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Chapter 216 Winter Snow Cleanses the World

However, he was only sixteen years old when he died.

Turning over and over again is like a palm, death and rebirth are like a wheel.

How can one live such a sensible and reliable life?

Lin Yuan suddenly grabbed Bai Lian's sleeve.

Balian stopped and looked at her quietly with his dark eyes, without saying a word.

Lin Yuan looked at the three people walking together on the long street behind her, their shadows elongated by the moonlight. She said: "After passing through mountains and rivers, and the winter snow purifying the world, you are now our mountain master and our family. There is no way to be alone."

Yi's lone wolf is indeed very powerful, but in front of us, you don't need to be so careful and meticulous. Even if you are weak and make mistakes, no one will blame you for it."

"There is no need to strive for the best and perfection in everything, because in this world, an absolutely perfect person cannot tolerate others around him. That would be too lonely. Si Chen, I don't want you to live like that."

Bai Lian turned his head and looked at the three figures returning together on the snow-covered long street, his throat burning.

Although it was empty, at this moment, he came to the words he had wanted to hear the most but no one had said to him.

See him silent.

Lin Yuan was slightly nervous, and she gently lifted Bailian's sleeve: "As a young person, you should be responsible for the grass growing like a flying bird, and the dawn breeze."

The movement of lifting the sleeves was very subtle, lest it cause trouble to him.

Lin Guiyuan, who was silent, could hit the point every time he spoke.

His lifeless voice floated in the cold wind of the ancient street: "Lin Yuan is already acting like a spoiled child with you, young master, will you just follow her?"

Lin Yuan was startled, then became angry and said, "Who is acting like a spoiled child? Lin Guiyuan, tell me clearly, who is acting like a spoiled child?"

Lin Guiyuan's stiff lips curled up: "Pull up your sleeves and act coquettishly."

His dead gray eyes rolled around, looking a little creepy and terrifying in the night, but what he said was ridiculous: "When I was thirteen years old, I knew not to act like a spoiled child with Grandpa Shanfu."

The two fingers that pinched Bai Lian's sleeves were withdrawn as if they were hot. Lin Yuan was so angry that she raised her fist and wanted to beat him: "I see if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will twist your head off..."

With an honest look on his face, Lin Guiyuan clicked his head off and handed it to Lin Yuan.

The head on the palm even blinked.

Lin Yuan was so angry at this naughty kid that her face turned green. Before she could raise her fisting hand, her cuffs tightened, but Bai Lian gently pulled the cuffs, imitating her little move just now and also pulled gently.

Lin Yuan turned her head and met his dark blue eyes, with a genuine smile: "I know, Sister Lin Yuan."

"Cough..." The tip of Lin Yuan's nose was red and itchy, and she couldn't help but scratch it with her fingertips.

She thought to herself, tonight is really a beautiful night.





The two corpses and one fish quickly returned to the inn.

The night is already dark, and another sneaky murder occurred in the city tonight. Perhaps out of fear of trouble, many people went to bed early.

Fang Geyu rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up with a look of displeasure, opened the scallion oil and pickled cabbage noodles that Bai Lian brought back, and picked at them with chopsticks in disgust.

"I thought I'd give you a lot of pocket money. It's okay if you don't take me with you when you go out for fun. If you bring a late-night snack or plain noodles, you can't even find a shred of pork. Are you the Lantern Festival in the teapot?"

Balian asked humbly: "The Lantern Festival in the teapot? What is that?"

Lin Yuan, who was eating noodles honestly, said with a smile: "The Lantern Festival in the teapot can only go in but not out."

Balian looked stern and felt a little guilty.

Because he gave all the money Fang Geyu gave him to the second girl of the Ji family.

Fang Geyu looked disgusted, but he didn't hesitate. He picked out a slender noodle and ate it. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Bai Lian and Lin Yuan, and asked: "I heard that there is a ghost haunting the city tonight, what do you guys think?"

Are you okay?"

Lin Yuan smiled and said: "The ghost has been killed, so nothing will happen."

Fang Geyu made a sound, with a slightly unhappy look on his face: "I heard that it was a century-old ghost, and it was finally caught in the hands of the blue young butterfly. Tsk, it seems that this century-old ghost is not that powerful, but he actually screamed

She took it away, and now the Lan family has become more popular. With such meritorious service, she may be able to go directly to the arsenal to select reward equipment tomorrow."

Balian, who was touching the sleeping Afutu and quietly sucking the rabbit fur, raised his head and said: "Reward equipment? Isn't that a reward for those who stand out in the big exam?"

Fang Geyu picked out the bean sprouts in the bowl one by one, raised his eyebrows and said: "Everyone only knows that the city master's exam is hosted by the empress, but how do they know that the empress has never been interested in these things that stick to the rules? Immortal City is

The empress created it with her own hands, and she has the final say as to the rules. Now that the capture of an old ghost has resulted in one less reward for the guest cultivator who succeeded in the exam, it does seem unfair, but we think it is not important whether it is fair or not.

, Your Majesty, she can be happy as long as she feels like it. Tsk...this noodle is really unpalatable."

Balian suddenly discovered that this rich young lady from Shifang City had an unknown treasure for food.

When she eats, no matter whether it is delicious or expensive, she rarely wastes it.

Just like this bowl of noodles, it can be seen from Lin Yuan's expression that it does not taste very good.

But Fang Geyu still finished the meal in small bites.

I didn't know that she had such a respectful attitude towards food.

Lin Yuan said: "There is such a good thing. Si Chen, you really shouldn't have handed that old ghost to Lan Youdie. I heard that there are all good things in the arsenal of Xianling City."

"What?!!!"

Fang Geyu was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He suddenly exploded and his eyes widened: "You caught that old ghost?! You gave Lan Youdie that woman back?!!!"

Balian hugged the rabbit and took two steps back: "There are enough treasures in the mountain environment. I am not interested in the arsenal of Xianling City. Besides..."

Besides, he didn't really want to interact too much with the practitioners in Xianling City.

Fang Geyu didn't really care about that little thing, he just thought that his people were working hard, but the benefits were being taken away by others, and he felt uncomfortable.

But seeing Balian's look, she frowned, as if remembering his identity, and didn't say anything more.

It's just that at Balian's current level, he was slightly surprised to be able to take down a century-old ghost, and it was not surprising to think that he had a refined mecha puppet warrior on his body.

Early next morning.

The sound of banging was heard, the sky was dark and bright, and the border town was deserted, except for the faint sound of vendors selling breakfast.

Blue Young Butterfly changed into regular clothes early and rushed outside the treasure house in the border city.

An old man in charge came out of the side room, with a Qiankun bag tied on his old and skinny wrist.

Seeing the old man approaching, Lan Youdie's eyes lit up, and then he bent down to greet him and said respectfully: "I have met Mr. Luo, and today I was ordered to come and collect the reward."

The people who can become the stewards of the border city are all monks in the inner city of Xianling City, and their status is naturally not comparable to that of the leader of the city's defenders.

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