With a stomach full of doubts, Xiao Yunhe walked back to his room in such a daze.

But to Xiao Yunhe's surprise, he didn't know when, there was one more person in his room.

"Is it a knife senior?" Suddenly, what was waiting for him in the room was the old knife, and Xiao Yunhe, who was taken aback, almost didn't have respect for him.

"Am I so inferior? Or is your list getting smaller all of a sudden?" the old knife glanced at Xiao Yunhe, and there was a hint of banter on that old face.

"Senior Dao, when did you come?" Xiao Yunhe was stunned, but he still remembered and walked into the room.

"Why don't you come in quickly, it's interesting to be a person outside, or do you want to fight against others with your skills behind you?" The old knife's eyes glanced at Xiao Yunhe's shoulder, and the banter on his face became even stronger.

"Huh?" Xiao Yunhe was stunned again, he followed the gaze of the old knife, looked up and down his body, only to find that he not only couldn't keep up in Ghana, but his chest and back, especially his head, were covered with a thick layer of snowflakes by the howling blizzard, and the whole person became a pure white snowman.

Xiao Yunhe hurriedly shook off the snow that had been occupied on his body, shook his hair again, and shook off the pulsatilla-like snow on his hair, at this time, he finally aroused the next action that he should have done the most and should have been completed early, and jumped into the house in a flash, and the two died in the back, and with a "snap", the door was finally closed.

Although Xiao Yunhe was already considered to be normal at this time, but after such a long time of snow covering, he was not a stone and wood without the slightest temperature, and at this time, his body was still wet with melted ice and snow, especially Xiao Yunhe's hair, at this moment, in the warm room, some of the remaining snow flakes quickly melted away, and began to stretch down the water droplets along Xiao Yunhe's hair.

Xiao Yunhe felt that there had never been a day in his life when he thought of being so wolf today. The shock I received during this day, the opportunity and frequency of my stunned mind, definitely hit the highest peak in my life. At least, it has been more than ten years of life until now.

The old knife stood there and looked at Xiao Yunhe quietly, watching him hurriedly deal with more and more water stains on his body, while he didn't know where he pulled out the towel from the stupid oh i I wiped it out and it was already infiltrated by the water stains after wiping it for a few times, but Xiao Yunhe still had a strand of hair.

The old knife looked at Xiao Yunhe funny, and it wasn't until Xiao Yunhe finally packed up in a hurry that he finally opened his mouth.

"You've been practicing well in the past half a month, right? I didn't expect you to be really different, this practice is different from everyone else. I saw that you didn't breathe or have a heartbeat, and I thought you kid had burped! I didn't expect you to stand up so quickly again!

Looking at the old knife with a sound gaze but as if he was looking at a novel animal, Xiao Yunhe could only smile bitterly, and the hair on his temples was still dripping down.

"Wait!Senior!" Xiao Yunhe watched helplessly as the old knife was making his own jokes, and suddenly he was stunned again, and then shouted in a loud voice.

"What's the matter? What nerves do you kid have?" An old knife who was close to the old knife was interrupted by Xiao Yunhe, and looked at Xiao Yunhe with some reluctance and asked.

"Senior, you say...... ......You say half a month? Did I hear me right?" Xiao Yunhe looked at the old knife in shock and asked in disbelief.

"That's right, it's half a month!" The old knife nodded as a matter of course, and then looked at Xiao Yunhe, whose face had changed drastically as if he had seen a ghost, and suddenly said, "Shouldn't you be one, you are just taking a nap after practicing this time?"

"Half ...... ......Half a month? I actually ...... Half a month......" Xiao Yunhe finally heard the answer of the old knife, and opened his mouth for a while, almost biting his tongue.

He never thought that half a month had passed at this time.

In his perception, he really didn't realize that so much time had passed.

In his perception, the memory of a qiē still stays on the morning when he sat cross-legged and practiced. In his thoughts, counting the time when the Yuan Shen woke up before him and then cracked the Xuan Ice Qi in his body, no matter how he calculated, it was only more than half a day's work, and it wouldn't be more than a day. Who knows, half a month has passed now.

"It's not half a month! You kid is silent, and all of a sudden you will become a dead man! The old brothers of Nicobar were frightened, and they hurried to the general of the arrow early in the morning, and after the general came, you kid was still a dead man. If it weren't for the eldest lady who helped you later, now you kid, maybe you would still be sitting here as a stone statue!" the old knife pointed to the place where Xiao Yunhe was sitting cross-legged before and said.

"Miss?" The three words that Lao Dao said casually made Xiao Yunhe suddenly think of the woman in black who made her have a good chance to make a day in a day.

"Senior, the eldest lady you are talking about can't be the woman in black I saw today, right?" Xiao Yunhe asked tentatively, although he had probably roughly confirmed this conjecture in his heart.

"That's right, have you seen her? she's the only daughter of our general, if she hadn't helped you this time, you wouldn't have succeeded in cultivating so easily. Don't look at me, I don't have your kid's martial arts now, and it's the first time I've seen your kid's weird practice method, but your kid's condition, the general told me according to his eyebrows...... "The old knife suddenly became a talker, and he talked to Xiao Yunhe.

She ...... Is she really the general's daughter?" Xiao Yunhe asked incredulously.

He couldn't believe that the woman in black with such unfathomable strength could actually be Yu Wenxuan's daughter. If that's the case, then what kind of strength does the woman in black who is not much older than herself have to fight a taxi? Martial King Jiupin? Or Martial Emperor? Or is it ......

"Why isn't she? When the eldest lady was young, my old knife still hugged her with my own hands! At that time, ...... talked about the old knife of Xingzhengnong, and I didn't know what unbearable past events I thought of at this time, and my face was elated, and there were more points, and I didn't say anything, so I stopped.

"Knife senior, senior?" Looking at the sudden look of peace on the old knife's face, Xiao Yunhe didn't know if he had said something wrong, and with some caution, he whispered to the old knife who had fallen into his own painful memories.

"It's nothing! You kid have a good rest, the general may take you to the court in two days, you prepare more in the past few days, it's indecent, what kind of basket will come out then!"

"Senior, that Miss Yu Wenqing...... She...... She and the Great General...... ...... they" Xiao Yunhe asked in a hesitant manner, although in his heart, this qualification question had been a long, long time.

The old knife's hands were already pressed on the door frame at this moment, and when he heard Xiao Yunhe's words, he stopped.

"General...... And the eldest lady...... The two of them ......" the old knife said intermittently, and after saying such a broken sentence, he stopped slowly.

Xiao Yunhe faintly felt as if he had accidentally touched a mine, but at this time, he couldn't help the irrepressible curiosity in his heart, and he didn't dare to urge Lao Dao to immediately say the few words that had not yet been spoken, so he had to look at Lao Dao like this, and the two moods of wanting to listen but not daring to listen were intertwined in the new issue, faintly, Xiao Yunhe actually had a trace of nervousness.

"General...... And the eldest lady...... The two of them ...... "The old knife didn't want to tell the secret he wanted to know the most as he expected in his heart, but repeated the few intermittent sentences he had said before, and then, there was no follow-up.

Xiao Yunhe didn't dare to urge even more, for fear that if he said one more word at this time, he might scare back the words of the old knife that he hadn't had time to say again, his two hands clenched into fists, and in the palms of his hands, there was a slight feeling of wetness.

"General...... And the eldest lady...... The two of them ......" The old knife repeated the sentence he had repeated twice before, and repeated it a third time.

However, just when Xiao Yunhe thought that the old knife was going to end up like him twice before, the old knife actually opened his mouth again.

And this time, it's no longer the same headless and brainless scattered sentences as the previous three times.

"The two of them...... ...... year ...... back then," said this, but the old knife suddenly sighed, "How can you blame the general for what happened back then? He didn't have a choice...... Lady she ...... She's not wrong...... She...... She's just miserable...... The lives of both of them...... It's all bitter...... It's all fate...... It's all fate......"

The old knife was completely caught in his own thoughts, muttering to himself, every word he said, Xiao Yunhe could hear it clearly, but these words were connected, but Xiao Yunhe couldn't figure out what the old knife was talking about.

"Senior...... You ......" Xiao Yunhe really doesn't know what kind of reaction he should make now, which can be regarded as appropriate and appropriate.

"Boy, don't ask more, you should know, you'll know. You shouldn't know it, but if you do, it's just adding to your troubles. The old knife let out a long sigh, and after saying such a sentence that made Xiao Yunhe even more confused, he shook his head, pressed his hand on the door frame for a long time, and finally opened the door with force.

As soon as the door opened, there was still snow outside. The howling cold wind blew into the house, and Xiao Yunhe, who had already adapted to the warm environment like spring, couldn't help but shiver at something.

The old knife stepped out and landed on the snow outside, making a crunching sound.

"It's not been peaceful outside these days, so don't go out again. Stay at home well, and in the future, the general and everyone else will hand it over to you!" The old knife glanced back at Xiao Yunhe, and the other foot also collapsed after him.

The door was shut, and the blizzard outside the house was blocked from the door. Without the direct erosion of the cold wind, the charcoal fire in the house continued to burn vigorously, and the temperature inside the house slowly became warm again.

Xiao Yunhe didn't hear the secret he wanted to know most, at this moment, he sat slowly on the edge of the bed, looking at the traces left by sitting cross-legged before, and didn't speak.

Looking towards the chaos before and after his cultivation, towards Yu Wenxuan's lonely and desolate back before leaving, and towards the incomparably gloomy look of the old knife before leaving, although Xiao Yunhe had not really learned the truth, he could also imagine that it would definitely not be a pleasant thing for Han Sen. The secret that can make so many people depressed, once revealed, especially in front of an outsider like himself, must be a very cruel thing, especially for Yu Wenxuan...... And the woman in black named Yu Wenqing......

Thinking of this, Xiao Yunhe suddenly thought of the woman in black who was colder than the real ice and snow, and thought of the strange room that was much colder and colder than the ice and snow outside, even in the room......

Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten. Even if it is a big husband like Yu Wenxuan, it is inevitable that there will be such sad things that he doesn't want to mention......

Xiao Yunhe, who was in a hurry, suddenly felt that the fire of gossip that had been burning in his heart had been extinguished at this moment, and he didn't know when, so extinguished that he couldn't even find a little bit of ashes.

And there are some heavy and sour things in his heart, but they can't be explained, so they are pressed in his heart. The joy of being able to break through because of the success of cultivation has also weakened a lot.

Winter...... Cold ...... And it's not just the weather......

The next day, the snowstorm that had been falling for many days finally stopped.

Xiao Yunhe got up early, and before the sun rose from the sky in the east, Xiao Yunhe was already dressed and opened the door.

Just like Xiao Yunhe had observed in the house before, the continuous snowstorm outside had finally stopped completely.

Although the sun has not really risen in the eastern sky, a line of sunrise dyed pale red has already appeared on the horizon due east.

Looking at the sky overhead, the dull color that was half gray and half white that had been in the air before was gone, although the sky at this moment did not see the clear blue sky that was more common in autumn, but it could also be seen that the sky at this time was much clearer than before.

The blizzard is really over.

Most of the Pu Cong in the General's Mansion are veterans who served in the crew before, and they retired to fill their positions. The routine of military personnel is strict, and most of them have early habits. At this moment, the morning light was faint, Xiao Yunhe felt that he was already angry, but he didn't want many servants in the house to have already gotten up, sweeping the thick snow in the yard.

Xiao Yunhe was very unaccustomed to watching others work but was idle, and when he saw that there were a few sisters-in-law next to him who had not been used for a long time, he immediately walked over, grabbed it with one hand, and began to sweep it in front of his door.

Unexpectedly, this move was seen by several servants not far away. Several servants looked at Xiao Yunhe, who "loves labor", in a daze, but immediately a servant ran over in a panic, and snatched back the broom that had just been swept a few times from Xiao Yunhe, who was still immersed in labor enthusiasm.

"Childe, how dare you work on the child's daughter in such a lowly job? Go back to the house and rest, don't freeze you on such a cold day!" The servant looked at the old man, and there was still a little frost on his gray beard because of Hu Qi, and he grabbed the broom snatched from Xiao Yunhe's hand grandmaly, and persuaded Xiao Yunhe bitterly, and persuaded Xiao Yunhe to go back to the room.

"Since you've already gotten up, what else are you going to do? Anyway, being idle is idle, such a thick snow, one more person has more strength, anyway, it's not a great job, uncle, let me do it!" Xiao Yunhe didn't want to be a gentleman who didn't work hard like this, although he didn't want to be a fool of the old servant's robbery, but he didn't intend to give up his labor opportunity this time, and tried to snatch the broom back from him.

In Xiao Yunhe's life for more than ten years, he has always had a hard time. Everywhere is looked down upon, bullied from time to time, although it is from the Xu family, but he has never enjoyed the treatment of everyone's son, let alone the consciousness of being a family's son, this kind of cleaning work under cigarettes, when he was with Master Su Liusha, I don't know how many times he was willing, and at this moment, he naturally didn't regard this as a big deal, just a natural habitual action.

But the old servant couldn't understand Xiao Yunhe's peculiar habit of locking Yang Cheng in the first half of his life, and he clutched the broom tightly, just not intending to meet Xiao Yunhe's labor requirements.

Xiao Yunhe never thought that this old servant would be more persistent than himself, and he couldn't even persuade him, looking at the fact that because of the politics on his side, several servants who had already attracted work over there also rushed over to join the army of persuasion, Xiao Yunhe could only shake his head, gave up the idea of continuing to work, shook his head, and turned to leave.

He didn't want to attract a large crowd of onlookers because of something that could not be swept away. What's more, the place where he is now is not his home. In such a strange place, he has a quiet personality, and he doesn't want to become the focus of public opinion just after relying on it.