(Xiao Yi thanked Qi Yicai, the moonlight of the first snow, the 39 of the non-idle, the furnace inkstone wine halo, and the light reward of the child.) ）

Body:

The night is dark and the moon is cold, and the mountain wind is cold.

In the endless darkness, nothing could be heard in my ears except the sound of the wind and snow whistling.

The frost sword in his hand fell from the cold and numb five fingers, and Yun Xiao carefully carried the woman in his arms into the snow cave he had dug out.

In the vast snowy ridge, a boulder covered with ice crystals forms a natural barrier, blocking part of the wind and snow that blows into the snow cave.

The young man turned his back to the entrance of the cave and firmly protected the woman wrapped in snow in the cave, and no wind or snow could be intruded.

"Master......" felt gusts of cold wind blowing on his back, the chill was biting, scraping his back like a needle, and his whole body shivered unconsciously.

The young man called, and his voice, which was originally as shallow as the sound of a clear jade qin, was hoarse, shattered, and drowned in the wind and snow.

Reaching out and slowly lifting the snow-colored fox hat that was tightly covered on the woman's head, the young man's hand trembled with coldness.

The woman's paper-white face came into view, and the young man's heart tightened.

The condensation force makes the body slowly warm and iron, and after a long time, the fingers can finally stop trembling.

Only then did Yun Xiao dare to reach out and touch the woman's cheek...... But Jue Senran is like ice, without a trace of warmth.

My heart couldn't help but tighten even more.

Resting his head on the woman's forehead, he leaned very close to hear her very light breath in the cold wind, so low and weak.

"Master......" The young man called out at a loss, and took the woman's hand to give her some internal strength...... I also know that the power in the woman's body will turn into cold force and collide with the meridians, and before the cold power of the tomb flower is unraveled, the stronger the internal force, the more painful it is...... Then he had to let go of his hand again.

"Master......" Yun Xiao looked at her with deep worry in his eyes, looking at her with cold and deep eyes, only to feel that his heart was suffocated, painful and weak, cold and desolate.

The wind whistled and blew through at night, and the snow danced in the wind, and it was cold.

I can't help but regret a little that let her be in such a cold and snowy place, suffering from this cold...... But there is no other way......

"If you could...... Xiao Er doesn't want you to suffer a little pain, or pain, injury. The voice was low, soft and peaceful.

The man in Tsing Yi untied the snow and used it to cushion the inner snow wall, reached out and hugged the cold woman in his arms into his arms, and carefully hugged her in his arms to avoid the wind and snow.

The young man turned around and picked up the Frost Sword, turning his back to the hole.

Cutting the wound on his left wrist again, the young man lifted the woman's face and let the blood pour into her mouth.

The woman's eyes were tightly closed, and her bloodless lips were gently broken open by the young man, and the red blood continued to flow into her mouth, slowly flowing into her throat along the slightly raised arc.

After a long time, the woman choked, frowned between her eyebrows, wrinkled her face and muttered very lightly, and instinctively curled up into the young man's arms.

The demeanor is light and gentle, and it seems to be full of attachment.

Yun Xiao was shocked, and a light string seemed to pop up in his brain. Stunned.

looked down at the woman in his arms blankly, and forgot to stop the bleeding.

The woman approached the young man with a warm warmth, and her hands were extremely cold and numb and tingling under the cold force hitting the meridians. Unconsciously reaching close to the teenager, curled up and clenched.

The person in Tsing Yi was startled by her too cold hands on her waist, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

After stopping the bleeding, the wound was washed and frozen with snow, and wrapped in a white cloth.

"Master...... Wake up...... Don't sleep too deeply......" The young man gently pushed the woman in his arms, and whispered softly.

Remembering her ears, which had been closed to her ears, he reached out and took her hand again, drawing on the palm of her hand one by one.

One horizontal and one vertical.

Horizontal and vertical.

One horizontal and one vertical.

And so on and so forth. Dozens of times.

The woman in her arms finally moved, her long and thin eyelashes trembling for a long time, and she opened them very slowly. "Ten ......"

The young man smiled and couldn't help but hug her tightly in his arms. "Hmm...... It's ten ......."

The woman's breathing was extremely weak, low and gentle, and she raised her hand up and fell weakly: "Xiao Er......"

Yun Xiao grabbed her hand, but it was extremely cold and difficult to feel it, and she only felt that her heart was painful and cold with it.

"Master...... Disciple warms your hands and feet......" After a moment of hesitation in his eyes, he opened his shirt and pressed the woman's hands to his chest.

An astonishing chill spread over the muscles = skin, and the young man's body couldn't help but tremble.

The woman pursed her lips in a daze, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound.

After a long time, a loud bang overflowed, and he lost consciousness again.

The body slipped slowly and weakly.

The boy looked down at her, drowsy and unconscious, burying his head in his chest.

Through the half-open slanted collar of Tsing Yi, I could feel her shallow breathing brushing through her bare = naked chest, slightly itchy.

The cheeks are cold and bone-chilling, yet soft and cold.

Sticking to his chest without any gaps, the green silk snow hair slipped down from time to time, and more itching spread from his chest, accompanied by a shallow breath, slowly and slowly crawled into the depths of his heart, scratching people at a loss.

Yun Xiao's face burned, and a crimson color slowly appeared.

But he couldn't bear to push the person in front of him.

In a hurry, he picked up a tube of cyan jade flute wrapped in cloth in his bag, and stroked it with his hand, and couldn't help but wonder why the master was carrying it......

"In the middle of the valley...... I haven't heard the master play the flute and make music......" The young man was slightly confused.

After a long time, the woman's hands were finally dyed with warmth, and the young man carefully placed the woman on the snow, pulled down the placket of the clothes, and took a few steps back, put the woman's feet into the dantian on the abdomen, and wrapped them in clothes.

His body shook again, and he was really cold as jade.

At midnight the next day, Duanmu woke up in a dazed state, and with a slight movement of his body, the young man next to him was already startled.

He didn't seem to be awake, and when he was half-asleep, he took the woman's hand and pressed it on his chest.

Duanmu was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him in a daze. I couldn't help but hesitate in my eyes............ Xiao Er?"

The boy listened to her voice and reached out to take his other hand, but he suddenly shook.

The next moment, he lowered his eyes to the man in white, and his stunned and empty eyes ...... I just felt that my whole body was stiff.

The young man let go of the woman's hand, coughed a few times, and straightened the collar of the diagonal placket until it was neat.

"It's time, Master should be settled. The boy said so, not knowing whether to tell her or himself.

Then he reached out and lifted the woman up, carefully resting her back against her chest, and sat her legs gently crossed.

Yun Xiao took her hand and put it on her knee, and gently drew two words on the back of the woman's hand: Settle down.

The woman suddenly came back to her senses, nodded, and settled down.

It wasn't until the woman's eyes were closed that the young man Huo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and his tight heart was suddenly relieved...... I don't know why, why.

When the hour came, the woman fainted again, leaning on the young man's chest and slowly sliding down to the snow.

The east is white, and the sunlight reflects the crystal clear ice crystals and snow on the ground. The wind and snow are howling, and the world is in full swing.

The boy was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hands like this, and hugged the woman in his arms from behind.

The wind and snow are like crazy, and the dance is like the hustle and bustle of the world.

Yun Xiao closed his eyes as if he was distracted, sat cross-legged with her, and gently wrapped the body sitting in front of her in his arms.

The head was gently placed on the woman's shoulder, and the two cheeks were close to each other, and their heads were slightly sideways, leaning together.

Nestled and inseparable.

In a trance, the world is safe.

Master, I think that's good...... I don't hate you or I hate you, the world is in my arms.

I've never felt so at ease.

Even though he was pale and tired, cold and painful, the young man still smiled slightly.

The peerless face is silently captivating in this snow.

The light is dazzling, and the wind and snow are silent.

……

Cangshan Snow Ridge, heavy mountains and mountains, Yun Xiao carried her forward step by step.

The legs rose and fell in the deep snow, winding and rugged, leaving a long line of footprints...... Within three moments, it was buried by the wind and snow.

On that day, it was difficult to trek towards the east of the sunrise.

It is night, so that it is convenient to sleep together in the snow cave and feed it with blood.

Three days later.

The young man carried the woman on his back, step by step, and walked very slowly through the snow.

The sense of taste was also lost, and the woman had a residual sense of feeling, and she had not woken up for two days in an endless drowsia of ignorance.

The young man's face was pale, and his lips were dry and cracked. His voice was already hoarse.

The green clothes on his body were covered with dust, snow and ice crystals, and the hem formed a circle of ice edges that were as stiff as a screen.

Inky black hair covered with snow, and countless fine pieces of frost hung from it.

The internal strength has been exhausted, and there is no more strength left around the body.

The young man's thin body turned into thin and withered branches, his breathing was shortness as he walked, and his eyes were dark. His hands trembled terribly.

There is no more strength.

The young man threw himself into the snow, his chest heaving sharply.

"Master......" The hoarse voice was muffled in his throat, and he couldn't hear it anymore.

The woman wrapped in snow rolled off his back, got a layer of snow, rolled out of the snow, and stopped two paces away from him.

The ferret in the woman's neck was also dying.

The black light and snow exploded in his eyes one after another, and Yun Xiao crawled towards the snow and climbed over step by step.

The hands and feet were stiff and numb, and they couldn't stop shivering, and their whole body was weak, and they were extremely hungry and cold.

Master...... Can the disciple eat Xuewa'er......

As if seeing the woman frowning slightly, the young man laughed at himself. "Master...... Xiao Er didn't eat it......"

Finally crawling to the woman's side, the young man's eyes were full of grief.

Lying on the woman's body weakly, the wind and snow could hear a very slow heartbeat, and it seemed to hit the young man's heart all at once.

I can't protect you anymore, Master.

The hand hanging in the snow slowly moved, and little by little the snow was cut away, and the woman in the snow slowly sank down.

Leaving her to lie in a shallow puddle of snow, the young man fumbled his hand into his hat and rested on her equally cold cheeks.

"This is the last time. The boy said hoarsely, his trembling right hand laboriously unwrapping his left wrist.

The wounds that had not healed were white and stiff, and they were side by side on the boy's wrists.

With no more strength left to reach for the sword, the young man shook his hand and kept squeezing the pale wound. For a long time, the wound was stained with blood, but no blood flowed.

The black light in his eyes continued, and his consciousness was already unclear.

The young man gasped, his head buried in the snow, and the fingers of his right hand dug into the deepest wound.

The veins were cut by himself, and blood finally gushed out.

splashed the face of the woman in his command.

The boy fumbled and placed the wound on the woman's lips.

The exhaled breath melted the snow under his face, and the boy gritted his teeth to endure the whirling pain in his wrist...... Her arms hung down in the woman's clothes, and her whole body spasmed for a while from blood loss and pain.

And then there was a dazed drowsiness.

Why do I hate you so clearly...... But I can't let you go like this?

Master...... Duanmu Immortal......

The young man said suddenly, and slowly fell into the boundless darkness, and finally had no consciousness at all.

In an instant, the world was silent, and the wind and snow were like a whim.

The snow dances like that.