Qian Ruoshui took the clothes, it was a pure black robe.

frowned slightly, the hero does not suffer the loss in front of him. Anyway, I have to find something to cover my body first.

Satisfied, seeing that Qian Ruoshui put on the clothes, the man picked up Qian Ruoshui horizontally and flew towards the place where the Snow God Eagle was.

She was surprisingly unresistant.

When the eagle saw the man, his proud head immediately lowered.

Without any warning, complete surrender.

"Let it go!" Sitting on the back of the carving, Qian Ruoshui said.

The surrounding scene moved rapidly, and the eagle was flying towards the misty ghost forest at the fastest speed.

The hand still didn't let go, and Qian Ruoshui looked back and saw that he was wearing a very beautiful ring on his bony finger.

It should be a space ring, purple glass, like his eyes.

A narrow smile suddenly flashed in Peach Blossom's eyes, this is a good thing.

If you don't let it go, it's much more comfortable to be held anyway than to sit on the back of the eagle yourself.

Burying his neck in the man's arms, Qian Ruoshui fell asleep in a daze.

A few days of fatigue, just crossed over and fought and healed, plus prepared poison and dealt with some ants. It's really enough for her to toss, and she hasn't even slept well.

The purple eyes glanced faintly at the little face that was already asleep and covered with whiplashes, and was speechless all the way

The speed of the Snow Divine Condor was outstanding among the spirit beasts, and in less than three hours, it had already reached its destination.

At this time, it was already noon.

The strong sunlight was dazzling, and Qian Ruoshui rubbed against a warm place beside her. She hated the sun, and it started when she was three years old when her family was ruined and she was sent to that terrorist organization.

Since then, she has become accustomed to the night.

The little face was buried deep in someone's arm, and Qianruoshui only felt an intoxicating fragrance lingering in his nose.

Delicate fragrance? Wrong.

She never used any perfume or anything like that, so where did that scent come from?

The lazy eyes are greeted by a pair of slightly cold purple eyes.

"You're sleeping comfortably." The man coldly exited.

Qian Ruoshui looked indifferent, turned over and jumped off the back of the eagle. With his hand, he plucked blood from the eagle's feathers, and a hot red liquid erupted like a red rainbow, dripping on the periphery of the forest like a delicate rose. The eagle screamed, as if dissatisfied with such treatment.

For three hours, it flew for three hours with two men on its back. And with a strange and sharp dagger stuck in his body, the eagle is now almost on the verge of fainting.

Qian Ruoshui spurned it, it was really defenseless. I can't stand the slightest injury.

"I'm a little girl, and I don't mind being hugged all the way by you. You don't suffer. Qian Ruoshui said while sorting out his clothes, the style and size of this robe are obviously this man's. How to wear it?

The man leaned slowly against an ancient tree, and looked at the little girl who was repairing her clothes with a dagger.

Such a good weapon, but it was used to make clothes

Looking back, he waved his hand faintly. The eagle flew out as fast as if it had been pardoned.

A shrill birdsong hides how much anger and humiliation.

"You stay here and look at the carvings. Before I finished speaking, I suddenly found that the snow god eagle that originally inhabited the side was gone.