"Knock, knock, knock......" The rapid knock on the door spread far away in the cold night, startled the two snowbirds, fluttered their wings and flew away, and also woke up Zhao Yingluo in the dream, this night he slept very sweetly.

"Brother, open the door. Hearing movement in the courtyard, Yuwen Shuoyue shouted eagerly outside the door.

"It's coming. Zhao Yingluo yawned and pushed the door open. There was half a snowman standing outside the door, and between his eyebrows and eyes, he could vaguely distinguish that it was his friend - Yuwen Shuoyue. The wind stopped, and there was snow outside. Zhao Yingluo, who yawned in the door, dragged his cloak to the ground, and was already wet with snow tarts in the courtyard, his body was still shivering, and the expression on his face was confused and embarrassed.

"Come on in, it's cold outside. Zhao Ying tightened the cloak on his body.

"Don't go in, come with me now, there's something urgent. Let's talk as we go. "Pull up Zhao Yingluo, Yuwen Shuoyue is about to leave.

"When I go back and put on a cotton coat, I'm going to freeze to death. Without responding to his brother, Zhao Yingluo turned around and walked quickly towards the courtyard.

"Uh, yes, I almost forgot. You haven't locked the door to the refining room, have you? I'll go in and get something. As he spoke, Yuwen Shuoyue also entered the door and walked in the direction of the refining room.

A quarter of an hour later, the two sat down in an all-night restaurant in Giant's Alley. The tea bowl in front of Zhao Yingluo has been refilled twice, and the New Year is approaching and it is the early morning of a snowy night, and there are only a few tables of guests here. After greeting the two, the shopkeeper went to the back of the counter and dozed off.

"I wanted you to sleep more, but I really can't sleep. I heard my father say that Mr. Leng will take Ruyan back to the Nanqian Continent early tomorrow morning, and he may not come back in recent years. Looking around and seeing that no one was paying attention to them, Yuwen Shuoyue lowered her voice and said.

"What?" Hearing this, Zhao Yingluo shouted out in a lost voice. A few tables of guests around him, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced over to this side, took a sip of tea with a strong emotion, coughed softly twice, and immediately asked, "What do you need me to do?" “

Yuwen Shuoyue took out two small boxes from his arms like a trick, and after opening them one by one, Zhao Yingluo immediately recognized that the black jade box on the left was filled with two Qi Gathering Pills, and several Dan patterns wrapped around them were all wriggling and ready to come out, which showed that these two pills must have come from the hands of the Great Grandmaster of Dan Dao, and the cover was because there were too many Dan lines, indicating that the effect of Cheng Dan was better. It seems that these two pills are difficult to practice. Those who swallow them may be able to temporarily escape the divine consciousness of the powerful people of the Huandan period in a short period of time. The second-grade and middle-level elixirs can bother the great master to make a move, which shows that the Yuwen family attaches great importance to and cultivates Shuoyue.

In the other box was a drawing of animal skins, ancient but elegant, with some dense marks on it, but for some reason the ink was not dry, a few vague places were barely recognizable, and a few mistakes or impatience caused the alteration.

After Zhao Yingluo finished reading the drawings, Yuwen Shuoyue said in a low voice: "Fucui Garden is our family's ancestral property, temporarily lent to the distinguished guests of your trading house to live, it is not surprising that I can have the drawings from other places, and there are a few changes that I have newly recruited from others, which have not affected your judgment, right? “

Looking at Yuwen Shuoyue's young and resolute face, Zhao Yingluo was a little worried, but he still happily pulled up his friend and walked out of the door of the restaurant, and disappeared into this cold night.

What neither of them noticed was that a dark shadow slowly emerged from the side door of the restaurant, staring in the direction in which the two of them had disappeared, intentionally or unintentionally. "Affectionate since ancient times. With a soft sigh, the dark shadow melted into the night again, and only a few words from the cold wind proved that he seemed to exist.

Despite the preparations, the speed at which the two of them were still digging was still very slow. The underground of the entire courtyard of the Fucui Garden is reinforced by the prohibition and is stronger than steel, and due to the needs of the architectural pattern, even those that are not reinforced are not as simple as expected. After breaking through a pile of rocks, Zhao Yingluo wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to gather the earthy yellow light to rest for a while, but in a blink of an eye, he met Shuoyue's eager gaze, so this idea was dispelled by himself.

Located in the west city of Shuangyue, the Fucui Garden is a typical garden-style building complex, with blue bricks and tiles, gray walls and eaves, hidden behind sparse flowers and trees, standing next to the clear rockery. Ruyan's solitary three-storey building is located deep in the courtyard by a turquoise lake, and the building is called the "Warm Pavilion". In the early morning of a snowy night, he should be lying comfortably in the warm quilt and listening to the wind blowing and the snow falling, but at this moment, as one of the three proprietors of Weidong Commercial Bank, the head of the Leng family, Leng Lie, is standing at the door of the warm pavilion at this moment, almost wanting to become a snowman.

So the stars are so night, for whom the wind and snow stand for the middle night.

In the small courtyard more than ten miles away, Zhao Ying fell into the bedroom, and at this moment, a slender woman added a few pieces of firewood to the stove, and then lightly got into his warm quilt.

In the warm pavilion, Ruyan was sitting on his own Yao bed with his knees folded, and the earthy yellow light around his body was blooming, practicing some unknown exercises and secret techniques. But seeing her eyebrows frowning slightly, and fine beads of sweat hanging on both sides of her occasionally fluttering nose, it was obvious that her work had reached a critical moment.

With a clear and passionate roar, the woman slowly opened her eyes, and the earthy yellow light that surged near her left was like a long whale absorbing water, and it disappeared without a trace.

The eyes of the sheared water became as vast as a sea of smoke, revealing the vicissitudes of life in the clearness, and the momentum of the whole person rose to the sky, and its Dao realm actually broke through to the realm of the unfinished period that people who cultivated the Tao of cultivating immortals dreamed of. The appearance of the whole person has also changed a lot, if Yuwen Shuoyue is in person, he will definitely recognize this female Yunran as Leng Manyun, one of the three old powerhouses of the famous Sichuan Sea Continent.

After that long roar, in the depths of the Yuwen Mansion in Shuangyue City, a thin old man who was practicing cross-legged in the secret room opened his eyes, but heard him mutter: "Isn't she here?" In the small courtyard, the fair woman frowned and turned over, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

"Congratulations to the ancestor for advancing the reincarnation exercise, the day when our Leng family will unify the Sichuan Sea Continent may be just around the corner. As soon as she entered this woman's boudoir, she had always been calm and cold, but she said excitedly.

With a wave of his hand, Leng Manyun interrupted him and signaled that the partition wall had ears.

Okay, the matter here is over, before and after the saddle, it has been like a long time, and you have worked hard. Let's go, then turn back to the Nanqian Continent and take over the affairs of Lian Nug Village. Here are some of the deities' cultivation experiences. As he spoke, Leng Manyun threw a jade slip towards Leng Lie. The latter took Yu Jian's hand and was trembling violently at the moment, he forcibly suppressed the excitement and ecstasy in his heart, and after kneeling on Leng Manyun's back and kowtowing three times, he immediately pushed the door and went out, and disappeared into the snowy night in a short time.

Leng Manyun moved his body to get used to this long-lost power. Pushing the window open, just about to breathe in the fresh air, suddenly being hugged by someone from behind, this feeling is familiar and unfamiliar.

"Like smoke, what, what should I do?" the incoherent Yuwen Shuoyue buried her face in her back, tears wetting her clothes.

Zhao Yingluo, who entered the room half a step in the evening, felt a monstrous momentum flashing from his cold body, although he was not deliberately targeted, but he was also overwhelmed, and even his soul trembled, and his cotton clothes were wet in a cold sweat.

Yuwen Shuoyue, who was sad and weeping, didn't notice this change in the woman in her arms, but listened to him continue: "My father said that you will leave with Mr. Leng tomorrow, what should I do without you? The New Year's gifts prepared for you have not been refined yet, when will we go together on the trip to the cast iron mountain range that we have agreed to?" Speaking of this, Yuwen Shuoyue was already crying.

Leng Manyun's shoulders trembled imperceptibly, and Zhao Yingluo just saw her turned side face: the half-open Danfeng eyes on the goose egg face were not angry and self-threatening, the sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, the small mouth under the beautiful Yao nose was just like a cherry, and there was a cold smile on the lips. This person is beautiful, but he is not their friend.