Huata Mountain, Ladder Ditch, the whole is covered with snow and mist.

The snow was too big, the weather was too cold, and in the Juyi Hall, in the big brazier, there was a loud sound of chopping wood.

In the huge Juyi Hall, a big man reclined on a big tiger skin chair, looking at the wind and snow outside the door.

The big man was tall, but his face was very delicate, and he was only twenty-three or four years old.

The big man is very young, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes.

Dahan is the ticket, and the ticket is very lonely.

Suddenly, a small bandit ran in and said, "The boss, the Thirteenth Taibao is here." ”

The ticket was stunned for a while, and then said, "Please." ”

The little bandit went out, and then the ticket also went into the snowstorm. After a while, Zhang Yueming came, carrying a wine bag in his hand.

The wind and snow were too big to speak, and after the two entered the justice hall, Ticket Er asked with a smile, "Why are you here?" ”

Zhang Yueming had already handed over the wine bag to the little bandit, clenched his fists, and said, "The little brother suddenly missed the twelfth brother, so he came." ”

Staring at Zhang Yueming's eyes, after a moment, Ticket smiled.

The ticket smiled, and Zhang Yueming also smiled. Zhang Yueming smiled, and the ticket laughed even more. In the end, both laughed and burst into tears.

It was a long time before the laughter stopped. Wiping a handful of tears, Ticket asked, "What's going on?" ”

Zhang Yueming pointed to the big brazier and said, "Brother Twelve, sit down and say." ”

The two sat down around the brazier, and Zhang Yueming said: "I met a person, and he told me some things, which made me suddenly feel that the little thing between us was a little." It's not worth it to bother with this, and I realize how stupid we used to be! ”

Ticket Er smiled more happily, and then, he said with a straight face: "Yue Ming, what do you want to do?" ”

Zhang Yueming said: "Ticket, didn't I say it, it's a little, not enough to worry about." ”

The surprise in Ticket'er's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he asked, "What did that person tell you?" Tell me about it. ”

Zhang Yueming said: "Get some meat, I'm hungry." ”

Ticket to the little bandit waiting on the side, instructed, "Go, get some meat." ”

After a while, the little bandit returned, with a few iron hammers in his hands, and several sheep thighs stuck in them.

The two put the iron hammer on the brazier, roasting the leg of mutton, Zhang Yueming said what Han Lihong had said to him.

With Zhang Yueming's narration, Ticket'er's face became more and more ugly, and later, the originally delicate face was already hideous, and he scolded: "What's next, if the little devils dare to come, if Lao Tzu doesn't squeeze out their eggs, I'm not a human!" ”

Zhang Yueming smiled, and he handed the wine bag to the ticket. The ticket was taken, and he raised his head and poured a big mouthful. Then, he handed the wine bag to Zhang Yueming.

Zhang Yueming took the wine bag, took a sip, and said, "I feel more and more that the situation that Han Lihong said is very likely to happen, ticket, think about it, if the little devil really calls, is our little thing a bad thing?" ”

Sighing softly, he said, "Even if there is no little devil, it's a bit of a." This blames me, if I trust you, let's talk about it from the bottom of our hearts, then there will be so much mess and? ”

Zhang Yueming said with a smile: "Okay, ticket, we are the eldest brother, don't talk about the second brother, don't talk about the second brother, don't talk about the eldest brother, it's all the same." ”

The two brothers, the first man, untied the knot that had been pressing on their hearts for years, and both of them were very happy, and they drank wine, ate meat, and talked until they fell into a deep sleep.

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The snow stopped, but the little north wind was still swishing, and the weather was rattling cold.

In such a cold weather, Han Lihong was ** all over his body, wearing only a pair of cowhide shorts.

In the cold wind, Han Lihong was like a dragon and a tiger, his whole body was ruddy, and the top of his head was steaming; His fists were like hammers, his legs were like sticks, and his fists and legs were intertwined, as if every punch and leg were tearing through the cold iron curtain.

When Zhang Yueming arrived, Han Lihong was standing proudly in the cold wind, and the two senior brothers were holding a ball of snow and rubbing it on him.

Rao already knew Han Lihong's practice, but every time he saw it, Zhang Yueming couldn't help but feel cold, so cold from the heart outward.

Is this kid still not human?

Zhang Yueming also practiced hard, but looking at Han Lihong, he couldn't help but be envious, this kid's figure is really amazing.

Han Lihong's waist is thinner, his legs are thinner, but his shoulders are wider and thicker, and his whole body is full of muscles.

Seeing Zhang Yueming, Han Lihong greeted, "Senior brother is here?" ”

Looking at Han Lihong, Zhang Yueming said, "Lihong, I said you can really do it." ”

Han Lihong smiled darkly.

This work could not be stopped halfway, and after a while, the whole body was rubbed red, and the two of them stopped.

Han Lihong entered the house, put on his clothes, and Zhang Yueming said, "Lihong, I have a friend who wants to meet you." ”

Han Lihong smiled: "Okay, senior brother's friend is my friend, I can't wait to see a few more." ”

Zhang Yueming also smiled: "Okay, let's go." ”

Han Lihong said, "Let's go." ”

The two of them walked out of the Guoshu Pavilion, and as soon as they turned a corner, they saw a big man standing on the corner of the street.

Han Lihong had never seen the ticket, he didn't know how tall or thin the ticket was, but as soon as he saw this big man, he knew that the big man must be the ticket.

Zhang Yueming came to her and said that a friend wanted to see him, and he guessed that it was a ticket.

It seems that Zhang Yueming has figured it out, and Han Lihong is happy in his heart, because of him, these heroes and heroes will not go to the painful step.

Looking at the big man standing proudly on the street corner, while he was happy, a trace of sourness surged in his heart: the evil old society!

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