After the meeting, Fang Xiaolan walked out of Siliurt's office, and there were a few messages on her mobile phone, yes, not a data wristband, but a rarely used mobile phone.

While walking out, she turned on her mobile phone, looking at the message sent, Fang Xiaolan was rarely slightly surprised, she glanced at the date, and her always awake spirit was a little trance.

There are Yichen, Mo Kaize, Chen Yuetong and others, as well as compatriots in the department, and the last few are family members, all of whom are New Year's greetings, wishing her a happy New Year.

That's right, today is the Spring Festival, the Chinese New Year.

Fang Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, miraculously did not turn off her mobile phone, and looked at the black sky outside the window like a cannibal, it was obviously daytime, but it was very eerie because of the dark element.

Lowering her head again, her fingers moved quickly, replying to messages one by one, which was a move that would not have happened in the previous New Year.

There were only a few text messages from her family left, Fang Xiaolan didn't reply in a hurry, didn't leave the Pavilion of the Veil, found a secluded office, and dialed a video call with her family.

There are only a few calls a year, which are particularly grand on the day of the Spring Festival, and Fang Xiaolan sat on the sofa, rarely a little cramped and uneasy.

The video call was connected, and a familiar man and woman appeared on the mobile phone screen, and in addition to the surprise on the happy cheeks, there was no first time to hide the vicissitudes of life, this double ponytail woman who was very important in the rookie club in the majesty of the quality door, and had the urge to tears for a moment.

After the meeting, Sirirt left the office with Andre and the others, and when they passed by the office where Fang Xiaolan was staying, Michael, Gorman and the others glanced through the window, and they didn't bother.

Sirirt stayed, leaning against the wall next to the door, and the office was so well soundproofed that even if you put your ear to the door, you wouldn't hear a little of the conversation inside.

He, the head of the Mafia Pavilion, did not come to eavesdrop, but to help guard the door, waving his hand to the members of the Mafia Pavilion who passed by from time to time, and even asked several office staff to stay outside the door with him.

At this moment, no one will disturb Fang Xiaolan.

Sirirt leaned against the wall, and without smoking, he lit the cigar that his men had brought him, took a heavy puff, and looked out at the black sky, stunned.

No one knows what the mafia director is thinking.

At the same time, the Rookie Club, including the headquarters of Rookie Valley, all departments and branches, large and small, and compatriots from China who could not go home for the New Year had a tacit leisure time and talked on the phone with their families and lovers.

Warm and soft laughter filled the room, making the Rookie Club the most human day on this day.

Bolivia, Sucre.

Yichen, who finished talking to his family on the phone, walked out of the room, looking stunned, Adam, Pei Ying and others were sitting on the circular sofa, Chen Yuetong beckoned to him, and Mo Kaize, who had just finished talking to his family on the phone.

"What's going on?" Yichen, who walked over, looked at the piled up of wine on the table.

It was Adam who spoke: "Our Seven Lotus Pagoda has always been like an ornament, and we don't have time to sit down and chat seriously, isn't it a good opportunity now?" ”

Chen Yuetong added: "Don't worry, I won't talk about work today, just life." ”

Bei Ying took the lead in raising her wine glass and looked around at Mo Kaize, Chen Yuetong and Yichen: "Of the five of us, the three of you are all from China, and today is the Chinese New Year, I wish you a happy New Year." ”

Adam directly picked up the wine bottle: "This face can be given to me and Bei Ying, Happy New Year." ”

Chen Yuetong, Mo Kaize and Yichen, the three of them looked at each other, and they couldn't help laughing, there was no laughter, but the smile was free.

Chen Yuetong picked up the wine glass, Yichen and Adam were the same, directly picked up the wine bottle, and stuffed another wine bottle to Mo Kaize, this guy's alcohol consumption is still above him.

The hotel lounge that was chartered but only five people seemed empty, but fortunately, there was melodious light music and soft lighting, wine glasses and bottles gently collided, making a crisp and comfortable crisp sound, and the circular sofa where five people sat around, talking and laughing, and communicating with each other.

Outside the dark glass walls of the hotel, the wind is howling on the roof at night, and a shadow stands on the edge of the roof.

With long black hair like a waterfall dancing slightly, the woman quietly looked at the five people in the lounge, expressionless, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a long time, the woman looked up, and the starry sky under the bright moonlight had a unique quiet beauty.

"Happy New Year." With a soft voice, the woman's figure disappeared on the roof of the building.

In the lounge, Yichen, who was laughing with Adam and the others, suddenly paused after taking a sip of wine, and glanced at the roof of the opposite building through the dark glass.

Nothing but moonlight, darkness and silence.

"Is it a delusion?" With a mutter, Yichen turned his head and returned to the wine table again.

In the middle of the night, Pei Ying and Chen Yuetong had already returned to the room, and Mo Kaize and Adam, who were deeply drunk, were still competing.

Yichen, who had already been defeated to drink water, washed his face, wiped his face and put the towel on the sofa casually, he walked slowly to the glass, looking at the bright moon.

In the blink of an eye, it has been almost two years since he became the master of the Dao Sword, and he has experienced a lot of disasters and small disasters, and now he is completely different from the Yichen who had nothing to do, his face has become angular and his heart is more mature.

For the first time, he felt that people really had a change in a short period of time.

Looking at himself reflected on the glass, Yichen couldn't tell what it felt like, as people grew up, there were more troubles, and there were more things to consider.

Life shouldn't be able to see the end, you still have to fight, he smiled slightly, as if telling himself in the mirror.

Suddenly, his pupils narrowed, and his eyes focused on the roof of the opposite building, and there was nothing in his vision, but there was a faint fluctuation of energy in his perception.

Come fast and go fast.

It's the dark element.

"Lu Xuan." Yichen said softly involuntarily.

The figure who taught him to practice swords in the sword grinding room came to mind, that one move, one style, that rigorous training, that cold attitude, and the real responsibility of being a teacher.

Yichen, who came back to his senses, lowered his head, looked at the red rope on his wrist, and finally sighed.

The girl whose appearance can only be regarded as delicate, the girl who has known him for half his life, the girl who has sacrificed for him who doesn't know how much, where is the person, where is the heart.

He, can he still find her and get her back?

Most of the alcohol dissipated in this instant.

"Ai Xue, wait for me."

"Lu Xuan, Happy New Year."

With two whispers, Yichen's drunken red face returned to normal, and he turned to the two who were still touching the bottle.

"Fight again in the New Year!" Heroic from his heart, he shouted, picked up the bottle, and resolutely rejoined the fight.

The war, fiery, was pushed to a climax.

Breathtaking.

In a suburb not far from the hotel, a bonfire burned extremely vigorously, and the flames kept drifting into the sky, trying to compete with the sky without knowing the height of the sky.

The energy fluctuated, and a shadow came out of the darkness.

"I'm back, third sister." Chen Tao, who stretched out his hands in front of the campfire to keep warm, turned his head and said.

"Have you seen him?" Wan Yan Zhen'er on the side was holding a water cup in both hands, and the temperature of the water cup was higher than that of a bonfire.

Lu Xuan sat down on the empty bench, her long beige hair quietly sticking to her back, forming a soft curve: "You don't plan to take a look?" ”

Wan Yan Zhen'er was stunned for a moment and remained silent.

Chen Tao shook his head and sighed: "It's still gone, otherwise it will shake my heart again." ”

Lu Xuan didn't speak, just looked at the bonfire, like the flame of a flower swaying beautifully, she lowered her head and spread out her left hand that had been clenched into a fist, and in the palm of her hand was a ring, which was the Luo ring set by King Luo.

"He shouldn't have just absorbed Luo Jian." Lu Xuan said softly.

Ben, who was lying on the boulder and looking up at the night sky, took a look at it and asked, "Third sister, what are you going to do?" ”

Lu Xuan just looked at the bonfire and didn't answer anything.

Bluo, who had changed into comfortable sportswear, sat cross-legged on the bench and raised his glass: "Today is the Chinese New Year, the third, fifth and seventh, I wish you a happy new year." ”

"Happy New Year." Ben raised his glass.

Chen Tao and Wan Yan Zhen'er glanced at each other, one holding a wine bottle and the other holding a water glass, Lu Xuan held Luo Ring and also picked up the wine glass.

"Happy New Year."

At this moment, the palace of the king, whose strength was enough to set off turbulent waves in human society and even in the entire nature, seemed to have turned back into a real host in an instant, ordinary people from all over the world.

Farther away, outside the rustic stone-built village, there is a tall slope of grass where people sit with their legs bent.

The long black hair shawl, the refreshing evening breeze blows, the hair flutters softly, like the neck of a white swan stretched slightly, in the bright moonlight, Ai Xue looks up at the starry sky.

China.

In Shanghai, in a certain luxury villa, there is an indescribable coldness, Dong Mi'er, who had just finished talking to his son, was not in a very good mood, and Yi Tianzheng, who was forgiven after making a mistake, did not dare to speak.

The huge house was empty, there was no sound, and the right indoor temperature made Yitianzheng feel cold for no reason.

Dong Mi'er got up, glanced at her lover fiercely, picked up the prepared meat filling, and planned to make dumplings, Chen Yi's family went back to Shenzhen for the holiday, and they might as well stay here as comfortable as going back to Jinan.

Yi Tianzheng enthusiastically stepped forward to help, but was beaten on the back of his hand, so he could only smile and go to get a rolling pin.

The TV is not on, and the lover does not say it, and he does not have the courage to do so.

The bell rang to save the scene, and Dong Mi'er, who saw outsiders from the door on the display screen, couldn't help but be stunned, there was Chen Yi's family of three outside, didn't they go home?

When his lover was stunned, Yi Tianzheng had already trotted over to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Yi Qinya squeezed her eyes at Yi Tianzheng: "Brother, you owe me a great favor this time." ”

Yi Tianzheng whispered: "I know, don't talk nonsense when you go in, your sister-in-law just got angry with me because Yichen couldn't come back, otherwise she wouldn't trouble you." ”

Chen Yi said with a smile: "Don't bother my uncle, my grandparents are doing Spring Festival friendship in their community, my father said that he was reprimanded when he went back." ”

Chen Youbin, who was wearing rimless glasses, glared at his son who exposed his shortcomings, and said to Yi Tianzheng's brother-in-law: "If you ask us to come to eat, we're welcome." ”

Yi Tianzheng laughed and said: "You're welcome, I'm worried about a lot of food." ”

Chen Youbin lifted the good wine that had been treasured for several years: "I want to have a good drink tonight." ”

"Hahaha, no problem, don't get drunk and don't go home!" I agreed with Tianzheng readily.

"It's still blocking the door, so you won't be allowed in." When she said this, Yi Qinya had already squeezed her brother away, and walked towards Dong Mi'er who greeted her with a smile, "Sister-in-law, we're here for dinner, Chen Yi and his grandparents won't let him go back, so they can only come to you, and they didn't disturb you and my brother, right?" ”

Dong Mi'er, who was slower than Yi Tianzheng, who opened the door at a trot, smiled slightly: "Where is it, I just told your brother that it is not interesting for us to stay here if you don't come." ”

Chen Yi also interjected: "Aunt, I brought fresh shrimp, the shrimp dumplings you wrapped are much more delicious than my mother's, but you have to wrap more for me." ”

"Okay, no problem."

As Chen Yi's family of three was secretly invited by Yi Tianzheng, and then turned on the TV at the right time, the living room suddenly became lively, Dong Mier and Yi Qinya wrapped dumplings, talking and laughing, and Yi Tianzheng and Chen Youbin also actively participated on the side.

Chen Yi half lay on the single sofa, watched the Spring Festival Gala for a while and played with his mobile phone for a while, looked at the mobile phone for a long time before replying to a message and said: "In the past, my cousin didn't reply to the message, but this time it's Sister Ai Xue." ”

Looking at the simple message replied by his cousin, and then at the message sent to Ai Xue, Chen Yi touched his head and raised his eyebrows.

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't understand it anymore, putting aside my cousin and future cousin-in-law, Chen Yi chatted with his good brother Aerospace, and didn't he also chat with the newly met beauty.

Yi Tianzheng glanced at his lover, who was quite happy chatting with his sister, and looked at the blue sky outside the window.

This New Year may not be satisfactory, but it is best that everyone is safe.

He withdrew his gaze and joined in the chat, as if only this excitement could relieve the emptiness in his heart.

Dong Mi'er, who chatted with Yi Qinya non-stop, didn't want to fill her heart so that she wouldn't worry too much about her son who was far away.