"It's snowing...... there was some disbelief in the tone of the single stab, and he walked under the eaves and stretched out his hand as if to test the white temperature.

The single flying in the room hurriedly came out. "Ah, really!" he threw off the broom in his hand and rushed into the courtyard, grabbing a handful of thin snow, "It's all accumulated, so fast!" He kneaded it in his hand at random, kneaded the snow into pieces, and threw it at the single thorn.

Thorn raised his hand to block it weakly, and said with a smile: "I'll play after cleaning, cousin and they will come in a while." The snow was pinched unrealistically, and it spread out from her fingertips, and fell loosely on her clothes, and it was very shiny.

"After sweeping for most of the day, the rest told them to clean up. Shan Fei looked a little unconvinced, "There are so many people - my hands are frozen." ”

Thorn sneered: "You don't freeze if you play in the snow." Having said that, I really went to the courtyard and tried to touch the snow on the stone altar.

In the morning, her mother Gu Xiaomeng told her that Gu Rufei was going to come to the valley today, and asked the two sisters and brothers to bring some people to the Gu house to clean up. The house has been uninhabited for a long time, and it is naturally quite time-consuming to clean up, even if there is someone to drive and command, but it is not a worry-free job, and at this point, it is actually quite tiring.

Thorn vaguely guessed that Gu Rufei came to the valley to mean Tuoba Gu. The late right pioneer Gu Xiaochen's vein has never been able to break off the relationship with the Qinglong Sect, and for Tuoba Gu, who has repeatedly lost his reliance, it may be time to repair it - otherwise Gu Rufei will only have the opportunity to enter the valley once or twice a year, and even if he enters the valley, he will not stay for a long time, where will he sweep out the entire house?

Gu Rufei is probably already here. She thought. If you meet Tuoba Gu because of the matter of returning to the Blue Dragon Sect, of course your father and mother will be present. And Yiheng - since he had no intention, he was always taken by his father's side. Shan Jiquan seems to value Shan Heng more than he did to the unintentional at the beginning, probably because he felt that he cared too little about the unintentional before, which made him finally so willful - so willful to lose his life.

She held the snow in her hand and looked at Yifei in the snow in a slight daze. Now that there are only two boys in the single family, Yiheng and Yifei, it is impossible to mention the matter of changing "Shan Fei" to "Gu Yifei", which is probably another reason why Tuoba Gu had to call Gu Rufei - after all, there is no choice that can replace Gu Rufei to become the future Qinglong Right Pioneer. Yifei was mostly happy here - he didn't want to change his name to his biological mother as his aunt, but he called his aunt his aunt, but he also had a small loss - Gu Rufei would ask him to accompany him when he came, but today, he could only be reduced to sweeping the house here with his sister.

"Sister, lend me your sword. "The snow is still thin in the end, and it is not fun to play, but if you don't play, it seems to live up to such a heavy snow—childlike nature, probably so. Thorn came back to his senses and handed the sword to Yifei, and when he saw him grinning and throwing the scabbard, he chased the shiny blade of the sword into the falling snow.

She suddenly remembered that Xia Yan had told her about his long sword "chasing blood", saying that it should have been "chasing snow". She remembered him half-laughing, half-boasting about how good the sword was, dancing in the snow, chasing the wind and dust, but not touching a piece of snow. She thought she could still laugh slightly, but before she could laugh, she realized that it was nothing more than a fleeting nothingness. They have had so many beautiful words and imaginations, but in fact, they have never seen the snow even once, just like those sworn wishes and longings can't avoid the oncoming reality.

The time they spent with each other was actually so short, and the ones who really accompanied her most of the time were her closest relatives after all.

Sure enough, my hands were frozen. She reached out in front of her and sighed. She believed that if he was here, he should hold her hand at this time, but he was not there, even if it was snowing in Lin'an City at the moment, even if he was still watching, or thinking about her as she thought of him—he was not there.

She thought he was still in Lin'an. He had received a lot of letters, and since she returned to Qinglong Valley, she would receive them once in about four or five days, but the last letter had passed for more than a month, which was actually unusual. She remembered that he had said in that letter that he was going to come to see her again in the Blue Dragon Valley, and that he would bring all the courtesies he owed. He didn't say when, and she saw that he was cautiously tempting, for when he asked her when he would see her again, she didn't give him a clear time. She read the letter several times, and couldn't help but write back to him—even if she couldn't say for a while, she thought he could always see some of the thoughts that couldn't be hidden.

For some reason, he never replied. She later remembered that he had written that he was going to live in the Forbidden City for the time being. She thought that it was probably because of this—probably because he was restrained by Suzaku, or even because Suzaku stopped those letters—Suzaku must be "upset" for him.

She secretly made a lot of excuses for all this. But she forgot that this Qinglong Valley was also "unjust" for her - this Qinglong Valley could also stop everything she wanted to stop.

There was a commotion outside the hospital for some reason. Yifei stopped the sword in his hand, "Is my cousin here?"

The two siblings went outside to look, and saw someone escorting many brightly colored cart boxes rolling over from afar. "Are there so many boxes, are they brought by my cousin?, why don't you send them in?"

Yifei handed the sword back to her, exercised his feet, and ran to inquire, and after a while, he rushed back, with a red look on his face, "Sister, sister, great news......!" Brother Cheng is back!"

The thorn's face lit up suddenly, "Brother Ping is back?"

Shan Fei only nodded excitedly, "He said that he just came back, and these should have been brought by him from Beijing." ”

The thorn couldn't contain the excitement. She immediately briefly explained a few words to the people who had left to clean, pulled a single fly, and ran to the left envoy's house. Gu Rufei is important to come, but compared to Cheng Ping, it seems that it is not a surprise.

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Xia Yan stepped heavily on each step, so that there was no snow in the place he stepped on, and the original color of the trail was still retained. This trail is only two miles away from the Gu family's old house that Shan Thorn had just left.

"The rivers and lakes are sinister, and people's hearts are unpredictable". Compared with Shen Fengming in the black bamboo forest, he felt that today was more suitable to pronounce the names of these eight styles. The sword didn't have the elegance of chasing snow with a sword in the past—the anger turned into a rage, and every word made him take a step forward, and he looked forward to using this momentum to let Shan Jiquan know that he didn't want to stop him.

However, after the Eight Styles, Shan Jiquan's movements changed.

Shan Jiquan had retreated far enough at this time—enough to send someone to Liuyu to help him up and take care of Shan Heng, who couldn't move. A sneer appeared on his face, and his gesture changed, and the golden wire saw jumped out of the strange place and jumped towards Xia Yan's right cheek.

Xia Yan was slightly surprised. Eight moves, Shan Jiquan has been retreating, so that he drove straight into it with a single knife, and Shan Jiquan suddenly stopped blocking, but moved with his feet and counterattacked. The knife is not better than the sword, there is no blade on the back side of the knife, the footsteps of Shan Jiquan flashed lightly to the back edge of the blade, Xia Yan squeezed the air, if you want to change the gesture, I am afraid that it is not as fast as the golden wire saw, so I have to put the knife away, "poof" sound, the hard blade meets the soft silk teeth upstream, the golden wire saw actually bent around, to entangle his blade, the saw tail is still blowing a dangerous breeze on the cheeks.

He suddenly realized that he had made the wrong choice-in the first eight steps of wanting to make a move, and choosing Ling Li's straightforward swordsmanship to deal with others might be the most effective, but Shan Jiquan had been friends with Ling Li for many years, so how well did he know this swordsmanship, and how could he really have no power to fight back against the enemy? It was just a clumsy use of strength to dissipate his determination. Sure enough, the most short and deadly swordsmanship was also the most ruthless, and after the eight styles, Xia Yan's momentum naturally declined, and Shan Jiquan suddenly counterattacked, and he almost succeeded.

Fortunately, Xia Yan is well versed in the way of yin and yang, and also knows how to use his strength to use his strength, so as not to retreat all of them without success. Seeing that the golden wire saw was so soft, he simply used his strength to "empathize", and sure enough, the golden wire was light, and he was attracted by him, and it adhered more and more with the knife. Knowing that Xia Yan had already exercised internal force between moves, he was slightly surprised in his heart, and he also moved his true strength to win each other, and a dark force immediately made Xia Yan's knife in his hand also lose two points of freedom - in two strokes, this move was actually a fight for each other's blades.

The golden wire saw has been with Shan Jiquan for decades, but this knife is only in Xia Yan's hands for the first time today, of course he knows that it is not good for him to control the blade better than anyone, and even - even this knife is a single knife, Shan Jiquan is extremely familiar with each other's blades, but he knows almost nothing about the use of the golden wire saw. He quietly changed his steps in this extremely short moment of soft and hard entanglement, and when the wire saw finally loosened all the entanglements, his sword wind had been replaced by the four oblique splits in the "Bagua Sword". The golden wire saw can be slow or urgent, at this time there is no need to flick the tail, to the hard place near the end of the grip immediately connected, the knife saw suddenly provoked a noise in the ear, Xia Yan does not wait for the move to get old, immediately changed to Xun Zhi two styles, the knife head will swing left and right at the left shoulder of the single spring, such as the breeze shaking the head of the boat, a few wisps of cold breath from the swing out, it is Xia Yan will "flowing clouds" poured into the knife move, unceremoniously scraped to the throat of the single spring.

If this Xun two style and the previous Kan four style together, it was originally a type of "boat against the current" that he had combined with the thorns, and this time it was divided into front and back handed, although the original intention was not lost, but the head of the boat swinged up to inevitably lose the buoyancy of the water, not for a long time, and the single spring was able to change the shape of the golden wire saw again, and the saw body was reversed like a soft whip, disrupting the "flowing clouds" gas. However, Xia Yan could see that Shan Jiquan didn't know much about the Bagua Sword, so it should be the right way to deal with him with this move.