Chapter 261

"Well, I remember that elder brother killed one person at that time, but not everyone can be like elder brother." Huang Hejian pondered for a moment and said.

"He's better than me. He's worried about his life now. If you don't want to go to your two families to have a fight, you can see that don't cheat the poor. This is the conclusion I've drawn from him in the past six months." The ancestor of Saint ape shook his head with a smile: "if the saint emperor can save him."

The three joked and went to the mountain lake behind the military aircraft hub, took out a jar of century old good wine and some small dishes, and sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake to drink wine.

Everyone tells their own things, sometimes laughing, sometimes silent, but toasting... The sky unknowingly snowed, goose feather like snowflakes falling from the air, the three simply set up a hot pot, Huang Hejian two breathing, then brought a few plates of good snow leopard meat flowers.

Mo Yunfei saw him and went out for a walk. He didn't know where he got the best flower carving. The ancestor of the holy ape took a sip, but he turned his mouth to complain. They laughed. The laughter was drowned in the snow night and dissipated in the lake.

"Song Tianxuan... Sleep..." Song Tianxuan outside the house, suddenly Yi Ziqi's voice came in.

Although song Tianxuan's face was a little ugly, it was much better than five days ago. His spirit was stronger than before, but he was made to look like this by life and death.

After collecting the Golden Dragon pen, the five talismans dissipated in the air. When he got up and opened the door, he saw a vast expanse of white on the ground.

On the snow, there stood a young girl, but she was no longer in a single dress. She was wearing a red mink fur cape, straight down to her legs, holding a red hat connected with the Cape in her hands, and her face was slightly red.

Now she looks more like a fairy. Standing in the snow in front of song Tianxuan's door, she looks very moving under some weak lights in the room. Song Tianxuan's heart is warm, and he doesn't even want to talk to disturb this quiet and sweet picture.

If there is no Murong Wan, no Ziyan, not so much hatred and humiliation, he really wants time to stop at this moment, suddenly, an idea appears in his heart, if it can turn into a talisman... In his hand, the Golden Dragon pen suddenly appears, the tip of the pen turns into a golden thread, passing through six petals of snow, with a long tail disappearing in front of his eyes.

Time seems to be very slow. At this moment, song Tianxuan seems to have entered an ethereal realm.

Yi Ziqi didn't move. She looked at Song Tianxuan who was trapped in the ethereal realm. Gradually, the golden thread gradually solidified and turned into a person's outline.

Then eyebrows, eyes, lips

Song Tianxuan frowned, waved and changed

Yi Ziqi looks at Song Tianxuan in shock, and the picture gradually turns into her own... The snow is still falling one by one, gradually piling up on the shoulders of Yi Ziqi and song Tianxuan, a thick layer.

The picture had been formed, and all of a sudden, the golden lines swayed. Song Tianxuan was so worried that he went to draw the last stroke.

That stroke has not been pointed out, the picture is about to collapse, Yi Ziqi waved her hand, a roll of white paper flew out, the snow on her shoulder was shaken off.

The white paper rolled towards the portrait and printed the picture directly on the white paper.

"I haven't finished painting yet, how can you..." Song Tianxuan took the pen, but the picture disappeared, and the time recovered as before. The snow shaken from Yi Ziqi's shoulder hit the ground quietly, and didn't make any sound.

"It's me. Why can't I take it? Besides, did you say hello to me when you drew me? Do I agree? " Yi Ziqi received the picture, but her face was wronged.

Knowing that he was unreasonable, song Tianxuan shook his head and laughed. He took the Golden Dragon pen and flashed over to indicate whether yiziqi wanted to come in.

Yi Ziqi saw that song Tianxuan didn't argue with her. It seemed that something was missing in her heart. But looking at Song Tianxuan's body, she shook her head and said, "you can walk with me, the first snow of this year."

Song Tianxuan was stunned and immediately nodded with a smile: "OK, the first snow."

Go to the top of the back mountain with Izzy.

Song Tianxuan is still single. Yi Ziqi finds a cape and hands it to song Tianxuan. Song Tianxuan insists that he put it on. However, although he doesn't know why Yi Ziqi is like this, he still puts it on.

"The Pope is back and says he can go to the Palace tomorrow. Everything is ready." Yi Ziqi reached out to catch a cool snowflake, which disappeared in the palm of her hand.

Just two hours, the ground has gathered a thick snow, around the snow reflected very white, but not dazzling.

"In that case, I owe you a great debt." Song Tianxuan said with a smile.

Yi Ziqi also laughed, revealing two dimples, looked down at the snow, exhaled a white airway: "this is because of saving me, why human is not human, but you Maoshan's identity is some special, I'm afraid to cover it up at that time, so as not to see through, I'm afraid I can't save you."

"Well, you know, as a bodyguard, it's far beyond my expectation that you can help here. Naturally, you will be careful." Song Tianxuan nodded, but he was surprised. He didn't expect that he could get it.

If there is no result in two days, he will summon xuanhuang spirit by force.

Yi Ziqi told everyone that song Tianxuan was not allowed to know her true identity, so now Song Tianxuan is still in the dark.

"I told the holy emperor about these things, because it also confirmed the fact that the Zhou family had a bad heart. In addition, when the golden winged Marquis was saved, the holy Emperor allowed the Pope to go to the Presbyterian Council to intercede, but he concealed your human identity." Yiziqi some helpless way.

A human race, a Maoshan, which of these two identities is the enemy of the demon race. Her hatred was instilled from childhood. The words of the great ape in the afternoon overturned all the ideas she had accepted in the past 20 years.

From the attitude of the Pope, we can see that the Pope is not very disgusted with song Tianxuan. Otherwise, he will not come forward to intercede, or kill him directly. Is there so much trouble?

"Shall I disguise?" Song Tianxuan stopped. His status as a human race is too easy to be seen through. His accomplishments are higher than him. As long as he can't see his noumenon, he will have doubts.

"No, I'll accompany you with the pope at that time. It's because the injury doesn't show itself. They won't ask questions." Yi Ziqi shakes her head. Suddenly, song Tianxuan becomes a different race. She can't help laughing and covers her mouth.

Song Tianxuan turns his head doubtfully, but Yi Ziqi covers his hot face and avoids his eyes.

So they went straight to the top of the mountain. The snow stopped at the top of the mountain. They sat on a big stone on the mountain and leaned against the tree.