After a few people left, Huang Si discussed with Huang Shui and Zhongyin about the development of the Three Realms, as well as the production of artifacts.

Mo Xia just listened quietly.

After talking to Huang Si clearly, the original anxiety of the final sound has indeed been greatly relieved.

So, at noon, the final sound took his leave and prepared to go back to the demon world.

Huang Si and Huang Shui sent her out.

Before leaving, Finale smiled at the water and said:

"By the way, Huang Shui, you seem to have pretended to forget something very important!"

Huang Shui pretended to be stupid: "Huh? I don't remember anything. ”

"Now that we've met Father, shouldn't you call me Master? As we agreed before? ”

Huang Si: "There is still such an agreement? ”

"Well, Father, don't be angry, we made a bet before......"

After listening to the explanation, Huang Si also sneered at Huang Shui: "You have the courage to be fat, and you dare to bet on me." Come, willing to gamble and lose, millet water! ”

Huang Shui said aggrievedly to the final sound: "Lord, master. ”

Huang Si: "Wait a minute, you call me like this and repeat the name of my family, you should say to the final tone: Are you my master?" ”

Huang Shui cried without tears, so he had to say honestly: "You, are you my Master?" ”

Finale's smile was full of malice: "It's me." ”

Huang Si fanned the flames on the side: "Come, call the dog to repair Jinsama again." ”

Mi Shui said with tears in his eyes: "The dog repairs the golden Sama." ”

Finally satisfied, he waved goodbye to them and went back to the Demon Realm.

Only millet water sighed, and he betrayed himself for a hundred years.

In the afternoon.

The sky in the city was always dark, and by one o'clock in the afternoon, tiny snowflakes began to drift in the sky.

It was only a little bit at first, and slowly it got a little bigger.

There was very little snow in early winter, and it fell for a while, but only a thin layer was spread on the ground.

Out of nowhere, he got a shovel and wanted to build a snowman.

The snow on the ground was not thick, and she shoveled for a long time, and all she shoveled out was dirty snow.

With a shovel in his hand, he shouted into the house, "Father! Hurry up and make artificial snow, I'm going to build a snowman! ”

Huang Si said angrily: "You are really a god when I am?" Say it's snowing, it's snowing? ”

"Anyway, dad can do anything, it's going to snow heavily, okay!"

In fact, if it was usual, even if it was summer, Huang Si could make June snow with a single thought, but his soul couldn't leave his body now.

Forget it, let Xiao Ke do it.

Anyway, there are indeed some weather control methods in the land boundary, just let the planes fly over.

Xiaoke responded quickly and dispatched equipment related to artificial snowfall.

Then, as the hours passed, the snow began to fall heavier and heavier.

From the scattered snow foam at the beginning, to the whole big snowflakes, snow flakes, and snow particles.

After a while, the wind swept through the entire Lihe City.

Huang Si has been looking at the display on the smart watch, and after a while, he said: "It's okay, there is no need to deliberately snowfall manually." I got the plane back. ”

Huang Shui was already playing with the snow outside, and said with a smile: "There is a lot of snow, so I really don't need it!" ”

Huang Si pushed open the door and looked at the courtyard, as well as the gravel river city beyond the courtyard.

It's beautiful.

The city was covered in silver, and it was completely different from yesterday. On the top of the house, on the low bungalows, on the big trees, on the grass, on the streets, are covered with a layer of white quilts, reflecting a bright color between heaven and earth, jade trees and branches, crystal white, looking at it like a fairyland.

Huang Shui was busy in the yard with a shovel.

After a while, Lu Cuo came back with three students, it was snowing heavily, although they all had some skill to protect it, but after all, it was still very cold, and the snow went straight into their necks along the wind, and they needed to come back and change into warmer clothes.

Huang Siyi spread his hands: "I didn't prepare winter clothes." Go out into the streets and buy it. ”

As he spoke, he took the gold bar and gave it to Guan Meng.

Guan Meng picked up the gold bars, thinking that although this person hated his mouth and smelled bad, he was generous in terms of money.

The millet had been busy in the yard for a long time, and now he put down his shovel and beckoned to them:

"Come and see, the snowman I built!"

Lin Zhuo and Sang Xiu had already run over to look curiously, and Guan Meng couldn't help but look over there curiously.

I saw an old snowman piled up in the yard, with a round head, a bloated body, a nose made of carrots, a mouth made of peppers, eyebrows made of branches, and a big brown hat on his head.

If you look closely, this brown hat is actually a pot lid.

"You took the lid off the ink, how does he cook?" Huang Si asked.

"Daddy will make another one for him!"

"Think beautifully. Now, you go out with Guan Meng and buy a new pot lid and come back. This one is already dirty. ”

The two children were bouncing around the snowman, they had never seen such a big snowman, and they thought it was very novel.

After the snow stopped, Guan Meng took Lin Zhuo Sang Xiu Huang Shui out of the house.

Lu Co stayed at home.

Guan Meng looked at the three people who were making a little noise on the side, and suddenly realized that he hadn't become an old mother with children?

No!

Guan Meng refuses!

She was only eighteen years old.

She has suffered so much, suffered so many sins, and became the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, but not to come here to be an old mother!

Guan Meng is so desperate.

But before she could turn her despair into the courage to jump off the bridge, she was pulled away by three children, two real children and a guy who was not too young and disrespectful.

Guan Meng's heart shouted: This is not right, who will save me?

Who will save the Demon Salvation Sect?

Who will save this hopeless world?

……

"Damn! This thief! ”

Song Hong hit the tree in a circle, the trunk shattered, and the wood chips splashed everywhere, but he had a deep sense of powerlessness.

On the other side, it seemed to be playing with him, first leaving a message asking him to go to the Cool Breeze Pavilion, and when he arrived at the Cool Breeze Pavilion, he saw a new message. Several locations had been circling in circles, seemingly deliberately draining his stamina.

Even the Sword Master, who had already become famous, was a little overwhelmed by the fact that he had tracked down the whole night.

However, since the other side intends to lead him over, it is impossible to keep going around in circles like this, and sooner or later he will have to show himself up.

Now he was on the outskirts of Gravel City.

If he expected to be right, he had gradually approached the place where the captives of Xiaoqiu wanted him to go.

Because from afar, there are people snooping all the time.

He is a master of the innate pinnacle, and his senses are extremely keen, especially when it comes to qi and sight.

But those people were also very cautious, and as soon as he got close, they immediately scattered and disappeared.

It's too far away to catch up.

Song Hong roughly estimated the direction of those people's retreat, and it was indeed near the location of the hint.

Looks like it's almost there.

In the sky, snowflakes slowly drifted.

Song Hong looked at the sky, it was heavy and windy, but it was not big.

It's not yet December, and even if there is snow, it won't be too much.

He kept going.

But contrary to his expectations, the snow slowly became heavier.

The wind blew and scattered the snowflakes in all directions, and soon the surrounding area was white, and even the road was almost indistinct.

It's getting colder.

Song Hong's heart was worried.

Xiaoqiu's clothes are not too thick, is she okay, but has she been tortured by gangsters?

He stepped up, ignoring the internal exertion of his internal strength, and hurried towards the next location.

After walking for a long time, a stone fortress covered with snow appeared in front of him.

It was a large stone fort, but it was hidden by terrain and trees, and if someone hadn't deliberately left a book to guide the way, he probably wouldn't have found this place.

On the top of the stone castle wall, a figure swayed.

Looks like this is the main one.

Song Hong jumped up and stepped directly on the wall and turned into the stone castle.

The men in the stone fort seemed to have been prepared, with blade-wielding men fighting and retreating, and crossbowmen striking at the nearby towers, as if preparing to besiege him.

Song Hong let out a long roar, and a sword move that fell from the long river unfolded, only to see that no one dared to take this move, and the team that was still neat and orderly before was suddenly killed.

"Tell the master here to come out, you don't think that you can trap a sword master here, right?"

"Hehe, naturally I don't think so, it's just that you probably won't forget, why did you come here?"

A voice sounded in the stone castle, and suddenly it moved in front and then to the back, so that it was impossible to tell where the speaker was.