The villain, she raised the darling of heaven

Without Shen Yu, without Wen Jianchen, no one can study Shenshui.

In the fifth year of No.70 when Shenshui was born, Bai Jiu remembered until his death that there was a rare snowfall in Huaicheng that evening.

On the gray sky, there are clusters of lead gray clouds floating, jagged and drooping, appearing thick and depressing, and a cold current is sweeping along with it.

White is flying, silver is all over the ground, a piece of sanctity, covering up the sins on the ground seamlessly.

"Bai Jiu, what should we do now?"

Hundreds of densely packed people are like mice in the gutter, only daring to appear in the dead of night.

Bai Jiu was suddenly awakened, and raised her head from her confusion.

These people in front of her are all people who hate Shenshui to the bone. Like her, they have been hunted down by the black market for more than 20 years.

"I..." Bai Jiu just opened her mouth before realizing that her voice was terribly tired.

"I do not know."

This always assertive person was pushed into perplexity by his lover.

She seems to be unable to escape from two people all her life, one is Shen Yu and the other is Gu Jun.

The narrow dark alley was full of people, and the remnant snow was trampled into mud, slippery and mottled, making it look dirty and messy.

"I'm not reconciled to our years of hard work."

"Bai Jiu...is there no other way? There are thousands of soul doctors and poison masters in the world."

"If you give up, I will go alone. Shenshui ruined my family, and I will definitely not let the black market go, even if I can only bring one person to be buried with me."

"I'll go with you..."

"..."

Bai Jiu was like a frozen ice sculpture, listening to their whispers in a low voice.

Over the years, they have gotten used to being cautious.

As the sky was getting brighter, the snowstorm was getting bigger and bigger, almost crushing the rationality of this group of people.

"I will find a way." After a long time, Bai Jiu straightened up.

The cold wind is like a knife, the earth is used as a chopping board, and all living beings are regarded as fish and meat. The snow is coming, and the wind is still uncertain. Two blue shadows are rushing towards them in the wind and frost.

"It's not me, it's us."

The stranger who suddenly appeared was like a wild beast among a flock of birds, which made everyone flustered and instinctively wanted to escape.

Zhang Yizhou took the black cloth from the bottom.

"Let's take a boat."

Beside him was a playful woman who smiled and followed suit, "My next one is Zhang Xiren."

"Miss Bai Jiu doesn't have to fight alone. I know where there are people who practice both medicine and poison."

The cold poison on his body was relieved by him.

Zhang Xiren smiled sweetly, and then said: "The mountain of prisoner spirits, there are ghosts and immortals, and the famous banquet can make the dead bones grow muscles, and it can also make the living people dye the corpses."

The crowd finally came alive, and couldn't help showing a look of joy.

Bai Jiu walked through the crowd, her frozen body gradually warmed up, and her throat felt astringent.

"Thank you-"

Zhang Yizhou waved his hand, "This is a matter for all the people in the world, so naturally I... have our share."

Moreover, the black market wiped out the Zhang family, which was originally his enemy.

"Then we will leave immediately."

Zhang Yizhou didn't go with him, he was too weak, besides, he still had someone to protect him.

It was hard for Zhang Xiren and him to settle down for a while.

"Brother, shall I go to see sister Qu Zhao?"

Zhang Yizhou recalled the bloodthirsty appearance of the woman fighting desperately, and was blinded by the wind and snow for a while, and his vision blurred.

"No." He heard himself answer like this.

"Why? I miss sister Qu Zhao. Huaicheng finally snowed, and sister Qu Zhao has never seen snow before." Zhang Xiren was puzzled.

"There is no need to go in the future."

"But why?"

"There is no why..." Not everything will have a reason.

Just like him and Qu Zhao, they were different from the beginning, there is no reason for this, everyone has their own choice.

"The way is different, so you can't walk together." Zhang Yizhou seemed to be answering Zhang Xiren, and seemed to be admonishing himself.

Zhang Xiren didn't know what Tao he was talking about, but he was thinking carefully.

If my brother doesn't go, she can go secretly. Elder sister Qu Zhao must see such a beautiful snow.

As Zhang Xiren said, Qu Zhao really didn't know, she was just cultivating in her room and didn't know anything about what happened outside.

"Sister Qu Zhao—"

"Xi Ren came to see you—"

Qu Zhao opened his eyes, the murderous intent flashed past, and he recovered his peace after hearing a familiar voice.

"If you don't speak, I'm coming in."

The woman pushed the door open and walked in, covered in white snow.

"I knew it, you must be practicing again, and my brother didn't know what's wrong, so he refused to come to you."

Zhang Xiren sat down and poured a cup of hot tea, which was steaming hot.

"You should listen to your brother."

Qu Zhao didn't move, he came out from the room and sat opposite her.

Zhang Xiren pouted, "I don't want it, I miss you."

As if thinking of something, Zhang Xiren stood up and dragged Qu Zhao away.

"It's snowing in Huaicheng. It's the first time in so many years. Let's go out and have a look."

As soon as he went out, a touch of blue broke into his eyes.

Zhang Yizhou was extremely tall. He was wearing a cyan suit with a bat-patterned Yunxiang talisman, a rhino horn belt around his waist, and a snow cape standing outside the yard.

After all, he is the noble son of the Zhang family, even though he has been at the bottom for so many years, he still has some momentum.

Zhang Xiren smiled triumphantly, "Hey, let me see who this is, isn't it impossible for some people to tell?"

Qu Zhao's face did not change, but the light in his eyes flickered slightly.

Seeing her indifference, Zhang Yizhou said unnaturally: "Passing by." He turned around and wanted to leave.

"Stay here, and bring Xiren back later."

For the convenience of going to the Jueyin Mountain Range, her yard is extremely remote, almost out of the city, and passing by is really far-fetched.

As soon as the words came out, Zhang Yizhou turned back very smoothly, showing a smile.

Zhang Xiren raised the snow in his hand and threw it at Zhang Yizhou, hitting his face.

Zhang Yizhou threw his backhand and knocked Zhang Xiren down. He was submerged in the snow and remained silent for a while.

"Zhang Xiren?"

"Zhang Xiren, stop pretending."

Zhang Yizhou yelled a few times but nothing happened.

Qu Zhao frowned and walked over quickly.

A figure quickly jumped out from the snow and pushed Qu Zhao into the snow.

Large flakes of snow fell on the pine logs in the yard, covering both of them.

After a while, there was laughter, and two heads emerged from the snowdrift.

Qu Zhao couldn't remember how long he hadn't felt so relaxed.

Ever since she separated from her master, wandered alone in the Dragon Bone Mountains but escaped from death, and fled back to Huai City with only one breath left, she began to cultivate like crazy.

She kept trying to cross the Dragon Bone Mountains to get to the Bone Desert by herself, but her strength told her that she was not worthy yet.

Qu Zhao looked at the silvery yard, the smiling Zhang Xiren, and Zhang Yizhou standing like a pine tree.

Finally, a little slack appeared in her heart, and if she had a rest, she would be content for a day.