Receiving Yu Shuyu's fierce eyes, Bing Lingnuan and Bing Lingruo's delicate body trembled, and Qi Qi lowered his head in a panic, not daring to look at her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Yu Shuyu disdainfully snorted coldly, there is not enough to achieve and more than to lose!

The cold north wind whistled through the wide open windows, mixed with cool snowflakes.

It's night, the wind is up, and the snow should fall.

A gust of wind swept arrogantly, Yu Shuyu shivered coldly, and couldn't help but tighten the cloak on his body. There was a scolding in my heart, what the hell is the weather, will you die if it doesn't snow for a day? It's better for her to rain in the south.

Bing Lingluo remained silent, her right hand under her sleeve was slightly curled, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured out from her white fingertips, instantly condensing the cold water vapor in the air into fine ice flowers, and when the north wind blew, all the ice flowers swept towards Yu Shuyu's face.

"Ahh It's so cold, it hurts! My face, what's wrong with my face? It hurts..."

Yu Shuyu covered her face and screamed violently.

Hearing this, everyone looked at her in unison.

I saw Yu Shuyu with a frightened face, staring at her big eyes, her face under the palm of her hand pale, and muttering: "What's wrong with my face?" My face..."

The moment the cold wind blew, she felt thousands of knives constantly cutting her cheeks, and that feeling was cold and painful.

Everyone was puzzled, what happened to Yu Shuyu's face?

It wasn't until they saw the red liquid gushing out between her fingers that everyone had an epiphany.

Yu Shuyu's face is bleeding!

But why did her face bleed?

Yu Shuyue was shocked in her heart, could there be a master who made a move? What can hurt people invisibly in front of him, is it...

A conjecture surfaced in his heart, but then he denied it, for no reason, how could he casually hurt someone?

Yu Shuyue frowned, looking at Yu Shuyu, blood was still seeping out from between her fingers, as if she was not lightly injured.

Just wanted to say something, but Yu Shuyu screamed violently: "Bing Lingluo, is it you, is it your hand?" You're going to ruin the face of Princess Ben? Did you do it? ”

Bing Lingluo clasped his hands to his chest, "Tsk, don't wronged the princess, don't wronged the good people, everyone can watch it!" I just didn't do anything. ”

"It has to be you, it has to be you! I'll kill you! Ahhh I'll kill you! Yu Shuyu roared almost frantically.

Without the cover of his hands, Yu Shuyu's face was completely exposed in front of everyone.

I saw that the original flower-like face had completely changed at this time.

The wounds, large and small, were staggered, and blood was constantly oozing from the wounds, and it was not an exaggeration to describe the whole face as blurred with flesh and blood.

Xue Luoyan, who was silent on the side, couldn't help but gasp when he saw this, the person who shot was too ruthless! Such a face, just say that it will be ruined.

Bing Lingruo and Bing Lingnuan saw Yu Shuyu's bloody face, their little faces turned pale, and the two shrank back and didn't dare to speak, trying to minimize their sense of existence. I was afraid that the master who did it to Yu Shuyu would be unhappy and ruin his face.

Bing Lingluo snorted coldly in his heart, don't be a spineless thing!

Bing Lingluo was not interested, "It's late, looking at the princess like this, I'm afraid she won't be able to continue to compete with me, so Lingluo will say goodbye!" ”

Bing Lingluo said and hugged his fists at Yu Shuyue and Xue Luoyan, ignoring the crazy Yu Shuyu and the shrunken Bing Lingnuan on the side, and walked away directly.

When she walked to the door, Bing Lingluo glanced back at Yu Shuyu's face, she said that she would beat her so that even her own mother couldn't recognize her!

The night in the north city is very quiet.

The cold wind whistling from time to time, rolling up the flying snowflakes, dancing in the empty night, dancing for a while.

The moon hanging high seemed a little dark, like a lazy beauty, implicitly sprinkling her brilliance.

This situation and this scene are very similar to the top of her snow-capped mountains - the hermitage of the ice clan in the last days.

The top of the snow-capped mountains in the far north of the earth is where she has lived for hundreds of years.

There, like this northern city, there is snow all year round, overlooking the peaks, and what you see is all white.

The night on the top of the snow-capped mountain is as quiet as this northern city.

It's just that, compared to the northern city, the moon there is more thrillingly beautiful.

"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown."

Li Bai's poems, spanning thousands of years, are all able to meet the occasion.

Looking up at the round of brightness in the night sky, Bing Ling Luo was silent.

She didn't know when she would be able to go back to her hometown. Has her people been laid to peace? Is her snow-capped mountain as pure as ever?

She didn't know.

That's it, if it comes, it will be safe.

She was used to being ruthless, and the sadness that appeared inadvertently made her a little helpless, and it seemed that after coming to the Yuntian Continent, her emotions had increased.

Taking a light breath and tightening the cloak on his body, Bing Lingluo kicked the thick snowflakes one after another. The slender body was hidden under the wide cloak, and the shadow was drawn in the moonlight.

In fact, she could feel that since she came out of the teahouse, there had been two pairs of eyes staring at her from behind, but she felt that those two lines of sight had no malice, so she didn't pay much attention to them and let them stare at her.

On a restaurant opposite a teahouse in the four seas, two men were standing.

They all looked at Bing Lingluo, who was walking slowly and alone downstairs.

One of the men in red teased the man in purple next to him, "Tsk, trace, this is your fiancée?" Looks like a beauty. Isn't she a fool, though? It doesn't look like it! Could it be that there is a hidden secret? ”

The man in purple was silent, staring at Bing Lingluo's disappearing back, and a trace of unknown meaning flashed in his calm and waveless eyes.

His fingers rhythmically tapped the pillar by the window, and the corners of the purple-clothed man's lips hooked.

Ice Zero Luo?

It's kind of interesting.