There is snow on the top of the snowy peak, and the temperature is at least minus twenty or thirty degrees, this kind of low temperature, if you are not physically strong, you can't bear it at all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Xiaohu, call me Meifeng, don't call me sister. Wang Meifeng reprimanded Wang Xiaohu with a straight face, when there was no one, she just didn't like Wang Xiaohu to call her sister, "Well, let Xiaohu come to the mountain, I want Xiaohu to listen to my sister sing, doesn't Xiaohu want to listen to me sing?"

Why don't you like to listen to her sing? Since he was a child, Wang Xiaohu has always liked to listen to Wang Meifeng sing.

It's just that just now, he was dizzy by Wang Meifeng, so that Wang Xiaohu didn't know whether to call her sister or call her by her name, which made his head big for a while.

Wang Xiaohu had some hazy thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what this feeling was.

"But your lips are purple from the cold. Changing the topic, Wang Xiaohu looked at Wang Meifeng worriedly and said.

Wang Xiaohu didn't have anything to do with himself, at this temperature, he was like nothing at all, because his physical body was ridiculously strong.

But Wang Meifeng is different, her path of cultivation is obviously not the physical body of ordinary people's cultivation, but other directions.

Wang Xiaohu had long heard his grandfather say that the path of cultivation was strange and different, but in the end, it came to an end, but it all came back to the same origin.

This sentence is very profound for Wang Xiaohu, he just understands that there are many ways to practice, but as for what comes down to the same origin, he doesn't understand very well.

"Xiaohu has grown up and knows how to care about people, giggle...... But my sister likes it very much, so she likes Xiaohu. Wang Meifeng smiled brightly, which made Wang Xiaohu fascinated.

Wang Meifeng has a very important place in Wang Xiaohu's heart, but he can't understand what kind of strange feeling this is.

Looking at the snow scene, Wang Meifeng turned her head, she didn't look at Wang Xiaohu, and said: "Do you remember this scene? It was that year, you came to Xiaobei Village, and you were like Xiaobai at that time, and when you saw me, you kept pestering me until ...... later."

Wang Meifeng seemed to fall into memory, she watched the snowflakes fly, and looked at the snow all over the ground.

"Sister, let's go back, it's so cold here, you'll be frozen. Wang Xiaohu was really worried, because Wang Meifeng's lips were purple.

Awakened by Wang Xiaohu's words, a smile appeared on the corner of Wang Meifeng's mouth, she took out the magic piano, put it on the snow, and said: "Xiaohu underestimated your sister Meifeng, Xiaohu still remembers, hehe, at a very young age, I already controlled the element of wind!"

Wind Elemental!

Wang Meifeng didn't say it, Wang Xiaohu really forgot that Wang Meifeng did control the wind element when she was very young.

However, isn't it necessary to open up a sea of power sources to control the wind element?

But in her memory, Wang Meifeng was indeed able to easily control the wind element when she was very young!

Wang Xiaohu seemed to think of something, but he didn't understand it.

It's just that Wang Meifeng on the side didn't give Wang Xiaohu time to understand, and she actually started to use the magic qin.

On the top of the mountain, snowflakes are flying, Wang Meifeng's slender body is like a lotus, she is dancing, she is dancing with her singing.

Blooming, this is the song of blooming, a song sung by ancient human wisdom thousands of years ago, and then modified by Wang Meifeng, thus becoming her unique song.

Wang Meifeng's singing voice is like a heavenly sound, soul-dissipating and beautiful, plus her dancing like a little fairy, it looks like a fairy dancing in the snow.

The snow, the top of the mountain, the snowflakes are flying, the dancing is moving, and the music is beautiful, which makes Wang Xiaohu's spirit blur for a while.

This is a dreamlike scene, which makes Wang Xiaohu fall into a blur, he seems to have gone to another dream world, but in an instant, he has returned to reality.

The dream blinked, and the change between thoughts and thoughts once again brought Wang Xiaohu back to the past, the era when he first arrived in Xiaobei Village.

It was a snowy day, and the weak Wang Xiaohu had just woken up from a coma.

At that time, Wang Xiaohu seemed to be new to the world, and his mind seemed blank.

It's just that when he just got to know the world, a beautiful girl appeared in front of him.

The little girl was only six or seven years old, she was very beautiful, especially the pair of pure and divine eyes, which made Wang Xiaohu remember her deeply.

"Big sister, why are you pinching my face!" In the heavy snow, Wang Xiaohu was wrapped in a padded jacket, and he only showed a small head.

"Ah, little brother, he's awake, he's calling me sister, grandpa! grandpa, come and see!" cried the little girl, looking happy, but not knowing that her hand was too hard because of her joy.

"Big sister, face! my face hurts, it hurts!" the little boy screamed as he was pinched.

Now the girl found that she was overjoyed, and it hurt the little boy, she quickly let go of her little hand and said: "Ah, don't cry, it's my sister who is not good, my sister sings to you, don't cry, okay!"

The girl's singing voice is very loud and tender, if you listen to it in the ears of adults, it may be nothing, but in the ears of the little boy, it makes the little boy obsessed.

There was no crying, there was, only the little boy who was fascinated and looked at the girl obsessively.

"When I finished singing, my little brother woke up. The little girl shook her hand in front of the little boy, and then the little boy woke up.

"My sister sings so beautifully. A smile appeared on the boy's face.

"Do you have a name? Grandpa said you probably can't remember what your name is, or let your sister give you a name, hehe, my sister's name is good. The little girl's voice was very good, she glanced at the long sword that had been staying next to the little boy, there was a tiger character on the sword, and the little boy had a scar on his forehead like the moon, her little head moved, and said: "Little brother, you are younger than my sister, and my grandfather's surname is Wang, and my grandfather's surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Meifeng, this is the name my grandfather gave me, so what about you, you also have the surname Wang, and my sister will call you Xiaohu in the future, Wang Xiaohu, how about this name?"

The appearance of the little girl has added a lot of wonderful stories to the little boy's world, they play together, eat together......

"Clank!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound broke the silence and woke Wang Xiaohu up from his dreamlike memories.

"What's the matter, how was I disturbed by hypnosis and spirit just now?" Wang Xiaohu's heart was puzzled, he was definitely mentally attacked by some kind of force just now, making him fall into hallucinations and memories.

"It's singing!" In an instant, Wang Xiaohu immediately understood, he was brought into the memories of his childhood by Wang Meifeng's singing.

In this way, Wang Meifeng is actually very powerful, at least, she can hypnotize Wang Xiaohu now, which can predict how powerful her ability is.

But what was the sound just now?

Looking back at the source of the sound, Wang Xiaohu found that a flute had fallen on the only exposed stone on the top of the mountain.

What about Wang Meifeng?

"Sister, don't scare Xiaohu, Xiaohu can't find you!" Wang Xiaohu sensed around, but he didn't feel Wang Meifeng's existence at all, and he became anxious for a moment.

Wang Xiaohu searched everywhere on the top of the mountain, but there was no trace of Wang Meifeng.

"Child, don't look for it, Meifeng, she's gone. ”

When Wang Xiaohu was anxiously looking for Wang Meifeng's whereabouts, a familiar voice suddenly came into Wang Xiaohu's ears.

This is the voice of Wang Xiaohu's grandfather, thinking about it, it should be Wang Xiaohu's grandfather talking to him in the village with supernatural powers.

"Grandpa, where did my sister go, did she leave again? It's the same as four years ago, she didn't say goodbye again, but this time, Xiaohu felt that her sister had something on her mind, and she might be in danger, but when I asked her, she didn't tell me, Grandpa, can't you help her, or tell Xiaohu what happened to her. Wang Xiaohu wanted to beg his grandfather to tell him what happened to Wang Meifeng.

Wang Meifeng chose not to say goodbye, Wang Xiaohu's guess in his heart must have something to do with the words he heard at night that he didn't finish listening to the process.

"Child, the origin and the fall are all in your own choice, Meifeng she has her own choice, you also have your own choice, I can't go to the left and right of your cultivation path. Wang Xiaohu's grandfather did know what was going on, but he couldn't say, "That's all grandpa can say, if your fate is in the future, then you can only wait." ”

Wang Xiaotian's Dao sound stopped, and he no longer made any sound.

Waiting for the future?

These words made Wang Xiaohu fall into chagrin, and he knew in his heart that perhaps, this time her sister was going to leave him for a long time, but he didn't know how long.

Maybe it's soon, maybe it's in the future, maybe it's eternal, this kind of distance makes people mad.

On the top of the snowflaked mountain, Wang Xiaohu roared at the sky, he was angry, he was excited, he was annoyed.

The singing just now made Wang Xiaohu fascinated, and finally his mind was confused, which was his fault.

Wang Meifeng's only flute was left on the top of the mountain, and it was obvious that this was a gift she specially left for Wang Xiaohu.

This is a demon treasure, this demon treasure belongs to a musical instrument, the flute combines the characteristics of ancient magic treasure and technology star human science and technology civilization, although it is not much lethal, but if used well, it can also make people show unexpected effects.

Flute, Wang Xiaohu remembers, this thing is Wang Meifeng's favorite thing.

Four years ago, when Wang Meifeng went to the outside world for adult training, Wang Xiaohu's grandfather gave her a baby.

Wang Xiaohu still remembers that in order to get this treasure, his grandfather was covered in injuries before he got it back from the outside world, which shows the importance and significance of his treasure.

Such an important thing, Wang Meifeng actually chose to leave it to Wang Xiaohu, obviously, Wang Meifeng felt in her heart that maybe she would not be able to see Wang Xiaohu.

That's it, thinking about it in his heart, Wang Xiaohu understood it in an instant.

Thinking about this, Wang Xiaohu remembered the song Wang Meifeng sang just now.

Wang Xiaohu checked the flute, and finally he found the Kemo button on it.

This is a combination of technology and divine treasure, this magic treasure is like a supercomputer, and its functions are very powerful.

After listening to the song, Wang Xiaohu felt remorseful in his heart, he didn't understand the meaning of the song when he listened to Wang Meifeng's singing, and he was distracted.

"Damn! damn it!" Wang Xiaohu scolded himself in his heart, but he also knew that this was obviously intentional by Wang Meifeng.

Wang Meifeng is gone, and all that is left for Wang Xiaohu is her once favorite Demon Treasure flute. (To be continued.) )