In his fourth year on the island, the six-year-old learned an important vocabulary about life. After learning the word, he did not feel a trace of pride, but worried for several days.

Later, one day, he couldn't help but ask Ye Bohong, Ye Bohong touched the head of this precocious child, and solemnly told him that his parents were not dead, but adults had their own things to complete. Later, Bu Fanchen asked several times, and after getting the same result, a trace of happiness ignited in his heart.

That was the first time he encountered the word death, and when he encountered it, he was inexplicably afraid in his heart, he was afraid that his parents in this world would never come back, just like the parents in the dream world.

The child's world always passes both real and fast, and before he knew it, he was seven years old, and now he is more than half a cut taller than Hongyu, who has barely grown taller in the past few years.

Yesterday, when Bu Fanchen was reciting the true handiwork of the Dan book, he was interrupted by the red rain that jumped on the desk, and the latter pouted, looked at Bu Fanchen with an innocent face and asked:

The book says that whenever it is winter, as long as the weather is a little colder, the gods in charge of the mountains and rivers will exert great magical powers and sprinkle a heavy snow on the world. Looking at the depiction in the book, the snow scene is beautiful, but the red rain can't be seen. Do you say that the land grandfather on our island is asleep, why hasn't there been a snow for so many years, and the red rain wants to see the snow"

Bu Fanchen stretched out his hand, gently pinched Hongyu's face, and said with Hongyu: "Maybe our land grandfather is sick, so he forgot to sprinkle snow on us." “

Hearing Bu Fanchen's answer, Hongyu looked at this lovely brother intently, and at the same time stretched out his little hand and fiddled with Bu Fanchen's face vigorously. Said:

"Why don't we go and ask Uncle Ye and ask him what the snow is like?"

Bu Fanchen let Hongyu's little hands knead and fell into deep thought.

He had seen snow, and more than once, but only the time he woke up from a dream, and the snow was exceptionally thick that year. In the dream world, he is eleven years old this year, his parents have been gone for more than seven years, and his grandfather's hair has turned white this year, much like the heavy snow outside.

Maybe it was because the two of them had prayed together for a long time, or maybe they had chanted too many times from Uncle Ye, and the small island that had not snowed for tens of thousands of years actually floated crystal clear snowflakes after the two of them slept.

Although it was winter, there was not a trace of cold in the sky over the surrounding thousands of miles of sea, except for the small island, which seemed to be abandoned by the world, and the snow was floating alone, and they wantonly filled every empty space on the island, as if they wanted to completely occupy this isolated island.

Bu Fanchen got up in the morning, felt a little colder outside, rubbed his eyes that were still slightly sleepy, and pushed open the wooden door, the strong white light pierced his eyes, making him feel a little uncomfortable, and he looked out through the cracks of his fingers very suspiciously.

He looked back at the location of Hongyu, saw that the latter was still there, and made sure that it was not in a dream, so he walked out of the door and held a handful of snow in the palm of his hand, the cold coolness and the memory in the dream were perfectly superimposed, giving him a sense of déjà vu.

Holding a little in the palm of his hand, Bu Fanchen hurriedly walked to the bedside, put his hand close to Hongyu's cheek, and gently blew towards Hongyu towards the snow, bringing that trace of cold breath to the girl's face. Staring wide-eyed, naughty waiting for Red Rain to wake up.

Feeling the coolness on his face, Hongyu opened his eyes vaguely, and saw that Bu Fanchen's palm was holding a crystal clear white object, and the palm of his hand was still bubbling with white gas, and there were faint water marks between his fingers.

Hongyu looked at the white flocculent object with bright eyes, stretched out his ring finger and stirred it around Bu Fanchen's palm, feeling the coolness from his ring finger. looked at Bu Fanchen with an incredible gaze, and when he got the latter's nod, he couldn't help but scream, lifted the quilt, didn't wear a thicker dress, raised his legs and ran out of the door. Seeing Hongyu running out happily, Bu Fanchen shook his head with a smile, took a red blanket from the cabinet and walked out.

Seeing the white expanse outside, light snowflakes slowly falling from the sky, and the ground had already been covered with a thick layer of snow quilt, and the red rain that had been thinking about the snow for a long time didn't care whether it was cold or not, and it was directly rolled into the snow.

When Bu Fanchen went out, he couldn't find the naughty and cute little girl for a while. I only saw that there were a few small pits not far in front of the door, and I shouted to the pit a little anxiously: "Red rain, come out quickly, don't catch a cold, put the blanket on and play." ”

Maybe he forgot that Hongyu is now the peak of the third-order demon beast, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the peak of the martial spirit realm, and he will still be afraid of the cold, but he himself has only been a martial disciple for so many years, and it seems that he is afraid of cold and sick, and it seems to be his own business.

Of course, the reason why Hongyu and Bu Fanchen's cultivation have not made much progress, naturally Ye Bohong is deliberately suppressing, according to his words, stepping into cultivation, the cultivation speed is very important, but the polishing and precipitation of the initial realm of martial arts is more important, the late realm is not a big problem, do a good job of building the foundation, and only then can there be a chance to enter the sky thousands of miles high. Therefore, since Hongyu stepped into the Martial Spirit Realm, there has been no major breakthrough.

Hearing Bu Fanchen shouting to himself, the thick snow in front of him suddenly dented, and then a ghostly little head came out.

Bu Fanchen saw the red rain with snowflakes on his eyebrows, and he couldn't laugh or cry a little. I saw the latter smile stupidly at him, chew the snow in his mouth hard, and grinned:

"Hahaha, Brother Step, come on, it's so fun, come and have a snowball fight with Red Rain, it's not cold here at all, Red Rain won't catch a cold."

Bu Fanchen sighed softly, there was really no way to take the girl in front of him, so he raised his feet and walked towards Hongyu, preparing to put the blanket on the latter.

Maybe he didn't realize that he was only seven years old and the self in his dream, with surprisingly the same painful expression, and the faint maturity on his body was by no means as simple as his parents leaving a few years ago, making him precocious.

Just as Bu Fanchen gave the red rain poncho quilt, Hongyu's eyes rolled, looking at Bu Fanchen slyly, his left hand quietly retracted from behind, and when he retracted his body, he suddenly accelerated, and a palm-sized snowball was thrown at Bu Fanchen.

Seeing Xiao Hongyu's cunning gaze, Bu Fanchen felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think about it, seeing the rushing snowball at this moment, he didn't have time to dodge, the snow directly covered his face, and there was an avalanche on his face.

Seeing that he had succeeded in one blow, the brother who was half taller than himself was looking at him helplessly, Hongyu couldn't help it anymore, rolling in the snow, laughing, and with the rolling of Hongyu, the surrounding snow was pressed out of a clearing by her.

Seeing the little girl rolling proudly in the snow, with a happy expression on her face, Bu Fanchen couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in her heart. wiped the snow off his face, slowly walked to the little girl, reached out and grabbed her back, lifted it hard, and was ready to lift it up, but he was only half taller than her, and he was not an adult.

Hongyu, who was thrown in the snow, came to eat, and his whole body was sunk in the snow, Hongyu propped his hands on the ground, sat up, pouted, and had a hint of anger.

Purple hair swirls around the snow, like the indescribable object that people often release after eating. Seeing the indescribable white snow on the head of the red rain, Bu Fanchen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Hongyu saw that Bu Fanchen was laughing at himself unscrupulously there, his little mouth was longer, his two little hands were on his waist, staring at Bu Fanchen who was about to suffocate with laughter, he hummed four or five times in a row, watching Bu Fanchen not stop after he finished humming, and continued to laugh, Xiao Hongyu muttered in his heart: "You big villain, you have bullied Hongyuqi like this, I didn't see Hongyu's angry little hands were about to screw themselves into pain, I don't know how to come and hug me, coax me, I suspect that you picked it up, hum, look at my heavy snow serial cannon,"

So the white snow on the ground was constantly held by Hongyu and smashed towards Bu Fanchen, and Bu Fanchen, who came back to his senses, was also a child's heart, and the two of them started a snowball battle in the snow.

Thousands of miles away from the island, above the ruins of a submarine tomb, clusters of golden clouds continued to crash in the sky, and from time to time there was a deafening sound of metal, and soon the clouds that collided with each other, as if they were scattered by each other, turned into countless small golden clouds, which were constantly moving in a wonderful pattern.

Finally, when the speed reached the limit, each golden cloud turned into thousands of golden swords under the action of the power of heaven and earth, and they were silently suspended in the air, like small soldiers waiting for the general's order, as long as the horn sounded, they would not hesitate to destroy everything below.

The sea beneath the clouds was turned golden yellow by the dense golden sword. At this moment, the golden sea water surged, and an adult man with his upper body unattached and covered with blood shot out of the sea. After the man flew out of the water, the thousands of meters of sea water below him sinked rapidly, as if swallowed by an abyss.

After the sea fell, two columns of white giant teeth with a length of thousands of meters closed in the direction of the man. It's just that the man's speed is too fast, and the giant mouth can't catch up, only to see the two columns of giant teeth bite together, and the void seems to be torn apart, if it weren't for the suppression of the forbidden sea, it is estimated that the mouth of the abyss giant beast will directly bite the void.

The abyssal beast looked at the man who had fled, couldn't help but be angry, and opened its mouth to let out a loud roar, and a strong sound wave shook the sky, and the rest of the waves directly blew a tsunami. also knew that he couldn't catch up with the human, and the chain that locked himself below pulled his body tightly, and the giant beast had to return to the bottom of the sea unwillingly.

The man was the one who returned to the island from Bachik a few years ago, but he met this ancient ancestor ruins on the way, and the cause and effect in the dark were implicated, so he didn't rush back in time.

looked at the ugly giant beast that returned to the deep sea, Bu Youkong spit out a mouthful of blood, looked down with disdain, took the sword and compared it downward, there is a kind of posture that you come, Lao Tzu hacked you to death, and then touched the blood stains on his mouth, looked up at the golden sword cloud that was already ready to go, showed a satisfied look, and muttered confidently: "Wuzun's calamity, Jin Zhiyunyi, it's not a loss to spend the past two years here, boy, wait for your dad at home, and come back as soon as you finish the calamity."

As for why he didn't go to the abyss giant beast for revenge after the tribulation had increased his strength greatly, he naturally thought that his strength was still not enough. What's the matter? Just kidding? Who wants to die if he has nothing to do, who he loves, he's not an idiot, how strong that ugly giant is at the bottom of the sea, and he almost threw him to death with a tail.

Deeply into the golden sword cloud, although he was poked all over his body, he was always relaxed, and he continued to fight inside, his sword path not only had to calm his mind, but also to rise to the sky.

In just half an hour, the clouds of calamity subsided, and the look of the secluded sky after the tribulation was excellent, and a wisp of golden sword qi under his feet, condensed like an entity, with the sound of breaking the sky, returned to the island with him.

At some point, the snow on the island stopped, and I covered the snow with a blanket and lay on it, closing my eyes and enjoying the sunlight swept through the clouds.

At this time, they miss their parents a little, and if they are so good at this time, they can push snowmen together, ski together, and listen to them tell stories about them when they are tired.

Bu Fanchen held Hongyu's little hand and thought in his heart, "But you can't think too much, if you miss your parents too much, you will definitely be seen by the crying Hongyu, then she has to cry again, so Fanchen, you don't dare to think too much, but how can you not think too much? Obviously, I really want to, really, really want to.

I felt that the hand that held me was clenched tightly, and two lines of crystal clear tears slipped down from the corners of Hongyu's eyes without asking for the reason.

On the heart lake of the red rain, the cute little man is talking to himself, saying:

"Oh, why did you come out again, you said that you wouldn't cry, you slipped out without saying a word, or you sat down again Hongyu is a crybaby. I can't do it, I have to find a reason for myself, hmph, it must be because the snow that finally fell stopped falling, and I was a little sad. Well, that's it, it's all to blame for the sudden snow that doesn't fall. Hehe, that's the reason for being comfortable, hehe. Thinking of this, Hongyu snickered proudly again.

The snow really stopped, but what I don't know is whether it was the snow that stopped and people were tired, so that they were emotional, or whether they were first emotional, and people were tired, and the snow stopped.

It was very young, when they were very young, the two had a gentleman's covenant to cry less, and solemnly discussed that they would not cry again because they missed their parents, and whoever cried was an unlovely crybaby, so the two would not dare to think about their parents so much for a long time.

Ye Bohong had a hard time going out today, so he walked to a snow-covered creek and ditch early in the morning to sit and fish. If it weren't for the two little guys stacking up there, he would almost not be able to remember the appearance of the snow, after all, some of these old things in the world, some will remember very deeply, and some will slowly forget.

Of course, because he couldn't stand the stubbornness of the two, he pretended to be the land lord of the small island and gave them a snowy blanket, besides, today is a good day for the two little guys.

Knowing that the two children were thinking about people in the distance, Ye Bohong couldn't help but have a trace of nostalgia, once upon a time he was so lonely, since ancient times, how many strong people can not be lonely.

Today's dinner, Ye Bohong specially made a hot pot, and when he saw the hot pot on the table, Hongyu and Bu Fanchen had long forgotten the sentimentality caused by the snow stop at noon, and only the tumbling hot pot was left in their eyes.

You must know that they haven't eaten this thing for several years, and they didn't even know that Uncle Ye would do this, and they always thought that this was a unique skill of Stepfather. There are a lot of strange things today, the island that has not snowed for 10,000 years has a heavy snowfall, and Uncle Ye, who is unfamiliar with his skills, has made a hot pot, of course, the most interesting thing is that there are more dishes and chopsticks on the small table today.

Hongyu patronized Uncle Kuaye and patted his ass, so he naturally didn't notice the pair of dishes and chopsticks. It's just that Bu Fanchen, who was born more careful, noticed it.

The four pairs of chopsticks were placed in different directions, indicating that they were not wrong, and Uncle Ye had never missed the chopsticks before, which made Bu Fanchen firmly believe that today might not be the same, this idea made him faintly look forward to it, but he was a little disappointed in his expectation. After all, it's just an extra pair of chopsticks, and his parents are two, thinking of this, his inner expectations are slowly getting smaller.

When Bu Fanchen was gradually lost, a touch of golden light outside the island was fleeting, and in a moment, from a golden shadow, to the entrance when their family came many years ago, and then a warm big hand was placed on the heads of Hongyu and Bu Fanchen respectively, which was the Bu Youkong who had rushed back after the catastrophe.