, the red-robed girl pulled out the dagger in her boot and swung it towards the grandfather's fatal place.

Hua Xiaoen was so frightened that she lost her voice and wanted to remind her grandfather loudly, but her voice was stuck in her throat.

Although Grandpa did not cultivate immortals, his perennial exercise made his body always good and flexible. Grandpa sensed the hostility of the red-robed girl, and flashed to the side at the last moment, and the dagger grazed Grandpa's clothes, making a neat cut.

"Miss, the old servant has no ill intentions." Grandpa took a step back and immediately knelt in front of the red-robed girl, his voice was calm and steady, and he had the power to calm people's hearts.

The gray eyes of the red-robed girl were cold and unpopular, like death in the wilderness.

She indifferently withdrew her dagger, and stood straight, looking up into the distance, still small in stature, but with a sense of arrogance that no one could match.

At about the same age, Hua Xiaoen felt the world of difference for the first time.

The red-robed girl stepped on her grandfather's knees, stepped into the carriage, and never said anything more.

Hua Xiaoen sat outside the carriage with his grandfather and drove the carriage all the way to Qianxue Village.

After the carriage started, Hua Xiaoen looked back at the corpse lying on the ground, the snow fell one after another, and the corpse was covered with a thick layer of snow after a while, like a natural grave.

A life disappeared into the vast snowfield.

No one cried for it, not even a burial, just a wilderness of corpses.

Hua Xiaoen thought for the first time, what is life?

Back in Qianxue Village, the people of Qianxue Village all stretched out their heads curiously to look at this carriage, which was very luxurious in the eyes of the villagers of Qianxue Village.

Some of the children in the neighborhood even followed the carriage despite the cold, shouting Hua Xiaoen's name all the time.

Hua Xiaoen heard the noise that he was accustomed to on weekdays, but today he felt a headache unusually.

Until this time, Hua Xiaoen had been able to determine that the red-robed girl in the carriage was the young lady of the Bai family.

I just remembered the behavior of Miss Bai before......

"Will the Miss Bai family, who is sitting in the carriage silently, feel very noisy and start killing?" Hua Xiaoen couldn't help but sweat in her heart.

Hua Xiaoen waved at the children, signaling them not to make noise and not to follow the carriage.

But Hua Xiaoen's actions, which have always been gentle, seemed like an invitation to others, so several children ran out of breath just to chase the carriage, hoping to talk to Hua Xiaoen.

Hua Xiaoen was embarrassed, and he didn't know what to do. Luckily, the carriage was about to arrive home.

It's a pity that before the carriage arrived home, Chen Xiaocao next door screamed as if she had discovered a new world, and shouted in her unique crisp voice: "Brother Xiao En, Brother Xiao En......"