In the mountain snow, on a certain rock.

Zhao Qingqiu trembled and grabbed the small carving knife and carved the word "benevolence" on the bamboo slips. With a shake of his right hand, the bamboo slips separated up and down.

Mo Haoqiong felt very disdainful of Zhao Qingqiu's methods. "It's quite rich to use with small hands, but the carving knife can't be held steadily. ”

"Who do you talk to so weirdly?"

Zhao Qingqiu struggled to pick up another bamboo slip, and immediately turned his back to Mo Haoqiong, Xiao Li slowed down, not wanting to see his smiling face. "It's all your fault, obviously you're a scholar, you don't even have paper, pen, ink, and ink, and it's not a shame to use these antiques from more than a thousand years ago. ”

"If you can't use ink in Sword Valley, it will freeze. Mo Haoqiong quickly replied.

"Really, the day you took me as an apprentice......

"Of course...... There is no silver tael left. You also know how poor Sword Valley is these days. Mo Haoqiong's voice became more and more helpless, "I still begged your uncle to make the robe from the silk cloth she had stored for many years, and I paid a lot of price." ”

Zhao Qingqiu's knife was too strong, and another bamboo slip was broken in two. The left thumb was bloody, and it was instantly condensed by the wind and snow.

Zhao Qingqiu was upset, "Didn't you say that you would learn the most wonderful swordsmanship of Sword Valley for me, but why would I carve bamboo slip......s here?"

"As the eldest disciple of the sect master of the Yi Sect, I can't let you dance the sword. Mo Haoqiong's voice recovered, neither sad nor joyful. "You are carrying a heavy burden on your body, and as the inheritor of the Yi Sect, you can't always think about the illusory things of the other two sects. If something happens to this sect master, then you will be the one to assume the position of sect master and pass it on......"

"What if I want to be the sect master now?"

"Unless I have something to look up to...... Wait! Don't draw your sword, you have something to say!"

Mo Haoqiong tidied up his clothes and sat upright, "It's not that I don't want you to learn swords, it's just that I really don't have a sword spectrum." ”

"Then what is the meaning of our Yizong's existence in Sword Valley?"

Mo Haoqiong's head thundered. He is worthy of being a Tianmen monk, and he is very intelligent, and he has never thought about this question.

After thinking about it for a long time, the original meaning of Yizong's existence was to manage the entire Sword Valley, but now the Sword Valley is very loose, and Yizong is the only one left.

"Perhaps...... Make up the numbers. Mo Haoqiong replied what he thought was the best answer.

There was a long silence.

"Then can I change my sect?" Zhao Qingqiu thought that his future was bleak.

"Can't!"

"Then you can always teach a little bit of the mental method, you will at least be more proficient than me in our sect's cold winter Lingfeng mental method......"

"I'm just a heavy. ”

Zhao Qingqiu closed his mouth and picked up the small carving knife again, the blood stains on his left thumb had been caressed by the cold wind.

The boxy static characters on the bamboo slips were crooked and twisted by Zhao Qingqiu.

Behind you came the muffled sound of snow treading and hearty shouts.

"Uncle Mo!"

Mo Haoqiong heard this familiar and thick voice, his heart was tired, and he didn't want to look back. "I'm not here, please come back. ”

The person who came was eight feet tall, slender and handsome, with a fierce sword aura between his eyebrows, and a faint smile on his lips. The robe was very wide and suitable, and an ancient sword was tightly tied around the waist, giving it an approachable and reliable appearance.

"Saying that I am not there is not the behavior of a good uncle. ”

Ji Jingming strode forward, approached Mo Haoqiong, and bent down to whisper close to his ear.

Zhao Qingqiu's face was full of interest, smashing it, smashing it.

Mo Haoqiong removed Ji Jingming's big face with his hand in disgust and said, "Let's say okay first, I don't have any money! Also, such a big man, don't stick so close!"

"It's not what I want to eat this time, it's the master's request. Uncle Shi must not refuse. Ji Jingming straightened his waist, and said lightly.

"Why are you going to collect debts so soon...... I still have to get down to business, I'm very busy. ”

"What else can compare to your senior sister Song, who is a childhood sweetheart, right?" Ji Jingming spit out some reasoning very skillfully, tilted his head, saw Zhao Qingqiu behind him, and teased: "Yo, ignore our Song Sect Master, it turns out that I have found a daughter-in-law." ”

"This is my apprentice, and yesterday I asked your master for clothes. Don't ask knowingly. Also, the two little little unguessed childhood sweethearts are not used like this. Mo Haoqiong stood up and began to speak, putting on the shelf of an elder.

"Okay, the master's request is actually very simple, which is to accompany her to visit Merlin for a night. ”

"No!" Mo Haoqiong immediately refused.

Ji Jingming had already predicted, "The master promised this time that he would never straighten you up, would not stuff snow into your clothes, would not let the snow fox touch your head, would not kick you in the snow, would not smear plum blossom juice on your face, would not force you to drink plum blossom brew and then take plum blossoms to slap your nose, would not grab your hair and tie it in knots, and would not ......."

"Stop!" Mo Haoqiong's face darkened. Looking back at Zhao Qingqiu, Zhao Qingqiu's face was expressionless.

Mo Haoqiong turned his head to look at Ji Jingming, Zhao Qingqiu couldn't hold it back any longer, and snickered with his head in his arms.

"The sun is setting today, Jun Yingting Pavilion on the top of Beishan Mountain, your senior sister will be waiting for you there. ”

Ji Jingming stood in place and hesitated for a while, rubbed the ancient sword in his hand for a while, and said with a dry smile, "The news has been delivered, as for the rest, cough cough." If Uncle Qingtuanzi comes down the mountain, bring me one. After speaking, he turned around, strode away.

Mo Haoqiong sighed and scratched his ear piercing with his little finger, it was obviously noon now, but his heart was cold. Today's wind and snow are extremely cold.

"Would you like to eat something?" Mo Haoqiong asked Zhao Qingqiu weakly.

Zhao Qingqiu didn't raise his head, "On that day, I received the sword qi washing of my ancestor, and I have entered the four realms and one heavy, and when I first entered Nahu, I can not eat grains for a long time, so I don't have to." ”

"Why haven't you told me in the past few days......" Mo Haoqiong said weakly. Seeing that Zhao Qingqiu still didn't make the slightest movement, he got up and shook Bai Xue, "Then you can tidy up the bamboo slips yourself, and I'll go find something to eat." ”

After Mo Haoqiong walked away, Zhao Qingqiu, who was originally quietly carving, suddenly gave a kick to the snow.

"Uh......h It's annoying......"

There was a puff of cooking smoke planted on the eaves.

Mo Haoqiong, who was cooking in the bamboo house, sneezed inexplicably.