Tan Jiu also gradually came back to his senses, lowered his head and glanced at him, his eyes flashed with cold light, and then kicked him away, and walked forward along the river without saying a word.

After rolling around on the ground, Dull Mao got up again, crawled over and picked up the big fish jumping on the ground, and quickly caught up with Tan Jiu's footsteps.

"Lord Tan Jiu, we can grill the fish and eat it! I won't bake it again this time!" said Silly Mao swearing, "I won't burn myself again!"

Tan Jiu didn't pay attention to him at all, his face was gloomy and cold, like a grim reaper, without any human touch.

Fortunately, Dumao has long been accustomed to such a Tan Jiu Lord, and there is nothing wrong with it, because Tan Jiu has always been like this, ignoring the outside world, always doing his own thing, and having no feelings for anyone.

Only the years when I was with Chongkui...... Lord Tan Jiu has become less like Lord Tan Jiu.

But Chongkui is dead, she is no more, in this world, no one will affect Tan Jiu anymore, it's good!

The small episode here did not affect Chongkui to be blown far away by the wind, and when the wind weakened, Chongkui finally broke free from the wind, and he was too tired to do it.

It turned out to be so dangerous outside, and a gust of wind made her unable to resist, so it seems that she should not go out in windy weather in the future.

Chongkui looked up at the sky, why is the sky a little gloomy, although he doesn't understand the weather, but looking at the weather, he has a bad premonition in his heart.

I'm afraid there will be a bigger wind.

Didn't you hear that the weather is sunny and there will be no wind and snow for a few days?

It's a lie!

Chongkui knew that he couldn't stay for long, so he hurriedly flew back in the direction of Xianyang Palace.

It's a pity that as soon as I arrived in Xianyang, it really began to blow and snow, first with fine snowflakes, and soon the wind became stronger, and finally turned into a howling north wind, mixed with goose feather snow.

Shigekui struggles to navigate from house to house, and if she is not careful, she will be blown into the air by the wind.

Finally returned to Xianyang Palace, it was already the middle of the night, the snow did not stop, knocking outside the window, and the doors and windows were closed everywhere.

However, the doors and windows of Weiyang Palace were all open, as if they were waiting for something to come back.

Chongkui finally ran in, and was almost swept out by the wind.

In desperation, she exerted her spiritual power and closed all doors and windows!

Bang bang bang!

After a few loud sounds, Chongkui finally sat down on the ground weakly.

On the ground, all the ice and snow were blown in, and melted into water because of the warmth in the house.

Tired to death, scared her to death......

It's scary out there, or is it safe here......

Chongkui was a little puzzled, obviously she could find a place to hide from the wind and snow outside, and those houses could also hide, but she didn't stop along the way, no matter how dangerous it was, but wanted to return here wholeheartedly.

This seems to be the place where she is truly safe.

Why?

Chongkui herself didn't understand, the warmth in the room made her feel a little comfortable, she slowly raised her head, but was suddenly startled.

There was a man in front of him, holding an unlit lamp, as if he had been standing there for a long time.

There was some dampness under the hem of the clothes, as if it was damp from the wind and snow that had just been swept in.

The red eyes looked in the direction of the corner of the wall, that is, the direction of Chongkui.

Chongkui'......s heart tightened, a little nervous, he wouldn't be able to see it, right?