Don’t forget that the master can make you a saint and can also make you roll down from this position.

Including your master, whether she can sit steadily depends on the mood of the master!”

The atmosphere between the two became solidified.

The originally clear sky was gradually covered by a thin layer of clouds and mist. The cold wind whistled, and gradually snowflakes began to fall in the air.

Yanagi Sakurako stretched out her hand, took a snowflake, paused in her palm for a long time, but it still didn't melt. She frowned and said, "Is it a bit too abnormal to snow this season?

Recently, there seems to be reports in the Long Kingdom that the snowfall off-season is still large, just like a sign that something is about to happen."

Yanagi Sakurako began to change the topic. In fact, this kind of off-season snowfall has been mentioned to her by her master.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon!

There are vague records in the classics of the Temple of Gods. When evil spirits appeared, there were also out-of-season disasters.

However, more specific records have long been destroyed in the long river of history, with only one approximate number.

"Not these matter. Don't try to test me, nor do you try to test your master. If there is anything, just report it to your master directly, otherwise your little thoughts will never succeed!"

After Ishihara Kanna gave a cold advice, she turned around and left here.

She saw Liu Mu Yingzi's little thoughts and never raised them.

But if you don't point out, it would be a pity that this saint did something stupid one day.

At Sakura, few people can tell her the truth.

Liu Mu Yingzi is one of them. This is the last retention she made. Whether she knows or not depends on Liu Mu Yingzi's choice.

If Yanagi Sakurazi walked all the way to darkness, she could only clean up the portal for her master in advance and kill the danger in the cradle.

Ishihara Kanna walked towards the palace. In just a few minutes, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the ground.

Sakurako Yanagi looked at Kanna Ishihara's back and opened her mouth, muttering something, sighing, reaching out to follow the snowflakes.

In the sky, the chaotic snowflakes fell, and it became bigger and bigger. Within a few minutes, the red and white witch costumes inlaid with golden silk were covered with a layer of snowflakes.

The cold wind blew by, and her figure was particularly desolate under the flying snowflakes.

...

In the villa on the other side, when I saw Lin Youchu who was snowing, I never thought about anything abnormal.

I didn't understand the weather of the cherry blossoms, so I just found it fun, and stood behind the door and shouted happily, "It's snowing, it's so heavy! There are all layers of them in the yard, let's build snowmen! It's been many years since I have not.

A snowman has been piled up!"

When Su Xiaoxiao and other women heard the call, they all got up and walked out of the yard. Even Qin Lang followed him to the snow-stacked layer.

He looked up and looked at the weather, frowned suspiciously.

Should the cherry blossoms snow in this season?

The weather forecast reminded by the mobile phone did not say there was snow, it was still such a heavy snow, and in just a blink of an eye, such a thick layer was piled up.

It's really a bit unusual.

The girls in the yard did not worry about Qin Lang's contemplation and were busy rolling snowballs.

Lin Youchu rolled out a small head, and the blood-colored mandala rolled out a huge body.

It is really inconsistent with Lin Youchu's superposition.

Mu Yuyan helped the snowman wrap a scarf and put two red bean eyes on them.

Su Xiaoxiao ran to the kitchen to get a carrot to install the snowman on his nose. But by chance, when she was about to come to the snowman, a snowball in Lin Youchu's hand instantly smashed her calves.

Come over.

Peng!

Snowball explodes, snowflakes splash,

Hiss...

The cold snowflakes entered the boots along the legs of the trousers. Su Xiaoxiao shivered and subconsciously reached out to take off the boots. She wanted to pour out the snowflakes, and the carrots in her hand were randomly inserted into the snowman.

When Su Xiaoxiao poured out the snowflakes and put them on again, she looked up and complained in the direction of Lin Youchu, "Youchu, why don't you say anything about snowball fights in advance, you're cheating!"

When it comes to snowball fights, Su Xiaoxiao is still very good. In the past, when she was in an orphanage, the children had no choice but to play. When it snowed in winter, there must be such cheap and interesting games.

She also rubbed a snowball and smashed it towards Lin Youchu.

Lin Youchu quickly dodged, pointed to the snowman's direction, and quipped with a bad smile, "Xiaoxiao, you are really a magic pen. The location of this big nose is too well installed, right? It's not at all

Difference!"

Su Xiaoxiao turned around, glanced at the snowman, looked at the carrot inserted into the bottom of the big round snowball, and noticed the gaze of Mu Yuyan and Xue Sister around her. Her cheeks turned red in anger, and she grabbed two of them in shame.

He pinched the snow into a snowball and rushed towards Lin Youchu, "Youchu, don't run away! It's all you can do, I won't hit you!"

"Oh! Didn't hit it!

Alas~ I still didn't hit it!

Hahaha... Xiaoxiao, don't be shy. Everyone is their own people. There is no need to hide it. Everyone knows it." Lin Youchu jumped and avoided Su Xiaoxiao's snowball attack.

"You Chu, you!" Su Xiaoxiao accelerated the snowball offensive in anger, but Lin Youchu was flexible in avoiding it and could not hit it.

"Xiaoxiao, I'll help you!"

Mu Yuyan stood decisively with Su Xiaoxiao and attacked Lin Youchu.

Soon, the whole yard became lively.

Laughing and joy came one after another.

In this happy atmosphere, Duanmulan is the most afflicting person.

She had already forgotten about the incident that night, but Su Xiaoxiao's deeds made her think about it again.

Looking at Qin Lang looking up at the sky, Duanmulan rubbed a snowball and said loudly, "I want to play too, take me one!"

She sneered in her heart while shouting.

Snowball fight!

Is it okay to mix some personal relationships?

It’s not like stabbing someone with a knife. Even Qin Lang wouldn’t be able to make things difficult for her in this regard!

What's more, the incident that night left a serious psychological shadow on her. If she didn't vent, she would sooner or later become suffocated.

She followed the large army and smashed a few snowballs at Lin Youchu, and then hit her disciple Lin Xier. Then she secretly rubbed two solid snowballs and smashed them towards Qin Lang.

Bang!

The snowball exploded on Qin Lang's shoulder.

As excited as if he was revenge, Duanmulan felt aroused in his heart.

But before she could throw her second snowball out.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

There was an uninterrupted whistling sound sweeping around, and Duanmulan subconsciously turned around.

Peng!

A snowball exploded on her face and she was completely confused.

This snowball was smashed by Mu Yuyan.

Peng!

Another snowball fell on the top of her head accurately, dyeing her black hair into white hair.

This snowball was smashed by Lin Youchu.

Peng!

Another snowball fell on her heart.

This was caused by Su Xiaoxiao.

Bang bang bang!

Immediately afterwards, dense snowballs like bullets attacked her from the direction of several women.

Nowhere to hide.

Snowballs were killed very fast, like a stone hitting the body. Even Duanmulan was so painful that the muscles on the corner of her mouth twitched.

Physical pain cannot withstand psychological torture.

Because she saw her disciple, she actually took the opportunity to throw a snowball at her!

Finally, with a bang, it exploded.

Duanmu Lan sat on the ground with her butt, and her whole body was crushed by the big belly of the snowman thrown by the blood-colored mandala.

"Phhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Duanmulan pulled out the carrot in his mouth, quenched several times to the ground, raised his head, and looked at the blood-colored Mandala women who shared the same hatred of the enemy, and his aggrieved voices were crying, "I won't play anymore, I'm not going to do it anymore."

Isn't it okay to stop playing?"

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