When Huang Qing woke up, he found that it was late at night, and the surroundings were silent, and a hazy cold glow poured down from the sky, making the deep valley like a layer of miserable fog, adding a bit of coldness and horror.

Huang Qing, on the other hand, was lying in a deep valley with a terrible headache.

Huang Qing rubbed his temples, trying to remember what had happened, how could he lie in this deep valley inexplicably.

Helpless, Huang Qing had a terrible headache, and couldn't think of anything, only vaguely remembered that he seemed to be looking for someone, thinking of this person, Huang Qing's heart was shocked.

Damn——, who he was looking for, Huang Qing couldn't remember clearly, Huang Qing only felt that this person was very important to him, Huang Qing felt like he had lost his soul when he thought about it, and he was uncomfortable!

If you can't remember, just think about it slowly, and get up first and see what the hell this place is.

Huang Qing rubbed his swollen head again, reached out and pulled out the fallen leaves covering his body, ready to stand up.

Huang Qing's outstretched hand only made his scalp tingle, and even his arms trembled slightly.

To say that Huang Qing was born in a general, has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and fought with zombies during the day, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, what else can scare Huang Qing like this.

But Huang Qing was really frightened this time, a cold touch came from Huang Qing's fingertips, only so cold that Huang Qing's body trembled, Huang Qing felt that he was touching the back of a person's hand, and touched a person's fingertips.

This man's fingertips were cold, as cold as ice cubes and exuding gusts of cold.

Oh my god——,

Huang Qing resisted the urge to scream, and the touch from Huang Qing's fingertips was that there was a dead man lying on the pile of fallen leaves.

In order to confirm his touch, Huang Qing instinctively reached out to the top of the cold arm.

Huang Qing touched a slender little shoulder, a cool green silk like a waterfall.

Oh my God——, this is a girl.

Huang Qing's hand stopped on the girl's cool and smooth green silk, her mind was blank, and she lay like a wooden chicken.

At this time, the spirit jade in Huang Qing's hand suddenly burst out with a light like a colorful glow, and suddenly illuminated the pile of fallen leaves very clearly.

With the light of the spirit jade, Huang Qing turned his head to look at the cold body.

Half of his small body was exposed in the pile of fallen leaves, his small body was wearing plain white and soft clothes, his face was to the left, his long black hair covered his entire face, and a slender jade arm stretched out from his plain white sleeves, which was weakly spread on top of the fallen leaves.

Seeing this pale but jade-like arm, Huang Qing guessed that the person who was lying with him and died in the pile of fallen leaves was a young girl.

And the dead girl's body was close to Huang Qing, and Huang Qing's hand was resting on the green silk hanging behind the girl.

Huang Qing was lying motionless like a wood carving, this is a dream, it must be a dream, how could I be here, how could I be here! I also met such strange people and things, no ——, this is a dream, I want to wake up quickly.

Topaz's brain was as heavy and numb as lead, and he lost his thoughts for a moment.

Suddenly, the light of the spirit jade hit Huang Qing's head like a bolt of lightning, Huang Qing only felt that those heavy things like lead were shattered all at once, his consciousness recovered, and Huang Qing suddenly came to his senses.

Dust-free ——!

It's dust-free——。

Lying in the pile of fallen leaves is the dustless little fairy who was seriously injured in order to save Huang Qing's mother and son.

Tears instantly welled up from Huang Qing's eyes, Huang Qing slowly got up, knelt down in front of Wuchen's body, and gently pulled out the fallen leaves covering Wuchen's body.

Wuchen fell asleep like a water lily, only to see his lips closed, willow eyebrows slightly locked, and something seemed to flicker slightly on his long and curly eyelashes, which were not tears, but ice crystals.

"Dustless——, dustless——, what's wrong with you." Huang Qing grabbed Wuchen's two cold little hands and held them tightly, tears falling like rain.

The helpless dustless little body was cold and stiff, it seemed to be made of ice, and it didn't react to Huang Qing's call at all.

"No——, dustless, you're a fairy, you won't die, you said you're a fairy, you won't die, right, dustless sister.

Don't scare me, don't scare me, dustless ——, dustless sister——。 Huang Qing saw that Wuchen's body was getting more and more icy, and his heart was like a knife.

In the midst of life and death, it doesn't matter what dustless is a practicing saint, and what men and women don't kiss!

Huang Qing was sad but hugged Wuchen's little body and hugged it tightly in his arms.

While crying, he said, "Wuchen, it's so cold here, are you frozen?"

Don't be afraid, with me, I'm your brother Huang Qing, I'm brother Huang Qing, wake up, wake up!

You said that we have to bear the blessings and misfortunes together, and we have to bear life and death together, how can you leave me alone and leave me alone.

I'll pass on the heat of my body to you now, and you'll wake up soon, right? Huang Qing hugged Xiao Wuchen's body tightly and muttered to himself, tears falling like rain.

"Be bold, quickly put down the dustless body, the dustless is the Lingshan fairy descending to earth, and it can't be on a blind date with mortal skin.

Quickly put down the body of the dustless sister, otherwise, not only will you not be able to save the dustless, but will harm the dustless. ”

Huang Qing was holding Wuchen sadly, and suddenly heard a Yanen children's voice next to him, Yanen's children's voice was particularly crisp in the deep valley of the night, although the voice was Yannen, but it was very sophisticated in speaking.

Who is it, it is now the third watch, how can a child appear in this sparsely populated valley late at night, is it something that the hell is not possible.

Huang Qing couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the child's voice, and immediately looked sideways, and at some point, a child about seven years old appeared next to the pile of fallen leaves, staring at Huang Qing with his eyes intently, but Huang Qing didn't notice it at all, this was really unbelievable.