The dawn breaks in the east, and the morning light begins to dew.

A blizzard after midnight buried all the roads, and a street of more than a dozen houses in the wild camp, standing safely among the mountains, inside and outside the ice wall, and the difference between heaven and earth.

Outside is thick and overwhelming snow, inside is a thin layer of wind blowing into the floating snow on the streets, and above the roof, there is only floating snow blowing in. When the snowstorm swept across the mountains, the camp was protected like a paradise.

The smoke from cooking was rising, and the man in the trunk was difficult to distinguish horizontally and vertically, and started cooking early. As before, his earliest warm house was the small building that changed from a hostess to two people. Not long after, the entire camp became hot, and the floating snow melted, forming ice sliver.

At the far street opposite Zhuliao, there are two huge stove pits left and right, and two rows of houses are all above this hot air passage. The burning smoke quickly dyed the white snow in the distance with black dots.

In the room dominated by white tones, two tangled figures opened their eyes at the same time. The distance between the four eyes was only wide in fingers. When blinking, you could see the reflected self in the other person's eyes.

"Bang!"

A faint palm print appeared on her buttocks, and Nie Kong, who had completed this, was hit by a dagger. Although both sides knew that this was useless, it was Jin Yutang who insisted on maintaining her initiative, even though she had already lost the initiative.

"This time, you win. The cattle that plows the land can be exhausted to death, but there will be no problems with the land." Nie Kong held up and ignored the existence of the dagger.

Jin Yutang is not a pretentious woman, otherwise he would not have rolled onto the bed with a man who was between a mortal enemy and an opponent for the first time. Although his figure is exquisite, he is not weaker than any woman's upper, middle and lower capital. Under the brocade quilt, and his skin is paired with snow-white skin, it is obvious that Nie Kong cannot ignore his instinct. Although the candle turned into ashes and tears began to dry out last night, he was still able to hold the flag high.

Instinct is something that humans cannot control but insist on. Obviously, neither Nie Kong nor Jin Yutang suppresses instincts. So in the warm room in the morning, the instinct of men and women's love is released, which is once again more real or purposeless.

"Maybe, he would think I'm a slutty woman."

When everything was over, there were footsteps and people on the streets. After all, in the wild camps, it was not just for rest, drinking and venting, but warriors with serious expressions began to appear in various shops.

Jin Yutang put on her clothes with her head down. She never thought about the word love. She just walked too far on the killer's path and was a little tired. It happened that Nie Kong blocked her running posture, causing her to suffer severe frustration. The psychological and mental fatigue followed one after another. The obstacles that every killer would encounter came unexpectedly. She needed to vent, release, and needed to completely escape from the killer's identity at a certain moment, even if she loved this business again.

At one point, the bed sheet was not as expected by Jinyutang, but it was definitely the first time she went to Wushan with a man. She didn't expect Nie Kong to care about herself, she couldn't say love, or even like it. The appreciation was filled with a bit of strong attraction between the opposite sex, at least now.

**Once a time worth a thousand gold, after one time, Jin Yutang thought of it as strange as a road facing the sky, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, especially when he saw Nie Kong tidy up his clothes and was about to push open the door, he half-hung his head, Jin Yutang stroked his long scattered hair, and the aftermath of his light swept to the mess on the bed. After venting, was there something left?

Nie Kong, who had already put his hand on the door, suddenly turned around, his voice was very light, and he could hear every word and sentence of Jin Yutang clearly.

"Every woman who practices cartilage skills will have a great regret that needs men to understand. You are very lucky. I not only understand, but also cherish it."

"Tsk." Nie Kong walked for a long time, and then he cut off with disdain, then burst out laughing. A relaxing smile that had not been around for a long time was indulging in a smile. Relaxation is a luxury, and indulging is a danger. As a killer, Jin Yutang has not had too much emotional fluctuation for many years. It is obvious that her inner demon obstacles have passed this time, and she has also left a beautiful memory. As for what this memory will bring to her in the days to come, she still doesn't know yet.

Downstairs, at the door, a man was holding a big basin in the cold wind. Half of the meat and half of it were rice. Mixed together, the meat oil dyed the rice with golden brilliance.

Seeing Nie Kong walking down the stairs, he raised his head, his mouth was covered with oil stains, and there were a few grains of rice on his chin, and he smiled at Nie Kong: "Hehe, Jin Dabing, the name given by Miss, isn't it nice?"

"Well, it sounds pretty good. I'll borrow your kitchen." Nie Kong nodded.

Half an hour later, Jin Daping was sitting on the steps with full and drinking. The cold wind that swished past seemed to have no effect on him. She just looked through the points card and checked how much profit the entire camp had made; Jin Yutang also rarely looked at her. She always competed against time for work on weekdays, sitting in front of the dressing table she had never used, fiddled with for half an hour. She didn't know if this was considered a woman to please herself, but she knew that her extremely paranoid heart seemed to have a small piece of pure land that could rest.

"I have a cold body. If I have time in the future, I will make a tonic soup for you."

Jin Yutang walked downstairs, Nie Kong walked out of the door, and on the table in the dark room, there was a thick soup with a strong medicinal smell but would not damage the fragrance.

Jin Yutang never felt that she would cry. It seemed that since her birth, she grew up with Dapian in this cruel battlefield of sky. She had no partners, no weakness, no chance to cry. At this moment, she wanted to cry.

"Eight hundred years old ginseng, thousand years old Ganoderma lucidum, nine-turn pills, make the dead grass..." Jin Daping murmured, and finally concluded: "Total price of ingredients, 18 points."

The tears did not remained in the end. Jin Yutang gently wiped the tears at the corners of his eyes. The cold feeling was so warm on the back of his hand. He turned his back to the door, drinking the fragrant soup, although there was the smell of medicine she hated the most.

Until there was no drop of soup left in the casserole, Jin Yutang wrapped the remaining drug residues and walked quietly to the door, looked up at the figure on the bamboo dormitory in the distance, her mouth moved slightly, and no sound was made, but she knew that the other party would definitely hear it.

"Bao Ping, go get the weapons, it's time for us to leave."

"Oh." Jin Daping didn't even have no nostalgia for the place where he had lived for twenty years. She walked into the opposite house, picked up the sledgehammer that was incredible in the eyes of ordinary people, resisted it casually, walked out of the room without hesitation, followed Jin Yutang, who had solved everything faster, and walked out of this outdoor camp.

In front of the shop, Nie Kong looked at his far away back and didn't move for a long time.

One hour later, several men and women with joy on their faces moved in here with backpacks and became the new owners here.
Chapter completed!