It's good that I didn't do it.

And looking at it like this, although the time spent together is very small, the little white dragon still loves her the most.

Look, she's not here, it's still sleeping in her room waiting, doesn't she miss what it is?!

The irresponsible old mother was a little weak-hearted, so she quickly touched the dragon's head and coaxed, and by the way, she found a reason to fool the dragon.

"Okay, don't be wronged, I'm going out to earn magic stones for you, understand, you eat so much, if I don't work hard, you're going to be hungry......"

Before Li Li could finish speaking, the little white dragon tilted his head.

"Huh? Whew! ”

Before Li Li could understand this esoteric dragon language, the little white dragon turned around and struggled to the bottom of Li Li's bed with his tail cocked.

Li Li was a little puzzled: "What do you want to do?" ”

The little white dragon couldn't speak human words yet, but it answered Li Li with practical actions.

After a few moments, it struggled to move out of the bed and turned proudly to look at Li Li.

And in its short two front paws, it holds a large handful of dazzling gems like a small mountain!

"The best magic stone...... The best spirit stone...... The best opal ...... The best aquamarine ......"

Li Li looked up at the little white dragon in shock: "Where did you get it?!" ”

The little white dragon piled all the gems at Li Li's feet, and then gestured and gouged them twice with his paws, indicating that they were all dug up by himself.

With that, it also tugged at the corner of Li Li's clothes with its front paws, motioning for her to look at her other collections.

Li Lizhen glanced at it, and when he looked at it, he found that there was a huge hole under his bed at some point, and it was full of all kinds of shiny gems......

At that moment, Li Li seemed to understand.

What do you miss yourself, the feeling is that the little white dragon has hidden a lot of treasures under her bed, so he sleeps here!

The little white dragon's beautiful head tilted, and he continued to look at Li Li with a flattering look, carefully pushing the pile of the most beautiful gems with his tail to give them to Li Li.

"Whoa!"

Finding that Li Li didn't understand his dragon language very well, the little white dragon was very anxious, and continued to hook out other gems with his tail, all piled up in front of Li Li, and when it emptied its small treasure house, it quickly ran to block the door, and looked at Li Li with bright eyes.

"Whew......"

This time, Li Li read the meaning of what the little white dragon wanted to express in the eyes of its longing.

"I'll dig the Philosopher's Stone myself."

"Don't go."

“……”

Li Li's expression was a little stiff, and she slowly raised her hand and pressed her swollen head.

At this moment, she finally understood the feelings of her brothers and sisters.

She sighed, and coaxed the little white dragon a little clumsily and stiffly: "Okay, okay, I know...... Next time I'll take you out with me. Okay, let me help you dig your dragon's den for you again, make it bigger, and you can sleep with your babies. ”

Look at the hole that the little white dragon is digging now, how ugly it is, and I haven't learned her craft at all!

The little white dragon was very obedient, so he curled up in the room, his tail ringing the pile of treasures vigilantly, his round head on the two small front paws, and quietly watched Li Li dig a hole.

Li Li dug very carefully, and dug the dragon's lair of the little white dragon as much as possible according to the style he saw in the dungeon at the beginning.

There is also an advantage to the high level of cultivation, that is, the speed of digging holes is accelerated by more than a little.

When she was finally finished, the little white dragon lying at the entrance of the cave had fallen asleep with his eyes closed, snoring and purring, but his tail was still tightly coiled.

Li Li gently touched the pair of white wings of the little white dragon, but did not wake it.

She quietly walked out of the room and took it with her.

Outside, the snow had spread a full layer on the ground, and the green hills and dark houses had turned white, except for the warm glow of the red lanterns in the city.

Outside the courtyard, the Heavenly Sword Sect was quiet and silent, and occasionally the crackling sound of snow crushing the dead branches could be heard.

Compared with the devastation after coming to this world, the current mountain gate has gradually recovered its delicate and elegant appearance.

Li Li looked up at this familiar mountain, and unconsciously, her indifferent eyes showed a soft and attached light.

She put her hands in her sleeves, and with a little glimmer of light on the snow, she walked up the long mountain road paved with snow step by step.

With each step up, the cultivation she had been suppressing and releasing a point.

In the wind and snow,

Whether it's a spark, a snowstorm, a spring breeze, or a floating light—

Those chaotic sword qi whistled and flew by, and finally, one by one, surrendered to their masters.

The sword array that had trapped her own was now so docile that it seemed that it had never lost order, and naturally rejoined Li Li's control, roaming around her and letting her call it.

Finally, she reached the top of the mountain.

At that moment, Li Li's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

There is nothing complete under the thunder.

The small courtyard built by the master's father has long been turned into detrination, the green pines and green bamboos planted by the senior sister have not seen a single leaf, and the fish pond dug by the senior brother is only a deep pit, and even the shadow of the past cannot be captured.

This is a complete dead silence and emptiness, the world is vast, and in a trance, it seems that Li Li is the only one left.

But soon, Li Li's eyes returned to tranquility.

She raised her head, and her gaze fell on the lamplight at the bottom of the mountain.

The laughter in the distance, the roosters and dogs barking, the sound of reading aloud, and the breath of "life" are spreading wantonly.

At that moment, there seemed to be a spring breeze blowing in front of Li Li's eyes.

Yes.

After the winter moon, it is time to welcome spring.

After a long silence, Li Li slowly stretched out his hand and slapped it on the scabbard, and the Kurong sword roared and flew out.

Li Li held the Kurong Sword.

Behind her, the ruins of her demise.

In front of her is the reborn Heavenly Sword City.

At that moment, something was captured by Li Li.

Her voice was very soft, as if she was talking to Kurong Sword, and it seemed like she was talking to herself.

"Life and death, reincarnation is endless."

"Like withered grass on the plain, like ashes and fire......"

"Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows ......"

With the Kurong Sword in his hand, it slowly raised, and the surging spiritual power poured out on the tip of the sword, as if to drain all the spiritual power between heaven and earth, and faintly, a brilliant but gentle point of light was converging above Li Li's head.

She learned the sword.

"The name of this sword is ......"

The heavens and the earth were bleak and silent, only Li Li's cold voice echoed in the snow.

"Again!"

Chapter 148: Li Li's Cultivation

Heavenly Sword City.

The cold wind is like a knife, and the wine shops in the city also hang bamboo curtains to block the wind in the windows at the right time, and when the night wind blows, the curtains rattle, and the night wind turns into the snow.

On the small red clay stove, a furnace of red dates and wolfberry wine is very warm, and the heat is so thick that the snow is smoked into a drop of water.

The wise man sat by the fire, his pointed ears flushed slightly, and he did not know whether he was stunned by the heat or by the wine.

His gaze passed through the group of guests on the opposite side, and landed in the corners of Heavenly Sword City.

Perhaps to ward off the chill or to welcome the New Year, the city is decorated with many bright red lanterns.

The hazy halos are together, and in the vast white snow, it seems that the red plums bloom all over the city.

On the street, the citizens in thick robes gathered in twos and threes, and all the mines had been closed for the first two days, and the absentees who had harvested the harvest were taking their families to buy New Year's goods in the city.

Except for the students of the Heavenly Sword Academy who were about to meet the academic year's exams, and the little sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect, everyone was very happy.

"It's snowing again, and it's so beautiful when it snows." The little goblin old man held a glass of hot wine, and his eyes narrowed into two crooked lines with a smile.

Mu Qian, who was sitting opposite, also drank two glasses of wine, and her posture was more relaxed than ever before, and she didn't see her usual seriousness and solemnity.

"Huh? Doesn't it snow in Heavenly Sword City like Nanta City? ”

Sipna shook his head: "No, I remember that there was a blizzard in the vicinity of East Tower City and the Demon Beast Mountain Range last year, and it lasted intermittently for a whole month, and the snow was almost up to my waist, and the entire East Tower City was about to turn white. ”

"yes, that's a lot of snow."

The wise man's eyes also flashed with memory, and he sighed softly.

"But for those of us who lived in Jumu Village last year, the snow was not pretty, and when we opened the door and saw the boundless white, it meant that this winter would be extremely difficult."

"Those wooden houses that have been in disrepair for a long time may be crushed by snow, and the cracks in the stone houses are always filled with wind, and most of the chickens that Susan managed to raise were frozen to death, and the vegetables grown in the fields were frozen to death overnight, and the wild fruits and vegetables in the mountains could not grow."

"There are also old people and children, the colder the winter, the harder it is for them, and there is a saying among the homeless that when the world turns white, countless souls will leave the village."

"Seven people froze to death in Jumu Village last year, and they woke up ...... No, none of them woke up again. ”

At this point, the wise man's eyes moistened a little.

The others at the fire didn't know what to say, so they could only remain silent, and Ember and Wells patted the wise man on the shoulder for comfort.

Also, for the aristocracy, the snow in winter is a romantic and beautiful scenery, and for the nomads who do not have enough food and clothing, it is definitely a nightmare.

Soon, however, the wise man swallowed the wine mixed with the past.

He raised his glass and touched it with a real and moving touch.