Chapter 447: I'm Childe, Your Tribulation (1)

The petals that cover the ground are all over the place.

The endless blood-colored mandala was boundless, staining the whole seat red.

Lethe River.

Flowers on the other side.

Huangquan Road.

At the junction of the human world and the underworld, the most stunning girl came from the top of the divine realm.

A pure white and transparent fox fur and crane cloak swayed in the wind, covering all the slender and delicate figures of the girl, and the girl's skin was more and more lined with jade, transparent and fair.

Under the cloak was a layer of light veil, and the girl's perfectly curved jaw was faintly visible.

You can't even see her most beautiful lips.

The girl walked on the ladder leading from the divine realm to the human realm and the underworld.

Step by step, the weak willow comes to the wind.

On the girl's side, the waiter, who was about eleven or twelve years old, supported her heartily, and her voice was gentle and respectful:

"Sister, Lord Mountain God was sick again not long ago, let you heal him."

"Hmm." The light hum without the smell of fireworks came, and the girl bowed lightly.

Extremely shallow, extremely light, like her people, delicate, as if a gust of wind falling from the ground could blow her away.

It's like a dream, and you can't catch it at all.

The girl and the waiter fell into the human realm in a moment.

In front of the Accord, the courtyard is deep.

Outside the window, the spring is cold. The girl looked indifferent in front of the screen window, and did not say a word from beginning to end.

However...... The pair of jade-like fingertips tightened the fox fur crane cloak more and more.

[It's cold. 】

#这个蠢姑娘. No matter how cold it is, don't you even know how to close the window? #

A bush of thorn peach blossoms outside the window of the light screen was blooming, but the girl was a little stupid and forgot about herself at once.

Forget that you are enduring the cold.

#第一祸水 (Lu Shuangyue), how can Jing Taohua be as beautiful as you, stupid to death. #

The young and handsome waiter ran over in a panic, stood on tiptoe, and tightened the cloaklace for the girl who was still in a trance, and then retreated very respectfully, closing the blue screen window for the girl, "Sister, wait a minute, I will go and hand you the hand stove immediately." ”

When he tied the cloak buckle for her, the waiter's face turned red.

But the girl's expression was calm and unimpressed.

A boy who is only eleven or twelve years old, what is the blushing face?

"Okay."

With a sassy look, there was no interest in continuing to appreciate the peach blossoms, and the girl lay lazily on the soft couch of the concubine, her slender and beautiful left hand was slightly curved, and her delicate and clear face was lightly propped up.

The stunningly clear face is still hidden under the fox fur cloak, and it is still through the light veil, which is extremely hazy and dreamy.

The girl seemed to be pondering something.

The clear and clear Xingyue beautiful eyes were scorching and beautiful, but she couldn't see any of her emotions.

The acolyte pushed the door in the next moment again. The cold spring outside the window made the girl a little uncomfortable, she was a slender beauty who was very afraid of the cold, and the waiter immediately closed the pomegranate door and approached the girl.

The girl's delicate face was pillowed between her slender and beautiful arms, and the tip of her perfectly upturned nose was indispensably beautiful between light and shadow.

That kind of girl is like the most ethereal and clear hollow valley orchid in the deep mountains isolated from the mortal dust.

It is like the most unattainable kaolin flower on the top of the mountain, which is extremely beautiful, and it is also ...... Extreme detachment and indifference......

Knowing that the girl was weak, the waiter quickly lit a fire in the room, lit incense, and the fresh and elegant aroma filled the Accord, and the waiter gently and respectfully handed the hand stove to the girl's palm.

"Sister, when will we leave for the Mountain Temple?"