The snow in winter is pure white, but it is so cold. Everything is bleak, the world has a touch of sadness, and life is frozen at this moment. The flying snow falls like a knife rain, covering the vision with silver, adding a touch of coldness to the world. A snowfall cannot end the indifference of winter. The biting cold wind whistled past. A dilapidated temple stood alone. The cold wind whistled through the broken doors and windows, making bursts of sobbing. A weak flame swayed in the cold wind, and it seemed that it could go out at any time. A figure appeared under the reflection of the flames. It was a white-haired old woman.

Sit down around the firelight, using the warmth to dispel the cold.

Thump, thump!

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the temple gate, and then it was pushed open.

A young man in white walked in, holding a delicate little girl beside him.

"It's too snowy outside. I didn't know there was someone inside. Please bear with me."

The young man in white seemed to be unaware that there was someone inside, and greeted politely.

"It's okay. The snow outside is a bit heavy. Come here to warm up by the fire."

The old woman warmly entertained.

"Sorry for disturbing you."

The young man in white did not refuse, and sat aside holding the girl in his hand.

"Young man, where are you from and why are you here?"

The old woman asked.

"I was just about to go to Ningyuan Town, which is not far away. I had to hide because of the heavy snow on the way."

The young man in white smiled slightly.

"I heard that there have been many deaths in Ningyuan Town recently. It is said that they were all eaten by demons. How dare you go there?"

The old woman whispered.

"Where are the demons?"

The young man in white smiled.

When the old woman saw that he didn't believe her and was about to say something else, the door of the temple was pushed open again.

A figure appeared in the sight of the three people.

The woman was about thirty years old, with a beautiful face and a curvy figure.

The cloth clothes were wet by the snow, and a touch of spring could be seen vaguely.

The two huge things on the chest jumped up and down.

"Sorry, I didn't know there were people inside."

The woman was startled by the three people inside.

"It's okay, girl, we are all hiding from the snow, come over quickly."

The old woman smiled kindly.

"Excuse me then."

The woman said in a tender voice.

Then she sat directly beside the young man in white.

The woman's wet hair and sad face were full of indescribable charm. She was just politely curling her lips, but she was full of unique charm.

The woman wrung out her wet clothes, took out a handkerchief and wiped them gently, and her beautiful eyes secretly looked at Shen Shuchou from time to time.

It was cold outside, but the temple seemed peaceful and harmonious.

The old woman did not talk to Shen Shuchou anymore, but sat quietly.

Just a pair of turbid eyes, quietly looking at someone, not knowing what she was thinking.

Time passed slowly like this.

At this moment, a faint fragrance drifted into Shen Shuchou's nose.

The wet woman suddenly came to the young man in white, and her moist hair gently hit him.

The young man in white looked up in confusion.

From this angle, you can see the alluring spring scenery, with the silk bellyband just sticking to the snow-white skin.

As if she realized that she was too presumptuous, two blushes appeared on the woman's face.

"I'm sorry, sir, I just want to see what you are carrying behind you."

The woman's voice was soft and charming.

As soon as the woman finished speaking, she saw the young girl next to the young man in white looking at her with hostile eyes.

The woman didn't care, but her body got closer.

With this touch, the spring scenery on her chest was more prosperous, and the ambiguous atmosphere was surrounded.

"I'm carrying a sword."

The young man in white smiled slightly.

The young man in white was none other than Shen Shuchou, and the girl next to him was Hu Baibai.

It has been three years since I first met Hu Baibai.

"Then sir, can you show me?"

The woman said with seductive eyes and charming red lips.

"My sword will shed blood when it is unsheathed."

Shen Shuchou looked at him with a smile.

"Young master, you are so annoying. Why are you scaring me?"

The woman stroked her chest gently, her eyes were full of anger, and she looked very seductive.

"Then young master, do you think the sword is beautiful, or do you think I am beautiful?"

The woman's delicate body gently pressed on Shen Shuchou's arm, and a small hand as soft as boneless touched Shen Shuchou's body.

Slide up.

Soon, the small snake-like hand gradually traveled to Shen Shuqiu's abdomen, just as he was about to go deeper.

Shen Shuqiu grabbed the hand and said calmly: "I think my sword is more beautiful."

"Young Master is disgusting."

The woman said softly.

But the next moment, the woman's expression suddenly changed.

The sword box behind Shen Shuqiu suddenly opened, and a long sword floated into the air.

"You are actually a practitioner."

The woman screamed.

A crisis of death instantly enveloped the woman.

Feeling the terrifying oppression, the woman turned around and tried to escape, but the next moment she was penetrated by a bright sword light.

The soft body suddenly exploded, and a dark snake body fell to the ground.

"It's a pity that it's just a spirit beast."

Shen Shuqiu shook his head.

The old woman on the side was stunned by the sudden bloody scene.

"I almost forgot about you."

Shen Shuqiu turned around and gave a smile.

The old woman's face instantly turned cold, and her heart was extremely frightened.

Seeing that her identity was revealed, the old woman's figure instantly flew towards the window, but Shen Shuqiu's sword was faster.

In an instant, it turned into an afterimage, cutting off the escaping old woman.

A corpse of a civet cat broken into two parts fell down.

This trip went to Ningyuan Town, where Shen Shuqiu was entrusted by the mayor to deal with the monsters here.

In this life, the system did not provide Shen Shuqiu with any money, so he had to take on some demon-slaying tasks to support Hu Baibai.

Now Hu Baibai is only four or five years old, and has not really started to embark on the journey of spiritual practice.

After taking care of the two monsters, Shen Shuqiu was about to lead Hu Baibai away.

I saw Hu Baibai's petite body turned away, and her pink and jade-carved little face was full of unhappiness.

"Okay, let's go now."

Shen Shuqiu laughed dumbly, wondering what happened to this little guy.

"Master, why did you let that woman touch you?"

Hu Baibai pouted her little mouth and said fiercely.

Shen Shuqiu stroked his forehead and said, "They told me not to call me master. I just wanted her to relax her vigilance."

In fact, Shen Shuqiu had already seen through the two demonic beasts in the Spiritual Silence Realm, and they were just on his whim just now.

"Then master, hold me."

Hu Baibai stretched out his hands and hummed.

Shen Shuqiu smiled helplessly and immediately held the little fox in his arms.

"Ouch."

The next moment, Hu Baibai opened his small mouth and bit Shen Shuqiu's shoulder, seeming to vent his dissatisfaction just now.

Shen Shuqiu didn't care, since it didn't hurt him, just let her bite him.

Shen Shuqiu walked out of the temple holding the heavy sword box on Hu Baibai's back, and walked away in the wind and snow.

"Master, can you please not let other women touch you in the future?"

The fox is white and waxy in the wind and snow.

"good!"

Shen Shuqiu responded softly.

"Master, I can only touch it."

Hu Baibai buried his head in Shen Shuqiu's arms and said softly.

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