His sleeping face, his tiredness...

A rare fragility outside the excision of the strong.

At this moment, Jiu'er really wanted to know where his tiredness came from...

She slowly raised her head, landed softly on his face, closed her eyes and burrowed into his arms, closed her eyes with a deep sense of self-reproach, but fell into another sadness.

Jiu'er never thought that she would have such a dream, but she naturally seemed to know about it a long time ago.

With the strong and stubborn back of the young man from staggering to firm, all the pain and suffering of the young man in the dream seemed to tear out his heart like Ling Chi, and with the crowning of glory and the increase of status, the distress became more and more intense.

She also never knew that a child would go through so many hardships, and the saddest ones often came from her loved ones.

It's one thing to hear about it, it's another thing to see it with your own eyes.

In particular, that handsome face was the joy she put in her heart, and her anger was even greater, and she longed to whip her body and drink her blood.

I was chilling and shivering.

And in the midst of this extreme anger, the unattainable man who was above the nine heavens suddenly turned his head, how to describe that face...

It's like walking into the ancient style of the second dimension, the handsomeness that should exist in the album.

The gaze that should have penetrated her suddenly had substance, and the four eyes went from unfathomable to inquisitive and curious, and then poured out, and the long hair fell on the neck socket and itched a little, untying the big curtain to envelop her, and it was close at hand, and called her in a low voice: "Jiu'er..."

Mixed with the honey of the dead man, and then wrapped in gentleness, Jiu'er opened his eyes violently, but he looked at Song Jue's slightly lazy eyes, as well as the kiss that tossed and turned at the corners of his lips, and the trembling brought by his bare skin...

Jiu'er was stunned for a moment, and after the absent thoughts returned to their original places, what came to her ears was the sound of horns echoing outside the building.

All the thoughts that flashed in his mind were completely frozen when he touched the white world outside the window, and Jiu'er's eyes widened, only to feel that the dream had not woken up until now.

Song Jue forcibly pulled her head back and kissed the corner of her eye: "Outside the window is more attractive than me?" Well? ”

The last word is combined with the burning heat in the lower abdomen, with a strong sense of demonization, his hair is messy, and the whole person has taken off a serious and cold color, at this moment the shirt is half open, the abdominal muscles are smooth and graceful, and the moment of hooking the lips and squinting eyes is full of romantic slight movements, lazy and sultry.

And last night's fragile childishness.

Jiu'er glared, but at this moment, the peach blossom eyes with affection became coquettish: "Song... Hmm..."

As soon as the numbing voice came out, Jiu'er couldn't wait to bite herself, and finally simply stretched out her hand to hold the burning heat with a cold face: "You are enough!" ”

The original uncertainty turned into affirmation under the heavy body at this time, Jiu'er was uneasy, but when he touched the slightly aggrieved face, the eternal bleak figure in the dream suddenly sounded, and he was distressed, and whispered at the moment: "Can you wait a minute, I want to see the situation outside..."

She didn't know how out of control that gentle and amorous appearance was.

Song Jue's eyes flashed slightly: "Just want to see?" ”

"Hmm."

"It happened at five o'clock in the morning, and then it snowed heavily, and it hasn't stopped for three hours now, and the temperature plummeted to below zero, and the alarm went off for a long time, but you slept deeply."

Jiu'er pursed her lips and looked sideways at the thick quilt covered, "You seem to know everything, and you don't seem to be in a hurry at all." ”

Forever, a pair of Mount Tai collapsed in front of you and still did not change the face of the high force, and it completely coincided with the dream!

Song Jue smiled: "Why be anxious, I already knew..."

Jiu'er was very well-behaved, and didn't ask him why he knew it a long time ago, otherwise Song Jue really didn't know what to say. It's just that in the next words, Song Jue prefers her to ask him why he knows.

She stretched out her hand to hook Song Jue's neck, like a beautiful snake with a poisonous and boneless body, and opened her mouth to spit out the letter: "Song Jue, do you say that there are cultivators in this world?" ”

If this is asked by another person, I am afraid that I will touch her forehead and ask if she is sick.

Song Jue was slightly stunned, but Jiu'er didn't wait for him to answer: "Also, do you say that there is a god in this world?" ”

Song Jue suddenly smiled, evil and arrogant: "Didn't I say it." He leaned over and puffed on the closed lip flap, and then said, "I am." ”

Jiu'er didn't have a chance to ask anything, her breath coefficient was covered by a man, and a burst of coquettish moans is the best aphrodisiac, and she thought in a daze that a long time ago, the man on her body seemed to have said the same thing, but she was damaged by her at that time.

Last night's dream was not so much a dream, Jiu'er believed that it was a foreshadowing, and what surprised her was not the origin of Song Jue, but her attitude of completely accepting this unbelievable thing.

She couldn't even raise the slightest suspicion, and that kind of conviction was a little strange, as if she knew it.

Jiu'er is not a stupid person, otherwise she would not have become the second female in the book, and when she thinks about it at this moment, she takes many unreasonable things about Song Jue too seriously.

It's just that when the words came to her lips, she didn't dare to ask anything...

The more you know, it seems... What do you have to lose?

Confused, she brushed her hands through the broken hair, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and the enthusiastic response naturally made Song Jue turn into a wolf.

Different from the gentle love in the room, everything outside the small building exudes a desperate and cold atmosphere, and the fluttering snow has no intention of stopping, and Feiyang squints.

The survivors stayed at home, but the soldiers in charge of the patrol were killed.

The cotton clothes and hot water bottle velvet hat immediately went into battle, and every defensive table also lit a fire, as long as the person was replaced, he immediately returned to the house to roast the fire.

The people who hit again in the cold winter were caught off guard, but this calm and quiet appearance of only snow gave people a different kind of panic.

Shang Qi was so busy that he even took Su Mo into battle lightly, and the medicine and clothing were fully supplied, but there were no accidental deaths or injuries.

"It looks like it's going to collapse."

The clouds are connected, with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.

Lin Xiaoxiao immediately glanced at Lin Rui: "The crow's mouth is less BB." Although she thought the same thing in her heart.

"I remember when the end of the world came, I was still on the training ground, and it was this eerie calm, and then the acid rain came, followed by the earthquake and tsunami, and the dark clouds in the sky were surging lazily, like a beast that wanted to open its mouth and devour."

It's not the same as it was before the last winter.

One is cold and the other is cold.

The heavy snow at this time has once again pushed human beings to another extreme.

Jiu'er stayed in the house for two days, unlike Su Mo and the others, who were busy with their feet not touching the ground, the heavy atmosphere in these two days was extremely comfortable because of the lovers and partners guarding around them, and they were bland but full of happiness.

Song Jue is cold and unkind, but this temperament is even more curious, and the strong have their own halo, although it is depressing, but they can't help but admire and envy.

Needless to say, Shangguan Yu and the others are absolutely supportive of the existence, that is, Meng Ze Zhongli and others have the heart to ask him for advice, the so-called experts have nothing to do as soon as they make a move, Song Jue has no intention of hiding himself, no matter what the pros and cons of the ability can be at his fingertips.

"The wind system wins with speed, and it will kill with one blow when it catches the door, remember to delay nonsense, and it is suitable for dealing with the high-level in the shadows."

"Fire is a large-area attack ability, suitable for cleaning up debris, and when you have energy, you can launch support, remember not to fight alone, you can use a knife to kill chickens?"

"The Spiritual Department... I don't know why the spirit system is weak, as long as you want, manipulating the high level is not a problem, the biggest benefit of the spirit system is not to limit the lethality with the level, but how ambitious you are. Only you can't think of it, you can't do it without you. ”

"Strength..."

The top voice actor talks with a handsome face that can't close his legs, which makes people feel extraordinarily unsatisfied.

After these words, Zhongli almost bowed and worshipped.

The spirit system is too rare, and the cultivation methods are the same, at least until tonight, Zhongli never knew that the spirit system was not controlled by the rank...

How rebellious is that?

Intuition is impossible, but it is impossible to refute nonsense, and Jiu'er is even more impossible.

No one knows Lian Minghan's horror better than her, that is the ancestor of the spiritual department.

She tilted her head to look at Song Jue, got a gentle touch from the other party, squinted her eyes and asked, "What about the thunder system..."

"Thunder?" He leaned in to "move with his heart, be arrogant, and be mad." ”

At the end of the day, it's good to be happy.

"Really?"

"It wasn't."

"That..."

"Because it's you."

Jiu'er's heart trembled slightly.

When this earthy love talk is said, Zhongli doesn't have a face to look at.

"Enough is enough, let's properly consider the feelings of the single dogs here." After the words fell, Jiu'er said in a low voice, "I don't think there is a cold man in this world, if there is, it's just that he doesn't want to be gentle with you." ”

Song Jue used an alternative way to occupy a place in the hearts of Zhongli and others.

The haze outside the building is still there, but the inside of the building is rare and happy.

The smile on that face came from the bottom of her heart, Tian Tian couldn't help but hook her lips, hugged her chest against the eaves of the wall, but she didn't seem to be able to blend in.

She covered her heart, the heart that had been beating for one person was already dead, and finally turned around with a wry smile and quietly went upstairs.

When the figure disappeared, Jiu'er smiled and scratched Song Jue's palm, got up and followed.

The snow was falling heavily, and the roof that had just been cleared was piled up with ankle-high snow, which creaked as soon as you stepped into it.

"Sister..."Tian Tian turned her head when she heard the voice, and saw that she was slightly surprised, and then smiled sweetly, "Is there anything wrong with me, sister?" ”

"It's okay, can't you find Tiantian?"

The wind and snow added a psychedelic color, and the words were very soft, and Tian Tian immediately waved his hand, "No, sister, I'm just... It's just..."

It's just that I can't say anything.

Jiu'er held her swinging five fingers, her slender knuckles were slightly curled, her hands were cold, Jiu'er wrapped her hands, wanting to cover the warmth, her eyelashes were stained with snow, the cold roots were clear, and she said softly, "I'm thinking about him." ”

"Hmm." Tian Tian suddenly smiled, "It's not worth thinking about it, it seems that I'm used to being alone in a daze, but it's my sister... Are you okay? ”

"Why not, I'm fine, Tiantian doesn't have to worry about me."

The smile is too relaxed, the eyebrows and eyes are too bland, the more normal the appearance, the more heavy it feels.

They are all people who have accompanied them all the way, and Tian Tian and Zhongli's thoughts are the same.

Sometimes I'd rather be hysterical than be as light as stagnant water.