Chapter 2277
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North of taixuan, Shenzhou summer, east of Shenjing City, near Daogong, the snow is still heavy.
It snowed heavily for almost a day, completely covering the whole Youzhou under a piece of silver, especially the capital of God. The amount of snow is extremely huge. The white snow covers almost all buildings.
However, the snow flying all over the sky can not cover the agitation of the whole capital of God, because the front-line war has opened, and the whole people of Daxia in the rear are in an emotion of excitement and anxiety.
Da Xia, a young country, respected from the vast land of China to taixuan. The road of hard hegemony rising from the fields has never been smooth, but accompanied by one bloody battle after another.
After every bloody war, the great country of Daxia will take a big step forward. At the same time, the whole people of Daxia still have a high will to win.
Once the war started, the whole summer was in a completely different state. From senior officials in the temple to traffickers and soldiers, they all began to serve the war.
On the other hand, in the teahouses and restaurants in countless towns in the summer, a large number of people gathered with each other, talking and waiting for the arrival of the daily battle report on the front line.
Since Zhao Yu came to power in the summer, the country has maintained an extremely terrible record, that is, conquering all enemies and winning all battles without losing!
The terrible record has given all the people unlimited confidence. Therefore, the atmosphere in countless restaurants in the capital of God is not dignified and solemn. Everyone exchanges with each other with a smile:
"It is said that each of those ancient immortals is an extraordinary overhaul. I'm afraid it's not easy to fight this war."
In a restaurant on the eastern outskirts of Shenjing City, a senior old man put down his glass and opened his mouth. At this time, the weather in the North was quite cold. While the old man spoke, a white smoke flew forward, like a flying sword.
After the old man's voice fell, not far away, a middle-aged man drank the wine with his head up, and the response came out:
"Old Sir, you underestimate the iron torrent of our summer. When I was young, I went to the battlefield. On the battlefield, even the great friars who have achieved great accomplishments seem very small. Even if these ancient immortals have the power to connect the sky, they can't turn over big waves."
"Although I say so, I'm still worried. After all, this time is different from the past. The so-called ancient fairy court is an existence in myth."
After the old man's voice fell with an old voice, the people nodded one after another. Then at the entrance of the restaurant, a figure in Daogong purple robe paid, took a pot of unfinished wine, got up, opened the door and stepped into the snow.
The snow was flying and swaying. The figure walked along the snow covered street to the small yard where he had lived almost half his life.
After half a meeting, the figure in purple appeared in front of his yard. Then he drank the wine in his hand, held the empty wine pot and threw it in the snow not far away.
At the next breath, the empty wine pot crossed an arc, flew into the snow not far away, and then disappeared.
After all this, the middle-aged man smiled on his face. Then he opened the door and went in.
As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of food came directly to his face. Then the man in purple smiled more and opened his mouth and said:
"Madam, what's delicious now? It's too delicious."
When the voice fell, a charming middle-aged woman in an apron leaned out her head in the nearby kitchen and looked at the purple man standing in the snow without an umbrella. Her eyes narrowed and came out with a voice of some blame:
"Zhengyang, why don't you take an umbrella again? Look, the snow is covering your head now."
"Isn't that good? If you're drenched with snow, you'll be white headed in this life!"
After Chu Zhengyang's funny voice fell, two blushes directly appeared on the middle-aged woman's beautiful face. Then she walked out of the kitchen and walked towards the middle-aged man in purple. As she walked, she said:
"You know, poor mouth. If you say this, if the white head can be replaced by snow, why bother people in the world?"
"Madam, you're not right. You're too pessimistic. It's wrong."
"I'm not pessimistic, but I won't be fooled by your sweet words like when I was young!"
The voice fell with a little pride. The middle-aged woman with extraordinary temperament came to Chu Zhengyang, stretched out her hand and swept the snow off her shoulders and head for the latter. At the same time, a soft voice came out:
"These days, Yan Yan has been yelling that she wants to eat stuffy bamboo shoots. When she went shopping earlier today, she just saw a good stewed bamboo shoot and bought it directly. She is stuffy in the kitchen now. By the way, why did you come back so early today?"
At this point, the middle-aged woman suddenly moved, and then gathered in front of Chu Zhengyang. Her white nose moved, just like a smelling cat.
At the next breath, the middle-aged woman's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, raised a lot of voices, and directly sounded:
"Well, Chu Zhengyang, you've been drinking secretly. Haven't you stopped drinking for many days? You've found a place to bury the peach blossom wine given by the old leader of your Taoist palace. Why, the wine bug in your stomach is making trouble today, and you can't help drinking?"
There was some blame in the middle-aged woman's voice, but soon her words stopped suddenly, because Chu Zhengyang in front of her suddenly opened his arms and hugged the middle-aged woman directly in his arms.
At this moment, the woman's white face turned red, and two red clouds floated on her cheeks, trembling and saying:
"Zhengyang, what is this? Let me go quickly. It's time for my daughter to come back now. It's bad to be seen."
Before the words fell, he opened his arms, hugged his wife Chu Zhengyang tightly, leaned his head on the latter's shoulder, slowly closed his eyes and murmured:
"Madam, just let me hold it for a while."
After Chu Zhengyang's tired words came out, the middle-aged woman's heart suddenly softened. Then she raised her hand, gently stroked Chu Zhengyang's back and said:
"Husband, no matter what happens, I'm here, I've always been there."
This gentle soothing sound sounded under the heavy snow and floated outward, as if it had been singing in the wind. Gradually, snowflakes fell on the sky, like tears, dyeing their hair white in the yard.
With the snow, a total of white heads!
The meaning of people who accompany each other may be that after walking through the boundless darkness, you will find that there is always a light at the end of the wind and snow, waiting silently and never going out.
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North of taixuan, Shenzhou summer, east of Shenjing City, near Daogong, the snow is still heavy.
It snowed heavily for almost a day, completely covering the whole Youzhou under a piece of silver, especially the capital of God. The amount of snow is extremely huge. The white snow covers almost all buildings.
However, the snow flying all over the sky can not cover the agitation of the whole capital of God, because the front-line war has opened, and the whole people of Daxia in the rear are in an emotion of excitement and anxiety.
Da Xia, a young country, respected from the vast land of China to taixuan. The road of hard hegemony rising from the fields has never been smooth, but accompanied by one bloody battle after another.
After every bloody war, the great country of Daxia will take a big step forward. At the same time, the whole people of Daxia still have a high will to win.
Once the war started, the whole summer was in a completely different state. From senior officials in the temple to traffickers and soldiers, they all began to serve the war.
On the other hand, in the teahouses and restaurants in countless towns in the summer, a large number of people gathered with each other, talking and waiting for the arrival of the daily battle report on the front line.
Since Zhao Yu came to power in the summer, the country has maintained an extremely terrible record, that is, conquering all enemies and winning all battles without losing!
The terrible record has given all the people unlimited confidence. Therefore, the atmosphere in countless restaurants in the capital of God is not dignified and solemn. Everyone exchanges with each other with a smile:
"It is said that each of those ancient immortals is an extraordinary overhaul. I'm afraid it's not easy to fight this war."
In a restaurant on the eastern outskirts of Shenjing City, a senior old man put down his glass and opened his mouth. At this time, the weather in the North was quite cold. While the old man spoke, a white smoke flew forward, like a flying sword.
After the old man's voice fell, not far away, a middle-aged man drank the wine with his head up, and the response came out:
"Old Sir, you underestimate the iron torrent of our summer. When I was young, I went to the battlefield. On the battlefield, even the great friars who have achieved great accomplishments seem very small. Even if these ancient immortals have the power to connect the sky, they can't turn over big waves."
"Although I say so, I'm still worried. After all, this time is different from the past. The so-called ancient fairy court is an existence in myth."
After the old man's voice fell with an old voice, the people nodded one after another. Then at the entrance of the restaurant, a figure in Daogong purple robe paid, took a pot of unfinished wine, got up, opened the door and stepped into the snow.
The snow was flying and swaying. The figure walked along the snow covered street to the small yard where he had lived almost half his life.
After half a meeting, the figure in purple appeared in front of his yard. Then he drank the wine in his hand, held the empty wine pot and threw it in the snow not far away.
At the next breath, the empty wine pot crossed an arc, flew into the snow not far away, and then disappeared.
After all this, the middle-aged man smiled on his face. Then he opened the door and went in.
As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of food came directly to his face. Then the man in purple smiled more and opened his mouth and said:
"Madam, what's delicious now? It's too delicious."
When the voice fell, a charming middle-aged woman in an apron leaned out her head in the nearby kitchen and looked at the purple man standing in the snow without an umbrella. Her eyes narrowed and came out with a voice of some blame:
"Zhengyang, why don't you take an umbrella again? Look, the snow is covering your head now."
"Isn't that good? If you're drenched with snow, you'll be white headed in this life!"
After Chu Zhengyang's funny voice fell, two blushes directly appeared on the middle-aged woman's beautiful face. Then she walked out of the kitchen and walked towards the middle-aged man in purple. As she walked, she said:
"You know, poor mouth. If you say this, if the white head can be replaced by snow, why bother people in the world?"
"Madam, you're not right. You're too pessimistic. It's wrong."
"I'm not pessimistic, but I won't be fooled by your sweet words like when I was young!"
The voice fell with a little pride. The middle-aged woman with extraordinary temperament came to Chu Zhengyang, stretched out her hand and swept the snow off her shoulders and head for the latter. At the same time, a soft voice came out:
"These days, Yan Yan has been yelling that she wants to eat stuffy bamboo shoots. When she went shopping earlier today, she just saw a good stewed bamboo shoot and bought it directly. She is stuffy in the kitchen now. By the way, why did you come back so early today?"
At this point, the middle-aged woman suddenly moved, and then gathered in front of Chu Zhengyang. Her white nose moved, just like a smelling cat.
At the next breath, the middle-aged woman's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, raised a lot of voices, and directly sounded:
"Well, Chu Zhengyang, you've been drinking secretly. Haven't you stopped drinking for many days? You've found a place to bury the peach blossom wine given by the old leader of your Taoist palace. Why, the wine bug in your stomach is making trouble today, and you can't help drinking?"
There was some blame in the middle-aged woman's voice, but soon her words stopped suddenly, because Chu Zhengyang in front of her suddenly opened his arms and hugged the middle-aged woman directly in his arms.
At this moment, the woman's white face turned red, and two red clouds floated on her cheeks, trembling and saying:
"Zhengyang, what is this? Let me go quickly. It's time for my daughter to come back now. It's bad to be seen."
Before the words fell, he opened his arms, hugged his wife Chu Zhengyang tightly, leaned his head on the latter's shoulder, slowly closed his eyes and murmured:
"Madam, just let me hold it for a while."
After Chu Zhengyang's tired words came out, the middle-aged woman's heart suddenly softened. Then she raised her hand, gently stroked Chu Zhengyang's back and said:
"Husband, no matter what happens, I'm here, I've always been there."
This gentle soothing sound sounded under the heavy snow and floated outward, as if it had been singing in the wind. Gradually, snowflakes fell on the sky, like tears, dyeing their hair white in the yard.
With the snow, a total of white heads!
The meaning of people who accompany each other may be that after walking through the boundless darkness, you will find that there is always a light at the end of the wind and snow, waiting silently and never going out.
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North of taixuan, Shenzhou summer, east of Shenjing City, near Daogong, the snow is still heavy.It snowed heavily for almost a day, completely covering the whole Youzhou under a piece of silver, especially the capital of God. The amount of snow is extremely huge. The white snow covers almost all buildings.However, the snow flying all over the sky can not cover the agitation of the whole capital of God, because the front-line war has opened, and the whole people of Daxia in the rear are in an emotion of excitement and anxiety.Da Xia, a young country, respected from the vast land of China to taixuan. The road of hard hegemony rising from the fields has never been smooth, but accompanied by one bloody battle after another.After every bloody war, the great country of Daxia will take a big step forward. At the same time, the whole people of Daxia still have a high will to win.Once the war started, the whole summer was in a completely different state. From senior officials in the temple to traffickers and soldiers, they all began to serve the war.On the other hand, in the teahouses and restaurants in countless towns in the summer, a large number of people gathered with each other, talking and waiting for the arrival of the daily battle report on the front line.Since Zhao Yu came to power in the summer, the country has maintained an extremely terrible record, that is, conquering all enemies and winning all battles without losing!The terrible record has given all the people unlimited confidence. Therefore, the atmosphere in countless restaurants in the capital of God is not dignified and solemn. Everyone exchanges with each other with a smile:"It is said that each of those ancient immortals is an extraordinary overhaul. I'm afraid it's not easy to fight this war."In a restaurant on the eastern outskirts of Shenjing City, a senior old man put down his glass and opened his mouth. At this time, the weather in the North was quite cold. While the old man spoke, a white smoke flew forward, like a flying sword.After the old man's voice fell, not far away, a middle-aged man drank the wine with his head up, and the response came out:"Old Sir, you underestimate the iron torrent of our summer. When I was young, I went to the battlefield. On the battlefield, even the great friars who have achieved great accomplishments seem very small. Even if these ancient immortals have the power to connect the sky, they can't turn over big waves.""Although I say so, I'm still worried. After all, this time is different from the past. The so-called ancient fairy court is an existence in myth."After the old man's voice fell with an old voice, the people nodded one after another. Then at the entrance of the restaurant, a figure in Daogong purple robe paid, took a pot of unfinished wine, got up, opened the door and stepped into the snow.The snow was flying and swaying. The figure walked along the snow covered street to the small yard where he had lived almost half his life.After half a meeting, the figure in purple appeared in front of his yard. Then he drank the wine in his hand, held the empty wine pot and threw it in the snow not far away.At the next breath, the empty wine pot crossed an arc, flew into the snow not far away, and then disappeared.After all this, the middle-aged man smiled on his face. Then he opened the door and went in.As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of food came directly to his face. Then the man in purple smiled more and opened his mouth and said:"Madam, what's delicious now? It's too delicious."When the voice fell, a charming middle-aged woman in an apron leaned out her head in the nearby kitchen and looked at the purple man standing in the snow without an umbrella. Her eyes narrowed and came out with a voice of some blame:"Zhengyang, why don't you take an umbrella again? Look, the snow is covering your head now.""Isn't that good? If you're drenched with snow, you'll be white headed in this life!"After Chu Zhengyang's funny voice fell, two blushes directly appeared on the middle-aged woman's beautiful face. Then she walked out of the kitchen and walked towards the middle-aged man in purple. As she walked, she said:"You know, poor mouth. If you say this, if the white head can be replaced by snow, why bother people in the world?""Madam, you're not right. You're too pessimistic. It's wrong.""I'm not pessimistic, but I won't be fooled by your sweet words like when I was young!"The voice fell with a little pride. The middle-aged woman with extraordinary temperament came to Chu Zhengyang, stretched out her hand and swept the snow off her shoulders and head for the latter. At the same time, a soft voice came out:"These days, Yan Yan has been yelling that she wants to eat stuffy bamboo shoots. When she went shopping earlier today, she just saw a good stewed bamboo shoot and bought it directly. She is stuffy in the kitchen now. By the way, why did you come back so early today?"At this point, the middle-aged woman suddenly moved, and then gathered in front of Chu Zhengyang. Her white nose moved, just like a smelling cat.At the next breath, the middle-aged woman's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, raised a lot of voices, and directly sounded:"Well, Chu Zhengyang, you've been drinking secretly. Haven't you stopped drinking for many days? You've found a place to bury the peach blossom wine given by the old leader of your Taoist palace. Why, the wine bug in your stomach is making trouble today, and you can't help drinking?"There was some blame in the middle-aged woman's voice, but soon her words stopped suddenly, because Chu Zhengyang in front of her suddenly opened his arms and hugged the middle-aged woman directly in his arms.At this moment, the woman's white face turned red, and two red clouds floated on her cheeks, trembling and saying:"Zhengyang, what is this? Let me go quickly. It's time for my daughter to come back now. It's bad to be seen."Before the words fell, he opened his arms, hugged his wife Chu Zhengyang tightly, leaned his head on the latter's shoulder, slowly closed his eyes and murmured:"Madam, just let me hold it for a while."After Chu Zhengyang's tired words came out, the middle-aged woman's heart suddenly softened. Then she raised her hand, gently stroked Chu Zhengyang's back and said:"Husband, no matter what happens, I'm here, I've always been there."This gentle soothing sound sounded under the heavy snow and floated outward, as if it had been singing in the wind. Gradually, snowflakes fell on the sky, like tears, dyeing their hair white in the yard.With the snow, a total of white heads!The meaning of people who accompany each other may be that after walking through the boundless darkness, you will find that there is always a light at the end of the wind and snow, waiting silently and never going out.www.mylovenovel. com, the fastest update of the webnovel!
