Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, 18 spring and autumn seasons have passed since the Battle of the Two Immortals. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, it was winter, the heavy snow fell from the gray sky, the biting cold wind was howling, and the bright moon city, which was full of people in the past, was no longer pedestrians on the road at this time.

Everyone hid in their houses and wrapped their bodies in thick clothes, as if even the blue brick and stone houses could not withstand the erosion of the cold wind.

And in this freezing weather, under a high bridge in Mingyue City, there was a little girl about 14 or 5 years old shivering in the cold wind.

The cold wind blew mercilessly on the little girl's thin body, she shrunk her body tightly, but her weak body could not withstand the erosion of the fierce cold wind, her cute little face was blown by the cold wind and cracked, her limbs had long been numb, the blood on her body seemed to be coagulated, and her vision began to blur under hunger and cold, and in the fog, she seemed to see her father and loving mother who were dressed in majestic and old-fashioned clothes looking at her from a distance away, waving to her.

"Father, Mother, do you miss me down there? Yes, I'm long gone in this world, what am I still holding onto? In the hallucination, confusion flashed in her pure eyes, and a self-deprecating and bitter smile that did not suit her age appeared on her little face.

Slowly closed her eyes, she could no longer feel the existence of her body in the cold wind, her soul fluttered, but the wisps of memories of this life echoed in her mind like a horse.

Her name is Shui Muhan, this is the name given by her father, before she was born, her father was a poor talent who was full of poetry and books, but repeatedly failed to make the list.

As the so-called useless is a scholar, his daughter was born in frustration, and he felt that he was unwilling in this life, so this Xiucai named his daughter Shui Muhan.

Like her sad name, although she is well-behaved and optimistic and likes poetry and songs, she has been frail and sickly since childhood, and her father has no choice but to be a teacher in the town school, and supports the family of three with a small income from teaching every month.

There are unforeseen circumstances, a serious illness completely destroyed this originally stable family of three, she was frail and sick since childhood, she actually suffered from a cold disease, and finally because he had no money to treat the disease, his father took a risk, with eloquence to defraud a rich man of money.

Shui Muhan's illness was finally cured, but her father's lie was seen through by the rich man and finally beaten to death on the street.

"I've been poor all my life, maybe it's a good thing to leave here, father, mother, you must miss me very much down there, and my daughter will go down to accompany you." Sensing the vitality gradually passing in the cold wind, her young little face showed a relieved smile, and her breath became weaker and weaker, just when she thought she was about to die, a warm breath suddenly enveloped her, and her already numb body gradually became conscious in this breath.

Confused, she tried her best to open her eyelids slightly, revealing pure eyes, and found that she was wearing a warm cotton coat in a person's arms, and in a blurred vision, she could only barely see the side face of the person holding her.

Although she couldn't see it comprehensively, Shui Muhan still barely saw that this was a handsome man, and in his arms, she didn't know why she had an extremely comfortable and reassuring feeling, but unfortunately she had just opened her eyes and seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and she fell asleep again in a daze in the wind and snow.

I don't know how long it has been in a daze, Shui Muhan slowly opened her eyes, the biting cold wind seemed to have gone away, and when she woke up, she found herself lying on a big bed, covered with a thick quilt.

"You're awake." A magnetic and steady voice sounded in her ears, and she looked over and noticed that a man in Tsing Yi with a sword was standing not far from her.

And when she saw the man's face, she couldn't help but be shocked.

Since she was a child, she has never seen such a handsome and handsome man, with a tall nose, thin lips, and deep and stable eyes like stars, and the light flashing in her eyes is compassionate, but these are nothing, in Shui Muhan's eyes, the man's face faintly overlapped with the side face she saw before she fell unconscious, and she was a little crazy for a while when she saw all kinds of complicated emotions coming to this face.

But soon she realized her gaffe, and hurriedly supported her body with her hands, as if she wanted to say something, but the words turned into a cough sound of "cough" and "cough".

Seeing Shui Muhan's appearance, the man hurriedly helped him up, and a warm breath came from him, and he said in a peaceful voice when he helped Shui Muhan up: "Little girl, the weather is cold outside, your body is cold into your body, and you are suffering from cold and jealousy, although I have forced the cold out, but you still need to cultivate quietly."

Hearing the man's words of concern, Shui Muhan only felt a sour nose, where was she cared for after losing her parents, her small mouth pouted, and a drop of sour tears slipped down her face, her small mouth opened slightly as if she had a thousand words to tell, but when it came to her mouth, it became a choked two words: "Thank you!" ”

"Okay, why are you crying, come, you're hungry too, I asked the inn guy for a bowl of Yangchun noodles, if you're hungry, you can eat it while it's hot." Smiling and touching Shui Muhan's head, the man handed a bowl of steaming Yangchun noodles to Shui Muhan.

Feeling the man's warm palm, the inexplicable Shui Muhan actually felt a sense of dependence on the man, but she was indeed hungry, she hadn't eaten for several days outside, and she took the steaming Yangchun noodles, she ate it in a big gulp, and she couldn't care about the girl's reserve anymore when she was hungry.

When she finished eating noodles, she was so concerned by the man and couldn't help but think back to the lonely and indifferent life in the past, and she couldn't help but lose control of her emotions for a while, and she couldn't help but feel more bitter.

Seeing that the little girl was crying more fiercely, the man secretly sighed in his heart as if he couldn't bear it, but after thinking about it for a while, he still smiled, brushed away Shui Muhan's tears with his palm and said: "Little girl, don't cry, so let's do it, as long as you don't cry, how about my brother make a trick for you?" ”a

Juggle? Hearing the man's words, Shui Muhan also became interested, stopped crying, widened his eyes, and hurriedly nodded.

"Okay, look at it." The man smiled, and his palm suddenly flipped over, only to see a white light steaming in his hand, and the five-colored auspicious light dispersed, making Shui Muhan on the side exclaim, and finally the white light dissipated, he slowly opened his hand, and in his hand there was a beautiful plum blossom.

"It's beautiful!" Seeing this plum blossom, Shui Muhan also forgot to cry, and sighed with a look of surprise in his pure big eyes.

"I'll bring it to you." Picking up the plum blossom, the man gently put the flower on Shui Muhan's head.

Feeling the soft and peaceful aura spreading on the man's body, Shui Muhan lowered her head silently despite her young age, and a flush appeared on her young face, and her heart, which was already carefree, beat violently with a faint sweet and sour tingling feeling.

Putting the plum blossom on Shui Muhan's head, the man said with a peaceful smile: "I haven't asked for advice yet, what to call it." “

"Shui Muhan!" Shui Muhan hurriedly wiped his tears, sobbed twice, and said in a choked voice.

"What a sad name." The man's brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"I haven't asked my son's name yet"

"Call me Xiao Qing." A smile crossed the man's face, and he said in a calm voice.

"Can I call you Brother Xiao Qing?" Xiao Qing's words, Shui Muhan couldn't help but ask expectantly.

"Naturally!"

And then Shui Muhan also chatted with Xiao Qing, Shui Muhan has loved poetry, calligraphy and painting since childhood, and talking to Xiao Qing, she found that Xiao Qing is not only friendly and approachable, but also a talented person, good at poetry and painting, not only that, Xiao Qing is also knowledgeable, strange people and strange things come easily, and countless novel stories from his mouth also make Shui Muhan's eyes shine.

Before I knew it, it was getting late, and finally Xiao Qing looked at the sky and finally stood up, and said with a smile: "It's not early, little girl, your body is still relatively weak, rest early, I won't bother." ”

Although his heart was full of reluctance, Shui Muhan still nodded and said: "Well, Brother Xiao Qing, rest early, I hope I can discuss strange things in the world with my brother tomorrow."

Nodding with a smile, Xiao Qing said goodbye and walked out of the door.

Xiao Qing? Looking at Xiao Qing's departing back, Shui Muhan silently wrote down the name, and buried that wisp of affection in her heart with this name, but she didn't know that at this moment, she had sustenance and dependence in her heart, but she was destined to pursue her life for this name, and because of this name, she fell into the abyss of no return......