Chapter 3 Set the universe with one sleeve to command your friends

(First update, a little late...)

A series of explosions, airflow rolling, setting off endless wind and snow.

The two dung bellis kept taking out a large handful of runes from their pockets and spilling them out. They did not frown and were rich.

After all, Long Zhankun's family, with a black face as carbon, proudly held a charm and stared at Dachun, who looked a little embarrassed.

Da Chunne took his hand out of his pocket, patted Han Bin on the shoulder, and whispered, "Brother's run out of charm."

Han Bin was stunned, smiled and hit Dachun on the shoulder. He glanced at Long Zhankun disdainfully and hummed, "Don't worry, there are buddies."

He suddenly shouted to the crowd, "Zhang Shi, if you don't come out again, I will be killed, and no one will buy you food in the future..."

~ Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yan, who has been watching from the wall, was completely defeated by Han Bin's ugly scoundrel's face. The corners of his mouth are pulled. The Taoist can't be so shameless. When do I want you to buy food to feed him?

Call foreign aid? Then you should die first!" With a big shout, Long Zhankun's face was ferocious, his hands shook, and all the remaining runes were knocked out. The colorful runes turned into streamer weapons all over the sky and roared at Han Bin.

Han Bin and Dachun's faces changed and were about to fight against trapped beasts.

With a flash in front of his eyes, a figure suddenly stood in front of him.

With a wave of his sleeves, the surging airflow gushed out, and all kinds of weapons all over the sky rushed to the sky. The airflow twisted, and all kinds of weapons broke into powder one after another, like colorful drizzle with pure white snowflakes sprinkled in the air, which was magnificent and beautiful.

The audience witnessed everything in front of them, exclaimed, marveled at the gorgeous fireworks scene in the air, and marveled at the powerful magic power of this sudden appearance.

This man is Zhang Yan. He squinted at the colorful details in the air. After a long time, he turned his head and glanced at Han Bin faintly and said blankly, "Go home."

Han Bin smiled and pointed to Dachun with a shocked face. Qiqi Ai wanted to explain that Zhang Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned his head to squeeze out of the crowd.

"Hey, I said teacher... Zhang Shi, wait for me, and I'll go back with you." Han Bin seemed to be angry and uneasy when he saw Zhang Yan. He didn't even care about his brother's affectionate spring and hurriedly followed him.

"Xiaobin, wait for me, I'll go with you." Dachun provocatively glanced at Long Zhankun, who was standing blankly in the snow, changed his expression, and ran to Han Bin happily.

"Dachun, why are you coming with me?"

"Xiaobin, our two families live next to each other, just on the way..."

"But, Dachun, you don't want that woman?"

"Oh, Xiaobin, my buddy's face has been found. It's just a woman, regardless of her."

......

The onlookers dispersed in twos and threes, and they were still discussing with relish.

"The man waved his sleeves, and hundreds of runes were shattered. It's amazing!"

"Yes, poor young master of the Long family was stunned and stood in the snow in a daze. Alas, so pitiful..."

"The prince of the Qi family is proud, but he took over the man's glory and won the honor."

"You are stupid, who has a big fist, who wins, who has the final say, and who cares how many people you bully and besiege."

"That's right. These days, you have to be cautious about pretending to play one-two. If you are accidentally overshadowed, you will lose a lot..."

Long Zhanye's dark face turned into an iron cyan, and these sounds were like a knife. The pain made his body tremble gently, his eyes were about to speot fire, and the wind and snow hit him unconsciously.

The woman in purple mink came to him and comforted him in a low voice, but was slapped into the wind and snow by him and sobbed in a low voice.

After a long time, Long Zhanye took a deep breath, passed with a fierce look on his face, strode forward, and instantly disappeared from the woman's vision.

The woman stroked her red and swollen cheeks. After Long Zhanye left, she put away the delicate look on her face and poohed fiercely to the ground. He crossed his waist and scolded, "Is it easy for me to do this? Is it easy? You who kill thousands of knives..."

......

This year's snow is really a little heavy, and it has lasted for a long time. The whole cold building city hangs under the eaves, and the snow builds the white of the whole world. The snowflakes are as big as a mat, sticking to the body, like a white-haired old man who sings in the evening after the passage of light, walking alone in the wind and snow, staggering pace, adding an old breath. The thick snow on the street was trampled underfoot, creaking and muttering.

Zhang Yan unconsciously slowed down the squeaky footsteps of the broken jade, and his eyes passed by the heavy crowd wrapped in thick clothes, and threw himself into the various pavilions with flying eaves and arches.

The white snow sculpture builds the purity of the whole world, and all the ugly and dirty are covered in the snow, making people's eyes clean and innocent, and unconsciously happy to immerse themselves in this transparent crystal world.

Zhang Yan has loved snow since he was a child. At this moment, he remembered that when he was a child, he saw snowflakes falling and the whole Wanzhong Mountain in white clothes. He once danced in the snowflakes and laughed like a little fool. When his father saw that he had a good time, he was not worried that he would freeze at all. Instead, he Ha laughed and said to his mother beside him, "It's my Zhang family. I'm rough and thick, and I'm not afraid of anything when I grow up!" My mother nodded meekly, but her eyebrows were still locked, and there was a trace of heartache and pity in her eyes. At that time, did she really not notice her mother's worries? No, I noticed it, but I was still heartless in the snow. If I turned into my mother's arms at that time, could I feel the warmth of my mother's arms for the last time?

The sad mood spread with the snowflakes, and Zhang Yan was a little depressed. In the heavy snow at the age of nine, it was the last time he saw his mother. In the following days, my father never laughed, and he never had fun in the snow. He seemed to follow his father into the wild forest, bumping and stumbled all the way, bleeding and sweating, and never shed tears. His father was silent and watched without help, and didn't even say a scolding. From beginning to end, he was just silent. His stubborn temper seemed to be born with. Even if he was hurt by his father's indifference, he followed his father without gritting his teeth, not letting himself fall behind, and not letting the great back get farther and farther away from him...

My father also left, just like the abruptness when his mother left. He roared across the mountains all his life. When he left, he also buried himself in the mountains and forests. It seems that this way can explain the fearless qualities of a hunter. Does he have to fight with the mountains and fields? Even though Zhang Yan has gone through the sea of knives and fire more than once, he still doesn't understand.

Maybe he is reluctant to admit from the bottom of his heart that the vigorous man has slept under the loess...

Zhang Yan is in a gloomy mood.

Han Bin didn't find it, so he happily chased Zhang Yan, his face was full of guilt, and he said, "I know this matter is disgusting to you, but..."

"It's not a big deal. I'm not angry." Zhang Yan waved his hand to interrupt Han Bin's explanation, sighed gently in his heart, cleaned up his mood and accelerated his pace.

"But you're just angry. I said, can we not be so petty and beat an arrogant and domineering son? I'm going to walk for heaven, and I'm sticking a knife for my brother. Han Bin pestered Zhang Yan like a fart, sadly like an abandoned woman.

"Yes, yes, Xiaobin is right. We men should do this, so that they can... be domineering!" Dachun, a thin young man with a pale face, also followed at this time, gasping twice and clapping his chest, showing his heroic nature.

Zhang Yan stopped, turned his head, looked at Han Bin, and said lightly, "Yes, I'm angry. Even a dholy you think is very arrogant can** you at will. Do you think I'm angry or not? Shame, the one who lost me."

"And you." Zhang Yan looked at Dachun's face and still said indifferently, "I don't care what kind of relationship you have with Han Bin. You can have a deep brotherhood, but don't do something very disgusting vulgarity all day long, at least don't let me see it. Of course, I can't control you, but I can take Han Bin away alone the next time I encounter the same thing as today, and I won't save you.

After saying that, Zhang Yan turned his head and left. He was indeed not angry about today. He just felt ashamed and was angry that Han Bin's fists and embroidered legs were useless by a dunk. He was more like a dunk who was hollowed out by wine and sex than Long Zhankun. Coupled with another weak and pale second ancestor Dachun, Zhang Yan had to doubt that Han Bin, a pure young man with a little chatious but a pure heart, was caused by the spring disaster. Therefore, he naturally has no good impression on Dachun, and his tone is not friendly.

"Hey, don't be angry. He doesn't know you. Of course, you don't look good when you look like you're beaten. Don't keep it in mind." Han Bin is not going to be scolded behind Zhang Yan for the time being. He sighed, patted Dachun on the shoulder, who was a little stunned, and opened his mouth as if he had been through it.

"No." Dachun shook his head, looking a little strange, and said with ethereal eyes, "Xiaobin, don't you think he is very arrogant? The aura is almost comparable to that of my old man. It's fucking amazing. I felt scared for the first time in front of him.

Dachun turned his head, stared at Han Bin's eyes, and said excitedly, "His name is Zhang Shi. Who is he?"

"I..." Han Bin was stunned, and then said a lot, "That's my brother~"

"Your brother?" Dachun is a little suspicious.

"Hmm." Han Bin nodded fiercely. Brother, let you take advantage of me once. Who made you so powerful? Even the neurotic Dachun is afraid of you. I'm your brother... I won't suffer losses!

"Then he is my brother! Let's go home and meet this big brother!" Dachun looked happy and pulled Han Bin and walked forward quickly.

"Hey, let go, fuck, don't pull it, it's misleading!"