As soon as the door opened, the snowflakes mixed in the cold wind blew under his feet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Snow, it's snowing..."

Chang'an, who was slightly stunned, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, turned his head to look, or crawled or squatted or rubbed his cute little beasts, waved his big hand, and shouted: "Wouldn't it be wonderful to take a hot spring bath in this scene... Rush..."

Chang'an, who laughed innocently and happily, immediately rushed to the hot spring with Niuniu and them, and without even taking off his clothes, he plunged into it.

This is not mixed with any emotion, the purest smile, echoing the peaks and mountains, swinging in the four fields, seems to have infected the world here, even the snow is lazy.

This bubble, a full stick of incense time, when Chang'an was satisfied with the little beasts, dried their bodies with spiritual power, and returned to the attic with spiritual power, Chang'an looked like a big beast, lying on the floor, surrounded by Niu Niu, and even crawled several on their backs, snuggling up to each other, warming each other, with satisfaction and sleepiness, with the late night sky, gradually falling asleep.

Early the next morning, under the snuggling of Niuniu, Chang An opened his hazy but unusually bright eyes and shook his head.

This night, not to mention how comfortable it is to sleep, the plush bodies of these little guys are simply warmer than the quilt.

"Huh... Xiao Hei, your expression is so painful, did you eat something bad?"

Xiao Hei has a tail bigger than his body, a cute little face, and after waking up in Chang'an at this moment, he can't help but scream, and the cry is so tragic that the other sleeping little beasts are frightened and their fluff explodes, and their bodies can't help but tremble.

Chang An was startled, and suddenly found that his body was pressing Xiao Hei's calf, looking at Xiao Hei's painful appearance of falling to the ground, rolling back and forth, Chang An was moved and felt guilty.

This is obviously sleeping at night, turning over and accidentally pressing Xiao Hei's legs, Xiao Hei can't bear to disturb himself, I don't know how long he endured it, and after he woke up, he finally couldn't help it.

Chang An didn't say a word, hugged Xiao Hei, rubbed Xiao Hei's legs, and said with a smile: "You are stupid, I suppressed you, and I didn't scream, I wanted to cry when I was moved... You can't do that anymore..."

The weight of Chang'an's body is nothing to Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei called because the blood did not circulate for a long time, after Chang'an woke up, he moved his body, and the sudden numbness made Xiao Hei subconsciously scream.

When the calf regained consciousness, Xiao Hei signaled that it was okay, and under Chang'an's unbelieving gaze, Xiao Hei jumped on the ground and turned over a few times, and Chang'an breathed a few sighs of relief.

In order to express his apology, Chang'an distributed the last remaining fruits in the storage bag to them, signaled them to be obedient, and then opened the door, stepped on the fluffy snow, came to the shore of the hot spring pool, washed up, and walked to the bottom of the peak.

Not to mention, after a night of plum snow covering, everywhere I went, there was silver frost all over the ground, wrapped in silver, and one foot at a time stepped on the thick snow, not to mention how happy Chang'an was in his heart.

He remembered that when he was in the dormitory, every winter, the day after the wind and snow came, all the disciples stepped on thick velvet shoes, kicked their legs and skated on the downhill path, fell down and laughed with the people around them, and they were highly skilled, and they could even lift one foot and do all kinds of actions in the process of skating, causing the amazement and worship of the people around them.

Chang'an fell down a lot, and now when he thinks about it, the back of his head hurts faintly.

Laboriously grabbing the rattan and climbing up the hillside, Chang'an followed a few times, and finally reached the bottom peak.

When they met other disciples on the way, Chang'an would also say hello, but when those people saw that it was Chang'an, their smiling faces suddenly froze, and they all rolled their eyes and trotted away.

"Bah... You, I want to be the first on the list of my Nanfeng disciples, genius Chang'an, I greet you with this disgusted expression, if I show my identity as a disciple, I can't scare you to death, I'm too lazy to worry about you..."

Chang'an, who snorted coldly, tilted his head, and just turned around, a fist-sized snowball bloomed directly on his face.

Xueluo opened his eyes and looked at the smiling young man in the distance, Chang'an's face suddenly sank.

"Sneak attack... Okay, well, since you want to play, I'll let you know in Chang'an, who... is the uncrowned king of snowball fights..."

Bending down and rubbing a snowball, Chang'an turned around, pinched the water swordsmanship mantra in his hand, and the qi of the dantian was one, and violently injected a large mouthful of saliva into the snowball in his hand, under the cold wind, this saliva froze in an instant, and under the chic turn, this snowball frozen into ice smashed on the young man's forehead.

A scream sounded, and the boy was directly beaten and fell into the snow behind him, and when he raised his head, his forehead was flushed, and there was even a bulging red envelope.

"Still not playing?"

The young man gasped, his eyes were frightened, and he quickly shook his head.

"I see that you are a new disciple, in this southern peak, you can't do a sneak attack with a snow pole... It's the rule..."

Looking at the anxious young man, Chang An was too lazy to make plans, wiped the snow on his face, and walked towards the Hall of Elders.

Coming to the attic where the elder lived, Chang'an knocked on the door.

"Hurry up and open the door, Nanfeng only came to Chang'an on the first day..."

"You little bunny, what are you going to do..."

Under the sound of hurried footsteps, Cai Dezi stretched out a bitter and hateful donkey face, pushed open the door of the house, and glared at Chang'an through gritted teeth.

"Can you not do the inner disciple task... I'm going to work hard to cultivate..."

"How dare you..."

Cai Dezi hadn't recovered from the anger of Chang'an blackmailing him last time, and when he heard that Chang'an still dared to make a request, he suddenly became angry, resisted the urge to slap Chang'an to death with one palm, and reprimanded loudly: "Don't do tasks, what to eat, what to drink, there are so many disciples of Qingxiao Sect, how to feed, how other disciples are well-behaved, you kid has a lot to do..."

Chang'an shrank his head aggrievedly, looked pitifully at Cai Dezi, who was angry and angry, and said with clear forehead wrinkles: "Then, this is not good, can I choose a favorite one myself..."

"Can't..."

"Then I'll tell you about it..."

"If you dare to say it, I'll just give you the right to choose a task..."

Looking at the crane hair's childish face, with a deep hatred, eager to eat his own talents, Chang'an held back a smile and stretched out his palm.

The furious Cai Dezi snapped off Chang'an's little hand, gasped, pointed to the northwest direction behind him, and said angrily: "I have to find the sect master for this matter, I have no right, if he agrees, the task is up to you..."

"Then, you give me a storage bag..."

As soon as the words fell, Cai Dezi's whole body trembled, and he was already on the verge of exploding, if it weren't for his reason, he was afraid that it would cause a catastrophe.

Chang An was cheeky, rubbed his little hands, and continued: "It's the storage bag that the disciples of Dongfeng can hold spirit beasts, I want a big one..."