Sitting on the Forgotten Peak, winter.

Two months have passed, and it is still winter.

Even in the southeast region in January, the temperature begins to rise in many places, and spring returns to the earth, but it is still winter - snow-capped.

Liu Qingfu didn't find a chance to visit Han Chuang after all, but she got the news that everything was fine with Han Chuang from Liu Hengbo's mouth, and her anxious heart gradually calmed down; to her surprise, Nie Qingqing also seemed to be very calm, as if she was confident about everything.

That's right, just be confident.

Nie Qingqing's beautiful face was rippling with a confident smile, as if he was not worried about Han Chuang at all.

Helian Mo is still the same, he can't get better before he gets the black jade intermittent cream, but his relationship with Su Wanyun has become more intimate.

- Su Wanyun was like a finger twist, melting his heart.

Lin Ping was seriously injured, and he was still not good, but he was able to get out of bed and walk around, and the injury of the sternum was broken and the internal organs were displaced, which was undoubtedly fatal in ordinary people, but Lin Ping was not an ordinary person, so he only needed to lie down for more than half a year, but in fact, he was able to get out of bed and walk around in just two months.

Yue Qianheng was silent, and there was no news of him for a long time, and it was said that he was in retreat and cultivation under Yue Chonglou's arrangement—who knows?

Maybe he was messing around in a green building in the southeast region, and this kind of thing didn't happen before.

Although it is still winter, the days are gradually getting longer and the nights are gradually shorter, as if heralding the arrival of spring, but for this group of people, the upcoming spring is not what they are looking forward to, what they are really looking forward to is Han Chuang.

Han Chuang's return!

Through the small window on the bronze door, the human chef watched Han Chuang elegantly and calmly dig the mixed food into his mouth, and his mood was as bright as the coming spring.

He understands the toxicity of melting tendons, and the more he eats, the more brittle the tendons become. Almost every day, he would mix this poison into his meals, and according to his estimates, Han Chuang's muscles and veins at this moment were as brittle as a piece of paper.

"Hmph, no matter how cunning you are, you can't escape this conspiracy. The man slammed the door shut.

Today is the time for Han Chuang to be released from prison, and it also makes the keeper of the water prison feel inexplicably bored, it seems that every time someone is released from prison, he will feel inexplicably bored, as if something important in his life has been torn apart.

The human chef opened the bronze door, and a pair of indifferent eyes stared at Han Chuang.

The meal on the day of release from prison was very rich, with fish and meat, and since Liu Hengbo personally greeted him, the human chef began to improve Han Chuang's food - he didn't care about the dying person.

But at this moment, looking at Han Chuang, who was gnawing on fish, a feeling of hatred suddenly arose in the chef's heart, and he couldn't wait to tear the satisfied face in front of him to pieces.

"You are tempting people to sin. The man cook, the voice seemed to be forced out of his teeth.

Han Chuang raised his eyelids slightly, and said with a smile: "Is eating fish also a crime?"

His lips moved, and the fish bones shot out and flew towards the human cook.

The human cook flashed to the side, and the bones were nailed into the stone wall, and the human cook was shocked in his heart, and said, "How can you-"

"How can I still have this kind of strength, right?" Han Chuang smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Probably because I am talented." ”

Before the words fell, I saw him slap the water with both hands, soar into the air, perform claw skills in mid-air, grasp the rocks, and use this force to go up, and instantly grab the side of the human cook.

"You man, not to mention the ugliness of people, and your heart is still bad, let me go down and taste the taste of the water prison. Before the words fell, Han Chuang's right hand poked out like lightning.

Although the human chef knows some superficial martial arts, where can he compare with Han Chuang, he wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge, he was grabbed by the shoulder, he only felt numb, and his body rose into the air uncontrollably.

"No!"

With a "plop", the short body slapped sideways into the sewage, splashing a splash.

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Stay inside!" As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored the noisy cook, and closed the bronze door by himself.

The moment the door closed, the air became fresh as if it had been blocked.

Han Chuang involuntarily took a deep breath, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face: "It's finally over, Yue Qianheng, you look good." I couldn't help but feel a coldness in my eyes.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't escape from prison, but he got out of prison normally, but this method is relatively violent; of course, there are naturally other means for good people, and evil means are naturally used for wicked people, and it is natural to use such violent means for people like cooks, who are not only ugly, but also vicious.

I'm afraid that when he is discovered, he will stay in the water prison for a few days, who will let him not enter the living people who have always behaved? Han Chuang thought and couldn't help laughing.

The white shirt was soaked black by the sewage, and it exuded a disgusting smell.

Han Chuang wouldn't wear this dress to go back to see Nie Qingqing, so he first went to the market town below the mountain to find a few new white shirts.

People rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, and after changing into a body and mind, his whole person seems to be a lot more energetic.

is still a white shirt, very light, very thin, well-cut, and with the cowhide soft riding boots he specially bought, Han Chuang has regained the image of the best son of the turbidity in the past, which provokes the girls in the market town to keep flattering him.

Of course, the angry eyes of the men are indispensable.

It's January now, a season when spring flowers are blooming and the grass grows and warblers fly, but you can sit on the Forgotten Peak Mountain, which is still covered with snow.

A gust of wind blew, and instead of the fragrance of peach blossoms, it was as cold as a knife—a knife made of ice.

Entering the valley where I usually lived, the cold wind calmed down slightly, the cold lake rippled in the breeze, a pair of cold birds slid against the water, and the tall trees inserted into the center of the lake seemed to have some signs of recovery, and some delicate shoots began to be drawn from the branches, although they were as fragile as babies, but after all, people felt a rare spring breath.

Even the wind has become a lot warmer, gentle like a lover's breath.

The first thing he saw was two figures standing in front of the wooden house.

Two slender, slender figures.

The figure of two women.

As if he saw the most precious thing in his life, Han Chuang rushed out like lightning, grabbed the two women, and hugged them in his arms.

Nie Qingqing was fine, but after struggling, she was lost in this warm embrace, while Liu Qingfu was apricot and red, her body kept writhing, but she was hugged tighter by Han Chuang.

It wasn't until Nie Qingqing noticed that something was wrong that he stepped on Han Chuang's feet, only to hear the sound of "Wow!", Han Chuang held his feet and retreated, staring at Nie Qingqing helplessly, and said, "What are you stepping on me for?"

Nie Qingqing snorted, and the corners of her pretty mouth rose slightly, hooking up an arc that was not easy to be discovered.

"Who let you take advantage of us. The girl's tone was as stubborn as her character, so stubborn that Han Chuang couldn't laugh or cry.

"I," he gritted his teeth, and said loudly, "I just can't help it." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Liu Qingfu, but even Nie Qingqing lowered his head and took a sip, and muttered a sentence of "color blank" in his mouth.

Liu Qingfu was older after all, and she was Han Chuang's senior sister, so she quickly reacted and said, "Don't stand at the door, go in first, and then talk about it when you go in." As he spoke, he pulled Han Chuang and walked into the house.

Han Chuang saw a brazier at the door, and the fire in the basin was three inches high, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "You won't let me pass the brazier." ”

Nie Qingqing's brows furrowed, and he said angrily, "What's the matter?" ”

Han Chuang hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, it's good, it's good." ”

The ritual of stepping over the brazier reminded Han Chuang of the prisoners who had been released from prison in his previous life, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

Seeing Han Chuang's deflated appearance, Liu Qingfu couldn't help but cover her mouth lightly, and said with a smile: "Step over the brazier, sweep away the bad luck, you can leave quickly." ”

Han Chuang couldn't bear to disappoint the two girls, so he crossed over the brazier.

Don't say it, the moment the body crossed the brazier, an abnormal feeling really rose in my heart, as if the whole body was a lot better.

Helian Mo and Lin Ping sat at the big table for dinner, looking at Han Chuang with a smile on their faces, the food was placed on the table, and the steaming heat seemed to be waiting for the return of the master.

Han Chuang couldn't help but sour his eyes, and said, "Actually, you don't have to-"

He wanted to say that there was no need to make such a big fanfare, and it was not a glorious thing to come out of the water prison, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Ping, who had always been less silent.

"It's rightly so, you're in a water prison for my sake. Lin Ping stopped, suddenly got up and hugged Han Chuang, and the moment the two of them staggered, Han Chuang heard an untraceable thank you.

It is not a simple matter to make someone as arrogant as Lin Ping say "thank you", at least Han Chuang has never been treated like this before

- He couldn't help but hug Lin Ping tighter.

Nie Qingqing's joking voice suddenly sounded: "Yo, I said that the two masters should not report it, I don't know, do you think you have any ulterior relationship?"

As soon as these words came out, the two immediately pushed each other away with disgust.

"Who has any ulterior relationship with him?"

"How could I have an unspeakable relationship with him?"

The two looked at each other the same, snorted coldly at the same time, and turned their heads away.

Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

At this time, Su Wanyun suddenly leaned out of the kitchen and said, "Brother Han is back? Wait a minute, the meal will start soon." ”

Han Chuang's eyes lit up, at this moment, Su Wanyun was wearing a square scarf, a sky-blue coarse cloth apron tied around her waist, and there were still two handfuls of oil left on her cheeks, but all this did not affect her beauty and dignity, as if giving her a kind of shyness of a small jasper.

When moderation and shyness appear in a woman at the same time, the two different temperaments merge into a thrilling beauty that is ordinary and intoxicating.

Han Chuang glanced at Helian Mo with bad intentions, but saw that this guy's eyes were already staring, and he couldn't help but say angrily and annoyedly: "Okay, brother, don't look at it, there will be time for you to watch it in the future." ”

As soon as these words came out, Rao couldn't help but blush.

When Lin Ping saw it, he couldn't help but joke: "Helian, why is your face so red?"

Helian Mo glared at him fiercely and said angrily: "Lao Tzu can't get drunk!"

Han Chuang pouted and smiled, "But we haven't started drinking yet." ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

This kind of joyful and refreshing laughter ran through the whole dinner, and between the staggered scenes, the people at the table were also a little drunk, but after all, they were all warriors with strong self-control, although they drank a lot, but they were not drunk.

Liu Qingfu looked at Han Chuang, who was frequently raising wine, and couldn't help asking, "Senior Brother Han, Yue Qianheng didn't do anything to you, right?"

Everyone immediately fell silent, and all eyes were focused on Han Chuang.

Nie Qingqing was even more nervous, although she knew that Yue Qianheng was using the method of poisoning, although she knew that poisoning was almost useless to Han Chuang, although she saw Han Chuang sitting in front of her intact, but the woman's heart was still uneasy, as if she didn't get the word peace from Han Chuang's mouth, her heart would not be at peace.

Han Chuang smiled slightly, took a sip of wine to himself, and said with a smile: "Actually, it's nothing, Yue Qianheng just instructed the chef to poison me." ”

"What! He really dares to do this?!" Liu Qingfu was angry and anxious, and even hated her father a little, if it wasn't for Liu Hengbo repeatedly assuring him that Han Chuang was safe, she wouldn't give up her plan to visit in the water prison;