Void Transformation

The zongzi is drunk and feels dizzy. In this state, I don't know what the manuscript looks like.

Therefore, I will not update the main text today. I will insert a plot that will be a long, long time later, and there should be an outbreak during the Chinese New Year.

I wish you all a happy New Year’s Eve and have enough New Year’s Eve dinner, and then ask for it in a dream.

On a snowy peak, two men in black clothes and white hair sat quietly beside the cliff. Although they had white hair, there were no traces of time on their cheeks, but they looked rather handsome. There were a few cups of turbid wine and a few dishes of home-cooked dishes between the two. The incense burned in the side furnace of the two of them, which seemed to merge with the flying snow, drawing the snow from the sky and reflecting today's Rivers and Lakes.

"How many years have we seen?" The man on the left carried a wooden sword behind his back. Although the wooden sword was covered with traces of years, it was faintly faintly shining under the moonlight. The shimmer, but I don't know whether it originated from the sword or the person carrying the sword.

"People will change, Rivers and Lakes will change, friends will change, and enemies will change.. Only this cold stove cooks snow, only the snow on Samsara Peak, as always, has not changed at all." The person on the right With empty hands and nothing on his shoulders, he methodically picked up the steaming wine on the table and drank it, and then slowly filled it up.

"My friend's words, but it is a bit sad, the position will change, the situation will change, but the friendship between you and me has not changed." The person on the left said, holding down the other party's pouring hand and stopping the jug to pour. A full glass of wine was handed over.

"The name of the deceased person called Bu Yaoxing was not Mr. Dongfang. It was Mo Xiangyin or Zhuge Jun who had been with him for many years. This is a good friend. It’s too late and it’s getting deeper. Heavy, sir..."

The man looked calm when he spoke, as if what he was saying had nothing to do with him, but when his words settled, he slowly got up, but he suddenly frowned when he saw his opponent's sword-backed man. At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew in at the right time, almost blowing out the wine in the wine glass on the table, contaminating the home-cooked dishes.

"Huh?" The host made a suspicious voice, but at the moment of this utterance, the almost overflowing wine in the glass stabilized immediately, a gust of wind roared again, and a gust of wind and snow hung up on the sword-backed man. Facing the door.

When this man saw this, he didn't have to flash, let the wind and snow hit his face, and instantly added a touch of frost on his white hair. At this time, he maintained his talents, but he almost became a snowman.

Quiet, as quiet as death, quiet is a sign before the storm, the host is watching at this moment, but a hint of playfulness flashes through his eyes, and the guest is just coldly looking at the host, but his right hand is slowly facing He touched the wooden sword behind him.

The owner knew that when the opponent's hand hit the hilt, it was when the two of them shot. Although he knew from the bottom of his heart, he didn't intend to cut off at this moment.

The guest's hand was finally pressed on the hilt of the sword, and just as the two of them were on the verge of breaking out, the guest made an amazing move. I saw the guest suddenly drew his sword with one hand and waved it under the cliff out of thin air, without any Internal Energy in his hand, and even the wind and snow had not shaken it for a while.

But when his sword power was exhausted, he suddenly threw the wooden sword under the cliff. Just as the owner was astonished by this, the guest spoke at this moment, and the speaking style was completely different from before. Speaking extremely fast:

"Since the rebirth is exposed to heavy wind and snow covering the road, a family prince like me who has no power to bind a chicken can naturally not go down the mountain alone, this friend, meeting is a fate, you..." At this point, the guest took a deep breath. The tone seemed to be the pressure of saying too many words quickly before buffering, and then slowly said:

"It is an obligation to assume the safety of you, the only guest on Samsara Peak...otherwise!"

"Otherwise.." The guest's voice was stopped, and then he sighed: "You are sorry for Feng's painstaking efforts and loneliness, and you have failed Xue's heartfelt heart..."

At first, the host still had a cold look on his face, but when the guests' voices were all over, the host's figure trembled subconsciously, and the posture of getting up slightly changed to a seated position. After a breath, it finally did. He sighed, but he was speechless for a while.

"Come on, pick up the wine glass on your table and let us drink this glass, just for the night's blizzard, for this round of bright moon, for..." The guest's voice suddenly stopped, because he found that he had been behaving The very introverted master of Wang actually picked up the jug directly, drank from mouth to mouth, and hurriedly called to a halt:

"Wait, what's the point of you drinking like this? Come on! Let's raise our glass to the moon, and drink this glass fully, just for..." Just because there was no time to export, we saw a wine jug flying in front of you, the guest He didn't move, but he smiled slightly, and just in between the laughter, the hip flask was immediately suspended in the air, slowly floating and landing.

But at this moment, he heard the master's voice sounded: "Just for the other side of the memory, the eternal snow and wind, the eternal stars and the moon!" After the words were over, the master drank the wine in the glass. A smile finally appeared on the stern face, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded next to him.

"Plap!" It was the sound of something cracking. The host turned his head and saw that the guest was not only windy and frosty, but also full of drinks and drinking. The original long straight white hair became messy and masterful at this moment. Everything was ruined, but the owner was laughing heartily at this time.

"Hahahaha, I'm back, you're finally back!" The guest saw the host laughing, but at this moment, there was no tendency to get angry at all. Instead, they smirked at each other, and the two white-haired men drank together in the ice and snow. , Giggle, drink again, giggle again, as before, just as before...

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