"It's great. Ximen Tian smiled, and the evil aura on his body melted in the festive atmosphere.

"Xiong Da, Xiong Da?" Cheng Xue called a few words.

"Huh?" Ximentian was called a few times before he remembered that this was his pseudonym.

"Why don't you add a little more?" asked Cheng Xue tentatively.

"Don't. Ximen Tian had a bitter face.

"Ink, ink, ink......" The people around him cheered.

"Okay, good, everyone is happy for the New Year. Simon's eyes were as bright as the stars, and his eyes were full of helplessness.

"Oh!" the maids and the people around them laughed.

"Come, make a bonfire!" shouted a shirtless man.

Cheng Fu.

The Cheng family has lived in the Gyeonggi area for generations, and the head of the Cheng family has inherited the status of the pillar country for generations.

"What's going on out there? Why is it so lively. Old lady Cheng half-squinted and leaned on the Taishi's chair.

At the bottom sat a sinister fat man and a stunning woman.

"There was a boy who claimed to be a big bear outside, and his face was painted by the eldest lady, and he was playing with the people outside. Jia Ding reported.

"Xiong Da, isn't he a child of the Xiong family?" Old Lady Cheng opened his eyes.

"Let's go, let's see. Old lady Cheng looked at the tables of wine and food set up in the courtyard, and suddenly had a whim.

"Cheng Xue is too disagreeable, isn't it, playing with those untouchables? But after the New Year, Cheng Zhuguo doesn't have to care too much. "That fat man is the son of today's prime minister, Xu Mo.

Old Lady Cheng frowned.

"Grandpa Cheng is not allowed to be angry, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, how good it is to be with the people, go, I will go too." "The woman is at a good age, every word is fascinating, and her appearance is still a city and a country.

"Hang up the red lanterns, worship a happy year, how beautiful the moonlight is among the flowers......" a group of people sang around the bonfire.

"Cui'er, Min'er, come on!" Cheng Xue said with a smile, her tone full of joy.

"Don't, Miss, if the lord comes, we can't say it. "Cui'er is embarrassed.

"What are you afraid of, come on, Miss Ben is here. Cheng Xue's face suddenly changed slightly.

"I'm sorry. Ximentian quickly retracted his foot, and then the sound gathered into a line and entered Cheng Xue's ears.

"Come on, come on, what are you doing in a daze?" Cheng Xue regained her composure and glanced at Ximen Tian.

"Miss, close to the people!" everyone shouted.

"Put up the red lantern, worship a happy year, how good the moonlight is among the flowers......" The song continued to sound and spread all over the streets and alleys.

Cheng Fu.

"Zixuan, let's go take a look. Xu Mo's fat hand grabbed Zhao Zixuan.

"You let go!" Zhao Zixuan struggled to break free.

"Do you want me to say more about what I have said? During the invasion of the Southern Barbarians and the Northern Turks, my father was supported by Yang Ye, the secretary of the Ministry of War. Nearly thirty percent of the country's troops are in the hands of my father, and there are also the Imperial Forest Army, if you don't want your father to become a prisoner, hmph! Look at how you behave!" Xu Mo's face smiled a little distorted.

"You, despicable!" Zhao Zixuan was controlled by others, how could he be willing?

"I'm despicable?Ximen Tian has already died in the Yumen Pass, and you still miss him?" Xu Mo gritted his teeth and grabbed Zhao Zixuan's wrist with one hand.

"You let go!" Zhao Zixuan kept struggling, trying to get out of the clutches, and her face was full of grievances like white plums in the snow.

"Hahaha!" Xu Mo's face changed, and he laughed wildly, leading Zhao Zixuan to stride out.

In the streets and alleys, there is still a festive atmosphere.

"Brothers, jump up. "The bonfire was reflected on everyone's face, with the joy of Chinese New Year's Eve.

"Miss, don't jump, the old lady and the head of the family are here. Cui'er called out in a low voice.

Cheng Xue's body stiffened.

"Bastard, you've lost my face!" The head of the Cheng family was a middle-aged man with a slight fortune, and his face was full of majesty.

"Jump, girl, you go on. "Old lady Cheng came from a distance, one person, one limp.

Everyone involuntarily stopped and looked at the rickety old man walking in the distance with reverence.

"That's ......" Ximen Tian also stopped and let go of Cheng Xue's hand.

The focus of his gaze was the man and woman behind Old Lady Cheng.

The woman's snow muscles are as clear as white jade and snow, and her figure is graceful and slender, and the phoenix hairpin pulls up her hair in a bun, and her long hair flows in the evening breeze. A long palace dress dragged to the ground, and the ripples fluttered in the wind.

He can't forget it, he can't forget it! The first encounter in the mansion of the Marquis of Wanying, the mutual support in the Xuanzhen ruins, even if it was the three years of saving each other with blood in the tomb of Marquis Wu!

But at this moment, at this moment, she was holding the hand of a fat man! Ximentian's eyes were red in an instant, and the invisible murderous aura quickly dissipated, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Everyone present felt the coldness in their bones, and many people had a trace of fear in their hearts that began to spread, and the bonfire flickered, as if it had been affected.

"Huh?" Old Lady Cheng's eyes suddenly widened, and the murderous aura stagnated as if it was frozen, and then silently disintegrated.

"Where are you, young man?"

"I have no father or mother, and I don't know where I am. Ximen Tian lowered his head, afraid of being recognized.

Cheng Xue's eyes suddenly showed sympathy.

"How about coming to my house as a guest? Jiazhong, you have no opinion. Old lady Cheng turned around with a smile and glanced at the head of the Cheng family.

"Grandpa's order, I dare not disobey. Cheng Jiazhong gave up his hand.

"I have been wandering since I was a child, and I am not used to the deep family compound. Ximen Tian excused himself, and when he raised his eyes, he was facing the eyebrows that were a little affectionate.

"It's familiar. Zhao Zixuan stopped struggling and looked at the young man with ink on his face.

"Zixuan. Ximentian opened his mouth slightly and muttered, his voice was very small, but Cheng Xue, who was not far away, could clearly see Ximentian's mouth shape.

Who is he? Cheng Xue subconsciously fiddled with the hem, full of curiosity about this young man.

"Young man, old man, I invite you to a drink, I heard that you are a child of the Xiong family. Old lady Cheng handed over a bowl of cold wine.

Ximentian's eyes were like torches, staring at this wine bowl for a long time, and he smiled.

"How dare you disobey the master's order?" Ximen Tian took the wine bowl, only to feel a powerful internal force surging over. With a force on his left hand, a piece of spiritual power also crossed out.

"Good boy. Old lady Cheng muttered to herself, and a stronger internal force crossed over.

The bowl is going to break. Ximen thought to himself darkly, and crossed a more powerful spiritual power past.

In this way, you come and go, and what is maintained in the small wine bowl is the powerful power of the two masters.

Old lady Cheng turned sideways slightly, covering up the shape of the wine bowl.

The wine in the bowl gradually began to boil, and many bubbles of heat bubbles appeared on it.

"Vajra Dzogchen, this is the end of internal force, you, but that's it. Ximen Tian said.

"You're strong, young man. Old Lady Cheng coughed a few times, and the internal force of the Great Perfection of King Kong was suddenly withdrawn, and the strong spiritual power was over.

Ximen Tian's complexion changed greatly.