Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

"Sister, what do you mean?"

The man frowned and looked at the woman who was holding out her hand.

"Hey~ You don't understand this? Have you been an official in the court for nothing these years?"

"But you haven't finished what you said, why should I pay?"

Seeing that he was determined not to accept it, the woman rolled her eyes and said, "If I tell you, will you give it to me?"

The man didn't say anything, just nodded.

The woman immediately tightened the little girl on her body and opened her mouth

"This is a secret of heaven, and it cannot be revealed."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand again, his eyes narrowed with a smile, "Cheng Hui, 10 taels, thank you."

The man looked at her with a scoundrel look on his face, too lazy to say a word, and grabbed the drunk boy's arm and walked out.

"Hey, what are you doing? I told you not to pay, you untrustworthy kid..."

The woman held the girl in her arms and walked a few steps quickly and shouted

However, the figure in front of them was walking faster and faster, disappearing in the heavy snow.

The woman standing at the door looked at the man who had disappeared, and then looked at the person in her arms with a sad face...

The night dew was slightly heavy, and the heavy snow fell on their heads and bodies, giving them a sense of growing old together.

The man slightly hugged his cloak and held the umbrella towards him, which barely shielded him from the wind and snow.

"In five years, you've grown up a bit, and I don't know..."

The young man in the man's arms whimpered, perhaps because of his words, and unconsciously shrank in his arms.

“But you seem to have not changed.”

His words were full of doting, without any of the severity of a teacher from a country.

"I can still drink... another cup, ugh~"

The voice gradually became louder, and suddenly a burst of yellow and white stuff, along with a foul smell, was released onto the snow in front of them.

The man immediately straightened the young man, patted his back with one hand and held up an umbrella with the other. His cloak was stained with some unknown odor due to the young man's actions, but he didn't seem to care at all, and his eyes followed the young man's every move.

"Senior brother..."

A gentle call sounded behind the two people at this moment.

The man who was patting the young man on the back was slightly stunned when he heard this. He turned his head silently and saw a person wearing a thin cloak behind him.

But he was stunned for only a second, and then he supported the young man and was about to take him away when the person behind him hurriedly spoke

"Brother, I haven't seen you for a few years. Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Are you avoiding something?"

"Avoid? You are joking, Master. The Immortal Sect is where I stay. How could I have such an idea? It's just that it's late at night, the dew is heavy, and the snow is strong. I'm just afraid..."

"You're afraid of me"

The sound is clear and penetrating, like ice

"What a joke! How could I..."

"Then why don't you even want to look at me?"

"I...I'll take this kid back first, we'll talk tomorrow if there's anything else."

Having said that, he ignored what the later generations had not said, and hurriedly helped the young man fly towards his own mountain.

In an instant, there was nothing left but some foul-smelling liquid on the snow, and only a white figure remained on the snow...

There was no conversation that night. The next day, the chirping of birds could be heard outside the house. A beam of morning light shone in from the window sill of the house, quietly resting on the handsome face of the young man.

"Hmm~ Who is it? Why don't you draw the curtains? It's too bright."

"Okay, then can you still wake up after being pulled up?"

"Who wants to get up so early? It's so hard..."

The sound of mumbling rang out at this moment, and the person in the dream suddenly woke up. He recalled the sound he had just heard, turned around tremblingly, and in front of him appeared a familiar face and a familiar black cloak.

"master......."

"Don't...don't ever call me Master, I can't bear it."

The man glanced at him lightly, swung his cloak and turned away.

"Hey... this is a misunderstanding. I... wasn't I drunk?"

"So...I blame you for having a sore back early in the morning? I'm so free?"

The man seemed to be feeling a little different in his attitude towards him, not like he was before.

"Not idle, not idle, I am idle, I am idle"

The young man immediately rolled down from the bed with a smile and stood in front of the man in his underwear.

The man didn't look at him, but just shook the teacup in his hand and said nothing.

Just like that, the room was suddenly silent, and the person standing behind the man looked uncomfortable. He kept scratching the back of his head. Just as he was about to say something soft, he saw several cold shadows flying towards him.

The young man immediately used Qingyandu and dodged sideways.

"Just barely passed, but can you still dodge the next one?"

The man's voice came out before the young man could catch his breath. The cold sword in his hand stabbed at the young man like countless ice spikes and spikes.

"How do you resolve this move?"

Before he finished speaking, the young man twirled his fingers and muttered something quietly. His palms transformed into countless fire butterflies. He pushed his palms forward and countless fire butterflies flew towards the ice.

"Good boy, you have learned the tricks of Zixiao Peak... But you can't resist my cold wings."

"Of course I can't resist it, but I can buy some time..."

The young man smiled gently, and placed one palm flat on top of the other. The two palms gradually separated, and a faint sword appeared in the palm of his hand. When the man standing opposite him saw the sword in his palm, his eyes inadvertently revealed a look of surprise, but that was only for a moment, and then a surge of excitement surged in his heart.

"Then let me see your achievements over the past few years..."

As he was speaking, a loud rumbling sound broke out from the ground...

The sound was quite abrupt in the quiet morning. Several people heard it from a distance and saw the thick smoke and dust, so they rushed towards that place.

"What's going on? Why is it happening at this moment..."

Jiang Yue, who was wearing light blue clothes, hurried up the stairs, and the person who followed him slowly, constantly feeding snacks into his mouth, said lazily and nonchalantly: "Who knows, no one goes to that place, will it be haunted?"

As he spoke, he showed a look of surprise, and the melon seeds in his mouth fell out.

Jiang Yue looked back at him upon hearing this. Seeing his expression, he said helplessly, "Don't act weird here. Someone might have broken in. That's Master's residence, but for some reason..."

"Why? Why else? A thief must have broken in and touched something, which damaged the house. But this also allows you to see my strength."

After saying that, he threw the last handful of melon seeds into his mouth and rushed forward, as if this was something exciting.

Jiang Yue, who was standing still, shook his head helplessly. Thinking of the violence of his attack, he hurriedly followed him. Just when he reached the top, he heard an explosion in the distance. A thin, bright face appeared in front of him from afar, saying

“Run…”