Xueling County is the northernmost county in the mainland, and more than half of the territory of the county is mountainous, and the ridge is covered with snow all year round, so it has this name.

Arctic Village is the northernmost populated area in Snowling County.

Xianhuling is located in the northernmost part of Xueling County, legend has it that the north of Xianhuling is the water of the vast North Sea, standing on the shore of the North Sea, you can vaguely see the fairy mountain.

But no one has crossed the Fairy Fox Ridge, and I don't know where such a legend came from.

The cold of Xianhu Ridge is unbearable for ordinary people, even the hunters who live in the Arctic Village can only reach the periphery of Xianhu Ridge at most, and the polar white fox that lives in the legend of Xianhu Ridge is a local hunter, and it is almost never seen.

Luo'er took off the white fox fur on her body and draped it on the body of Zhishu who was frozen with white lips and blue lips, remembering that Wang Jiehuan had entered the fairy fox ridge alone and hunted the white fox for her, and her heart was proud and sour.

Zhishu's eyes refused, but she was so cold that she couldn't even speak, let alone move, so she could only watch Luo'er refuse Yan Hui's undressing, wearing only a plain white jacket, and walking side by side with Yan Hui in front.

Yan Hui knew that Luo'er just looked thin, but in fact, she had internal force to protect her body, and there was no big problem.

When he first met Wang Jiehuan in Arctic Village, he was also dressed in a single coat, and his thick fur coat was draped over his shoulders as the villagers liked.

At the beginning of November, the snow has begun to accumulate in Arctic Village, the snow is just below the ankles, and there are not many pedestrians here.

Dozens of households in Arctic Village are scattered and scattered, so small that you can see the end at a glance, but Luo'er is walking more and more slowly, and even stopped unconsciously several times.

"It's the one in front!" Yan Hui pointed and said.

Luo'er looked ahead, about seven steps away, an ordinary brick and wood house, with a small courtyard enclosed by a wooden fence, as is the case with every house in Arctic Village.

Luo'er felt that her feet should be frozen, otherwise why couldn't she move a step?

Yan Hui looked left and right, and wondered, "Why don't you see You Ji?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the wooden door of the house in front of her opened, and Luo'er panicked and took a step back.

"Youji?" Yan Hui shouted, and Luo'er saw that the person who came out wrapped in a bear was the Eagle Valley disciple You Ji who was ordered to guard Wang Jiehuan here.

"Where's the valley master?" Luo'er was shocked and rushed forward two steps, why did it come out of Youji?

You Ji looked very happy to see Yan Hui: "You guys are here, this ghost place has frozen me to death-"

"Where's the valley master?" Luo'er couldn't wait to ask again, and every movement and every word of You Ji seemed to be deliberately slowed down, grinding her almost crazy.

You Ji was stunned, Luo'er stared at his lips tightly, but waited for an irrelevant sentence: "Young master, why are you wearing so little?" Isn't it cold—"

Before the words fell, You Ji's feet had already left the ground and were grabbed by Luo'er with one hand.

"Where is he?" Luo'er asked slowly.

The weather was too cold, as if the sound was frozen, You Ji looked at the frost on Luo'er's eyelashes, watched her colorless lips open and close, but didn't hear anything.

Luo'er saw that You Ji was stunned and silent, and his heart sank straight down, in a trance, as if snow began to fall between the heavens and the earth, and the cold air enveloped the whole body and penetrated into the bone marrow.

But at this moment, a voice was gentle and slow, and warmth flowed like the sun.

"Luo'er—" That soft call, with a sigh that seemed to be nothing, seemed to be close to the ear, but as if it was far away.

Luo'er unconsciously let go of her hand and let You Ji fall.

Raise your eyes and look at each other suddenly.

By the dark brown wooden door, a man stood there quietly, looking at her quietly, the snow color entered his eyes, turning into soft waves, and his smile was faint, like a fairy, elegant but faint.

He was dressed in a navy blue single robe, and stood there as usual, and there was no room for anything else in Luo'er's eyes.

"You're here." He smiled and held out his hand to her, "Come here!" ”

Luo'er didn't move, she heard the man's call, she wanted to run in front of him as fast as she could, and threw herself into his arms, but her eyes were hazy, and her feet were like a thousand pounds, and she couldn't reach him no matter how hard she tried.

After a clear sigh, Luo'er only felt that her hand was warm, and she was already covered in the palm of her hand.

"Why are you dressed so thinly?" Accompanied by a faint reproach, it was his gentle and caring movements, and there was a gentle traction in his hand, and Luo'er couldn't help but walk forward.

Walking to the door, he stopped and looked at the other five people: "I have a small place here, I can't accommodate many people, Yan Hui stays, the others, go!" ”

Yan Hui took two steps forward, turned around and ordered, "You go to Murowei City and wait." ”

Zhang Yang, Yingzhuan and You Ji are all disciples of the Shadow Department, and they all nodded their heads after listening to Yan Hui's words.

Zhishu saw Luo'er's expression in a trance, and he was a little worried, but there seemed to be an aura on that man's body, who always taught people to be in awe, and did not dare to disobey, so he also followed Zhang Yang and left.

As soon as she took a step, she suddenly felt light, followed by a bone-chilling cold, so cold that she couldn't think at all, but only a moment later, she warmed up again, looked down and saw that she had changed into a black fur coat, Zhang Yang was standing in front of her, wearing only a small jacket, and wrapped the black fur tightly with both hands to prevent the cold wind from pouring into her collar, and the white fox fur that Luo'er gave her was held in the man's hand, shook it gently, and covered Luo'er's body again.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Luo'er, his expression seemed to be gentle, but also as if cold: "I haven't seen you for two years, you have learned to take care of others, why did you forget to take care of yourself?" With that, he took Luo'er in his arms and walked into the house, but he didn't pay any attention to anyone else.

Yan Hui waved his hand to let the others leave, walked to the door, and heard the man's faint command: "You are waiting outside the door, if anyone comes, stop it!" ”

Yan Hui replied in a low voice, and retreated outside the wooden gate with a respectful expression.

There was a hot kang burning in the house, and he pulled Luo'er to sit up.

Luo'er's eyes looked at him for a moment, and she felt that the hand holding her seemed to be about to let go, and Luo'er hurriedly grabbed it with her backhand.

Wang Jiehuan turned his head, raised his other hand, gently brushed away the snowflakes on her hair that were about to melt, and said with a smile: "I'll pour you a cup of hot tea, your body is frozen." ”

Luo'er still refused to let go of his hand, looking up at him with an upturned face and attachment.

Wang Jiehuan sighed softly, sat down beside her, and Luo'er approached his arms softly, buried his face in his chest, and called "Jiehuan" in a low voice.

Wang Jiehuan hugged her with one hand, put the other hand against her back, and used internal force to expel the cold in her body, while reproaching softly: "Why don't you know how to use internal force to keep out the cold?" It's like a child......"

Luo'er listened to his gentle and light voice, felt that his body was gradually warming, and couldn't help but stretch out his arms around his waist, and his heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, so warm that it almost melted away.

Wang Jiehuan's body stiffened slightly, and then hugged her gently, as he had done for more than ten years, he snuggled up to her and was intimate, except for an extra sigh: "Luo'er, you have grown up......"

Luo'er's arms tightened.

"So you're leaving me?" Luo'er's voice came out of his chest sullenly, her posture was like that of a little daughter, but her tone was cold and calm.

Wang Jiehuan was silent for a moment and whispered, "Yes, I have to leave you!" ”