Millions of years ago he snatched his nine-turn ice glazed treasure in the snow... Millions of years later, he snatched the one he liked!

They are like light and darkness, ice and fire, born against each other, never dead, never ending!

"Wow! It smells so good!"

"Sister Yun, hurry up! I can't wait!" The noisy voice broke the surging tide between Baili Qingxue and Di Jiuque. The two of them walked towards the gathering place together as if they had nothing just now. Kuangsha Literature Network

The spicy smell drifted in the air. On the huge round table, the copper pot was already gushy, and all kinds of hot food and side dishes were floating inside.

Everyone sat apart, and Di Jiuque pulled Yun Qingyan and sat next to her.

Nie Zhao happened to stand on Yun Qingyan's right hand and was about to sit down.

"Boy, get out of the way." The arrogant and domineering voice suddenly rang behind Nie Zhao.

Boy? He is hundreds of years old, but he is actually called a boy?

Nie Zhao's eyes were slightly shining, and he turned his head to see who was so bold.

Suddenly, I felt a powerful sense of oppression coming, and the invisible force forced him to leave. He was like a floating fluffy, almost without even a chance to resist, and was swept aside.

Nie Zhao: "..."

What level of master is Yun Qingyan? Why is he, a high-level god king, the same as he is here?!

Huang Yan had already sat down next to Yun Qingyan.

Yun Qingyan looked at Di Jiuque on the left, and then looked at Huang Yan on his right hand.

Aren’t they mutually exclusive? It’s not uncomfortable to sit so close?

Don’t think she didn’t see it, both of them turned pale!

"Huang Yan, why are you coming out again?"

Yun Qingyan's words are like the fuse that ignites explosives.

"What does it mean? Why can't he be there?" Feise's eyes stared at Yun Qingyan, as if she wouldn't give an explanation.

"I am different from you." Di Jiuque seemed calm and calm, but his other hand seemed to be inadvertent, bringing the person on his side into his arms.

Huang Yanleng narrowed his eyes, "Where is the difference?"

If you want to say that the most different thing in this world is him and him.

Di Jiuque's handsome face was indifferent, but when he looked closely, he would feel that his thin red lips were gently curled up, and there seemed to be a smug light in his cold and narrow pupils.

"I am Ayan's child adoptive husband.

And you, not."

Nie Zhao: "?!!" Master, is it really okay for you, a child husband, to say so proud?!

Huang Yan's face sank in an instant.

At this moment, he wanted to roll up his sleeves and fight with him, and it would be better to decide the right way.

"Crack." The scorching fire breath swayed around him, as if he could rush out at any time.

The scorching temperature suddenly increased the surrounding temperature by two or three degrees.

Emperor Jiuque was not willing to be outdone, and the silver ice flame spiraled upwards like a silver belt, but it contained a trembling aura.

Ji Siwen and others shivered, and kept signaling Yun Qingyan with their eyes

Sister Yun, please take care of it!

Once these two fight, can you eat it today?!

Yun Qingyan's eyebrows ached, and suddenly she was a little grateful for the seal and repulsion between the two.

Fortunately, they are mutually exclusive, otherwise...

I'm afraid it's not impossible for them to make a real fight.

"Sit down!" Yun Qingyan pulled the person down with one hand.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Whoever is looking for trouble will go back and don't eat it."

Can't you spend the New Year well?

Is it fun to fight with your half soul?

A farce ended like this.

But another game has just begun.

Yun Qingyan looked at the dishes piled up in his bowl, and then looked at the two people who were elegant and calm in their movements, who seemed slow but actually fast, and were speechless.

Ji Siwen and others bit their chopsticks and stared at Yun Qingyan with their eyes.

Can Sister Yun eat so much by herself?!

But they can't afford to both two big men who seem to be peaceful but have a rush of undercurrents!

"Are you going to feed me into a pig?" Yun Qingyan shook his head helplessly and poured half of the vegetables in the bowl for them to fall down.

The two secretly "striking fierce battles" were relieved, and Ji Siwen and others were so moved that they almost shed tears.

They can finally have a meal!

"Snow! It's snowing!" Suddenly, Xinglan exclaimed and his bright eyes looked at the sky.

The heavy snow like goose feathers fell quietly from the sky.

The flying snow is beautiful and beautiful, no matter where you are in, it is loved by girls.

Yun Qingyan raised his head and saw the fluttering snow falling slowly from the sky. The snow-white colors seemed to be light at night.

Without the power of star power, the flying snow fell on everyone's heads and shoulders, and was in the hot pot that was pissed off.

Didn't everyone stand up.

On the center bell tower in the courtyard, the hour hand slowly moved, and the last day of the year is about to pass.

"Dong!" The sound of a thick yellow bell hitting was distant and heavy.

"call out!"

A condensed white light gathered from the top of the bell tower and rushed towards the endless night sky.

"Bang!" The gorgeous light exploded in the sky, like a gorgeous firework!

The white holy light fell like a meteor, falling on everyone, a warm warmth rose, and cheers of joy sounded in the city.

"The annual Holy Light Blessing in the Court!"

"This year has not been in vain!"

The New Year's bell rings in the ancient city of the Holy City, and the holy light shines in Yun Qingyan's clear eyes. Di Jiuque's slender fingers wrapped around her hands, warming and safe.

The friends are all neatly together.

Welcome...the new year together!
Chapter completed!