The familiar operating table was filled with countless utensils of various shapes. The magic weapon that I had made half way before I left was still placed on the table as it was.

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Various types of hand pliers.

The unfinished magic weapon is a necklace-shaped Qiankun bag. Disciple Xiaoshan was short of a good storage magic weapon at that time, and originally wanted to give it to him after finishing it.

Now it seems there is no chance to complete it.

The squeaking sound of the door shaft turning suddenly sounded in the silent space.

Mu Xue turned her face.

There was a tall figure standing at the threshold. The man had his back to the light and one arm holding the door tightly. Only his eyes could be seen in the dark silhouette, which seemed to be burning brightly.

This is, have you seen me?

When this thought flashed through Mu Xue's mind, her body suddenly felt a strong sense of weightlessness.

The next moment she sat up from the bed, and Xia Tong beside her was rubbing her eyes and shaking her.

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you today? The rooster has crowed several times, why don't you get up and practice boxing?" Xia Tong said while sitting on the bunk and wearing a cotton-padded jacket.

Mariko was sitting on the edge of the bed, yawning and putting on her shoes sleepily.

Everyone in the house has already gotten up and washed themselves.

"It's snowing again. There's a lot of snow in the mountains. It's so cold today." Xia Tong sniffed and looked out the window.

Mu Xue, who had not yet recovered, looked blankly along her line of sight.

The sky was slightly bright, and fine snowflakes were floating in the courtyard.

Just out of reach, there is another snowy yard.
Chapter completed!