Chapter 179: Two More Heavy Snowfalls

The Zi family and the Ling family, both were busy because the cold brought about the follow-up, and the two were busy because of the death of the Fuzhong.

Murong would never be like two bystanders, not coming out, not showing up, otherwise staying in the room, not saying a word, not giving each other's opinions.

Mo Nianshi has not rested since the snow stopped. Murong decided to see her, so he either stayed until the evening, and sometimes he didn't even see anyone at night. After that, Murong Jue learned from Don't Giggle that the Ling family's situation was not much better than that of the Zi family.

Either he was really glad to say anything, or the Ling family didn't have a lot of vitality at the beginning. The first casualties are still within the acceptable range.

As for more, don't talk about it, or you won't talk to Murong Duel. If you are suspicious, don't hesitate, otherwise Murong will decide to suspect Mo Nianshi by himself, and it is true that Murong will have no choice.

No one can see it, so how can he be suspicious?

Otherwise, in this helplessness, another ten days passed. The weather melted with the snow, and the cold people couldn't bear it.

Murong Jue hid in the room, lit the brazier, and roasted the fire on both sides, thinking about the time when his self-cultivation was still in his prime.

With the aura to protect the body, why do you care about the warmth and cold? It's always the right temperature.

With a sigh, Murong Jue withdrew his hot little hand and turned around and went to the bed. Either it's not that he is afraid that something will happen suddenly, he really wants to get into the quilt.

"Ma'am."

Just thinking about it, the door was suddenly knocked twice, don't make a noise Murong Jue's spirit was two, and he didn't think about it, otherwise he would have opened the door.

When he opened the door, the air conditioner came in, and Murong Jue shivered in the cold, and he was busy closing the door after not entering the house.

"What's wrong?"

"Master, you have made two trips."

Right now?

Although he didn't speak, Murong Jieyang's expression was already very clear.

"Yes, master, please come over as soon as possible."

Murong Jue took a deep breath and wrapped two layers of clothes, and then Murong Jue took the cloak and went out.

It was very cold outside the door, even if he was wrapped in heavy clothes, he couldn't feel comfortable for a moment, not only that, but he also had the urge to run back.

But it was just impulsive, Murong decided to get into the carriage, otherwise he would have held the small hand stove in his arms.

"It's too cold." Murong Jue sighed twice, and his two little hands clutched the small hand stove tightly.

I hope it won't be so cold anymore, it doesn't matter if Mo Nianshi has aura to protect his body, but he can't.

When he got out of the carriage, Murong Jue keenly noticed that the sky had darkened. But thinking that the snow has only stopped for a long time, it shouldn't have fallen again, otherwise I don't care.

Don't take him to the two manors, and after entering the door, you will go to the backyard in two ways.

The small bridge and flowing water are gone, and the river surface is all frozen tightly, but the long corridor with nine curves and eighteen bends, as well as two and two floors of pavilions, is reversed by Murong to look at the people and gods.

Mo Nianshi, what is he doing here?

"Madam, the master is not inside."

Just thinking, don't stop.

Murong decided to look at it, there were two courtyards in front of the line, and he didn't hesitate, otherwise he directly pushed open the door in the middle of the room after entering.

Two heaters came to him, Murong Jue took a deep breath, and quickly abandoned the following cold.

In the room, Mo Nianshi was sitting upright, and when he saw Murong Jue coming in, he bent his eyebrows.

"How does it feel?"

Murong definitely didn't reply to her, and it took a while to calm down.

"Where is this?"

"At Xiayang's residence, the Zi and Ling families are fighting, and I am afraid that it will hurt you, otherwise I won't go back and bring you over."

Murong duel listened to it twice, and the meaning was even stronger.

"It's warm in these rooms."

Although the room was warm, he didn't see the two braziers, and Murong Jue was still holding a small hand stove in his small hands.

"Sit down, I know that you don't have to cultivate for fear and cold, and this is specially prepared for you......"

The two of them had two pairs and two pairs, and a maid brought food, and after closing the door, the room was warm again, and the man wanted to sleep. Murong Jue's head was paused twice, and his eyes slowly closed.

Perhaps seeing that Murong Jieyang was tired, Mo Nianshi's voice gradually lowered.

"When can I leave?" In the silence, Murong Jue suddenly wondered.

“…… There are two more months. ”

Murong Jue only felt two small hands fall on his forehead, and then he was picked up. Looking at the two pairs of deep pupils, he paused, and raised his eating horn.

"What are you doing?"

"Sleep. It's very comfortable here, looking at the sky outside, it should be another or ...... Don't go out at will, freeze yourself or it won't be good. ”

"Got it."

After about half an hour, Murong Jue vaguely heard the sound outside the house, crackling and moving, it didn't look like snow at all. The body opened the door and looked at the line, only to find hail rolling all over the ground. The hail is big and the head is big, otherwise it is the smallest, and it is either the size of a child's fist.

Murong Jue was stunned, how could it be hailing?

No, it's not just hail, it's snowing.

It's just that the snowflakes are caught in the hail, so it doesn't look obvious. But it was only for a moment, and when the hail stopped, the snowflakes became noticeable.

There is no wind, and the snowflakes are sprinkled very beautifully. But Murong Jue knew that behind this beauty, there would be two and two lives.

How long has it been? The impact of the last two snows has not yet fallen, and the two snows have started again. I just hope that this snow can fall two points shorter. Don't do it in the second half of the month like before.

I don't know if it's the other way around, Murong decided to look forward to the snow falling for a short time of two points, but the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no intention of stopping.

In the evening, when Mo Nianshi came back, almost everyone became a snowman. Two stops there, it didn't take long to go underground, otherwise there were two pools of snow water, and Mo Nianshi himself became a soup chicken.

"Are you alright?" Murong was suspicious, took the clothes or approached Mo Nianshi, and after the latter took the change, his expression was also a little stagnant.

"Don't you think...... God is helping you at the door? ”

Murong Jue was a little dazed when he said this, but after thinking about it, he suddenly understood. When she wanted to provoke the two families to turn against each other, there was a sudden heavy snowfall, all kinds of accidents and man-made disasters, and the Zi and Ling families could be said to have reached the point of never dying.

"The porcelain vase ......"

"It's been solved in the next, otherwise if you check it, you will only find out the head of the Zi family."

Murong decides, she will protect her strictly.

"That's fine."

The two of them fell, and there was no Qi, she either said something, or simply stopped.

At night, Murong Jue was awakened by Mo Nianshi's departure, and only after the gate was closed, did he slowly sit up. Mo Nianshi said that he could leave in two months, but he didn't know what kind of small means he used.

The snow was still falling, and the two pairs of unfinished postures looked at Murong Jue couldn't help frowning, but after all, he was still patient.

The crimson two did not appear, and when Murong Jue occasionally thought about it, he felt very strange, so dignified, where did he go?