Chapter Seventy-Five: Delicacies
There is only one person in this world other than her father who would know so much about her preferences.
There is only one person who is willing to travel thousands of miles to carefully package these delicacies and deliver them to her.
"Gu Xu, how are you doing lately......"
Shi Xiaohan muttered silently in his heart, unconsciously his nose was sour, and his eyes were a little moist.
Gu Xu is now wanted by the imperial court, and the day is precarious.
Not long ago, he was hunted down and forced to the north, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to set foot on the territory of the Great Qi Dynasty again in his lifetime.
However, out of this situation, he still thought about her in his heart.
Earlier he sent the Kungo knife to her.
Now these delicious delicacies are being brought to her.
She didn't know where he was now, or what kind of means he had used to do it without him knowing.
She could only be moved in her heart and quietly prayed for him, hoping that God would shelter him through the difficulties.
Chang Xiao saw that Shi Xiaohan suddenly sat motionless like a statue, so he stepped forward and asked with concern, "Senior Sister Shi, are you okay?" Why did you suddenly skip eating? β
Speaking of this, she paused, and her eyes fell on the sack in front of Shi Xiaohan: "Your family sent you something?" β
"Yes," Shi Xiaohan nodded vigorously, "Seeing what my father sent, I feel a little homesick." β
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Meanwhile.
Gu Xu stood at the foot of the cliff of the Sword Pavilion, holding the astrolabe in his hand, silent.
Despite the distance, he couldn't see what was happening inside the sect with his own eyes.
But with the power of the astrolabe, he could know that Shi Xiaohan was fine, and he also knew that she had received the gift he brought.
The Snow Maiden stood beside him like a statue.
At this moment, she finally knew why Gu Xu had to pack and take away so much delicious food in Jingzhou and Yuzhou City, and carefully preserve it with spells.
It turned out that there were people in the Sword Pavilion who he cared about.
Snow Maiden's heart suddenly swelled with an unprecedented sense of loneliness.
Although Gu Xu was hunted down and killed by the Great Qi Imperial Court, he still belonged to this world and had an inseparable bond with many people.
For example, the few officials she met on the streets of Qingzhou Mansion, such as the disciple of the Sword Pavilion who she had never met.
But Snow Girl is different.
She is detached from the world.
Gu Xu is the only link between her and the world.
Thinking of this, she turned her head and looked at the handsome face of the young man beside her, and wanted to ask what the name of the person on the mountain was, whether it was a man or a woman, what was the relationship with him, whether it was a relative, a friend or a lover, and why he knew so much about the other party's preferences.
But when the words come to the mouth, they can't say it.
As a cursed ghost, she deserves to be eternally alone on the frozen mountain.
The boy next to her was just an accident that broke in front of her.
Borrowing his blood and accompanying him to Kunlun is already a luxurious enough enjoyment.
Perhaps, when all is over, he will return to his original life.
And she will return to the top of Yishan, with the hatred of the past, slowly decaying and slowly dying.
Just as the Snow Girl was in turmoil, Gu Xu suddenly turned his head to look at her: "Let's go." β
The Snow Maiden pondered for a moment and asked softly, "Isn't Childe going up the mountain to see that person with his own eyes?" β
Gu Xu shook his head: "With my current identity, it's better not to see me." β
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That night, Snow Maiden once again felt her instinct stir.
The fragrance on Gu Xu's body became strong again, making her salivate and difficult to control.
Gu Xu changed the "Xianyunju" back to its original size and placed it in a narrow and hidden valley.
Then he took the Snow Maiden and walked into the house.
Like Zhao Yan, the Snow Maiden was also extremely shocked by the thousands of talismans in the house, piled up into a hill.
Although her cold face had always lacked expression, her gaze was unwavering, but it reflected that she was not in a calm mood.
"Miss Lu, there are three people who have walked into this room with me," Gu Xu said with a smile, "You are the most calm among them. β
The Snow Maiden is not human.
But after the trip to Jingzhou, Gu Xu was willing to treat her as a human being.
"I'm ...... The third? β
Snow Maiden's thoughts were a little confused.
She could feel that this house, called "Xianyunju", which Gu Xu used as a storage magic weapon, was an extremely private and important place for him, and only people he trusted and close to could enter.
Gu Xu was willing to trust her, and a faint joy inadvertently sprouted in her heartβan emotion she had never had on the top of Yishan for many years.
But who will those two people in front of them be? Is it his relatives, friends, or lovers? Does it include the Sword Pavilion disciple he was concerned about?
"Or the second." Gu Xu smiled.
Zhao Yan and Xi can be counted as the same person.
It's just that things like time and space travel, past and present lives are long, and it is inconvenient for him to explain to the Snow Girl for a while.
Then, the Snow Maiden thought about it, and once again conjured a small bowl made of ice and snow out of thin air and handed it to Gu Xu.
"I'm going to bother my son again."
Gu Xu slashed through the palm of his hand, allowing the blood to slowly flow into the ice bowl.
The Snow Maiden bit her lip slightly.
The picture in front of her gave her an extremely strong stimulus - no less than a virgin who entered the Teaching Department for the first time and saw a beautiful woman in undressed clothes, and it was like Shi Xiaohan encountering a barbecue stall with a compelling aroma on the street.
If she were a human being, she would probably be swallowing her saliva at this moment.
"Alright."
After the blood filled the small half bowl, Gu Xu handed the ice bowl back to the Snow Maiden's hand.
But the Snow Maiden did not immediately go to eat.
Instead, her gaze stayed on Gu Xu's hand for a long time.
The appearance of the cutlery often affects people's appetite. The same goes for goblins.
Gu Xu's hands are very beautiful, like pleasing works of art.
The blood left on his hands had a different kind of allure to her.
So, driven by instinct, she involuntarily grabbed his hand and carefully licked the blood from his wound with the tip of her tongue, like a lover's intimacy.
His taste is so sweet and mellow.
Her instinct burned with a strong desire to swallow him whole, to become one with him forever and ever.
When Gu Xu's wounds gradually dried up, Xue Nu's rationality finally suppressed her restless appetite again.
She let go of his hand and kept her head down, not daring to look up into his eyes for a moment.
Before Gu Xu could react, she took the ice bowl and ran to another corner of the "Xianyunju" with a smoke, kneeling with her back to Gu Xu, like a sulking cat.
Gu Xu shook his head with a smile and breathed a long sigh of relief.
He was actually so nervous just now, and he was ready to escape with "Qiankun" at any time, for fear that the Snow Girl would lose control for a while, push him to the ground, eat his blood, and eat his flesh.
Fortunately, the Snow Maiden controlled herself.
Recalling the cold, itchy feeling in his palms just now, he silently sighed: This female ghost's tongue is really flexible.