Lanshan Snow

Qiu Bodeng sat down by the campfire.

He tugged uncomfortably at the collar of his cloak.Thule wizard's cloak was inlaid with a thick collar, which tightly covered the neck, ears, and jaw.

Just based on psychological effects, Qiu Bodeng always felt that there was something unblocked.

In fact, someone surrounded him tightly, and nothing leaked out.

On the contrary, when he said this, Xu Zele, who had just woken up opposite him, had sharp eyes, and in a flash, he saw the red marks behind his ears... His complexion was extremely fair, and even the spots of light red were obvious.What's more, there is not one, but many.Thin and dense, extending down the beautiful neck.

There is a taste of billions of ambiguity and intimacy.

It was obvious that the back of the head was held firmly, and he was kissed all over without being able to move.

Xu Zele: ...

He hated himself for not being blind, hated himself for being sharp-eyed, hated himself for knowing the customs and habits of the Tule tribe like the back of his hand—what the hell is there to doubt!The young master Jingui held in the palm of the enemy's family must have been completely occupied by the circle long ago and couldn't be more complete!

Xu Zele knew the young master of the enemy family.

——One-sided understanding.

Back then, he borrowed money to engrave and print "Si Fang Zhi", but none of them could be sold.The creditor urged him so urgently that Xu Zele didn't dare to go home, and squatted in the bridge hole every day.

In the end, it was the young master of the Qiu family who went to Wenfang and bought a set.

As soon as the young master left the Wenfang, countless people rushed into the Wenfang, vying to buy the books he had bought.

"Si Fang Zhi" became famous overnight, and Xu Ze was strangled to death.

Qiu Bodeng is his half benefactor.

Later, Xu Zele met the young master of the enemy's family after a long distance.

He wanted to go up and say thanks to the young master, but the arrangement of the first family in Dongzhou for the young master's trip was really amazing: the flying boat was as majestic as a small town, the boxes were as bright as pearls, and the flamboyant young man was calling forward and back. , surrounded by thousands of people... Don't talk about stepping forward, you have to tiptoe from a distance.

Looking at that posture, the Chou family simply wished to use all their financial and material resources to pamper their young master.

result……

As a result, it was taken over by the head witch of the Thule tribe.

Thinking of the hickeys he had just glimpsed, Xu Zele seemed to have seen thousands of airships rushing towards the snowfield.

It's over, it's over!

As soon as Qiu Bodeng closed his collar, he saw the author of "Si Fang Zhi" looking pale, and with a "boom", he fell back again.

He was startled, and quickly looked at Sangji next to him.

Sanji was also taken aback, stepped forward to pat his back and poured kumiss.

After tossing for a while, as soon as Xu Zele woke up, he heard Sangji asking him carelessly, how many years haven't seen him, and he is so weak?Aren't you afraid that Amaqin will kick him out of the house when he sees him?Said, but also gloated and laughed.

Xu Zele: "..."

People's joys, anger, sorrows and joys are not connected, and the barbarians in Xueyuan don't understand his pain.

On the one hand, he was a good friend of the tribe, and on the other hand, he was a half-benefactor. Xu Zele stood up strong and did not faint again.

He got up awkwardly, introduced himself to Qiu Bodeng, and thanked him for what happened back then.It stands to reason that Xu Zele has traveled around in recent years and has seen many strange scenes and strange things, so he shouldn't be so restrained.But in this world, there are some people who really "look like a god".

The sky is getting dark and the campfire is burning.

The young man's delicate face was made smaller by the thick cloak, and the thick and curled eyelashes drooped slightly, coated with a layer of golden light, casting a light shadow that stirred the heartstrings, and the warm red light was plated on the plain snow-like cheeks, outlining a shallow halo.

His appearance made the gloomy camp brighten up.

It's hard to say, Sanji's high-pitched voice when pushing Xu Zele earlier was partly to wake him up, partly to subconsciously want to express himself in front of the young man...

It's not that he covets Arlan, the head witch.

It is purely mortals who should be at a loss in front of this beauty that is enough to make a humble room shine.

Xu Zele is a mortal.

After he finished speaking nervously, he dared to sit down again when he saw the young master of the Chou family nodding his head, secretly annoyed that he had forgotten to take care of his hair for many days.

In fact, Qiu Bodeng has always been picky about his aesthetics.

As shabby and sloppy as Xu Zele was, he would never have been able to get close to him in the past.But in the past few days, no one can talk, which really depressed him.Coupled with the blessing of being the author of "Si Fang Zhi", he put aside the previous standards for the time being and asked aloud.

Qiu Bodeng has been curious for a long time.

From his point of view, the writing in "Si Fang Zhi" is elegant and correct, and it is clearly written by scholars in Shuzhuang.

But the group of scholars in the academy have always had their nostrils upturned, so how can they put down their dignity and write about the "humble" people?What's more, the local chronicles are familiar with the customs of all parties, and they are written so vividly that they cannot be said by those who have not personally experienced them.

Seeing his friendly attitude, Xu Zele was flattered and almost shook his old self out.

It turned out that Xu Zele was also from a famous family.

The Yingshui Xu family is one of the big clans in Dongzhou, but Xu Zele's branch began to decline when he reached his grandfather.By the generation of Xu's father, he had no choice but to engage in the business of "Teaching the Teeth"—that is, traveling with the merchants to the Quartet and the tribes, half doing the general work of translating and understanding languages, and half doing the teeth trade to win over many parties.

It is even lower than simply doing business.

Xu's father felt ashamed, saved a lot of money, and eagerly sent his only son to the "White Deer Bookstore", hoping that he would revive the family.

Never thought that his son is a pervert.

"...I was traveling with my father in the caravan when I was a child, and I was so obsessed with strange customs. I have a wild and accustomed temperament. The few years I was imprisoned in the academy by my father was more uncomfortable than being in a prison." Xu Zele sighed, "As soon as my father left, no one was watching, how could he stay? He escaped immediately. He ran away overnight."

As he spoke, he compared the appearance of a shackle on his neck.

Qiu Bodeng was amused by him.

Half of it is that Xu Zele is worthy of being a penman, with a witty and humorous speech, he has traveled around for a long time, and his body language is vivid.Half of it is because the past few days have been really depressed, and now Qiu Bodeng feels kind to any Central Plains dialect.

As soon as he laughed, the flames jumped on his eyelashes, shining brightly, and his teeth were bright.

The burning of the bonfire seemed to slow down, and Xueluo also slowed down along with it.

Xu Zele, who was gesturing, forgot to move, and Sangji, who was spooning soup beside him, didn't know it was empty for a long time.

a little farther away.

Batachihan was reporting the news from the hunting sentry to Mr. Chief Wu.

Lord Shouwu has just returned to the camp.

In his right hand, he held the Tugong long knife that had not yet returned to its sheath, and there was a faint heat on his body.The dark black 氆氇 toga with a slanted front and right lapel, and the fine wool long-sleeved shirt inside were all taken off, and tied around the waist, revealing the lean and smooth muscles of the upper body.

To be honest, Bata Chihan couldn't understand his own head witch.

Although the Thule people are used to living in the snow field, they are not very afraid of the cold, and many warriors are also used to tempering themselves through ice swimming.But now that the big cold wave has just arrived, and the white hair wind has not stopped, so I go to practice swords in the snow with no shirt on. Is there any problem?

Batachihan also had to sigh.

In this kind of weather, you can go out to practice swords with a normal face. Lord Shouwu really deserves to be the most powerful warrior of the Tule tribe!

"The Canglang tribe appeared in the Kur Forest a few days ago. The strange thing is that they also brought a flying boat from the Central Plains. The All Gods Festival is coming soon, and the Cangwolf tribe hasn't sent the flag yet. I don't know if it's iron or not. Heart, I want to go with those Central Plains businessmen..." Bata Chihan reported with anger on his face.

The All Gods Festival is a common festival for all tribes in the snowfield, and it is also the most important event on the snowfield.

none of them.

The winter herding of the Thule tribe was hosted and led by the most powerful chief witch in the tribe, because it was the turn of the Thule tribe to hold this year's All Gods Festival.

There are many tribes in the snowfield, and they are scattered far away from each other. They only gather together during the All Gods Festival.

Many tribes want to temporarily put aside their hatred at this time and celebrate the arrival of the new year together.The grand ceremony will last for nearly one month. The union between the tribes, the resolution of grievances, the re-division of the pasture... and many other matters will be handled in the most peaceful way at the banquet.

Before the All Gods Festival, each tribe must first send its own flag to the host tribe to show that it will abide by the ancient rules.

If any tribe did not send the flag, it was either not planning to participate in this year's All Gods Festival, or it was provoking the tribe hosting the banquet, thinking that the other party was not qualified to host such a grand ceremony.

The Canglang tribe and the Tule tribe are feuds, and there are many conflicts between them.

Two years ago, the two tribes had just fought a bloody battle for the pastoral area in the east of the basin.Right now, the All Gods Festival is approaching, and the flag of the Canglang tribe has been arriving for a long time, so Bata Chihan can't afford to think about it.

As Bata Chihan spoke, his expression became colder and colder as he saw Mr. Shouwu.

He thought he had neglected something, and subconsciously stood upright.

But he saw Lord Shouwu holding a knife, passing him directly, and walking in one direction.

Bata Chihan: "...Huh?"

Meanwhile, around the campfire.

Qiu Bodeng smiled brightly between his brows and eyes, and the small light of the flame was imprinted in the bright black pupils, which was even more dazzling than the stars in the sky.Xu Zele and Sangji, two ordinary people, made a hand gesture and a spoon in the air, unable to recover.

"What's next? What's next?" Qiu Bodeng urged.

"Oh oh oh, later..." Xu Zele just nodded awkwardly when the bonfire flickered violently.

The next moment, the unbelievably beautiful young master on the opposite side screamed.

He was picked up in the air.