In the afternoon, Xi'er walked through the bustling streets with snow in his hands, although he had the cultivation of the Yudan realm, but his figure that looked a little thin was so inconspicuous in this flowing crowd.

Since Xi'er walked out of the sword shop, he has never come back to his senses, and he can't figure out the meaning of the shopkeeper's words, why this sword belongs to him!

Also, the shopkeeper seems to be waiting for him there, and Xi'er has no way of knowing where he is sacred and why he is waiting for him there.

But one thing he was sure of was that the force that had been pulling him westward, the moment he picked up the snow, faded away until it disappeared, as if it had never been, without a trace!

Unconsciously, the sun quietly slipped from the top of his head to the sky, and the stream was like a headless fly, moving slowly in the city, and the noisy crowd was gradually left behind him, and in a trance, he had walked from the city gate to the center near the city, and there were only a few people left in the bustling crowd on the street.

"Chen Mengxi...?"

A crisp and familiar shout, containing a little doubt and surprise, suddenly reached Xi'er's ears, catching him off guard.

Startled, Xi'er raised his head suddenly, and turned his gaze in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a slim girl in light blue clothes appear in front of him...

A long black hair was quietly scattered behind her, her delicate facial features were extraordinarily upright, and a pair of watery eyes were beautiful and moving, and she was looking at him not far away without blinking, this person was Ling'er!

"Ling'er!" Xi'er looked at Ling'er not far away with a shocked expression, her tongue stirred slightly, and she blurted out.

"It's really you!" Ling'er also exclaimed, and strode out when Xi'er's heart had not calmed down, her fresh clothes danced rhythmically with Ling'er's footsteps, and her long hair and Ling'er threw herself into Xi'er's arms.

Ling'er, who was half a head shorter than Xi'er, just leaned his head on his shoulder, gently closed Shui Lingling's eyes, and the dancing hair was scattered around Xi'er's shoulders, as if he was concerned about the cold and warmth, a pair of white and dexterous little hands passed through Xi'er's waist and hugged him tightly, deeply feeling each other's breathing and heartbeat.

"Ling'er, so many people are watching, it's not good!" The faint fragrance came to her nose, and Xi'er looked a little shy when Ling'er hugged her like this, and said in a curtive voice.

Ling'er slowly opened her eyes, looked at Xi'er's cheeks in a blur, her chest rose and fell slightly, and said coquettishly: "People miss you!"

Immediately, Ling'er leaned her head on Xi'er's shoulder again, her eyes were slightly closed, her chest rose and fell slightly, and the sound of even breathing was clear in her ears, lingering in Xi'er's heart.

Facing Ling'er, who hugged him tightly, Xi'er was stunned, her head was slightly on the side, looking at her petite and graceful body, she only felt the blood surging up, her cheeks were hot, and even her heartbeat became rapid.

Feeling Xi'er's gradually accelerating heartbeat, Ling'er raised her head slightly, a pair of confused big eyes blinked very charmingly, and looked at each other with a clever smile.

Seeing Xi'er's crimson face, Ling'er swooped out of Xi'er's arms, stretched out her fair and delicate little finger to Xi'er, and laughed: "Hahahaha! blushing, blushing, blushing, actually blushing!hahahaha!"

As soon as Ling'er said this, Xi'er's face turned even redder, only to see him shrug his shoulders, raise his right hand and scratch the back of his head awkwardly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked ashamed.

"Look at it, it's even redder!hahahaha!" Ling'er held her stomach with one hand, and pointed at Xi'er with the other hand and rolled back and laughed, her words full of ridicule.

I haven't seen each other for a year, although I am worried about each other in my heart, but there are never many ridiculous words, probably influenced by Xiao Yun and Shangguan Hongfei, but they are not as "enthusiastic" as the two of them!

Looking at Ling'er who was smiling so happily, Xi'er couldn't help but think of her mother, who was also dressed in light blue, but the person was not that person anymore!

"You look so good in clothes of this color!" Xi'er came back to her senses slightly, looked at Ling'er intently, and said meaningfully.

Ling'er's laughter stopped abruptly, and a pair of big eyes looked at the faint sentimentality at the corner of Xi'er's mouth, and said with a clever smile: "Then I will wear it to you every day in the future!"

Inadvertently, Ling'er's eyes suddenly fixed on the drifting snow in Xi'er's hand, and she couldn't help but lose her voice: "This is...?"

"Do you mean this sword?" Looking at the drifting snow in his hand, Xi'er said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hmm... Yes... Will you show me...?" nodded slightly, Ling'er Nuo said.

"Give!" With a shallow smile, Xi'er raised the drifting snow flat in his hand in front of him and said softly.

Under Xi'er's gaze, Ling'er silently stretched out her white left hand, gently held Piaoxue, and held it in her hand.

At the moment of handing, a faint layer of hoarfrost suddenly condensed on Ling'er's palm, which melted into the skin in a blink of an eye, only to feel a chill that had been frozen for thousands of miles, sweeping over the sky, the boundless white snow, constantly impacting her spiritual sea, and the strong momentum seemed to put her whole person on the top of the towering snow-capped mountain!

"This is..."Ling'er swallowed a mouthful of saliva slightly, raised her eyebrows slightly, quickly moved her gaze to Xi'er, and said in amazement.

"This sword is called Drifting Snow, and I got it by accident when I entered the city, so it's not bad!" Xi'er smiled.

Ling'er once again set his eyes on the sword in his hand, quickly raised his right hand, and pulled it out suddenly, the loose cuffs quickly swept through the air, only to see the cold blade of Piaoxue, exuding bursts of murderous aura, completely exposed to the sight of the two, even the passers-by on the side trembled!

At this moment, Ling'er was really shocked, that chilling murderous aura, how much blood and life can be bred!

In just a moment, Ling'er put the drifting snow back, and although she tried hard to keep her calm expression, she still revealed a shock that was difficult to hide!

"Drifting snow..."muttered, Ling'er frowned and looked at the drifting snow in her hand, and said secretly in her heart: "Why do I have a sense of déjà vu for it..."

"If you like it, I'll give it to you!" "Looking at Ling'er with a worried face, Xi'er said frankly.

Raised his head in amazement, Ling'er's eyes trembled a little, and he threw himself into Xi'er's arms again, his long clothes swayed in the air with Ling'er's dancing posture, and he slowly fell after a beat.

"As long as you are here, I will be satisfied!" Ling'er buried her head deep in Xi'er's arms, holding a sword in one hand, holding her arms affectionately behind Xi'er, and said coquettishly.

With a twitch in his heart, a self-deprecating smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, at the beginning, Xi'er hadn't said anything similar, but ten years have passed, and when he remembers the past again, he has become someone else's trust!

"Goo... Goo ......"

A long sound came from Xi'er's abdomen, breaking the short-lived warmth of the two...

Leaning back slightly, Ling'er looked at Xi'er with a look of surprise on her face, her small hand inadvertently covered her mouth, and her cuffs slid down, revealing a white and delicate wrist, and a series of beautiful laughter spread unabashedly...

"Look at your little bit of talent, I didn't learn much kung fu with Grandpa Xiao, but I learned to be a foodie...!" The words of playfulness were accompanied by bursts of chuckles, which came from Ling'er's mouth, making Xi'er even more embarrassed.

This can't all be blamed on Xi'er, it was still morning when he entered the city, and he was thinking about the force that pulled him, so naturally he didn't have time to think about eating, and when he came out of the sword shop, it was already past noon, and in addition, what happened in the sword shop was far beyond Xi'er's expectations, so that he had been in a deep shock, completely forgetting about eating, and ignoring the bursts of hunger from his stomach, which was rare for a foodie like him the day after tomorrow, until he met Ling'er, he suddenly woke up.

Xi'er raised her right arm, gently swiped her fingers on the bridge of Ling'er's delicate and small nose, and said with a hint of disgust: "You are not small, you dare to make fun of me!"

Although she screamed as Mengxi's brother, in the past ten years, Xi'er has indeed been teased by her a lot, and every time she has embarrassed Xi'er, in the eyes of outsiders, they are more like a flirting couple.

"That's, don't look at whose territory it's on!" Ling'er showed a fearless look, and said solemnly.

"Really?!" Xi'er's coquettish tone made Xi'er laugh, and the original somewhat embarrassed expression disappeared, replaced by a sinister smile.

may have anticipated what was about to happen, Ling'er quickly broke out of Xi'er's arms, ran out in three steps, and said with a clever smile: "Come on, catch up with me and invite you to eat something delicious, come..."