Although her words also made sense, Gong Liu still frowned, obviously not very agreeing. "Okay, okay, senior Gongliu, don't frown like a little old man. I have something to announce here!" Hua Shang grinned and walked back to the stone platform.

At this time, Mo Song had already instructed his disciples to put away the books brought by Gong Liu in different categories, and when he saw Hua Sheng walking back to the high platform, he knew that he was busy and stood back under the high platform. I saw Hua Sheng clear his throat and said loudly: "Hua Shang returned guilty, and he was able to inherit the head of the family because his predecessors and junior brothers and sisters did not give up. Today, I swore to the moon: I will make my door carry forward and stand proudly in the rivers and lakes. If you violate this oath, you will be destroyed by three plagues, and your mind will be dispersed!"

When everyone saw her swear such a heavy oath, they were all shocked. Mo Song hurriedly said: "Master, speak out of your words, don't be a child's play!" Hua Sheng said: "Uncle Mo doesn't have to worry, I know what I'm talking about." With a wave of his hand, a man walked briskly to the high platform with a tray. Everyone couldn't help but wonder when they saw it: that person was Mo Li!

Hua Shang didn't care what they thought, picked up the wine jug on the tray, filled two glasses, and said, "Uncle Mo, Aunt Xue." Mo Song and Xue Ran glanced at each other, and both walked out of their fists and bowed: "Master!" Hua Shang smiled and said, "Uncle Shi, Senior Aunt." In the past, because of me, it was my fault that it was difficult for the second old man to get married. Tonight, the bright moon is in the sky, and the guests are here. I asked the two elders to continue the front edge and get along together. ”

"Master?" Mo Song and Xue Ran were stunned at the same time. Hua Shang hurriedly glanced at Mo Li. Mo Li understood, took two steps forward with the tray, and bowed down: "Dad, mother!" Raising the tray above his head with both hands, he brought it to Mo Song and Xue Ran. Everyone present looked at them with bated breath.

Suddenly, Mo Song smiled and picked up the wine glass on the left: "The cultivators of my generation don't stick to any customs. Xue Ran, if you still have this heart, drink this cup with me!" "Hehe," Xue Ran also smiled, holding the wine glass on the right, a hint of blush appeared on his face, "Senior brother has a life, how dare Senior Sister disobey?" "Oh-" Everyone cheered.

It's just that a "and slow" interrupted Fang Qi's cheers. Everyone looked stunned, but it was the sword boiling wine striding over, and they were all shocked: Could it be ...... Just when everyone was speculating, the sword boiled wine had already walked in front of Mo Song and Xue Ran, and when they saw the stunned and overwhelmed looks on their faces, they laughed: "Newlyweds, they should drink together, how can there be someone like you who drink their own drinks!"

"Haha......" "Uncle Sword Master is reasonable!" In the midst of the coaxing, Mo Song had to drink with Xue Ran. After just drinking a glass, not only Xueran's face was full of redness, but even Mo Song's face, which had always been free and easy, also showed a look of timidity.

When the cheers fell, Hua Shang said loudly: "If our door wants to be prosperous, we need to seek new changes." I discussed with Uncle Sword Master to change the title of my sect. I wonder if you have any opinions?"

Gong Liu said: "Flower wine poetry." There are flowers, there is wine, there are poems. The connotation is elegant, why should it be changed?" This sentence speaks to the hearts of many people: It is not that it cannot be changed, but why should it be changed? Huashang said: "It is true. Flowers are good names, wine is good names. It's just ......," she said here, with a slight look of embarrassment on her face, "it's just that flowers and wine are connected together, so it's not a good name." Gongliu's seniors walked the rivers and lakes, they should know better than the younger generations!"

"Uh-" Gong Liu is no better than Wuyi, he knows nothing about the trivial matters of the rivers and lakes, and naturally understands the meaning of Huashang. The generation of Mo Song and Xue Ran also walked on the rivers and lakes, unlike the younger generation of disciples who are not involved in world affairs, and they also agree. Mo Song asked, "I don't know what the name of the head of the family wants to change?"

Hua Sheng looked at the bright moon in the sky, the flowers under the moon, groaned slightly, and said: "A pot of wine among the flowers, three people to the moon." Under the moon among the flowers!"

Red Snow City.

The dense red snow drifted for a day and a night, and not only did it not stop, but it became more and more urgent. Yusugi lay on the bed in a daze, and he had already woken up from his nightmare, but he would rather never be awake. Because at least in the nightmare, he didn't have to be so hurt.

Jean's funeral is underway. She walked cleanly, leaving nothing, even Gu Hongqin was taken away by her. Ghostface and the others had to bury some of her usual items under the tree she liked to meditate on the most.

Ghost Face felt sad but a little lucky: if Gu Hongqin was still there, with Yushan's temperament, he would definitely carry it and not let others move. It's just that once you have Gu Hongqin on your back, it is equivalent to carrying a shackle that you can't break free from for a lifetime. This kind of result is something that no one wants to see.

Yushan didn't go, as if she didn't go to the funeral, Qin'er never stayed away from her. It's just that how long can you deceive yourself with the illusion of self-deception? With a "squeak", the door opened, and Yusugi stepped into the courtyard. I don't know when Haoyue, who was waiting under the tree, shook off the red snow and screamed at him.

"Haoyue. Yushan walked over and gently stroked its head. Haoyue let out a low roar, and the unicorn gently touched Yushan's forehead. For some reason, color gradually appeared in Yusugi's eyes, "She didn't leave, did she?" as he said this, he looked up at the distant sky.

Haoyue hissed. "Let's go find her and come back!" Hasugi's eyes grew firm. Skyrim, as if seeing Qin'er's smiling face. Haoyue hissed again. "Let's go!" One person and one sword, turning over and getting on a horse;

On the long street, the snow powder is denser. The sound of horses' hooves broke through the silence, and Yushan squinted slightly, forcing himself not to do anything. "Yushan-" "Yushan-" shouted faintly. Yushan turned around, and Suo Yinyu, Pain Dragon, and Luo Huqiu were striding towards the snow powder in the sky.

Seeing him stop, Suo Yinyu accelerated and stopped in front of Haoyue: "Yushan, where are you going?" Yushan looked at the sky. There, Jean was waving to herself. "Find her back!" said faintly, with an unchangeable firmness. Haoyue bypassed Suo Yinyu and walked deeper into the snow. On the long street, only three people were left standing in a daze. The crimson snow powder soon stained them.

The streets of Red Snow City never seemed to be so long, and Yushan was a little drowsy.

"The red snow soup soup is vast

The world is vast, and the mountains and roads are vast

Where is the mountain road and the home?

I will return, I will return. ”

Singing voices, desolate and generous. Yusugi lazily raised his eyes. On the roof ridge in the snow, it seems that the two people singing to the wine are seen again, but on the back of the horse in the snow, there is only a lonely figure.

Stepping out of the alley, Haoyue turned a corner and walked towards the east gate. The five elements of the East belong to wood, and the four o'clock is spring. The greenery of the grass and trees in spring is the endless hope. It's just that it seems to know the loneliness of Yusugi. Today's Red Snow City is quiet, even if there are thousands of possibilities and hopes, but you can only taste it alone in your heart.

Under the moon among the flowers, the bright moon is high.

After saying the first two things, Hua Sheng looked at Mo Li, and slowly spoke: "This third thing ......" and everyone was stunned. What other surprises does the head of the sect have today? Hua Sheng looked at the sword boiled wine again: "Uncle Sword Master, are there still people walking on the rivers and lakes in my sect?"

Jian Boiled Wine hugged his fist: "Not bad." These disciples are now under my control. Huashang nodded: "Okay." Then ask Uncle Shi to give an order to find Qianbai and his party who disappeared on the way to Chixue City back then!"

Qianbai, Mo Li's husband, was also the man who sang and harmonized with Mo Li in the fantasy realm of the Six Illusions Creek that day. In that year, the Huajiu Poetry Gate changed suddenly, and Qianbai was ordered to lead three junior disciples to Chixue City to find Huasheng. Unexpectedly, once he was gone, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Hua Shang felt sorry after learning about this from the piano boy and the chess ghost, so he found Mo Li and promised to do his best to find Qianbai regardless of life or death.

Back then, it was the sword boiling wine general Qianbai and his party that sent it, and this incident was also a regret in his life. At this time, when he heard Hua Shang's words, he was in his arms, and immediately replied: "Don't worry, boss! Buried in the name, you will come with me later!" "Yes!"

"There's Uncle Lao. Hua Shang swiped the sword and boiled wine, raised his head and said: "From now on, the mountain gate will be closed." Under the moon among the flowers, all the people are in retreat!" "What?" everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar when they heard it. Closing the mountain gate? How can you gain a foothold on the rivers and lakes? What the head of the gate just said was forgotten so quickly?

Hua Shang pressed his hands weakly, suppressed the noise of clamour, and said: "Now the rivers and lakes are sinister, and with our current strength, we can only protect ourselves. It is better for you to settle down and study the books left by my master. On the day of Dacheng, he will appear in the rivers and lakes with the highest attitude!" Everyone understands this truth. Suddenly, everyone's hearts stirred, and there were no objections.

Red Snow City, East Gate.

Haoyue stopped, Yusugi woke up from drowsiness, but looked in front of him but was stunned. I saw that outside the east gate, Pain Dragon, Suo Yinyu, Luo Huqiu, Han Feng, Qiu Xue, Mr. Tiejing, Luo Huting, Liu Ling, Liu Ruo, Yu Yinghe, Yu Wuhe, Ren Rusi and others lined up, standing in the red snow.

Seeing them, a smile appeared on Yusugi's face. Is it that they are walking too slowly or they are too fast and will be intercepted. "Yushan," Suo Yinyu spoke first, "Do you really want to leave?" Yushan nodded silently. Luo Huqiu hurriedly said: "But the world is so big, even if you want to find her back, where to find it?"

"Ahead!" Hasugi began. Skyrim, Qin'er smiled at him again. The Pain Dragon wanted to say something, but he only opened his mouth and couldn't say anything. Luo Huting glanced at him and asked for him, "Then when will you come back?" "Find her and come back." Yushan turned over and dismounted. The dense red snow suddenly stopped with his movements, and the sun appeared.

The snow is suddenly clear, and it is also a must in Red Snow City. It's just that no one has the heart to appreciate this wonder at this time. Mr. Tiejing hesitated and said, "Yushan, really...... Can't you stay?" Hasugi was silent, and his face was blank. Mr. Iron Mirror smiled bitterly and turned sideways.

This was their agreement: if Hasugi's determination wavered, they would force him to stop without moving, and if Hasugi's mind could not be changed, they would turn sideways and make way for him. Seeing Mr. Tiejing's movements, everyone sighed and turned sideways. Yusugi led Haoyue, and Mu crossed the crowd expressionlessly. His answer came from afar: "If she is gone, everything is gone." What's the point of me staying?"

When Yusugi left, Oniface didn't go to see him off. Instead, he lay on Qin'er's clothed mound. The sunlight after the snow shines through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on him. There is silence, and the Red Snow City under the sun is quiet.