Inside the Yuxue Building.

The cheers shook the sky, and they were unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

Delicacies, jade wine, golden chairs, as well as fathers, mothers, and daughters on the table, the family gathers happily, and the warmth is pervasive, and they are happy.

"Father, Mo Ran lived up to his father's trust and successfully solved that person. The son is here to give his father a drink! A slender girl stood up on the chair, her face full of pride.

"Ran'er, well done, your father and I have finally gotten rid of this shame, and we no longer have to be criticized by the world." A kind-eyed elder stroked his beard with a smile in his eyes.

"I said you two fathers and daughters, alas, eat more food." The mother on the other side smiled and kept holding the dishes for them. Warm and affectionate, full of snow bath.

"Newspaper—"

A small servant barged in, looking hurried.

"Ah Fu, why are you so impatient, don't you see that we are eating!" The elder was full of anger.

"Report to the city lord, above the 'Luo Xuan Pavilion', there was a sudden burst of golden light just now."

"That's it? Really, maybe it's a master who is promoted nearby, excuse me: our interest, go down! ”

"Yes...... Ah Fu retired. ”

A little worry flashed on the slender girl's face: "Father, my daughter wants to go to 'Luoxuan Pavilion' again." "What are you going to see in that gloomy place?" "Even though the lame girl is dead, the daughter always feels that something bad will happen. This time I went to 'Luoxuan Pavilion' and burned it with fire, so as not to cause extraneous branches. "The sense of a saint has always been the most accurate, then daughter, as a saint, go ahead." It might as well be a good thing. "My daughter obeys."

The warmth was pervasive, but no one noticed the disappearance of a familiar figure outside the window.

"Venerable Lord," Sakura Ling looked at the gloom and loss on his lord's face, but he didn't know what to say in his heart.

"Let's go......" obviously hates it so much, but he can't hate it, and he even fantasizes that his sister has unspeakable hardships! Amusing! Yun Moqing, Yun Moqing, are you pitiful or pathetic......

The white figure flashed in the window pavilion and returned to the "Luoxuan Pavilion" in the cold wind, although it was dilapidated, it actually carried a trace of warmth. This is the only cabin that can be considered your own home.

Yun Moran, since you are unjust to me, don't blame me for being unkind to you!

The moonlight illuminated the dim path, and at the head of the path, there was a clear sound of footsteps.

Inside the wooden house, it was dark. It seems that she is really dead, that lame girl, worthy of this "Luo Xuan Pavilion"? A fire was burned, so as not to be discouraged.

The breath was transported between the palms of the hands, and a ball of real fire was boiling and burning. Only the saint can condense the three flavors of true fire and burn everything. The already dilapidated wooden house had been shattered under the fire, and a raging fire had ignited, and the "Luoxuan Pavilion" at this time looked more like a pile of burning firewood. Not bad, complete the task. Turning around, Yun Moran left here.

Behind the withered yellow cherry tree trunk stepped out a white figure, the corners of which were hooked into a smile. Fire? I'll add a handful. Rain, I'll add to it for you. Dear sister, I believe that you will definitely enjoy the "glory" in the snow city tomorrow!

The fire, even more vigorous, the color is like blood, illuminating the entire Three Realms in the dark night.

The rain, pouring, drifting, and thundering resounded through the sky.

At night, the wind is fierce, and it devours everything in the world in a frenzy.

Sakura Ling looked at the fire added by the Venerable Lord, and caught a rain of the Venerable Lord, but his heart suddenly shook, it turned out that the Venerable Lord was ......