The Retirement of the Demon Lord

Chapter 370: New Year's Eve to

What? ! It turned out to be Jiang Hao and led the team to Dunhuang? !

Wow, I'm so surprised... a ghost.

Whether Xiang Rilong goes to Dunhuang or Jiang Hao goes to Dunhuang, brother still has to go there. Is there a difference?

"We're going so far from Dunhuang, is it okay to bring these three? Their masters will probably think that our guards have abducted people." Mei Qian smiled.

Jiang Hao shook her head, as if she knew that Mei Qianxiao would ask such a question. Before she could explain it, the three little friends interrupted.

"Amitabha, the master just wants the little monk to travel more and more. The Secretary of Gongwei greeted the master early, and the master agreed that the secretary of the guards could arrange the whereabouts of the little monk at will."

Master Chengjing seems to have high expectations for Xingzhuan.

"My master also persuaded the Secretary of the Gong Guard to arrange that there are more thieves in the borderlands, just cut it when you see it."

If you see a thief, cut it down, which is very detrimental to Shitai.

"My master said it's good to go to Dunhuang, the cakes are full and cheap..."

Wait a minute... Why did your style of painting change when you arrived at Qiu Haoyu! Even if this is the case, let’s embellish it, so don’t keep appearing that we are poor and stingy in the Demon Sect!

It seems that when I have time, I have to dig some funds to subsidize the Blood Swordsmen from the local wealthy owner Tie Zhanmen.

"Yu Zai, you have to work hard, you can't let them look down on us!" Thinking of this, she felt moved, Mei Qianxiao patted Qiu Haoyu on the shoulder heavily and cheered.

"Sorry, you've always been the only one who looked down on Bian." Qiu Haoyu looked at Mei Qianxiao with a half-smile inexplicably, and removed Mei Qianxiao's hand in disgust.

Okay, it's a good thing that you are so confident, brother doesn't care about you.

"When do we leave?"

"You can leave after the New Year. The time is not so urgent, we can arrange it ourselves."

"Okay." Mei Qianxiao rubbed the head of Liu Quietly, who came over. This guy seemed to be able to see through his mood, and he was always considerate when he felt a little lonely.

It is impossible not to be melancholy, but leaving the Central Plains can be regarded as a relief.

However, there is someone here who is very similar to me... Mei Qianxiao glanced at Liu Yunlu, who was alone and dim. If there were no accidents, Jiang Hao would not be able to transfer back to Nanjing in five or ten years.

Although my brother's own love couldn't be recovered, he still appreciates Jiang Hao, a real man. If he works hard to become an old man in the month, he will see if he can make do with them. If it can be done, although Jiang Hao will still be sent to Dunhuang, Liu Yunlu can at least be able to accompany him as a family member.

With her mind set, Mei Qianxiao ate happily. However, after this meal, Mei Qianxiao made up his mind that he would never invite Qiu Haoyu to dinner! He had heard that Blood Sword Sect's inner strength and mind method was particularly exhausting, so he could eat more than the average person, but he never thought that he could eat so much! A meal of eight chickens and thirteen bowls of rice, this amount of food... After all, everyone was sitting at a separate table with Qiu Haoyu, and it really couldn't bear the strange eyes of other table guests.

Brother Gorefiend has wrongly blamed you, and silently mourned for you for three seconds.

...

In the blink of an eye on New Year's Eve, Mei Qianxiao didn't wait for Liu to quietly call out that day, and opened her eyes in the morning.

On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky outside the window was hazy. Last night, a heavy snowfall made Jiang Hao's small courtyard full of frost. Snow plum branches in snow mountains and lakes have a unique flavor. Goose feather snow is still floating now, Mei Qianxiao doesn't know if her head is twitching, the first reaction is that the fake lake is frozen with the koi inside.

After rubbing his messy hair, on New Year's Eve, he didn't care about the koi in Jiang Hao's yard first, and he was afraid that his head would be sleepy. What if it freezes? Still thinking about it?

Of course it is steamed or braised!

Someone once said that a New Year's Eve without snow is not complete. If someone is here, looking at this snow-covered courtyard, they have to rush into the courtyard with bare feet in the snow. The snow-white skin and skin are cleaner than the snow-covered sky, smiling like a child, turning around and saying, "Yes. Mei Wuxue is not spiritual, and there is no poetry and vulgarity in Xue. Are you right?"

After all, someone doesn't look like a fairy and doesn't eat human fireworks, but they prefer to embarrass others. How much ink can I have in my belly? It's easy to copy a few yellow jokes from the master to fool people. Besides, Baimuya is covered with snow for 365 days a year, and my brother almost vomited when he saw the snow, how could there be so much emotion.

However, Mei Qianxiao also knew how to deal with it early in the morning, so she just smiled and said, "Heaven is so beautiful, how can you live up to the beauty of this beautiful day, how good is Snow White and Tu Su on New Year's Eve?"

Appreciating the snow, drinking, how vulgar, but Mei Qianxiao already knew in her heart how she would answer. The suddenly enlightened smiling face must be nodded like garlic, and the ice-cold wine jug with a consonant heart pulls the stool. If you don't drink enough time with her, don't even think about moving your heels away.

"It's said that Youxue Wu's poetry is vulgar? Isn't poetry more vulgar than wine?" That greedy appearance was exchanged for the teasing of the eyebrows.

"Vulgar? It's vulgar, we are all vulgars, we are neither immortals nor gods, why are we not ordinary." Someone looked up at the sky with a stunned face, and a trace of white snow fell on it, and the ice crystals touched it. Yu Jie, it is difficult for mortals to spy on her, which makes people worry that she will throw off her sleeves and ride clouds back to the Nine Heavens in the next second.

However, even if he didn't return to Jiutian, this unique appearance gradually disappeared, and only Mei Qianxiao sat on the bed and stared at the wooden window.

"Brother Xiao, why did you get up before calling you today, did the sun come out in the west?"

A slightly surprised light call wakes up the eyebrows and smiles and frowns.

Mei Qianxiao turned her head to look at Liu Jingu, who trotted in from the door for some reason, but her cheeks were flushed, and she subconsciously revealed a drowning smile.

"On New Year's Eve, no matter how lazy my brother is, he can get up and make dumplings quietly for our family."

Mei Qianxiao's words seemed to touch Liu Quietly's heartstrings~www.readwn.com~ her little head lowered and slammed towards Mei Qianxiao, throwing her arms full, almost knocking Mei Qianxiao out of bed.

Mei Qianxiao rubbed Liu Quietly's head with a sigh, and understood why Liu Quietly was so moved.

Mei Qianxiao spent most of her life on New Year's Eve with Liu quietly. When it comes to New Year's Eve, there is no master or senior brother in his memory.

The lives of those two goods were very rough, and New Year's Eve was no different from usual. Originally, Mei Qianxiao was like this, until Liu Quietly was brought back to Baimuya by the master.

This little guy with crystal clear lips, red lips, and white teeth was thrown into his hands by his master and his senior brother as a hand-cuffer. Fortunately, Liu Jingyi was three years old and not a baby at the time, otherwise he would have gone crazy.

However, the weather in Baimuya is extreme. Although Mei Qianxiao exhausted her energy, Liu Jingyi couldn't bear it. Before she grew up, her physique was not good, and she was sick in bed every now and then. Seeing Liu Quietly crying secretly on the bed, Mei Qianxiao had to change her method to make her happy. Sometimes what she saw and heard at the foot of the mountain was told to Liu Quietly, and her vivid storytelling ability was practiced like this. of.

Until one year, Liu quietly looked at the blizzard outside the entrance of the cave, and asked carefully: "Brother Xiao, you said that the 30th of the twelfth lunar month is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is a brand new year. On this day, every household puts on lanterns, Gather with your dearest lover... and we?"

"That's right, this is a special day. Why, have you been thinking about New Year's Eve quietly? Well, put on a lantern!" Mei Qianxiao lifted the torch and shook it. He illuminated his face to his own face, "Hey, Brother Xiao is your closest relative! On New Year's Eve like this, I will ask you if you are perfect!!"

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