God's Domain Flying Snow

Chapter 10
"I don't care, it's really boring." The old man snorted coldly, jumped off the chair and turned around and walked into the small room next to him. As the scent of herbs disappeared, the door behind the old man was also tightly closed.

Si Shen, on the other hand, was sitting in a good mood, and Feixue beside him couldn't help but look at him carefully. Although their conversation seemed tense, why didn't everyone seem to be in a bad mood?Looking back at the old lady who was walking towards the back room with a knife, Feixue couldn't help but jump out of the chair curiously as she couldn't help shaking her head.

"What are you doing?" Si Shen looked up at Feixue who was about to enter the back room after the old lady.

"Can't you go?" Feixue looked at Sishen without answering.

He lowered his head and glanced at Feixue who was wearing shoes. Although the shoes were too big, he looked a bit embarrassed, but he couldn't do anything, so he turned his head to the side without saying a word.The corner of Feixue's mouth twitched as she looked at it tacitly, and then she turned and walked into the back room, quietly standing behind the old lady, unexpectedly frightened the old lady turned her head cleverly.

Feixue looked at the wetness in the old lady's eyes in surprise, and wanted to back out for a moment, but she didn't know if it would be too deliberate, so she stood there with some contradictions.

"It's you girl!" Because the target was Feixue, the old lady turned around with a sigh of relief, squatted down and lit the fire, and when the fire was lit, the warm light shone on the old lady's face, and Feixue But still feeling a little cold, couldn't help walking over, squatting on the ground next to the old lady, staring at the beating fire together in a daze.

"Girl!" After a long time, the old lady spoke slowly, and looked down at Feixue.

"Feixue is a good name!" Seeing Feixue nodding, the old lady smiled slightly and turned her head to look at the fire in front of her.

"When the old man and I picked him up, it was in a snowy season. At that time, the whole village was devastated by the plague!" fire.

"Everyone in the village fell ill. The county magistrate ordered the village to be burned. Only he survived. Although he was alive, he only had one breath left, but he stared fiercely and sat on a pile of cold corpses. In the middle, the stubborn one just refuses to close his eyes!" The old lady felt that the scene at that time was in front of her eyes, and there was a hint of distress in her tone.

"The old man thought he was interesting, so he picked it up. It took a lot of effort to save him, but in the end he grew into this kind of virtue." The tone was a little regretful, but also a little proud , Feixue seemed to be able to imagine what it looked like.

"I don't know if it's because of my childhood experience. The brat has no sense of life and death, and he doesn't want to form too deep a relationship with people. Therefore, when the brat asked us for weapons, the old man and I knew Now, once this brat leaves, it will be difficult to come back, so..." The old lady turned her head and glanced at the scimitar lying beside her.

Feixue seemed to understand what the old lady hadn't finished speaking, and stretched out her hand to hold the old lady's callused hand tightly, attracting the old lady's slightly surprised gaze, and then smiled.

"Forget it, forget it, I should have met you, otherwise, with that brat's temper, who would dare to get close to him!" Not to mention naming his knife, the old lady said and stood up , pulled out the scimitar and waved it around for a while.

(End of this chapter)