Half a year later. Chinese New Year's Eve. Beacon Hill.

Junluo placed Wuyong, Sanbai and Wufeng on Beacon Mountain, and Shangguan Mingfu was there, she casually lied and perfunctory. In the past six months, the scandals that Junluo has collected for many years have come in handy, and she is thoughtful, listening to her probably talk about the intricate relationship between the land immortals, she has a set of plans in her heart, and there is no need for Junluo to say anything more. The Gate of Life and Death participated in strengthening the seal of the Lock Demon Tower twice, and the three hundred and Wufeng who absorbed the golden lotus petals broke through the Earth Immortals, and their performance was quite eye-catching, and they gradually became famous in the Immortal Gate, although they had a mixed reputation, but they were all caught in braids, especially led by the Migu Xia clan.

"Three hundred no wind is back, three hundred no wind is back. Wuyong was sitting in the corridor watching the snow, and an eagle flew back from outside and landed steadily on the pole on the corridor, screaming like a shopkeeper pinching his throat. Wuyong raised his eyelids and glanced at it, and the eagle shook off a few feathers, and flew away to other places, and just called out 'Three hundred no wind', and was covered by a spider web head-on-"Call the old lady to castrate you again." The red light flashed, and the palm-sized black spider turned into a beautiful woman, dressed in a water-red tulle skirt, sitting on the eaves charmingly, and with a gesture of her hand, she put on a rabbit fur cloak for herself out of thin air.

"Phew, stinky old widow, old widow, old widow—ah!" The throat was choked by Qing Chi, and the eagle flapped its wings vigorously, but to no avail, so he had to beg for mercy: "Sister Qing Chi, the little one knows that he is wrong, you have a lot of adults, just spare me, the old widow This is all said by Lei Xian, it's none of my business." The eagle no longer pinched his throat and pretended to be a parrot, and his voice was a little good, like a rich boy who lingered in the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou. Qing Chi sneered, and didn't eat him: "You don't like to pretend to be a parrot, I'll help you pluck all the fur today, and put a parrot skin on you, it just so happens that I see that your hair is good, and it's just ......right to use it as a collar."

As soon as Sanbai and Wufeng entered the door, there was an eagle drizzle in front of him, and the woman in white looked up while walking in, only to see Qingchi's eight spider legs forcing the eagle pheasant to stick to the tiles and not dare to move, and saw Sanbai hurriedly screaming: "Sister Sanbai, save me, this old witch wants to pluck my hair!"

"Phew. Three hundred snorted lightly and pursed his lips: "An eagle who is more than a thousand years old, are you embarrassed to call me sister? The eagle pheasant likes to be idle every day, Qingchi will definitely not really pluck his hair, Sanbai didn't pay attention to it, and took the snacks she bought to Wufeng to the kitchen, she squatted down next to Wuyong, and looked at her brother with her cheeks: "Brother, what do you want?" I saw you sitting here before I went out, and when I came back, you were still here, and it looked like you were in a fugue. ”

Wuyong's eyes moved, lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "I didn't think about anything, just look forward." Is the market still fun?"

"Of course it's fun. Firecrackers, candy sellers, lantern sellers, and art sellers, the whole street is full of people, and you can't see the end at a glance. Brother, you too, you don't go out for a walk when you come here, you just stay in the house every day, and you're about to get moldy, right?" The girl in white lowered her head and took out a few colored ropes from her sleeves, and didn't see the self-deprecation in her brother's eyes, and said with a smile: "I see that there are colorful ropes selling on the street, and the vendor said that they are used to wear money, and they are placed at the foot of the bed, which is called New Year's money, and I look at it for fun, so I bought some and made one for each of you." ”

The man looked at the smile on his sister's face, touched her head gently, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "Hmm." Remember to make one up for your sister Junluo. ”

She should hope and cherish these small pieces of warmth.

The indifferent expression of the man in the secret passage flashed in front of his eyes again, and Wuyong closed his eyes as if he was stung by the snow. As soon as Sanbai was about to speak, he heard a reprimand from the door: "Eagle, pheasant, what about the rabbits raised in this seat!" The woman in red standing at the door was wearing a black ermine fur, her eyebrows were picturesque, and she was bright and proud, and now her bewildering black eyes were staring at Qingchi and the eagle pheasant on the room, and her finger bones clicked.

The eagle pheasant looked aggrieved: "Master, it was they who ran to me first to tempt my ......"

Jun Luo narrowed his eyes and smiled.

The eagle pheasant is as good as a stream: "I only ate meat, and the skin is peeled slowly." ”

Dare to be affectionate or have a clear division of labor. Jun Luo couldn't help but laugh angrily, and waved his hand: "It's just that, it's not appropriate to be angry on Chinese New Year's Eve, it's all evening, why haven't you seen Lei Xian and July?"

"Raysen and July are in the kitchen. Wufeng walked out of the backyard and smiled at Junluo: "We are all waiting for the master, you are the one who is late." ”

The woman in red smiled slightly bitterly and shook her head: "In this way, I will punish myself three cups in a while?" Alas, I lost a loss, and this rule was supposed to pit you, but I cheated myself." Let's go, let's go inside. As he spoke, he walked into the room, and there was a momentary eye contact between Wuyong and hers, who smiled as if cautiously tempted, and his heart was inexplicably sour, and he looked away, leaving her with only a back.

Since Wu Yong woke up, he was much colder to everyone, if he said that he was polite and alienated before, now he is indifferent from thousands of miles away, and he doesn't say a word, only three hundred can say a word to him, and he treats Junluo like a stranger, and occasionally nods in response to the woman's concern. Three hundred originally thought that the brother was only like this because the blow was too big, but until now Wuyong still treats Junluo indifferently, she doesn't know the middle reason, and when she asks Junluo, she just smiles bitterly and shakes her head, Wufeng tells her not to worry too much, after all, the relationship is a matter of both parties, and the bystanders are clear, if they start to stir up, it will make the authorities even more confused. But three hundred looked at Jun Luo's faint smile every time, and he was really a little distressed.

"Shushan sent someone to send an invitation, and the Xianmen meeting on February 2 invited the life and death platform to go. Wuyong pushed an invitation to Jun Luo and said lightly. The smile on the latter's face froze for a moment, then smiled again, took it and flipped it over, and threw it back on the table: "Shushan has always been a decent style, and the head of the sect, Shen Yan, is the first person in the Xianmen, and he is only one heavenly thunderbolt away from the Heavenly Immortals." He personally wrote this invitation, apparently recognizing the platform of life and death. Thanks to Wufeng and Three Hundred, such a good image was erected in front of the Immortal Gate. ”

Sanbai shook his head: "If it weren't for the big plan, I would never have saved the people of the Xia family." Xia Pingya knows that my identity is still so clear that he is against the platform of life and death, so he is not afraid that I will shake out these things?"

"Although many people in the Immortal Sect do not like Xia Pingya, there are not a few of his allies. He is afraid of being burned, so naturally he will not take the initiative to disclose that you are from Penglai, so let's not move, just let him be afraid. Moreover, those people were masked and black-clothed that day, and there was no evidence, so it was difficult to draw conclusions. We have to bring him down, and we can't get to grip Penglai. The corners of Junluo's lips hooked up a smile, she glanced at Wuyong, and it happened that the person also looked over, looked at each other, and the two knew it in their hearts.

But obviously there is still something I don't understand-"What kind of dumb riddle are you playing?" Wuyong didn't answer her, she looked at Jun Luo, Jun Luo just smiled and didn't say anything, and then looked at Wufeng, Wufeng and her looked at each other, and couldn't help but sigh angrily: "That's it, you two plan slowly, and my senior brother and I will wait for the arrangement." ”

"When it's time to tell you, I'll tell you, don't worry. Jun Luo smiled dotingly and rubbed the head of the three hundred. After a while, Qing Chi and Eagle Pheasant entered the room with two plates of vegetables and sat down; after a while, I saw Lei Xian staggering over with a three-layer steaming drawer, and Wufeng took the steaming drawer and put it on the table, and the dwarf jumped on the chair and blew: "Oh, it burns me." ”

"Waste stuff. Qing Chi rolled his eyes, stretched out his chopsticks and was about to pick up the vegetables, but was beaten by Jun Luo: "People haven't come yet, but the cabbage dumplings are served in July." Hearing the cabbage dumplings, Qingchi's eyes let out a fine light, and he hurriedly put away the chopsticks and looked at the door expectantly.

These demons of them, originally nothing more than the Chinese New Year's Eve Lantern Festival, were brought out by Junluo, and now they live one by one like people, and the Spring Festival window flowers are indispensable throughout the year, and every time they rush to set off firecrackers, thousands of years old demons are as naughty as children in the world. Originally, there were eight big demons sealed in this mountain, and when Junluo came, only the four of them were left, except for Qingchi and Eagle Pheasant, Lei Xian and Qiyue didn't care about the contract, and Junluo rarely put pressure on them with the contract, except that they couldn't go out of the mountain without her permission, and the others were much more comfortable than being trapped in the array.

At the door, a woman in pink clothes came over with two large bowls of dumplings, she put the dumplings on the table, and smiled apologetically: "I've been waiting for a long time." "July is different from the other three, she is an umbrella demon, because the first thing she heard is 'July' and she calls herself July; she is different from Qing Chi, her face is ordinary, just like the sister next door, and like the wind and lotus in the south of the Yangtze River, looking cowardly and cowardly, ordinary people will be hooked by her at a glance, and then suck away the essence, Rao is eagle pheasant sometimes will also follow her charm of the way.

Four people and four demons, around a table of dishes, watching the snow fall outside, listening to the crackling of the charcoal fire on the stove, talking and laughing and eating this reunion dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve. Junluo punished himself with three cups according to the contract, Qing Chi scolded Lei Xian as always, Eagle Pheasant took advantage of people's inattention to clip two pieces of pastry, and wanted to clip the third piece but was stopped by Wuyong, three hundred smiled and shook his chopsticks, and succeeded in succeeding;

At this moment, everything in the past fades, and everyone seems to be enjoying a rare leisure, focusing on food and wine, regardless of yesterday, regardless of next year.

Under the table, three hundred hands held Jun Luo's hand in one hand, and held Wuyong's hand in the other, closing the two hands together.

The man's hand was still cold, Jun Luo didn't know how to do it for a while, he was afraid that he would take it back, and if he didn't hold it, he was afraid that he would be embarrassed, and when he hesitated, Wu Yong gently held her hand;

The night sky was lit up by fireworks, and Jun Luo slapped his forehead, laughing that he forgot to take out the fireworks, so he called the eagle pheasant as a coolie to get it. She didn't look back, talking and laughing with the eagle pheasant, under the fireworks, it seemed to overlap with the flowers of that year, vivid and dazzling, and dimmed everything.