On the winter solstice, the snowflakes are scattered.

Vermo was pale, wearing a patched cotton winter coat and an old blanket over his legs. He sat by the window, looking at the snow.

This winter coat has long been out of fit, and a small section of the neckline is exposed, and it can be seen that on the pale chest, there is a faint bulge, dark red lines, like tattoos, more like scars.

He looked at the fluttering snow, no matter how big a snowflake was, it melted in an instant when it fell into the muddy water. It's like his life, which comes lightly and goes lonely.

Not being able to cultivate is destined to be a tragedy in the Galaxy Continent.

On the stove not far away, there was a pot sitting, the lid of the pot jumped suddenly, accompanied by white smoke, and a smell of meat rushed into the nostrils.

The beautiful figure, bending down to check the food in the pot, long hair scattered over his shoulders.

Wei Mo couldn't help but reach out to brush her hair, and her face was flushed. It's cold outside, but it's warm inside the house.

"Brother Wei Mo, Brother Wei Mo!"

The courtyard door was pushed open recklessly, and a thin figure rushed into the door wrapped in wind and snow.

"It's Xiaobo, is there something wrong?" asked Wei Mo with a smile.

It was his cousin Wei Dingbo, who was also thirteen years old this year, but he looked like he was only ten years old.

"Brother Wei Mo, today is your fourteenth birthday, I'm here to ask you to celebrate your birthday together!" Wei Dingbo took his hand and ran out.

The blanket fell to the ground.

Wei Mo couldn't refuse him, because he was the only child of the Wei family who was willing to talk to him.

"Young master, young master, remember to come back and drink pork rib soup. The girl didn't have time to stop them, so she could only shout at their backs against the door frame, and there was a faint feeling of uneasiness in her heart.

"Got it!" replied to Vermo.

Wei Dingbo kept pulling Wei Mo, ran out of the house, ran out of Qinghua City, and came to the back mountain.

At first, Wei Mo had no doubts, in previous years, others couldn't remember his birthday, Wei Dingbo would definitely remember it, and found all kinds of gadgets to make gifts for him, and this year was no exception.

However, this year's gift is a bit strange, isn't it? How can it be in the back mountain? At this time, it is almost dusk, the winter days are short, and after dark, the temperature outside Qinghua City is very terrifying. What's more, any one of them is thin, weak and sickly, and they can't stand the cold.

"Bo, what's the gift?" Wei Mo stopped and asked his cousin.

Wei Dingbo turned around and smiled at him mysteriously: "Brother Wei Mo, haven't you been able to condense your Xuan power? This treasure I found today can cure your illness and make you a real martial cultivator!"

Martial cultivator, heh~ That was Wei Mo's long-cut thought.

Probably in the whole family, only this cousin is the one who cares about him the most. Wei Mo smiled movingly: "Oh, that's right. ”

"yes, let's go, it's on the hillside. Wei Dingbo said excitedly, and took Wei Mo's hand and ran up the mountain.

The winter days of Qinghua Mountain are lonely, and the rocks and trees are covered with snow, and everywhere is white. Somehow, Wei Mo felt like there were eyes all around him, staring at them secretly.

Running and running, suddenly the feet of the two of them sank, and they fell down one after another.

Poof, poof!

Wei Mo landed first, and then made Wei Dingbo's meat pad, fortunately, this guy was thin and weak, and it didn't hurt much when he hit his body.

It was an abandoned trap, the ground was full of broken wooden thorns, dried animal droppings, and a faint stench wafted through the cold air.

"What's going on?" Wei Dingbo was frightened at first and cried twice.

"Don't cry, manly man! Besides, your tears are frozen when it's so cold, and you turn around and poke your eyes blind. Wei Mo fell so hard that he was smashed in the stomach by this kid, and his eyes were full of stars, and he sizzled and gasped.

Wei Dingbo was frightened and hurriedly wiped away his tears.

Wei Mo began to look at the trap, it was a very ordinary trap, about a foot deep, with smooth walls. The bottom of the pit is usually covered with upside-down spikes, but the pit has been used many times and the spikes have been broken. Otherwise, they fell down just now, and now they have already become a sieve, and they will die in Huangquan.

Now Vemo is starting to think about another question, what's going on?

There used to be many roaming wild demonic beasts outside Qinghua City, posing a threat to people. So for a while, hunting monsters was very popular, and the wild was full of such animal traps.

However, as far as Wei Mo knew, after the demonic beasts outside the city were almost cleared, such abandoned traps were disposed of, so as not to accidentally injure humans.

And how could this beast pit be so coincidental that it trapped the two of them?

It didn't take long for Vemo to know why.

"Hahaha! I said they were stupid, you still don't believe it!" There was an arrogant laugh outside, the voice was very rough, and there was no longer the immaturity of a teenager.

When Wei Mo heard this, he was angry, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Yes, it must be him, this lackey!

Wei Dingliang, a side branch of the Wei family.

Sure enough, a tall figure appeared at the edge of the pit, looking down contemptuously, and there were several people beside him, all of whom were all on the way.

"Ah, Brother Liang, it's great that you're here, come and save us!" Wei Dingbo didn't know why, but he also came to the rescue, and hurriedly beckoned to them for help. Wei Mo was calm, glanced up at them, and said nothing.

"Poof!" one of them spat into the pit, and Wei Mo hurriedly pulled Wei Dingbo by his hand, and the phlegm fell at their feet, and a small, black pit appeared on the snow.

"Want to come out, you call grandpa to listen!" Wei Dingliang laughed, his stupid body like a bear, and his fat flesh swayed with laughter. It made people's hearts burn, and they wanted to jump up and tear him.

But in any case, he was also a first-order dual-level martial cultivator, and Wei Mo couldn't even cultivate at all, which was a helpless reality.

"But you're a brother, not a grandfather!" Wei Dingbo looked at him, his eyes full of innocence that did not match his age.

Wei Mo felt uncomfortable for a while, his own cousin, whose IQ was only equivalent to that of a five-year-old child, was related to the serious illness in his childhood.

"Haha, little fool, it's okay if you call grandpa, I'll pull you up when you call me, and take you to find a magic medicine for your cousin to cultivate!" Wei Dingliang laughed and said to him.

Wei Mo instantly understood, it turned out that all this was just Wei Dingliang's trick, no wonder this abandoned beast pit could play a role again today.

He was about to stop Wei Dingbo, but it was too late.

"Really?" Wei Dingbo looked up at the other party, "Grandpa!" and then called out seriously.

"Hahahaha! Good behave, good grandson!" The group of people above burst into laughter, and Wei Dingliang laughed very seriously.

Swish!

A hemp rope hangs down and is very thin.

"You can only support one person, you can do it. Wei Dingliang said.

He didn't name him, but Wei Mo knew he was saying it to himself.