It was quiet in the room.

Ying Tanxi looked at Luo Ning and smiled.

Luo Ning glared at Yunke and said, "If you really can't speak, then don't speak." ”

Yunke sighed.

Luo Ning said angrily, "You are a little girl, what are you in front of me?"

Yunke looked at him and said seriously, "My sword will too." ”

Luo Ning raised an eyebrow:

"I'm also a person from the Yin and Yang Realm now, try to compete?"

Yunke said lightly, "You won't give me money." ”

Luo Ning scolded, "You lost your money?"

Yin Ziqing looked at these people nervously in the corner, and said in his heart that things in this world are really complicated.

He will never understand the human heart.

He just believes in his fairy brother.

Ying Tanxi looked at Yunke and said, "If you don't kill him or me today, I owe you a favor?"

Yun Ke stared at the copper pot on the table and said, "After eating your hot pot, this favor is settled." ”

Ying Tanxi smiled, "This love debt is very good to repay?"

Yun Ke ignored her, turned his head and looked at Luo Ning coldly and said, "When I have the opportunity, I will find you to compete with the sword." ”

Luo Ning just sneered on the side.

Ying Tanxi glared at Luo Ning, then turned to look at Yunke and said, "I'll help you beat him." ”

Luo Ning jumped up and looked at her and shouted, "You're looking for me." ”

Ying Tanxi's gaze fell on the Lechuan sword, "If you use this sword, I just don't like it." ”

The snow outside obscured the warm and strong smell of gunpowder in the room.

The maid snickered on the sidelines.

Yin Ziqing didn't understand, but when he saw the maid laughing, he laughed too.

Ying Tanxi and Luo Ning are enemies.

So Yin Ziqing and the maid were another team of people watching the play.

And what has nothing to do with them is the undulating pork liver that has not been fished out in the copper pot.

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In the palace of Nangun.

Huang Chunqiu swept the snow that seemed to never finish.

The county lord didn't know where.

Tao Yuwen sat next to the stove in a room somewhere.

It was warm in the house.

It's warm like summer.

There is a tea fragrance.

It is the fragrance of the flower tea.

Tao Yuwen looked at the light reflected by the snowflakes outside and didn't speak for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but she suddenly asked seriously, "Is that kid a trouble?"

Bamboo Curtain lowered his head and said, "Maybe it's a trouble, but it shouldn't be right now." ”

Tao Yuwen asked softly again, "What about those three people from the Starfall Pavilion?"

The bamboo curtain replied, "Maybe you are still resting in the Nanjun Palace." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Tao Yuwen's mouth.

She said in a deep tone:

"The snow has stopped, and many of the animals should come out to feed, and they should not be able to stay still. ”

The fire is red.

Full of reflections.

Bamboo curtain asked cautiously, "What do you mean?"

Tao Yuwen looked at her and said, "Go and inform the Demon Sect, and they will deal with the affairs of the Starfall Pavilion." ”

Bamboo Curtain asked nervously, "Do you also believe in the matter of the old site of Starfall Pavilion?"

Tao Yuwen said with a smile, "This kind of thing is what the Demon Lord should think about, not what you and I should think about." Naturally, he's going to send someone to deal with it, and we'll just have to be more patient. ”

There was no shiver in her eyes.

There is only calm.

However, this calm is even more terrifying than it should be.

There was no sound in the room except for the fire.

She closed her eyes slightly, looking a little tired.

The bamboo curtain whispered, "Do you want me to send the tea at noon today to the county lord for you?"

Tao Yuwen waved his hand lightly, "This kind of thing still has to be done by me personally." ”

She smiled happily, then slowly opened her eyes and felt the heat coming from the shop and said, "After all, the person he trusts the most is me." ”

A cup of fragrant flower tea is brewed in this room.

The tea is fragrant.

It's tea, but it's also poison.

The terrifying thing is that the person who poisoned it is as glamorous as the surface of this tea.

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This snowfall in South County fell for a day and a night.

When he pushed the door the next morning, Yin Ziqing suddenly found that the entire door was covered by heavy snow.

No one knows that many interesting things happened to them yesterday in this snow.

Luo Ning got up early.

He stared at the Ding Casting Sword Furnace that Ying Tanxi had found for him in the room, and was silent.

No one spoke of the white-clad assassin yesterday as if it hadn't happened.

The neighing of the yellow horse came from the inn's stable.

The weather in this southern county is too cold, even if it has rough skin and thick flesh, it is a little unbearable.

The white horse, which had been pulling the carriage before, had a very thick mane, and it stood leisurely in the stable, feeling nothing.

Then the people in the streets rejoiced.

Snowballs in clusters.

Mountains of snowdrifts.

A sculpted snowman.

These are all pleasant things, so the streets and alleys of South County become very lively.

But Luo Ning didn't.

He looked at the long street, his gaze as deep as night.

He felt a sense of crisis.

I haven't shown my head for a few months, and I haven't been to Nanjun Palace for a few months.

The matter of going to the old site of the Starfall Pavilion to find the Starfall Meteorite was also temporarily put on hold because of his retreat.

But today is different.

He got out of the customs and had a hot pot, and it was time to think about these things.

It was time for him to think about the Starfall and the old site of the Starfall Pavilion.

The light in Luo Ning's eyes was like a sword.

When he decided to take something seriously, it always was.

Yin Ziqing didn't practice swords today, so he sat in the room and stared at him all the time.

Luo Ning suddenly asked, "Is it cool?"

Yin Ziqing was stunned, a little puzzled.

Luo Ning asked, "Isn't it good not to practice swords?"

Yin Ziqing lowered his head lightly and explained, "The snow in the backyard is too big. ”

Luo Ning looked at him, turned his gaze to the window again, and didn't speak for a long time.

It must be extremely refreshing not to practice swords.

If you don't practice for a while, it's cool for a while.

It's always cool if I don't practice.

So did he.

It's so cozy.

It has been almost half a year since I came to southern Xinjiang, but I have not made any progress in the past six months.

Yin Ziqing saw that Luo Ning hadn't spoken for a long time, and lowered his head a little nervously.

"I go to the backyard to clear the snow, and when I'm done, I'll go to practice. ”

Luo Ning looked at him and said, "You don't have to practice today." ”

"Ahh Huh?"

Yin Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and looked at Luo Ning with some puzzlement.

Luo Ning looked at him and explained, "Go and help me find a whetstone." ”

......

A lot of stones can be used to sharpen knives, and of course they can also be used to sharpen swords.

For the first time in Luo Ning's room, there was no temperature for the sword-forging furnace.

Instead, there was the sound of sharpening knives and sharpening swords.

Ying Tanxi did not come today.

Her appearance is like the weather in Nanjun in December, cloudy and sunny.

But Luo Ning didn't care about this, because after all, he still had his own things to do.

Without Ying Tanxi's chirping in his ears, he felt for the first time that life could be so beautiful.

But sharpening knives is often tedious as well.

It's like cultivating.

But if you don't sharpen your sword yourself, how can you know how sharp your knife is and how fast your sword is?

The snow outside is refracted in countless colors by the sunlight.

Red light.

White snow.

When those lights come together, they are a bright rainbow.

The boy shouted.

I don't know whose window Naughty smashed with a snowball.

Yin Ziqing was sweeping the snow in the backyard, sweating profusely.

He listened to the sound of sharpening knives on the small floor of the inn, and he was already in a trance.

I don't know how long it took, but the grinding sound finally stopped.

Luo Ning walked down the upper floor.

He had a chai knife pinned to his waist and a Lethe sword behind his back.

The sword is sharpened.

The knife is also ready to be unsheathed at any time.

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