Chinese New Year's Eve, Chinese New Year's Eve.

There is no snow in Canglan Mountain, but the climate is indeed much colder than before, and the sea is blowing cold wind.

Liang Yi carried a bucket and stepped on the stone ladder up the mountain step by step. In order to prevent the bucket from wetting his clothes, he wore only a thin shirt on his upper body, which was a little red from freezing in the cold wind.

"This will be in Chang'an, it should be very lively, right?" Liang Yi raised his head, looked at the gray wind and clouds in the sky, and muttered in a low voice. Although he only spent one year of Chinese New Year's Eve in Chang'an, the strong smell of the year was deeply integrated into his bones.

The sugar man on the street, the fragrant Chinese New Year's Eve rice, and the red-hot door curtain, everyone's face is full of joy......

That's Chang'an, and I'm no longer in Chang'an.

Two buckets of mountain spring water were poured into the vat, and he jumped down from the edge of the tank with the wooden bucket in both hands. As soon as his feet landed, he saw a familiar figure.

Jiang Li woke up. Zhan Liuli held the sword, dressed in brightly colored cotton clothes, looked at Liang Yi and said, "In meditation, you can go and see her." ”

"Hmm......" Liang Yi replied with his head down.

"One more thing. Without waiting for Liang Yi to move, Zhan Liuli continued, "You know the rules of the sect, Fourth Order, this is your final bottom line." ”

Listening to the word fourth-order, Liang Yi's heart felt as painful as a knife. It had been several months since he had come to this Canglan Sword Sect, but he was still stuck at the peak of the third order. A few days ago, he received a message from the Northern Underworld, Xie Liuyun, the eldest disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect, came to the rescue of Xu Changfeng, and the latter's cultivation was already in the Divine Realm.

Before the starry meeting, the gap between the two was still about the same, and in just a few months, Xu Changfeng was like a dragon going out to sea and ascending to the sky in one step.

"The person who came to the Canglan Sword Sect, it should be him who ......," Liang Yi muttered in a low voice.

Zhan Liuli frowned, obviously hearing something, but she thought that nothing had happened, and said lightly, "The deadline given to you by the master is three days." After three days, if you still can't break through the fourth order, then you can go down the mountain with Jiang Li. ”

Liang Yi raised his head heavily, and there was no one in front of him, leaving only the words like a death sentence, which echoed in his ears.

......

"Xu Changfeng, are you up?" As soon as the morning dawned, Wei Xueying's call came from outside the door.

The teenager, who was meditating cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes and got out of bed with his shoes on.

He had already gotten up half an hour earlier, changed his clothes, and washed up, a habit he had developed over the years. He guessed that Wei Xueying would come to him today, but he didn't expect it to be so early.

Xu Changfeng pushed open the door, Wei Xueying was wearing a snow-white new dress today, and two pompoms were hanging next to her ears, which seemed to add a little warmth to this snowy day.

"Early. The boy said, "Isn't it early to go out now?"

"No, it's my dad who wants to see you. Wei Xueying said a little anxiously.

Since Xu Changfeng came to Wei's house for so many days, Wei Chen

Never looked for him. In addition, Wei Chen has been running around in recent days, and he has not been back to his home a few times, and he eats with Wei Xueying and Xu Changfeng on weekdays.

"Uncle looking for me?" Xu Changfeng was a little shocked, this matter would have to be faced sooner or later, but he couldn't figure out why he wanted to meet early in the morning on Chinese New Year's Eve.

"My father doesn't embarrass others on weekdays, I'm just afraid of ......," Wei Xueying said this, and stopped her voice.

Tonight, on the banks of the North Styx, there will be a quadrennial ice sculpture exhibition, which is a major event in the North Styx. In previous years, Wei Xueying went to the ice sculpture exhibition with her cousin, but this year is different......

"Xu Changfeng has seen Uncle Wei Chen. In the empty hall, only Xu Changfeng and Wei Chen looked at each other.

"No need to be polite. Wei Chen said lightly, "You can talk about it, you don't need to see the outside here." ”

"Uncle Xie. Xu Changfeng shook again, then walked to a chair and sat down.

"I've heard of you, you are also a little famous in Chang'an, and now you are in the Kunlun Sword Sect, and your future is immeasurable. Wei Chen said softly.

Since Xie Liuyun made a move in Changmen Town on the day of the fight, the relationship between Xu Changfeng and the Kunlun Sword Sect has spread like this, and there is almost no one in the rivers and lakes who does not know.

"It's just luck. Xu Changfeng said with a smile.

"It didn't take half a year to capture my daughter's heart, which is not something that can be done by a bit of luck. Wei Chen said, his tone couldn't help but be a little heavy, "How many excellent sons do I have in the Beiming, but I didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a Chang'an person, don't you say?"

"Uncle, you're serious. Xu Changfeng shook his head.

"Really?" Wei Chen sneered, "I said something you don't like to hear, if it weren't for your current fourth-order cultivation, I would have liked to slash you with a sword." ”

Xu Changfeng's face was a little solemn and silent.

However, he is also Mr. Qin's protégé, and he is favored by Mr. Han. Since Ying'er has decided to follow you, it's not easy for me as a father to be too embarrassed to do things, right?" Wei Chen said in a different tone, "Who are some people in your family?"

The boy paused for a while, "Both parents are dead, and there are no relatives at home for a long time. ”

"Oh, who raised you to adulthood?" Wei Chen then asked.

"Mr. Qin, one day is a teacher and a father for life. Xu Changfeng replied word by word.

"It is worthy of being a scholar, and there is really some pen and ink in my stomach. Wei Chen couldn't help but admire, "However, it's not that I look down on you, it's just that I have to give you a reminder." Walking the rivers and lakes, birth and death are the norm. Since Ying'er is with you, you have to protect her, and don't wait for her to leave her alone. ”

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