In the early morning, the silence of the morning was broken by the crowing of the rooster, and the warm sunlight poured into the room through the window, and the quilt shone golden.

Li Yun opened his eyes, got up and stretched, his whole body was comfortable, and after a night's release, he felt refreshed.

"Uncle, are you awake," sensing the movement of the people around her, Xiao Rou opened her beautiful eyes with sleepy eyes.

"Well, yesterday was great."

"Hmph, that's of course, but uncle, your body is getting stronger and stronger, sometimes people can't resist it, and you have to work hard to practice martial arts, otherwise you won't be able to hold on for a few seconds."

Xiao Rou said the words of a tiger and a wolf, and while getting dressed and getting out of bed, she waited for Li Yun to get dressed.

"Ha, then you have to work hard, otherwise you will fly in an instant, and I will have to find you a sister," Li Yun joked, and after getting dressed, he prepared to go to the courtyard.

When the door was opened, there was a cold breeze in front of him, and then a trace of sunlight sprinkled into the room, and the pale golden light hit Li Yun's face, and Li Yun's expression instantly became surprised.

"It's... Is the snow getting lighter? ”

In the line of sight, the gray-white and gloomy sky has a hint of color, and the heavy snow that used to fall like a snow curtain is a little less at this time, at least the sunlight can penetrate the silk.

"Really," Xiao Rou walked to Li Yun's side, and when she saw this scene, her mouth opened slightly.

"The snow has really gotten smaller."

"It's good, it's snowed heavily for more than four months, and it's finally getting smaller, if it's a little smaller every day, this difficult winter will soon pass," Li Yun smiled and stepped out of the door and walked into the courtyard.

The weather affects people's moods, and the gloomy and snowy weather in the past has improved, and Li Yun is also quite happy at this time.

At the very least, Chunyang Town will return to its former calm.

Heavy snow and never-ending weather, non-stop, there will definitely be chaos, natural disasters and man-made disasters are often the precursors to the destruction of a dynasty.

A few days ago, when the Snow God Sect was born, there were signs of chaos in Chunyang Town, although there were strong suppressions by the government and the Crazy Knife Gang, but if the snow kept falling, this kind of thing was like weeds burning endlessly, and finally there was chaos.

Li Yun doesn't like chaos, and now that the weather is showing signs of improvement, he is naturally happy.

In this happy and relaxed state of mind, the depression that had been suppressed seemed to have relaxed a lot, and he couldn't help it, Li Yun walked to the center of the courtyard, exhaled a long breath of heat, put up a wave fist posture, and played soft water.

The punches are slow, soft as water.

The palms and fists danced, and even the snow in the air danced with the arms.

In such a state, with the blessing of boxing, Li Yun's understanding of Wave Boxing has faintly gone further.

Xiao Rou watched Li Yun boxing from the side, her beautiful eyes full of adoration.

It was the first time she had ever seen such a soft and elegant fist.

After a stick of incense.

Li Yun withdrew his hand, shook off the snow on his body, and smiled relaxedly.

Waves, waves, diseases and softness.

Violent and soft, two completely different artistic conceptions into a set of boxing, this boxing, I'm afraid it's not simple.

With the blessing of boxing into the gods, and the progress of wave boxing, Li Yun faintly realized that when he fused the violent wave with the soft soft water, the wave boxing could break through to perfection.

It's very difficult, but with boxing skills, it will probably take only a few months.

"Uncle, it's amazing!"

Xiao Rou saw Li Yun put away her fist and ran to Li Yun's side, and she admired it very much: "Uncle, is this Wave Boxing?" ”

"Yes, it's just a soft water trick that can only be used in Dacheng Realm, and the fist intent is to use a soft water-like fist to attack others, wash like water, and contain everything."

"Come on, practice, with your talent, you can do it in the future," Li Yun smiled and rubbed Xiao Rou's head, Xiao Rou's talent is in the cultivation of martial arts bones, and her martial arts talent can only be regarded as acceptable compared to her roots.

But with perseverance, it is not impossible to practice for ten years.

"Well, I'm going to cook!" Xiao Rou nodded obediently, ran briskly into the cooking room, and it didn't take long for the smoke to rise.

After cooking for a few months, Xiaorou's cooking skills are good.

Today's breakfast is lean porridge, accompanied by pickled cabbage porridge, as well as a large bowl of bacon and fried cabbage, and even a bowl of medicinal soup per person.

After working for two months, Li Yun still had a small amount of assets, so he spent most of the silver to buy food, and the martial artists ate a lot of food and digested quickly, if they drank some porridge and water in the morning, it was difficult to move at noon.

The two ate breakfast, Xiaorou drank a mouthful of white porridge, and carefully licked the rice grains on the side of her lips with her fragrant tongue.

Although life is getting better, Xiaorou is still so frugal.

"Uncle, did you know that a lot of people have been missing in town lately."

While eating, Xiaorou took the initiative to find a topic.

"I don't know," Li Yun shook his head, not interested in it.

However, Xiao Rou's next sentence made his body tense slightly.

"I heard the widow's sister next door say that the missing people are not women or children, but men, and the missing people are all young and middle-aged people. And he disappeared. ”

"Uncle, did you say that the Snow God Sect did it? It seems that the missing men had believed in the god of snow before. ”

Xiao Rou whispered.

Li Yun's eyebrows couldn't help but furrow, remembering the encirclement and suppression two months ago, the killing of the Snow God Sect disciples, and the fierce strong man holding a giant hammer...

"Impossible," Li Yun said without hesitation: "The government and the Crazy Knife Gang have joined forces to encircle and suppress the Snow God Sect, with their strength, it is impossible for the Snow God Sect to still exist." ”

"Okay, I'm just guessing," Xiao Rou nodded and continued to drink porridge.

Soon, after the two finished breakfast, they were warm and pure, and seeing that the time was almost noon, Li Yun kissed Xiaorou and went to the boxing gym.

Yesterday, Old Man Wu asked him to go to the inner courtyard of the boxing gym at noon today to look for him, so naturally he couldn't be late.

Walking on the street wearing a practice uniform, Li Yun saw that the street, which had not had many people before, was actually a little crowded at this time, and most of them had smiles on their faces.

Obviously, the change in the weather has relaxed the people's suppressed minds a little, and they see hope.

It snows heavily every day, and no one can stand it.

When I arrived at the gym on time, there were not many people in the outer courtyard, and there were only seven or eight people practicing there, and one or two of them were unfamiliar faces, probably new disciples.

"Senior Brother Li, oh no, Senior Brother is slow," a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Li Yun looked at the man, it was Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan's family has money, and after the failure of the May Dabi, he did not quit, but chose to continue to practice martial arts, with a soft smile on his face, where is there still the arrogance in the ring before.

Seeing this, Li Yun couldn't figure out what Zhang Yan was thinking for a while.

"Zhang Yan? What's the matter with you? ”

Zhang Yan walked up to Li Yun and said sincerely: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Li for entering the inner courtyard, I am here to invite Senior Brother Li to come to my house as an offering." ”

"Offerings? Sorry, I didn't think much of it. ”

"Senior brother, forty taels of silver in a month!"

Li Yun stopped.

"Forty taels?"