After a while, Ling Shouyi hesitated for a moment, pursed the corners of his lips slightly, pointed a little, raised the snow, and spun into a ball in midair.

Xia Lianqiao was sweating all over here, and when he looked up, he couldn't help but be stunned.

yelled, "No, no! You're cheating! ”

Syllable.

Snowball landing.

Ling Shouyi had no intention of cheating, and said without blushing and heartbeat: "You didn't say it." ”

She rubbed a snowball in front of him and said, "Of course, you have to do it yourself to make a snowman, and you can experience this feeling for yourself." It's not fun to use spells for everything. ”

Ling Shouyi: "......" is mainly because he really can't.

Ling Shouyi lowered his eyelashes and didn't argue with her, he really rubbed a snowball with his own hands.

It's just that he doesn't really have a clue how to build a snowman.

After a little hesitation, Ling Shouyi turned his eyes to look at Xia Lianqiao, trying to copy his homework.

"Don't look at me!" Sensing his gaze, she raised her eyebrows vigilantly, firmly protecting the yeti in front of her, "Build your own."

Ling Shouyi: "......"

Half an hour later.

The two ended their work one after another, distanced themselves from each other, and appreciated the fruits of their labor.

Xia Lianqiao pointed to the snowman in front of Ling Shouyi, with crooked lips and slanted eyes, dressed in a green grass skirt, and asked calmly, "Is this me?" ”

Such an ugly work, even Ling Shouyi himself is ashamed to admit it.

The young man's face was expressionless, and he insisted: "No." ”

Xia Lianqiao pointed to another snowman who was as ugly as he was and laughed, "But that's you!" ”

The little snowman looked serious, and sketched two black and thick eyebrows with charcoal, the eyebrows were twisted together, and there was a blood-colored sword mark between the eyebrows.

Ling Shouyi's face changed slightly: "......"

Seeing Ling Shouyi's expression, Xia Lianqiao couldn't help but be happy, bent her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go, I'll take you to drink milk tea." ”

The so-called milk tea is actually just a low-profile version of her DIY.

After traveling into this world for so long, Xia Forsythia was addicted to milk tea, so he simply cooked taro and chestnut milk tea by himself, and found the two suction cups he had bought from the mustard seed sac.

The so-called suction cup is a cup with its own habit in ancient times, which is made into a blooming lotus flower with a lotus stem and a hole in the stem.

In ancient times, there was a combination of milk and tea, and the taste of this cup of milk tea she made can only be said to be so-so, nothing more than fresh milk and tea base, sprinkled with chestnut kernels, crushed nuts, and taro paste at the bottom of the cup.

The layering of the entrance is not as rich as the milk tea drinks of later generations, but it is better to drink it in winter and warm and appropriate to the occasion.

Ling Shouyi had never drunk such a drink.

The boy reluctantly took a sip of trust in her.

After a pause, the tips of his eyebrows frowned, feeling strange, but for some reason, the taste was very mellow, and his lips and teeth were fragrant, which made people unable to let go for a while.

Before you know it, you take one bite after another.

I knew he was sweet. Xia Lianqiao smiled in his eyes, looked at the snow under the corridor comfortably, let out a sigh, and didn't say anything.

Snow is falling in the air.

After she laughed, she inevitably felt a little melancholy in her heart.

During this period of time, the tense atmosphere between Ling Shouyi and her eased significantly, and I don't know if it was the moon rabbit lantern that came in handy, and the young man last night could be called a warm vein.

I don't know how long such quiet days can last.

…… As soon as the year passes, it is almost advanced to the most painful plot.

Xia Lianyi's guess was quickly confirmed, and as soon as the year passed, Ling Shouyi was visibly busy.

She had never taken the initiative to ask him about Li Langhuan, but she could also guess from Ling Shouyi's not-so-good-looking face that the change in the situation was not very optimistic.

Rou Ji's secret letter, she mentioned it to him again. Ling Shouyi didn't resist as much as before, the young man was honest with her for the first time, this matter was not easy, the Wind Dew Hall had been sealed for a long time, it was him, it was difficult to set foot in it without permission, and he was still trying his best to fight for it.

In the years before Li Langhuan was sentenced to capital punishment, what efforts did Ling Shouyi make, the original work was very stingy with pen and ink, and never mentioned even a word.

The only thing she knows is that the young man is self-denying, law-abiding, and conscientious for more than ten years, but his worldview really began to shake at this moment.

Is the law he is abiding by really reasonable?

Under the fact that Li Langhuan's sentence is too heavy, and the laws and regulations of heaven have become a tool for the party to fight against differences, what is the point of him maintaining such heavenly rules?

When Ling Shouyi insisted on taking them back to Xianmen, Xia Lianqiao had already foreseen this day.

Ling Shouyi's personality is too cold and serious, as the god of law enforcement in Xianmen, the life of strict punishment and strict law all the year round has cultivated his stubborn character of being one-dimensional and one-eyed, not hitting the south wall and not looking back.

There are some things that the young man himself must personally go through and hurt in order to understand in the pain.

In the final analysis, Ling Shouyi pays too much attention to procedural justice. I also think that the principles of heaven are clear, and under the brilliance of heaven, there is still justice.

confesses his guilt and surrenders to the law, he can still get off lightly, and he can still protect a glimmer of life.

If you refuse to be arrested, you will undoubtedly seek your own death.

As everyone knows, whether it is to obey the law or resist arrest, the one in heaven has already written for them that there is no way to avoid and no escape.

The boy grew up in Xianmen since he was a child, and received the most orthodox Xianmen education, knowing that the inside of Xianmen had long been rotten like a pool of muddy water, but he couldn't help but still have meager illusions about the Heavenly Emperor who was connected to his blood.

The civil strife in Xianmen will inevitably implicate the Three Realms and ruin the lives of the people.

The tragedy of his parents eighteen years ago is repeated in his heart day by day.

Li Langhuan's life, can it really withstand the life and death of these tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of living beings?

Ling Shouyi in the original work, in the midst of struggle and suffering, finally chose to give in, and the balance in his heart tilted to sacrifice Li Langhuan alone.

Until Bai Ji'an killed the Xianmen, at this moment, Ling Shouyi was like the two of them, a fiery heart that valued love and righteousness, and finally couldn't deceive himself anymore.

Li Langhuan's unfair punishment and Bai Ji'an's appearance woke up the young man's youthful heart who was bent on pursuing that line of justice.

Xia Lianqiao can't blame Ling Shouyi for being too naïve and righteous, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and the education and blood and family affection in the past 18 years are undoubtedly cutting flesh and bones, making it difficult for him to give up easily.

In other words, she can't do better when she encounters this kind of tram problem, she is just a passer-by carrying a toilet pickle.

At this point, there is very little she can do, and she can only do her best to obey the fate of God, quietly, waiting for the plot to come to the day when it is destined.

Xianmen Council Pavilion is located at the top of the thirty-three heavenly palaces in Xianmen.

Further up is the Yuqing Palace, where the Emperor of Heaven lives.

The sea of clouds is turbulent, the clouds and mist are boundless, the sky is clear, it is about to be seen, the green tile is flying, and the building is watching the flying shock.

The white jade is several zhang long and wide, and is about 100 miles long.

Ling Shouyi had just walked down the stairs when he was stopped by a chuckle, "Ling Daoyou, stay." ”

Ling Shouyi recognized this voice, his footsteps did not stop, he did not look back, his expression was indifferent, and he walked forward.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the voice smiled coldly, turned into a yellow-robed monk, and fell in front of him, saying with a smile: "Are you afraid that you will lose too ugly in front of me?" Don't dare to see me? ”

The young man stared at the person in front of him, his eyes were as cold as a cold star, his eyes were burning, and his thin lips were lightly opened: "Yuan Bogong." ”

Ling Shouyi said coldly: "Get out." ”

The yellow-robed monk is about twenty years old, but his appearance is also graceful and elegant, with a slow and light fur, and his attitude is calm, but there is an undisguised arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes, which makes people hate it.

Yuan Bogong was not annoyed when he heard this, but laughed three times: "Ling Daoyou, don't be fearless and struggle." ”

Ling Shouyi didn't want to talk to him in vain, so he walked past him and left.

"Ling Shouyi, don't you think you can really protect your righteous daughter, right? I advise you to die as soon as possible," Yuan Bogong smiled coldly, "And your little lover in the mortal world-"

Before the words fell, with a bang, an arc of light flashed, like a sword light like autumn water, and in an instant, it had reached his neck, and a chill came to his bones.

Ling Shouyi was indifferent: "I can kill you first." ”

"Kill me?" The sword light was on his neck, Yuan Bogong suddenly didn't see it, and sneered, "Kill me, do you think you can run away?" When the time comes, your righteous daughter and your lover will have to be buried with me! ”

"You can try." Ling Shouyi's pupils were sparse, his expression was calm, and he was in front of him.

His voice was comfortable, and he was not provoked by his words.

"Is your sword fast, or my sword fast. Is it to be silenced, or is it a moment of rapidity and recklessness, becoming a dead soul under my sword. ”

Yuan Bogong's face suddenly became gloomy.

He wasn't sure if Ling Shouyi would really do it, and he didn't dare to bet on who would have the faster sword between him and Ling Shouyi.

Ling Shouyi returned the sword and stepped down the long steps.

Yuan Bogong stood in front of the steps, his face was blue and white.

The two of them are of the same age, and they practice kendo together, they have inevitably been compared together since they were young, he is clearly from a family, talented, and handsome, but compared with Ling Shouyi, no matter how cultivation, swordsmanship, life experience, and appearance, everything is inferior.

In the long run, how can you not hate?

"Ling Shouyi!" Yuan Bogong suddenly raised his voice and said coldly, "I want to see what you are going to do as an immortal law enforcer!" ”

"Xianmen enforces the law, bends the law for personal gain!"

Yuan Bogong: "I also said that you want to be like your father, and you want to turn the heavens and the earth upside down, and the lives will be ruined!" What kind of Tiangang sword master are you?! ”

Ling Shouyi's jaw tightened, ignored it, and went all the way down.

There seemed to be a lot of uninvited guests today, and before they were halfway there, a familiar, lazy and smiling voice sounded.

"Xiao Shouyi, I haven't seen you for so long, and your temper is still so bad?"

Ling Shouyi raised his eyes and saw Qu Cangfeng standing against the wall with his arms crossed, with a wine bag on his waist, a faint wry smile on the corner of his lips, and a sloppy appearance that could be woken up from a hangover.

Ling Shouyi: "You also want to try your sword?" ”

"Don't do it," Qu Cangfeng hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not as ignorant as that kid surnamed Yuan, you know, I don't dare to doubt how fast your sword is." ”

Ling Shouyi didn't have any expression, and walked past him and continued to walk forward.

"Don't take that kid's words to heart." Qu Cangfeng suddenly stretched out his arm to block his way.

He frowned, his expression was serious, and there was no smile on his face: "Have you ever thought that you saved Lang Huan's life, it was not favoritism, it was not you who was at fault, nor Lang Huan." ”

Ling Shouyi: "I am the Tiangang Sword Master, and I only do what I should do." ”