The snow came especially suddenly.

However, at the end of October, the weather suddenly became particularly cold.

Feng Chuge stood outside the courtyard and looked at the snow and the snow, and the crystal clear sighs were filled with joy.

"It was snowing." The night of the demon had already come out from the outside. He raised his hand, brought a snow in his hand, put out his tongue, and snorted on the snow.

This is the first time he has seen snow in so many years.

After being sealed, I have never seen it again...

"Is it delicious?" Seeing the demon night licking the snow, Feng Chu song raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's delicious." The night of the demon is picking up and laughing like a child.

Outside, the flowers and the meat group are playing in the snow, watching them like this, the night of the demon, "It’s childish."

Feng Chu's eyes are slightly pumped.

naive?

Compared to eating snow, I really don't know who is childish?

Just talking, a footstep behind him.

Fengchu song turned his head and looked at the red eye of the emperor.

He held a cloak in his hand, went forward, reached out, and put the cloak on the phoenix song, then swirled around her chest.

"It’s cold, be careful."

Fengchu song moth eyebrows drooping, light smile. "Ok, I know."

"How is your hand so cool?" The emperor held the hand of Fengchu song, and looked a glimpse.

Immediately, his palms filled with a spiritual power and warmed up for Feng Chuge.

"Well, don't waste your spiritual power." Feng Chu sang his hand to stop the action of the imperial dust. "Waste of spiritual power is to be condemned."

"Where is it waste? I am here to take care of the lady. And nothing happened recently."

As I said, the snow outside is getting bigger and bigger.

Looking at the snow that has been raging, Feng Chu’s eyes are full of surprises.

"Dust, let's go to the snow."

Looking at the pulsating flash of the eyes of Feng Chu, the imperial dust could not stop, and his thin lips were pale. "it is good."

After finishing the conversation, Feng Chuge took him into the snow.

Among the snow, big and small footprints.

The imperial dust is in front, and the Fengchu song is behind.

Feng Chuge's little feet, walking in the big footprints left by the emperor's dust.

It’s very cold.

But at this moment, the hearts of the two are extremely warm...

"Yeah, the master and the monarch are also coming!" The meatballs and the flowers and snowballs are enjoying the joy, and the two of them came, and they were pleasantly surprised. "Flowers, we are more than just the master and the host, this time to compare!"

After that, spend a snowball throwing it at the emperor.

The imperial mind of the emperor completely fell on the body of Feng Chuge, unable to defend the ground, was smashed by the snowball.

At the moment, the flowers and the meat are happy to laugh.

The emperor stood in the same place, but he shook his head with some helplessness.

In the snow, there is a harmonious relationship.

Not far from the eaves, the demon night looked at the scene and shook his head. He leaned back on one side, but his mouth was a bit of bitterness.

However, just as they were playing, the outsiders braved the wind and rushed in.

"The main lord, the main gate of the burning gate, Xuanyuan warfare!"

This announcement, let a few people playing in the snow have stopped the action at hand.

Feng Chuge’s footsteps were in the same place, turning to look at the informant, his eyes narrow. "He, finally came..."

"Go, go and squat together." After hearing the Xuanyuan war, the emperor had no other emotions in the eyes, only the endless chill, and killing!