Leaving the little mushroom alone to poke in the dark, the next second I heard Du Yuanyuan's snoring, which was really deafening, this guy usually doesn't snore...... Hmph, deliberately pretending to be asleep, unwilling to play with herself, Fluttershy pouts, but finally understands that kissing and hugging is not the key, the focus is on the up and down. The innocent little doll was spoiled like this. After that, there were no words, and the days in the valley were still slow and depressing, but for Du Yuanyuan, time was as irretrievable as an arrow. Every day that passed, Qingye's soul was a little less, and he could be described as a three-pronged approach, one side without word cheats, one side exercising his physique, and the other hand busy with those occult arts. With the gradual deepening of his cultivation level, he deeply felt a sense of the heaviness of the whole body, it turned out that every time he cast the fireball technique, most of the true qi would be consumed, but now the consumption has been significantly reduced, not to mention, it can be restored in a short period of time, and the fireball burning on the fingertips has also become more and more huge and violent, after putting the fireball technique aside for the time being, Xiao Du began to study another technique, Luo Shang Yanyu.

It sounds like a very romantic name, but it's actually a footwork.

This kind of footwork is just like its name, and the cultivator can flicker and flicker, ethereal like a wisp of green smoke, and like a tulle robe, elegant and invisible. Du Yuanyuan's interest was greatly increased, because there was no shortage of good techniques for escaping. Having learned it, you can slip away under the noses of your enemies. But the more useful the metaphysical cultivation requirements, the higher the requirements, Luo Shang Yanyu is very consuming true qi, in the first few exercises, he was tired and his limbs were sore, weak and weak.

In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of November, and the first snow of the winter had fallen in the Shenyin Valley, and the snow had fallen on the mountain valleys, covering a grass and a tree, and the air was cold and lonely, and among the snow-covered trees, a figure was still tirelessly shuttling, and another small figure was poked a few meters away, with a rough cotton hat, staring at him intently.

Daddy, you're gone!

Daddy, I found you again!

The little mushroom shouted in surprise, looking at Du Yuanyuan, who sometimes appeared and sometimes turned into smoke, and the snow fell from the branches, like white cherry blossoms covering the sky. At this time, a bird was still curled up as yesterday, with one paw hidden in its feathers, standing on one leg on the branch, looking down at everything in front of it.

Du Yuanyuan had already discovered it, but he didn't care about it now, Wei Renzhong knew that they would not be able to avoid this life-and-death struggle sooner or later.

Come to think of it, the bad old man has already been prepared. If you obey, you will keep your life, and if you do not obey the command, you will be killed. And what about himself? Don't you want to die? Perhaps, he still has a hand left, a conspiracy that can both kill himself and save himself? Xiao Du is always pondering, but he has no clue.

The last assumption should be the most reliable, and if it weren't, how could the bad old man let it go.

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and he is not afraid at this time, he only hopes to become stronger, stronger, and have a better chance of winning.

After closing his pace, he raised his face to look at the snowflakes falling above his head, and smiled, it will be the Chinese New Year's Eve festival in two months, I am afraid that he will have to spend it in this valley, what about the green night, as soon as he thinks of this name, he feels a faint tingling in his heart, he is not alone, with Fluttershy by his side, the size is a person, but the green night, the green night......

Does he still remember Chinese New Year's Eve, does he remember the fire tree silver flower?

Isn't it, forgot everything. Like a pale shell.

"Daddy, what are you looking at?" The little mushroom ran over and looked up at the sky like him, and the snowflakes fell on the little face that was red from the tender and frozen, and melted one after another.

"Look at the snow." Du said quietly, "Will it snow in the ghost world?" ”

"I don't know." Little Mushroom also knew from Du Yuan's mouth that there was such a place as the ghost world, which was very eerie and terrifying, "Daddy is thinking about Uncle Qingye again." ”

"You're smart." Du Yuanyuan glanced at her, sighed and said, "What do you want, you can't see it, it's better not to think about it." ”

The clothes on his body have added layer after layer, Qingye is a cold-blooded animal, and he always shouts cold and cold when the weather is warm, and now, alas. can only rely on himself, and no one will warm him anymore.

I don't know what happened to Qiantu Baiwei and them, whether Qiantu's injuries are healed, and whether they are still trapped in the puppet world. Since entering the Valley of the Hidden Gods, it has been as if I have been cut off from the world, and time has become so far away and out of reach.

"Daddy." Little Mushroom stretched out his red fluttering little hand and gently tugged at Du Yuan's sleeve, "What's wrong with you." ”

"Nothing." Du Yuanyuan smiled jerkyly, since when has he also become so melancholy, learned to miss, and also learned to be sad, "It's cold." ”

"yes, yes." Mushroom spreads out her palm to catch a snowflake, and softly and obediently says, "But Fluttershy is not cold, Fluttershy has a cotton coat and hat made by her father." ”

"Huh." Du Yuanyuan was a little secret, and said with a bit of force, "It's your honor, even Qingye didn't wear the clothes I sewed." ”

"Then Uncle Qingye's clothes are all made by himself?"

"He's it." Du Yuanyuan sighed and looked at the end of the snow forest, "He is very stinky and beautiful, how can he look at our thick needles and thick threads, his clothes are all cut by famous tailors." ”

"Oh." Shroomie nodded, "Daddy, let's go home, Fluttershy is a little frozen." ”

"Well, okay, go home!"

Two shadows, one tall and one short, passed through the snowy woods, leaving footprints on the ground, and the winter jungle returned to tranquility, and their imprints were soon covered by the newly falling snow, leaving no trace.

Will it snow in the ghost world?

The Land of Eternal Night. The mountains have long been covered by heavy snow. The temperature plummeted, the streets were empty, and even the ghosts were frozen back into their nests.

Here, even the lights are cold. Behind the black veil, it was unclear.

In the darkness of all directions, one side is brightly lit, and the red and black mansion stands peacefully under the night sky, and the walls are piled up with heavy white snow, and the lamp shadow, the candle flame, still exudes a devastating bewitchment.

It's been a long time since I've had a distinguished guest, and the days are really boring. The maid in the house often complains secretly, facing the same face all day long, even if she is as beautiful as a fairy, she is tired of looking at it. It's strange to say, since the last time the master took him out of the house and returned, he seemed to have changed as a different person, the whole person became obedient and quiet, is it because his soul is about to disappear? The blood soup was still prepared for him every day, and he no longer resisted as before, but soaked in it with an expressionless face. It seems that the master's big thing is about to be accomplished. Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the stars in the sky, and it was time again.