At night, the moon was bent like a sickle.

The snow is still falling, and it is cold in the beauty.

Ling Yun still stood quietly in the courtyard, letting the cold wind blow his hair.

"It's been two years, why, why?" Ling Yun said in a low voice.

In this voice, there was an extreme discomfort.

It seems that this uncomfortable feeling surpasses death.

This uncomfortable feeling made Ling Yun lean on his body and slowly squat.

There was a low sobbing sound coming out of his mouth.

The sobbing sound was low, low, as if it didn't want to be heard, and it didn't want anyone to see it.

Tears were dripping from his scarlet eyes.

Tears rolled down his face and fell in the snow, spilling specks on the white and silver ground.

Looking at the spots on the ground, Ling Yun gritted his teeth, wiped the corners of his eyes with his right hand, and then held the spear beside him.

With the spear in hand, he slowly stood up.

Holding the spear diagonally, he regained his vigor and swept away the decadence of his previous past.

The color of madness continued unabated, and the spear in Ling Yun's hand began to move.

His figure is sometimes like a galloping horse, sometimes like a snake out of a hole, with countless killings in one stab at a time.

The snowflakes were flying, and there was another pair of footprints on the ground.

Ling Yun's figure seems to be eternally tireless, if there is no accident, the spear in his hand will continue to dance like this.

Before I knew it, an old man with a lantern approached quietly.

The old man looked seventy or eighty years old, and the hair on his head was already gray.

On the old man's body, he wore a white robe.

The gray hair, the white robe, and the appearance of the old man bent over his waist made the old man look old.

"Young master, it's getting late, it's time to sleep. The old man said softly.

Although he heard the old man's words, Ling Yun did not look back, but responded: "Uncle Wang, you go back first, I still have to practice for a while." ”

As he spoke, Ling Yun continued to dance with a spear in his hand.

His eyes are still so persistent, and his movements still do not stop at all.

In the dark night, although there is moonlight, the brilliance of the moonlight is still not as strong as the lantern in the old man's hand.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head, hung the lantern on a branch beside him, and walked towards the rear.

"Uncle Wang, this lantern, you better bring it back, for me, a Qi cultivator, even if there is no light at night, my eyes can see it. Ling Yun said as he waved his spear.

"I know, but with a lantern, you can see it better. The old man staggered and continued to walk towards the rear.

The spear in Ling Yun's hand paused slightly, and his eyes began to think.

After thinking for a while, he smiled inexplicably, and the spear in his hand continued to dance.

The snow was blowing in the wind, and Ling Yun waved the spear in his hand, which became a unique scenery in this dark night.

With the passage of time, Ling Yun's physical strength was no longer so abundant, and every shot he drew in his hand no longer had the strength it had before, and even that pace began to be chaotic.

But his eyes are so persistent, and there are bloodshot in his persistence, as if as long as his eyes are not closed, he will continue to dance.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed to be due to extreme exhaustion, finally, his eyes closed in fatigue, even the spear in his hand was towards the ground, and his whole person leaned weakly against the big tree next to him, at this moment, it was the best relaxation.

The snow in the sky was still whizzing, and the snowflakes fell on Ling Yun's coat, on his head, on his face, and he had become a snowman.

In the dark night, only the lantern that the old man hung on the tree still glowed faintly yellow.

The light shining on Ling Yun might bring some warmth to his snow-covered body.

In the heavy snow, the moon in the sky is constantly changing, and the time also passes with the change of the moon, and before you know it, the long night passes, and the day comes.

During the day, it was still snowing heavily, and the flying snowflakes blurred people's vision.

Under the big tree, a snowman is motionless, leisurely leaning against the big tree.

Whoosh!

The snowman suddenly shook twice, and the snow on his body broke apart, revealing Ling Yun's face.

Opening his eyes, Ling Yun slowly stood up, and then tilted his head slightly, he didn't move, as if he was feeling something.

After a long time, he couldn't stop shaking his head, and there was a touch of disappointment on his whole face.

"Hey, young master, you fell asleep outside again, this is the breakfast specially made for you by the old man. ”

Hearing this, Ling Yun turned around and saw that Wang Lao was staggering over, and beside the old man, there were two maids.

The two maids looked sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in long green dresses, but they looked graceful.

The two maids held a tray in their hands, and most of the trays were meat and vegetarian dishes.

"Xiaohong, Xiaoyu, thank you very much. Ling Yun's right hand touched the faces of the two girls.

Whether it was Xiaohong or Xiaoyu, with their heads slightly lowered, they let Lingyun's right hand caress their faces.

"Whatever the young master tells us to do, we will do it. There was a slight crimson on Xiaohong's little face.

"That's right, no matter how comfortable the young master wants, we will serve the young master well. When Xiao Yu lowered her head slightly, there was also a crimson color on her face.

"Well, then you two will come to my room together, and I'll make you two comfortable, comfortable. Ling Yun winked at the two girls.

The two girls were stunned, and their faces flushed even more.

"Haha, I'm just joking with you two, I'm humorous. Ling Yun smiled.

The two girls hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said together: "Yes, the young master is really humorous. ”

"In fact, humor is also a person's humorous suffering. Ling Yun's eyes were very emotional.

Xiaohong sighed, and then said, "Could it be that the young master's second child can't do it?"

"Hahaha......"

There was laughter all around, even Ling Yun laughed, and then he calmed down: "It seems that not only do I have humor cells, but Xiaohong's humor cells are also good." ”

The corners of Xiaohong's mouth were also smiling, and then she said, "Let's go down, where is the young master worthy of, or let's serve the young master for dinner, right?"

"It's better for me to eat, it's not that I don't have hands, and besides, don't be a young master in the future, the young master will call me, just call me by my name." Ling Yun took the food and began to devour it.

In the blink of an eye, a few more empty plates appeared, and all the dishes had been eaten by Ling Yun.

"Young master, you still eat so fast. Xiao Yu's eyes widened as she looked at the empty plate.

"If you don't eat quickly, the test in the family will be late. After Ling Yun finished speaking, he hooked his right index finger on Xiaohong Xiaoyu's jade nose, and then he picked up the spear in his right hand, straddled it on his back, and walked towards the outside of the gate.

Looking at the figure walking towards the courtyard, whether it was the old man or the two maids, the expressions on their faces were complicated.

"The young master is a good person. In Wang Lao's words, there was a sigh.

"Yes, in this Ling family, there are very few people as good as the young master, I heard that the son of the great elder is cruel to his subordinates, and when he is angry, he will kill his maid at every turn. There was jealousy on Xiaohong's face.

"Fortunately, our master is Young Master Lingyun, and Young Master Lingyun is very good. Xiao Yu smiled slightly.

...............

Carrying the spear obliquely, after Ling Yun left the mansion, he went all the way to the east.

"See the Grand Prince"

"Good morning, eldest son. ”......

Along the way, Ling Yun also met many subordinates, who respectfully greeted him.

Ling Yun nodded to these subordinates one by one.

While walking, Lingyun came to a mansion, and the plaque of the mansion said "Xiaofu".

In front of the gate of "Yoifu", there was a young man in white standing.

The young man in white looked fourteen years old, with a high nose bridge and a face like a knife, looking angular and handsome.

It's just that the young man's eyes are very arrogant no matter how he looks at them.

In particular, the young man's arrogant eyes are set against the fan in his hand, giving people a feeling of being on top.

It was a white fan with green bamboo printed on it.

Beside the young man, there were dozens of subordinates standing respectfully, and there were some sweat stains on their foreheads.

The eyes of these subordinates were all looking at the companion who was kneeling on the ground.

The subordinate who was kneeling on the ground looked to be about twenty years old, and his appearance was ordinary, and he was wearing a gray robe.

This person was kneeling, his body trembled, and he couldn't stop pleading: "Young master, you have mercy and spare the little one, the little one will never dare again, never dare again." ”

At this time, the man cried and kowtowed his head, so that in the blink of an eye, there was a pool of blood on the ground.

The other subordinates, with more sweat stains oozing from their foreheads, did not dare to speak.

A few of the subordinates saw this companion who was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to the ground covered in blood, and their legs trembled with fear.

The young man did not have the slightest pity for this kowtower, and still tilted his head slightly, shaking his fan incessantly.

It's winter now, and it's obviously a little cold, and this teenager seems to pay more attention to demeanor than temperature.

Ling Yun walked to the side of the mansion, naturally seeing all this, he frowned, but still paused.

"Ling Xiao, what crime has this person committed?" Ling Yun asked.

Ling Xiao was shaking his fan, and when he heard this, he turned his head and looked at Ling Yun.

At this glance, Ling Xiao's eyes were surprised, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and said, "It turned out to be Ling Yun, if it wasn't for the family test, it would be really rare." ”

"It's true, I usually don't come out much, but Ling Xiao, you let this person kowtow, and now this person has kowtowed all over the ground, could it be that this person has made some big mistake?" Ling Yun looked curious.

"Well, you'd better ask him. The fan in Ling Xiao's hand pointed towards the kowtower.

"Young Master Lingyun, help me, I admit that I stole something, these, these, I stole them, save me. As he spoke, the man lifted his clothes.

There were a lot of bronze utensils, which fell to the ground from the clothes that the man had lifted open.

Looking at the dozens of large and small bronze artifacts on the ground, Ling Yun shook his head and said, "Our Ling family, even if it is a daily bronze artifact, it is all finely made, and it is indeed worth some money, but you shouldn't steal it." ”

"Young Master Yun, save me, I will not steal in the future. Then the man continued to kowtow.

"It's not a big sin, it's changed. Lingyun said.

"Thank you, young master, thank you, young master. Now the face of the man was happy.

Ling Xiao listened on the side, shook the fan, the whole person's brows furrowed, and said, "Ling Yun, haven't you figured out one thing?"