The wind and snow were still howling, and in the dilapidated ice and snow hut, Xiao Yueli opened her eyes. August 1 Chinese ≈.

The wind and snow have not melted.

The white clothes of the land have not dissipated.

Xiao Yuejuan looked at the white clothes that fell to the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

Next to the white robe, the man was still asleep, his breathing finally going from weak to almost unsteady, and his chest was slightly undulating.

Although he still looks like a critically ill patient, he at least exudes the breath of life.

She still remembered that the old ancestor talked about how he subconsciously protected her "corpse" before he lost consciousness, and she was a little happy, but more annoyed, uncontrollable anger.

When a person dies, he dies, so what's the use of having a corpse?

The reason why I killed myself was because I didn't want to see you end up in such a situation by fighting so many people and fighting so many people for me.

But in the end, it was still like this, and there was no change at all.

He was so stupid that he couldn't use common sense to speculate, and he didn't understand his good intentions at all.

She sat sideways beside him, looking earnestly at his face.

She pursed her pale red lips slightly, and said with a smile: "What a characterless face." ”

He was so ordinary-looking, and until now she couldn't see where he was good-looking, where he had characteristics, and how much he was different from the other people she had seen.

But it was such a face that haunted her dreams, and she could recognize it at a glance even in the vast sea of people.

Her slightly cold fingers brushed his face lightly, a little trembling.

His face was a little warm, and the hot and moist snort on her fingertips felt a little tickle, making her want to laugh.

Her fingers slid naturally down the curves of his face and landed on his lips.

His lips were chapped from dryness and rough from chapping.

But it's still warm and bouncy.

She hesitated for a moment, slowly bent down, closed her eyes, and slowly imprinted her lips on his.

Xiao Yue's lips only touched his lips for a moment, and then they parted.

She looked up, her cheeks slightly red, and she looked at the chapped and rough lips with some reluctance.

She wanted to kiss him greedily, but she didn't dare to do that.

She was afraid that she would sink to the point where she could not extricate herself, so she had to stop while she could still stop herself and avoid falling into the abyss.

She was even more afraid that he would wake up and see her.

She had never behaved so childlike in front of him, and she did not want her to see herself so weak, so ordinary, she wanted him to remember that she was the most flamboyant and unique, not an ordinary girl next door.

At the very least, the memories would be deeper and more vivid, and wouldn't be mixed up with the other women in his life.

She curled up slightly, nestled in his arms, her movements full of caution, full of caution.

Then she frowned.

She reached down and put her hand around his neck, then grabbed a string, and pulled out a pair of sparkling droplets.

There was no doubt that it was a woman's earring.

Her brow furrowed more and more, she looked at him, sneered a few times, and thrust the pair of earrings into his arms full of annoyance, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and finally turned into a sigh.

It must have belonged to another girl who had done so much for him, like the old clothes he always wore close to him.

Leaving the ...... It must be hard, right?

She pressed her ear to his left chest and listened to the powerful heartbeat coming from his left chest, and with a thud, it struck into her heart.

Then her face turned redder, pillowed on his arm, snuggled in his arms, and her expression was very restrained, like a child who was doing bad things and was afraid of being caught.

She sniffed slightly, inhaling a faint aroma emanating from him, which smelled good.

She didn't know if it was a delusion, but she just smelled it, a smell that only he had.

She began to smell it in the cave away from the water, and after all these days, she could still smell it, and felt that the smell was getting more and more intoxicating.

Xiao Yuehuan suddenly became angry again, thinking to herself that she was clearly such an arrogant person, why did she become so strange now, like a thief, and she was uneasy.

Xiao Yue sat up angrily and said angrily, "Why do I want to do this?"

Xiao Yue stood up angrily, and then her expression became a little strange again.

She looked at Chu Feng, bit her lip again, and then said, "How am I going to face you now?"

After a long time, Xiao Yuelian sighed, a little helpless, looked at the vast wind and snow outside the hut, and said to herself in a state of dismay: "You have me in your heart, but after all, you promised other women first...... How can a stupid person like you fail her? I just have the cheekiness to stay by your side, but how do I want you to face others? It's better to ...... That's the difference. ”

Xiao Yuejuan's gaze at Chu Feng was not without resentment, but also a little relieved.

"From now on, there is no need to say it again. There is no fixed place to live, and there is a fate to say goodbye. ”

Xiao Yuehuan carved those sixteen words into the snow beside Chu Feng very seriously, and added a rule to ensure that the handwriting would not be covered by the wind and snow, and then sighed leisurely.

Then Xiao Yuelian stretched out her hand, and condensed a soft ice and snow cloak in the wind and snow, draped it over her shoulders, wrapped around her delicate body, and outlined the graceful and graceful curves.

Facing the wind and snow, Xiaoyue took a difficult but firm step towards the north.

This step was very light, stepping on the thick snow without making any sound, and this step was also very heavy, making Xiao Yuelian feel the pain of the whole person as if it was about to be torn apart.

Let's go, don't go...... He's going to wake up, and he's not going to be able to walk anymore.

Xiao Yuehuan bit her lower lip, closed her somewhat sore eyes, and continued to walk forward.

She felt some warmth in her eyes, so she was more and more reluctant to open them, and she told herself that the reason why her eyes hurt was because of the cold wind.

She doesn't care, she is the Xiaoyue of Huaishan, and like the people of Huaishan, she is cold and ruthless.

Xiao Yue's thin figure is like a candle flame flickering under the wind and snow in the vast wind and snow, which will dim at any time and be extinguished at any time.

Her figure has been going far to the north, she doesn't know where she is going, but she doesn't care anymore, she just wants to find a place, be alone and quiet, and find herself again - the flamboyant self.

Although, she knew, maybe a little wishful thinking.

Xiao Yue Lian went farther and farther, and gradually only a black back was left under the hazy sky, and then took a step forward, and the roaring wind and snow engulfed Xiao Yue's distant back in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

In the wind and snow that was difficult to distinguish between day and night, and he didn't know how much time had passed, Chu Feng slowly sat up.

He shook his dazed head, not knowing why he was here or how long he had been unconscious.

The heat he exhaled turned into thick smoke in the wind and snow, and he sat in the snow in a daze, looking at the sixteen words beside him, and then closed his eyes, trying to remember what had happened before he fell unconscious.

He gradually recalled the events of his time in Huaishan, and also recalled the last moment before he fell unconscious, when he had seen a vague figure.

Was it the figure that saved him?

He...... Who is it?

Did he also save Xiao Yuejuan...... Can pull that howling moon back from the dead ground...... That senior should be the Emperor, right?

Xiao Yuehuan has already left, what about the senior?

Chu Feng was silent for a long time, and he spread his divine thoughts in an instant, extending as far away as possible.

I don't know why, he felt that after a long coma, his divine thoughts were stronger than before, and they could stretch for ten miles.

He searched for people within ten miles, but now it was a dead wasteland, with no signs of life.

He was a little stunned, and he looked around again, but now there was a mountain in the south that suddenly rose out, and there was no snow on that mountain, and the bare mountain showed a dignified dead black, which made people feel that the atmosphere was very dull and depressing.

Chu Feng felt that the mountain was a little familiar, he thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered that he had buried the bones of an emperor on that mountain, and he was also gifted with a peach blossom by that emperor.

Because of that peach blossom, when his cultivation was exhausted, there was a strange peach blossom forest unfolding with his thoughts, and he believed that it was not his power, but that the emperor was moving with his thoughts.

Chu Feng hesitated in the wind and snow for a long time, he wanted to wait for the person who saved him to come back and ask him where Xiao Yuezhuan had gone.

But he waited a long time, but no one returned, as if he were in a dead world, and he could not hear anything except the howling of the wind and snow.

But Chu Feng didn't feel the slightest discomfort, on the contrary, he was a little relieved, he could be alone in such a no-man's environment, without any external disturbances, which could make him think about a lot of problems, and think about a lot of problems that he didn't have time to think about under the rush of busyness.

He sat down in place, didn't move, even his breathing seemed to stagnate, just staring at the sky.

There are constantly air currents around him, constantly manifesting all kinds of visions, bright moon and red sun, clear wind and flowing clouds, mountains, rivers and seas, rain, snow, wind and thunder, there are big kun stirring up huge waves, there are giant dragons churning rivers and seas, there are big peng breaking through the sky, there are phoenixes singing on the top of the mountain......

Countless visions appear and disappear, disappear and appear, sometimes silent, sometimes the heavens and the earth collapse.

But Chu Feng couldn't see all this, he had already fallen into an ethereal.

In this ethereal spirit, there is no heaven and earth, only himself, and his own heart.