Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou, with their wealth and wealth, set up camp in a mountain nest three hundred miles west of Wanyuan Mountain, while the others returned to the Wanyuan Mountain camp first. Tonight, Nan
The north wind near Wanyuan Mountain in Jiangxi was blowing, and it was very cold. Ye Xiaochuan built a bonfire. Under the cold wind, the flames kept flickering, almost igniting the surrounding dead branches and leaves. In order to avoid
Triggering wildfires in southern Xinjiang,
Ye Xiaochuan had to roll up his arms and clean up all the fallen leaves within a five-foot radius of the bonfire.
After finishing all this, I sat by the fire with Yun Qiyou. I originally wanted to admire the moon and stars and cultivate some sentiments, but after looking for a long time, I didn't see the bright moon and stars, but the clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker.
Until a snowflake fell on Ye Xiaochuan's cheek and melted gently.
Snowing.
This snowfall in southern Xinjiang is earlier than previous years. Fugui is a divine bird with the attribute of ice. He likes snowflakes very much and pulls the lifeless Wangcai to fly among the snowflakes.
Wangcai was not happy at first. It has been almost a month. It was in a state of lethargy and anorexia. However, it could not defeat Fugui, so it had to succumb to Fugui's lust and accompany it around absently in the air for a few times.
lock up.
Yun Qiyou saw the worried look on Ye Xiaochuan's face, and she knew what Ye Xiaochuan was thinking.
He said, "Didn't Gesang say that the grains transported from the central region have been successively transported to the camps and guerrillas of various ethnic groups? Several million stones of grain and a lot of bacon are enough for the people of the five ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang.
Spend this winter."
Ye Xiaochuan nodded silently and said: "I don't know how long this damn war will last. I really want to go back to Cangyun, and I miss my master so much."
Yun Qiyou could clearly feel the tiredness and disgust in Ye Xiaochuan's heart at this moment. This man was not a villain after all. His innocence in his youth had not been wiped out by excessive killing. This made her really happy.
The wind and snow gradually got stronger. Yun Qiyou's favorite white bear skin was given to Yu Linglong last time. Now he could only take out a large grizzly bear skin mattress from the Qiankun bag and put it on his body.
, and then moved a little closer to Ye Xiaochuan, using Grizzly Bear
The skin also covered Ye Xiaochuan's body.
The two people's bodies were tightly next to each other. Yun Qiyou seemed to want to use her body to bring a touch of warmth to this man's cold heart. She said softly: "Xiaochuan, not only you, each of us
I hate this war. You said that this is a catastrophe sent by God. We are the living beings under this sky, so we cannot escape and have nowhere to escape. Regardless of the road ahead.
No matter how difficult it is, I will always be by your side."
Ye Xiaochuan was deeply moved. He passed his arms under the bearskin mattress and gently hugged Yun Qiyou's shoulders.
He knew that the catastrophe was going to come to the world earlier than most people. He knew about the existence of the catastrophe through the conversation between Xuan Ying and Situ Feng more than ten years ago.
He even witnessed with his own eyes the scene where Qilisi played the Kui Niu drum three years ago.
The earlier he knew, the more he knew, the more frightened and helpless he became. Ye Xiaochuan suffered many things silently by himself, and no one could understand how much pressure he felt. Southern Xinjiang worshiped him as the God of Swords, so that
He leads the five ethnic groups and foreign ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang. These are more than 20 million human beings. He is afraid that he will make a decision.
If the policy is wrong, countless people will lose their lives.
Fortunately, Yun Qiyou has been by his side during this period, which made him feel more at ease, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to face the situation in front of him. White snow gradually covered the bearskin mattress.
The gray bear skin gradually turned white, and the bonfire was extinguished. The two of them found a towering ancient tree, leaned on the trunk of the ancient tree, sat on the ground, and continued to cuddle, as if they were human beings.
There is no power in the world that can separate the two.
Watching the goose-feather heavy snow falling slowly, Yun Qiyou said softly: "Xiaochuan, do you still remember the scene when we first met? It was also in this cold winter full of white snow." Ye Xiaochuan grinned and said: "How could it be possible?
I forgot, you activated Beidou Zhu Shen in the back mountain and the evil energy backfired. Fortunately, I was punished by Si Guo Cliff and grabbed you. You were unconscious for three days on Si Guo Cliff. I was afraid that you would freeze.
, I covered you with my clothes. As a result, my lips turned blue due to the cold for those three days. When you woke up, I asked you for some money to compensate, but the price was reduced to five taels, but you said you had no money.
, and also accused me of taking advantage of your unconsciousness to belittle you, thinking
kill me……"
Scenes from the past more than ten years ago came to mind, as if they happened yesterday, they were so familiar.
The corner of Yun Qiyou's mouth moved and he said: "I'm not slandering you. How many fairies have you taken advantage of over the years? I was in a coma for three days and had no consciousness. How dare you say you didn't touch me?"
Ye Xiaochuan was speechless.
When Yun Qiyou saw this, he was angry and said: "So you really did something wrong to me back then!"
Ye Xiaochuan cried out that he was wronged and made every possible excuse, saying that he was a gentleman and would never do anything to take advantage of others.
The two quarreled for a while under the bearskin mattress, and gradually became quiet again. It seemed that the snow made each other's hearts a little closer. I don't know how long it took, but Ye Xiaochuan said: "When it snows, here and here.
The Black Forest in Northern Xinjiang is no different. I don’t know what happened to the prisoner cow family I met in Northern Xinjiang. Now they should still be lying on the ice eating fish.
Right." When Yun Qiyou heard this, the big and two small hairy monsters immediately appeared in her mind. She was very fond of Qi Niu's family. Qi Niu, as the eldest son among the nine sons of Longsheng, was born with a hobby.
Beautiful melody, that time in the black forest, three
Touqiu Niu likes to lie down next to Yun Qiyou and listen to Yun Qiyou playing the piano.
Ye Xiaochuan became interested, took out the Huangquan Biluo Xiao, and said: "Qiyou, on this windy and snowy night, would you like to play a song with me? Let's climb into the blissful state of music together."
Yun Qiyou also missed the mysterious feeling in their hearts when Xiang Xi and Ye Xiaochuan played the piano and flute together. It was a beautiful memory that she could never erase.
Snowflakes were falling tonight, and the mountains in southern Xinjiang were covered with snow, which had a certain elegance and artistic conception. She took out the Demon-Suppressing Guqin from her Qiankun bag, took off the cover of the Guqin, and sat in Ye Xiaochuan's arms.
In the middle, the jade fingers gently brushed the strings, and suddenly a beautiful melody sounded in the valley, just like the cry of orioles and the quiet sound of the empty valley.
, in the slight rustling sound of falling snowflakes, it is indescribably beautiful.
Ye Xiaochuan passed his arm between Yun Qiyou's neck and began to play the jade flute. In a moment, the melodious flute and piano sounds gradually merged into one, complementing each other.
What's even better is that this young man and woman cling to each other, loving each other, and flirting with each other, like the happiest couple of gods and goddesses in the world.
At this moment, a man's voice came from the wind and snow, with a hint of arrogance and unrulyness. He said slowly: "Wonderful Eight Sounds? I am in the Luo Shen Fu. I don't know that the person who plays the piano and the flute is a disciple of Emperor Ziwei.
