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For the six million people in the sky, this blizzard was urgently caught off guard. However, for the entire world where the cold weather was in the cold season, it was not abrupt.

Because the north wind blew.

Winter is here.

The heavy snow fell naturally.

Silently, like the slowly rising stone door of the Emperor's Mausoleum...

"Subordinate, congratulations to the leader on his way out!"

In front of the Emperor's Mausoleum, headed by Baihua Island, Baihua Immortal, led the three-robed leader, the quicksand in the alliance and the leaders of the thirteen royal clans, and bowed to the white-haired man walking out from behind the stone gate.

Di Wulei walked out of the forbidden area.

The turbid eyes looked at the cold sky, and reached out to feel the cool snow in the palm of your palm. The tired look was gradually replaced by a smile, and the stars and sea of ​​stars flashed in their eyes.

He withdrew his gaze and looked down at the ally in front of him, looking at the faces that were eager to know the answer.

The tears-free emperor leader smiled and said, "From now on earth, under the sky."

...

In the courtyard covered with heavy snow all year round, the cry of a baby came from the Bodhi Academy. The sound was melodious and melodious, as wonderful as the sound of nature, echoing endlessly.

Standing with his hands behind his back in the snow, Luo Changfeng, who was already a scholar, had turned around in a black robe and white hair, seemed to be turning around in another world.

The door of the house is open.

A few years ago, Yi Hongniang, who was a couple with Yingtian, and who was a six-character sect master in the academy and was already a mother, held the baby in her cradle, followed Ling'er, stood behind the door, and looked at her.

Luo Changfeng stretched out his hands excitedly.

Unexpectedly, the three figures behind him were even more frightened in their eyes and feet. They were unwilling to fall behind each other, and pulled and rushed in. Liu Shisan slipped under his feet and fell when he stepped into the door.

In fact, it was the junior sister Song Lingyun who pulled the corner of his second senior brother's clothes.

However, when the wedding was coming, Liu Shisan was not interested in it. He grinned and stood up and patted his butt, and then walked forward to see the true appearance of this young junior sister who was really like a fake one.

It’s a pity that he can squeeze in?

Senior sister Nangong Jiu glared at her, then raised her foot and kicked Liu Shisan out, and the snow in the courtyard was far away... It was extremely pitiful!

Li Xingyun, Li Luo, Senior Tiandao and others all presented congratulations.

Luo Changfeng thanked him one by one.

He was a little at a loss and was stunned for a long time. He let out a long sigh, and then he carefully took over the baby in Yi Hongniang's arms.

he

The child.

His daughter.

The continuation of the bloodline of the Luo family in Luohe County.

Anhongdou’s small bean sprouts.

The uncle of the junior teacher of Bodhi Academy.

The young lord of Fengxue Silver City.

Nangong Jiu and the other two are the junior sisters.

Luo Changfeng named her: "Cheng Xue."

Fallen into snow.

Snow of the snow.

...

Luo Changfeng likes quietness, and has not announced the arrival of the little bean sprouts to the world, nor has he spent much effort to entertain all directions. There are only a few six-character sect masters in the academy, such as Ying Tian and Yi Matchmakers who were the first mirror platform in the past, Tian

Senior Dao, Li Xingyun and Li Luo, and other old friends know about it.

Of course, Luo Changfeng did not forget to inform the Yuwen family, Yuwen, who was far away in Fengxue Yin City, that he also sent a letter to Tubingshan Zangbinggu earlier. This is the most wealthy and powerful among the uncles and uncles of Xiao Douya, who is the most prosperous in the world.

The head of a noble family, how can Jiang Manlou not express his feelings?

On the night when Xiao Douya was born, the envoy under the command of the Lord of the Tybianzangbian Valley entered the Forgetful River.

In the letter, Jiang Manlou was talking nonsense about his well-being. Almost all the reply was full of words such as giving advice to An Hongdou, and saying hello to his sister-in-law instead of his wife. The topic of Luo Changfeng, a comrade in brothers and sisters,

A few numbers are still miserable and bleak.

The most hateful sign was that he did not forget to leave the little handprint of his precious son Jiang Wuque, saying: "Brother Wuque is young and cannot cross thousands of rivers and meet him in person. Only by standing on his palm is sincere, I offer it here

Two divine weapons, one is 'natural' and the other is 'no evil'. I hope that sister Douya will be carefree, painless, and disaster-free."

"What medicine did this guy buy?" An Hongdou folded the letter and put it aside. He looked at Luo Changfeng with anger, then lowered his head to tease the pillow and blinked his clear eyes. He was curious about everything in the new world.

little bean sprouts.

Luo Changfeng smiled without saying a word.

An Hongdou couldn't see Jiang Manlou's thoughts, but he didn't know that for him, he had already been Sima Zhao's intention.

Luo Changfeng turned around and held up the red wooden box on the table.

Open the box, and a sword came into your eyes.

The name of the sword is Wuxie, and the name of the sword is naive.

There is also a letter in the box, which tells in detail the process of Jiang Manlou's personal drawings and supervising the design of innocence, as well as the method of two magical weapons to recognize the master. Finally, there is a boast that it is said that innocence is made with great effort and the magical weapons are forged.

At that time, the sword spirits were born, and they were inducing each other.

Therefore, Jiang Manlou suggested that Luo Changfeng would not

The evil stays by your side, and innocence can be turned into a sword rope bracelet and worn on your little niece's wrist. In this way, even if you are thousands of miles apart, you can know the situation of the little Douya through the induction of the sword infant spirit. You even boldly say that if the old man Tianji is alive, God

The ranking of the innocent and innocent position in the military list must be before Arrow Eight.

Although the verbal modification is suspected of being mixed with water, Luo Changfeng still believes in the degree of innocence and innocence. After all, Jiang Manlou’s talent in art is obvious to all.

The iron armor of the Buddha is the best proof.

According to Jiang Manlou's narration, Luo Changfeng successfully made the naive master recognize him, and finally turned into an arc, condensed into a sword bracelet on Xiaodouya's snow-white wrist, and the sword spirit flashed.

The baby in the swaddling clothes smiles happily.

...

Winter is gone and spring is coming, and the little bean sprouts are full of the moon in a blink of an eye.

After all, he was a great practitioner, and An Hongdou recovered very quickly. A few days ago, Luo Changfeng quietly left Bodhi Academy and secretly returned to Luohe County with his wife and daughter to worship his deceased parents and clans.

After returning to the academy, Luo Changfeng began to feel a little depressed.

Looks like he is worried.

On this day, he stood alone on the snow cliff behind Wangqingchuan Courtyard, staring at the tombstones of the teacher, senior brother and Lao Daokui.

During this period, he thought about many things and planned many things. Now that An Hongdou has successfully given birth, he has no worries.

Everything is ready.

Just wait for the east wind.

He waited silently on the Snow Cliff of Forgetful River for twenty-three days until the world ushered in February and all things revived. He finally waited for the east wind, a east wind from the Zhongzhou Imperial Alliance.

That was an invitation written by Di Wulei.

Cambodia's famous world club.

Emperor Wulei wrote: "The chaotic disasters arise and the world dies. I can't bear to see the people slaughter, so Mao recommended himself and sincerely invited fellow workers from all over the world to meet Zhongzhou on March 3 to discuss the decision to fight against other people. I hope to join you in the grand event, not to do so.

We will bring peace to all ages, and we will only hope to return the world to peace for a long time."

"I pray to tears."

...

The east wind blows on my face.

Luo Changfeng got off the snow cliff, left the Forgetful River, and went to look for Dean Li Xingyun.

Two days later, led by Nangong Jiu, Liu Shisan, and Song Lingyun, the students of the Six Character Sect of the Academy, together with the disciples of the inner courtyard of the 17 Mingjingtai, a total of 275 people went down the mountain together.

Going to the west of heaven...

It is February.

There are grass growing and warblers flying far away.

There is a white horse drunk on the east wind.

There is a young man singing for a long time.