In the past month, the end of the year has quietly arrived, the weather has become colder and colder, and it has snowed for more than ten days, and the entire Dakuang Mountain has become a crystal world. The servants in the academy had already prepared the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and a group of people sat together, which was really lively. It's just that there is a person who has been cold-faced for the past two months, and his eyebrows are full of sadness, and he is worried at first glance, this person is none other than Shen Guhong.

For more than two months, Shen Guhong had really tried all the ways he could think of, but he couldn't solve his own problems, and at this time, he had to sigh twice, attribute everything to the will of heaven, and no longer think about it.

After eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Shen Guhong left the academy alone. There is already a thick ice on the mountain road, although Shen Guhong has immortal skills in his body, but he can't use it at all, and now he is no different from ordinary people, and even worse, compared to ordinary people, he fell several times in a row on the mountain road, and he was angry for no reason, his hands were clenched into fists, and he smashed it towards the ice. When the pain came, Shen Guhong didn't care about it, and smashed it more than a dozen times, and his fist was already dripping with blood.

"Waste, I've become waste!" Shen Guhong made a mournful voice, but the cold wind howled to answer him. He knelt on the mountain road, bent his head down, touched the ice, and his tears could not stop remaining, and he melted the ice a lot. This kind of strange thing, if others see it, they will be shocked, because although people's tears are hot, they will definitely not be as scary as Shen Guhong's, but at this time, he only cares about venting the unhappiness in his heart, and does not pay attention to it.

After kneeling on the mountain for a long time, Shen Guhong stood up with difficulty, but saw Mo Qingfeng standing behind him, he sighed: "This is not the Shen Zhuxuan I know, let alone the resourceful Shen Guhong!"

When Shen Guhong heard this, tears flowed out again, and he said, "Yes, now I am just a useless waste!"

Mo Qingfeng said: "If you continue like this, you can really only be a wasted person! The young owner of Lihua Mountain Villa has become a wasted person, this is absolutely unbelievable!"

"Then tell me, what else can I do at this time?" Shen Guhong's voice revealed a sadness and helplessness, and the cold wind howled, blowing his hair into a mess.

"In this life, people live not only for revenge, but also for themselves!" Mo Qingfeng wanted to enlighten Shen Guhong from another direction.

"If you don't avenge the blood sea, you will be the son of man in vain!" Shen Guhong said categorically.

Mo Qingfeng wanted to persuade Shen Guhong, but he couldn't even pass the level in his heart, and when he heard Shen Guhong's words, he had to sigh secretly.

"The great enmity of Pear Blossom Villa, I Mo Qingfeng don't dare to forget, but you, if you continue to give up on yourself like this, how can you be worthy of the deceased people of Pear Blossom Villa?"

Mo Qingfeng walked for a while, and there were tears rolling down in the corner of his eyes, and at that moment he wiped away his tears and walked into the academy, only to see Mi Fang standing by Shen Guhong's door, he turned his mind and said, "He is in the back mountain road!"

Mi Fang didn't know why Shen Guhong went to the back mountain road, but since she knew where Shen Guhong was, she saluted Mo Qingfeng and walked towards the back mountain.

Although the ice is hard and the snow is thick nowadays, Mi Fang's martial arts have been small, walking on the icy mountain road is like flat ground, she saw Shen Guhong kneeling there from a distance, and couldn't help but shout: "Brother Shen!"

Shen Guhong came back to his senses and reluctantly got up, but he painted under his feet and rolled down the mountain road. Seeing this, Mi Fang's little face suddenly changed, her body unfolded, and Shen Guhong was helped up, and then she slowly walked down the mountain road, and when she reached a flat place, Mi Fang's hanging heart was put down.

"Brother Shen, why did you come to this back mountain, it's so cold, let's go back!" The cold wind was whistling, and Mi Fang couldn't help but feel a spirit. Shen Guhong only realized at this time that he had been wearing a thin shirt, but he didn't feel half cold. At that moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in his heart that my internal strength must still be there, but I don't know why I can't make it.

As soon as this idea came out, Shen Guhong suddenly had some hope, and immediately he returned to the academy with Mi Fang and came to Mo Qingfeng's room.

Mo Qingfeng heard Shen Guhong's words and said, "The vitality in your body is much more vigorous than ordinary people, and I don't know what the problem is now, but Xuan'er, don't worry, your uncle will definitely cure you!"

Shen Guhong nodded: "Thank you Uncle Mo, if Uncle Mo didn't give orders, then the little nephew would have retired first!"

Mo Qingfeng said: "Go, rest early!"

Shen Guhong returned to the house, thought about it all night, and said in his heart: "Although Uncle Mo is powerful, he doesn't necessarily understand everything, the collection of books in this academy is ten thousand volumes, all of which are the words of the sages, and if you study it carefully, you may not be able to find a way to save it." ”

This idea was born, and Shen Guhong's whole person returned to his former self-confidence, but when he thought of the foolish behavior of self-abandonment in the past two months, he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart. At that moment, he couldn't help but say to himself: "No matter what, you can't make Uncle Mo feel guilty!"

On the first day of the new year, Fang Hongjie, Fang Hongyuan, Duan Jing, and Yang Qi still did not forget to read and study, and Liu Zhi, Liu De, Xiaolan, Lianxin and others still lived the same. As for Yingting, he went to the back mountain early to practice martial arts. Mi Fang is the most diligent, and prepared dumplings for everyone early. As the saying goes: Big cold and small cold, eat dumplings for the New Year. On the first day of the new year, Mi Fang was so diligent, naturally it was prepared for Shen Guhong.

These days, Mi Fang has been taking care of Shen Guhong, and between coming and going, the two of them don't know when they have gotten used to this kind of life. Shen Guhong also takes good care of Mi Fang and treats her as his own sister. In the house, Shen Guhong praised while eating: "Mi Fang, your craftsmanship is getting better and better, by the way, you can also eat some!"

Mi Fang smiled: "I have already eaten, today is the first day of the new year, I made a lot, brothers and sisters have eaten, but I saw that you did not leave the room, so I sent it to you!"

When Shen Guhong heard this, his face couldn't help but heat up slightly, these days he has given up on himself, so he gets up early and late, although he has decided to cheer up today, but the bad habits in the past have not changed. At this time, I couldn't help but think: "Good habits must be formed in the world, and bad habits can be achieved in one day." It's the same with people, you have been wasted too much in the past two months, from today on, you should be back to your original self!"

Mi Fang saw that Shen Guhong's eyes were shining, revealing an indescribable charm that ordinary people did not have, and she liked it very much at the moment, but for some reason, she lowered her head.

After Shen Guhong finished eating the dumplings, he said, "Today I went to the library to read some books, I'm afraid you will have to play by yourself!"