Master does not ride a dragon

A heavy snow fell for many days in succession, and the small restaurant was crowded with merchants from all over the world, calling Xiaoer Wenjiu with various accents.

Xiao Er was very busy, but still ran to the corner with a pot of hot rice wine, "Miss, take it easy."

The girl in black with a high ponytail touched the bottle, turned her face sideways, and said with satisfaction, "Thank you."

A small golden bell jingled on her head, it was really pleasant to hear, Xiao Er couldn't help but take a second look, and was glared at by the young man in Tsing Yi who was opposite her and made a look of "Hurry up and go".

Xiao Er was about to pull away when the girl suddenly added, "Remember to call me sister next time!"

Xiaoer was taken aback, "Sister, sister?"

The girl's big eyes flickered, and she said seriously, "I'm already 30 years old, okay? Are you being polite?"

The young man in Tsing Yi who was sitting opposite her helped his forehead helplessly, "Come on, let's do it like this, you get married and you get married, who cares how old you are?"

The girl said angrily: "It's not easy for me to grow to thirty, and you still don't let me show off? Why are you like this?"

Si Ge instinctively felt that she was about to break up with her in the next sentence, so she quickly poured wine, "Drink and drink, 30 years old is blessed and safe."

Only then did Huo Ling lean back on the back of the chair, taking a sip of the cold wine in satisfaction.

This place lives in the northeast, and the winter is much colder than other places, but where there are many people, there are rumors.

A group of young men with heavy swords on their backs gathered together, discussing the changes in Shushan in the past six months.

One person gnawed melon seeds and asked, "The reason for the Shushan meeting this time is that head Hua intends to abdicate, but isn't she the wife of the head? Since when did she become the head?"

The other said with a "tsk", "Which pot is not opened, which pot is not opened, and if you go thirty miles to the south, if you mention the wife of the head, you will definitely be cut."

The melon seed eater smirked and said, "Thirty miles to the south, who has the violent temper of our Northeast people, whoever cuts who."

The other party was annoyed, "Anyway, when the time comes to meet the new head of Shushan, don't talk about it."

The melon seed eater slapped his thigh, "What a fart the new head is! Isn't it Yu Fei! Junior brother, senior brother told you, I still remember the little sample when he came to our Tianma City to ask for help, with a handful of snot tears--"

The younger brother exposed him mercilessly, "Brother, when you were eight years old, you indiscriminately shut the head of Yufei outside, and even tripped that elder Qiuqiu, and then you were beaten by that elder Atai!" The one with snot, tears and baby teeth seems to be you."

The senior brother was so angry that he made a big somersault, and the younger brother added another sentence: "The others are disgusting at the age of seven or eight. Why are you still so annoying at the age of seventeen or eighteen? I sincerely hope that you can come back alive after arriving in Shushan."

The younger brother was so polite and arrogant, his senior brother knocked on the table silently, with a very distressed expression, "Didn't I think that the name of Mrs. Qiuqiu was too unreasonable? It was cannon fodder at first glance. Tsk, kid What do you know, don’t talk while eating, eat well. Come, eat a stuffed bun, I won’t choke you to death.”

Huo Ling turned around and was very amazed, "Wow, the new head, Yu Fei?"

Si Ge was also amazed, "Daughter-in-law, it's none of your business?"

Huo Ling said, "I think, wow, it's been 11 years?"

Si Ge continued to exclaim, "Daughter-in-law, have you brought your brain out of the house, do you know that you are going to be late?"

Huo Ling angrily slapped the wine jar and stone cup on his face, "Pay and leave!"

Walking out of Tianma City and crossing the snow field, there is a mountain.

The mountains are like gray clouds in the sky, stretching for hundreds of miles, and the snow is silent for hundreds of miles.

The more you walk into the mountains, the more the westerly wind blows, the sound of people and birds is perfect, and the rime hangs on the branches and shakes gently.

Si Ge was tired from walking, so he continued what he said earlier, "It's been 11 years. If Sikong was alive, he would be as old as you."

Huo Ling roared angrily again: "You just died! Sikong is a sword spirit!"

Si Ge said helplessly: "Okay, okay, Sword Spirit."

"But the sword spirit can't speak, can't recite spells, can't practice kung fu, and can't cook. I still think that the sword spirit is the sword spirit, and Sikong is Sikong. They are different."

Huo Ling lay on Bai Lu's back, thought for a while, and finally said: "Maybe, Sikong thinks the same."

Sikong Hu followed Lu Ju day after year year after year. Since he was a sword spirit made after his soul was broken, he had to stay in the sword to nourish his soul, but he could come out one day a year.

Lu Ju is a serious person, and he takes care of the body of Sikong Hu, who will never grow old, very carefully. He has not even had a mosquito bite. He is white and clean, and he has been a teenager for 11 years.

Every time Sikong Hu came out of the sword, he would seriously tell Lu Ju where he wanted to go.

Last year he said he wanted to go to the South China Sea, and this year he said he wanted to see the snowfields, so he obediently refused to cleanse Lu Ju, causing a lot of trouble.

But during the days when they met, the two of them didn't talk much, and looked at each other's face for a while - in fact, there was something to see, the soul was Sikong Hu's soul, and the body was Sikong Hu's body, facing each other, as if looking in a mirror .

Huo Ling patted Si Ge's neck, "Are you tired? Take a rest when you're tired. I don't know which mountain they are on."

Si Ge simply sat down, "Don't go, just wait. If you go again, you will go astray."

Huoling also sat down, leaning on Sige, grabbed a handful of snow, and slowly squeezed the snowball.

After a while, she wrapped her arms around Sige's neck again, hugged her warmly, and said in a muffled voice, "Sige, I think it's good to stay together like Master and Sikong. "

It's good, but also a little sad.

But she is rare and delicate, Si Ge turned her head gratefully, "Yes..."

Huo Ling continued: "So if you go astray with them today, I will make peace with you!"

Si Ge lowered his head and arched Gong Xue, suddenly said: "Look ahead."

Huo Ling suddenly raised her head, and Si Ge raised her hoof, sweeping a ball of snow into her collar with precision.Huo Ling shivered from the cold, and kicked back, Si Ge jumped back, and repeated the same trick this time, "Look ahead!"

Huo Ling clung to his deer ears, "Look at what you see and you'll know how to lie to me—"

There was indeed a voice indistinctly coming from the front, the boy's voice was clear and crisp, with a bit of waxy, very familiar.

Huo Ling clutched Si Ge's ear and looked back, only to see a figure turning out of the rime bushes, thin and tall, wearing black clothes and a bunt, youthful and heroic, but with a calm expression that did not match his age. It is also appropriate to press the long sword with the handle.

Huo Ling rushed forward subconsciously, "Master! Sikong!"

Si Ge trembled with pain, "Er Er Er Er Daughter-in-Law, let go of my ears first!"

The person on the opposite side stood still, raised his hand to wipe off a layer of falling snow on Taiwei's sword hilt, and smiled helplessly.

The author has something to say:

end!Manually sprinkle snow, love cools down!

In fact, it's still considered HE... My HE/BE psychological dividing line is completely collapsed.

I’ve been busy flying recently, so this article was written in a hurry, and many parts were not handled well, but I still rushed all the way to finish it. The author is really a hot chicken...

Spicy Chicken himself feels that this article is not sincere enough, so thank you all for your words and love!

Ben Spicy Chicken's next article is Wang Jiang's biscuits, which is almost the shameless sweet method in "Hong Kong Island Double Pride and Lovelorn History"~

(not necessarily sweet)

It is tentatively titled "Little General of Grassland Heroes", also known as "The Emperor's Boyfriend of the Vigorous Rider", also known as "The Prince Turns into a Frog", and also known as "The Devil Beside You"!

(actually not)

The fact is that the name has not been decided yet, but it will be published in about a week (*/ω＼*)

(In fact, it may not be able to open)

I went to buy beer, drink, mineral water, peanut and melon seed eight-treasure porridge, and then I started to shake my legs and write articles. Goodbye, Mina-sang!

Thank you Kugai for your friendship as a babysitter! (Yes, she is my babysitter, she collects money to throw thunder) and the thunder that Kinomoto's candy review article exchanged for!There are also seven horns, galloping thousands of miles, and golden thunder!The most important thing is everyone's comments. Writing a text is empty and lonely, and I don't know why, but it's super happy to have you chatting!

PS. Master, I will change it to the end first!

If there are extra episodes in the future, I may update them here, or open a new book to update them, or simply update them on Weibo (@红海Marilyn). I will study this when I need it.

(Anyway, this spicy chicken should not write special episodes)