In the coldest days, the winter in Shu is not like Langya. Although it will not freeze the river, it is freezing.

On the streets of Yuquan Town, the bluestone road was wet, and the leaves on the treetops left a dead branch. Below the dead branches, those who were carrying loads to sell wine and meatballs, the hot mist dyed the scenery a hazy and warm mist.

In the lobby of Sifangzhai next to him, the storyteller started arguing with the first person to come to Shu.

"You said that the Lord Jianwu is in your Shu, and I also said that he is in our Langya! Do you have any evidence?"

"Who doesn't know that the disaster ten years ago was the only one left in the Hu Tiger Village in Shu? Guest Master, did you see the tiger skin hanging at our door? That was the boss of Hu Dayidao!"

"What is the relationship between Master Hu and the Emperor Jianwu? One bandit, another god!"

"Hey, this guest official is so unreasonable. Master Hu and the Emperor Jianwu Shenjun are close friends!"

"The storyteller is getting more and more out of the way. Hu Dazang is a bandit, so how can he get to know the Lord Jianwu? "

"Everyone in Shu knows that the four major families, bandits, and the Qing Gang all know each other!"

"I see you are so stupid to worship God!"

"Hey! Why are you so unreasonable, this guest? If you don't believe me, just wait here. After waiting for a few days, a few handsome gods will inevitably emerge from the foggy mountain."

"Why is the God-sama who looks handsome? I look handsome!"

"You're so handsome!" The storyteller finally lost his patience, threw the gavel away and left.

Outside the Sifangzhai Gate, Yulei was wearing black clothes and walking on a pair of soap boots across the bluestone road in Yuquan Town. Hearing Sifangzhai’s quarrel, he couldn’t help but smile. A war, no matter how tragic it was at that time, changed again by word of mouth.

This time, the Emperor Jianwu Shen no longer had the appearance of the three eyes of the forehead, but the appearance of the three eyes of the forehead, the two eyes of the forehead, the two wings of the forehead, the two wings of the silver armor, the hands of the golden whip, and the feet of the tiger.

Bai Luo was particularly dissatisfied with the fact that he stepped on the tiger, so he simply set up a fog array on the road from Yuquan Town to Wangguiguan, and became a god in Shu.

"Da" Several copper plates fell on the stall selling wine-shopped meatballs. The old man raised his head and smiled suddenly on his face: "Young Master Yu is back after finishing his work? Or is it the old rule that less sugar and more fermented glutinous rice?"

"Yeah." Yu Lei nodded: "My wife loves to eat this."

"Okay!" The old man put a bowl on Yu Lei and put it in: "Young Master, please take it."

Yu Lei walked up the mountain with a bowl of wine-making meatballs.

Bai Luo did not return to Kunlun Ruins, nor did he like to go to Weiming Palace, so he loved to live in Shu. He would inevitably go back to the Demon Realm once or twice a month, so as not to let Helan Chonghua be forced to give up by other ghost emperors in the Demon Realm.

Yulei walked into the fog, and the fog gently made a way in front of Yulei. He meandered up along the moss-covered stone steps and arrived at Wangguiguan. Before he could enter the door, he heard a hustle and bustle in Wangguiguan.

Xue Huo: "Bai Ranxi! Why are you playing this card? I was all lost by you?"

Bai Luo: "Xue Niqiu, do you want to play cards or fight?"

Lu Yubao: "I beg you to calm down! If you tear the pavilion for me, you will cook by yourself! Bai Ranxi, do you want to eat fried chicken with chili pepper or chili pepper and cold chicken today?"

Bai Luo: "Chicken with chili pepper and hemp."

Xue Huo: "Jiang Qinghan! Bai Ranji bullies people! Why are you still brewing her Frost Plum Brew! Are you promising?"

Jiang Qinghan: "Ha, if you have a promising future, you will do it!"

As soon as Yu Lei entered the door, he saw a stove lifting in the kitchen, and smoke from the cooking stove floated out of the kitchen. Four people sat around Feng Qingting’s small stone table, and Xue Huo took the leaf sign. The four gods who were not afraid of the cold specially put a charcoal basin in the pavilion in order to experience the life of the world.

If Bai Luo's wish over the past century was to calm the disputes in the three realms and exchange for peace in the three realms, then Xue Huo's wish was very simple. That was to let the gods in all directions sit at a table and play the Leaf Card.

For this reason, Xue Huo specially arrested Shen Tu and the Zhuque divine bird that had not yet transformed from Kunlun to the world.

This made Xue Huo a little crazy. Next to the small stone table, Xue Huo stepped on the stone bench and landed on the ground, looking at the cards in his hand fiercely.

Bai Luo and Ye Ming sat in the east and south with cold faces. Ye Ming was nothing. Anyway, if he had nothing to do, he would have slept in his turtle shell for hundreds of years. No matter how time was spent, he would have been spent.

Bai Luo is different.

She couldn't understand why Xue Huo, the loach, stayed in the Forget Guest's house and refused to leave. Xue Huo didn't leave, Jiang Qinghan didn't leave. Ye Ming also stayed there. Now there are more Shentu and Yantong.

When did the Forget Guest House become an inn?!

Shen Tu Lai looked up at Yu Lei: "Are you back?"

Xue Huo looked at Shentu's voice and saw Yu Lei bringing a bowl of hot wine-making meatballs, and then took it over: "It's just right to eat this in this cold weather."

Xue Huo had just scooped up a ball and put it in his mouth before the hot bowl of wine disappeared from his hands. He watched Yu Lei take the balls away from his hands and even take the spoon away.

Yu Lei said without any concealment: "This is my wife's. It's not yours."

Bai Luo suddenly lost her appetite when she looked at the hot bowl of wine-making meatballs. She forced herself to eat one: "It seems a bit too sweet."

"Is it sweet?" Yu Lei tasted one: "There is not much sugar."

Xue Huo snatched the wine-stealed meatballs again. Anyway, he was so shameless that he had been staying here in Forget Return to the restaurant, and it was not bad. Xue Huo bit the soft meatballs with satisfaction, touched a card and played it: "Yaoji!"

The Vermilion Bird beside him raised his eyes and looked at Xue Huo, his black pupils flashed, and he felt a little unhappy.

Without realizing it, Xue Huo bit the soft glutinous meatballs in his mouth and continued, "No one wants the young chicken?"

"Snive" and the feathers of the Suzaku Divine Bird ignited a fire, burning the meatballs that Xue Huo was about to feed into his mouth into a piece of black charcoal.

Ye Ming reacted quickly and built an ice wall the moment the Vermilion Bird feathers ignited, blocking himself and Bai Luo behind the ice wall.

Ye Ming silently picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea. He silently looked at Xue Huo's burnt face with a burnt face, which was very happy.

Xue Huo looked back at the Vermilion Bird. The Vermilion Bird stretched out his neck like a cockfighting cock and looked at Xue Huo with a mighty look. She lowered her head and pecked the leaf card to pieces.

Xue Huo: "...Are you crazy?"

Shentu, who was standing behind the Vermilion Bird, smiled coldly, folded his hands behind his head, and half lying in Fengqing Pavilion.

Bai Luo sighed: "Finally, I don't have to play the Ye Zi card with Xue Niqiu anymore."

The Vermilion Bird was obviously angry with Xue Huo's words. She flapped her wings and rushed towards Xue Huo.

Xue Huo was shocked and wanted the wine-sauce balls, so he quickly escaped from Feng Qingting.

Xue Huo: "I'm talking about Yaoji! Yaoji! It's not you!"

With a "boom", a giant dragon broke through a big hole on the roof of Feng Qingting. Two figures, one black and one red, rushed straight towards the clouds.

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Mr. Yuquan Town Storyteller: "Look, I'll say that there are gods living in Yuquan Town? Look, miracles have appeared again."
Chapter completed!