The owner of the mountain snow sat on the wheeled car, playing with a teacup in his hand, and there was a wisp of heat floating in the teacup, no matter how the owner of the mountain snow turned the teacup, the tea did not leak.

A girl in a red shirt and a thin skirt by the window is piling up three or two little snowmen, and there seems to be a word written on the snowmen, but these two or three snowmen seem to have tired her enough, and a layer of fine sweat slowly oozes from the pink skin, and the focused girl seems to have forgotten to wipe it.

The master of the mountain snow stopped the teacup in his hand, and his eyes wandered from the girl's delicate collarbone to the face wearing a mask with a slanted face, and the mask was also embellished with a few unknown gems, only a pair of eyes were revealed, and a thousand styles were circulating.

The girl continued to fiddle with the little snowman in her hand, and said without raising her head: The green turtle has just received news that the sick sword has left the Heavenly Thief Society, and the qin evil has also appeared on the rivers and lakes, master, do you want to prepare earlier?

The owner of the mountain snow was stupid for a while, and returned to his senses: Go out, what a headache, I hate going out so much, there is absolutely no second place in the world better than this white-roofed snow nest, sitting by the stove, looking at the white snow and gentle people, even if I can't stand up again in my life, it's worth it, lazy to bless, haha.

The girl didn't look up to know that she must be staring at herself with slightly squinted eyes. The girl kneaded the head of a snowman vigorously and sighed: Since the master likes to be lazy, then I should also do something that the master likes to make the master happy.

The girl looked up at the master of the mountain snow, and the master of the mountain snow was completely drunk in the eyes of the peach blossoms, as if lying under a blooming peach blossom tree in the heavy snow, and drank drunk.

The girl tilted her head: Then I don't want to cook tonight's dinner, if I behave too diligently, won't it make the master happy?

The master of the mountain snow opened his eyes: Yu Thin, you see that it is good to ask the green turtle to come up the mountain to pick me up tomorrow, alas, I have been in this house for a long time, and I am tired of panicking.

The young man on the wheeled cart sat up straight, looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, or wanted to cross the snow-capped mountains, and saw farther away, and clear words came out of his lips: At the end of the year, the accounts are settled, the money is repaid, the life is paid, and the life is paid early, and the Qingming of the beginning of the year can be lived early.

The young man moved a few times in the chair, but he still felt that he was not very comfortable to sit on, looked at Yu Thin, smiled bitterly, and stretched out a hand: Yu Thin, pull me.

Yu Shou put down the snowman in his hand, and just held him with his hand, but he suddenly exerted force, and Yu Shou's whole body fell into the arms of the young man.

The warm body, as well as the unique body fragrance of the ignorant girl, directly hit the young man's restless heart, the young man sleepwalked his face over, just when he was about to touch the spring-filled lips, the girl sighed, turned her head, and muttered shyly: Don't...

The man in the world can't hear these two words, obviously it is the most simple and direct refusal, but it will always give any man infinite reverie possibilities, the young man still asks as if in a dream: What not? The girl put her face to the young man's ear, and the hot breath exhaled from her mouth poured directly into his heart, and then built an ant nest there.

A thousand charms, ten thousand tenderness in three words: shameless.

As he spoke, a white object flashed on the young man's neck in the sleeve of the jade skinny, leaving two red spots.

The eyes of the mountain snow owner who are still sleepwalking slowly closed, and there are still words in his mouth: the white-topped snow nest is gentle and gentle, and the jade is warm and thin.

Yu Thin stood up, some fine snow was blown in by the mountain wind through the window, and landed behind her tall figure, looking at the sleeping people on the wheeler, and sighed lightly: every time you don't poison, you won't be honest.

She slowly pushed the wheeled cart and turned around, and casually pushed a snowman with words down from the window, the wind and snow were in full bloom outside the window, and there was a straight cliff below.

The Heavenly Thieves Society, a place where the wicked people of the world gather, is the so-called others seek immortals, I seek wealth, just because of this simple purpose, attracting countless evil cultivators in the world, and soon the Heavenly Thieves Association will become a trouble that everyone is afraid of.

Stealing all the treasures in the world, the magic of the beasts, the place where a group of robbers live, but it is also the safest place in the world, but today the big boss of the Heavenly Thieves Club lost an important thing, a chair, the first place in the Heavenly Thieves Society.

The sick sword sat on the top seat of the helmsman of the Heavenly Thieves Society, the chair was made of the skeleton of a strange beast, the smooth skeleton scattered a little white light, and the skull of the strange beast was also inlaid with two emeralds in the eye sockets, as if staring closely at the person standing in the hall.

Sick Sword was uncomfortable to sit on, which made him cough even more dangerously.

Wang Greed stood below and looked at him: Every time I hear your cough, I want to prepare incense wax paper money for you, and I don't know how those old men have taken a fancy to you, and they have to help you to take the position with all their might, you must not die in my chair, it is unlucky.

Wang Greed opened his tiger claws, grabbed it in the air, grabbed a few strands of spiritual consciousness that wanted to come over to listen to the conversation, and crushed them like ashes.

Sick Sword raised his head with difficulty and covered his chest: cough! cough! I thought every day that I wouldn't live to tomorrow, but every day I would wake up with a cough, I was thinking that one day if I didn't cough, I would definitely not wake up, but even if I felt that I might not live to twenty-three, there were still people who thought that I would live a hundred years and would push me to the first position of the Heavenly Thief.

Wang Greed laughed: As long as anyone who has seen your sword out, they will think that you have to live a long life, after all, a sword will sink and cut off your eternal life, and the hells of the ten directions will be closed, which is too terrifying!

The sick sword tried to laugh, but the exit was still a series of coughs: cough, cough, cough, I heard horror in your mouth, how did it feel like a joke, cough!

Wang Greed clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at the sick sword who was so tired with interest: Talk to you more, I feel that I am a sinner who is breaking your life, Now that you sit in my seat, I have no seat to sit, it seems that there are too many people in my Heavenly Thieves Society, and I have no place to sit, this time I must kill a few people, one less person will be one less pair of chopsticks, and it is a great thing to be able to lose a pair of chopsticks.

The sick sword pulled out a sword from its back, and the rust on the sword made a harsh sound that made any blacksmith feel for the first time that this sword was going to die, and it was hopeless, and it was definitely going to break with a slight wave.

The sick sword looked at the rusty sword and sympathized with each other: During this period of time in the Heavenly Thieves Society, I think the entire Heavenly Thieves Association is not a good thing, only you are greedy, only you are the most greedy thing, and only you are the least thing, with this group of bad things, can survive in this world. The main thing is that your taste in this chair is too low, and your butt hurts after sitting for a long time, and I don't know if your ass likes these hard things.

Wang Yu laughed loudly, shaking the roof of the hall and falling a lot of dust: I have always wanted to say that the whole Tianjiao will go up and down, and you are the one who can fart the most, hahahaha! Actually, I want you to sit on this chair, what did you say when you worshiped the handle? From today on, you are my father, I am your father, father and son brothers, blood is thicker than water, it is so touching, this position of the handle, I pass you, you pass me, they are all a family!

The sick sword thrust the rusty sword back, which made him seem to have a lot of effort, his face was flushed with exhaustion, and he coughed a few times: After I left, you were a little lighter on those people, they were like a bunch of children who had not yet grown hair.

Wang Greed pinched the beard on the side of his mouth with his hand: Isn't it often said on the rivers and lakes, Wang Greed does not kill, Wang Greed only takes revenge, in the matter of killing, I am still relatively shy, I have to wait, until they have enough courage to draw a knife against me, I am embarrassed to kill them, no emotion vendetta, dull and tasteless. By the way, if you go out and accidentally let that person kill, you must remember to tell me, my best brother, let people be slaughtered with one or two knives, such an emotional vendetta, it must be worth savoring!

The sick sword coughed slowly, and every time he coughed, the body of the sick sword lightened a little: dog, cough, can't change, cough, eat, cough...

As the sick sword coughed for the last time, the sick sword completely disappeared from the first position of the Heavenly Thieves Society.