Huang Yue closed her eyes tightly, still holding the golden tassel of the palace flower in one hand, and her dress flew like a light butterfly fluttering its wings.

The raven-blue bangs were lifted by the strong wind.

The waist-length hair, which had always been wrapped in the fox fur cloak, was also brought out of the cloak by the strong wind driven by the charm, and flew in all directions, like seaweed floating in the blue waves.

A crimson red lotus mark appeared on the smooth forehead.

The whole person was caged in a rapidly rotating crimson charm, floating in the void, against the backdrop of a broken wall that was constantly falling and collapsing, like a goddess of the Nine Heavens.

The clouds are gathering rain.

Huang Yue was lying on the snow, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already the beginning of the rising sun.

Squinting slightly, he raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight.

After closing his eyes and stabilizing his mind for a short time, he remembered the danger he had experienced before he fell into a coma.

He sat up violently, and saw the ruins stacked in the distance.

The snow in front of him was covered with a thick layer of jade powder, deep and light white and deep and light gray.

Forehead...... On the first day of cultivation, a jade pagoda was destroyed!

In the future, there will be three pavilions of Wu, Tian, and Xuan, don't all be destroyed by yourself by then!

Huang Yue tried to move her lower joints, slowly stood up from the snow, and walked out of the Guiwen Pavilion enchantment.

Stumbled all the way, stopping and stopping to go to his own Purple Gold Pavilion.

On weekdays, I walked for half an hour to walk in front of the carved door of the Zijin Pavilion.

Raising his trembling hand, he pushed it with all his strength, and he could no longer support his tired and cold body, and he tripped over the jade threshold, and the whole person fell straight down on the snow fox skin on the floor inside the door, and fell asleep.

There is a fox without a heart, for half a month, every day leisurely in addition to eating is sleeping.

If you sleep too much, there will be times when you can't sleep.

Every now and then, it stares at the white carved wooden door with a pair of obsidian fox eyes open.

When you're in a daze, you don't think about anything.

The days when I don't want to do anything, I like it very much, and I think it's a kind of stunned happiness.

Until the early morning of the fifteenth day, the familiar and chaotic footsteps of the stinky girl sounded at the eastern barrier.

The fox's eyes narrowed into a slit and sighed very softly.

Really...... Half an hour later, the stinky girl, looking like a hot dead pig, fainted in front of herself!

Alas...... I don't know if I owe her in my last life!

In this life, since he was born in his mother's womb, only others served him, where did he serve others, and after he was biased against her, he took care of the sick number for three days and two ends.

Obsidian-like pupils flashed a hint of hazy distress.

Then he jumped down from the chaise longituna.

When he landed, he was already standing tall and jade, with a fiery red robe and a room.

Youhu Wuxin squatted down beside Huangyue and carefully checked Huangyue's complexion.

Nanzhu, who was hanging with two fiery red hair ribbons, fell on Huangyue's face.

The two southern pearls, reflected by Huangyue's crimson face, were smeared with a faint layer of crimson.

Suddenly, Youhu unintentionally leaned down, gently lifted Huangyue's neck, and supported her to sit in front of her.

Without looking back, he flicked his sleeves, the door shaft sounded softly, and the white wood carved door slowly closed, isolating the ice and snow outside the door, and the place was desolate.

Inside the door, there was a fox with ten fingers against Huangyue's back, his eyelids drooped slightly, the blood in his eyes surged, and the fiery red gauze robe was windless.

Before long, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Huang Yue's forehead.

There is a fox without a heart, and the momentum is back.

Huangyue had no support, soft like a ball of flying flocculents, paralyzed in Youhu Wuxin's arms.

Youhu Wuxin let out a long breath of air, squinting at the half-dead stinky girl who was paralyzed in his arms.

Said angrily: "When I left, I was half-dead, and I won't see anyone for half a month!" As soon as I came back, I was so half-dead! ”

While angry, he picked up the phoenix moon horizontally, and walked slowly towards the inner room.

Just as he was about to free his hand to pick up the crystal curtain at the door of the inner room, he heard the half-dead stinky girl in his arms snort lowly.

Instantly paused, his body stiffened slightly, and he froze there.

After a few breaths, he seemed to calm down a little.

While continuing to pick up the crystal curtain, he said in a quiet tone: "Master! Master! I know your master! Half-dead, still thinking about your master who hid in the middle of nowhere! ”

Picked up the curtain and entered the inner room, pursed her thin lips like blood, raised her arms high, and made a gesture to slam this stinky girl who was not worrying about her to the warm jade couch.

After sinking a few times, he didn't fall down.

He snorted heavily in his nostrils, and gently put the stinky girl in his arms on the brocade quilt.

Like last time, he lightly untied the white fox fur cloak, except for the deerskin soft boots, pulled a side of the brocade quilt to cover Huangyue, tucked the corners of the quilt, and turned around and walked out of the inner room.

There was a sound of the doorway turning softly, and there was no sound in the outer room.

On the warm jade couch in the inner room, Huangyue opened her eyes faintly, looked at the marigolds embroidered with gold thread on the top of the couch, and looked straight for a while.

I saw a slight noise outside the carved door,