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A little bit of sadness, heartbroken beauty.

I wanted to touch his face, but I was afraid to touch his wounds.

Tears rolled in his eyes, and he stood on tiptoe to blow on him.

I wish I was the one who got hurt.

The distress is engraved in my heart, like a little girl who has been wronged.

"Little brother. ”

She called softly.

"Did I hurt you?"

She bowed her head.

The moon is overhead, shining brightly.

Before she could ask why, she had already begun to blame herself.

Her question cannot be answered unless it lies to her.

"Immortal energy can cook water, and there is no tea in the snow-capped mountains. After many days, he gently said: "How did you make that tea?"

She smiled, turned around and took out her daughter's sachet from her arms, which was the other half of the camellia.

Gently opened, the tea is fragrant, and there are a few grains of black tea.

"This is Saigon Pu'er, warm and thick, and the best to calm the nerves. ”

After praising the portable tea, Rulan sighed: "It's a pity, my immortal energy and yang energy have been used up, otherwise I will definitely cook it for my little brother to drink." ”

Is it really worth it for a cup of tea and a life?

Love is not a transaction, as long as you like it, everything is worth it.

The snow is faint, and the beauty is picturesque.

On the occasion of such a beautiful view, a sheep fell from the sky.

The fat sheep fell on the thick snow, got up and fled.

Just when Yan smiled strangely, another person fell from the sky.

When he saw the sheep running away, he got up and chased after it.

"Pig's head!"

Yan Xiaomei giggled, recognizing this funny man as Bai Wuchang.

He chased the sheep, chased him with a smile, and stepped on the snow and mist.

The leg of mutton was short, and he couldn't stand the stumbling of the thick snow, so he didn't run far, and he was caught by Bai Wuchang.

Holding the sheep in his arms, Bai Wuchang was overjoyed, but unfortunately when he turned around, he was snatched by Yan Xiaomei again.

Picking up the wind, he hid behind his little brother, looked at Bai Wuchang who was chasing him, frowned and asked him, "What are you going to do with this sheep?"

"Pot under cold water, boiling water, cut meat with a knife, and fry salt condiments. Bai Wuchang said with a drool: "Half of it is boiled in water and made into hand-handled meat." ”

"Across the branches, simmering slowly, fragrant with oil, Persian pepper. Wiping away the saliva with his hands, he couldn't wait: "Half of it is burned over the fire and made into grilled lamb chops." ”

Holding the sheep tightly in his arms, Yan Xiaomei shrank behind Hei Impermanence again: "Don't you dream! Where did the pepper come from? Where did you get the branches? Where is the pot stove?"

While laughing at him, Bai Wuchang pointed to the sky.

Inexplicably, in the depths of the starry sky, a lot of crackling and falling down, all of them were things and spices from the kitchen.

Not only can he enter and leave the North Underworld freely, but this kind of thing can also be brought in at will?

Yan Xiaomei was almost stunned, thought about it sideways, and her bright eyes suddenly lit up: "There is no fire!"

Bai Wuchang smiled proudly, took out a handful of fire folds from his arms, picked out one at random, and shook it in the wind.

A seedling between the sun and the fire, reflecting the stars and the moon.

"After eating the fat mutton, and then drinking Pu'er tea, it is just enough to relieve the oiliness. ”

Thief ears, this is all heard by him, how long has he been here?

"Pu'er tea ......" she rolled her eyes, and suddenly played tricks: "It's for my little brother." ”

"The eldest girl's family, so stingy?" Seeing her cautiousness, Bai Wuchang teased her: "Who dares to marry such a daughter-in-law? ”

"You!"

was amused by him, blushing, and smiling only stomped his feet.

"You don't have firewood or fire, what's the use of holding your Pu'er tea?" A question, holding her death hole, Bai Wuchang is like a general who has won a battle: "Hand over Pu'er and sheep to ensure that your little brother eats with a mouth full of oil." ”

"The lamb is so cute, you actually want to eat it?" Yan smiled and frowned, hugged the sheep stubbornly, and scolded him twice: "Pig's head!

"The Pu'er leaves are also quite cute, haven't they been boiled by you?" returned her mouth, and Bai Wuchang's face was full of helplessness: "It's okay if you don't pay Pu'er tea, but this sheep is mine, why do you detain it?"

His words were convincing, Yan Xiaomei couldn't say anything about him, so he could only lie to Hei Wuchang, and called out aggrievedly: "Little brother." ”

"Give him the sheep. ”

A faint sound, like lonely moonlight.

Could it be that the little brother is hungry for meat?

Don't help me, actually help him?

Aggrieved took two steps, and heard Hei Wuchang whisper again: "He doesn't kill with his own hands, look at how he boils and roasts." ”

I see.

The little brother said this in person, and Yan Xiaomei no longer worries about the lamb's life.

Gently put down the lamb and fell into the snow, and smiled proudly at Bai Impermanence.

The fat sheep was in front of him, Bai Wuchang's eyes were full of helplessness, he sighed, and asked Heijun tentatively: "Master, you help me kill this sheep, I will give the little girl a fire fold and firewood, and let you cook Pu'er with firewood." ”

Dry firewood?

He's full of nonsense!

What a shame!

Before the black monarch reprimanded, the beauty had already jumped out.

Hands flying, dancing in the breeze.

The immortal energy is gone, but the moves have not been forgotten.

The palm wind is like a wave, fluttering.

There is no majesty, more like a dancing girl.

How could Bai Wuchang greet Yan Xiaomei?

With a smile on her face, she grabbed the fat sheep as a shield to block her jade palm, and said with a funny voice: "Hit it accurately, kill the sheep, and we will eat the hand-handled meat first for the first meal." ”

There are sheep separated by it, Yan Xiaomei does not dare to make heavy hands, angrily stands upside down, and kicks the snow.

When the snow and mist rose, Bai Wuchang smiled proudly: "If you don't agree with each other, who dares to marry such a fierce daughter......-in-law?"

Before he finished speaking, blood splattered his face.

A five-finger hook penetrates the body of the sheep and grabs the heart of Bai Impermanence.

The housekeeping skills of the underworld, the ghost hands pluck the heart!

Scattering the sheep, Bai Wuchang rolled the snow sideways, bowed his head and worshipped: "The ghost minister is fortunate not to be dishonored, and he has recovered the heavenly spirit for the king." ”

The claw wind chased after the top of his head, and the black hair curled into frost.

The beauty's pink sleeves were stained with blood, and she shouted: "Who allowed you to bring these filthy into the North Hell?"

"The ghost minister feels sorry for the king and only eats vegetarian fruits every day, and he specially sacrifices a fat sheep to show the ghost minister's ......"

"I can't take your turn to feel distressed!" Yan Xiaomei withdrew her palm, turned around and asked coldly: "Your loyalty is worth a sheep?"

"If the king doesn't like mutton, next time I'll carry a few cows. ”

Groveling, whiskers and horses.

"Cook these for me. Yan Xiaomei took out a sachet from her arms and threw it in front of Bai Wuchang's eyes, with a ruthless voice: "I also want to taste what this kind of tea that I have exchanged for my life tastes like." ”

Without being verbose, Bai Wuchang opened the sachet and took out a black tea.

"It's all cooked, and there's not a single grain left. ”

Yan Xiaomei didn't get a single grain in order to let Black Impermanence enjoy it exclusively, but Yan Xiaomei wanted to keep no one.

"Pu'er has a bitter taste, and if it is cooked, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the king to swallow. ”

"Bai Wuchang, are you reluctant?" The little sister laughed coldly: "If it's too bitter to drink, I'll use it to soak my feet, okay?"

Putting away the sachet, Bai Wuchang asked lightly: "Pu'er with fat sheep is also delicious." King, the sheep are dead, don't spoil it. ”

"Well, read that you are obedient, and give you this meal. After appreciating Bai Impermanence, the little sister glared: "You must clean it up, and there must be no blood." ”

Flattering at the little sister, Bai Wuchang puffed up his chest: "With me, I promise that there are no bones left." ”

The bare hand phantom comes to the snow kite, and the little sister Ling Feng plays the strings.

"Black impermanence, I snatched Yan Xiaomei's tea, can you grab it?"

"I'm not in a hurry at this point. Hei Wuchang learned to be patient, and his eyes sounded: "On the day of the decisive battle, I will spit it out as much as I want you to drink it." ”

The sound of the piano is graceful, and the little sister laughs wildly, as if laughing at Heijun's ignorance.

"Black impermanence, tonight, I want to drink tea with the zither and return to the sky. ”

The beauty looks at the moon, and she is extraordinarily enchanting: "You are so healthy and recuperating, be my practice target." ”

The sound of the zither dances and the snow drifts, and the little sister's voice is soft, like telling love words: "I hope you are blessed with great life and great creation, and you can withstand my two souls and two souls." ”