Emperor Bai Qiandi didn't care if Ning Shitong disagreed, he hugged him so gently, and a warm air flow like spring rain directly followed this hug into Ning Shi's body: "Don't worry, later, you don't need to take out the sword, uncle." ”

Rumble!

As soon as Bai Qiandi's voice was finished, the spring night was thumped by Shen Hubao and smashed at his feet.

Bai Qiandi wanted to explain.

Ning Shi's body was restrained by this 'spring rain' and couldn't move, but fortunately, his voice had recovered, and his eyes were even more slashed: "That's what you said, don't worry? Bastard will recognize you as an uncle! Liar! I'll look at it, you continue to brag! You continue to brag to me!"

Bai Qiandi smiled embarrassedly, gently rubbed Ning Shi's face, and helped him wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Don't say that you are a bastard, you are my nephew of Bai Qiandi!"

Spring Night coughed up a mouthful of blood, struggled to get up, and then was also restrained by a spring rain: "Dragon Clan's female doll, don't be impulsive, you're refreshed, back, let me come." ”

The secluded Purple Cloud Tower.

Outside the building.

Snowflakes began to fall.

The sound of falling snow is silent, snow can cover dirt, it can cover dust, it can make tears freeze.

Emperor Bai Qian turned around in the falling snow and grinned brightly: "I'm sorry, senior brother, I want to take these children away." ”

Fei Nanhui, who had been standing quietly on the side and watching coldly, finally spoke: "Senior brother, there must be something wrong with you coming to me, you say, I'll do it." ”

Shen Hubao's bronzed figure is still locked in the spring night, beating a young dragon, it's really cool, he is already a little addicted.

Emperor Bai Qian slowly raised his hand and pressed down, invincible below the three realms, broke through the four realms and entered the spirit rhino, was born as King Kong, and walked the road of peak martial arts, the invincible Shen Hubao directly knelt on the ground, and his knees were towards Ning Shi.

Emperor Bai Qian's eyes looked at Fei Nanhui: "I do have something, I want you to help me find Qianqian's son." ”

Fei Nanhui didn't think about it: "Yes, three days." ”

After saying this, Fei Nanhui also raised his hand, and Shen Hubao finally struggled to stand up.

Emperor Bai Qian shook his head: "I'm sorry, no need." ”

Shen Hubao, who had just stood up, roared and knelt on the ground again.

Fei Nanhui raised his hand: "Why don't you look for it?"

Fei Nanhui naturally did not allow Shen Hubao to kneel down on such an occasion, and at the end of the sentence, raise his hand, and Shen Hubao had to stand up. The two Six Realms of Nian Xiu's peak fighting method are like immortals fighting, and a King Kong of the Four Realms is only ravaged, and he doesn't dare to let go of his fart.

Bai Qiandi stretched out his hand and touched the broken wine jug, felt the temperature of Ning Shifangcai in the palm of his hand, straightened the green shirt on his body, looked back at the straight bloody man standing there, looked at the flying snow outside the tower, and his face was rarely cold: "Finally, I called you Senior Brother, it's not that I didn't look for it, I found it!"

"He wounded Qianqian's son. ”

"No one can save him. ”

"Tonight, Shen Hubao, must die. ”

"No one can save him, including you. ”

With his back to Ning Shi, Emperor Bai Qian opened his palm, and seemed to hold the entire heaven and earth, the guilt in his heart was already heavier than that of heaven and earth, how could he give in half a point at this time. At this moment, not to mention that it was Nian Xiu Fei Nanhui who was in front of him, or Meng Bajiu, who was replaced by the peak of the Six Realms, he didn't want to stop Emperor Bai Qian from killing Shen Hubao.

Because, behind Bai Qiandi stood a young man, a young man named Ning Shi, the young man he should have found sixteen years ago: "Little Ningzi, my uncle has failed your mother, and he is blind again, causing you to be beaten, how can he not give you a breath!"

"I'm your uncle!"

"From now on!"

"This heaven and earth!"

"No one can hurt you!"

He stood in front of him.

Raise your hand.

The snow in the entire night sky was all still, the snow turned into a cone, and the cone turned into a sword, and the snow sword was exactly the same as Ning Shi's sword.

This moment.

There are a million of Ning Shi's swords.

The sword enters the building.

Stinging Tiger!

Slay the leopard!

......

......

Wind and snow Chinese New Year's Eve.

Contentment Changle Building.

Lu Yan and Lin Zhiheng, accompanied those young men to keep the New Year together, and the thin young man set off a firework at the end of the year according to custom, and the fireworks rose into the air and exploded a bright light.

According to the practice here, on the morning of the first day of the new year, there is a meal of dumplings, most of the people in the building are sleepy and dazed, and more people are drunk and fall asleep directly on the table.

Lu Yan had some worries, and he didn't drink, so he began to work alone, mixing noodles, chopping meat, and adjusting stuffing...... A dumpling bag by dumpling, the thin boy wrapped it very seriously, as if this dumpling was his last wrap.

Ning Shi, who went out to run errands, and Ye Qingniao and his party, who ran away after him, have not come back yet.

Lin added some charcoal to the fire in the lobby, and took out a few brand-new candles, which were lit up one by one.

New Year's Eve.

It can't be dark at home.

The wick of the candle flame flickered and swayed.

Lin walked horizontally outside the building, stood on the steps, and reached out to a handful of fine snowflakes: "Luoyang City, it finally snows, midwinter solstice." ”

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Lu Yan came over with a bowl of steaming dumplings: "Brother Lin, the dumplings that have just been wrapped, you taste them first." ”

Lin Zhuheng shook off the snowflakes and grinned: "Xiaolu is so diligent, this is to wrap out all the dumplings on the first day of the Lunar New Year?"

Serve the bowl.

Lin Zhiheng was ready to eat.

Lu Yan hurriedly said: "Just out of the pot, be careful of scalding." ”

Lin Zhuheng smiled: "It's okay, my brother's face is thick, his mouth is thicker, and it can't be burned." ”

Then, Lin Zhuheng was really burned by the dumplings that had just come out of the pot, but his brother's dignity couldn't be lost, no matter how hot he was, he had to pretend to be casual.

Lu Yan looked at Lin Zhiheng, and suddenly ran away again: "There is laba garlic in the kitchen, I'll get a few cloves for my brother." ”

As soon as Lu Yan left, Lin Zhiheng began to spit out his tongue and sigh, no matter how high his cultivation is, he can't cultivate on his tongue.

The snowflakes that fell through the sky made the entire god capital Luoyang City fall silent, and under the night sky, it was white.

Two teenagers, standing side by side on the steps, snow white in front of them, candlelight behind them, and a group of sleeping teenagers.

Lin took a bite of dumplings and said casually, "Something?"

Lu Yan was stunned: "Huh?"

Lin Zhu took a bite of laba garlic and exhaled with enjoyment: "I see that you are absent-minded and homesick?"

Lu Yan thought for a while, and then whispered, "I miss my sister." ”

Sighing, Lu Yan: "I originally promised to make dumplings for my sister during the New Year, dumplings with full pork filling, she loves to eat, every time she talks about eating dumplings, she is very happy, jumping and jumping, and singing to me, my sister sings beautifully, soft, soft, clear, bright, like a lark......"