Su Zizhong concisely recounted the various ways back, Liu Hemin's brows tightened more and more, and the shadow was the only one, and there was almost no possibility of being impersonated.

Silver-haired and blue-eyed, and allowed to practice the martial arts of the Snow God Sect, with an identity card that cannot be copied, what does the Great Snow Mountain want to do.

After all, Liu Hemin is a little older, what he thinks about is not just a few assassinations on the surface, Longmu is about to be launched, if Daxue Mountain really wants to stubbornly obliterate the future of the six forts of Snow Mountain, he must make plans early.

The six castles of the Snow Mountain have a history of thousands of years in Longguo, and they will be wiped out by accident, and the ants still know how to steal life, and the snow rabbit will bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention the life and death of tens of thousands of people.

Liu Hemin didn't care that Su Zizhong hadn't returned home yet, so he immediately invited the other Wubao Fort Lord to come and discuss, just in time to ask in person, the matter was urgent, and the man in the Great Snow Mountain did not say that he was undecided.

Pucao woke up and didn't know where she was, and her memory was still stuck in the smell of pilaf, and she couldn't remember it anymore.

With a dry mouth and a splitting headache, Pu Cao roughly examined herself, lying on a place more than two feet high that I don't know if it should be called a "bed", warmth came from the bottom of the bed, through the mattress on the cushion, and the back was warm. The room is spacious and has a single window, but it is too different from the sliding window system in the interior and looks more like a transverse baffle. The furnishings in the house are simple, there is no useless thing, there is a knife holder on the table, there is a wave-shaped warped knife, the bottom is thin and the top is wide, the curved arc is very large, the half knife is protruding and adducting outside, similar to the fish hook, it should be used for disarming, yesterday Pucao saw the knife carried by the men of Liujiabao is like this.

Pucao slowed down for a while, propped herself up on the bed, and saw that her shoes were covered with vomit and smelled of alcohol. Staggered to the table, picked up the kettle and poured it, a stinging pain in his throat, like the crotch between the worn places of the horse, as if the crotch was touched by the worn place of the horse, and the cold water stimulated, a mouthful of water sprayed all the way to the wall, staining a large piece.

Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise it would be a big shame.

Su Zizhong said that the triple realm of drinking, I guess I can't understand it.

Pu Cao heard a graceful piano sound, containing helplessness, helplessness, doubt, and seemed to have a little nostalgia. Su Zizhong said when chatting, how tall and rough the musical instruments of the Snow Mountain are, and as straightforward and frank as the men of the Snow Mountain, are there still inland people here?

Pucao's piano skills are not very smart, most of the sisters in the art department in Anlan don't let Pucao play the piano, saying that it is a sound to express her chest, Pucao is not in good health now, and playing some self-pity tunes disturbs her mood, and she wants Pucao to read more books to cure her body first. But this does not mean that the grass does not have discernment, and it can still be heard whether it plays well or badly.

I was about to go to see who the piano player was, a maid pushed the door in and asked Pu Cao to say goodbye, saying that Childe was drunk yesterday and came to help clean up the house, Pu Cao's black face was rarely red with shame, and asked the maid how much she drank yesterday, the maid thought about it, and said that Childe probably drank more than ten bowls, and said that Childe was really massive, ordinary inland people drank a bowl of snow flame wine to pour, Childe drank more than ten bowls and could still hold Su Gongzi, and asked him why he looked so good, can he give you a better look, it's really amazing.

The little girl sincerely admires Pucao, the snow flame wine can be ignited when it meets sparks, and the inland people are really not used to drinking it.

Pucao was so desperate to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Su Zizhong said that Su Lang would come to Liujiabao in the next few days, so that Pucao could live in peace for the time being.

Pucao stayed very comfortably in Liujiabao, Su Zizhong would often take Pucao to ride a snow horse for a whole day, no direction in the vast meadow, just look at the snowy glacier running down, everywhere is the sky is high and wide. The flaming red cocktail rose high with the rhythm of the horse's hooves, shattering the unspeakable sorrow of the cattails.

Pucao soon learned to take snow dogs to hunt, and gradually got used to drinking mare's milk tea with a few grains of salt, and even dared to take a few sips of snow flame wine to ward off the cold.

Pu Cao wrote a letter to Mr. Huo, detailing everything that happened along the way on more than 30 sheets of paper, and it was a little difficult to stuff the letter and seal it with a lot of difficulty. Pu Cao asked Su Zizhong to help send it out, and after thinking about it, he took it back.

Pu Cao wrote a letter again, telling Mr. Huo about the lush dense forests on both sides of Luoshui, saying that he likes the pleasure of the wind blowing on his face when sailing, saying that Luoling City is too prosperous and he often gets lost, saying that the hospitality and frankness of the men in the Snow Mountain, and finally asking Mr. Huo to say hello to the gentlemen and students of Anlan on his behalf, everything is going well, please Mr. Huo don't worry. Thinking about it, he added that he would go to Sujiabao, and in the future, he could send a letter or someone who came directly to Sujiabao to find him.

Pu Cao carefully read the letter twice and made sure that there was no sentence that allowed Mr. Huo to guess his bumpy and tangled encounter, so he folded the letter into squares and wrote neatly on the envelope, "Mr. Huo Dingzhi personally opened".

sighed, and then realized the painstaking work of those wanderers who traveled abroad to report good news and not bad news.

Su Zizhong has been very busy these days, and when the sisters-in-law of the other forts heard that Su Zizhong was back, most of them gathered in Liujiabao, and even Zhu Youzhi, who was fighting in the Sleeping Moon Pavilion in Snow Eagle City, also came, drinking and practicing martial arts together every day. Pu Cao went a few times, and most of the topics they talked about couldn't be talked to, so they simply stayed in Liujiabao's guest room to read, Su Zizhong dragged it a few times, and saw that Pu Cao insisted, so he let Pu Cao.

The sound of the piano sounded a few times, and there was never a cheerful meaning in the song, Pu Cao was a little curious about the person who played the piano, and asked the maid to know that it was the daughter of the old friend of the castle owner Liu Hemin who lived here, so he extinguished the idea of going to listen to the piano.

was also a guest, and it was too abrupt to go rashly, which cut Su Zizhong's face.

On this day, Pu Cao got up early, and Su Zizhong said yesterday that his father was coming today, and it would be a bit rude if he didn't go to greet him.

Su Zizhong was a little drunk yesterday, lying on the bed half-open, Pu Cao shouted a few times Su Zizhong only lay on the bed, so Pu Cao grabbed a few handfuls of dry snow outside the window and stuffed it into Su Zizhong's placket, Su Zizhong jumped up from the bed and put a starting frame of Su's "snow palm", and got up reluctantly.

On the battlements at the gate of Liujiabao, Pu Cao and Su Zizhong waited for half an hour, when they suddenly heard a long bell ringing, and dozens of snow-white horses arrived suddenly.

Su Zizhong jumped down from the fort with the grass in his hand, walked quickly to the first pair of male and female horses, and knelt on the ground. The father, the mother, and the child are back. ”

A plump and well-maintained woman in her thirties, jumped off the horse, ripped off the leather cover at the mouth, and hugged Su Zizhong, "Zhong'er is back, I miss my mother......" The woman choked, but hugged Su Zizhong without speaking, tears rippled.

Su Zizhong's heart was sour, thinking that he would run to Luoling for a while, which must have made his mother worried, and tears rolled out of his eyes involuntarily.

"Erlang of the Great Snow Mountain, what are you crying about. You still know how to come back, and see that I go back without breaking your dog's legs. The man with the sword eyebrows and a broad face should be Su Zizhong's father, his lips trembled, and he finally scolded Su Zizhong, shook the reins and took the lead into Liujiabao.

"Your Uncle Liu sent someone to invite your father, saying that you are back, I remember you, so I came with your father, so that my mother can take a good look at whether my son has lost weight." Su Zizhong's mother touched Su Zizhong's face, "Well, Zhong'er looks better, don't be afraid, if your father dares to beat you, see how I clean her up." ”

Su Zizhong smiled instantly, and pulled the grass over to introduce it to his mother.

Su Zizhong's mother glanced at Pu Cao a few times, "It's a good child, Zhong'er wrote to me before and told me about you, don't worry, Sujiabao will be your home in Daxue Mountain in the future." ”

Pu Cao was moved, and as Su Zizhong's mother and son entered the castle, she deliberately lagged behind a few steps, so that the mother and son could have something to say.

If my mother is still here, I should love myself like this.

It was also on this day that Ding Yi went to the top of the Great Snow Mountain, and when he went down the mountain, there was a man with an angry face - Ding Yang, the chief envoy of the "Flower Guard".

Ding Yang is Ding Yi's younger brother, and he was selected as the "Holy Son" with Ding Yi, becoming the only "One Sect and Two Holy Sons" since the establishment of the Snow God Sect. Ding Yang is different from Brother Nai, Ding Yi is steady, knowledgeable, thoughtful, and Ding Yang is loose and free to practice, and he looks more dusty than Ding Yi.

At the beginning, the sect was more inclined to Ding Yang to serve as the chief priest, and Ding Yang, in front of everyone, asked the high priest at that time, "How long can the high priest of the Snow God Sect not be in the church", choking the elders who had the right to vote for a long time and couldn't say a word.

After Ding Yi succeeded to the position of the Grand Priest, Ding Yang was stationed at the top of the Snow Mountain to protect the Holy Flower all the year round, and with the unique cultivation environment, he had already entered the upper realm of the Mind Realm, and was a well-deserved master in the Snow God Sect.

There are a total of nine flower guards on the mountain, Ding Yang has the highest realm and the most diligent practice, and he has never had any complaints because of the long siege in the Great Snow Mountain, except for the pursuit of the legendary imperial realm, there is nothing else to seek in this life.

Ding Yang didn't want to go down the mountain, in his opinion, everything else except cultivation was meaningless. Ding Yi knows this brother best, Ding Yang will never consider many factors in the world, only on the merits, in Ding Yi's eyes, Ding Yang is the best candidate to go to Snow Eagle City.

Ding Yang said that he would go down the mountain and delay his cultivation and never refused, but Ding Yi persuaded him for a long time but it was still ineffective. I had no choice but to say to Ding Yang, "I discussed it back then, and I will be the chief priest for you, for the sake of me worrying about you for so many years, should you help me go through this experience." ”

A high roller came to the Sleeping Moon Pavilion in Snow Eagle City, and when he came, he lost two silver tickets, saying that he wanted to live in a quiet room for a long time, and each number could make the old bustard smile from ear to ear.

What kind of people have never been seen in the old bustard of the Sleeping Moon Pavilion, it is the first time that the Sleeping Moon Pavilion is regarded as an inn like this, and the Sleeping Moon Pavilion is the most luxurious and high-grade place in Snow Eagle City, although it is also a leather and meat business, it is different from the building that anyone can enter.

Sleeping Moon Pavilion is in the west of Snow Eagle City, covering an extremely wide area, all are single-family houses, surrounded by a few holes of hot springs, hot springs are a precious thing in the Great Snow Mountain, in addition to the Longguo Palace, there are hot springs in Sleeping Moon Pavilion. The designer conceived an ingenious idea to connect the hot springs and chisel them together, and spread the best snow wood on them. He also hollowed out the wood, so that the heat of the hot spring could be dissipated, so that the entire Sleeping Moon Pavilion did not need to be warmed by fire, and the people in the pavilion could be lightly dressed and not afraid of the cold at any time.

Mianyue Pavilion imitates the inland garden construction, rockery wooden bridges are dotted among them, each house is carved and painted, and the corridor is worn up, and the stone bricks are transported from thousands of miles away, and the pool that can soak in the hot springs is repaired in each yard. In the severe cold season, the snow flies in the sky like a seat, the smoke and fog in the pavilion are covered, and the beauty pool is bathed, which is a little more beautiful than the fairyland on earth.

The women in the Sleeping Moon Pavilion come from all over the world, and there are even a few barbarians from overseas and further north, and when it comes to quality, the Sleeping Moon Pavilion has never disappointed its guests.

Who in Snow Eagle City doesn't know, the chefs in the Sleeping Moon Pavilion must all be good-looking, in case any of the guests have a heavier taste, it is not impossible.

A high platform was set up in the middle of the Sleeping Moon Pavilion, and different girls were arranged to perform on stage every night, and if there were guests who liked them, they could send specially made gold hairpins, each of which represented different prices, and the highest bidder could hold the beauty that night.

The high roller lives in a courtyard facing the high platform, never goes out, and the girl sends food and drink into the yard. The bustard heard from the girl that this guest often sat motionless for a day, and only glanced at it a few times every night when he performed on the high stage, but he never made a bid.

The old bustard will not care what the guests do when he has the money, the world is so big, what kind of people don't have it?

It's just that the top has instructed that if a guest comes to the Sleeping Moon Pavilion to ask questions or behave strangely, it must be reported in time, and this high-roller is probably the one who behaves strangely.

The old bustard held the idea that he would rather miss it, and pulled the copper bell in the bedroom.