In the middle of the night, the weather began to blow strongly, shaking the windows and rattling, and the weather was cold to even lower, probably below freezing.

The next morning, Tal looked out the window, it was snowing, between the heavens and the earth, a snow-white, everywhere was snow, the snowflakes were still falling like torn pear petals, and there were still people walking on the road outside the window, but there were only a few.

Tal seemed to be in good spirits, looking at the snow by the window, and it seemed that he didn't have to go out today.

Yang Mingfeng had already gotten up and stepped on the snow downstairs, leaving one footprint after another, and by the way, he looked up and saw Tal by the window upstairs, smiling on his back and shouting to let it come down, the snow was not big, light and silent.

Tal smiled, also went downstairs, went to the gate to look at Yang Mingfeng, leaned against the door and smiled.

Yang Mingfeng saw that Tary's face seemed to be brighter than snow, his facial features were clear, and he had a cold luster like ice and snow against the snow skin.

A girl who is endearing but also feels unapproachable.

But when they first met, it was so easy-going and kind, willing to let Yang Mingfeng get close to him and put his arm around his waist, but Tal didn't allow him to do so now.

"You're my brother." Tal said.

Yang Mingfeng don't want to be his younger brother.

But Tal really seems to only want to regard him as a younger brother, and his gaze is like that of a sister looking at her brother, only cordial and gentle, without loving affection.

Yang Mingfeng walked over and smiled: "Are you going out again today?" "It's snowing so hard, and you're going to meet your lover?

He thought that Tal must have someone outside, and someone in his heart, so he disdained him, and his heart was unhappy after all.

Tal glanced at him, "Don't go out." He turned around and sat down in the house, went to the kettle and poured a cup of hot tea, and when he saw Yang Mingfeng following up and sat down, he handed him the hot tea.

This surprised Yang Mingfeng again, and Tal poured tea for him, proving that he still had him in his eyes.

However, it's snowing, so don't go out if you don't go out. He held the hot tea in his hand and gently blew the steaming heat from the cup.

Father Ann sat on the edge of the living room, drinking hot tea and reading the newspaper, sometimes smiling at the two young men who were speechless.

In fact, the snow is not too cold, and the cold is when the snow becomes solid ice and is about to melt.

They all looked at the snowflakes fluttering outside the doors and windows, silently distracted.

Mother Ann was busy from the kitchen, bringing out egg noodles sprinkled with green onions and pouring lard, which was full of aroma, this was breakfast, holding a bowl and serving it for everyone.

It's cold, but eating a bowl of steaming noodles still makes you feel warm and cozy.

A small car of a very cool black model drove silently like a ghost, and then stopped on the side, neither in front of An's house nor in the door of Zhao's house next door, but on the road in the center of the two cities.

Across the activity area in front of the door, seven or eight meters away from their door, the car stopped, no one came out, as if it was unmanned, maybe there were people in the car, but they were waiting for something.

In this snowy weather, no one is outside anymore, except for the snow that is a little blinding.

This car entered the eyes of Tal and Yang Mingfeng, Yang Mingfeng's face immediately changed, he quickly ate several mouthfuls of noodles to suppress the shock, if he didn't recognize the car, was that Holy Lord Hago here?

The warm food in his stomach also seemed to bring Yang Mingfeng more courage, and then he stood up, glanced at Tal casually, and said, "I'll go out for a while." ”

"Don't go out." Tal's face was blank, as if he was displeased: "Finish the noodles." The tone was unmistakable, but it didn't eat a single noodle in the noodle bowl in front of it.

Yang Mingfeng looked at the parked car, his eyes were distracted, and he was soon sitting on pins and needles, did Hago come here to see his progress? If things don't go well, will Hago condemn his family?

Yang Mingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go out for a while." ”

"I'm not allowed to go out." Tal stood up, then walked to the door, and closed the large double-walled carved iron door directly at the door of the house, and before closing the door, it seemed to look out with indifference in its eyes.

"This kid, what is the door closed in broad daylight?" Mother Ann casually sneered.

"I'm cold." Tal immediately responded, and Ann said nothing.

Close the door, the cold outside the house is blocked outside, and indeed the house feels warmer, there is a window to let in the light, and the light inside the house will not be dim.

The door was closed, but there were large double windows with protective bars, and Tal went to stand by the window and watch the black car.

Tal stood there and watched, no one came out, and the snow fell, slowly coloring the car, and for a moment the roof was already a thin layer of white.

Yang Mingfeng finally finished his portion of noodles in three or two bites, and then came over to stand beside Tar, looking at the black car, and then looking at Tar's expression, he seemed to have a clear understanding, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know that he is here?" There was nervousness in his voice, and there was a hint of fright, the mysterious god Holy Lord.

"Hmm." Tal nodded indifferently.

"Can the door be closed to stop him?" Yang Mingfeng was embarrassed and asked helplessly.

Is it that this girl doesn't know how powerful Hago is. That's a super-powered god and holy lord.

"Don't go out if you stop you." Tal glanced at him and said lightly.

If Yang Mingfeng goes out, he will be affected by Hago's consciousness in two clicks, be afraid and frightened, and then obey.

Human willpower is too weak compared to Hago.

“。。。” Yang Mingfeng looked at it completely speechless. But seeing Talr seemed to be extremely calm.

It knew that Hago's life was wanted, and it was so calm?

"If he's going to come in." Yang Mingfeng didn't think that the gate of Anjia could stop this holy master, so he still asked worriedly.

Will that holy lord be angry, with the momentum of thunder, kick the door of Anjia, and then point a finger, and pinch all the people in this house into powder.

"He's not going to come in." Tal glanced at him and said in certainty.

It went back to the living room and sat down. An's mother was asking Tal, "You haven't eaten any noodles yet." ”

"Since that day I was cured by the immortals, he said that he saw that I had immortal roots, and asked to teach me Bigu first." Bigu is fasting. Tal found a reason.

Mother An was surprised and half-convinced, but it is an indisputable fact that her daughter healed overnight, that is, she was like a divine help, but she couldn't refute it, and she was dumbfounded for a while: "Then what do you see that fairy look like?" What a god. ”

"I don't see it, he only speaks in my dreams." Tal continued to make it up, anyway, An's mother had already wondered if the gods had cured it, so it could be said that so.

In order to avoid eating, it hid every day, and now it finally came up with such a fair excuse.

Mother An was stunned: "Then you want to cultivate immortals and become immortals in the future?" "Is that to leave the red dust behind and leave home? She thought far ahead, and couldn't accept it for a while.

Dare to love her worries are true, her daughter may leave her forever, and she can't help but panic again, like an old hen who always wants to spread her wings to protect her chickens, and not allow her children to stay away from her own protection.

"And you're going to leave us?" Mother An asked as if she was very annoyed, her brows tightly furrowed.

It seemed that an excuse would involve a lot of problems, and Tal was completely convinced, and responded in a low voice: "No." "The words spoken are more like promises.

Mother An saw that Tal didn't say it casually, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "As long as you don't leave me and your father, you say that Bigu will be fine, and if your body can't stand it, you still have to eat." "After all, how far away it is to become an immortal, even if there is a fairy to guide her, An's mother still thinks that only eating is a real and reassuring thing.

"Okay, don't worry." Tal smiled soothingly at her.

Yang Mingfeng seems to be stupid on the side, this girl actually wants to cultivate immortals and open the valley, he heard it right, is there a god in this world?

Xiuxian is like an excuse at all, it sounds like a joke, it's too illusory and unreal, it seems that this person named An Caixiu is still paranoid.

However, he immediately thought of Hago, the stern Lord who also claimed to be a god and dressed in modern clothes. That Lord has a miracle.

So are there any immortals in this world? Puzzled, he thought, this was a mystery.

In the past, the immortals were all wide-sleeved robes, with long hair fluttering, walking in the clouds, which could be recognized at a glance, so there are so many ancient fairy legends.

But now the gods conform to all beings, and their clothes and decorations are similar to those of today's people, and people can't recognize them when they hide their identities when they walk in the crowd.

Yang Mingfeng remembered that Hago had commented before.

The snow was still falling, and the snow on the roof of that Hargo looked like it was an inch thicker.

But he was still in the car, the windows were closed, and he couldn't see the car, so Yang Mingfeng didn't know what he was doing in the car.

But Tal stared at Yang Mingfeng and didn't allow him to go out.

But Yang Mingfeng actually listened.

"Will he be punished?" Yang Mingfeng was uneasy in his heart and asked suspiciously.

If you actually leave the gods outside and ignore them in the snow, will the Holy Lord be angry and then condemn him.

He remembered that Hago had been trapped in the car seat without moving a finger, which was incredible.

However, after waiting for a while, the scene he imagined that the Holy Lord would kick in the door did not appear.

Tal glanced at him again nonchalantly: "Remember, don't obey him in the future, and don't worship him." He can't do anything to you, you can only be your own savior, because you are who you are, be yourself, believe that no one can control you, and when he wants to do something to you, you will be determined to say no, because you are great in yourself, and there is nothing in this world that is worthy of your fear. ”

Yang Mingfeng didn't quite understand what Tal meant, which made him look dazed, but he remembered that someone often transmitted some knowledge to him beyond his comprehension, by the way, that was his eldest brother, and he used to often say something inexplicable to him.

"But." Yang Mingfeng thought to himself: You must think that the Holy Lord is as easy to deal with as me, but in front of him, I don't even have a chance to make a move, let alone you are a little girl.

Tarji poured another cup of hot tea, and took the newspaper that An's father had read without hurrying and slowly flipping through it.

Although the existence of Hago made Yang Mingfeng have no master of the six gods, he was shocked.

But as long as Yang Mingfeng didn't go out, Tal bet that Hago would never break into his house.

Hago's absolute knowledge must have been that Midaander was hiding in its home.

An's mother went to the kitchen to choose vegetables, An's father went to the bedroom to watch TV, the snowflakes outside persistently continued to add thickness to the white of the earth, and Yang Mingfeng sat and watched Tal.

But his phone rang stubbornly again, and it was Wu Hong who answered it, and Wu Hong had some coughs on the other end of the phone, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Wu Hong was still concerned about his son, saying that it was snowing, and asked Yang Mingfeng to go out, pay attention to the cold, don't freeze, if there is nothing wrong, come back early.

Yang Mingfeng promised one by one, feeling his mother's care, but thinking of his brother again, he couldn't help but moisten his eyes, snorted a few times, and raised his sleeve to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Turning his head, Tal handed him two tissues, looked at him warmly, smiled, but didn't ask anything.

"I just remembered my brother all of a sudden." Yang Mingfeng lowered his head and muttered an explanation.