The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Xue Meng was lying on the ground, and he was confused when he got drunk, and he didn't even know that he had just met the biggest devil in the world.He still fell on his back in the snow, and the snow on the top of Kunlun was falling like catkins in spring and reed flowers in autumn, covering him.

After an unknown amount of time, someone approached from the heavy snow with a bright red paper umbrella.Xue Meng squinted his eyes, and then he saw a cold face.

"plum……"

Xue Meng grunted, Hanxue never said the word, he was too tired.

"Well, it's me." Mei Hanxue didn't say much, and helped him up from the ground.

Xue Meng lay on Mei Hanxue's shoulders, but instead of leaving, he asked, "Is there any wine?"

Mei Hanxue said: "No."

Xue Menghun didn't hear it: "Okay, okay, why don't you accompany me for a drink?"

"...don't drink."

Xue Meng was quiet for a while, and smiled: "Look at you dog, I didn't drink before, you dragged me to drink, this time I drank, and you told me no. Are you playing with me?"

"I don't drink alcohol."

Xue Meng muttered a few more words, which sounded like he was swearing.Then he pushed Mei Hanxue away, and walked into the vast snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.Mei Hanxue was holding an umbrella, looking at his even rickety back, did not catch up, but asked: "Where are you going?"

He didn't know where he should go, he just hated that he didn't drink enough to get himself drunk to death.

Mei Hanxue said: "Come back, there is no way ahead."

Xue Meng stopped suddenly, and he stood there blankly. After a while, he suddenly burst into tears: "I just want to drink some wine! You don't let me drink! If you don't drink, don't drink, you still Lie to me that you are forbidden to drink! Are you human?!"

"……I did not lie to you."

Xue Meng couldn't listen at all, and wailed: "Is it human?"

"..."

"I'm unhappy, can't you see it?!"

Mei Hanxue said: "I can see it."

Xue Meng was taken aback, and then he became even more wronged, even the tip of his nose was red: "Okay... well, well, I won't drink with me if I see it. Are you afraid that I will drink yours for nothing and not give you money? I will tell you Say, I'm not that poor..."

As he spoke, he actually went to his pocket with a grunt, took out a pile of scattered copper coins and counted them several times, and he felt even more sad when he lit them: "Ah, why are there only so few?"

Mei Hanxue helped her forehead, obviously her head hurts: "Xue Meng, you are drunk. You should go to rest first."

Xue Meng hasn't answered yet, but there are rustling footsteps behind him.

Another gentle voice sounded: "Brother, what reason are you arguing with a drunk man?"

As the words fell, a hand wearing a gauze sheath stretched out, carrying a sheepskin bag, and a silver bell on its wrist.Mei Hanxue squinted her eyes, turned her head——

Behind him stood a man who was exactly the same as him, but with a deep smile on his face and extremely gentle eyebrows and eyes.

"Actually, when you meet a drunk, there are only two ways." The man smiled, "Knock him out, or knock him out."

Mei Hanxue: "......"

As the man said, he blinked at Mei Hanxue: "I know elder brother is forbidden to drink alcohol. You go back, I'll drink with him."

Light blue thin smoke curls up, dancing gracefully, affectionately, yet confusingly.

The elder brother's dormitory in the Snow Palace is filled with a strong and expensive scent of ambergris. The place is covered with pure white plush carpets, and one foot goes up to the ankles. The light gauze curtains confuse the sun, the moon, and the morning and evening. The wind falls and the curtain covers the Soviet Union.

Mei Hanxue was barefoot, holding her head, lying on the white velvet carpet, rubbing her white as jade toes at will, and a pair of jasper eyes looking at Xue Meng who was sitting cross-legged in front of her and drinking heavily.

After thirty days of drinking, Mei Hanxue smiled and asked: "Hey, Ziming, aren't you surprised?"

"Surprised at what?"

"There are two of us."

Xue Meng: "...Oh."

Mei Hanxue shook her head: "I forgot that you drink very poorly. After you are drunk, your head is probably different from ordinary people. There is no surprise or surprise."

Xue Meng: "Huh."

"I don't know if you are aware of it, but that day at the peak of death and life, it was my elder brother who blocked the sword for you."

"Can't remember."

Mei Hanxue said: "You have seen his weapon, Shuofeng. A sword made of silver black iron."

Xue Meng frowned and thought hard: "...but the person who stood up for me in the hall that day was very ugly. The weapon is not silver, it is... yes..."

"It's blue." Mei Hanxue nodded understandingly, "Because he was angry that day and he was very anxious, so he injected spiritual flow. Usually he doesn't inject spiritual energy very much. My brother actually doesn't like it very much. Take a hard hand."

"..."

"In fact, the two of us will use that sword interchangeably. I am the wood-water spiritual core, and he is the water-fire spiritual core. You may see green, red and blue spiritual currents, but..."

He didn't go on, because Xue Meng didn't seem to be very interested in it. Xue Meng started drinking his own wine after listening halfway, with a calm expression.

Mei Hanxue narrowed her eyes.

He suddenly felt that Xue Meng's appearance did not seem to be domineering and domineering on weekdays, but instead showed a trace of coldness.This kind of coldness makes Xue Meng not like himself, but like another person.

But like who?

Mei Hanxue couldn't think of it for a while, and he didn't bother to think about it.He has been doing things with the thin stream of smoke spit out by this Ruinaojin beast, lazily, drifting wherever he goes, as if he has no bones.

Xue Meng drank another sheepskin bag, and then asked Mei Hanxue: "Is there any more wine?"

"Yes, but you've had too much to ask for more."

Xue Meng said: "I am not drunk for a thousand cups."

Mei Hanxue smiled: "Are you sick?" But she still handed the wine to him, and said softly before giving it: "This is the last pot, if I give it to you again, I will teach my brother to know, and I will be killed alive .”

Xue Meng drank slowly, looking very cold.

He is not like Xue Meng.

While drinking, Xue Meng suddenly murmured: "You have a brother."

"Ah." Mei Hanxue smiled, "Otherwise, I've been talking for a long time, and you just saw it."

Xue Meng's eyes were a little erratic, his eyelashes were long, like a butterfly resting, and he murmured again: "I also have a brother."

"Ok, I know."

Xue Meng leaned on the beam and sat cross-legged for a long time, feeling a little numb. He straightened one leg and stared at Mei Hanxue for a while.

Suddenly, the icy expression on his face disappeared, and instead he wore a brilliant brilliance between his brows and eyes, but under this brilliance, Xue Meng still didn't look like Xue Meng.

He smiled and asked, "Hey, how does your brother treat you?"

Mei Hanxue was a little surprised at his transformation, is this the way this person is drunk?But he still said: "...it's pretty good."

"Hahaha, you really cherish your words like gold. How can it be good? Will he forge weapons for you, or cook you a bowl of noodles when you are sick?"

Mei Hanxue smiled and said: "No, but he will block women for me."

Xue Meng: "..."

"I don't really like to see old lovers cry." Mei Hanxue said, "The ones that can't be dealt with are all blocked for me. He does things much more simply than me, has no feelings, and is not procrastinating. But he just has nothing Interesting, so a lot of age, I have never even held a girl's hand."

Xue Meng wrinkled his nose: "What is your brother's name?"

"Mei Hanxue."

"same as you?"

"The words are different." He smiled, "He is cold, and he deserves his name."

Xue Meng said: "Why do you want to fix this moth..."

Mei Hanxue said: "It's convenient to do things. It's not strange for two people to do some things, but if others think that it's done by one person, they will feel very unpredictable. The Palace Master deliberately let us do this, so since childhood Take me and my brother like this."

As he spoke, he lifted the cover of the smoker, picked up a silver spoon to fiddle with the embers inside, and filled in some soothing spices, his voice was soft.

"He and I always carry a human skin mask with us. When he puts it on, I show my real face to others. When I put it on, he acts in his real body. It's been more than 20 years in a flash."

"Aren't you tired?"

"It's not tiring, it's fun." Mei Hanxue smiled, "But my brother probably feels tired, he always said that I owed too much romantic debt outside, so that he had to go around those girls even when he went out. Fix it."

Xue Meng has never experienced the feeling of being surrounded by female cultivators. In fact, he feels that he and Mei Hanxue's brother are in the same situation. He has never even touched a woman's hand at his age.

But this kind of thing is nothing to brag about.So he drank dryly, remained silent, and said nothing.

When Mei Hanxue was drunk and his mind was not normal, but he didn't want to, Xue Meng suddenly asked him: "Why save me?"

The tone changed again, this time it was gentle.

This kind of tenderness appeared on Xue Meng's face, it was too disobedient, and it was more glaring than the previous indifference.

Mei Hanxue finally couldn't take it anymore, he sat up, raised the hand tied with the silver bell, held Xue Meng's chin and turned around, and said while watching: "It's strange, it's me, what's going on? "

Xue Meng didn't struggle, let him break himself, a pair of dark eyes looked at Mei Hanxue quietly, and after a while, he asked again: "Why do you help the top of life and death? Am I familiar with you?"

"Not too familiar." Mei Hanxue said, "I played with you when I was young, but the person who played with you was me one day and my brother the other day. In fact, I have only been with you for about ten days."

"Then why are you willing to take me in?"

Mei Hanxue sighed, he stretched out a slender finger, and poked Xue Meng's eyebrows: "Your mother and father saved my mother's life... She is from Suiye City, Suiye, you know Yes, there are many ghosts. After she gave birth to our brother, she sent us to the Kunlun Snow Palace. Later, evil spirits broke out in the city, and there were heavy casualties. She managed to escape, but broke a leg."

The freshly filled spices have a crisp aroma of cedar.

Mei Hanxue smiled: "I have been wandering all the way, without any silver, and when I came to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, I was almost dying."

His brows are still soft, and the red water drops on his forehead are shining brightly.

"At that time, Uncle Xue and Aunt Wang visited Kunlun Treading Snow Palace for the first time. They met my dying mother, did not ask her life experience, did not collect money from her, and treated her with the best medicine. After he came to find his son, he carried her up to Kunlun Mountain."

Xue Meng was speechless for a while, listening in a daze.

After a while, he asked: "Then, where is your mother?"

"It's too sick." Mei Hanxue shook her head and said, "There is no way to recover, so I left.... But thanks to my uncle and aunt, we saw her for the last time."

A little wind blows in from outside, the smoke in the house clears, and wind chimes ring at the corners of the eaves.

Lingling is like the sound of water.

"Over the years, my uncle and aunt have always said that there is no need to say grace, it's just a matter of little effort. Later, they even forgot about it, but my elder brother and I still remember it." Mei Hanxue raised her bi-colored eyes and said peacefully glanced at him.

Too much time has passed, and when he talked about this incident, the pain was invisible, only gentle.

"That day, it was Uncle Xue who was carrying my mother on his back, and Aunt Wang was holding an umbrella beside her. They were afraid that my mother would catch the cold again. The first thing my uncle and aunt said when they entered the palace was not a matter of life and death, but It's not that they want to form an alliance or make friends with Snow Treading Palace. They asked if there are any twins from Suiye City here."

Pale golden eyelashes hang down, covering the clear water and clear pool.

"To be honest, that is the most outstanding head and head wife I have ever seen in my life."

Xue Meng choked up: "My parents..."

Mei Hanxue gave a "hmm" and said, "Your parents."

Xue Meng buried his face in his palms, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he was crying again. The tears in this life seemed to be shed in the months of disintegration.

He cried, and he finally changed back to Xue Meng's appearance.

And at this time, Mei Hanxue suddenly remembered——

Just now, he said coldly, "I won't get drunk for a thousand cups." That was Chu Wanning.

He brilliantly asked "Do you have an older brother?" It was Mo Weiyu.

He said softly, "Why save me." It was Shi Mingjing.

He was trying hard but clumsily to recall their appearance, recalling every bit of them, with a glance and a smile, sitting or standing, angry or annoyed.

In the past, he was used to the coldness of Chu Wanning, the scorching heat of Mo Weiyu, and the gentleness of Shi Mingjing. In the past, he had a master, a cousin, and a close friend.

Suddenly, it rained overnight, and the mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was blowing.

When the rain stopped, he was the only one still there.

They all disappeared.

Xue Meng was alone, holding a pot of dirty wine, drinking it, and one person became three people.

He was crying, smiling, indifferent, hot, and gentle. He liked them, expressed his liking respectfully, expressed his liking arrogantly, and expressed his liking awkwardly.

He thought maybe he didn't express well, his love for Master always seemed very dull.The love for my cousin is always very sharp.The love for the teacher is always very indifferent.

After drinking the wine, Xue Meng slowly curled himself up, he shrank himself so small, his eyes were red.

He said: "It's my fault...I didn't do it right..."

Come back.

I will no longer be arrogant, arrogant, hesitant, or indifferent.

Xue Meng whimpered, his forehead was on his knees, and his whole body was trembling. He cried, and he said, "Come back...don't leave me alone."

If the old man can come back, if everything can start from scratch.He doesn't want the reputation of being the proud son of heaven, or the majesty of the young master who is the pinnacle of life and death.

He just wanted to tell them bluntly and passionately—

I really, really love you guys, I can't live without you, and my whole life is about you.

Willing to use the spiritual core, willing to give a thousand gold.

Willing to give it all.In exchange for old friends, there will be a lot of fun for a while.

Seeing him mourning, Mei Hanxue sighed lowly, raised her hand to brush his ear temples, and was about to say something, when suddenly there was a muffled rumble outside the palace, like thunder rolling over heavy clouds, and the earth trembled.

This tremor lasted for a while, as if a giant beast was waking up deep in the snow field, ready to breathe out and swallow the sun and moon at any time.

Mei Hanxue had a bad heart, settled Xue Meng, and was about to go out, when she saw her elder brother holding a saber, opening the gauze curtain, and strode in.

Brother Dang's expression was serious and extremely gloomy: "Go to the main hall immediately."

Mei Hanxue said in amazement: "What's wrong? What happened just now?"

His always cold elder brother pursed his lips and said, "A huge mysterious magic circle has appeared in the northeast direction. I am afraid that what Zongshi Mo said earlier is correct, the door of life and death in time and space is about to open."