Fanyin looked at him for a long time, and then she rested her head on his chest again and smiled slightly. In the mist of this night, Beiming pushed away her chaotic light, slowly shone on Fanyin's body, and penetrated into Fanyin's heart.

The two of them were silent and didn't speak, she leaned more deeply, she opened her mouth slightly, and said, "It's good that I wasn't too heavy at the time." There was a smile on the corner of Fanyin's mouth.

"It's not heavy now. "The North Underworld Returns.

Fanyin giggled: "It's not heavy now, it's because you haven't carried me anymore, but of course you don't feel it anymore." ”

"I can carry it and try it. "The Northern Underworld.

Fanyin smiled even more: "That's not good. ”

"Why?" asked Bei Ming.

"Because I'm not a boy anymore. ”

Kita meditated for a moment, and then the two of them laughed together. That year, Fanyin was ragged and emaciated, and when Beiming rescued her, they thought she was a boy. At this time, the two remembered the situation when they were young, and laughed happily, forgetting that the two were now embracing each other, and their minds were flawless.

"I don't even know what you're laughing at. Linglong said suddenly.

"Laughing at the two of us when we were kids. Sanskrit replied.

"I don't know, I'm going to hear it. "Linglong Road.

"That's a lot, I can't say enough. Beiming joked and deliberately teased it. Unexpectedly, Linglong was a guy who couldn't help but tease, and instantly became naughty: "Don't tell me, okay." ”

Suddenly, Linglong swooped down from the clouds, and a scream of "ah" came out! Beiming immediately tightened the arm holding her, Fanyin screamed all the way, and then his spirit was uplifted, and Beiming even smiled upward, admiring Linglong's good skills.

"I'm amazing!" Linglong had fun with the two of them, completely spreading the flowers, and unscrupulously freeing up in the sky. I saw Linglong suddenly retract his wings, divide the air and row the night, and the speed descent does not stop, the vast sky is just its playmate, let it squander.

Suddenly, it shook its body and spun rapidly like a wind, the force was like a tornado, Sanskrit couldn't care about it, opened his hands, hugged Beiming, and didn't dare to let go. The world was spinning, and Sanskrit was so happy that she cried and laughed, not knowing what to do.

"Linglong!" Sanskrit couldn't help but cry out. "You're amazing!" burst out laughing.

Listening to the dragon roaring in all directions, inspiring their ambitions, and suddenly with Sanskrit sounds, they rushed into the sky again. "I want a drink!" said Linglong happily. In an instant, Linglong softened his body and unloaded his strength, and fell straight to the ground, the cold wind howled, and the hunting sounded. The Northern Stygian suddenly opened its defenses, blocking the descending wind, and the dragon's downward momentum slowed down.

"Is it cold?" asked Beiming.

"It's not cold. Sanskrit answered.

"This guy doesn't look like a guy when he's happy, and now he's more like a playful kid. Beiming said and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Linglong himself was humming a tune, I don't know how happy he was. ”

"I'd like to hear about it too. Sanskrit Yin also laughed when she heard Beiming say this.

"It probably doesn't have time to talk to us now, and wants to go back to drinking. ”

"Okay, go back and find something good to drink, and you'll meet your confidant this time. Sanskrit smiled at Beiming.

"Half and half. ”

"How?"

"Linglong, this guy pours a little bit, although he likes wine, but he doesn't drink at all. ”

"Really?" Sanskrit laughed, "that other half of my confidant is me." ”

"That's right!" the North Underworld Dao, at this time they could already see the ground clearly, and they were about to land. "Why are you wearing so little today, isn't it cold?" Bei Ming said with concern, trying to protect Sanskrit in his arms.

"I don't," Sanskrit said. She didn't wear the previous military coat of the Ministry of Military Affairs today, like the one on Beiming at this time. For Aunt Xiaofeng's interest, she "deliberately" chose a "military uniform" similar to a skirt.

Because the hem of the skirt is a leather tassel, it is inconvenient for her to wear the usual military pants, so she has to wear a thin pair of boots and pants, and the upper body is also a delicate leather jacket, simple and neat, but not warm.

I thought I was just coming to the New Year's dinner, and it was not cold, but who expected this to come, flying away from the sky, and the heavy snow fell into the city, which was indeed a bit unexpected.

"Aunt Xiaofeng likes this dress, so I wore it. Fanyin whispered, I don't know if Beiming heard it, she knew that Beiming didn't like her in a skirt, she wanted to explain a little, it wasn't she who wanted to dress like this.

"Linglong! there are too many people below, don't dive down like this!" Bei Ming suddenly said loudly, his chest heaving, startling Fanyin, and he also hurriedly looked forward.

At this time, Linglong was about to go to the square in front of the National Shoji Hall, where there were many adults and children, all watching the fireworks and flying snow in the sky, suddenly saw this behemoth, and couldn't help but be a little overwhelmed, some adults protected the children, and some people thought that the divine beast had descended, and was looking at the sky excitedly.

"Oh!" Linglong replied in a daze, and was flying happily, and lazily couldn't care about that much.

Suddenly, Linglong disappeared! Sanskrit Yin and Beiming were lifted into the air and thrown dozens of meters into the sky. Fanyin is no longer leaning on the North Underworld as before, the alert reaction made her instantly open her spiritual power, the silver frost crossed the hair, the feet came to the bare ice, and the two of them landed on the ground with capable hands, a few dodges, hidden in the crowd, no one noticed.

"Hey, Dad, where is the big bird in the sky just now?" asked some of the bold children, asking their parents. "Why is it gone?"

"I don't know, I guess it's gone. ”

"Is that what the pyromancer became?"

"I don't think so. I think it looks like a dragon. "The adults can't answer either. People are looking around.

Fanyin stood beside Bei Ming with a smile, and Linglong had already clinged to her ears at some point. "You guy, you're really temperamental. Sanskrit said.

Linglong flicked her little tail in her ear, rolled around from time to time, turned over, lay on her back on the pinna of Sanskrit Yin, puffed out her round little belly, and said lazily, "Xiaoyin, let's go to the bar, I'm hungry, and I've been flying with you for a long time." ”

"Okay, I'll take you back for something to eat, what do you like to eat?" asked with a smile, Linglong thought "beef!" "Okay, let's go, I'll feed you." ”

"Let's go, Beiming, what are you still standing for? Fanyin took two steps in the direction of the Guozheng Hall, and found that Beiming was still standing in place, looking back.

Bei Ming paused and said, "Okay." Then he followed.

When the two of them fell just now, Bei Ming involuntarily grabbed Fanyin's hand, but after landing, Fanyin talked to Linglong, and didn't feel that he was being pulled by him at all, and now he strode forward with Linglong, and his hand had slipped out of Beiming's palm. Fanyin's hand is very cold, and it has something to do with her spiritual method, but Beiming has never held Fanyin's hand before, and he doesn't know that her temperature can be so low.

In fact, Bei Ming didn't know that since Sanskrit Yin had been guided by Leng Che, the spiritual method had improved a lot, and they were all practiced according to the essential methods suitable for the fifth family, and when they performed the spiritual method, their body temperature would decrease.

Beiming walked on Fanyin's side, clutching his palms, just now he felt that Fanyin's temperature was quite cold, but also found that her hands were very thin and thin, and he could hold her thin fingers without force, and he wanted to hold her a little harder.

But who expected, when he exerted a little force, he found that the finger bones of Sanskrit Yin were so soft, as if they were soft and easy to break, and they were not at all like people who had been practicing spiritual law for many years. He subconsciously let go of his hand, afraid that his grip would hurt her. Sanskrit was having fun with Linglong, not noticing this, holding it loose, and his fingertips flowed away.