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Heavy snow fell for several days.

When the long night passes, the glow is bright, and the once chaotic world is bright in an instant.

The snow stopped and the sky cleared.

Under the cover of snow, the huge valley is covered in snow.

Xiangxia Village in the valley seems to have not woken up from the winter night, only a faint mist fills the frozen river, and a small bridge stands quietly in the morning breeze.

Someone woke up, though.

In other words, since the day it snowed, he no longer fell asleep, and he had been realizing the changes in his cultivation, pondering the "Heavenly Punishment Rune Sutra". Now that the snow is clear, it's time to stretch your muscles.

Wu Ji slowly got out of the shack, stood in the thick snow, gently stretched his arms and straightened his body, and there was a crisp sound of muscles and bones around his body. But he was barefoot, with torn trousers, bare-chested and barebacked, his long hair disheveled, and his body covered with dirt, like a wild man. But he was content, looking at the valley, looking at the quiet courtyard not far away, and then looking back at the kennel-like shack next to him, grinning with his white teeth, and then running towards the river.

Although the "Heavenly Punishment Rune Sutra" is obscure and difficult to understand, with the silent recitation over and over again, the fiery red sword light in the body has stabilized a lot, and the stagnation between the viscera seems to have been relieved, and the pain in the heart has also been reduced a lot. Well, it's a stupid way not to ask for a deep understanding, but to be useful, and it's okay to keep it in your mouth.

Walking on the snow, walking to the river, "clicking" through the thin ice, "booming" into the river.

Standing waist-deep in the river, he buried his whole body. The chill to his bones was surging, and he didn't realize it, but he enjoyed it, until after a long time, when he suddenly got up, and suddenly the water splashed and the mist was thick. He shook his messy hair, raised his head, opened his mouth, and let out a long breath of turbidity.

It has been nearly two months since the exhaustion of cultivation and the ordeal was tragic. After continuous sleep and recuperation, the internal and external injuries healed, and the consciousness and cultivation, as well as the mana, gradually recovered. Or there is a failure, at least to reach the realm of foundation building. As long as there is a period of recuperation, the situation will be very good.

Among the known classics, there are many foundation-building sayings, and there is no need to pay attention to the relevant mysteries, and there is a saying that is not bad: the atmosphere is unimpeded, and all diseases are not born. If there is no illness or disaster, it is fine. If you live for hundreds of years, you will pick up a big bargain. After that, he accompanied the purple smoke amphibious double flight, and saw enough beautiful scenery in the world, which is enough!

It's not easy!

Without guilt, he started to scrub it, and he actually lifted a layer of bloody scab-like dirt from his face, like a snake molting, looking disgusting. He grinned in disgust and continued to move his hands up and down......

At this time, the door of the small courtyard "squeaked" open, revealing two figures, one tall and one short, a man and a woman.

The courtyard is covered in snow, and the distance is completely colorful.

Chunxiu wore a coarse silk variegated dress, still not losing her slender figure, she saw the snow scene, looked happy, raised her feet and went out of the house, picked up the broom and was about to be busy, and was surprised: "Oh, don't you freeze your body......"

Looking over the low courtyard wall, in the small river more than ten zhang away, someone was standing in the ice water, looking at his slightly thin body, who was not the blameless?

Fang Da was wrapped in a heavy leather robe, and his eyes were hazy. His leg was healed, but he walked out of the door with a crutch and swayed, looked at it slightly, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the snow: "Phew, it's good to freeze that wild man to death......

Chunxiu had already run to the yard, leaving a trail of footprints behind her. When she struggled to push open the gate blocked by the snow, rushed to the river in a few steps, and said anxiously and angrily: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, how can you be so reck......less" and before she finished speaking, she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth and her face turned red.

The man who saw the river turned slowly, but instead of swarthy dirt, he had a fair complexion and well-proportioned limbs. Especially his black hair and shawl, handsome face, sword eyebrows slanted, eyes like stars, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The whole person and the surrounding transpiring mist reflect each other, which can be called a rare jade man!

"Don't worry, big sister, I'll wash up a little!"

Blameless smiled back and continued to scrub the dirt off his body.

"Hmm...... Don't freeze, the eldest sister will make you a bowl of hot soup......"

Chunxiu was a little incoherent, raised her hand and patted her chest.

The people in the mountains are not exquisite, and there is not so much red tape. For the first time in my life, I saw a young-looking, polite, and strange-looking man. Compared with the dead goods of Fang Da, it is simply a world of difference!

She lost her mind a little at the back in the river, then she hid her shyness and boundless reverie and turned back, went straight to the stove to light the firewood, boiled the broth, picked up a broom and a wooden shovel, and cleared the snow from the courtyard.

Fang Da brought a stool and a skin for hunting, and then sat alone in front of the door, silently observing the actions of his mother-in-law.

See, the woman's cheeks are shy, her eyes are flashing, and her demeanor is diligent, which is nothing more than a weakness of heart and trying to cover it up, there must be something strange in it, hum......

In the Orion family, some are ready-made cured meat, which is stewed with water, which is a pot of delicious broth.

Chunxiu finished the work of the stove room, cleared the snow in the courtyard out of a path more than a foot wide, and then took a few old clothes from the house and went straight to the courtyard, but saw that there was no one in the river.

And in the blink of an eye, a person walked out from behind the shack, stepping on soft boots, his robe was in the wind, combing the messy hair on his head, and said with a smile: "Sister-"

I saw that he had a gentle demeanor and a free and easy demeanor, which was like the beggar who used to ask for food. It's just that in the ice and snow, his thin cyan silk robe is too shocking!

Chunxiu's face turned red again, and blurted out: "You are thin-clothed, and you are not afraid of freezing......"

Wu Yi picked up a wooden hairpin, put his hand in the bun that was coiled up randomly, stretched his sleeves, and responded: "I am not afraid of the cold and heat......"

Chunxiu only laughed, and said angrily: "Nonsense, you were weak before, and you fell on the bridge, but fortunately you met me, and that support was really tiring......"

The beggar who was rescued with his own hands has now become a handsome son, and his hard work has not been in vain, and it seems that he really has a brother of his own. She was excited, and her words were much more casual. And after she blamed her, she felt that it was inappropriate, and recalled the scene in the firewood room, and bowed her head even more shyly: "Big brother, I'll bring you a bowl of hot soup!"

Blameless smiled and thanked him, and instead paced a few steps on the snow.

The cold fog is thick in the distance, the stone bridge is lonely, the small courtyard is quiet, and the cooking smoke is curling; in the distance, the ice and snow are covered with ice and snow, and the color is the same for thousands of miles. It is just the rising sun shining, and suddenly it is colorful and picturesque.

Such a place is a rare idyllic view. If you can live here, and have a beautiful and virtuous woman like Chunxiu to accompany you, even if you become a hunter or a mediocre mountain dweller, you will have no regrets! Just like this familiar red dust is in front of you, but the dream of the past is getting farther and farther away!

Let's just drink a bowl of hot soup, and it's time to leave......

Chunxiu put the old clothes in her arms back into the house, and then went to the stove room to serve two bowls of hot soup. She gave Fang Da a bowl first, and then walked out of the courtyard with another bowl. And she didn't take a few steps, and a shouting voice came from behind her: "Xiu'er, you eccentric girl, why don't I have meat in this bowl?"

I saw Fang Da sitting on the stool in front of the door, putting down the soup bowl with a "grab", and hanging the corners of his eyes, not reluctantly.

Chunxiu was very helpless about her man, but she didn't dare to contradict it, so she had to go back and change the soup bowl in her hand, and then turn around and walk towards the courtyard gate. Unexpectedly, she was in a hurry, the snow was slippery, her body was crooked, and she spilled a bowl of hot soup clean, and even the soup bowl was thrown out of the way.

Fang Da stared, stood up suddenly, crossed the steps under the eaves with a crutch, and arrived in the courtyard in a hurry.

Chunxiu fell crooked in the snowdrift, thinking that her man was going to come to help, but who expected that the crutches would smash her head and face, and Fang Da was thundering: "Useless thing, I'll kill you-"

She rolled left and right to dodge, and hurriedly held her head with her hands and cried for mercy. The heavy crutches were merciless, and the sound of "popping" and screaming echoed endlessly in the small courtyard.

Wu Ji always stood outside the courtyard, not half a step closer to the courtyard gate.

During this period of sleep and recuperation, he had already learned the personality of Fang University. It was a narrow-minded, jealous and suspicious fellow. And he has a violent temperament, and he beats and scolds women at every turn, and he is simply a despicable and vulgar shameless person! And such a villain, he just found a beautiful and virtuous mother-in-law, but he did not know how to cherish it and ravaged it every day, which really made people indignant!

However, that guy dared to be presumptuous again. He didn't beat his own mother-in-law, but my blameless benefactor!

Witnessing the tragic situation in the courtyard, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said coldly: "Stop-"

Fang Dazheng was beating happily with a crutch, and couldn't help but stop with his hand, a little surprised, pulled out a hunting knife from behind his back, and said viciously: "Begging boy, don't think that if you look white, you dare to seduce my mother-in-law, I will kill you-"

Chunxiu took the opportunity to avoid the beating, and was already in tears with her hair sprinkled on her head, lying on the snow, waving her hands again and again: "Brother Wujiao, since you have recovered from your injuries, it is better to leave quickly, don't be like him!"

Alas, what a good woman, why should she find a man who is not as good as a pig and a dog!

Blameless lifted the hem of his clothes and slowly walked past the courtyard gate. He shook his head slightly at Chunxiu, his face full of regret and unbearable, turned to look at Fang Da, and said in a deep voice: "This big brother, as long as you swear to change your past mistakes and treat Sister Chunxiu well, I will spare you today!"

Fang Da's leg injury should be fine, he suddenly threw away the crutch, raised the hunting knife high, and smiled fiercely: "Hehe, your eldest sister Chunxiu is just a slut who can't give birth." And you're not a good thing......"

Blameless stepped into the courtyard, not yet standing firmly, the sword eyebrows were slightly obliquely erected, and he flicked the hem of his clothes with a "snap", and raised his feet to get up from the ground.

Fang Da only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the person had already flown backwards, "banging" against the wall, and "plopping" on the steps under the eaves. The hunting knife was even more out of his hand, and he disappeared in an instant.

He said "oops" and was about to get up, but he saw a figure in Tsing Yi flying three feet from the ground, and grabbed the soup bowl on the ground in the air. Before he could scream again, an angry shout rang out: "Fang Da, drink the residual soup in this bowl for me-"