As soon as Mo Lingxuan heard it, she followed her out. The snow under her feet made a creaking sound when she stepped on it. She pointed out that it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and Wu Yan had a crystal clear ice pick hanging from it.
The mild direct sunlight was still a bit dazzling, but people didn't shy away from home because of the cold winter, on the contrary, it was extraordinarily lively today.
"Why is it so lively?"
This morning, when I was in the inn, I noticed that it seemed to be extraordinarily lively, and even the cold weather did not stop these people.
"Miss Hui, today is the First Snow Festival."
As soon as Han Yue heard it, she felt novel, and then she remembered that the heavy snow that started yesterday was the first snow since the beginning of winter.
The road was bustling and bustling, and there was a slump. Some young and handsome sons were holding folding fans in their hands in order to pretend to be cool. Some were holding a variety of ornaments. people.
Jin Qiaoer shuttled in front of the stalls of various gadgets, and then saw that the maid behind her was already holding a lot of gadgets in her hands.
Mo Lingxuan has always been a person who doesn't like fun, but now she has no choice but to follow this guy everywhere. In the past, she was afraid to go out because of her ugliness, but as soon as she came out, the child's heart was exposed.
In the quiet alley, the three sons were holding a girl with a rogue aura. The girl's eyes were filled with fear and fear. Tears had already wet the whole side, but she looked cute, holding her clothes tightly with both hands. The body trembled slightly:
"Please...please...please let me go..." The woman thought about the three of them begging for mercy, but they were greeted with sarcastic laughter.
"Hahaha.. Let me go. Who is going to play with the uncles, do you think so?"
"Hahaha. It's just..."
The two behind them also laughed, and then the man who had just started talking approached the woman and pulled away the clothes that the woman was pulling. When he started, he slapped the man directly in the face. The man was alive, and he slapped the handsome face with two slaps. Instantly, two slap marks appeared on both sides. He grabbed the man's hand and pushed the woman away in pain.
"Stinky three-eight courting death!"
The men and women were so frightened that they quickly rolled and crawled and ran out of the alley.
And here Mo Lingxuan just came over. The woman didn't see it at all and rushed towards Mo Lingxuan. She is a sensitive person. Yuan'er, who was protecting beside her, pulled out her saber and pointed at the woman. Throat, the woman stopped in fright, if it was later, she would have stabbed directly with a sword.
"Little Miss Help..." The woman knelt on the ground when she saw Mo Lingxuan.
When the three men who chased after them saw it, they immediately scolded, "You stinky girls, run away!"
"Miss. Miss. Please save me."
The woman cried out in light blue floral coarse cloth clothes, her hair was messy, her left sleeve had been torn off, and her clothes were also damaged in several places. Her right hand still had a medicine bag in her claws, but the medicine residue had already fallen. For the most part, the woman held it tightly in her hands again.
"Get up." Mo Lingxuan's cold voice sounded, and the woman was a little scared, but when she heard Hanyue say that, she felt relieved.