Seeing that the sun is going to fall and push the snow, I looked at the sky and said, "I’m leaving."
Fang Xianghong couldn’t help looking back, standing outside the pavilion, the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture urged the snow to "look for me when you have something to do."
The two men got up together, and because they continued the dining tables halfway, Fang gradually got up and paid the bill, but the guest outside the pavilion had already paid the bill.
"All right," Fang Xianghong smiled and said, "See you later."
Chapter 35 Chapter 35
The next morning, as usual, as if nothing had happened, neither of them had happened again last night.
The wind urged the snow to behave as usual, mainly because whatever the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture does, Yu Guang always looks at the wind urged the snow intentionally, as if he was afraid that the wind urged the snow to suddenly get angry. It was really because the wind urged the snow to let him throw away the rabbit lamp last night that it was somewhat unexpected and worried Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture.
But the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture stubbornly took the lantern back and hung it by the window. The wind urged the snow to Gherardini and didn’t say anything more.
The wind urged the snow to remember Tong Er’s recommendation, and Dingsheng Building tasted very good, so they went to Shengding Building to eat Dianxia.
Eating mutton yak in the north is popular. The mutton is fat but not greasy. It tastes better to rinse the fragrant soup pot. It is simply warm to the bone to rinse such a pot of hot mutton in the cold winter.
Shengdinglou is very good at doing business, and there is also a desk where Mr. Shuo said that the whole store was full of excitement, and a group of people listened to Mr. Shuo while washing meat. That Mr. Shuo was fat and rich, and his voice was cadenced with a kind smile, which gave him a different sense of joy.
The wind urges the snow and the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture sit in a box on the second floor, so we can’t hear the noise in the building. Then Mr. Wang has a loud voice and can hear clearly when sitting on the second floor. It is a good place to take quiet in the middle of the noise.
Mr. Shuo was just talking about the hero’s efforts to carry a hundred bandits. There was a noise coming out from the next door, and several people caught a glimpse of the micro-motion in the corner of the snow and couldn’t help tilting their heads.
I saw several people dressed in low-key clothes come in. First, the man covered his face with a black cloak, but he couldn’t cover up his extravagance. The others also wore swords like monks.
I don’t know if this person looks familiar.
The wind urged the snow to recall that the man wrapped in a black coat also tilted his head and took a look at the wind urged the snow. However, it was only a look at the black man who soon went out with the others and disappeared.
"Know?" Qingfeng picked up the rinsed meat and put it in the snow-driven dish.
"It looks familiar but I don’t remember it." The wind urged the snow to pick up the meat and eat it. "I can’t remember it."
After another cup of tea, Mr. Wang said that the hero had picked another mountain, and this time it was even worse. He singled out 200 bandits next door and made another noise, but he found an acquaintance.
Fang Xianghong was coming out of the next door as a scribe dressed in tandem. Fang Xianghong also saw the wind urging the snow, so the scribe dressed up and said something. The scribe left Fang Xianghong first, and then waved to the wind urging the snow. "Brother Feng?"
"What a coincidence to meet you again, handsome brother." The wind urged the snow to pat the side position.
Fang gradually hung a long smile on his face and took a look at the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture beside the snow. He sat on the other side and asked casually, "I didn’t expect Brother Feng to be next door. How long have you been here?"
"Hmm … half an hour?"
Fang Xianghong’s eyes flashed with a deep thought, but it was also a moment. Soon he looked at Qingfeng again with a smile. "Hello, I am Fang Xianghong."
"Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture" Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture light way
Fang gradually hong "hissed" gently, and his expression was even more respectful. "I’ve heard a lot."
"Have you heard his name before?" asked the wind.
Fang Xianghong brushed his forehead hair. "Hi, the streets and alleys in the city are all plastered with the names of friends of Qingfeng Road. It’s really hard to know."
The past few days have been so natural and unrestrained that I almost forgot about it … The wind urged the snow to rush to Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture and raised my eyebrows, expressing some doubts about the sudden arrival of Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture in honest and frank.
Fang Xianghong handed over and said, "The Taoist friends in Qingfeng don’t worry about someone who trusts you so much, so you won’t tell."
Qingfeng faintly said, "Not for you, but for the neon laser scalpel."
"Ah, ha, ha, ha," Fang Xianghong laughed. "Since I inherited my father’s Dao, everyone has rarely called my name. I didn’t expect Daoyou to be no exception. It’s really a bit …"
"Isn’t it all you?" The wind urged Xue Qi to say, "I was modest yesterday. Today it seems that your Dao is really famous."
Fang Xianghong smiled a few times "slightly famous and slightly famous"
"What is the name of the most famous magic soldier today?" The wind urged the snow to ask.
"That’s natural to cut the fairy sword." Fang Xianghong thought and didn’t want to see the wind and push the snow, so he took the initiative to explain that "this sword was once a treasure sent by Tianyan Town, and if it can’t be drawn, it will break the magic. When it is drawn, all demons kneel."
"So powerful?"
"How dare not bad name’ cut fairy’? It was this sword that Yunyajun’s hand blade pro-teacher used to be! "
"Meat rinse" Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture suddenly plugged in.
The wind urged the snow but without looking at the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture, the meat was caught in a bowl and stared at the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture. After seeing it for a moment, he smiled and said, "You go on."
"Then Yunya Jun ran away with a sword. Later, Xie Chen led a crowd to attack Kunlun Mountain. It was a crusade to recapture the sword. Unfortunately, after Yunya Jun’s death, everyone didn’t find the sword." Fang gradually hung a face of divination. "Yunya Jun was killed by Xie Chen’s sword in Kunlun, and then Xie Chen disappeared with Yunya Jun’s body. Some people say that Yunya Jun will pull a cushion and blow himself up with Xie Chen when he is dying. Some people say that Xie Chen ran away with Yun Yajun’s body and the sword! "
The wind urges the snow, and the imagination of the masses is really rich. "So this sword just disappeared?"
"Yeah, now many sects still don’t give up, especially the Seven Star Gate. Looking for traces of Xie Chen everywhere, I want to learn from Xie Chen that the sword fell." Fang gradually said.
The wind urged the snow to sigh: "It seems that I am really loved by everyone."
Qingfeng: "…"
Fang Xianghong is confused "? ? ? Huh? ? Yes, yes, yes, the wind is good, and everyone loves it. Ha ha ha. "
The wind urged the snow to look at Fang Yanhong all over. "Why didn’t you bring your knife today?"
"Neon laser scalpel is too eye-catching, so you can usually wear flying knives when you go out." Fang Xianghong opened his sleeves to show the wind and snow, and put on a leather wristband at any time, and inserted several delicate flying knives side by side.
The wind urged the snow to be curious. Holding Fang Xianghong’s wrist with both hands, he looked at Fang Xianghong and hissed lightly. "Just now, I wanted to say, Brother Feng, are your hands cold?"
The wind urged the snow to "well". Feel Fang’s wrist gradually.
Sitting opposite the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture is getting darker and darker.
"Drink more hot water if you are cold. Lycium barbarum and red dates can be drunk like this by all the sisters at home." Fang Xianghong looked worried and vaguely blamed in his eyes.
After the wind urged the snow, Fang Xianghong rambled for a while and learned that Fang Xianghong lived in the inn next door to them, so he invited Fang Xianghong to come over and play when he had nothing to do, and Fang Xianghong readily agreed.
However, despite Fang’s intention, the wind and the snow often gather together, but the weather is not beautiful. Danxia City has been snowing for a few days, and the roads are slippery and pedestrians are becoming less and less. Everyone is hiding in the house to keep warm.
Fang gradually came to the inn to look for the wind and snow, and chatted and drank tea in the lobby.
In the past few days, the wind and snow have found many interesting words in the room. It’s really a word to say that the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture has a lively atmosphere, but it’s even more stiff if it’s aired with the wind and snow. It’s only when Fang gradually comes here that the wind and snow are more lively, but it’s also lively to Fang gradually. Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture is aired like a background board.
Finally, the weather cleared up this day and no longer stayed in the inn. Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture looked at the wind and urged the snow to go out for a walk.
It’s natural to feel good to go out and play with the wind and snow.
