The wind was blowing outside, but it was quiet inside.

"I'll take you back...... Never leave the divine realm again. The man in silver picked up the unconscious Xia Shiyu and prepared to leave the place of right and wrong, he didn't have time, that guy ......

"Look! It's snowing! ”

"It's strange, why is it cold all of a sudden—it's never snowed in this white sea—"

"It's only September, how can there be snow ......?"

The silver-clothed man's body froze, and dozens of vines condensed from the ground of sharp ice and snow crystals surrounded him, and as the man dodged, these ice vines also attacked him like snakes with spikes, but each time they avoided the girl in his arms.

"Put her down, I can let you go—" A clear male voice sounded, like a cold light in a distant galaxy, with the ethereal and cold of eternity, without a trace of lust.

"The wind god descended to earth, is it the one who came to the world to rob women? Jingyi, if the Emperor of Heaven knew about this, what would you do to him? Mu Liangqi stood on top of the ice lotus in a white dress, his waist-length silver hair showed the beauty of blurring gender, but those blue eyes were like swords facing the mortal enemy in front of him.

"You're still here—" Jing Yi hugged Xia Shiyu in his arms, and his intimate movements made Mu Liangqi's watery blue eyes ripple.

"What about you? What are you here to do? Isn't the dignified demon emperor the most disdainful of the hypocritical greed in this world? What have you come to the world all these years for......"

The person Jing Yi hated the most was the Demon Emperor Mu Liangqi, the accusation was in his ears, Xia Shiyu in his arms frowned slightly, and opened his eyes-

"It hurts......" her arm, it just hurts-

"A thousand pigs!"

The moment Jing Yi lowered his head, Mu Liangqi saw the right time, and the ice blade entered through his shoulder, and Xia Shiyu felt that his face was hot, and red blood was splashed.

"Let's go!"

didn't have time to panic, and the next second she was taken away by the man in white-

Jing Yi heard a voice coming from outside the door of the house, and like Mu Liangqi, who had disappeared without a trace, he turned into a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.

When Bai Sushu and the others came back, it was a place of ice and snow, and a little blood stain was like a red plum in the snow, which made everyone mess up, "Where did Shi Yu go!" ”

Yan Ping, the master of the Yan Taoist Temple, frowned even more, "What a heavy demonic ......"

"Grandpa, what's going on?!" Yan Sheng was worried about the whereabouts of the summer rain, but he heard the old viewer staring at the ice vines in the tea room with a slight distraction, and even fell to the ground with the dust, "The ghost you caught before - what did you say was in the song she sang?" ”

Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment and recalled: "Red clothes, green clothes, and the most terrifying thing is white clothes." Does this mean anything? ”

Yan Ping was dumbfounded after hearing this, "Falling snow in white clothes, Mu Shan Liangqi!" It turned out to be ......"

Although Bai Sushu and Mo Mo couldn't understand it, they knew that this old Taoist grandfather must have seen something, and they were worried about their friend's nowhere for a while.

On the other side, the summer rain was taken to an unknown place after the world was spinning.

Crystal lamps, gilt mirrors, a complete set of high-end furniture......

Where is this?

Xia Shiyu didn't have time to sigh, looked at the man in a white robe in front of him, and retreated in fright, "This gentleman, you have something to say......

Mu Liangqi blinked, a little didn't understand where the other party's panic came from, and stretched out his hand to hold her, but in exchange for Xia Shiyu's more frightened cry: "Don't eat me!" I'm not a Tang monk, and it's no good to eat! ”

"Who...... Want to eat you? Mu Liangqi was puzzled, such a sincere rhetorical question made Xia Shiyu regain some reason slightly.

"Don't you really eat me? You...... Aren't you a ghost? "His face is so handsome, and he seems to have died peacefully, unlike the ghost with a knife wound on his face last time.

"It's not."

Xia Shiyu wiped away his tears and looked at his arm again, huh? The wound is gone!

"Did you heal my wounds for me? Are you also a Taoist priest? Excuse me...... I thought—"

"You're hurt?!" The temperature dropped several degrees at once, and Xia Shiyu looked at the other party from top to bottom, staring at Xia Shiyu's smooth arm, and his pupils trembled slightly: "Who did it-"

It's strange that the man's expression has not changed, and even his tone is gentle, only his thin lips are lightly pursed, but Xia Shiyu always feels that he seems to be angry.

"Who hurt you!"

Well, he does...... Angry.