After a lot of fiddling, I finally got out of bed.

Although last night's action was very big, I can still wear a coat or something. There were no other clothes in the room, so I had to make up for yesterday's wedding dress.

After taking care of the clothes, An Xiaoye asked his sister to sit in front of the dresser, and on the first day of the wedding, he had to comb his sister's hair by himself. I don't often do this kind of thing on weekdays, but fortunately, my sister doesn't have any strange hairstyles, and a simple bun shows that it is enough for her to become his wife.

In the mirror, she held his hand, and her face was more charming than yesterday.

"Alright, it's time to get out. An Xiaoyue finally spoke, and she suspected that if she didn't make a sound, her brother would stay here with her forever.

She's nostalgic too.

Walking out of the door hand in hand, before opening the door, An Xiaoye felt a chill, this temperature is much lower than yesterday.

The moment I opened the door, I was completely different from yesterday.

The town is located in the middle of the south, the climate is relatively warm, although it is not like the martial arts that may be full of snow in October, but it is not like the Buddhist road through the Hongjian Mountains all year round without snow, the climate is humid and hot.

Over the years, there have only been two snowfalls per year in the town, which is enough for curious teenagers and girls, and if there is snow every day, not only will it be inconvenient to travel, but even daily business will be greatly affected, and people will not live comfortably. The people on the martial arts side don't like snow, they only complain every day that the snow is waist-high somewhere.

It was the first time for An Xiaoye to go out to see the snow, if it was ten years ago, he might have played and jumped in the snow like a child, but he was nineteen after all.

Outside the door, the world was completely white, the treetops, the ground, the eaves, and everywhere as far as the eye could see were dyed white, and this kind of scenery only existed in the memories of An Yuye. There were already three or two disciples in the distance, who were not very old, and naturally they all had a strong interest in this snow scene, playing in the snow, and even lying in the snow and rolling in the snow.

Last night's red lantern didn't have time to be retracted, so this morning, under the snow, white snowballs appeared hanging on the eaves, which looked very funny.

The cold wind was biting, and An Xiao suddenly shivered in the night, even though the cultivator was not afraid of the cold or the scorching heat, the sudden drop in temperature still made him a little uncomfortable.

Seeing her brother like this, An Xiaoyue hugged him from behind. So in fact, it was supposed to be An Xiaoye hugging her sister, but in this couple, it seems to be a little reversed?

However, An Xiaoye will not care about this, coveting his sister's arms has been his habit for ten years.

The two of them, dressed in red, stood like this in the snow. The appearance of the sect master had attracted the attention of the disciples from the very beginning, and they did not deliberately hide anything. The eyes of the disciples looking at An Xiaoyue, in addition to their respect and worship for the sect master, there was more faint envy.

When the snow falls, the whole world becomes a world of black and white, and there is no third color.

The children scattered in the sky are scattered in all corners of the town, and perhaps they will never see each other again in their lives. And the favored snowflakes blend and gather in the air and throw themselves into the embrace of the earth. Everything in the world is overwhelmed by love, and even the Lian Lizhi himself not far away has lowered his head because of this desperate love.

The corpses of the snowflakes who fell in love with each other to death in the air were abandoned on the eaves, becoming the most quiet poetry in winter. The two who were slightly unfortunate fell to the ground.

An Yuye smiled self-deprecatingly, it turned out that people who are in love, ah no, are already married, and they will wear strange glasses and sentimentality when they look at everything.

At the moment, he just needs to enjoy it, and there is a touch of fiery red in the white world, which is the body of him and his sister embracing.

An Xiaoye looked back at her sister and saw that her hair was already stained with a lot of white snowflakes. He frowned slightly, and gently brushed the snowflakes off his sister's head with his hand.

An Xiaoyue smiled and asked, "What's the matter?" Didn't I ever hear someone say, 'The wind blows and the snow is full of head, and it is also considered a white head'." ”

An Xiaoye also responded with a smile: "If there is no hatred in the eyes of the sect, I don't believe that there is a white head in the world. Do you think we will have any regrets in the future?"

"Hmm. An Yuyue was slightly stunned, and then buried her head in An Yuye's chest.

An Xiaoyue walked to an open place, turned back to her brother and smiled, and her footsteps swam in the snow.

In a wonderful state, although my sister stepped on the snow under her feet, she did not leave a trace. It's been a long time since I've seen my sister dance, An Yuye thought.

The movement changed from slow to light, and the falling snowflakes around her seemed to lose their gravity and swirled around her. Like a storm under the snow, a touch of red attracted the brilliance of the snow-white heaven and earth, and the disciples who had been watching from afar couldn't resist the attraction and leaned over to watch the dance of the sect master.

Suddenly, the originally light dance changed its style, and the flying snowflakes converged into a pillar of snow, if you look closely, the snow pillar seems to have the shape of a dragon, An Xiaoye has no doubt that if the dragon flies to him, he will be beaten to pieces, but at this moment, the earth-shattering power is not murderous at all, only giving people a unique beauty of asking.

Whatever An Yu was afraid of, he came. He watched his wife dance in the snow, but he never thought that the snow dragon was already flying towards him, not fast or slow, pinching so that he had no time to react. And so tragedy inevitably happened.

The snowflakes bombarded An Yuye's body, certainly not hurting him, but they knocked him to the ground, covered in snowflakes. Seeing her younger brother's embarrassed appearance, An Xiaoyue, who had stopped dancing, stepped forward and covered her mouth and laughed. An Yuye simply lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

An Xiaoyue bent down and reached out to pull him up. Take An Yuye into the air together.

It feels really good to be held by my sister, An Xiaoye's heart is secretly refreshing.

flew to the top of the mirror moon building again, and the young girl who was still trapped in love a few months ago became a husband and wife, and at this time the snow town left the city, I don't know what kind of scene it will be.

The heavy snow could not stop the footsteps of pedestrians on the road, and all the stalls that opened the door were taken back. The small dots wearing hats are proof that there are still people in the overwhelming white. From the top of the Mirror Moon Tower, the entire town is covered with snow from the city, and the wilderness outside the city is even more deserted.

It's not as lively as usual, and the snow seems to have absorbed the hustle and bustle of yesterday's wedding. In the silence of the snow remaining, An Xiaoye and her sister leaned together, just as they had walked for ten years. Two lonely souls who had been adrift for a long time snuggled up to each other for warmth, and in the silent snow, it was the journey they had walked, and after this moment, it was completely unknown what would be more on the road with each other.

On the top of the mirror moon building, the two fiery red figures under the snow will become the obsession of anyone's life.