This time, only the wind, frost, rain and dew were accompanied by the wind, frost and rain, the four attendants, and the Holy Lord left all the people who had anything to do with Changyang Mountain on the mountain. In Mu Jincheng's view, the Holy Lord locked all their people in hell.

  Even her mournful pleas failed to release a single one. Even the unborn little nephew did not let go.

  Why, exactly, would you want to do this? Why can't we leave a glimmer of hope for Changyang Mountain? As she was leaving, she cursed the Holy Lord with such a tingling heart. Why do those who are sacrificed for no reason, those who know that there is no possibility of survival for no reason, all sacrifice in vain, why do they have to die again and again at the decision of the Holy Lord? This is all incomprehensible to Mu Jincheng.

  Maybe for the sake of the Protoss, they are willing to do this, for the sake of the Protoss, they must be so. But don't you even have the right to know the truth?

  This time back to Shenmu, Mu Jincheng no longer urged. All the way to the time of the first snow.

  On the day I entered the Dingguo Marquis's Mansion, heavy snow began to fall outside. Qi Feng was still beside him and said happily. "Good thing we came back early. Thankfully, we didn't make it to this heavy snowfall. Otherwise, you're going to suffer from this freeze. ”

  The snow was blowing heavily, and it continued to fall for three days and three nights. The whole courtyard and the whole street. It's not piled up high, but fortunately, there are still people cleaning in the courtyard. There was also a clean place to stay, but outside the street, it was already up to the knees.

  I have never seen such a heavy snowfall in a year. The so-called abnormality must have demons. What Mu Jincheng knew, maybe God was reminding them. The end of the Protoss has come, and all their expectations will be buried and frozen under this heavy snow. The days go by faster and faster. The death that Mu Jincheng saw was getting closer and closer. But the weather is getting colder and colder. In this deep cold winter. Lian stretched out his hand. I feel that I can't freeze, let alone do bad things, I'm afraid that even my thinking will be frozen.

  Mu Jincheng refused to go out in this house every day. Fortunately, the current painting is not the same as the first life, and the earth dragon has been paved here. Even if the wind is cold outside and the snow is heavy, it is still warm and warm.

  And the entire Dingguo Marquis Mansion is only here. So this Dingguo Marquis has an excuse to stay here every day. In the same room as Mu Mu Jincheng.

  And Mu Jincheng is also embarrassed to drive people out. As for Dr. Yu, maybe it's the habit of sleeping outside for many years. But I rarely come to him to warm up. Wind and frost and rain rarely bother.

  Therefore, these two people are left in this bedroom every day, but fortunately, Su Moyi in this world is no longer such a dull person. Dragging Mu Jincheng to play chess, draw, and annotate those classic ancient books, he is very busy every day.

  Occasionally, he even built a snowman at the door despite the cold. Asked Mu Jincheng to look out through the gap in the window. It is rare for the Marquis of Dingguo in this world to be so attentive, and I don't know if it is because the winter is too dull, so he holds back a little interest. Or is it because there should always be some changes in the temperament of the ten generations of reincarnation, just like Mu Jinchengyi.

  In the first life, he was so innocent and romantic, so innocent. But in this world, he is always full of worries and never trusts. What everyone does is in her eyes. There is always a different taste, there is always some purpose, and I no longer believe that people will be like that for no reason. Maybe he just didn't trust the person in front of him.

  It has long been said that in the early days, Mu Jincheng's chess skills have been greatly improved under Su Moyi's training, and he can even be the king and hegemon on Changyang Mountain. And now that it is the Dingguo Marquis Mansion in the middle of winter, Su Mo is pulling her to play chess every day, but she really doesn't give face.

  He was slaughtered every day and never won. Mu Jincheng is not annoyed, she has never been a villain who regrets chess. A move in chess can only show that his mind is deeper, and he will think more than others, or he knows Mu Jincheng very well, but so what? It is said that chess is like life. If you lose, you lose.

  Mu Jincheng has already lost the ninth generation, and he cares about these children? The orange willows, peaches and pears outside the yard have lost their leaves due to the cold winter. The fruit that had been hung up had been plucked and stored. Every day, by the temperament of Mu Jincheng, I eat two casually, and occasionally I can't finish eating, and I have to reward my subordinates.

  It's just a few trees, so within a few days, those fruits were eaten, and at this time, Su Moyi was still joking beside him, "I'm afraid that in the future, I will reopen an acre of garden for the mother of the Marquis of Dingguo." Specially plant some more fruit trees. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not even have enough to eat."

  At this time, he saw Mu Jincheng laughing back. "Master Su, this is wrong. Hongu is the least greedy person. Yes, yes, no. These vegetables and fruits should always obey the destiny of heaven. In the summer, it should not be there when it should not be, otherwise the abrupt existence will not be as sweet and juicy as in the autumn"

  What the princess said made Ben Hou feel resentful. I don't know what went wrong."

  "It's not unsatisfactory, it's always been satisfactory."

  Mu Jincheng picked up the only orange left in front of him. Put it in your hand and pour it upside down. The thing she hates to do on weekdays is peeling this orange. The wind, frost, rain and dew in front of me were gone, maybe it was because I was going to prepare lunch at noon, and there were only two of them left in the house.

  And at this time, Su Moyu took the orange in Mu Jincheng's hand with a very good eye, and said to Mu Jincheng, "Just eat this one orange, it's time for lunch in a while, so you don't have to eat anymore,"

  Even if he said this, he carefully peeled Sumiko and returned it to Mu Jincheng's hands.

  Looking at the last orange left in his hand and the empty plate in front of him, Mu Jincheng couldn't help but smile and said to Su Moyi. "I'm afraid I won't have a chance to eat it in the future. It is better to satisfy your appetite more while you are alive."

  Yes, there is no chance, according to the experience of the past life, before the autumn of next year, Changyang Mountain will no longer exist, and this orange is afraid that it is the last orange in season that Mu Jincheng has eaten in this life.

  Time is reversed, and every minute and every second is rushing to the end. I said that the end is like you, even if you only stand in place, he will get closer and closer to you.

  Originally, I just said this with emotion. But he didn't expect Su Moyi to suddenly raise his head and say to Mu Jincheng. "In recent days, it has been extremely cold in the collapse of Hou Jue in Japan. Today he will no longer go to sleep. Ben Hou is going to bed. ”

  You must know that in these cold days, even Su Moyi has been staying in Mu Jincheng's bedroom. But when I go to bed at night, I still sleep on the collapse outside. To call Mu Jincheng a lot of peace of mind.