The Hardest Opening System in History

Taixuan north, Shenzhou Daxia, east of Shenjing city, near Dao Palace, still heavy snow.

Almost a day of heavy goose feather snow covered the entire Youzhou completely under a piece of silver clothing, especially Shenjing City. The amount of snow was extremely huge, and the white snow covered almost all the buildings.

However, the snow flying in the sky couldn't cover the restlessness of the entire Shenjing City. Because of the start of the frontline war, the entire Daxia people in the rear were in a mood of excitement and anxiety.

Daxia, a young country, from the vast land of Shenzhou to the respect of Taixuan, this arduous road to the rise of the overlord from the rice fields has never been smooth sailing, but accompanied by one **** battle after another.

After every **** battle, Daxia, the great country, will take a big step forward, and at the same time, the entire Daxia people will still have a high will to victory.

Once the war started, the entire Daxia entered a completely different state, from the high officials of the temple to the traffickers and pawns, all began to serve the war.

On the other hand, in the teahouses and wine shops in countless cities and towns in Daxia, a large number of people gathered together, talking while waiting for the arrival of the front-line daily battle report.

Since Zhao Yu entered the Great Summer, this country has maintained an extremely terrifying record.

The terrifying record has given all the people infinite confidence. Therefore, in the countless restaurants in the Shenjing City, the atmosphere is not solemn and solemn. Everyone communicates with each other with a smile:

"It is said that each of those ancient immortals is a major repair with an extraordinary cultivation base. I am afraid that this battle will not be easy."

In a restaurant on the eastern outskirts of Shenjing City, an older man put down his wine glass and opened his mouth. At this time, the weather in the north was already quite cold. While the old man was speaking, a white smoke flew forward. Out, like a flying sword.

After the old man's voice fell, not far away, a middle-aged man raised his head and drank the wine, and the response came out:

"Old gentleman, then you can underestimate the torrent of steel in our Daxia. When I was young, I was on the battlefield. On the battlefield, even the great monks with a better cultivation base seem extremely insignificant. These ancient times Even if the immortal has the power to reach the sky, he can't overcome the big waves."

"Although I said that, the old man is still a little worried. After all, this time is different. This so-called ancient fairy garden is an existence that appears in the myth."

After the old man’s voice fell with his old voice, everyone nodded, and then at the entrance of this restaurant, a figure wearing a purple robe of Dao Palace, after paying, took a pot of unfinished wine, got up and pushed Open the door and step into the snow.

The heavy snow flew, swaying, and this figure walked along the snow-covered street towards the small courtyard where he had lived for almost half his life.

After a short while in Moyue, the purple-clothed figure appeared in front of his courtyard gate, then he raised his head and drank the wine in his hand, holding the empty jug, and throwing it at the snow not far away.

At the next breath, the empty hip flask crossed an arc, flew into the snowdrift not far away, and then disappeared.

After doing all this, the middle-aged man smiled on his face, then opened the door and walked in.

As soon as the door was pushed open, an extremely strong scent of food directly hit his face, and then the purple-clothed man's smile on his face became more intense, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Madam, what is delicious at the moment is too fragrant."

After the words fell, a middle-aged woman with a charming figure and apron stuck her head out of the kitchen not far away, and glanced at the purple-clothed man who was standing in the snow without holding an umbrella, her eyes narrowed. There was a voice of blame:

"Zhengyang, why don't you hold your umbrella? Seeing that the snow covers your head right now."

"Isn't that very good, with the snow in the sky, it is also considered to be a white head in this life!"

After Chu Zhengyang's joking voice fell, two blushes appeared on the handsome face of the middle-aged woman, and then she walked out of the kitchen, three steps in two, and walked towards the purple-clothed middle-aged man. Come, while walking, he said:

"You, you know the poor mouth, if according to your statement, if this white head can be replaced by snow, why is there any pain in the world?"

"Madam, what you said is wrong, it's too pessimistic, it's wrong or wrong."

"I'm not pessimistic, but I won't be fooled by your rhetoric like when I was young!"

With a little arrogant voice, this 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, and at the same time a soft voice came out:

"These days I said that this girl has been clamoring about eating boring bamboo shoots. When I was shopping for groceries earlier this morning, I just saw a good braised bamboo shoots, so I bought it straight away. I was boring in the kitchen right now. Why did you come back so early today."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman's movements suddenly moved, and then she leaned in front of Chu Zhengyang, her white nose moved, like a cat smelling.

At the next breath, the middle-aged woman frowned tightly, raised her voice a lot, and directly sounded:

"Well, you Chu Zhengyang, you secretly drink. Haven't you stopped drinking for many days? Even the peach blossom wine given by the old palace master of your Taoist palace, you found a place to bury it, why? The wine bugs here are making trouble, and can't help but go drinking?"

There was a bit of blame in the middle-aged woman’s opening voice, but soon her words came to an abrupt end, because Chu Zhengyang in front of her suddenly opened her arms and directed the middle-aged woman directly He put his arms in his arms and hugged tightly.

At this moment, the woman's white face was instantly flushed, and two red clouds floated up on her cheeks, and she said shiveringly:

"Zhengyang, what the **** is this, let me go quickly, the girl should be back now, how bad it is to be seen."

Before he finished his words, Chu Zhengyang opened his arms and hugged his wife tightly, leaning his head on the latter's shoulder, slowly closing his eyes, and muttering:

"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, and then raised her hand, gently stroked Chu Zhengyang's back, and gently spoke:

"Husband, no matter what happens, I am here, I am always there."

This soft comforting sound resounded under the heavy snow and drifted outwards, as if singing in the wind all the time. Gradually, snowflakes fell from the sky, like tears, whitening the two in the yard. s hair.

With the snow, a total of whiteheads!

The meaning of people who accompany each other may be that after walking through the boundless darkness, you will find that at the end of the wind and snow, there is always a light, waiting silently, never extinguished.