Soon after. There was still light snow in the sky, and thick dark clouds were pressing. It was afternoon, but it was as dark as night.

Fang Xing's brother and sister braved the snow to enter Beiyuan City and came to the Fang family's inner mansion.

The Fang Mansion sounds like a mansion of a wealthy family, but in fact, as a place for the inner disciples of the Fang family to live and practice, it is more like a university in terms of functional facilities and the scale of the area.

After entering the gate, you will cross a long street lined with cedars on both sides, cross a few inconsequential buildings along the way, turn to the bridge, and cross a koi pond to reach a flat and open martial arts arena.

At this time, the Fang Xing brothers and sisters had just entered the gate, and they were still walking on the long street covered by cedars.

There is snow on the road, and you can crunch when you step on it.

Fang Yuanshu specially picked the place where no one had stepped on the footprints, and jumped left and right, like a rabbit scurrying around.

"Brother, you go slowly, wait for me!" Seeing Fang Xing walking normally, she also complained and pouted.

"Good, good." Fang Xing also simply slowed down and let his sister walk in front.

His sister has always been a person who pays attention to clothing and makeup, and often changes her clothes and hairstyle in a different way, and she doesn't know who she is dressed for.

Today, Fang Yuanshu changed to an elegant double beard flying fairy bun, matching her fairy face, which looked quite fairy.

It's just that every time she jumps like this, the pair of hair mustaches on her head can follow her several times, and the fairy who floats out of the dust makes her pretend to be a little girl with no heart.

"Haha." Seeing this situation, the corners of Fang Xing's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

In the snowy season, the quiet campus seems to be frozen in this time, accompanied by the girl.

Although the sky is dark and gloomy, it still makes people feel happy and warm.

In a trance, he thought he was back in that calm world.

"How good this life is. What's the point of competing with others? Fang Xing was once again glad about his choice. If he was still as sharp as Long Aotian, how could he live such a happy and comfortable life now?

Merely...

"The Fang family is really quiet today, I haven't even met an inner disciple, it's so different from usual." As he walked, Fang Xing suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

At this time, there should have been a lot of inner disciples who had left class to go out of the house from this long street to play. Why is it so quiet today?

There was no one to be seen on the road, except for a flock of white-rumped winter finches that had made their home here, chirping in the cedar trees on either side of the road, as if to welcome him.

"Where have all the people gone?" He's not feeling good.

The two of them unconsciously walked out of the long cedar-shaded street, and then turned a corner at the end of the road, and walked to the head of the carp pond bridge, where the front was suddenly enlightened.

After crossing this Lichi Bridge, there is a martial arts arena in front of you.

I saw a sea of people on the martial arts arena, but the air was terrifyingly quiet.

Fang Buqun and the family elders, as well as the heads of the families and sects of the major families in Beiyuan County, all stood tall and solemn at the front at this time.

And the inner disciples of the Fang family not only gathered here with them, but also stood in two phalanxes on the left and right in an orderly manner, leaving a path in the middle through the martial arts arena and reaching the main hall of the council hall.

And on this road, which was welcomed by the inner disciples, even the red carpet had been paved. At first glance, it looks like a grand wedding ceremony. But the restrained appearance of the people present who "dare not speak loudly and are afraid of the heavenly people" makes this place look like the scene of the enthronement ceremony.

"Oops." Of course, this is not a wedding scene, some enthronement ceremony.

Because at this moment, the huge immortal boat painted with the flying sword coat of arms of the Hanging Sword Pavilion had slowly fallen down on the empty martial arts arena, in front of the people who were lined up to welcome them.

"It's... Welcome to the Immortals! Fang Xing's face darkened.

The envoy of the Hanging Sword Pavilion has already arrived?

What the! Didn't you say that the envoy of the Hanging Sword Pavilion still had 8 days to come? Why come to work now!

He didn't have time to think about the reason behind this: "Yuan Shu, let's go!" ”

"I'm afraid the elders don't have time to read my business plan, so let's go home first and come back in a few days."

Fang Xing didn't want to stay here for a second. He grabbed his sister's hand and turned around to take her out of the place.

"Wait! Brother..."Fang Yuanshu stared at the immortal boat, his eyes filled with excitement.

She thought of what the god operator said: The hidden dragon is out of the abyss, and the general trend has been achieved. As long as you move with the times and follow the trend, there will naturally be someone who can cure Fang Xing's disease.

Fang Yuanshu never knew when this "time" would arrive, and who the destined person who could cure her brother was.

And at this moment, when she accidentally bumped into the Hanging Sword Messenger who arrived in Beiyuan here, she couldn't help but think: "Could it be that they are the destined people of Brother Fang Xing?" ”

The hidden dragon comes out of the abyss, when at this time; The time has come, take off today?!

The little girl was excited. She couldn't help but persuade Fang Xing: "Brother, we're all here..."

"Why don't we stay here and see the demeanor of the envoys on the hanging sword? If you're lucky, maybe you'll get a few chances? ”

"What a chance!" Fang Xing retorted casually: "There are hundreds of people standing on this martial arts arena, how can the Hanging Sword Envoy notice the two of us?" ”

Truly. Now the eyes of the audience are focused on the hanging sword immortal boat;

The eyes of the sword envoys on the immortal boat were also focused on Fang Buqun and the others who greeted them.

It is equivalent to a hot sports meeting being held on the school playground, and the Fang Xing brothers and sisters are standing alone outside the playground, and there is a stone bridge far away... Who can notice them on top of this fairy festival?

The game camera swept over from this position, and it was estimated that they could not capture the faces of the two spectators outside the stadium.

"Even if we stand in this life, we won't have any chances. Yuan Shu, you usually don't read more about mortal cultivation of immortals and waste wood counterattacks. Fang Xing casually taught his sister a lesson, and at the same time led her to turn around and run.

"Hey, brother..."Fang Yuanshu turned around in three steps, really hesitating to the extreme.

said that her brother had a big chance, why was there just some signs now, and this opportunity was about to be avoided by Fang Xing?

As the saying goes, a person's success depends not only on the process of fate, but also on personal efforts.

So should she exert her subjective initiative and help her brother take the initiative to fight for opportunities, or continue to do nothing and wait for the gears of fate to turn on their own?

The gears of fate always have to be pushed by one person after another.

If she doesn't push now, will the gears continue to turn?

Is it man who makes destiny, or is fate who shapes man?

"Ahhh What the hell am I supposed to do? As the content of his thinking became more and more philosophical, Fang Yuanshu dizzed himself.

Fang Xing had already dragged her back a few steps, and when he saw it, he was about to turn a corner and completely disappear at the end of the entrance of this martial arts arena, so that everyone couldn't see him.

And at this moment, the hanging sword envoy on the immortal boat, and the disciples on the martial arts field, no one has noticed the situation here.

"Did I guess wrong?" Fang Yuanshu was finally disappointed: "Brother's chance, shouldn't it be today?" ”

"Whew..."Fang Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be a false alarm!" As long as I keep a low profile in time, how can those sword messengers care about me as an inconspicuous passer-by? ”

That's what they're thinking...

"Whew-" A cyclone surged in the air.

The snow that had been falling for days stopped.

To be precise, there is only a small piece of sky above Fang Xing and Fang Yuanshu's heads, and it doesn't snow anymore.

The thick dark cloud that was clumping over everyone's heads suddenly tore open a crack just right.

The sunlight pierced the darkness, casting an incomparably dazzling light between this dark and gloomy world.

This beam of light is like a staircase extending down from heaven, and it is like a spotlight on the stage, making everything that this light illuminates so eye-catching and distinctive.

"See the sun? What a good omen! "People are subconsciously looking at each other.

Including those hanging sword messengers who have just gotten off the immortal boat.

Those monks with more sensitive senses could see from afar that between this dark world, the only thing shrouded in light was:

"Fang Xing, Fang Yuanshu?"

Fang Xing: "......"

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The second is more early tomorrow.

It turned out that the writing was really bad, but I didn't realize it when I wrote it.

After thinking about it for a day, I changed the process of plot cohesion, and it took a lot of work. Treat it as my pigeon today...