Finally, when the heavy rain raged all over the land, Qin Zixin found a broken temple on the side of the road where he could hide from the rain.

The door of the ruined temple was broken, and cobwebs were everywhere. Qin Zixin simply drove the carriage directly to the ruined temple, although it was deserted, the space was still very spacious. The unnamed Buddha statues enshrined are all damaged and peeling, and hay is scattered on the ground.

Qin Zixin arranged the carriage and horses, and she found some hay and rotten wood to prepare to start a fire. Qin Zixin silently said in her heart: "No matter what god it is, don't blame her." ”

She had no intention of burning the things in the temple, but now that the outside had long been surrounded by a rain curtain, there was still dry firewood to be found?

The fingers flew, and the flint and steel flashed with sparks in Qin Zixin's small hands. The roof of this ruined temple was still leaking in some places, so Qin Zixin had to find a corner to make a fire.

When the green smoke rose with the beating firelight, Yuesheng Ge stepped down from the carriage.

Qin Zixin frowned and looked at his painstaking appearance, and secretly bit her lip, she has been at ease in this shijie for so long, and she has a backer by her side. The Yuesheng Song in front of him is several times weaker than Xue Lingxiao, if something really happens, who will protect whom?

"What? This is the station you're looking for? ”

With obvious resentment, the pair of stunning eyebrows on Yue Shengge's face wrinkled deeply, and he used the feather fan in his hand to slightly block his mouth and nose, and his eyes were full of disgust.

Qin Zixin couldn't complain anymore, she moved the shabby grass futon and sat casually by the fire. Is this really the bewitching beautiful man Yuesheng Song who broke into the Valley of Freedom alone with a formation map?

Why does the more you look at it, the more you look like a pampered nobleman, is he pretending to be too similar, or is he a change of sex, or is he not Yuesheng Song at all?

Seeing that Yueshengge still had no intention of sitting down, Qin Zixin patted the futon beside him and said, "No way, I'm not familiar with this place." And, according to this rain, when we find the station, it will become a soup chicken. ”

Although the place is dilapidated, it is still clean, and I think it is because there are often people sheltering from the rain or something.

After making enough plans for self-reliance, Qin Zixin was about to get up to get dry food, but saw Yue Shengge standing in place with a solemn face.

"Xinxin, you're not baking the fire?"

After feeling Qin Zixin's inquiring gaze, Yue Shengge immediately came back to his senses and looked delicate. The feather fan in her hand was still not afraid of the cold, and Qin Zixin was chilled all over, she was really cold.

"I just want to get dry food, so it's better to roast it on the fire than the temperature of the stove......"

Qin Zixin was talking and suddenly lost his voice, and the sound of galloping horses' hooves was galloping. The target should be this ruined temple, thinking of this, a trace of doubt came to my heart again, the expression of Yuesheng Song just now was caused by hearing the sound of horses' hooves?

"Xinxin, you said it earlier, I'll just come." After Yuesheng Ge finished speaking, he walked towards the carriage with elegant steps.

Martial arts abolished? Weak? Can you still hear the sound of horses' hooves in front of him? Yuesheng Song, see how I play with you!

Just as he was thinking, there was a neighing sound of horses at the gate of the temple in the wind and rain, and three figures in black suits walked in with an icy breath.

Qin Zixin raised his eyes and was shocked......