Three months.

Passed in the blink of an eye.

The breeze blows.

Jiang Lan stood at the entrance of the Netherworld Cave and felt a hint of chill.

It's snowing.

The snow is a bit heavy.

Covered the mountain grassland.

Walk forward and walk to the vicinity of the yard.

The snow is already covered with peach trees.

"You should plant some plum blossoms so that you can see the winter plum blossoms bloom."

"The sword is sharpened by sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

Jiang Lan, who was walking in the yard, couldn't help but think of this poem.

He is trying to temper himself.

One day, his sharpness can also appear in Kunlun.

But he doesn't want such a day.

As long as you can have a sharp edge.

There is no need to show off.

Because there must be many bad things at that time.

Be more stable, nothing bad.

"Young brother can do this?" A sudden voice rang behind Jiang Lan.

It's naturally light rain.

Turn around and look.

Xiaoyu was standing behind him, her fairy clothes reaching her knees and her skirt fluttered.

The calves are white, the feet are white, and the snow is standing.

"Have you not bought my senior sister's shoes yet?" Jiang Lan asked.

Xiaoyu looked at Jiang Lan and tilted her head and said:

"Didn't you buy it for me?"

Jiang Lan: "..."

Finally, he took off his magic weapon boots.

Standing barefoot on the snow.

Xiaoyu put her feet into Jiang Lan's boots without any hesitation.

Because it is a magic weapon, there is no possibility of being incompatible with each other.

And the color can change.

Finally the boots turned white.

It's long boots.

"I wear my junior brother's shoes very well." Xiaoyu jumped.

Very satisfied.

I don’t know if I am satisfied with the shoes or Jiang Lan’s approach.

Anyway, she had a smile on her face.

Jiang Lan stepped on the snow and took out her new shoes.

He has many shoes, especially magic boots.

Xiaoyu didn't say anything, but threw the wooden sword to Jiang Lan.

I ran to the yard to play with snow.

The dragon no longer regarded himself as an outsider. Jiang Lan, who took the wooden sword, thought to himself.

I didn't care about Xiaoyu's approach.

He is happy to do so.

When he arrived at the yard, Jiang Lan handed the candied haws to Xiaoyu:

"Senior sister's stuff."

Xiaoyu opened her mouth and bite a string, then took a string with her hands.

After finishing eating the candied haws in his mouth, he spoke:

"Have you attended a private school?"

"I've listened to it." Jiang Lan cleaned the snow from the tables and chairs and sat down.

Of course, he wasn't just cleaning up his seat.

Instead, I cleaned up all the snow on the table and chairs.

It is convenient for Xiaoyu to sit down.

After Jiang Lan sat down, Xiaoyu sat next to him:

"When I was a child, my master took me outside, and I saw a private school teaching.

Do you want to learn it?

Just now, I haven't taught Longyu for a long time."

"Senior sister, I learned it very early." Jiang Lan said.

I did learn Dragon Words very early.

“Whether to say it doesn’t mean you can write.

How do I write my teacher?

It was a long time ago that I taught me last time." Xiaoyu suddenly became interested.

It's just snowing, so it's easy to write.

Jiang Lan: "..."

That afternoon.

The practice ended.

"I have made a lot of progress." Xiaoyu looked satisfied.

Jiang Lan didn't want to say much.

Then he began to concentrate on blessing the true meaning of the dragon-slaying.

It seems like playing house with my senior sister.

After having fun, Xiaoyu ran to make snow.

Jiang Lan just watched.

The senior sister in the snow scene is very beautiful.

Soon, he saw Xiaoyu become normal.

Tall, beautiful and mature figure.

At this moment, the vision is no longer flat.

Looking up to the mountains.

"It seems like I'm going to be a normal self, and I'm gesturing." Jiang Lan had a guess in his mind.

But he was still watching quietly.

midnight.

Ao Longyu sat next to Jiang Lan, then lay on the table and planned to sleep:

"Junior brother, I'm asleep, please help me slowly."

Looking at the senior sister beside him, Jiang Lan activated the magic, and the cold air around him was driven away by him.

A warm feeling surrounds Ao Longyu.

After doing all this, he looked at the snowmen piled up by Xiaoyu.

They are two people who are very close to each other and are looking at each other.
To be continued...