The hind legs stand up straight and run very fast.
The sharp furry claws swung down, creating a giant snow fist.
Bang! Bang! Two punches in a row.
Snow chickens were flying in all directions, and the dead branches and remaining snow fell together, scattering like white flowers in the waves.
The small black eyes are shining with light, the long mouth is grinning brightly, and bursts of pale air rush out from the nostrils. This is a Fargo bear, with reddish-brown hair all over its body, making it appear that it has a strong physique.
Xiaoshan, he is very excited now.
"Maomao! We need to catch three snow chickens! Three!" Little chubby kid Liu Sansi ignored his runny nose and shouted to the Fargo bear Maomao not far away.
As soon as Maomao got the command, he stood upright on his hind legs again and ran faster.
"Maomao! Chase! Chase!" Liu Sansi shouted excitedly.
The snow chickens in the collapsed snow field fluttered their wings, clucked, and used their paws to show their magic skills to avoid punches. They knew that the danger behind them was terrible, so they ran with all their strength, and quickly jumped all over
Flying in the air followed the large group, flew directly to another high snow slope, and hid.
"Hey! It's so difficult!" Liu Sansi sighed as he saw that his goal had failed.
It can only be blamed that these snow chickens have lived on the Snow Lotus Mountain for many years and have become sperm. Moreover, the feathers of the snow chickens themselves are snow-white. Once they are hidden, it is difficult to trace them.
"Huhu, master."
"Maomao"
Liu Sansi raised his eyes and looked at the Fargo bear Maomao in front of him. He was holding a snow chicken that he had just successfully shot down like a treasure.
"Haha, at least I succeeded in getting one, Maomao, you are so awesome!" Liu Sansi laughed and hugged its big hairy legs, wiping the snot back and forth on its plush.
"Master...Master..." Under the word "chuan" on Maomao's forehead, he is still a beast who loves to be clean.
"Maomao, I'm cold."
Looking at his master's pitiful little eyes, Maomao had no choice but to give up and stretched out his bear paws to hold his master in his arms.
"It's so warm!" Liu Sansi said with a milky voice, and her trembling little body instantly became warm and warm.
"Maomao, let's go to the snow slope over there and look for them again."
Liu Sansi put the one he had just caught into his ring, and there were still two left. He thought he would catch it while his father was still teaching, so that he could kill it first and then show off.
...
Every time he passed a place, Yan Jiusheng would patiently and carefully explain it to Luo Juechen. In the process, Luo Juechen also casually mentioned the soil in the vegetable field in Tiweixiangyuan.
It is said that it came from the first generation leader of the Zongheng Sect, who was the founder of the Zongheng Sect. In order to allow his disciples to practice with peace of mind every day, the ancestor disappeared for a while, and then when he appeared again, everyone
I don’t know where he brought the soil back from. It has the power of eternal life. If you plant a broken dry branch and water it with just a little water, it will soon take root and sprout until the branches and leaves spread out. This period will not be long.
A cup of tea.
With such magical soil, one disciple came up with the idea of eternal life. He ate the soil directly and died violently shortly after because he could not withstand the washing of the power of eternal life brought by the soil.
Luo Juechen carefully looked at the tall statue in front of him. He had a handsome face with a beard, a toothless smile, and a tall body. He held a big chicken leg in his left hand and a large bowl in his right hand.
There are many chicken legs. This statue is none other than Yuan Ye, the founder of the Zongheng sect.
For those magical soils, Luo Juechen really wanted to get to know the octogenarian Yuan Ye in front of him. It's a pity that he has passed away for thousands of years.
"Sister Jiu Sheng, I want a hug..."
"tired?"
"Um."
When Yan Jiusheng saw him nodding, he let go of his little hands, squatted down, picked him up effortlessly, and continued to walk easily, saying softly: "In front of you is the Book Studio, there are many elegant and fun things inside."
Nice looking stuff.”
"Something fun and beautiful?" Luo Juechen's little eyes suddenly lit up.
"Sister Jiu Sheng, is that tall building?" Luo Juechen asked, pointing to a five-story building not far away.
"Oh, that high-rise building is called Zhiyuan Building. It is the place where talents, beauties and bounty hunters are ranked. Zhiyuan Building and Shubozhai are everyone's two favorite places."
"What about you, sister Jiu Sheng? Do you like it too?"
"I like it. This is the only fun place in Zongheng."
"Then Chenchen is going!"
"Okay." Yan Jiu Sheng responded softly. Seeing his cheerful look, she could only think that Luo Juechen was as innocent as he should be.
"The morning sun falls in the east, sending a few rays of coolness to the breeze; looking up at the floating clouds, walking slowly, and smelling the fragrance of wild flowers."
A thirty-year-old man in white clothes, with one hand behind his back and one hand in front of him, fanning the wind, was reciting poems alone in this quiet pavilion filled with flowers.
"Hey~ Li Zhongxian, what are you doing here?"
At such a beautiful moment, the scenery was disturbed by the visitors. Li Zhongxian took back the folding fan and said with a stern face: "Is something wrong?"
"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" The man raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms and said, "If the flower boy here knows that you call the flowers he cultivated with so much hard work 'wild flowers', what will happen to you in the future?"
Can we continue to recite poetry and drink wine here?”
"I'm just making a metaphor. Poems need it. Li Changning, don't talk nonsense in front of him!" Li Zhongxian was anxious, and thought of something again, so he gave him a pair of eyes that made him want to fart: "Every time you come here,
If you look for me, something must be wrong!"
"As expected of my brother, the person who understands me is none other than Li Zhongxian." Li Changning sat down on the stone bench with familiarity, poured himself a glass and drank: "Yeah, this wine is astringent and spicy in the mouth.
,good."
Seeing this, Li Zhongxian quickly took the wine pot from his hand and said very preciously: "If you want to drink, go to the wine cellar and make it yourself! If you have something to say, tell me quickly. If you have nothing to do, go wherever you like. Don't come here to spoil your fun!"
Only then did Li Changning become serious. He looked at his brother and said seriously: "April 10th is already at the right time. Get to the school on time."
"Why did I go to the school?" Li Zhongxian asked doubtfully, and added, "Besides, I have to go to the wine cellar to make my apricot blossom wine on the 10th."
"Because, quicksand."
"No!" Li Zhongxian refused without even thinking.
"Why?" Li Changning's eyes darkened upon hearing this.
"If you don't go, you won't go. Why?" Li Zhongxian said impatiently.
"Brother!" Li Changning shouted to him, and added: "Quicksand only happens once every fifteen years! Are you really afraid of Wei Shuchen?"
"I'm so afraid of him! Am I afraid of him, your brother?"
"In this case, you must participate in the Battle of Quicksand. You should take back the shame he gave you back then!"
"Chang Ning, it's not that my brother doesn't want to avenge his past, it's just..." Li Zhongxian was filled with indignation just now and now he has a bitter look on his face.
"Just what?"
Facing that piercing look, Li Zhongxian felt guilty and couldn't say the words, "It's just that your brother doesn't want to embarrass the Li family..."
"Brother, you are already in your thirties, and you have not yet achieved success. Why don't you take a good look at yourself? You are not handsome. Which girl would like you?"
"Li Changning, Li Zhongxian is your biological brother. Is there any younger brother who speaks like an elder brother like you?" A gentle and angry voice sounded behind their ears.
The two knew who the visitor was as soon as they heard it.
"Senior Sister Jiu Sheng, I'm not scolding him, I'm telling him to wake him up and hit him so that he can regain his original aspiration and ignite his fighting spirit."
"Li Changning." Li Zhongxian gave him a look that deserved a beating. Yan Jiu Sheng had already heard what he just said. Where could he put his face?
"Haha, Junior Sister Jiu Sheng, I haven't seen you for a long time." Li Zhongxian looked at Yan Jiu Sheng and said a little embarrassed.
"Senior Brother Zhongxian, will you go to the Battle of Quicksand?" This chapter has been completed!