Since that night's night talk, Qian Lingxue has ignored Su Yuntian during this time.

Between the two, there are very few people who don't even meet.

Su Yuntian wanted to talk to Qianyue about it, but unfortunately he didn't have the opportunity for a long time.

Before you know it, winter is coming, and the howling north wind rolls south, sweeping away the leaves, leaving only clumps of bare branches.

After the north wind, heavy snow fell, staining the earth with a blanket of silver frost.

As soon as breakfast was eaten, Su Yuntian came to the stable, led a horse, and prepared to go out.

Heavy Snow came out wrapped in a thick cotton coat and shouted at him: "Xiaotian, what are you going to do on this snowy day?" ”

"Go to the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect and make an appointment with Ning Sangongzi."

Su Yuntian turned over on the horse's back, turned around and waved his hand to the heavy snow, his feet clamped the horse's belly a little harder, and the horse stepped over the threshold and stepped out of the courtyard tamely.

Daxue sighed, couldn't help shivering in the cold wind, and hurriedly bent over and trotted back to the room.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect was very close to Heaven Dou City, but it was also about thirty miles away, and if it was on foot, it would take three hours to walk, and even if Su Yuntian had horses to travel, it would take nearly two hours to arrive.

Su Yuntian had just left Heaven Dou City here, and in the sect of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect over there, there was also a young man wearing a hat and a robe, who walked out of the gate of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect and waited quietly under the mountain gate.

The boy stood in the wilderness, let the cold wind blow, and the snow soon fell on him, and in a short time, he became a snowman.

At this time, a girl holding an oil-paper umbrella jumped to the mountain gate and shouted to the young man from a distance: "Third brother, go back quickly." ”

The young man looked at the road down the mountain without looking back, but said, "I'm going to wait for Su Yuntian here, Rongrong, you go back to the mountain first." ”

The young man's appearance is quite similar to his father, and he is Ning Fengya, the third son of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect.

And the girl called "Rongrong", the identity is self-evident.

The little witch Ning Rongrong came to Ning Fengya's side, gently turned the wooden handle of the paper umbrella, and swept away the snow on Ning Fengya's hat with the rotating umbrella surface.

She said while playing: "Grandpa Jian said that it snows so much, everyone will obediently hide at home and not come out." Su Yuntian, that kid won't come. ”

Ning Fengya smiled: "Xiaotian is not an ordinary person, since he said that he would come, he will definitely come." ”

Ning Rongrong looked incredulous: "Are you the roundworm in his stomach?" Miss Ben is afraid that you will freeze, and kindly shouts at you to go back, do you dare not appreciate it? ”

Ning Fengya didn't know each other at all, she was still holding her hands behind her back in the heavy snow, calm and relaxed: "Su Yuntian said that he would come today, and he would definitely come." I'll wait for him here, and you can go back." ”

"You're stubborn, like a donkey!" Ning Rongrong was unhappy, if he wasn't afraid that the third brother of this waste wood would be frostbitten, who would rarely call him.

I didn't expect this guy to still appreciate it.

It's embarrassing.

"I dare say, that kid won't come, and if he does, Miss Ben will break his leg!"

Ning Rongrong put down such a cruel sentence and left angrily.

…… It's really cold outside.

Hearing Ning Rongrong's footsteps gradually disappearing, Ning Fengya shook off the snow on her arms and sleeves, clenched her hands into fists, and stuck them on her face, finally feeling a trace of warmth.

While enduring the cold, he couldn't help but wonder...... What if Su Yuntian doesn't come?

If that's the case, I'll definitely be laughed at by Rongrong. It's just that since she was six years old, she awakened the mutated Black Tower Martial Spirit, and Ning Fengya has become accustomed to ridicule, sarcasm, and all kinds of cold looks.

"Even if you don't come, I'm willing to wait for you for a day."

"Because, at least you deserve it."

Under the mountain gate, the thin figure of the boy gradually turned into a bloated snowman.

On the tower in the distance, the sect leader Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a green shirt and holding a cane, walked under the eaves on the top floor of the tower, and when he looked at it, he happened to see Ning Fengya, who had turned into a snowman.

"Uncle Jian, did you say Su Yuntian would come to the appointment?"

Sword Douluo Chen's eyes were indifferent: "I hope he comes, but I hope he doesn't come." ”

"Oh? Why is that? ”

"Words must be practiced, which is the temperament pattern that a strong person should have. I would like to see a young talent with great potential, but the more potential Su Yuntian has, the more disadvantageous it will be for us, because he is already the prince's man. ”

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly: "Yes, I also think that Su Yuntian has great potential, although his martial soul attribute is unknown, but with the current momentum, it should not be difficult to become a Contra Douluo." As for the person who said that he was the prince, so what, I am also the prince's teacher, and there are many people in Heaven Dou City who think that I am also the prince's person. ”

"That's different!" Chenxin exhaled a mouthful of white mist heavily, "Fengzhi, do you really want to help Xue Qinghe become the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire?" The Heaven Dou Empire is actually already rotten, so instead of continuing to support the royal family, it is better to replace ......"

"Uncle Jian! Don't talk nonsense. ”

Ning Fengzhi interrupted Chenxin's instigation, and there was a rare sternness in his tone.

Chenxin seemed to be a little unhappy, snorted coldly, and stepped forward in front of Ning Fengzhi: "The third child has me watching here, it's windy outside, you better hurry back to the room." ”

"Until the situation is clear, it is important to be cautious in what you say and do."

Ning Fengzhi's cane paused slightly, turned around and left.

Two hours later, a black dot appeared in the white field.

Ning Fengya under the mountain gate was already frozen and her hands and feet stiffened, and when she saw that black spot, she couldn't help but feel excited.

After a while, the figure of the man and the horse became clearer and clearer, and the young man on the horseback with blonde hair and red eyes was undoubtedly Su Yuntian.

In a warm pavilion within the sect, the little witch Ning Rongrong was barefoot, lying on the square table and fiddling with a bunch of toys.

Suddenly, the wooden door of the warm pavilion creaked open, and the cold wind poured in, blowing Ning Rongrong shivering.

She turned over, and a carp stood up, crossed her waist with one hand, and pointed to the visitor with the other and said, "Ning Fengya, who let you in, didn't you see Miss Ben here!" ”

Ning Fengya was about to apologize, but Su Yuntian next to him stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Ning Rongrong, I heard your brother say, you want to break my legs?"

Seeing Su Yuntian, Ning Rongrong immediately panicked, and subconsciously took a step back: "You...... How did you get here! ”

Although the soul power level is higher than that of the other party, Ning Rongrong's combat power is really limited, and he fought with Su Yuntian twice before, and he was smashed with eggs, which has already given Ning Rongrong a psychological shadow.

In the eyes of the little witch, this young man who is the same age as the third brother Ning Fengya can be described as a "big demon king".

The corners of Su Yuntian's mouth raised a demonic smile: "Then it goes without saying, I'll break your legs." ”

Ning Rongrong hurriedly hid behind the table: "Don't come here!" ”