Xia Zhician waited until the fire in the temple began to turn from high to low, and many of the original dilapidated walls collapsed under the fire, and even the strongest hall had a few broken walls that were burned black.

The only thing left in the courtyard was the spark, which was still sparkling, and there was a sharp cracking sound as black smoke smoked from the side.

"It should be fine......

Before he could finish his words, he saw an inconspicuous dirt bag bulging out of the burned gate, because there were black marks all around, so the dirt bag was very inconspicuous.

But Xia Zhicicada still saw it at a glance.

Suddenly, his heart trembled, almost a knee-jerk reaction that he didn't have time to think, he first pushed away Nan Er, who was standing next to him with his back to the temple, and then shook his sleeve robe.

Boom!!

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, Nan Er was forcefully pushed out by Xia Zhicicada in front, and the sound of the inconspicuous dirt bag exploding was behind.

It was so charred that he could barely make out a humanoid thing coming out from under the dirt bag, and sparks were falling from his body from time to time, but that didn't stop him in his tracks.

The figure rushed towards Xia Zhician extremely quickly, he raised his hands that had lost his forearms, and inserted them very hard, while opening the fangs in his mouth to bite at the same time.

It was supposed to be the white-haired zombie, but now it was a hairless black monkey, all black and black, and in some places there were carbon blocks that were constantly burning with flames.

With red eyes, he showed his last revenge on the careless Xia Zhicicada.

Airplanes!

Xia Zhicicada raised his hand is a sword aura.

The reason why he didn't choose the more powerful Cinnabar Yellow Fu was just because the Yellow Fu had been urging for too long, and now the situation had reached the point of 100,000 urgency, and it was too late.

Boom!

The sword qi accurately stabbed on the acupuncture point on the zombie's chest, leaving a deep pit visible to the naked eye in his hard-as-iron skin, but even this attack did not stop the zombie.

Airplanes!

Another sword roar.

However, this time it was not from Xia Zhicicada, but from a distance behind him, and this time it was not an invisible sword qi, but a real flying sword.

The wooden sword is three feet long, and there is no blade to cut the dragon.

The peachwood sword flew out, and it stabbed into the zombie's chest at an extremely fast speed, I don't know if it was intentional or accidental, the position where this sword pierced was exactly where Xia Zhicicada's sword qi left traces before.

Poof--The wooden sword passed through the body, without a trace of nostalgia. With the sound, the zombie didn't have time to react, and fell directly to the ground, gradually turning into ashes.

The wind blows in the winter night, taking away all the last remaining black ashes, and I don't know where it will go or which land it will nourish in the end.

The peachwood sword flew over, bent in midair, and spun around before flying back into the man's hand.

"It deserves to be a ...... of the Ascending Realm"

Xia Zhician looked at the traces of black coke on the ground, and he and Nan Er worked hard for a long time, and together with the spiritual idol, they failed to completely eliminate the white-haired zombie. And the sword of the Ascending Hall Realm was as simple as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Of course, that's because the white-haired zombie has been almost consumed by Xia Zhicicada and the three of them before, so it was easy to be killed by a sword.

But that's just an excuse.

Xia Zhician knew very well in his heart that although the sword just now seemed ordinary and did not have any powerful power, even if the white-haired zombie was in its heyday, I am afraid that it would not be able to stop this sword.

"Oh, you almost didn't fall to my death......"

Nan Er turned his back to the temple gate, and didn't see everything that happened at all, but he was suddenly pushed out by Xia Zhicicada, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

He rubbed his back, there were a few small gravels on the ground, and it was a real ache when he fell just now.

"You can rest well."

Xia Zhician just said casually, and then didn't look at Nan Er on the ground at all, and didn't even intend to reach out to help him, but walked straight into the distance.

On the side of the path in the distance, a white dress stood quietly.

"Xia Zhicicada, your ...... of stepping on a horse"

Nan Er glanced back, and then could only swallow the dirty words in his mouth indignantly, and muttered in a low voice:

"Forgetful fellow."

……

On the side of the mountain and forest path, the woman in white put her little hands behind her back, her fingers gently intertwined, and she lowered her head a little weakly, counting the small stones at her feet.

Xia Zhician walked to her side and looked at the woman who didn't dare to speak, he didn't rush to say hello, he raised his head and looked at the scenery with no scenery in the distance.

The wind on a winter night is very strong, and I don't know whose heartstrings have been upset inadvertently.

The woman was speechless, lowered her head and did not speak, her small hands behind her back became more and more forceful, and her knuckles were a little white.

The man pretended not to know, and also did not speak, he just quietly looked at the woman's side face with the corner of his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was also suppressed as much as possible.

Boom - the war drums in the sky sounded, and then as the drums beat from far and near, the wind around them began to spin and dance rapidly.

A black cloud floated over everyone's heads, rolling with the thunder.

Tick –

A drop of rain falls.

Falling into the scorched temple, into the dancing sparks, into the dry blades of grass, into the hair of men and women.

Xia Zhician took out an oil-paper umbrella from his sleeve robe, opened it casually, and put the umbrella on top of his and the woman's heads.

It was an ordinary oil-paper umbrella bought from the side of the road, and if it was held by one person, it would just be able to block all the wind and rain.

If it's two people, they either need to be very close together, or someone needs to stand outside the umbrella with sacrifice.

Jiang Qin listened to the sound of the raindrops above her head hitting the oil-paper umbrella, which seemed to be urging her voice, asking her to give up her little daughter and speak out boldly.

She moved her steps in the direction of Xia Zhicicada a little crampedly, shortening the distance between the two people.

"Xia Zhi Cicada ......"

She didn't know what to say, and the words she had planned in her heart seemed to magically disappear, from a tirade to a piece of rice paper so white that there were no ink spots.

I could only open my mouth and subconsciously call his name.

"Hmm."

Xia Zhician looked at the woman like a frightened rabbit, even if she heard her call her name, she didn't hurry back, just simply replied with a nasal voice.

"I ...... I ......"

Jiang Qin's little hands stirred together, and she pouted and wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

I shouldn't have said goodbye without saying goodbye, I'm really sorry for not taking your feelings into account, because Master was urging me too urgently, so I forgot to say goodbye to you in a hurry. I promise it won't happen again, so hopefully you can ......

This is the rhetoric she prepared before meeting Xia Zhicicada, first admitting her mistakes, and then attributing the reasons for the mistakes to her master, and throwing off the pot first.

I don't know if the immortal who was far away on the top of Dragon and Tiger Mountain knew that his precious apprentice was actually ready to say this, would he call the woman a big man.

"I ......"

Master is sorry, and I will apologize to you when I go back.

Jiang Qin was about to speak, but as soon as she looked up, she saw Xia Zhiciao's indifferent eyes, and the words that she had finally remembered were instantly forgotten, and she could only say in an aggrieved tone:

"I was wrong."

Xia Zhician originally planned to give Jiang Qin some looks with a straight face, but as soon as he heard the woman's soft voice full of guilt and grievances, his heart softened suddenly.

He looked at the woman's weeping appearance, and could only reach out and pinch her cheek, with a soft smile on his face.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, how did you become a little crybaby......"

"I ......"

Jiang Qin saw Xia Zhicicada smiling, the grievances in her heart did not decrease but became more, she could no longer control the tears in the corners of her eyes, stretched out her hands to grab the man's clothes, and buried her face in the other party's chest.

"Well, you said you were a crybaby, and you really cried. Is it who has wronged you? I was wronged and told me that I beat him with peach blossoms all over his face. ”

Jiang Qin was just uncontrollable for a while, she listened to the half-joking voice of the man in her ear, and her originally excited mood slowly settled down.

"I ...... I want to apologize. ”

The woman said truthfully.

Xia Zhician held an oil-paper umbrella with one hand and gently patted her back with the other.

"Apologies are ...... with mouths"

As he spoke, he cupped the woman's pink cheek with his hand, meeting her blank eyes at a distance audible of breath, and pressed his fingers against her chin, so that she could not dodge his gaze at all.

"But it's not a matter of saying."

Jiang Qin's face flushed, of course she understood what the other party meant. So he grabbed Xia Zhiciao's shoulders with both hands, and lifted his toes vigorously to shorten the distance between the two people.

His eyes were closed, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly. The hands that grabbed his shoulders were even harder, and there were faint green tendons on the backs of his white hands.

leaned over with an almost death-defying momentum, which made Xia Zhician feel angry and funny.

He was not in a hurry, and even leaned back so that Jiang Qin, who was leaning over on tiptoe, could not touch him.

Jiang Qin, who had done his best, found that he hadn't touched anything he should have touched, so he quietly opened his eyes through a gap.

saw Xia Zhicicada's face close but untouchable, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Qin was ashamed, and a little anger swelled up in his heart.

People have tried so hard to apologize, don't you know how to cooperate? is still deliberately making things difficult for people here, what a real bad guy!

Xia Zhician kept staring at Jiang Qin's face, even if it was a small expression, he could catch it, not to mention Jiang Qin's obvious coquettishness.

So he let go of the hand holding the oil-paper umbrella at great speed, and then slid down the curve of Jiang Qin's back, skimming her slender waist and supporting her round flesh.

Jiang Qin was directly supported by his hands, and his toes were completely off the ground. Before she could resist, she was gagged by Xia Zhicicada in the most direct way.

"Hmm......"

The oil-paper umbrella stood out of thin air, blocking the wind and rain outside for the two of them, and also covering the beautiful scenery under the umbrella.

The rain is all over the place, and the whispers under the umbrella are continuous.

I don't know how long it has been, until the rain clears and the clouds clear.

The night sky after the rain is so clean, and the crescent moon like a woman's eyebrows hangs on the curtain of stars, releasing a soft light.

The new year came quietly, without disturbing anyone, and the firecrackers rang out in the village at the foot of the mountain in the distance, but the sound could not be heard in the mountain forest.

Quiet, so quiet that you could only hear each other's heartbeats.

Jiang Qin's toes hanging in the air finally fell to the ground, and she almost sat on the ground with weak legs, but fortunately, Xia Zhician still had a little conscience to support her.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, she was close to her beloved. In her previous life, she couldn't remember what it was like to celebrate the New Year since she left her mother's side.

Now, it is as if what has been missing in my heart has been completely filled, and no matter how many years have passed, it will never fade and disappear.

"Jiang Qin ......"

The man was obviously clinging to her, but he still liked to call her name, and after getting an affirmative answer, he whispered in the woman's ear:

"Happy New Year."

Jiang Qin was a little itchy by the hot air blowing in his ears, so he could only hide his cheeks to the side and poke his chest a few times with the tips of his slender fingers:

"Happy New Year......"

……

"What a good pair, the little junior brother is really blessed......"

I don't know how far away it is in the mountains and forests, Tsing Yi, who is holding an umbrella, is walking and whispering in his mouth.

He walked on the sheep intestine path, surrounded by dry and dead grass and trees, even on the first day of the new year, he could not feel a trace of happiness.

Only the sound of footsteps echoed softly in the mountain forest.

I don't know where the winter wind came from, bringing the man's extremely suppressed voice:

"It's going to be soon, it's going to be ......"