There was heavy snow by the Yao Pond, and snowflakes were all over the sky.

The temperature plummeted, and the sky became dark again.

When Hua Weiyang and Baili Lechuan are on this side of the Yao Pond, romantically building a snowman and kissing sweetly.

Yan Wan quietly came, the dense woods on the other side of Yao Chi.

Yan Wan was dressed in a big hat, with a slender posture and slim posture, walking slowly along the mountain road in the heavy snow.

The forest was covered with thick snow, and her slim figure looked particularly lonely in the snow.

She walked on the snow, leaving a row of striking footprints.

The footprints were soon covered in snow, obscuring all traces of their journey.

Everywhere there is a white expanse, and the snow is dancing, fluttering, and flying all over the sky.

The sound of the wind carried the snowflakes and swept her drape, as if it was about to sweep her away.

Snowflakes fell on her head, shoulders, and dress, like a dancing elf.

After coming into contact with the protective barrier she had set up around her, she vanished.

The weather is cold, the eyes are silvery, and people feel colder and colder.

Yan Wan was in a depressed mood, standing silently on the snow, staring at the thick white snow on the branches.

The snowflakes in the sky, scattered and gathered, fluttering and leisurely, light and whirling, beautiful.

However, at this time, where does Yan Wan have the heart to see the scenery?

She pinched a far-sighted hand, and looked through the branches to the opposite side of the Yao Pond silently.

With divine power, she can clearly see the situation from miles away.

At this time, on the snow in front of Huafu, there are two familiar figures, a man and a woman, who are happily having snowball fights and building snowmen in the snow.

She looked silently and angrily at the two men who were happily building snowmen.

Her dignified and beautiful face gradually distorted with anger, and her eyes became sinister.

Since they returned from the hunt, Baili Lethe has been much colder to her.

The more cold Baili Lechuan was to her, the stronger her hatred for Hua Weiyang became.

The sweet and happy happiness between the couples should have belonged to her Yanwan.

In front of her, they unscrupulously showed affection.

And she, alone, stayed here, watching them happy.

That man should have belonged to her Yan Wan.

Yan Wan stood on the snow, her heart burning with a raging fire of jealousy.

Jealousy was like a knife that stabbed hard into her heart, dripping with blood and pain.

The two opposites hugged each other tightly and kissed sweetly.

Yan Wan's heart was so painful that it almost dripped blood.

Her lips trembled, and she suddenly raised the immortal power in her body to the extreme, and slashed at the big tree in front of her with a wave of her palm.

A flash of light flashed, and the thick branches of the towering tree shook a few times, and with a bang, they broke and collapsed.

The thick snow on the ground, with a "bang", splashed into the air, and then flew down one after another, splashing her body and face with snowflakes.

Her hair, robe, and face were covered with snowflakes, making her originally dignified and beautiful face look a little hideous.

An uncontrollable hatred poured out of her heart, surging and uncontrollable.

Yan Wan burst into tears, looked up to the sky and roared, and roared viciously:

"Hua Weiyang, I must destroy you with my own hands."

"Baili Lethe, you can only be my Yanwan's."

"Kill, kill, I will destroy you all!"

The Heart-devouring Soul Dementor Gu in her body, affected by her emotions, was ready to move, running and shouting at her heart.

Yan Wan's crazy eyes flashed with a strange green light.

At this moment, a tall man in black wearing a ghost mask suddenly appeared behind her strangely.

The ghost-faced man is tall and straight, with black hair like clouds, even if he wears a ghost mask, he can't hide his awe-inspiring domineering and outstanding demeanor.

Under the hideous ghost mask, those grim and cold eyes are staring coldly, like a crazy girl.

He glanced lightly at the opposite side of Yao Chi, the figure of the pair of loving young boys and girls.

The ghost-faced man sneered, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice:

"Even if you are to death, it will not affect anyone else."

Yan Wan felt the powerful, suffocating divine soul pressure behind her.

She turned slowly, her hair disheveled, her eyes frantically looking at the ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man's eyes were dark and disdainful, looking at her crazy and depressed appearance, and said lightly:

"Didn't I give you the Lianxin Pill? Keep the good stuff and don't use it, you're such a stupid woman. ”

"Sometimes, the brain is a good thing, and you should put it to good use."

Yan Wan listened to his words, biting her fragrant lip, and a moving expression appeared on her pretty face.

Her face was horrible with rage, and she roared hoarsely:

"You helped me kill Hua Weiyang, I want her to ...... Die! ”

Ghostface was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing.

He smiled and said:

"I can promise you, but what can you do for me?"

Yan Wan gritted her teeth and said:

"The Fuxiqin you want, I will find a way to bring it to you."

"Is that enough?"

The ghost-faced man's eyes lit up, nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"You give me three days."

"In these three days, you must give the Lianxin Pill to Baili Lechuan to eat."

Yan Wan was silent, however, those beautiful eyes were full of hope......

Hua Weiyang and Baili Lechuan held hands and sweetly returned to Huafu with snowflakes on their heads.

At this time, several large pots of charcoal fire burned in the hall, which were placed in the four corners of the dining table, warm and warm like spring.

At the dinner table, the servants had already set up a sumptuous lunch, steaming hot and fragrant, which made people's mouths water.

As soon as Hua Weiyang entered the door, he smelled a strong aroma of food.

She took Bailichuan's hand and hurriedly ran to the table.

Jingyang Shenjun, Fanfan, Maoqiu, Duanmu Fusu, and Duanmu Yingying were all sitting at the table.

Among the crowd, Yan Wan is the only one missing.

The table is full of dishes, which are dazzling and fragrant, and make people salivate.

A few fish caught in Yaochi in the morning were made into delicacies by the cook and placed on the table one by one.

Braised fish, steamed fish, grilled fish fillet, braised fish fillet, fish balls, fish in sour soup, spicy fish pieces, fish head soup......

The chef made full use of the ingredients and made a total of more than a dozen fish-related dishes.

In addition to this, there are dozens of other dishes, which are very hearty.

In the middle of the dining table is a clay pot, and under the pot is a small pot of charcoal.

A large pot of mutton hot pot is boiling in a clay pot, bubbling and bubbling, exuding an enticing aroma.

The table is full of delicacies, rich in variety, color, flavor and flavor, and you will be hungry at a glance.

Hua Weiyang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling that his stomach was grumbling with hunger, and his saliva flowed all over the ground.

She rubbed her flushed face and cheered happily:

"Wow, there are so many delicious foods, especially, and my favorite fish, thank you, Brother Lethe."

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the two of them with ambiguous expressions.

I saw that they were covered in snowflakes, and their clothes and shoes were wet with melted snow.

Although they look embarrassed, the two look radiant, happy and sweet, overflowing with words.

The whole hall seemed to be infected by their happiness and sweetness, and suddenly became beaming.

Duanmu Fusu and Duanmu Yingying were weak and sat crookedly on the chair very unvividly.

The brother and sister had a chill, nasal congestion, headache, and a low-grade fever.

At this time, the two of them each held a handkerchief in their hands, blowing their noses like a game, with tears in their eyes, difficulty breathing, and a loveless appearance.

Furball diligently guarded Duanmu Yingying's side, holding a cup of hot water, and carefully fed her water.

Duanmu Yingying was weak, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I really want to go out and play in the snow, I want to build a snowman and see the snow."

Maoqiu helped her wipe the same snot and tears as Jieti, and said distressedly:

"Well, when you're well, it's not too late for us to go play in the snow."

Duanmu Yingying blew her nose fiercely, held her head, and said with tears in her eyes:

"This damn wind chill is so uncomfortable."

"Why are you all fine, but I have something to do with the imperial brother?"

"It's not fair, I'm not happy."

Duanmu Fusu's face was pale, his face was sickly, and he said lightly:

"I told you a long time ago that you should practice the Fa diligently and strengthen your body, but you just didn't listen."

Duanmu Yingying pursed her lips and said angrily:

"Aren't you very diligent and practice regularly? Aren't you like me, caught the cold? ”

Duanmu Fusu glared at her, dumbfounded, and speechless for a while.

Jingyang Shenjun and Fan Fan sat together, and the two talked happily.

These two people discuss the matter of cultivating immortals every day, and their relationship is getting closer and closer, to the point of being inseparable.

Jingyang Shenjun carefully scooped a bowl of soup for the rice and placed it in front of her.

There was a spark of happiness in Fanfanmei's eyes, her face was shy, and she wanted to speak.

Jingyang Shenjun looked up and saw Baili Lechuan and Hua Weiyang, holding a fan in his hand, pointing to Baili Lechuan and saying:

"Yo, where are you going crazy? I can really play. ”

"My clothes are wet from the snow, so hurry up and change my clothes and come back to eat."

Baili Lechuan stretched out his hand to help Hua Weiyang pat off the snowflakes on her body, and helped her wipe off the snow on her hair, and instructed:

"You go and change your clothes and be careful of catching a cold."

Hua Weiyang helped Baili Lechuan pat off the snow on his body, and said, "Okay, you go and change your clothes too." ”

The two changed their clothes and returned to the table to sit down, and everyone picked up chopsticks and began to enjoy a hearty lunch.

For a while, only the sound of eating and drinking soup was heard.

Duanmu Fusu glanced at Yan Wan's room, his eyes darkened.

He blew his nose, feeling weak, and asked Gong E, who was waiting beside him:

"You go and invite Miss Yan Wan out for lunch."

Gong E agreed, and walked quickly to Yan Wan's room.

She knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Gong E carefully pushed open the door and leaned in to take a look.

The room was empty, Gong E hurriedly brought the door, returned to Duanmu Fusu's side, bowed down and replied:

"Back to the prince, Miss Yan Wan is not in the room."

Duanmu Fusu's face was flushed at this time, he had a low-grade fever, his breathing was heavy, and his head hurt like a pinprick.

Although they drank the decoction prepared by Bailichuan early in the morning, they were sick like a mountain, and they were sick like a thread.

Contracting the wind chill is not so quick to get better.

Therefore, their plan to return to Liangcheng in the west of the Great Xia Kingdom and catch demons has also been postponed indefinitely.

After all, Duanmu Fusu still really loves Yan Wan.

Although Yan Wan was very ruthless towards him.

However, his concern for her continued unabated.

Sometimes, he also feels that he is very unproductive.

However, emotional matters do not mean that you can let go of them.

Duanmu Fusu sighed, his voice hoarse, and muttered:

"With such a big snowstorm, where will Yan Wan go?"

"She has no relatives and no reason here in Yaochi, so she won't get lost, right?"

Duanmu Fusu looked outside the door and said with a sad face:

"Yan Wan told me early in the morning that she wanted to go out for a walk."

"If it weren't for the cold, soreness, and lightheadedness, I would have gone with her."

"At this time, she should be back soon."

Baili Lechuan looked out the door and did not speak.

Hua Weiyang glanced at Yan Wan's room and didn't speak.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little silent, and everyone was silent, eating their own food.

At this time, the voice of the guards came from outside the hall:

"Miss Yan, you're back, everyone is having lunch, please hurry in."