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Qingluan was the first to jump out of the carriage and wrapped his cloak, "Good girl, I finally saw what it means to be white!" The houses in front of him were covered in snow and white with ice crystals, and the people who came and went were wearing white cloaks and hoods.

In short, white everywhere.

Shen Yanmei followed Mei Xue down, looking left and right, she was also coming to Beilu for the first time, looking like a curious baby, "Wow, it's so beautiful." "Snowflakes fly, flowers fall on clothes, palms of hands.

Cold, cold.

It melted away in an instant.

The white dove was the only one of the maidens who did not wear a cloak, and she seemed to be accustomed to the wind and snow, and had little sense of the cold. Qingluan knew that Bai Ge had gone to Dr. An Ying and seemed to have done some kind of experiment to change the physique of his body.

At this time, she opened her hand, and not far away, several snow doves that looked very similar to pigeons immediately spread their wings, flew to her side, and arched her hand affectionately.

The white dove chuckled and gently stroked the snow pigeon's feathers.

"Boom~"

The snow dove let out a comfortable call.

The people of Syracuse who came and went in the post station turned around at this time, looking at the white dove touching the snow pigeon with a surprised expression, and the whole post station was a little quiet for a while. Even the few stewards who were with He Mengyao showed surprise.

The snow pigeons of Syracuse are never close to people.

These snow doves symbolize the peace and immaculate nature of the Syracuse royal family, and the only thing that usually brings the snow doves close to is the high Snow King.

At this point... This girl?!

Qingluan noticed that everyone's expressions were different, and some people had even shown respect and envy, and with a roll of their eyes, it seemed that people who could get close to the snow pigeon must have a very high status in Snow City, well, you can make good use of it!

Thinking about it, Qingluan had already glanced at the white pigeon.

Bai Ge nodded lightly, walked to Su Jiuyue's side with a smile, and gently brushed her fingers over her shoulder, then she lowered her head and said respectfully: "Miss, look." ”

A few snow doves flew and landed on Su Jiuyue's shoulders, and a few obediently spread their wings around her fingers.

Su Jiuyue, who was surprised by the white pigeon's name, was immediately surprised by the snow pigeon who suddenly approached, and reached out and touched the snow pigeon's wings, which were soft and very cold, mixed with some flying snowflakes.

Qingluan's ears moved, and he clearly heard the footsteps approaching not far away, there were dozens of people, and he was really full of energy.

Not... The people of Syracuse?

"These snow pigeons seem to like Miss." Qingluan turned her head slightly, revealing a smile, innocent and bright, brilliant and smart, like an ignorant little girl who didn't understand anything.

Ye Buyan glanced at her obliquely, what tricks did this Qingluan want to do.

"yes." The white pigeon nodded very cooperatively, and his voice was not loud or small, but it also made the crowd on the other side hear, "If it weren't for the blessing of the young lady, I wouldn't have been able to meet these snow pigeons." ”

For a while, the expressions of the people in Snow City who looked at Su Jiuyue changed.

Su Jiuyue, who was surrounded by snow pigeons, looked dazed.

Listen to Suo's voice.

Qingluan turned around nonchalantly, her fingers lightly raised.

The celestial spider silk that was hidden around suddenly appeared, shooting towards the place where the sound came from in an instant.

Su Jiuyue was stunned for a moment, and the snow pigeon beside her seemed to smell danger, and flew up gently, spreading its wings around her. Snowflakes fell, and strips of transparent spider silk slashed through, and it was not real.

Many people in the Haitian Dart Bureau also noticed Qingluan's movements and looked over together.

The spider silk flew back and tied up a ferret that appeared to be wounded.

"Hey, there's a mink?" Qingluan took back the spider silk and carried the ferret with a surprised expression, how could there be a ferret here, "How about eating mink meat tonight!" ”

“...”

“....”

"Can you grill mink?" Ye Buyan reclined beside the carriage, faint petals flew behind him, mixed with snowflakes in the sky, faintly becoming a beautiful and different picture of flowers and snow, at this time he was drinking wine, staring at the ferret in Qingluan's hand with a curious face.

That look...

I look forward to it...

"You... Is it serious? Bai Ge and Shen Yanmei spoke almost at the same time.

"Ready-made food!" Qingluan carried the ferret and motioned for the two to see.

"Qingluan, you can't eat it!" Su Jiuyue made a sound, walked through the snowflake snow pigeon in a few steps, walked in front of Qingluan, and gently hugged the ferret in Qingluan's hand, looking distressed, "It's injured and needs to be bandaged." ”

Qingluan tilted her head and asked unwillingly, "Miss, can't you really eat it?!" ”

Shen Yanmei glared at Qingluan, and the look in her eyes clearly said, "You don't have compassion yet"!

"I can't eat it."

Su Jiuyue shook her head firmly, although she didn't understand why Qingluan and the others called her Miss, but she believed that the guardians Qingluan and the white pigeon must have their reasons. After convincing Qingluan, Su Jiuyue had already taken out gauze from the medicine box she was carrying to bandage the ferret.

Her movements are very light, and her expression is gentle and sweet.

Like a pure and immaculate fairy descending to earth.

Many people in Snow City in the post station lowered their heads slightly at this time, looking at the sweet and gentle girl, their eyes soft.

Qingluan clasped his hands to his chest, and suddenly noticed that a gaze was coming, and he suddenly turned his head sideways, and looked at the magnificent dark blue eyes of the real person on the cold night, the eyes were clear and gorgeous. Through the curtain of the carriage, in the looming eyes, it seems that there are thousands of layers of deep sea, and he can't see his heart.

“？” Qingluan tilted her head, a little puzzled.

This titular master is a real person who seems to be hiding a lot of secrets.

Although her eyes are full now, she still can't see many secrets because of the limitations of her too low strength. You have to find a way to improve her strength, there are too many powerful masters in this high world, and if you are not careful, you may die.

Qingluan herself also understands the gap with these people, after all, she is just an ordinary high-level ability, and her cultivation time is not long, and compared to these immortal cultivators who have been cultivating for hundreds of years and thousands of years, it is still far behind.