The sky was gray and heavy, and the ground was a winding white, occasionally revealing a piece of black earth, or a blue and clear glacial lake.

The Changsheng dwelling was covered with snow, and at night, a few immortal attendants played with Lu Yu, stepping on the snow blanket all over the ground, like the footprints of small beasts in the hunting ground. After one night, the courtyard was back to its original state, with the exception of a snowman that stood tall and shaped like a gourd, and was covered with freshly covered snow.

The charcoal fire in the side hall burned overnight, and it was not added, but there was still some residual temperature in the early morning, and it did not feel cold. But he nested on the bed, put on his socks for a long time, and only lay down and refused to lift the quilt.

A fluffy furball woke up passively, crawled out of the bed with sleepy eyes, and rolled under the scarlet carpet bed with a "click".

It's a terrible fall. In winter, the hairballs grew a lot of white hair, and the fluffy one now fell to the ground, like a pile of snow-white cotton wool.

Luo Luo hurriedly stood up, looked at it helplessly, and then leaned out and picked up the hairball, patted the non-existent ash, and threw it at the end of the bed. The quilt is a good thing, and it would be better if you could never leave.

But it's impossible, in another hour and a half, it's time for the exam.

Through the translucent window paper, a figure could be seen walking by, and after a while, he hurried back, the hair was combed high, and he recognized it as a white leaf. It's probably a spiritual meal, even if she can't afford it now, she will come in and wake her up in a while.

I glanced at the clothes on the side of the bed, I miss the down jacket of autumn pants and cotton pants, it is warm to wear, and it is easy to move, and most importantly, it is very convenient to wear!

After putting on her clothes, she curled her hair at will, pushed open the door, and a cold feeling swarmed in from the thousands of gaps in her clothes, and the cold air came to her face, she shivered, spit out a large mouthful of white mist, and finally sobered up a lot.

Glancing at the outside of the temple gate, the snowman made at night can no longer be called a snowman, it is like a snow gourd, and the eyes and nose that were originally made are all buried by the new snow. However, the snow has stopped.

After looking at it for a while, he turned around and entered the dining room. Feng Qihan came from outside the door, his hand hanging by his side, holding the indigo long sword, seeing her, he put the sword back into the sheath with his backhand, and the silver-white sword light flashed.

Drinking the porridge, he said, "Today's porridge is so fragrant, how can there be a floral fragrance?"

Bai Ye took a look and saw that the bowl was really a bowl of white porridge. Feng Jun had already instructed that she couldn't do anything too greasy, so as not to affect her class exam. It's just that she is greedy and deliberately said it. Then he said, "Where did the fragrance of flowers come from, do you want to eat lotus flower porridge again? ”

He blinked, lowered his head and sniffed, "There really is." ”

After sniffing it carefully, I only felt that it seemed that the master also had that smell, which was as strong as wine, and when I smelled it from a distance, it was fresh and elegant, and it was intoxicating.

Feng Qihan hung her sword on the wall and walked over to sit down, she was still like a puppy, smelling and smelling.

He raised his hand and touched his head, and said, "Sit down and eat." The pampering in his voice didn't even notice it.

He looked at him with a pair of wet eyes, touched the small bowl and spoon, and drank it one by one.

"Lamei is open. Feng Qi said coldly.

The snow can cover the turbidity of the world, where can cover the fragrance, it turns out that overnight, the plum blossoms are all opened, the plum blossoms are small, the color is also light, pressed under the thick snow, and they can't be seen. As soon as the door opened, the fragrance filled the room.

She sucked and drank the porridge, Feng Qihan put a scarlet coat on her, and there was a circle of white hair around her, but the hair quality didn't seem to be as soft as the hairball. Feng Qihan took off his sword and led his little apprentice out of the palace gate.

It's really a very happy thing that the weather is cold and the master sends it. If she walked such a long road by herself, she would have to blow a cold wind of incense at the earliest, but Feng Qihan wrapped her tightly with a big sword, standing in front of her, and didn't let her blow a little wind.

This kind of scene inexplicably reminded her of those parents who rode small electric donkeys to send their children in winter, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

When you get to the classroom, you have to take the compulsory exam first.

In addition to some innocuous theoretical knowledge, there are also presentations of devotional classes.

That is, to show how many people can at least use spiritual power after the literacy class. Those who can enter the inner door will not be too weak in terms of spiritual power, and the choice of sword cultivation or medical cultivation is just an ambition.

Seeing that many people were showing spiritual power of various attributes, the classroom was full of lightning and thunder, and sparks were splashing, and Mimi quietly took out an elixir from her pocket and swallowed it.

The pill was a bit big, and it was bitter, and I was choked.

It was a senior sister who tested their course, but when she saw her taking pills, her willow eyebrows suddenly rose upside down, and the rattan whip in her hand was whipped on the table, dancing with electric flowers.

It turned out to be a senior sister with a thunder attribute, no wonder her temper was so explosive.

The disciple sitting in front wanted to cry without tears, and the little spark that had just gathered was frightened.

Is this senior sister because he is too vegetable, and he is so angry that he is impatient? ?

"You, that's you!"

Luo Miao pointed at herself, and the senior sister's eyes widened, "How can you have breakfast during the class exam! Don't you pay attention to the rules?"

Curious and gloating eyes came from all directions, and he said steadily, "I didn't eat breakfast." ”

Can pills be called breakfast?

Although she is very weak, who let her cheat and be discovered, but she can't lose her share in terms of momentum.

As long as her expression is calm enough, the senior sister can't fork her out.

Sure enough, the senior sister was stunned by her rightfully confident look, and frowned, "Then why do you put your hand on the chase?"

There was something black in it, I didn't see it clearly, and it was not easy to describe......

I was panicked in my heart, but I was stable on the surface, "I have had the habit of eating hands since I was a child, and I will change it in the future." ”

The senior sister's face turned blue and white for a while.

Liu Mingfei sat in the corner and hooked her lips when she heard the words.

I didn't realize that I was being ridiculed, and I was relieved to see that my senior sister left in disbelief.

After a while, the senior sister finished checking the disciples in front of her, and the black soft whip struck the table lightly and heavily, and said, "How is the cultivation, show it." ”

At this time, the tone was not serious, and she glanced up, only to see that her eyes looked at her with a hint of strangeness, probably because she felt that such a big person still eats hands, and it is not a climate.

He took a deep breath, felt an aura in his body that did not belong to him, and reached out and gently tapped it on the table.

The long-dead piece of wood gradually moistened from the wood grain, and several green tender branches stretched out.