In the winter season, the Baicaotang to and from the immortal house is much deserted, it is quite cold in winter, many animals and birds who are not good at cultivation accumulate habits and are difficult to change, tired and lazy to go out, and they have hidden in their respective caves to take a nap; After the flowering period, the cherished alder flowers and trees do not want to be exposed in the cold, what to do

The wind bones of the proud snow, the act of collecting branches and leaves to compete for beauty after winter; The three-legged golden crow hanging on the cloudy sky splashing the sun suffered from the cold, languished, and refused to stay for a moment every day. It is especially bleak.

In such a dilapidated situation, Bai Gongzi didn't care much, swaying and hanging his sword, and went to lead the lotus seed to prove some swordsmanship.

After searching for evidence, I finally didn't solve the doubts in my heart. Sigh and don't care about the depression in your belly. On the contrary, he was busy and leisurely, looking for and enjoying the snow scene. took a pot of Yangchun in his arms, drank more than half of it, the spicy wine was so hot that his throat was over, and his limbs were clanging.

The heart said that he had sacrificed his life to practice swords recently, and he had barely achieved something, which was not useless.

Just to see the beautiful fairy on the previous side again, the whole body is gone. Thinking of the scene of the encounter that day, the smiling Bai Gongzi was in a trance and a little drunk.

Lifting half a pot of wine, the son was very drunk, lightly pulling the sword flower, chopping the snow in the wind, and drinking the contents of the pot.

The sword road traveled to a difficult and ununderstood place, and suddenly heard a jade bead falling in the distance. I felt it in my heart, and the sword in my hand turned the antelope to hang its horns, and the majestic sword aura soared into the sky.

All the sons to the top of the style, leisurely travel.

If the sword qi is like a spirit, it will turn a thousand times and go up to the sky leisurely. I want to take the cold toad month.

Xixi, who happened to come to drink a sentence of Deng's disciple, couldn't help but be surprised, this swordsmanship qualification was far beyond her measure in her heart.

Su Chen also showed a slight discoloration, but it was fleeting, and his expression returned to ease for a moment.

The son of the Bai family, who was seven or eight points drunk, saw Su Chen beside the fairy in the pink skirt, his expression became gloomy, and it was not easy to attack, so he relied on the lack of reason left, and asked disrespectfully

"This immortal has a good skin, compared to the top brand of the mortal Qinglou, it is really the envy of the little fairy, and he dares to ask Brother Beauty, the name of Gao?"

Su Chen frowned, seeing that the day was far from the depth of mana, it was expected to be a low-level scattered immortal whose immortal number had not been sealed, but he had not lost his courtesy, and he replied without any fireworks: "My name is Su Chen, the immortal name is Longquan, dare to ask this little brother how is the immortal number?" “

But he didn't want the little boy to say nonsense: "The little fairy leaves in the daytime, and the immortal name is Wu Deng Daya, and he calls himself a free trip." Brother Su is a good name, and it matches this eyebrow and face very well, ashamed and ashamed."

Brother Su Brother Su, the charm is only for outsiders to think about themselves.

As soon as the two saw each other, they fought openly and secretly, and they didn't deal with each other, and when they saw that the situation was not good, Xixi was busy pulling the sleeves of the senior brother's robe, and whispered a few words. The senior brother nodded, and took his leave.

Before leaving, Su Chen took a deep look at Bai Tianli and drove away.

"I met before, the fairy went in a hurry, the little fairy didn't know the name of the fairy, and now I have mastered all the books of these sons, and it happened that I met here, so I dared to ask a name."

Put away the flask, return the sword to the sheath, step on the light snow on the boot during the day, and ask eloquently.

"Seeing that your sword posture is also practiced diligently, let's just tell you your name. I'm called Xixi, what about you? “

"The sun sinks and the moon rises, and the clear stream flows long, very good."

"My name is daylight."

"Xixi, come with me."

"What's the matter? Feed! What a system Mora pulls into! White fat man, you are presumptuous! “

Jiao drunk startled a group of listless blue birds. The young man clenched the girl's jade hand, stepped on the smoke cloud, stumbled and stumbled in the air.

After a while, the day left and pressed the cloud head, descending on the top of Luoshen Mountain (which needs to be explained earlier) regardless of the girl's exclamation, he reached out and rubbed the girl's soft yellow sideburns.

Xixi, who was just about to attack, raised his head, and the depths of his eyes reflected a superb beauty.

The sky is cold and the moon is cold, and the palace is majestic, white as snow. Qingyue seems to be deliberate, and the moon is hazy and sprinkled with plain makeup and silver glow, as if the cold smoke is gathering people's eyebrows. The white nephrite, like a mother's soft caress on the face, flows slowly from between the eyebrows, from top to bottom, like a mountain stream flowing continuously

The snow is like a flower, like a stretching catkins, and like a broken jade blossom slowly swaying down; The wind rolls long, wrapping his fingers to gently lift up the broken jade, and in a trance, it is sent back to the vast and high sky that is dyed with ink, and the bleak moon dew is intertwined like a dream and seems to be hazy and quiet,

Light singing and dancing, if you raise your hand, you can suddenly ascend to the sky. Qimu changed his decoration, the plain silk Luo was full of head, hanging upside down on the ice cubes, and the ball jade sprinkled crystal tears, but it was like a beauty hanging the curtain, falling down in a daze, arousing a little frost flower.

I only heard the child's muttering.

"I only hope that my lover will return, and I am willing to spend my life freely."