The dusk is getting thicker, the vision is slowly blurred, the colored lights are shaking, in the garden path, the rain is falling, under the oil-paper umbrella, Xiao Lingling pouted, stretched out his plain white hand, and gestured in front of Han Li, "Brother Han, you know, even if the Yin Yang Valley is a sacred and undesecrated fairyland in the eyes of outsiders, it will never be isolated from the world, under the mountains and pavilions that are as high as the clouds, and under the pavilions and pavilions, along the path for more than ten miles, there is a large area of crops, and there are old grandfathers guarding the fields there, weeding, Occasionally, when it rains heavily, they will laugh happily and say that if it rains so hard, the crops will not die of thirst, and it will definitely be a good harvest, so I have always kept it in my heart since I was a child.

Han Li changed slightly, scratched his head with his fingers and said, Well, I've heard it before, the people regard food as more expensive than their lives.

Xiao Lingling saw him, he seemed to be very handsome and cute, he liked it very much, his cheek was against Han Li's neck, and he whispered Brother Han, I told you, you don't understand,!

The rain was misty, like a series of dreams forgotten with closed eyes, unable to catch, untouchable, close in front of the eyes, filled the whole body and mind in the mind, indescribable, unclear, she held her heart in her hands, leaning on Han Li's arms, delicate face, looking up at the dark night, the night was so fresh, the rain was pure, the lanterns hanging in the aisle swayed with the breeze, the clear eyes watched the rain slowly surging in, she tilted her neck, looked at Han Li, her black eyes stayed on his face, her delicate lips pursed Min, and smiled sweetly.

After condensing for a long time, Xiao Lingling's eyes were soft and full of a little affection, her hands lightly touched a few slightly windswept hair on the side of her face, holding Han Li's palm, and walking towards the depths of the rainy night, her words floated clearly with a few smiles, like the cold and fresh rain, those women who passed by should be the ones who went to serve the banquet, her eyes seemed to be looking at Han Li's face seriously, and whispered softly, the night is so beautiful, the fire is burning, and the wine is mellow, but I don't want to go, I just want to accompany you forever.

Han Li shook his head, looked at the flickering lights in the distance, clenched her hand quietly, and said in a warm voice, Outside is the place where merchants in the city sell things, I will accompany Lingling to walk around, as for the banquet, he raised his head freely, looked at the flowers blooming all over the courtyard, the color of the rain, and said seriously, Three thousand weak water, just take one scoop,!

Xiao Lingling was very happy when she said this, and the girl's mind was also simple, looking up at Han Li's face with a pretty face, the corners of her lips were hooked, and she smiled sweetly.

The two walked side by side, the umbrella covered the light drizzle, it was evening, there were not many people in the general's mansion, Han Li and Xiao Lingling were talking while walking, and before they knew it, they were already out of the door outside the house, the two of them took a deep breath at the same time, the lights in front of them were bright, the colorful lanterns were vibrant, the streets and alleys were full of people, in the evening night, it was very beautiful, the young women in pretty costumes, walking together in groups of three or five, the brightly dressed noble sons, holding folding fans, walked by in a dashing manner, the air was filled with a faint fragrance, It is a refreshing taste, Xiao Lingling is in a good mood, snatches the umbrella in Han Li's hand, puts it away and says, Brother Han, this rain is not heavy, we don't want to use umbrellas, just walk and play plainly,.

Both of them were teenagers, and they didn't feel anything wrong, they smiled at each other and walked side by side in the crowd on the street.

In the dim light, the ribbon swayed, it was the belt tied around the girl's waist, accompanied by the fragrant wind, and passed by in an instant.

On the water bridge, the handsome son seemed to turn his head to the crowd and smiled inexplicably.

On the street platform, the sound of tinkling and ding dong piano music seems to float past the ears.

Xiao Lingling stretched out her white jade hand, gestured, and said something interesting to Han Li, she held a string of bright rock sugar gourds in her other hand, took a bite, her lips were dyed bright red, and her beautiful face was snow-white and smiled.

People come and go on the street, the more you go inside, the more lively it becomes, bustling, the rain is more hazy, the lights are dim, her clear muzi blinked a few times, lowered her body and made a cute pose, and said crisply, Brother Han, let's accompany me to the Snow Dance Palace to have a look?

Han Li smiled slightly and had a warm expression, and looked at the crowd of people coming and going in front of him, as if he was also going there invisibly

The Snow Dance Palace walked, and he didn't want to think about it at the moment, so he nodded and said, Lingling can also go and take a look, but don't stay away from me, there are a lot of people here.

Xiao Lingling pouted, but said with a well-behaved smile, Brother Han, you know, Lingling listens to you the most.

Han Wei knew that she was indeed extremely well-behaved,

Both of them are young, they are playful people in their bones, and they don't need to say much, they walked hand in hand to the crowd, the scenery on both sides is beautiful, the lights around are hazy, and the two don't care how long they walked, everyone who listened to it talked about it, saying that the Snow Dance Palace was something to see tonight, everyone was extremely excited with red light, and their tone was full of praise for how good-looking the lantern dance was, Han Li and Xiao Lingling were both martial arts practitioners, and quietly squeezed into the middle of the crowd, Xiao Lingling's pretty face was ruddy, holding Han Li's hand tightly, and the two squeezed in for a long time, Only then entered the center of the crowd, the tall pavilions of the Snow Dance Palace, the periphery is also exquisitely arranged, but it does not look tacky, a stage with a height of half a meter, lying quietly in front of you, the top is paved, the white floor tiles of Qiongyu, bright patterns, flowers and birds are carved in the meantime, among the flowers, a huge phoenix spreads its wings and flies high, surrounded by many beautiful birds, it is a hundred birds and a phoenix!

Under the stage, the fire is rushing, like a dream, and like a dancing dragon, jumping and dancing in this huge clearing, groups of people gather here, shouting loudly, the sound of the sword being drawn, Ge Ran sounded, and the sound of the crowd was quiet for a while.

The torch burned, reflecting everyone's face, and the brilliance of the sword was slowly pulled out of the scabbard, reflecting a pair of indifferent eyes, holding the long sword in his hand, and shaking it slightly, the whole land and even the crowd were quiet.

He stepped barefoot on the jade platform, his eyes were indifferent under the eyebrows, looking around at the crowds of people in the four fields, the bridge of his nose was a little arrogant, his thin lips were ruthlessly tightened, the sword was held in his hand, and he bent obliquely at an angle, as if the sword was pressing on his own shoulder, moved, moved, the sword began to move, in the firelight, the man moved barefoot, the sword whirled gorgeously, the long sword was as cold as snow, cut through in the light of rain, a raindrop fell from the evening rain, reflecting the huge field, countless people, the water droplet contained " The transparent color, reflecting the dim red of the firelight, the long sword in the man's hand was accompanied by heavy percussion instruments, as if dancing, the sword shook, and the space seemed to be suffocated, and it slid between the droplets of water in amazement.