The winter of the 224th year of the Great Zhou calendar.

Xia Ji and white peach blossoms sit in front of the fireplace to keep warm, facing the flames and darkness.

The encounters in life are really wonderful, and the world changes rapidly, year by year, year by year.

The New Year seems to have become an alarm clock. The sound of firecrackers is just a reminder of you, telling you, where you last year, the two years ago, and the ones you ten years ago, were doing, what were you doing, and what kind of people were around you.

In the winter of the 223rd year of the Great Zhou calendar, Xia Ji, as the Red Sword Emperor, slaughtered in the north, slaughtering 500,000 people, and killed the Quanrong King before thousands of troops.

In the winter of the 222nd year of the Great Zhou calendar, Xia Ji, as the Sword Emperor, resisted the Quanrong King for the first time in front of Tianmen Pass and saved everyone in Tianmen Pass, but was discovered to be a killing disaster.

The winter of the 221st year of the Great Zhou calendar...

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In the winter of the 218th year of the Great Zhou calendar, Jiang Lingyue lay beside him, accompanied him on the giant airship, looking at the clouds and the sea.

In the winter of the 217th year of the Great Zhou calendar, he and Meng Po pretended to be husband and wife and celebrated with the fishermen in the fishing village.

In the winter of the 216th year of the Great Zhou calendar, he was on the airship returning from Jiufeng. He spent a simple New Year's Eve with Xia Ning. I don't know how she learned "great hand-sucking technique" now. At this time, she controlled the "mystery of life" and reconstituted her perfect body, but she could no longer be considered her younger brother, right?

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He only arrived at Jiufeng in the winter of the 213th year of the Great Zhou calendar.

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In the winter of the 212th year of the Great Zhou calendar, he spent his last year with Tushan Ningning. Tushan Ningning playfully put her hips on her hips and proposed a second couplet for herself, "Give birth to a noble son early."

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Year after year.

Time changed before Xia Ji's eyes, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into a flame that brought ashes from the fireplace.

The white peach blossoms throw broken wood into the fireplace. If they throw too much, the flames will rise like a fountain. If they throw less, they will become as gentle as a gurgling stream.

The flames swayed, and the figures of the two were intertwined together, reflected on the walls made of yellow bricks, swaying and dancing.

Bai Taohua tried hard to make herself smile: "Do you... miss her?"

Xia Ji: "I don't know if I miss her, but I know I must save her."

Bai Taohua kept smiling, pursed her lips and asked, "If one day, I..."

She thought about it but still couldn't continue talking.

Xia Ji said directly: "I can."

“Hey?”

"I will save you."

The corners of the white peach blossom lips were slightly raised. She didn't know how to respond, but her heart was full of happiness. Even though this sentence was a lie, it was already satisfied.

She gently leaned her head on the shoulder of the man next to her, and Xia Ji did not dodge her approach.

He grabbed a gray wool blanket hanging on the lounge chair, pulled the corner with his left hand and covered Bai Taohua's left shoulder, and the other side covered his right shoulder.

The warmth gradually came, but Xia Ji was a little distracted when he didn't know whether it was the flame, the blanket, or the body temperature of the woman beside him.

The two lords of the underworld have now been hiding in the long river of time and will no longer be known to anyone or immortals.

If someone knew that such two people were actually covered with blankets like mortals and kept warm by the stove, they would be shocked to what they looked like...

drop...

The impermanent connection comes.

Xia Ji did not respond. He was connected with Meng Po, and Meng Po connected with Wuchang. Nowadays, not many people know that he exists.

Bai Taohua opened her eyes, looked at the man who was close to her and whispered: "I'll do it."

In the dream field.

Suddenly there was a fluctuation.

The petite and impermanent spirit was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw a nightmare figure emerging.

A whirlpool like water waves appeared at the edge of the dream domain, which was so cold that it was scary, and the figure gradually became clear:

The gray-gold robe, with both sleeves hanging down, all of which are colorful pupil-like highlights.

Behind the figure is a huge and bizarre dead silence, such as a horror film that wants to break through this dream domain, or the final boss in the Crusoe film.

Impermanence dares not make any usurpation.

She met the woman in front of her from the beginning, from her initial acquaintance, to her friend, to respect, to obedience, to fear, and now she felt that she had fallen into the country of death just by just taking a look. She didn't dare to look at her again, for fear that she would become crazy, stupid, and irrational.

She hurriedly knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and went to ask for instructions respectfully: "Mr. Meng Po! Zhang Daolin is now the leader of the Kunlun Dao Sect and has a lot of influence in the world. He said that more than ten years ago, Yan Luo had promised him that if he could ascend to a high position, he would absorb him into the inner circumference of the underworld..."

"Don't bother the Lord with such small matters, yin, quarantine...."

The ethereal voice seemed to come from the sky.

"Go to the abyss and get one from my house. I have prepared ten masks for Yama. You can pick one for him? The Ten Palaces of Yama can do any of them."

Petite Wuchang couldn't help but tremble when he heard this sound. No one knew Meng Po's madness and terror better than her. Millions of use of forgetting were just a number after all, and she saw what Meng Po had done intuitively, so she didn't even ask, "Will Zhang Daolin suspect that her mask was fake?"

Since Meng Po said that, she can definitely use the fake to be true without being discovered.

The next moment.

Zhang Daolin looked at Wuchang and slowly opened his eyes.

Now the Lord of the Underworld clapped his hands, and a group of white crows flew out from behind her chair. Each crow was very strange. Looking closely, it was either three wings, three feet, or dragged a snake's tail...

Zhang Daolin was stunned.

After a moment.

The white crows came with a dark blue mask. A white whirlwind placed the mask in front of Zhang Daoli, and the white crows circled back behind the impermanent chair.

"You will be the one who is surrounded by the inner circumference of the underworld when you wear it."

Zhang Daolin was ecstatic. He held the blue mask with both hands, and a strange feeling came, powerful, terrifying, dead silent, and ice. He stared at the mask and saw a phantom:

Ice City, the city has no doors, and it is frozen everywhere, and there is a roar of craziness knocking on the walls inside. From time to time, there is a sharp ray of ice like thorns thorns, like trees growing until towering, with shadows of corpses poking on the branches, followed by the disappearance of knocking on the door.

Zhang Daolin shivered, but thinking that this power would be his own from now on, he was delighted and without hesitation, he pressed the mask upside down on his cheek.

By the bonfire.

The flames are cold.

Xia Ji grabbed some broken wood and threw it into the stove. The flames surged a little more. He turned his head and saw white peach blossoms jumping constantly, which was heartbreaking.

He stretched out his left hand and gently hooked her waist, came to him a little, gently stroked her long hair, and thought to himself, "This year's New Year will be more lively."

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The snow in the north has become heavier.

Because of the lockdown and the coming of the New Year, the Peach Blossom Baili Song and Dance Troupe has rarely had some free time.

As the center of the prosperous era, Tianque City is naturally a prosperous and prosperous city.

The chefs of the singing and dancing troupe began to slaughter the cattle. The guards started to buy some ready-made candied fruits, desserts, etc. The snow was filled with a sweet meat smell. From time to time, firecrackers exploded in the air in the distance, turning into irregular clouds of salt. Under the vast sky of the red clouds, the wind and snow were eliminated in three or four seconds.

Lao Yin Bi No. 1 and Little Cthulhu No. 1 were mixed among the crowd, and began to pile up snowmen like mortals. Xia Ji had the body of snowmen. White peach blossoms sharpened the carrots to make their noses. They looked for hats everywhere. When they found the hats, they used two iron buttons to make their eyes...

Perhaps because of the influence of the eldest lady and the young master of jade face, the musician who has no fingers on the spring water, and even the palm swallows of one of the top three famous poets, have participated in this event.

A joyful atmosphere.

A happy scene.

Flying snow all over the sky.

But from time to time, snowballs flew past.

Bai Taohua's little face was blushing, she looked at the master, and Xia Ji also looked at her.

Suddenly, Bai Taohua took out a snowball from behind and hit Xia Ji.

Xia Ji:...

Another white peach blossom smashed.

Xia Ji didn't fight back, so he sat under the eaves. Bai Taohua always felt that the master was carrying too much. She suddenly began to blame herself for her efforts and not working hard enough. So she threw away the snowball, clapped her hands, left the lively atmosphere, and ran to Xia Ji to sit obediently.

The young master and the young lady of the World Song and Dance Troupe sat side by side.

In the afternoon, the eunuchs from the Great Zhou Palace came, but instead of reading the imperial edict, the Peach Blossom Baili Song and Dance Troupe entered the Golden Palace to perform New Year's Eve party.

Xia Ji found it interesting. More than ten years ago, he sat in the Golden Palace to watch singing and dancing, but now he is doing singing and dancing by himself. He is getting back to the scene. However, the more he achieves, he can whiten his past cause and effect. Even if he looks serious, he will only see "He once went to the palace to perform" at a glance.
To be continued...