Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"What are you doing..." Qing Huan really wanted to curse - because...it was snowing outside!To be precise, thick snow has already accumulated, and the sky is still snowing.

"It's so cold..." Xue Yuan curled up on the bed, his body trembling.

Qing Huan touched his forehead - he had a fever.

What is this all about...

"Wait." Qing Huan said, "I'll go to the kitchen and boil some hot water for you."

Xue Yuan was so cold that his teeth chattered: "Mmm..."

It's not that Qing Huan is not cold, but he is still different from ordinary people.I ran all the way to the kitchen on the snow. The kitchen was empty and colder than the room.

Qing Huan scooped up water, covered the pot, and then lit the fire behind the stove, but the fire was too humid because of the weather, so it couldn't be lit at all... Qing Huan was feeling annoyed, and suddenly stretched out a hand from the side , holding a sparkling fire pocket in his hand——

"Here." The boy's clear voice.

Qing Huan turned her head and saw Zhong Li, who was wearing a black robe, with her hair tied up, smiling brightly at him... No, he was not Zhong Li.

"Why are you in a daze? Click on it."

Qing Huan came back to his senses, lit the torch with the torch, and then returned the torch to him.

Seeing the fire burning in the stove, Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head, and saw the boy squatting casually beside her, like a pet dog.

"You..." Qing Huan felt her throat a little dry: "Why are you here?"

"I just finished practicing, so I'm bored." The boy lowered his voice and said to Qing Huan, "Anyway, your master is sick and resting, so he won't find me."

"My master..." Qing Huan paused and asked, "Are you afraid that my master... will find you?"

The boy rolled his eyes: "Didn't you say so? Your master can't let me find out that I'm hiding here, or he'll drive me away."

"Oh..." Qing Huan's eyes flickered, and then he found two deep scars from the boy's exposed neck to his ears, which seemed to be claw marks—"This wound..."

The young man touched his wound and curled his lips: "It's okay, don't worry, your herbal medicine is very effective..."

"That's good……"

The boy seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was very upset: "That dragon demon... sooner or later, I will kill him, and let him see how good I am..."

"Dragon demon?" Qing Huan looked at him—could he be talking about...

"Why, reluctant?" The boy raised his eyebrows, his expression gloomy: "You care about him so much? He is a monster, and we are humans. No matter how long you have known each other, this fact cannot be changed. What's so good about him? Just those things Hex... Do you know how many people's blood is on his hands?"

"He..." Qing Huan remembered what Long Zhao and Xue Rang said: "He promised me... that he would never hurt anyone again..."

"Do you believe this? These monsters are all cultivated by humans. I don't know why he stays by your side..."

"He won't..." Qing Huan didn't know why, she just wanted to trust Long Zhao.

The young man snorted coldly and stared at Qing Huan: "Do you really like him that much? Are you in love with him? Leaving aside your identities, you are not the same kind, so it is impossible to be together!"

Qing Huan lowered his eyelids, he was thinking about how to answer the boy's words, but he didn't know that his silent appearance was a sad look in the boy's eyes.

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I won't say anything. Anyway, I'll let you understand that it's not... the best choice for you to be with him."

Qing Huan was startled - he didn't know if the real Xue Rang would have an epiphany when he heard this sentence, but he understood the meaning - sure enough, he was to Xue Rang...

The two fell silent at the same time.

The wooden branch in the young man's hand drew unknown characters on the ground - after a while, the young man spoke again - "Xue Rang, I don't want to take revenge."

"what?"

The young man continued: "You're right, when will the end be repaid? If I can survive, I may not have to choose the heaviest path. Anyway, I don't want to be king or hegemony. No matter how chaotic the world is, I can live a life of my own." It’s good to be at ease, maybe it’s okay... to live an ordinary life with the person I love.”

Qing Huan stared at him: "It's best if you think like this... People don't need so many desires."

"I'm not someone with big ambitions." The young man sighed, "I'll find a place with good feng shui for my parents and erect two tombstones... Also, those who follow me, Disbanded too...it should be fine..."

Qing Huan nodded: "Yeah."

"Maybe my father who is under Jiuquan may not be satisfied, maybe other people will blame me, but...it doesn't matter anymore." The young man had a self-deprecating smile on his face.

Seeing this, Qing Huan reached out and stroked his hair: "Don't think so much, life is only a few dozen years, who knows what will happen in the future."

The young man grabbed Qing Huan's hand: "Xue Rang, you are always so free and easy...so, I am really happy to be with you."

Being held by him, Qing Huan wanted to break free, but his strength was too great - "You..."

"Aren't you happy? I was persuaded by you." The boy's face returned to life.

"High... happy..."

"I think," the boy said with tenderness in his eyes, "you probably like me like this."

"Um……"

"I knew it." Only then did the young man let go of Qing Huan's hand, and said: "I am different from that kid surnamed Yuan, he is full of ambition and desire, and wants to climb to a high position and rule the world... ..."

"A kid surnamed Yuan?" Qing Huan was puzzled.

"That kid Yuan Shao, his ambition is not just a prince..." The young man said to Qing Huan again: "Did Yuan Shao come to harass you?"

"Harass me?"

"Didn't he lose to you at chess last time and said he wanted to come to you again? He was still teasing you at that time, if it wasn't for... I would have chopped off his hand a long time ago—"

Hack, chop, hack - as expected, he was still young and full of vigor.

"He... didn't do anything to me." Qing Huan hadn't figured out who that Yuan Shao was, but when he heard the young man say that Yuan Shao was a prince, Qing Huan couldn't help but think of the only one in his memory that was related to "the prince". Could it be that this Yuan Shao is Tang Qiwei's previous life...

The boy threw the tree branch, gritted his teeth and said, "It's all your fault, it's so cute..."

"Ah I……"

"Okay, I'm leaving first, I have an appointment with someone."

"Hey..." Before Qing Huan had time to say anything, the black figure had already left the kitchen.

This comes and goes in a hurry...

Why?I don't know his name yet...

Qing Huan sighed, and added another handful of firewood into the stove hole.At this time, he found that the robe he was wearing just now had changed into the original modern one.Qing Huan finally understood that she was Xue Rang in ancient costumes, and she was herself in modern costumes.It's just that he doesn't know when he will become Xue Rang again...

Qing Huan didn't want to worry about it any more, after he finished cooking and fell asleep, he filled the wooden basin with hot water, then walked out of the kitchen with the wooden tray in his hands——

Huh huh?Snow melted?No... There is no trace of snow at all, and the temperature is no longer the temperature of the cold winter just now, but it is almost the same as before-what are you doing... Wait... Qing Huan discovered that it is not just the season that is wrong, but also It's the location...Looking around, there are mountains and waterfalls, this is not in the White Horse Temple at all!

Qing Huan can't laugh or cry, this is simply the effect of a sci-fi blockbuster!

Qing Huan felt that the way she was holding the tub now was really ridiculous.Suddenly, he heard a sound not far away, it seemed that many people were...

He walked over quietly - it turned out that many people were fighting in the valley, and the few people surrounded in the middle were obviously in a weak position, after all, the number was too small... What attracted Qing Huan's attention was the person in the middle...

Xue Rang!

And the person who has been sticking to Xue Rang to protect him... is the boy who complained to himself in the kitchen just now.

What the hell happened, they will be here, and they will be besieged by people, those people look like soldiers in their clothes...

Qing Huan watched anxiously from above, but Xue Rang kept clasping his hands together, Shen Qing was indifferent, as if life and death were meaningless.That boy is fine, but the others who protected Xue Rang obviously couldn't hold on anymore... Are they really going to die here? ? ?No, Qing Huan remembered that Chen Ziran said that he dreamed that he was frozen to death in the ice and snow, so now...

Suddenly, Qing Huan saw a hill that was slightly shorter than her, and a man in armor raised a bow and arrow, and the bow and arrow was aimed at Xue Rang below... The bow was stretched——

'Xue Rang!Danger! ! '

Qing Huan couldn't help shouting to the bottom, but...he tried his best, but couldn't make a sound at all—he watched the arrow shoot out, and shot straight at Xue Rang——Qing Huan My heart seems to have stopped beating——

However, what the arrow shot through in the end was not Xue Rang's body, but the young man standing in front of Xue Rang...

So the time seemed to be refined in an instant, the people in the fight stopped, and they all watched this scene in silence——

The young man hugged Xue Rang tightly until he had no strength and fell on Xue Rang. Xue Rang was stunned, he didn't expect this change, he could only hug the young man's body, opened his eyes wide, and gradually became short of breath stood up, trembling—

"Wen, Wen Li..." Xue Rang saw the blood-stained clothes on the boy's body, his eyes flustered: "Don't..."

"...Xue Rang..." The young man named "Wen Li" tried his best to grab Xue Rang's hand: "...If, if there is an afterlife, you must..."

Xue Rang put his ear to his mouth, trying to hear what he said...

The voice was so weak that only Xue Rang could have heard it, but Qing Huan on the cliff clearly heard the voice coming into her ears——

"If there is an afterlife, you must fall in love with me..."

That voice was full of endless begging, containing the regrets and reluctance of this life...

Qing Huan thought of another boy named "Li". No matter in the previous life or the present life, all he wanted was his own love, nothing more...

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near, and in her blurred vision, Qing Huan saw the handsome figure on the front horse of the army——

That man who looks exactly like Ji Zhiqiu...