The old man stood at the door with a strong momentum, his sleeves swayed without wind. The wind and snow outside the door were blocked by the old man and he was not allowed to enter the room for half a step.

Ding Yixiu took a step forward and bowed: "Senior Gu, I wonder what it takes to come to my house today?"

Gu Kaizhi looked at the dilapidated house and whispered: "Where is your master?"

Ding Yixiu and Zhou Liyuan looked at each other and said slowly: "Senior, the master has passed away."

Gu Kaizhi was slightly stunned, not expecting that the guy who used the knife had died, "How did he die?"

Zhou Liyuan walked out from behind and held the long sword behind him in his hand, looking cold, "Senior, what are you doing?"

Gu Kaizhi looked at the actions of the two juniors and couldn't help but smile, "Even though I know I am Gu Kaizhi, do you want to use the knife?"

Ding Yixiu picked up the Tang sword from the ground and held it in his hand, "If you don't even have this courage, why should you practice a knife?"

Gu Kaiyi's view of the two of them changed a lot in an instant. He thought he was just two incompetent juniors, but he didn't expect that they would dare to draw their swords when facing him.

"Yes, the sword intention has taken shape. Even though I know I can't beat a strong enemy, I still have the courage to take action. It's not bad."

Ding Yixiu stood there, his aura suddenly rose, and the Tang sword in his hand drew a circle in front of him, "Senior still didn't say why he came."

Gu Kaizhi stretched out a hand, bent his index finger, and then ejected it towards Ding Yixiu. Without any movement, Ding Yixiu suddenly flew backwards from the spot and hit the chair behind him.

Seeing this, Zhou Liyuan raised the long sword in his hand and was about to attack Gu Kaizhi. Gu Kaizhi looked at Zhou Liyuan coldly and snorted coldly. His sleeves were swaying without wind, and a palm was blasted out, and Zhou Liyuan was knocked to the ground.

"I don't know the ungrateful thing. I originally thought about finding your master this time and seeing the sword skills of the same disciple as Liu Qing, but I didn't expect to die."

Gu Kaizhi lost interest, put his hands on him, and walked into the wind and snow with Wu Yong behind him.

Wu Yong was also a little curious and approached Ding Yixiu and Zhou Liyuan, wanting to see carefully what they would look like when they were punched by Gu Kaizhi.

"Stop looking, I didn't use any effort, let's go."

In the distance, Gu Kaizhi's voice interrupted Wu Yong's thoughts. When he heard the old man's words, Wu Yong had to turn around and leave with regret. Before leaving, Wu Yong spat hard at the snow when he passed by the door.

Ding Yixiu sat upright, ignoring the blood from the corner of his mouth, hurriedly found Tang Dao from the ground, leaned on the ground, and slowly stood up.

Zhou Liyuan was even more miserable and fell directly on the wine pot behind. The remaining wine inside wet Zhou Liyuan's clothes.

"What's going on? How could a senior like Gu Kaizhi know his master?"

Ding Yixiu didn't say anything. He knew some hidden things in the master's sect and looked at Zhou Liyuan, revealing his bloody teeth.

"Stop worrying about this, you'd better repair the house with me, or I'll freeze to death."

Zhou Liyuan took off his clothes, wore his underwear, squatted beside the stove, putting the wet clothes in his hands, constantly grilling them on the stove, hoping that his clothes would dry soon.

Ding Yixiu had no choice but to pick up the damaged wood in the room and take it to the stove.

Looking at the wood all over the ground, Ding Yixiu smiled bitterly. It was so good now that the stove in recent days should not be extinguished.

Wu Yong followed Gu Kaizhi, and heavy snow fell on the thick cotton coat. Wu Yong couldn't feel the cold, but was exposed on his cheeks, which were a little reddish because of the heavy snow.

"Master, who are the masters of the two of them? It's worth seeing him like a senior like Master here on a snowy day."

Gu Kaizhi walked in the senior, wearing a maroon, covering some of the wind and snow for Wu Yong. "It's just a guy who was expelled from his master, not worth mentioning."

"Then the master is coming to see him?"

Gu Kaizhi stopped, heavy snow fell on the street, and he couldn't see clearly the surrounding buildings in a short time, "I want to see the sword technique."

Wu Yong pulled the cotton coat with his hands to prevent the snowflakes from falling into the cotton coat. "What kind of knife technique is it powerful?"

After Gu Kaizhi figured out the direction, he continued to walk forward, "Do you think the sword skills of the same swordsman as the world's number one swordsman are powerful?"

Wu Yong was stunned and stood there. How could a small person living in an unknown street have such a sword technique?

"Master, who are the masters of those two guys? He actually knows Liu Qing's sword skills?"

Gu Kaizhi whispered: "It's just Liu Qing's junior brother. He is from heaven and underground with Liu Qing."

"Master, who is better than Liu Qing? One is a master of swordsmanship, and you are a martial saint. Who is better than that?"

"I don't know, I have never fought with Liu Qing."

In the wind and snow, the master and the disciple walked further and further away, leaving only two rows of footprints. Soon, heavy snow covered the footprints again.

It snowed all day long, and on the next morning, the snowflakes became smaller and gradually stopped snowing.

After Wang Si finished her homework, hurried to the yard, carrying the gloves that Qin Keqing sewed for her in her hand, excitedly grabbed a handful of snow, feeling the humidity of the snow, and she was about to build a snowman.

Yesterday, when the snow was heavy, Wang Si was about to build a snowman. Si sat by the window. Wang Si even built a few snowmen. He had thought about what kind of snowman look like. However, it took a day to snow yesterday, and the little guy was a little unhappy.

When Wang Si woke up this morning, he saw that the heavy snow outside had ended, and the little guy quickly completed his homework. After finishing his homework, Wang Si told Wang Yi what he thought.

Of course, Wang Yi agreed, and he also had to compete with Wang Si for who was building a snowman faster.

Wang Yi walked out of the lobby and stood on the snow. Since it was still early, everyone in the Jinyiwei

It has not yet risen, so the ground is like a thick quilt covered with a thick layer of quilt, which looks very beautiful.

Wang Yi was wearing a blue cotton coat, breathed out, took out his gloves from his arms, and put them on his hands. Not far away, Wang Si had already started to prepare for the snowman.

Wang Yi hurried into the snow, picked up a handful of snow and started building a snowman. Suddenly, Lu Zhong patted Wang Yi on the shoulder and called Wang Yi into the corridor.

The two of them sat on the railings of the corridor. Wang Yi looked at Wang Si with gentle eyes.

"Is it really going to raise Wang Si as my daughter?"

Lu Zhong smiled, looked at Wang Si who was playing, and asked Wang Yi beside him.

Wang Yi smiled and said, "What, no?"

Lu Zhong laughed, "Wang Si is such a good seedling, you, a person who has been practicing swords with Li Taibai since childhood, will you not know how fast Wang Si will practice swords."

Wang Yi shook his head, obviously disagreeing with Lu Zhong's point of view, "How old is she? Don't look at her always saying that she is thirteen years old, and after this year she is only about fourteen. How good is such a young child happy every day."

Lu Zhong leaned against the pillar and put one foot on the railing. "A future female sword fairy in the world, don't want it if she says no?"

Wang Yi sat on the railing, shaking his legs, looking leisurely, "Anyway, what you said doesn't count."

Lu Zhong was not angry at Wang Yi's words, but sat there, shaking his legs with Wang Yi, "Thank you for the Jinyiwei to have the scene today."

Wang Yi grinned and said, "You are polite, Mr. Lu, no, I didn't do anything."

Lu Zhong explained: "Although your title of marquis is a false reputation, no one in the court dares to underestimate our Jinyiwei. Over the years, the Imperial Heaven Supervision and the Eunuch Supervision have controlled all the information of the Ming Dynasty and invisibly deterred many people."

"The King of Yan cannot be placed on the open side in the dark, so our Jinyiwei always lacks a big tree to rely on. Your title means that the power of our Jinyiwei in the open side is enough to compete with them, and it also makes those who are eyeing us hide their minds."

Wang Yi mocked himself: "What kind of big tree am I?"

Lu Zhong smiled and said, "Boy, no matter how you deny it, thank you."

Wang Yi continued: "My Lord Lu, don't just say it, can my salary increase this month?"

Lu Zhong looked serious, "You can't dream."

"There is really no negotiation."

"No, don't even think about it. You can talk about feelings, don't think about money."

"Mr. Lu, I want to scold people."

"No," Lu Zhong shook his head, looked at Wang Yi's move of getting up and punching, and hurriedly said, "What are you doing? You are the marquis, I am a commoner. If you beat me, I will go to Jingzhao Mansion to sue you. Can you beat me?"

The expression on his face fell into Wang Yi's eyes, and he was very worthy of a beating.
Chapter completed!