Ling Xingyue was on the snow on her toes, although she was still holding Lan Keman in her arms, but the footprints were also very shallow, without the slightest appearance of heavy and staggering.

Taking advantage of the fact that the sky was not yet bright, a warm sunlight was slightly revealed, Ling Xingyue jumped to the top of a nearby cedar tree on tiptoe, glanced at it a few times, and confirmed the nearest direction and path of the descent.

Then he hugged Lan Keman, jumped down from the treetops, and ran towards a tiny, almost indistinguishable carriage at the bottom of the mountain, if it weren't for the keen and faint eyes of Ling Xingyue's spirit cat clan, and the help of the demonic flames, no matter what, Ling Xingyue would not have been able to see that far away.

Now it seems that this demon spirit is of great help to the spirit cat clan, Ling Xingyue randomly remembered the words of the ontological prince phantom before it disappeared:

"Ling Xingyue, you have to remember that every night of the full moon in the future, you may have a demonic flame appearing, this is the consequence, you have to learn to control it, ...... it."

Does this mean that every night of the full moon, demons appear and I have no control over them?

Ling Xingyue pondered, her cold eyes rose slightly, the pale blue veins on her neck pulsed faintly, and the lacquered pupils became more faint and deep.

The cold wind of hunting under their feet skipped the clothes of the two people, and the snow mountain was entangled with the few ink pines into wisps of wisps of light whistling sound, the sky was foggy, the clouds were rolling up, I don't know when, the sun had jumped up the mountainside brilliantly, and the bright light reflected the blue man's little face was ruddy and crimson gently, thinking about it, with the nourishment of the blood of the demon spirit, it was also very healthy.

Seeing that she was about to reach the bottom of the mountain, Ling Xingyue's eyebrows lowered, and she looked intently at Lan Keman in the crook of her arm, and the soft hair that fell from her sideburns was blown by the wind, gently fluttering up, and then gently sliding down, crossing Lan Keman's cheeks, Lan Keman frowned slightly as if she had a feeling.

Ling Xingyue's heart was much more stable, it seemed that Man'er should wake up soon, go back and wipe a hot bath again, feed a bowl of ginger soup, it shouldn't be difficult to wake up soon.

Seeing that she was about to go down the mountain, Ling Xingyue took off her own middle coat wrapped around Lan Keman's body, quickly put on her body, and wrapped the close-fitting underwear tightly, leaving only one outer garment tied to Lan Keman's body in the shape of a cloak.

After all, Lan Keman's unmarried little daughter has been missing for many days, and it must be very inappropriate to wear her more private middle clothes again.

But Ling Xingyue was worried that Lan Keman would catch a cold, so she took Lan Keman into her arms and hugged her tighter, while transmitting the heat of this spiritual power, which was endless, and never stopped.

The first to spot the figures of the two was Lan Jing, and his sharp eyes saw that there seemed to be a small red dot like a flame on the mountainside, jumping and running down the mountain.

Lan Jing clearly remembered that before Lan Keman went out, when he came to greet him, he was wearing a Chu Chu red dress, which was very gorgeous and beautiful.

At that time, Chu Lian also said as if instructed:

"A little red in the snow mountain, very beautiful, and easy to find, go to the snow mountain to look for lotus, you must wear bright colors, so that even if you get lost, it is easy to be found by others."

Who knew that Lan Keman was really lost, I don't know if he was lost or covered by an avalanche.

Chu Lian only cried and broke her liver and intestines, although Lan Jing was also sad and anxious and couldn't help herself, but as a man and the head of the family, if she couldn't hold it at this time, it would really be a man in vain.

So Lan Jing has been closing his lips tightly, anxious, but he doesn't say a word, if he speaks, he must be comforting Chu Lian softly, he must be hugging him, and he used his lips that have long been dry and bloodshot to stick to Chu Lian's hair again and again, Chu Lian's forehead, the back of Chu Lian's hand, Chu Lian's palm, carefully and softly comforting again and again, although his heart has been burned, but his face does not show the slightest, and he has always been convinced in his heart:

Man'er! It's sure to be recovered!

But as the days passed, the hope became more and more dim, even if hundreds of people in the three mansions searched for it without sleep, and almost turned over the snowy mountain, Lan Keman still had no news.

There is no news, and the little prince who is said to be extremely important - Ling Xingyue.

So, when the dazzling red of the mountainside appeared in Lan Jing's eyes with great encouragement, the light of ecstasy instantly obscured the day, and Lan Jing only felt a dizziness and darkness in front of him.

When she opened her eyes again, the red was already incomparably closer, and Lan Jing immediately confirmed that it was Lan Keman, and the other person holding her seemed to be the little prince, Ling Xingyue.

Lan Jing said hello and wanted to shout, but his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound anymore, so he patted the little guy next to him, pointed to the red that was getting closer and closer, his expression was excited, tears came out of his eyes, and his fingers were already trembling.

The little guy also turned his face and saw Ling Xingyue and Lan Keman, and as soon as he said hello, he was very happy, and several people at the foot of the mountain were suddenly overjoyed, and they ran vigorously towards the two of them.

In just a few days, Lan Jing's face has aged several years, his temples already have a trace of silver hair, and the smell of wind and frost has appeared next to his originally blazing eyes.

When he found out that the red was Lan Keman and Ling Xingyue, Lan Jing was ecstatic, his throat was tightened, his fingers trembled, and he couldn't even cry out with emotion:

"Man'er! You're finally back! ”

But randomly, Lan Jing found an abnormality, that Ling Xingyue's steps were steady, without a trace of discomfort, but Man'er seemed to be in a bad condition, and it seemed that she was unconscious, a soft and thin arm fell weakly in the crook of Ling Xingyue's arm, looking lifeless.

Lan Jing's heart was beating wildly, his legs were weak, and he couldn't take a step forward.

"Isn't Man'er ......?"

"No...... No...... It can't be, it won't! Absolutely not! ”

"That Ling Xingyue has also been missing for so long, but it doesn't seem to be anything at all! Perhaps, maybe it's just that Man'er is tired and falls asleep......"

"It must be so, my man'er, you must not be fine, you must not be fine! If you have something, how can you let your mother live......"

Lan Jing struggled to calm down, his head was already buzzing, but his legs and feet were already much stronger, so he ran in the direction that everyone greeted.

While running, I prayed strongly in my heart:

"Snow Maiden, please! Please! Please! ”

"Please bless Man'er! Bless her with good health and worry-free! ”

"Snow Maiden, please bless Man'er! Even if Man'er is still alive, our family will not forget your kindness! It must be pious and worshipy, and the incense will not end! ”