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Luo Changfeng stayed in Jueyunling for several days and set off for a while after everything was arranged, he set off and returned.

Of course, I have to return to Fengxue Yincheng.

There were his red clothes, his disciples, his Yan Lingwei, and millions of people there.

As for Jiang Manlou, Mo Xiangqi and others, they still stayed in Jueyun Ridge.

The battle between Bai Zhiqiu and the Demon Emperor almost destroyed most of the demon realm.

The messy Jueyun Ridge needs to be restored, and the Qizhan Tea House in the Tiannan Alliance can help you regardless of the manpower or resources. As the initiator of the alliance and the son-in-law of the Qizhan Tea House, Jiang Manlou, who is also the son-in-law of the Qizhan Tea House, naturally has no time to escape.

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Besides, the Lord of Tibingshan said that Huamanlou Inn should be opened in every corner of the world, so how could Jueyunling be missed?

Fortunately, after this battle, the relationship between the human race and the demon race has reached a higher level.

After Lin'er swallowed ten golden crows to save the people from dire straits, he was successfully regarded as the new demon emperor by millions of demon clans, and joined the Tiannan Alliance to support each other and resist the alien races together.

Princess Huang'er, after seeing her younger brother presided over Jueyunling, seemed to have grown up a lot in an instant, she chose to retreat with relief and silently.

Like her aunt, she went to Fengming Mountain and became the guardian of the demon clan from then on. It was like the choice of the phoenix and the demon emperor in the past, and there seemed to be a decisive state in the dark.

It feels even more like yesterday!

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The wind and snow are slow.

The heaven and earth and the city were all dressed in holy silver and white clothes, quietly as if they were asleep in the arms of heavy snow.

Luo Changfeng was wearing a black robe and a big robe cap covering his silver hair, standing outside the gate of Fengxue Yincheng.

The wind blows and snow is confused.

The snowflakes danced into the cheeks, and a familiar feeling surged into my heart.

Luo Changfeng raised his foot into Yincheng.

He did not alarm anyone, nor did he want to alarm anyone.

Although everything in Fengxueyin City could not escape Yan Lingwei's eyes. As long as he was willing, no one would notice that he had entered the city.

The thick snow under my feet sounded very comfortable.

The street leading to the city lord's mansion is still as lively and harmonious as usual. Luo Changfeng lowered his head and realized that there seemed to be a few more shops on the street and a Huamanlou Inn.

Looking up at the inn plaque, Luo Changfeng chuckled, thinking that Jiang Manlou really opened the first treasure house in the Silver City.

Suddenly I had the idea of ​​drinking.

Luo Changfeng walked in and asked the inn shopkeeper for a jar of wine.

If you ask what is the best dish in the world, Luo Changfeng will definitely answer the snowy days. Because you can not only drink alcohol, but also drink snow.

After leaving the inn, Luo Changfeng opened the mud and sniffed it. The refreshing fragrance was filled with a large mouthful of snow on his back.

He is not a drunk person, so he naturally does not have a good alcohol tolerance.

I drank this sip too quickly and almost choked. I wiped the corners of my mouth with my sleeves, and walked towards the city lord's mansion.

Similarly, he entered the mansion without disturbing anyone.

Walking through the silver tree garden in the backyard, he climbed up the stairs alone.

The mansion was empty and there was no one. Luo Changfeng thought that An Hongdou should be busy dealing with the chores in the city at this time, and he might not come back later.

This silver city has been thanks to the red clothes for ten years. Otherwise, he would not be able to manage the business with himself.

Up to the highest floor of the mansion building, Luo Changfeng put the little left of wine jar on the table. He was already drunk and drunk.

I walked to the bed and fell asleep.

Bai Zhiqiu fought with the Demon Emperor for ten days and ten nights, and he was alert to the fact that he had not closed his eyes for ten days and ten nights. After staying for several days, he was busy discussing the follow-up matters with Jiang Manlou. In addition, he rushed back to Yincheng and had not had much trouble.

rest.

He is really tired!

...

In the forest outside the suburbs of Yincheng.

The moon is on the top of the silver tree. A blue bird flew past the bright moon in the night sky and flew into the silver city of wind and snow.

The magnificent Silver City is still very bright at night.

The snow piled up between the ground and the walls and the roof tiles reflects the bright moonlight, and the quiet streets and alleys can be heard everywhere.

The blue bird that knew the road flew over the towers and circled several times above the City Lord's Mansion. As if he had determined his destination, he landed in the silver tree garden in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion like an elves.

An Hongdou walked from the outer courtyard wearing soft red robe and satin. He saw the blue bird that was sending messages at first sight, and the blue bird that was used to send messages in Jiangmanlou.

The blue bird lowered his head obediently, and the letter in his mouth fell into An Hongdou's palm.

An Hongdou gently rubbed the blue bird's head, and the latter received the reward, then flapped his wings and flew away.

The wind brought by the wings fanned down a small pile of snow on the branches.

He opened the letter and looked at the contents of the book. An Hongdou, who had little smile since Luo Changfeng's whereabouts were unknown, finally had a long-lost soft wave in his eyebrows.

"I still know to come back!"

He complained about the unfaithful Han Luo Changfeng, but he could not feel hatred.

The beautiful face of An Hongdou, the mother of Fengxueyin City, could not hide the joy on her beautiful face. She untied the red robe and brocade behind her, pushed open the door and entered the building.

As usual, I walked to the highest floor of the Mansion Building, but the strong smell of wine was getting closer and closer.

The sharpened pink nose sniffed, An Hongdou was suspicious and hesitated even more.

With a little vigilance, I saw the wine jar on the table and the man lying faintly on the bed behind the screen at the stairs.

A man with black robe and silver hair day and night thoughts.

An Hongdou walked to the edge of the bed and looked at Luo Changfeng who was sleeping deeply.

Looking at the thin face, thick eyebrows, and silver hair... smelling the strong fragrance of wine everywhere in the room, the mistress immediately loved and hated her.

"Disappeared for half a year and became an alcoholic?"

An Hongdou was helpless in holding her forehead.

Take off your boots for Luo Changfeng and place them beside the bed.

He put the red robe in his hand on the screen, went downstairs to get some hot water, and brought it up. An Hongdou wet his wet wipes, walked to the bed and squatted down, untied his black robe, and gently wiped Luo Changfeng's cheeks.

Her movements are very soft and light, but it does not mean that she is really not resentful at all.

An Hongdou, who was holding the scarf in one hand, stretched out his other hand, and while Luo Changfeng was unconscious, he pinched his right cheek slightly hard, which was considered a punishment.

He kept muttering: "See if you dare to abandon the red clothes in the future!"

An Hongdou, who was full of accomplishment, had a smile on her lips, got up and wanted to leave, but instead, she was dissipated by the drunkenness and a little sober Luo Changfeng reached out to hold her hand.

Luo Changfeng used his strength and pulled An Hongdou back and threw himself into his arms. He hugged her soft figure hard, wishing he could rub it into his body, and greedily sniffing her innate body

fragrant.

He stroked her black hair.

"I dare not, I will never abandon the red clothes again!"

...

An Hongdou, whose cheeks were flushed, pressed against Luo Changfeng's chest, and heard his heartbeat and the sound he made with his heart.

She felt sweet in her heart, but she deliberately sighed softly like a resentful woman in the boudoir: "Let me know some sweet words and fool people."

An Hongdou, who was held in Luo Changfeng's arms, wanted to struggle, but she was indeed a little uncomfortable in such a position.

Putting against Luo Changfeng's chest, she moved her body gently, but accidentally touched something hard to reach her slender waist.

The eyes that appeared honeyed.

That face suddenly burned.

Shy brows.