"Out for a walk?"

Outside the door, the neatly dressed Feng Moyu did not wear a curtain fence, and her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful.

Feng Qianmo was a little puzzled, and didn't make any moves:

"What are you today?"

Feng Moyu had just finished taking a bath, and he was refreshed, but when he saw this untimely wooden bump, he was a little angry, and his tone was a little bad:

"Are you going?!"

"No, why are you suddenly angry again? Do you like Qishan County? I haven't seen you in the mood to go around the few places I've been to before? I've asked you several times, and I thought ...... this time."

Feng Moyu clenched his fists and his lips trembled.

Why does this guy always have a mouth when he shouldn't talk much? You don't have a front tooth?!

Feng Moyu threw a punch with all his strength, and even pulled the sword qi in his body, which was a little painful.

But today, it's time to beat!

The fist is windy, even if there is a prohibition in the body, it is also the full force of the Long Yue Realm! If it really hits Feng Qianmo's body, there is indeed no way to go out today.

Feng Qianmo's pupils shrank—he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Feng Moyu had taken the wrong medicine today? It was very abnormal to take the initiative to go out for a walk, and why was he angry now? It was really confusing.

There are a lot of thoughts, but the feet are not slow at all. Feng Qianmo shook his body, like a gust of wind blowing back and forth, returned to his place and stood still, avoiding the punch.

Feng Moyu's white and tender fist stopped in Feng Qianmo's ear, Feng Qianmo avoided this punch, but the Gangfeng brought up by that punch was like a slap on his face, and it was a little hot and painful at the moment.

"Uh......" Feng Qianmo pretended to be calm, he could see that this punch was not for his life, but it was true that Feng Moyu, who seemed to be a little better looking than usual, was indeed angry. Even though there were 100,000 whys in his heart, there was still an intuition in the dark that prevented Feng Qianmo from continuing to ask.

Don't stop at the mouth of the question, if the air is quiet for a few more moments, Feng Qianmo will blurt out.

Fortunately, a cold sentence fell out of Feng Moyu's mouth:

"You, go, no, go?"

Feng Qianmo was inexplicably a little cold sweat, probably shocked by this momentum, and laughed again and again with questions:

"Go, go, go, go, can't ask for it, the weather is just right today, the moonlight is bright, it's suitable for going out, it's suitable for going out......"

Only then did Feng Moyu withdraw the fist in Feng Qianmo's ear, and turned around coldly and walked out.

Feng Qianmo farted, nodded and followed behind......

In the cold winter season, the streets of Danshan County are full of prosperity and liveliness. Such a scene will always reduce the chill of deep winter a lot.

As the year approaches, those who walk around throughout the year to make a living will be busy wrapping up their business for the year at the end of the year. With more pedestrians, it's no surprise that there is still a lot of business to be done in the shops, and it's no surprise that the streets are bustling with people than usual. What's more, there are also many people in the county who buy New Year's goods, and most of the shops on the street have hung red lanterns in advance in order to please them.

Everyone was beaming and more amiable than usual, and the atmosphere on the street was indeed pleasant.

Feng Qianmo shrunk his hands in his sleeves and held them in front of him, spitting white gas in his mouth, and sighed with some emotion:

"It's coming to an end of the year......"

Feng Moyu didn't talk to Feng Qianmo much all the way, he walked forward quickly in front of him, and followed a stupid one, so he hung behind forever and didn't know how to keep up. Even if she deliberately slowed down her pace later, the cyan behind her still followed behind without hurry, always keeping an almost unchanged distance from her......

Originally, I was getting more and more angry, but after walking for a long time, I got tired, and my anger slowly disappeared a little. The main thing is also the atmosphere of the street, which Feng Moyu has never seen before. Some of the hot air of food on the street will occasionally be mixed with the aroma on the face, and there are big lanterns hanging on the restaurants and teahouses on the street, and the red light reflects on the face to give people an illusion, as if the red light also brings temperature, making people warmer.

"New Year's Pass, Ah ......" The cultivator's hearing is excellent, and Feng Moyu has been paying attention to the back, and at this time, his pace has slowed down a little, and his eyes are a little stupid.

Her years have always been in a black crypt, with the help of the national teacher and a few sons to impact the meridians, and forcibly ascend to the realm. These are her gifts for the New Year, because as an assassin, the higher the realm, the less likely it is to die.

She obviously felt very bitter, and the meridian tearing was very painful, but she never refused to break through the barrier like this. Because the other assassin wanted to be the best assassin, because the national teacher promised that the assassin would eventually be liberated, the moment the bad guys were killed. Until then, everyone will have to pay for that wonderful future and shed blood.

Oh, by the way, every time the New Year is over, she will also have a plate of pastries, which will be placed next to her in a pool of blood. She would eat it when she woke up, and the pastry was delicious. The time to eat pastries is one of the few days in a year when she can feel the sweetness.

After a long time, I felt someone put their hands on their heads. It was the first time for Feng Moyu to wander like this, and after waking up, his eyes were cold again:

"Hand down. ”

"I learned it from a senior member, I think it's like a kind of protection, don't you think?"

"I don't think so. Feng Moyu slapped away Feng Qianmo's hand and continued to walk forward.

Just walking, Feng Moyu suddenly stopped.

Feng Qianmo didn't know why, and stopped behind her.

The girl looked at the steaming shop on the side of the road, which sold freshly cooked Chaos:

"Brother, can we go eat a bowl of chaos?"

Feng Moyu's body trembled slightly, and there was something wrong with his emotions.

Feng Qianmo stepped forward and held Feng Moyu's hand, this time he didn't ask so much why, and he didn't have the desire to ask why.

He took his sister's hand and walked slowly towards the Chaos Shop. The young man in the green shirt didn't know when he was already a little tall, and completely blocked the little girl in black behind him:

"Of course. ”

Feng Moyu followed the figure and walked towards the shop step by step. She looked down at her toes and didn't look up. She knows that that back is very good-looking, and looking at that back will make her feel very relieved and reassured. It's like when I was in Qiushui Town, the back that said "I'm taking a step, and Feng Moyu can not take a step back".

It's just that the temperature of his palm has warmed her cold heart for a long time, if she looks at that back again, she is afraid, she is afraid that she will tell the truth.

"Feng Mo Yu, Feng Mo Yu, I'm so jealous of you, I have such a brother, but unfortunately, I'm not Feng Mo Yu, I'm a thorn, my hands are already covered with blood, and I can't turn back the thorn ......"

The two sat down, Feng Qianmo asked for two large bowls of chaos, afraid that his sister would not have enough to eat, and specially asked the boss about the time of closing the stall, so as not to be unable to buy a second bowl.

Feng Moyu usually didn't care much about these things, and at this time, he buried his head and began to swallow chaos.

Feng Qianmo hurriedly walked to the table:

"Eat slowly, it's just out of the pot, it's hot!"

Feng Moyu didn't want to pay attention to it, and swallowed one by one.

At this time, Feng Qianmo realized that the little girl's face was full of tears, and she didn't care if the tears dripped into the bowl, and swallowed the hot chaos one by one with the tears on her face.

Feng Qianmo grabbed Feng Moyu's hand:

"What is this?"

Feng Moyu's tears flowed faster—no matter how hot the chaos was, the pain it brought was less than one-ten-thousandth of what he felt at this time. It was rare that she didn't break away from Feng Qianmo's hand and insisted on going her own way, and the hand that was held let go of the chopsticks. Two chopsticks fell on the table and one fell to the ground.

Feng Moyu pulled out his hand and wiped his tears:

"He likes to eat chaos very much, and he likes to swallow chaos one by one, saying that it feels very slippery in his throat when he swallows chaos......"

Feng Qianmo didn't interject and listened silently.

"I told him that it was not good for the body, and that children would hurt their stomachs and choke easily. ”

"The little boy who never listened to his father listened to me very much, and he would chew it well when he ate chaos. ”

"After getting rid of his only quirk as a good boy for me, he loved to pester me, and I used to go to eat chaos with him during that time. ”

"I was thirteen and he was seven. ”

Feng Moyu bent down to pick up the chopsticks on the ground and placed them on the other side of the bowl, separating them from the other chopsticks. There was no sparkle in her eyes, and the tears on her face were dry.

"I'm going to kill him. ”

Feng Moyu raised his head:

"So, what are you going to do with me like this?"

Feng Qianmo stared at the two chopsticks, he reached out and picked up Feng Moyu's bowl, raised his head to drink, and poured the hot chaos into his mouth, and the chaos slipped into his stomach without chewing it.

Drinking the chaos in the bowl, Feng Qianmo put the bowl on his side, put the two chopsticks back together, and handed them to Feng Moyu. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve:

"Do it. ”

Feng Moyu didn't take the pair of chopsticks, she looked up at the young man in the green shirt, looking confused:

"Because I'm your sister?"

Feng Qianmo's eyes were clear, and he nodded:

"It's only right for my brother to protect my sister. ”

Feng Moyu got up and walked out of the store.

She looked up and saw the waning moon sprinkled with cold radiance, reflecting the pale face of her cheeks:

"What if I'm not your sister?"

From beginning to end, the girl in black did not take the pair of chopsticks.

......

On the way back, neither of them said anything. Feng Qianmo only felt that her sister was still sad about the past, and she didn't know how to speak. He can resist all the blame for Feng Moyu and use all his remaining time to pay it off, but Feng Moyu's own heart still needs her to go through it herself. And he Feng Qianmo has already talked a lot, he helped Feng Moyu repay the past, how much can he repay? Isn't it just to talk about comfort? It's just that he takes his sister too seriously, this is the only exit on the road of his heart.

Both of them had thoughts, and they didn't find the shadows, and the frequent glances of several shop vendors.

......

In the middle of the night, a cold arrow shot at the window of Feng Moyu. Feng Moyu took down the secret letter at the bottom of the cold arrow, and his expression was complicated.