Chapter 379: The Snow Rises and Falls

Chinese New Year's Eve came quietly, and the sun, which was originally hidden behind the clouds, finally showed its face when it was close to the West Mountain, and it sank suddenly.

Today's Longhu Mountain is different from last year, there are no disciples, only Chen Mo is left, these people are very quiet, and the mountain is indeed quite deserted. On weekdays, I don't feel anything, but on such days, it's really uncomfortable to feel uncomfortable if it's not lively.

Chen Mo still lives alone in the peach blossom building in the back mountain, at night, he is not outside, into the house, the door is still open, from time to time by the wind swept in some snowflakes, Chen Mo is facing the door, sat down next to the table, there is a tea set next to him, the tea cup is still steaming, it is Chen Mo who took the peach blossoms, threw them into the hot water, and brewed a pot of tea.

The habit of keeping vigil on Chinese New Year's Eve, Chen Mo has had it since he was a child, and when he was still on Taihua Mountain, he would climb to the top of the Zhou Heavenly Hall with Xu Sheng and a few others on this night, counting the more than 300 night pearls on the hall, and looking up at the countless stars on the top, it was also quite childlike.

On this Dragon and Tiger Mountain, this snowflake is still fluttering on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, and the top is black, not to mention those twinkling stars, even the moon can't be seen, all are blocked by the clouds, and there is not the slightest light. In the room, Chen Mo lit a candle, and under the flickering light, he only felt that something special would happen tonight.

"Tuk tuk tuk!" three bells rang from afar, thinking that it was the bell that Wang Heng personally struck. In the past, these things were handed over to those disciples with poor cultivation, where could Wang Heng do it, but now there are not a few people left on this Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and when it comes to identity, it can only be Wang Heng to do such things.

Hearing the bell, Chen Mo knew that it had passed, and as soon as Chinese New Year's Eve passed, it was now a new year and a new day. As if he had completed some task, Chen Mo closed his eyes, eased his mind for a while, raised his head again, drank the last cup of tea, stood up, took a few steps in front of the mountain, came to the door, and just wanted to close the door, but a gust of fragrant wind hit.

Chen Mo stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes, and the mask in white clothes was Bai Chaorong, who had just come to Bai Chaorong during the day. Seeing Bai Chaorong, Chen Mo was a little surprised on his face, and he didn't have time to speak, but he heard a voice from under Bai Chaorong's mask.

"Why, it's so cold outside, Your Majesty doesn't let your concubines freeze outside?"

Although it was winter at this time, if he could say that he could freeze the Bai Chaorong in front of him, who had grown up in the demon land of the northern frontier since he was a child, Chen Mo categorically did not believe it. Otherwise, how could this Bai Chaorong not find a room to live on this mountain?

Chen Mo flashed a little embarrassed on his face, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, dodged away, made a gesture of please, and said, "How can you bear it?"

Bai Chaorong smiled again, didn't say much, walked into the room with steps, looked around, and only felt that this place was really cold. It's just that he didn't make such a disgusting appearance, as if he was the mistress of this house, and he didn't wait for Chen Mo's words, so he went to the bed and sat down.

glanced at it, and saw the big red futon on the bed, covered by a mask, but he couldn't see the expression on Bai Chaorong's face, only heard the voice faintly coming out under the mask, "The etiquette of the demon clan is still learned from the human race, this bedding should be the one you used when you married that Tang Zhangjiao!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed it on the futon a few times, and in a blink of an eye, he was looking at Chen Mo's side, his eyes were full of resentment.

Chen Mo couldn't say any expression on his face, he really didn't know how to take these words, after all, someone said that a woman's heart was in the sea, and he couldn't figure out what Bai Chaorong was thinking in his heart, and he couldn't say that his words were a little worse, which made Bai Chaorong's heart unhappy.

Seeing that Chen Mo hadn't said anything for a long time, under the mask, the seductive eyes blinked a few times, as if he had thought of something, Bai Chaorong tilted his head slightly, still looking at Chen Mo's side, and his words were not shocking, "Your Majesty will tell your concubine about it, how is that Tang Zhang's kung fu?"

Chen Mo only felt that Bai Chaorong's words were a few points more powerful than the sword of the elder of the Heavenly Master's Mansion Transformation God Realm, his body couldn't stand it and took a few steps back, and the embarrassment on his face was even greater, so he cleaned up a bit, put one hand behind him, straightened up, looked like a decent gentleman, and spoke softly, but it was loud: "It's about the name of other girls, this kind of thing is still cautious, Tang Zhangjiao and I have only been a nominal husband and wife in the past, and we have never been husband and wife, where do you know how to do kung fu?"

How could I have expected that as soon as these words fell, Bai Chaorong's eyes changed again, staring directly at Chen Mo, which was full of things called disdain, and after a while, he opened his mouth leisurely, full of disgust, "What I asked was the fist and foot kung fu taught by Tang Zhang, did you think of it?" I didn't expect the new emperor of Nanshu to be so filthy in his mind. It's not much different from the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, it's really a shame for you Taihua Mountain!"

Chen Mo was defeated again this time, only to feel that his heart was clogged for a while, and it was almost difficult for a breath of true qi to be smooth, and his heart blood gushed out. Secretly carried the meditation mantra handed down from Taihua Mountain, and silently recited it several times in his mouth, "Taishang Taixing." "I just settled down. Sitting at the table, my heart couldn't be calm for a long time, this person in front of me was really a goblin!

Seeing that Chen Mo was speechless again, Bai Chaorong stood up again, raised his hand to close the door, and when he arrived in front of Chen Mo, he bent down and lowered his body, looking at Chen Mo with straight eyes.

Chen Mo smelled a faint fragrance, his heart fluttered, and the Dao Heart that had just stabilized was almost lost again, and at this moment, the voice of Bai Chaorong came from Chen Mo's ears.

"It's such a good day tonight, why don't Your Majesty come and try the concubine's kung fu?" As he spoke, Bai Chaorong walked around behind Chen Mo, stretched out his hand, and two jade arms wrapped around Chen Mo's neck.

Chen Mo felt the two softness behind him, and the wonderful feeling that he couldn't say a word came to his heart, even if he silently recited the meditation mantra, he could also sense that his Dao heart was constantly sinking.

At this moment, Bai Chaorong's voice came again.

"The posture of me and that Tang Zhangjiao should be good, but Your Majesty is still unmoved, is it possible。。。。。。 As he spoke, his eyes were gloomy and a little playful.

Chen Mo noticed this, and a little bit of anger was born in his heart for no reason, but this fire qi did not support the sinking Dao heart, but instead fell straight to the bottom. Chen Mo stood up suddenly, probed into Bai Chaorong's ear, and said softly: "You just have to do it!"

Before these words fell, his hands reached out, hugged Bai Chaorong horizontally, and walked towards the bed over there step by step. The bed fell, and three or two clothes were thrown out.

Outside the house, the two peach trees in the yard are still standing in the wind, and the peach blossoms on the trees are more colorful than usual. At this time, Chen Mo's voice could be faintly heard in the room.

"It's a real white tiger!"

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This year, the Chinese New Year's Eve in Taihua Mountain is even simpler than last year, and the big guys are even free to eat a Chinese New Year's Eve meal together in the Zhou Tian Hall. The other mountains are okay, after all, there are a lot of disciples below, and it will definitely be deserted at night, and it will be very lively. But Taiqing Peak is different, Chen Mo has not come back from the mountain for more than a year, and only Chen Chong is left, without Chen Mo's noisy movements, he is indeed a little unaccustomed.

I remember that in the past, when Chen Mo and a few other young disciples climbed to the top of the Heavenly Hall to look at the stars, Chen Zhong would always scold a few words. Every time, Chen Mo would say that it was the last time, but he did not change it repeatedly. Thinking of that hippie smiling face, where does he look like a king of a country?

At this time, Chen Zhong also went to the top of the Zhou Tian Palace, made his head on the eaves, and looked at the night pearl inlaid on the Zhou Tian Hall under himself, oh, it was really dazzling. Unable to stand it for a while, Chen Zhong hurriedly withdrew his gaze, raised his eyes again, and looked straight into the air, looking at the stars in the sky that blinked from time to time, which was so eye-catching.

There are few winds and snows in the winter in the south of the Yangtze River, how many years, there is not a single snowflake on this Taihua Mountain, and there is no half of the cloud in the sky, and it is precisely because of this that the stars can be revealed.

Feel the mountain breeze in your ears, look up, you are seeing the whole Taihua Mountain, looking at the lights like stars in the sky, only the two mountains of Shangqing Peak and Shouyang Peak are still black, think about it carefully, the two old men on the two mountains are the same as themselves, they have to live alone, so, Chen Chong's unwillingness in his heart suddenly has a little less, but he has a little guilt for the king of the Shouyang Peak, after all, this is his own handwriting, otherwise, he still has a companion, right?

Cultivators, at the end of the way, most of them cut off the edge of the dust. The same is true for Chen Chong, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be valued by his master, and he is not the head of Taihua Mountain. However, Chen Zhong was still different from other cultivators, and when he was halfway through the avenue, he turned back and picked up the dust that he had cut off and lost.

If you have more of those dusty thoughts, your cultivation will be blocked. But this Chen Zhong had a little regret in his heart, but he was a little unwilling for his two younger brothers. Chinese New Year's Eve, when everything is a family reunion, this Chen Zhong once again remembered the events of more than twenty years ago, and couldn't help but come to his heart in one breath, not vomiting or unhappy, looking up, and speaking loudly.

"You wait for the heart of heaven to be arbitrary, and you are dedicated to saying that you are lucky to be foolish, and you are foolish by the mandate of heaven. Poor Dao is not convinced, this time he will use heaven and earth as a plate, and the common people will be the sons, and play a game!"

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The peach blossoms are gorgeous, and the snow is red and splendid!