"Then, be careful on the way."

At the intersection, Hua Yin waved goodbye to Xiaoyuan.

Her shoulder bag contains the newly purchased materials used to make Yushou, and the heels of the leather boots are stepped on the stone bricks, dada.

Qi Mu's house is not far away, but Hua Yin turns into an uninhabited alley.

"Who are you, why should you follow me?"

She turned around and looked up at the spirit body that followed her all the way.

He had a god with short dark purple hair wrapped in a scarf she gave him, and his ice-blue eyes stared at her quietly, as if he could never see anything else.

Or rather, he didn't know who to look at except her.

"My name is Ye Dou." His voice was hoarse. Perhaps because he was afraid of scaring the other party, he just stood there carefully and did not take another step forward. "It's... the god of Fujin."

"I don't know where to go, just follow you."

"So that's it, it's like a stray dog. But you are a god, and I can't let you enter my home." Hua Yin smiled with a bent eyes.

Ye Dou could see his own shadow reflected in his blue eyes, but that happiness was not looking at him, but someone else.

"Because I am the god of Fujin, can't I enter your home?"

Huayin blinked: "Are you going to cry? You are clearly a god. Is your psychology so fragile?"

"It's not because of disaster, but because I have the god I want to serve."

"I may be able to give you a scarf and a house to shelter you from the wind and rain. But I am not your believer, so you cannot draw true warmth and belonging from me, and you will still be wandering and helpless."

"No one will believe in God of Fujin."

"But, you said your name is Ye Dou. The God of Fujin is just a profession. Look at the present world, so many people are changing jobs." The little loli smiled and walked towards him, but walked around him and left the alley. "Humans are so fragile, they can live happily. You should look at others more and find what they really want. All I can give you is this scarf. So you shouldn't follow me, because you can't get anything else from me."

Huayin is a kind girl, but her bottom line for strangers is a stranger. She has a pill of swords and swords. There is no reason to help a person who fell to the ground stand up and be responsible for the other party's remaining half of her life.

You have to walk your own path, whether it is life or the belief you stick to.

It was like the unwavering "Tao" among the blades swinged by the brothers.

So she will also treat others like this.

"Little Flower Sound."

The fairy, wearing a woolen coat, stood not far away and smiled at his little god-study expert.

"Brother Gexian, you are back!"

The little girl happily threw herself into the other party's arms: "Welcome back!"

"I'm back."

Gexian Kenting picked up the little girl, let her sit on one of her arms, then untied the scarf with the other hand, and half of them surrounded each other.

From the angle that the little girl could not see, he looked coldly at the god of Fujin at the entrance of the alley, carrying a warning full of murderous intent.

Night fight stammered in place.

That tender and soft little girl, does she know what kind of ferocious beast is holding her?

He wanted to walk towards her and save her...

"Brother Gexian, don't scare Ye Dou. He still has a lot of things to do and will not keep up with him." Hua Yin raised her hand, gently held Gexian's cheek with a slap, and kissed her.

"Yeah, OK."

Ye Dou saw the god who had divine nature like him but was carrying the sin of killing and smiled gently, and had no intention of killing.

It was as if just one sentence, he could let go of all his defenses and not be afraid of any evil thoughts flying from the darkness.

He couldn't take a step.

Just as the little girl said, he couldn't get what he wanted from her.

Because they are so intimate and trust each other without reservation.

No one can destroy that beautiful and strong bond.

Ye Dou raised his hand to touch his chest.

Did you change jobs from the God of Fortune to become another god?

The kids really dare to say it.

——

This is a winter scene in this Pillar.

Yaoyando Shiro finally took the time to embark on the road of cultivation. Wuhuqun rolled in the snow with the little tigers in his arms. Rando Shiro's new album and movie disc were thrown on the tatami in the lounge, but he himself announced that he would not come back.

Qingguang, California simply closed the dojo for a month and returned to the Wanshen and Kenting, who announced that he had "going to the mountains to appreciate nature". He hasn't come back for too long, and suddenly he found that there were too many friends, so he could only recognize them one by one and become familiar with them.

After cutting the winter scene, Huayin was ready to fight and had a snowball fight with the little knives. I don’t know who involved the Knife and the Weiqi team, and the Taidao team also came over to join in the fun.

After returning from his current life, I brought various souvenirs to everyone. I heard that I would have a good New Year, and the swordsmen in Honmaru were all excited.

Clean, paste couplets with auspicious Chinese characters, arrange flowers, and prepare New Year jade for the children's appearance, that is, New Year's money.

However, based on the age of the knife, the short knife is not necessarily the smallest.

Hua Yin was not very worried, so she simply gave all the sword men New Year's money.

After all, she is a god-studyer.

Of course, as a sister, she received all the New Year’s money from Nissan.

On the New Year's Day, the kitchen started to make 60 servings of soba noodles. When Hanyin knew that she wanted to write a postcard for the New Year, she teleported to the world and picked a stack of them, and began to write blessings to all her brothers, parents and friends seriously.

I had already prepared all the Yushou before. After Hanyin finished writing the postcard, she put the postcards of her parents, Xiaomeng Xiaoyuan Kagome Kuroko and their postcards together with the New Year gifts, and asked her brother Nanyu to pass them over; then tied the postcards of her brothers with the letters she wrote and the special Yushou with various long ribbons to form a safe knot.

When we were having dinner together in the evening, Xiao Huayinzhin was in the quilt, and the gifts she had sorted out for the whole day were piled up around her.

In the evening, Kusuo Saki brought back the Shiro Rando, who had just left the set in costume, and then went back to accompany his parents for the New Year's Eve. Sunsuke Saki lost contact for the whole semester and finally returned home alive. However, there was no kiss from his cute sister to comfort him. He could only hold the letter and feel the only remaining warmth in this cool world.

After dinner, Xiao Hanyin handed all the gifts to her brother one by one, and gave them a kiss on the face and said blessings seriously. The gifts could only be opened together during the New Year's Eve. The public hall was full of heat, and Tsurumara Kuronaga jumped up and down, circling around the polarized medicine with the aura of the elite Dongda University. Soon, the live broadcast of the Red and White Song Club appeared on the projector.

Xiao Huayin was obediently held in the first row by Qingguang, California, and then ran from the first row to the last row in a coquettish manner of "Xiao Huayin asked me to hug her too". Perhaps it was because her brother's arms were so reassuring that she fell asleep unknowingly.

The sound from the screen was lowered, and the brothers gradually stopped watching the songs. Instead, they surrounded the sleeping Xiao Huayin and opened their gifts in a row.

Yushou placed the closest position to his chest.

Look carefully at the blessing words on the postcard.

Then they opened the letterhead.

From the first vibration pressure cut, Haseba covered her mouth and cried, some of the swordsmen even took a look and left in a panic in their arms.

In the end, only California Qingguang was left.

He did not open the letter, because there was always someone to accompany the examiner to celebrate the New Year.

The men tucked away their swords and twitched back, and many of them seemed to have just cried.

I just thought of the young god-taughter and all their sword-sword sisters, who lay in front of the letter paper and expressed their love in their hearts, and no matter how strong the sword is, they would probably not be able to withstand such a critical strike.

The love expressed, the love spoken, and the love written in the pen are all subtle differences.

Letterhead is a physical object that can be stored and a carrier of emotions that can be seen over and over again.

True love will only brew with the time of longing, becoming more mellow and delicious, and it is fascinating.

Qingguang, California, still held the God-Surveillancer.

He was not that anxious or uneasy.

He was her initial sword, the sword that had been with her for the longest time. No matter what happened in the future, he would protect her for the joys, sorrows, and happiness of her life until she ages and dies.

That's when his California Qingguang should be broken.

Until then, he would stay by her side, unbreakable.
Chapter completed!