I thought that the two of them were just playing like children, but I didn't expect that the two of them were just engrossed in practicing arrows here, and there was no extra communication.

The boy hit the bullseye accurately again and again, although Dongfang Bi's archery skills are also not bad, but they are still deficient compared to him. The boy will make movements every time for Dongfang Bi to see and learn, and Dongfang Bi is also serious and careful to learn from the same, very rigorous.

Dongfang Shiming touched his chin and watched them go to the grass target together to pick up arrows, and then returned to their original position to continue practicing. The sound of the hunting wind swept by, and the two arrows that flew through were like wolf teeth that broke through the air.

The teenager ...... Is it called Murong Feiyu? Oriental poetry thinks about itself.

The two didn't notice Dongfang Shiming's peeping at all, and they were still concentrating on aiming at the grass target. Dongfang Shiming watched quietly for a moment, and finally smiled lightly and turned to leave.

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With a firecracker, the stars in the sky burst out with ten thousand points of golden light under the thick clouds.

Then there was a "boom" of gold dust, but soon another long tail flew into the sky. At the same time as the fireworks soared into the air, the heavy twilight completely obscured the vault of the Three Realms Heavens.

"Chinese New Year's Eve Night...... Happy Chinese New Year. ”

The shadow of the huge Qiong Heavenly Hall shone under the fireworks, and Jue Tongjun and the others carried thick robes, squinting their eyes, and enjoying the annual reincarnation ceremony.

In the distance are boundless mountains, and on the other side of the mountain are the three sects such as Qingya Academy. Being able to see the same light over there should be a celebration together.

Jue Tongjun's eyes snaked away, following the direction of the mountain, quietly staring at the land he was guarding.

Another year. The past year really can't be considered ordinary, I just hope that in the future, there will be more precious "ordinary".

After all...... He took a deep breath of sobering cold air, and slowly spit out from his mouth, on this land, life is worthy of his love, hopeful people.

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"Cheers!"

In the lively room, the scorching fire roasted everyone's high-pitched faces. Fu Yunge raised his wine glass, because he was not good at drinking, and his face had already turned red after drinking a little.

The house was full of liveliness, in addition to the family, there were also Fu Yunge's grandfather and others, even in the main hall, it was a little crowded. However, the family is happy, and it is the most commendable, crowded and trivial things, not to mention.

"This year has been full of disasters and difficulties, and I hope that the coming year will be safe and secure." The mother said with some reverence on her face. Before the confrontation against the Nine Devils, the people of the three sects were busy all over the Nether Heavens, and they also preached among the people in their spare time. The mother seems to have been influenced by the people of Buddhism, and there is always a little bit of devotion and obedience when praying.

Fu Yunge is naturally not surprised, the mother's personality is very suitable for Buddhism. The master of the Hanging Lantern Warrior Monk is also his comrade-in-arms, and the teachings of the Hanging Lantern Temple are pure and innocent, of course he can rest assured.

"I hope my father's business can get better and better, and my brother is safe outside!" Yu Rou followed closely with her mother's wish.

Dad and Fu Yunge both laughed. Hearing Yu Rou say this, both father and son were warm in their hearts.

"Make a wish early, let's go push the cards." Dad said with a smile next to his son. Fu Yunge was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Then let me tell you." Dad stood up, "The past year has not been peaceful. However, as the old saying goes, if you don't die in a big disaster, you will be blessed, and our family will be safe and sound, and we can know that the coming year will be auspicious. The business of the tea house must be rising step by step, and next year everyone will be free of disasters and diseases, and everything will go well. ”

The people around applauded my father, the head of the family. He sat down slowly with a ruddy face, and turned his head to look at Fu Yunge kindly.

Fu Yunge naturally understood. Glancing at the people around him, they were all enjoying a moment of joy at the moment. The fire is red, and the orange-red fire is beating with a cheerful temperature.

Will this be a good year? He's probably not sure. According to the prophecy of 800 years, it is only a dark tide coming.

However, the more under such a dome, the more precious it is now, the small warmth of a corner of the land.

He believes that this year, next year, and the year after next. As a family, there will be more opportunities to get together as they do today and enjoy the joy of this time of year in celebration.

— like a bonfire.

"I wish the ...... in the coming year," he slowly raised his glass, and his tone was peaceful, "The Haiyan River is clear, and the world is peaceful." ”

The voice was then drowned out by the light flying from outside the house. There were several successive "bangs", and the glow of the fireworks sprinkled on the window paper, penetrating everyone's pupils.

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Clusters of boiling fireworks flew into the cold sky, and the night shone like stars.

On the roof of the tile house of Chaoyun Street, a lonely person leaned on the tiles, exhaled hot air in his mouth, held a bottle of spirits in his hand, and looked at the lively street lights not far away.

The eyes are full of colorful light and fire, and the pitch-black patio behind the drunken dust country seems to be dyed with a little color.

He will continue to watch over this land in the future. Not for any purpose, just to be able to drink cold wine and watch fireworks from afar every year like today.

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"Please."

On the pavilion of Jiangliang City, two figures sat opposite each other, each pouring a little sake, looking at the burning light of the city.

"I didn't think there would be such a thing, I'll leave early tomorrow morning." Sitting opposite was indeed a poinsettia plum, and the person sitting opposite it was Su Jiuqin, who had arrived earlier.

"I'm afraid your apprentice's situation is not easy." Su Jiuqin drank all the wine on the plate, and looked into the distance with empty eyes, "But after a short time, this young man's tenacity will definitely help him get through the difficulties." ”

“…… Thank you for your hard work this time. Poinsettia plums bowed to him.

"Whew...... Need not. Su Jiuqin shook his head, "Since we are both contributing to the world, you and I don't have to be polite." I'm leaving tomorrow, and when I count the time, someone is coming to me. ”

Poinsettia poured him wine again, and the two briefly touched the plate and drank it up.

"If necessary......" He held out his hand, and Spotted-kun, who was waiting outside the building, flew in. Poinsettia Plum simply greeted Spotted Jun a few times, and then raised her hand to throw it away, "You can find me." ”

Su Jiuqin watched the bird fly away, closed her eyes slightly, and nodded.

“…… Good. Hopefully, though, there won't be a time when you need to work on it......"

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Outside the three religions, the mountains and towns are also blazing. The intertwined light was like a ribbon of the mountains, stretching back to the original location of the entire Nether Heaven.

"Come, come......" As time passed, everyone's activities reached their peak. Jue Tongjun and others held New Year's wine, clinked glasses with each other in the crowd, and drank without any worries.