White snowflakes, falling from the sky, overcast, cold north wind whistling.

Countless flakes of snow fall, soon around a white, yushuqiongzhi, yintaiyuge, everywhere is a very clean snow white.

Feng Qingxiao stretched out his hand, a few snowflakes fell in his palm, instantly melted and evaporated, leaving a light damp. He looked up at the snow and thought of Yun Zihuang's letter.

"Zihuang, you said you would come back in winter. Now it's snowing in Kyoto. It's time for you to go home."

Missing, like the snowflakes all over the sky, endless, boundless, flying everywhere. Kyoto has entered winter. This is the first snow of this winter, but it came a little earlier than usual. He raised his lips so well that at least he could tell her that it was snowing in Kyoto and winter was coming, so she should come back quickly.

With the snowflakes, a letter from Kyoto was sent to yunzihuang.

"It's snowing in Kyoto. Go home quickly!"

The words in the letter are very simple, but they are full of yearning and expectation. She raised her lips. Has it snowed in Kyoto?

Here is still a piece of green, there are countless flowers in full bloom, although the temperature dropped a lot, but it is cool, not cold. There is a big difference in temperature between the north and the south. Looking up, there are lush trees and blooming flowers among pavilions. The wind also brings out a touch of coolness. When it snows in Kyoto, the temperature here is not cold or hot, which is the most comfortable time.

Northern Xinjiang, should have been thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, right?

Shensi, from the south to Kyoto, and then to the further north Xinjiang. During this period of time, I spent less time in Kyoto than in Northern Xinjiang. Northern Xinjiang is the place where she has experienced countless lives and deaths, fought and lived. She is most impressed. How about Ouyang Baofeng in that distant and cold northern Xinjiang? Has wind blade ever come back?

Along with the letters came the changes in the situation in Kyoto and the world, as well as information about Southern Xinjiang.

In the extreme south, there is no alternation of four seasons, no bitter winter, green all the year round, flowers in full bloom, fruitful, known as "Southern Xinjiang". Southern Xinjiang is a vast area, with high mountains, numerous dense forests, many poisonous insects, snakes and water. There are countless tribes and nationalities in southern Xinjiang. They live in the mountains and forests, and are hard to find. The road is rugged and difficult to walk. It is too remote and full of miasma, poisonous insects and snakes. It is blocked by mountains and forests, and the road is difficult to pass.

Although there were conflicts among the tribes in southern Xinjiang, their biggest enemy was the Zixiao empire.

Nanzhao Kingdom has existed in southern Xinjiang since ancient times. For thousands of years, it has engaged in wars and conflicts with the Central Plains Empire, or has been independent and far away, or dependent and changeable. With time and history, Nanzhao state was strong, sometimes weak, sometimes falling apart. There were many wars between the Central Plains Empire and the southern Xinjiang. Each time, it was able to defeat the southern Xinjiang, but it was difficult to enter into the depth of the southern Xinjiang, and really made the southern Xinjiang the place of the Central Plains.

It is not the insidious and tenacious people of Southern Xinjiang who block the steps of the officers and soldiers in the Central Plains, but the endless miasma and poisonous insects, poisonous snakes and poisonous grasses in the mountains.

Even the Nanzhao state had never unified Southern Xinjiang, and it was impossible for all the tribes in southern Xinjiang to obey his orders.

All the big and small tribes are very independent, and each tribe has its own "Dusi".

As a capital, the world has its land, its people, its soldiers, its duties, its place, its current and its title, which has been handed down from generation to generation. Dusi was originally an official post conferred by the Central Plains Dynasties on the leaders of various tribes in southern Xinjiang. Later, it was recognized by the Nanzhao state and became the unified title and official post of the leaders of various tribes in southern Xinjiang. However, although this kind of official position was canonized by the emperor of the Central Plains and became a common official title for the leaders of various tribes in southern Xinjiang, it was not under the jurisdiction of the Central Plains empire.

Most of the time, one generation is old or dead, and the next generation automatically inherits this position, without the Central Plains emperor to canonize and recognize it.

Miasma, poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, poisonous grasses and so on are the biggest dependence of Southern Xinjiang, and they are also the defense line to prevent the invasion of the Central Plains. However, the most frightening thing for people in the Central Plains is poisonous insects. Not only do people in the Central Plains turn pale when talking about poisonous insects, but even people in southern Xinjiang are extremely awed and never want to meet poisonous insects or people who raise poisonous insects.

Yun Zihuang looks at these materials. These days, she is also collecting all kinds of materials about Nanjiang and poisonous insects. She knows something about them.

Fortunately, poisonous insects are extremely difficult to raise, and few people are able to raise them. Even in southern Xinjiang, people who can raise poisonous insects are extremely rare, and poisonous insects can't be seen at random.

Feng Qingxiao has already sent a decree to the Lingnan garrison envoy to ask the people in Nanjiang about helping the rebels in Nanning. However, it is a long way to go, with a vast territory and numerous tribes in southern Xinjiang, so it is difficult to get the answer. So she didn't prepare to wait passively. Instead, she wanted to find out the person who raised the poisonous insects.

I contacted the great God of the empty capsule and found that the permission to open the empty capsule is now back to level 7. She couldn't help but sigh. If she hadn't been captured by Barthel in ares city and flew back to Ares city from the sea, she would have had the highest level of authority now. It's hard to go back to the days before liberation. With this plague, we can barely get back to the seventh level. We don't know when we can have the right to open the Ninth level.The analysis of poisonous insects shows that the empty storage cabin doesn't give more information, and she can't let poisonous insects wake up from dormancy easily.

After bathing, dressing, dressing, and resting for some time, Zhou Henian regained his former handsome and gentle appearance. But deep in his eyes, from time to time will flash extremely gloomy eyes, in order to cover up the eyes, he closed his eyes and pondered silently.

The sun in the early morning brings warmth, but he can't feel the warmth. His heart is cold.

After all, he never did anything with his vitality, but now he can't write, walk or even eat. What can such a useless man do in the future?

He opened his eyes and stared at Yao Xian's door. He had been waiting here for a long time. He was covered with a thick quilt, but he still felt very cold.

The wrist is covered in the quilt, because he no longer wants to see his ugly and bare wrist. Every time he sees it, he will suffer a lot, even collapse. In the early hours of this morning, he thought of death many times, but he was reluctant to die and preferred to live on like this.

"Squeak..."

The door opened and Yaoxian came out.

Zhou Henian's face was immediately full of tender and affectionate smile: "Yao Xian, breakfast is ready. I've been waiting for you to wake up."

Yao Xian did not speak and looked out of the courtyard wall.

He said in a soft voice, "Yao Xian, call back all the poisonous insects you've done before. Those people have already died."

"Poisonous insects are no longer in those people's stomach."