The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

The four seasons cycle through the mortal world, and it is currently a season of biting cold winds and heavy snow.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the snow under my feet had already reached above my calves, leaving deep footprints with every step I took.

People walked with difficulty, and the originally pure white snow was soon trampled beyond recognition.

The black soil hidden under the white snow gradually emerged, interweaving and mixing with the white snowflakes. As time went by, the purity of white gradually disappeared and became dirty.

Lu Shi tapped the ground with his toes, his figure was as light as the wind, his snow-white clothes blended seamlessly with the sky, and even the soles of his shoes were not stained with a speck of mud.

The scenery inside and outside the city walls is very different.

Outside the city, under the thick snow mixed with mud, a few bones can be vaguely seen, but inside the city wall there is a thriving scene.

Just separated by a wall, but like two different worlds.

Lu Shi just glanced at the completely different scene indifferently, then walked towards his destination without any reluctance.

Inside the palace, the atmosphere was oppressive and solemn.

A child, no more than ten years old, picked up the broken porcelain pieces at his feet and scratched the neck of the person on the ground with them again and again.

The blood that splashed on his face was still warm, slowly flowing down his dirty cheeks, falling drop by drop into the snow, instantly melting the thin layer of snow on the surface.

After the people on the ground let out a few shrill screams, the sound suddenly stopped and the surroundings fell into dead silence in an instant.

However, this short and terrifying scream still attracted the attention of others. Two thin eunuchs hurried over and were stunned by the horrifying scene before them.

The child, who was only ten years old, looked like a demon from hell, with a murderous look in his eyes as he stared at the two eunuchs who came towards him.

The young eunuch who was the first to regain consciousness quickly reached out and shoved his companion who was still in a trance. He lowered his voice and said anxiously, "This little bastard is incredible. He even harmed Eunuch Li. Aren't we the next ones to be killed?"

The other young eunuch, finally coming to his senses after being pushed by his companion, listened to his companion's words with trembling voice, and after pondering for a while, he couldn't help but feel that what the other party said was quite reasonable.

"He's less than ten years old, yet he's so cruel. If we keep him, he'll be a disaster in the future. Although we can't kill him, it would be better to cripple his legs so that he can never stand up again."

"Just say he was fighting over food and got his leg bitten off by a dog. The most we can be accused of is failing to supervise him properly."

"That's great, let's do it."

With just a few words, the two servants who bullied their master convicted him and decided to live a miserable life for the rest of his life.

But how could the boy compromise so easily?

The cold wind in the desolate courtyard was biting, making people shiver, but the boy in thin clothes did not feel the slightest bit of coolness, and even his whole body was burning hot.

His worn-out shoes had long been soaked by the snow and stuck to the soles of his feet, and his toes were already red and purple from the cold.

He lifted his feet slightly and stretched them, then rushed forward and wrestled with the two servants.

Even if he dies, he will peel off a layer of skin from these two people!

He used all his strength, and every movement was determined to kill his opponent, without paying any attention to his own defense.

The two servants were frightened by his desperate fighting style and ended up at a disadvantage.

But the situation soon reversed.

It's easy to guess who will win and who will lose between a hungry child and two adults.

The child fell in the cold snow, feeling no cold, not even the pain, but the fists still fell like raindrops.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Everyone thought he would give up resistance completely, but when the two eunuchs were not paying attention, his hand quietly touched the porcelain piece beside him...

Blood splattered everywhere, and two heads rolled to the side, but it was not him who did it.

He looked like a puppet, his head stiffly and slowly raised to look at the person who came.

She was clad in a moon-white robe, its sleeves fluttering, like a fairy descending from the earth. The hems of her robe were meticulously embroidered with flowing cloud patterns outlined with silver thread, which fluttered gently in the breeze, untainted by the dirt and dust of the world.

Her long hair, like an inky waterfall, was tied up high and fixed only with a crystal-clear jade hairpin. A few strands of hair hung down beside her fair cheeks, making her moon-like cold face look even more like a banished immortal.

She looked at him indifferently, her gaze seemingly focused on him, yet seemingly passing him by. In her eyes, there was no one else.

But why would such a person come here and help him?

There must be some ulterior motive.

He had no valuables on him, nor did he have the identity to offer a reward, so what she wanted was probably his own life.

I heard that some monks would risk human lives to practice evil magic, and this is probably what happened to him.

Thinking of this, he fell straight into the snow. Crystal snowflakes fell on his face, and he could clearly feel its beauty.

But such a beautiful thing would take away half of his life every year, so he had never appreciated it.

Now we can enjoy the snow.

Lu Shi looked at the thick aura of death surrounding him, frowning slightly, "Are you seriously injured?"

The clear and cold voice was like melted snow water, cold yet with a hint of warmth. The boy blinked, and the snowflakes on his eyelashes turned into snow water and melted into his eyes. He closed his eyes uncomfortably.

When he opened his eyes again, the immortal who was just a few feet away from him was already in front of him. She squatted down gently and placed the back of her hand on his forehead with a hint of warmth.

A faint fragrance drifted into his nose as she moved. He turned his face calmly and silently moved away from her.

"how do you feel?"

His expression was blank and indifferent. "It's a bit hot."

"Yeah." Lu Shi responded lightly, but the emotion in his eyes was not so calm.

She helped the boy up from the ground, and with a flip of her palm, a snow-white robe appeared, wrapping him completely.

The blood began to slowly warm up, and the mind, which had been a little stiff and dazed just now, returned to normal. What came into view was a white robe that was stained with blood.

His lips moved slightly, and he asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "What... do you want?"

"Would you like to be my apprentice?" Lu Shi lowered his head and looked at him quietly.

The snowflakes in the sky kept falling, as if they were going to drown the whole world in white.

The snow was falling heavily, and he could hardly see the other person's face. The boy blinked quickly, trying to see her expression.

But there seemed to be a beam of holy light above the other person's head, so bright that he could hardly open his eyes.

He whispered, "Are you short of a disciple?"

"Ah."

The boy's dark eyes were calm, but his face showed a rigid, false and empty surprise and joy.

"I am willing."

If the exiled immortal who was high and mighty was willing to spread her kindness that had nowhere to go, then he would accept it.

But how long can this kindness last?

He was looking forward to it.