In the early morning, smoke from the bamboo building curled, and snow fell last night. The world covered in Yizhuang was quiet and peaceful.

"Didn't Madam want to sleep with me last night?" When Tang Yan got up, she saw Ali cooking and asked tentatively.

"Tonight, together tonight."

Tang Yan's face turned red and she felt relieved. Her wife was in a good mood. Such provocative words were generally depressed like a storm.

Tang Yan did not stop Ali from cooking, but instead tried a set of boxing in the yard and stretched out her muscles and bones.

The bamboo house door was pushed open, and the inspiring Tian Zihuan was full of energy early in the morning. There is no doubt that she was the last one to wake up every day.

"Wow! It's snowing! So beautiful! So good!"

"Xiao Wu! Is Xiao Wu back?" Tian Zihuan shouted loudly, and a huge snowball rolled down on the hillside of the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

Xiao Wu shook the snow on his body and threw Tian Zihuan all over.

The sharp-eyed Tian Zihuan saw the thin black tulle dress that Xiao Wu was holding, and snatched it over and smelled it, her mother's clothes.

He ran to the kitchen like a credit, and said with a smile: "Mom, your clothes are left outside, I'll pick them up for you."

Li Xuanji, who was cooking porridge, turned red and turned to look at Tian Zihuan.

"Go stand in a position."

The little girl became tired in an instant, like an eggplant hit by frost. She slapped her clothes on the table and walked into the yard and sat in Xiaowu's arms leaning against Xiaowu.

It's so warm and comfortable, and it's another day when I don't want to stand in a stance, and I'm in a normal mood.

"Xiao Wu, why don't you have to stand on the stance? No, you have to stand with me." The little guy went to pull Xiao Wu, but it was obvious that she couldn't pull it.

Ali looked at the porridge on the fire, and put away the clothes on the table with a blushing face. Thinking of the madness that last night was still blushing.

"It's too much, my husband is really good." Li Xuanji was in a good mood and was in a good mood. He liked everything he saw.

Tian Qi came back from hunting a wild boar, and Xiaowu and Tian Zihuan both squatted aside and watched Tian Qi kill the pig.

It seems that there is something good today, otherwise it would be not easy to get my father to get up early to hunt. Tian Zihuan was eager to try it out, but after all, he was too young? He was still a little scared.

The bamboo building in the middle is Tian Qi, A Li, Tang Yan, Feng Li lives? The bamboo building on the left is Tian Zihuan and Mei Qingxuan, and the one on the left is Tang Ning's occasional home.

But now there is a person in the bamboo building looking at the situation in the yard through the window.

At first glance, four people, a bear, and a pig? Very clear, very clear.

Song Yiren touched her head with a desperate look on her face. Why did she appear here? And why did she say something offended that woman yesterday? Even if she dreams, she should be more alert!

"It's over, that guy won't kill me quietly, right?" Song Yiren thought so.

The clothes on her body have been changed? She was practicing her smile at the bronze mirror beside her? She has regained the gentle temperament that was ten years ago. She is not the saint of Miaojiang, but Song Yiren, a lady from the Song family.

After preparing for a long time, Song Yi pushed the door out and screamed with a tragic sound of killing pigs? Then there was a clapping sound.

"Dad, you are so awesome!" The little girl danced happily? Tian Qi dropped the wild boar and bleed.

"Check it up and come for dinner, it's not too late to finish it." Li Xuanji's body had a little more fireworks at this time? But it was also very light.

The little guy washed his hands and couldn't help but touch the pig's head just now? Do you have to wash your hands before eating? This is the rule set by my mother.

As soon as Tian Zihuan turned around, she saw the stunned Song Yiren watching Tian Qi, who was hanging upside down with his sword quickly.

"Ah, you're awake."

Suddenly, eyes were cast on Song Yiren's face, and Song Yiren's reserved suddenly became a little panicked.

"Young master, long time no see you." Song Yiren said hello on his own initiative.

Tian Zihuan's eyes rolled and looked at her mother quietly. Well, there was no movement. This is not the legendary Aunt Feng. Safe!

"Long time no see, come and have a meal." Tian Qi was a little embarrassed. He was forced to kiss yesterday. I don't know if this matter has passed.

Ali was much calmer, and soon all five of them sat at the round table.

Tian Zihuan, who loves to talk, stopped talking and kept looking at this beautiful aunt who seemed not a stranger.

"Dad, that beautiful aunt is watching you." Tian Qi didn't expect that his little cotton jacket would leak, so he miscalculated.

Song Yiren choked on the porridge, hurriedly put the white porcelain bowl in her hand, and stood up with her head down.

Tang Yan curled her lips, and Ali frowned and said, "Don't pretend to behave, just eat."

Song Yiren nodded slightly, and it was as if it was very aggrieved, just as it felt distressing.

The meal was very boring. Tian Zihuan thought something was wrong, but she couldn't tell me. My father seemed to talk very little, and my mother was in a good mood. Aunt Tang seemed to be watching a show aside.

The Great Wisdom Classic that Tian Zihuan started practicing at the age of three did make her smarter. She couldn't do it when she memorized her, but she had a trick of evil ways.

Tang Yan put away the dishes and chopsticks, the little girl went to play, and there were only three people left in the room, and Song Yiren became a little cramped.

"Tell me, how come I have fallen into this place? A hundred thousand taels of silver can't allow Miss Song to spend the rest of her life? It can be found thousands of miles apart. How can that sentence be said? If you never forget it, there will be a resounding response?"

Ali made a few cups of flower tea, gave Tian Qi a cup, and gave Song Yiren another cup. Song Yiren only felt fearful and terrified.

"Are you the saint of Miaojiang? The only saint of the Six Caves and Eighteen Villages?" Tian Qi was a little curious, but seeing that Song Yiren was already innate and perfect, he could almost become this saint.

Song Yiren nodded, and she knew she could not hide it, so she didn't intend to hide it at the beginning.

Looking at Li Xuanji who was blowing tea, and looking at Tian Qi who was looking at him, Song Yiren's eyes turned red and she knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Young master, madam, help me, my mother is going to die."

Tears gather, and those who hear it are sad and listen to it are crying.

Ali coughed twice, stopping Tian Qi's movements. Tian Qi turned his head and looked at Ali, without saying anything.

"It's too fake and insincere. I'll change the reason for my husband to take action."

Song Yiren's heart trembled, and slowly raised her head and looked at A Li, but found a pair of ancient Jing Wubo's eyes.

"You won't know what the situation of Guhong School is. You are a smart person. What do you want to say? Organize your language well."

"If you let go, you have to make sure that your mouth is tight enough to not reveal the secret here. I understand? You have been through once, so you won't know what I mean, right?"

Song Yiren only felt a deep pressure coming from her heart, so she slowly got up and sat down slowly.

Until Ali tea cup was bottomed, Song Yi slowly spoke: "The southern Xinjiang rebelled and the high priest was seriously injured. I heard the news and rushed back from the Bashan Sword Sect.

If the young master takes action, he can enter the Miaojiang holy land once, and Yiren swears with his life that he will not leak the matter of Youhuanggu."

Tian Qi's eyes flashed, and A Li slowly smiled.

"Youhuanggu? Why do you know that this is Youhuanggu? What is your life?"

Ali looked at Song Yiren, and the grandmaster's breath was faintly leaking.

The murderous aura, which was like a thousand swords, wrapped Song Yiren from head to toe! Song Yiren's face changed drastically! He looked at the two people in front of him in horror.

How is it possible? Li Xuanji was the one who took action? In just ten years, she had cultivated from her innate nature to such an unfathomable state? Although she was unwilling to admit it, the aura that was far superior to the high priest could not be fake!

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Chapter completed!