Even though I was tightly blinded by the quilt that night, I could still hear the wind blowing like a drill ear. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And even though I covered the nest tightly, the freezing scene in the house still couldn't be changed, and the cold continued to penetrate me, and soon my upper body was cold. I couldn't help but turn my body several times, trying to warm up my cold body, but I found it extremely difficult. Every time I flipped, it quickly became frozen again. I had to struggle to turn my body again and again, and keep flipping and moving, to get rid of the chill. But in fact, in the middle of the night, I became more and more sober to realize that my efforts did nothing to relieve the invasion of the cold. Moreover, the bitterness of the ice was even more rapid and more ruthless! I was so frozen that I felt the unbearable pain everywhere on my body, I flipped and jumped out of bed with all my might, stepped on the thick rustle and snow that had accumulated under the house, and ran and slipped to the window, swept by the ice wind and slapped my face, my eyes were blown so cold that I couldn't open them, my arms touched the window sash several times, and the soles of my feet slid several times, before finally I finally closed the window tightly and tightly closed it with difficulty. After that, I jumped back on top of the bed again, covered the quilt that wasn't really thick, and curled up tightly again, curled up, and kept spinning back and forth on the top of the bed, rolling and warming my body. When I had exhausted myself, I had calmed down a little, and the majestic sound of the storm outside was ringing in my ears again. I gasped for breath and wrapped my body tightly, still a little cold and caught off guard.

I can guess that at that moment, the Pang City Lord must be full of sadness, he must be depressed, although I don't know where the Pang City Lord is in the long dark night, the wind and snow covered in the heaven and earth.

I was so cold that I couldn't sit still, and I was so cold that I could deeply feel that all the people in the entire huge Guyuan City must be like me, and they were invaded by the cold to the bone. And suddenly, for a moment, I thought of the people of the city, and suddenly I couldn't help but linger with the pull of my thoughts, and I thought about the beautiful city ladies and women in the vast garden of grace in the north. I shuddered!

All of a sudden, I lost consciousness, and my mind was full of the beauties I had seen during the day, frozen purple and purple in the ice and slush. I don't know if they were still in the garden of Hospitality at that time, but I listened intently for a while, but I didn't hear any cries, shouts, cries, or bitter voices from the beauties. I couldn't help but be scared and panicked all of a sudden, and I even felt like I was in a cold sweat. I don't understand, I don't mean it, I don't mean it, I think of the crowd of beauties that might still exist outside the house, I kind of forget my own awareness!

I can't feel my cold, and I can't feel the frost pain all over my body. I felt like I was full of hot and numb, hot and numb, very warm.

Compared to the many city ladies and women who may still be standing in the wind and snow, I am simply very happy. Then I thought of their entire lower legs being soaked in icy water during the day, and I thought of the freezing weather, and I was a little disturbed. I endured the heat and slowly lay down, very quietly on the top of the bed, trying not to move. I heard the roar of a blizzard outside.

I don't even know what the Pang City Lord thought at that time, and I don't know if he can take into account the feelings of the city ladies in the garden. I suddenly felt that the women who followed the Pang City Lord were very bitter.

Out of pity for those city ladies and women, I became very disgusted with the city lord at that time. I thought back to the scene of the many women fighting and killing in the pavilion of the Garden of Hospitality next door, the tragic scene, and the unbearable pictures of those dead and wounded all over the ground appeared in front of my eyes, and the bloody pictures were reproduced, and I thought of the ladies and women of the city standing in the garden behind me, and I suddenly became terrified. I feared that the pavilion where I lived would become a cemetery, a place full of bones, in the early morning of the next day.

The more I thought about it, the more worried I became, the more I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more I thought about it! The lanterns hanging from the top of the porch through the doors and windows outside the house shone red, and I couldn't stay in the house anymore, and I hated that night, and hated it so much.

I was in a hurry, I was extremely flustered, I was wrapped in a quilt and my feet were holding my shoes and hurried to the door of the sleeping room, and as soon as I opened the door of the house, I was blown back by the strong wind, and while retreating, I stepped on the falling snow behind me, and I slipped directly to the ground. The moment I fell on the ground, I was completely conscious because of the hard and loud fall.

I struggled to raise my head, blown by the cold wind of the north, blowing my hair to the roots, I took advantage of the dim red light in the corridor to see the white snow on the northern garden outside the building, the fog and snow were filled, all of them were blowing with the night wind, whining in the corner of the porch outside the door of my sleeping house.

I struggled to support myself, and crawled out of the house without showing any signs of weakness in the face of the cold wind. When my head finally crossed the threshold and looked into the corridor with a large fan outline, I saw that the long corridor was hollow, empty, and the lights were in a trance, shining on the layers of falling snow, which made me feel a kind of emptiness, hollowness, and sadness. I originally thought that in the cold and freezing scene, the city ladies in the vast Garden of Hospitality below were just a reverie, a guess, an assumption, but I did not expect that the scene in the corridor outside indicated that the hundreds of city ladies and women really did not return to the pavilion of the Garden of Grace. Because if so many of them really rushed back to the pavilion in the middle of the night, it would definitely cause violent tremors all over the building, and it would definitely wake me up, but the real scene was not what I expected. Moreover, I don't feel like I've been asleep for a long time, especially since I felt the cold attack on my body, I basically didn't fall asleep.

The moment I thought of it, I was even more puzzled, I guessed that those city ladies and women must still be in the wind and snow, and I thought they were all stupid. (To be continued.) )