God's Domain Flying Snow

Chapter 9
The old man who had regained his composure rushed to Feixue, grabbed Feixue's arm without waiting for anyone to react, then began to sound his pulse with concentration and breath, then stared at Feixue with wide-eyed eyes.

She's going to die, she's a girl!

"Haha...haha, haha..."

The laughter that seemed to tear off the roof came from two elderly people who were over half a century old. One laughed so hard that his bones were about to fall apart on the table, and the other laughed so hard that his breasts trembled like he was about to As if falling, Si Shen put his hand on the handle of the knife, as if he was ready to kill at any time.

Feixue sat on the seat and looked back and forth at the three people in front of her. She became more curious about the relationship between them, and stared carefully with her ink-like eyeballs.

"Have you laughed enough?" Si Shen's voice was low, like a cold voice climbing up from hell, and finally attracted the attention of the two old people.

"Stinky boy, I didn't expect you to have today!" The old lady smiled heartily, looked back and forth between Sishen and Feixue, seemed to find it very interesting, and seemed a little relieved.

"Yeah! I'm enlightened." The old man nodded, and then wiped the corners of his eyes. No one knew whether the tears came from laughter or emotion.

"Have you had enough?" Si Shen stared, but the two old men focused their eyes on Feixue indifferently.

"She's a very pretty girl!" The old lady looked more and more satisfied.

"Hmm! Very beautiful." The old man couldn't help but echoed, but the old lady gave her a hard look, which made the old man turn his head away with a cough.

"It's just this hair, what a pity!" The old lady looked at Feixue's hair that had just been trimmed and shook her head. Her beautiful hair was cut into a mushroom. Fortunately, this girl is pretty, so it's not ugly at all. Taking off her old clothes, it looked like going back in time, and the old lady couldn't help but smile.

"I don't know who spoiled him into that appearance." The old man said and glanced at Sishen, and then the three of them turned their heads to look at Sishen.

"Enough." Si Shen, who rested patiently, slapped the scimitar on the table and stared at the old lady.

"How?" The old lady raised her head not to be outdone, and the old man next to her glanced sideways at Sishen's position and snorted coldly.

"Last time you said, if someone is willing to change the name of my knife, my knife will not need to be called your name, right!" Si Shen looked coldly at the old man and the old woman who still wanted to sing the double reed.

"I said it, how?"

"Hmph!" Si Shen looked as if he finally had a chance to gain the upper hand, and pointed to Feixue who was sitting next to him.

"Feixue, it's her, my knife, Nifo." Si Shen looked proudly at the old man and the old lady whose expressions suddenly changed.

"How is it possible?" The old man was the first to jump up.

"Girl, did you give his knife a name?" The old lady turned her head to look at Feixue who had been watching from the sidelines. Seeing Feixue nod for no reason, the two old men wailed.

"It's not fun, it's not fun, it's not fun at all." The old man cast a sad look at Feixue who didn't know what to do, and sat back on his seat, shaking his head non-stop.

"It's really a blind cat hitting a dead mouse." The old lady muttered in a low voice, and turned her head to look at the scimitar placed on the table by Si Shen. Although she said so, she still walked over and took the knife. After pulling out the scimitar, he stared at the word Feixue on the blade and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)