It's winter this year and it hasn't snowed yet, so the first snow came a little later.
The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness...
Xiao Feng stood on a high slope and looked at the resort shrouded in white snow. He thought of the poems of a certain great man and felt a little emotional. The new year is approaching...
"Brother Feng, they are coming," Zhang Yu appeared behind Xiao Feng.
"Yes," Xiao Feng nodded, stretched out his palm, and a snowflake fell on his palm.
He narrowed his eyes, the cold light flashed away, and he clenched his fists: "Let's go back,"
When he opened his palm again, the snowflakes in his palm had disappeared without a trace and turned into a little trace of water, as if they had never appeared in the world.
Xiao Feng and Zhang Yu went down the high slope and saw Zhuge Xin and others coming over: "You are here,"
"Well," Zhuge Xin nodded: "I brought this thing too, it should be enough to control the overall situation," he said, patting the long box on the table, which contained a modified large sniper.
Zhang Yu spread out a map and Xiao Feng drew a circle somewhere: "The entire range is reduced to this area. You can snipe throughout the whole process."
Zhuge Xin looked at it for a few times and nodded: "No problem,"
"It's just that the weather outside is bad, it's windy and snowy, thank you for your hard work," Xiao Feng patted Zhuge Xin on the shoulder.
"Haha, it's nothing. We've been through bad weather before, haven't we?" Zhuge Xin smiled, not caring at all.
Xiao Feng pointed to another place: "Mozi, you will stay with me when the time comes. We will go from here, to here, and then to this place..."
"Okay," Sun Mo nodded, not paying attention to it. He just followed Xiao Feng anyway.
Xiao Feng made a few more arrangements, and finally set his sights on a man shrouded in a black robe: "The most important thing is you, can you do it?"
"Um,"
"You must be careful,"
"I know,"
Xiao Feng nodded and smiled: "We are all our own people here, so take off your cloak first."
"Yes," the man in black robe agreed. When he lifted up his cloak, everyone except Xiao Feng stared.
"What a fool," Zhang Yu screamed strangely: "This..."
Xiao Feng took a closer look and nodded with satisfaction: "Haha, there are no flaws, master,"
"What the hell..." Sun Mo was also a little dumbfounded: "Who am I following?"
"Follow him," Xiao Feng pointed at the man in black robe and said with a smile.
…
"Old man Jing, how do you feel now that you have taken this step and made such a decision?" Nangong Ji asked in another room, looking at Mr. Jing.
"I can't tell you, it's a bit relaxing," Mr. Jing stood in front of the window, looking at the white snow outside. Decades ago, in such weather, he left the school alone.
"Nowadays, the binding power of the Tianling Order is far less than it used to be. In fact, you gave it to Ah Feng, which also restricted him to a certain extent," Nangong Jishi said seriously.
Mr. Jing nodded: "Well, I don't know, but I have no choice."
"Alas..." Nangong Ji sighed and shook his head.
Mr. Jing turned his head and looked at Nangong Ji and said, "You checked the bodies of a group of old guys today. How many years are they going to live?"
"Shen is about to die. It is estimated that he will not live for more than a year at most. Even if it is a year, it depends on his luck. He must not be angry, angry or anxious, and be happy every day." Nangong Ji stroked his beard , he is a miracle doctor, he has been used to seeing life and death all his life, and when he mentions death, his tone does not change at all.
Mr. Jing was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "Where are the others?"
"Sun Xiaoqi also has a hidden disease, and it is estimated that it will not last more than three years. Lao Qi's body is quite strong. If nothing happens, he will live for ten or eight years..."
Nangong Ji's tone was calm, as if he was telling a very common thing, judging everyone's life and death through his miraculous medical skills.
Elder Jing's expression did not change as he listened. He had killed countless people and saved countless people in his life. He was also used to seeing life and death and even saw through it. The years in Nangong Ji's mouth were like numbers, not fresh lines. living life.
After Nangong Jishi finished speaking, Mr. Jing asked, "What about me?"
"You," Nangong Ji raised his eyebrows: "Haha, Old Man Jing, are you kidding me? With your body and bones, you can live for another few decades without any problem."
"Haha, think of me as joking," Mr. Jing smiled and didn't mention it further.
However, Nangong Jishi frowned: "What are you doing?" He said, sticking out a finger: "I'll take your pulse."
Mr. Jing nodded, put his hand on the table, and let Nangong Ji put his fingers on his wrist.
"The pulse is neither big nor small, neither floating nor sinking, calm and gentle, soft and powerful, and the rhythm is consistent..." Nangong Ji felt the pulse and said softly: "It is most normal. There is nothing wrong with the whole body."
"Hahaha, I'm kidding you," Mr. Jing laughed, and An Jin shook Nangong Jishi's fingers apart: "Hey, old man Nangong, do you think Ah Feng can conquer these juniors?"
"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, why are you worrying so much? Moreover, I believe Ah Feng can conquer them, not for any other reason, just because he is your grandson Jing Moxian, who was trained and trained by you since he was a child. of,"
"Haha, to be honest, if Ah Feng encounters trouble in the future, you have to help him," Mr. Jing said seriously as his smile faded.
Nangong Ji nodded: "Don't worry, he is still half of my descendant. How can I ignore him?"
"Well, with the Nangong Family and the Taitian Organization, he should be able to take care of himself," Mr. Jing nodded and looked at the snow outside the window: "It's getting dark soon. I wonder what kind of snowstorm there will be tonight."
Nangong Ji shook his head: "Who knows, God is not something we can see through, hahaha,"
It was getting dark, and Mr. Jing and the other older generations gathered together again. They didn't do any entertainment activities, they just sat there chatting, talking about the past, talking about the present, but rarely talking about the future, because they were all old. , it will no longer belong to them from now on.
At this age, and at their status, being able to sit down and chat with one or two close friends and talk freely about everything is the most luxurious pleasure.
Nowadays, a group of old brothers gather together, and everyone will cherish this short reunion, because next time we get together, we don’t know whether we will meet again.
On the other hand, a group of young people started to have fun in the resort. Even Bai Tong and the girls ran outside to have a snowball fight. Usually, in the eyes of outsiders, they are all young ladies from aristocratic families with respected status. In fact, they are still ordinary people on the inside. The psychology of girls in their twenties.
The sky was getting darker. Xiao Feng said hello to Mr. Jing and drove an Audi A6 to leave the resort, aiming in the direction of Yonghe Street.
It was a windy and snowy night, the moon was not visible, it was pitch black, there were very few vehicles on the road, and as for pedestrians, there were not even a few pedestrians to be seen.
In the Audi car, Xiao Feng was sitting in the back seat, taking a nap with his eyes closed, while Sun Mo was sitting next to him.
Zhang Yu was driving, and sitting in the passenger seat was Wu Huan, who had just arrived at the resort but was caught by Xiao Feng.
"Xiao Yuzi, drive slowly,"
"I understand," Zhang Yu nodded and slowed down the car. In addition to staring at the road ahead, he also looked around.
"Brother Yu, who is this person?" Wu Huan still didn't understand the situation. His master called him and asked him to come to the resort. Without saying a word, he dumped the royal sister and ran over, but he had just arrived here. , he was captured by Xiao Feng.
"A master with the level of a human weapon is very difficult to deal with,"
"It's nothing like human breasts," Wu Huan muttered. How could he be so cautious?
Zhang Yu turned his head and looked at Wu Huan for a few times: "Why, you have been upgraded recently. You don't even care about the masters of the human weapon level. Can you kill them instantly?"
"Ahem," Wu Huan coughed: "I can't beat them, but Brother Feng can kill them, right?"
"If it were really so easy to kill him in seconds, it wouldn't be like this now," Zhang Yu shook his head: "In addition, besides this master of the human weapon level, there is another person,"
"who,"
"Xiao Yun,"
"Xiao Yun, this sounds familiar," Wu Huan scratched his head.
"..." Zhang Yu wished he could slap Wu Huan to death. Ever since the Tie-Blood Gang was wiped out, this kid had left things alone and spent all day hanging out with an imperial sister. He didn't even know who Xiao Yun was.
"Wu Huan, you won't lie down on Sister Yu's vagina and drink milk, will you be stupid," Zhang Yu said angrily.
"Well, how did you know I drank," Wu Huan asked in surprise.
"..." Zhang Yu patted his forehead: "Wu Huan, you have changed and are no longer cute. Where did the cold yet cute Wu Huan go?"
"Oh, he went home. His mother told him to go home and eat dumplings,"
"Ci'ao," Zhang Yu now believes that people will change with the influence of society. Look, this is a living example.
"Stop talking nonsense, there seems to be something going on ahead," Sun Mo sat up straight, his eyes like lightning, condensed into a line, and looked forward through the windshield.
Zhang Yu and Wu Huan also looked intently. The wind and snow were blowing outside, which greatly hindered their vision. Two figures could be vaguely seen in front of them, walking slowly towards this side.
"Is it them?" Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes and slowed down the car slightly.
"It's them," Wu Huan nodded seriously: "I have an intuition that the person on the left is very strong, and the one on the right may be the Xiao Yun you mentioned."
"It can't be just the two of them," Zhang Yu looked around and said, "Brother Feng, we're here."
"I saw,"
Zhang Yu nodded, flashed the lights, and gathered all his energy, because no one knew what kind of ambush the other party would set.
"They are reaching out to stop the car, stop it," Wu Huan pulled out the dagger, fighting spirit rising: "No one can rob me, Xiao Yun is mine,"
"..." Zhang Yu almost hit the steering wheel: "Damn it, do you dare to be more shameless?"
