"Isn't this what the snow girl gave me last time?" Bai Cang looked at the snow blade that emitted a faint glow, and immediately knew where the demonic aura and the snowflakes in the sky came from. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"But this snow blade can be used by extraordinary people, why can Qing Huan use its power to summon snow so easily?" Thinking of this, the expression in Bai Cang's eyes darkened again.

"Give me" seemed to be a comfort, and like a persuasion, Bai Cang said such a sentence softly in Qing Huan's ear, as if he felt the safe breath on his body, Qing Huan slowly let go of his clenched hand, and the snow blade fell silently in Bai Cang's hand.

A small snow blade generated by the resentment of the princess of the snow leaves, but it has the power to summon the blizzard, and it is thanks to this time that Qing Huan's life was saved, Bai Cang was refreshed, and the tiger eyes stared at the snow blade with extremely hot light, and recited a few complicated spells, this little trick, after suffering a loss, you will naturally understand.

But seeing that as his spell fell, the snow blade gradually calmed down the cold glimmer, and the violent storm and the dark clouds in the sky disappeared almost instantly, and Bai Cang knew that this was still an illusion.

"Bang" The ice of the man in yellow was lifted, and the whole person fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes closed, obviously frostbitten by the blizzard.

Bai Cang's hand was raised, and the rope in his hand flew towards the man, almost in an instant, he was firmly tied up from top to bottom, although Bai Cang was a compassionate immortal, this time he was not soft at all, until the rope became tighter and tighter, and it was fiercely strangled into the man's flesh that Bai Cang withdrew his hand, with killing intent in his eyes, why did Qing Huan go to great lengths to tie up that man? It must be because he is the culprit.

Qing Huan fell asleep dimly, and had an extremely sweet dream, in which she finally saw her mother, who she had never met, and her father was very doting on his little self on his back, his mother and father took her to enjoy the lanterns, and bought several strings of sugar gourds, Qing Huan had one in each hand, and licked the rock candy on it impatiently, and smiled sweetly.

"Qing Huan, Qing Huan, wake up" I vaguely heard a familiar voice ringing in my ears, is it Bai Cang? Qing Huan slowly opened her eyes, her cheeks were high and red and swollen, almost blocking her vision, and she looked at it for a long time before she saw the person with a fairy aura.

"You're back" Qing Huan tried his best to squeeze out a smile, but he brought the torn wound at the corner of his mouth and the paralyzed nerves on his face, grinning in pain, revealing an extremely painful smile, which made Bai Cang only feel a faint pain in his heart, and his eyes became more and more red.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Bai Cang gently took Qing Huan's cold hand, held it tightly, and asked her in a very soft tone.

"Those people... Come and collect the house...... Also deceived me of my silver ticket...... Especially the bully called Grandpa ......" Speaking of this, Qing Huan resisted a little, her body trembled slightly, her face became more and more pale, as if she didn't want to recall the unbearable memory, she was slapped three times by the bully, kicked her in the abdomen hard, and was almost raped by those filthy ruffians.

Bai Cang saw that the person was vague and unwilling to continue, his heart became even more uncomfortable, he lifted her dirty clothes, and saw the extremely deep bruise on her snow-white belly, and he was caught off guard and quickly turned red eyes, how strong this foot was from the depth of the bruises, he clenched his fists, his joints gurgled, and at this moment he suddenly had the urge to kill, especially the impetuous breath in his chest that was trying his best to suppress it was even more acute, making him almost unable to control himself, only feeling a violent burning in his chest, and his blue and clear eyes were faintly revealing a little blood red。

"Bai Cang, what's wrong with you?" his extremely unusual reaction frightened Qing Huan, and he hurriedly grabbed him and asked.

"It's okay" Bai Cang gritted his teeth, tried his best to control himself, and pressed down the impediment in his body, calmed down his emotions, and said indifferently to Chong Qinghuan.

"You sit up" said this, Bai Cang picked up Bai Cang Qing Huan from the bed slightly, maintained a half-sitting posture, and then carried some fairy energy from her back and gently crossed in, almost instantly, Qing Huan only felt a lot refreshed, and quickly gained some strength in his body, and no longer felt that the pain was unbearable.

Bai Cang crossed a part of the immortal qi for her, which was enough to heal her internal injuries, and then gently put the person down again, lifted her skirt, and stroked her belly again and again with a faint healing power in her hand.

Qing Huan only felt that her cheeks were crimson, and the person's slightly hot palm gently swept over the painful stomach with a warm airflow, and she only felt a burst of ironing comfort, which made her sigh with some satisfaction, and as Bai Cang's hand stopped, Qing Huan looked down and was surprised to find that the bruises on her stomach had disappeared without a trace, and she couldn't help but secretly admire this magical fairy technique in her heart.

"You have a good rest in this room, I'll go out and have a look" Bai Cang got up quietly, and on the back that Qing Huan couldn't see, it was his pair of blue eyes dyed a little blood red.

"Good" Qinghuan is a mortal body, and after crossing such a fairy qi in vain, the mortal body is also a little unbearable, only to feel a wave of fatigue in the body, and obediently replied that he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The door closed lightly behind him, and Bai Cang raised his eyes again, but with a bit of a strong murderous aura on his body, he walked straight towards the unconscious man in yellow on the ground.

The man groaned, as if he had regained some consciousness, and felt that his body was tied up with flowers, and the rope even had some blood in his skin, which made him frown in pain and snort softly.

Bai Cang took out a bottle of today's peach blossom brew, thought about it, and went back to the room to take out a bottle of realgar wine with a very high degree from the kitchen.

"Ahh

"Does Grandpa like to drink?" Bai Cang said slowly, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and the wine kept flowing out of the mouth of the bottle, accurately spilling on his small wounds, tormenting him worse than death, and he could hardly think clearly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, the wine has bottomed out" Bai Cang looked apologetically at the realgar wine jug with no drop of wine, but the strong killing intent in his eyes made Sun Ye so frightened that he could hardly breathe, he had read countless people in his life, and this person in front of him was definitely an existence that he couldn't provoke, if he knew that there was such a son in this dilapidated and inconspicuous mansion, he would definitely not dare to indulge his desires and treat the blue-eyed girl like this.