Hearing this, Yue Fusang's figure paused, just a slight and imperceptible movement, and soon, he walked away without looking back.

The mirror was behind him, looking at the back of the dusty man, and was silent for a long time.

Now she can only pray that heaven will give preferential treatment to that ill-fated woman one more time.

She is her own savior, and she hopes she will be well. If you can, you don't have to work out for this huge sect and live the life you want. Whether it's crisscrossing rivers and lakes, or secluded in the mountains and forests, you can.

Actually, she's not such a bad person, is she?

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Winter is fast approaching.

The faint sunlight on the horizon can no longer bring warmth, the depressed branches are lonely in the cold wind, and the heavy sky light seems to have a depressing atmosphere of mountain rain coming.

When the first snow falls slowly, the sky has not yet brightened, and the crystal hexagonal snowflakes are inconspicuously rotating arbitrarily in the air, blown by the wind, and some are directly dissolved by the air, turned into water, and fall into the ground, on the eaves, and on the branches.

The maidservants silently carried the tray, walking and surrounding the corridor, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and a completely respectful posture.

Su Kui woke up, the indoor dragon has not been lit, she likes such a natural feeling, in winter, in the cold air, wrapped in warm bedding, she will feel very relieved and calm.

Winter is also her favorite season.

The crimson veil drooped down from the top of the beam, and a well-maintained slender jade hand slowly leaned out of the tent, and the mirror who was waiting outside knelt lightly beside the bed, reaching out to hold the hand that was as warm as the best jade, and was carved from jade. He said in a low voice, "Sect Master, are you awake?" Do you want a slave to wash you? ”

The snow-white hand moved in her palm, and the mirror was clear, and she glanced at the few maids behind her, "Slave maid serve you up." ”

With that, he got up slowly, put the veil on both sides of the bed and hung it, and gently helped the woman with her eyes half-closed.

Su Kui has internal strength to protect her body, and she is not afraid of the cold, even in winter, she still wears a fiery light long skirt. It's just that from the yarn quality, it was changed to cloud brocade.

Spit out the mouthwash, Su Kui slowly raised his eyes and looked out of the open shutters, which were already silver-white. A touch of strangeness crossed her eyes, and soon, she hooked her lips, pulled her embroidered shoes, and walked out briskly.

Jing Xi exclaimed, "Sect Master, it's snowing outside, you can put on another piece of clothing...... Leader ......"

As he spoke, the graceful fiery figure had quickly disappeared outside the door.

The snow crystal did not stain a trace of dust, like cotton wool, floating softly on the ground branches, and under the eaves of the corridor, there were transparent ice edges hanging in rows. She let out a white breath, and the mood came, but luckily she kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot into the snow.

The cold feeling ran down the soles of the feet, and suddenly pierced the limbs, even if there was internal force to protect the body, it was not a complete loss of senses. She shivered with cold, but Lingtai became more and more clear in the cold air, she lifted the gorgeous and complicated long skirt, and a pair of delicate feet like jade fell deep into the cold and snow-white snow.

The creaking sound kept coming out as she walked.

Jing Xi chased out with Da Yu in his arms, and when he saw such a scene, he couldn't cry or laugh, but sighed, "My God, sect leader, it's such a cold day, you be careful of freezing your body, come back quickly!" ”

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