He raised his eyes and looked at her thin back, which was hidden under a thick coat, erasing the outline, but still feeling weak, as if it could disappear at any moment.

Under the long hair that was pulled up, a small piece of snow-white neck was slender, as if it would break if it was pinched.

The back of her neck is beautiful, clean and delicate.

He looked at the back of her neck, his eyes gradually confused, not intentionally, but emotionally, and he stretched out an arm to wrap around her chest from behind, and his hand landed on her collarbone. Then he leaned over and bowed his head, his slightly hot lips resting on the soft, fragrant nape of her neck.

Morning Light shivered violently.

Her violent trembling reaction made him suddenly push his arm, and he jerked over her and pressed her hard against the soft carpet, his hands a little rough. He was half-pressed against her, looking at her, his dark and deep eyes were full of blazing, trembling with complex feelings that even he could not express.

Chenguang lay flat on the carpet, not at all the consciousness of turning into pork on the board, she looked at his eyes, quiet, not struggling, her eyes were dark, flashing light, as if sprinkled with a handful of broken stars, simply shining and moving, not seeing the slightest emotional ups and downs.

Yan Ying doesn't like her calmness, whenever she calms down, she is invulnerable, like a sky that can't be torn apart and can't be broken.

He held her hand, looked at her for a moment, and suddenly lowered his head, buried himself in her smooth and delicate neck, and on the side of her neck, opened his lips and bit her.

Chenguang was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened. It has always been her biting other people's necks, and this is the first time she has been bitten, which is really exciting and exciting.

Yan Ying bit her neck, slightly hard, he actually wanted to bite out the wound, but after hesitating halfway, he finally relented, leaving only a red mark on the snow-white neck, which would disappear after a while.

Chenguang was slightly stunned and touched his neck. She thought that he was probably unhappy, and laughed happily, and she lay down on the carpet and raised her eyebrows, and asked in a slightly mocking tone, slightly defiantly:

"Why don't you bite hard?"

"I don't want to hurt you." He sat up, smiled, and said in a somewhat self-deprecating tone.

"Huh? Really? Chenguang dragged a long voice, touched his neck and sat up, and said with a smile, "I won't be afraid of hurting me when I fold my life for you, and you won't be afraid of hurting me when you give you Xuanli, but you care about this, it's really strange." ”

Yan Ying lowered his eyes, and he smiled.

"I can't help that." He whispered.

Morninglight looked at him, and her reaction was calm, not that his words were justifying himself, nor that it was a ridiculous or ridiculous excuse, nor was it an explanation that could convince her.

She listened to him quietly, there was no wave in her eyes, she looked at him quietly for a while, and whispered:

"It's a pity."

Me and you, it's a pity.

Yan Ying raised his eyes, he looked at her, he stretched out his hand, held her hand again, and then, like when he was a child, parted her fingers with pale fingers, forcibly wrapped around her fingers, and interlocked with her fingers, his eyes were always on the hands of the two of them, and he didn't say a word.

His hands were cold, no longer the hands of a teenager, but the palms of an adult man, with pale skin and slender joints.

The same pallor reminded her of the teenager who had accompanied her in taking care of her.

The boy was him, and he wasn't.

She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips.

……

Finally, the day of divination has come.

In the early morning, after the morning light was over, under Pei Rong's service, she changed into a snow-white robe embroidered with flame patterns and fiery red feathered beasts, and the three thousand green silks like a waterfall were scattered and supple on her body. She put on a pale mask to cover her face, took the small sedan chair sent by Yan Ying to greet her, left Taoyuanzhuang built in the snow valley, and walked all the way to the high place, walking up to the snowy peaks in the east.

The narrow, straight road is crowded with snow, and the oncoming snow wind is like a knife. The mountain road is extremely steep, almost straight up and down, and the slope is very small, making it difficult for ordinary people to climb it. The two sedan chair drivers who are responsible for carrying the sedan chair are about twenty years old, silent as dumb, a dead body, profound mysticism, light work, carrying a soft sedan chair on their shoulders, almost stepping on the snow without a trace.

Si Xueyan replaced Pei Rong by Chenguang's side, she was also dressed in white, and followed the sedan chair. The same snow-white cowhide boots stepped lightly on the snow, leaving no traces. She used to be a martial artist, but now she is extraordinary, Yan Ying took a fancy to the possibility of her bloodline, and she also put a lot of effort into cultivating her.

Si Xueyan is timid by nature, but now that she has learned martial arts, she has some confidence, and she knows that the mysterious power in Chenguang's body will be hers in the future, so she can't help but feel a little proud.

On the way, she secretly glanced at Chenguang several times, and held back her words, Chenguang ignored her, and she didn't dare to say it. Seeing that she was about to reach her destination, she couldn't hold it back, so she suddenly leaned closer, spoke, and said with a smile in a somewhat ostentatious tone:

"Big sister, it's cold in Mingjian Mountain, do you feel uncomfortable in any way? Big sister don't worry, big sister will give me the Xuan Li in a few days, and I will definitely absorb your Xuan Li slowly when the time comes, so as not to make you sad. His Royal Highness King Sakura said, when your Xuan power is sucked away, you will no longer be in pain. The big sister used to take care of her sister like that, and from now on, the younger sister will definitely take good care of the big sister. ”

As she spoke, she smiled timidly at Chenguang, laughing at Chenguang's goosebumps.

Morninglight glanced at her, then looked away.

Si Xueyan's "care" is definitely not a good meaning.

Chenguang didn't accept this provocation, this girl really thought that Yan Ying had given her a good opportunity, Yan Ying just used her as a sieve, first sifting out the impurities for him, so that he could accept the purer Xuan Li in her body. As for Si Xueyan, relying on her own bloodline, if she can make a miracle, it will be the icing on the cake for Yan Ying, if her bloodline can't help her appease the sudden infusion of Xuan Li that causes her body to explode, just a jar, Yan Ying won't feel distressed, anyway, jars are everywhere.

Just because her sisters are more stupid than the other, she has no available people, and the development of Feng Yingguo will be slow, this girl has a good face, no wonder she has been in the palace for so many years, but her status is not as good as a slightly powerful palace maid.

Si Xueyan was triumphant on the side.

Chenguang tilted her head, she didn't want to pay attention to her.

The snow is dazzling.

After walking for an hour, at the steepest point of the snowy peak, they finally reached their destination.

Passing through a snow cave, on the other side of the cave, a naturally formed circular altar extending from the inner cave is stuck in the mountain wall. The altar is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and there is only one exit, the entrance of the snow cave. Far to the west of the altar was another snow-capped peak, and because of the shadow of this snow-capped peak, the altar was covered with a large area of sunlight, and only a straight beam of light shone in from the top of the mountain.