Mo Yu stood in the wind and snow, surrounded by no one, but not deserted.

The onlookers outside the courtyard were still whispering, her five senses were bright, and the sound of chirping naturally penetrated into her ears.

But these noises didn't stop Mo Yu from staring intently at the huge crack under her feet, and she seemed to be able to forget through the ice cave at a glance!

After a long time, Mo Yu's face changed, he took a deep breath, and muttered, "This little blind man really has some ability!"

With Mo Yu's cultivation and the refining process of the Ice Divine Power, although she couldn't really see through the ice cave, she could feel Lin Fan's every move.

At this time, with a brain crash, the strong enemy was wiped out, and Lin Fan, who seemed to be extremely chic, lay on the ground like a dead dog.

The fat man's situation was not much better, he covered his neck and came to Lin Fan's side, the brothers didn't say half a word of nonsense, they lay on the ice in a big shape and began to breathe heavily.

The cold air in the ice cave had long since lost its initial deterrent power to the two of them.

After a long time of greedy breathing, the two of them sat up, only to find an old man half-crouched in place not far in front of them, looking at them with a smile on his face.

The old man was naturally Sun Deqian, in fact, he had already come to the depths of the ice cave as early as when Lin Fan seemed to be a moth to the fire, but he didn't make a move.

His purpose has been revealed, naturally he wants to see what kind of energy the little blind man Lin Fan he values can burst out in a desperate situation.

And Lin Fan's appearance did not disappoint him, he liked Lin Fan's courageous and fearless progress, even if the Xuantie heavy sword had passed through his body. He prefers Lin Fan's brain collapse, but there is no special reason for this, it's just that that scene looks really handsome.

After seeing the person who came, Lin Fan and the fat man let out a turbid breath.

As the elder of the Library Pavilion, Sun Deqian's strength is beyond doubt, and he is here enough to ensure that the two of them are safe enough.

And in the past four years, Lin Fan didn't know how many times he had lunch with Sun Deqian, and the old man in front of him was naturally in the snow-covered door, except for Ye Ningshuang and the fat man beside him, he was the most familiar and kindest person.

So, when he wanted to speak, he began to grin when the words came to his lips.

Sun Deqian smiled kindly, but his eyes revealed an unprecedented essence and said, "Don't move, I'll take you back to the sect." ”

The fat man suddenly had a warm current flowing slowly in his heart.

The family was extremely cold to the fat man at this time, but it was the snow-covered door that he chose to escape from the famine, giving him friendship and the love of his elders.

Lin Fan didn't reluctantly speak, his hands were tightly covering his wounds, as if he felt safe, but he closed his eyes and fainted with a flick of his fingers.

Sun Deqian looked at the fat man and asked, "Can you go by yourself?"

The fat man nodded heavily and said, "Elder, the disciple has recovered some strength. ”

After finishing speaking, Sun Deqian took out a rag out of nowhere, wrapped it around Lin Fan's waist, and bandaged it simply, and then put Lin Fan on his shoulder and strode forward.

The fat man followed closely, looking at the reflection of Sun Deqian carrying Lin Fan on the cold ice, and inexplicably felt that Sun Deqian, who didn't look tall on weekdays, was extremely tall today.

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When you open and close your eyes, it's a day.

If his eyes are not open, but only closed, he is Lin Fan.

On the snow-covered mountains, today's weather is exceptionally sunny, and the silver and white of the place seem to rise under the scorching sun, wisps of mist that are imperceptible to the naked eye, unconsciously adding to the mystery of the snow-covered mountains.

Pushing open the door, Ye Ningshuang, whose face was completely inversely proportional to today's weather, picked up the broom.

The broomsticks danced wildly under her hands, and from time to time the courtyard was covered with silver, and after a moment it fell silent again.

After clearing the snow in the courtyard, Ye Ningshuang still walked into the stove that Lin Fan had set up in the courtyard a few years ago with a calm face, and began to make a fire to cook.

The work of making a fire and cooking, Ye Ningshuang is already extremely unfamiliar, even if Lin Fan goes down the mountain, she has already prepared cooked food, or semi-finished products, all she has to do is simple processing, and it can be completed.

Now that Lin Fan said before that the three-day deadline for going down the mountain was early, although the person came back, he lay in bed and was in a coma for two days and nights.

Although this coma was not because of the severity of Lin Fan's injuries, but because the medicine brought by the elder of Wanshu Pavilion was too precious and guided, Lin Fan didn't wake up, and Ye Ningshuang couldn't laugh after all.

Pick up the iron pot, sprinkle in the millet, stir well with an iron spoon, Ye Ningshuang's mechanical porridge appearance looks as if he has some deep hatred for this pot of porridge.

But this deep hatred was quickly transferred, the wooden door of the small courtyard was pushed open, and the fat man with a big head and a thick neck cautiously poked out half of his head, and when he saw the cold senior sister, he immediately changed to a flattering smile.

It's just that Ye Ningshuang has obviously been immune to this kind of livestock harmless smile in the past two days, and she said coldly: "Get out!"

In the face of such rude talk, the Ren family would not complain at all, but walked into the hospital in a hurry.

As early as after Lin Fan was carried back to the mountain by Sun Deqian, he had never seen Ye Ningshuang have any good face towards him.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Ye Ningshuang.

For Ye Ningshuang, Lin Fan is an orphan she picked up since she was a child, not to mention that the two depend on each other, but they have also lived together for several years, and their feelings are naturally very deep, and because Lin Fan was picked up by her, Ye Ningshuang always has the illusion that she pulls Lin Fan with a handful of and urine.

And if this illusion is to be said deeper, it is similar to motherhood, and motherhood is naturally the temperament of the world's most calf-protecting child.

Lin Fan returned from a serious injury and was unconscious, Ye Ningshuang should have attributed all the responsibility to Lin Fan's fox friend and dog friend, the fat man Ren Jiahui, so how could he give him any good face.

Although Ren Jiahui didn't know the profound truth of this, he did feel guilty, of course, he could stand the ice cube face of this leaf condensation, and hurriedly said: "Senior sister, my cooking skills are good." ”

Of course, Senior Sister Ye Ningshuang's answer was still the same as always: "Get out!"

The Ren family will feel a little embarrassed, he just wants to see Lin Fan, but he hasn't entered the courtyard hut for two days, if he wants to play martial arts, he will definitely not be able to beat Ye Ningshuang, Wen, Ye Ningshuang will definitely say the two words that his ears are calloused.

Just when there was no choice but to do anything, there was a crisp sound in the room, as if something had fallen.

Ye Ningshuang almost rushed to the room with a brisk stride, but she didn't forget to say: "Boil porridge, don't enter!"

The helpless fat man shook his head, listened to a crisp sound from the door, picked up the iron spoon, looked at the millet porridge in the pot and sighed lightly: "Blind, blind, if you marry in the future, I don't even dare to step on the threshold of your family." ”

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In the room of the greenhouse, Lin Fan locked his eyes, and in a daze, he touched the candlestick next to the bed and knocked it over.

Ye Ningshuang rushed to the side of the bed, stroked Lin Fan's forehead with her jade hand, and an anxious voice that had been rare in these years sounded: "How is it?"

Lin Fan subconsciously touched his ribs, and was surprised that the wound seemed to have healed, except for feeling a little itchy, he didn't even touch the scab.

I couldn't help but say, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

But as soon as the words fell, he was stunned, this voice was Ye Ningshuang's voice, and he returned to the snow gate.

Ye Ningshuang saw his stunned expression, thinking that it was a pain in the wound, and said seriously: "Is it really okay?"

Lin Fan wanted to say that it was okay, but Ye Ningshuang directly grabbed his wrist, and a warm current traveled through Lin Fan's body in an instant.

After Ye Ningshuang put down her wrist, she was sure that Lin Fan's body had recovered to normal, so she let out a sullen breath, although she knew that Lin Fan would not have any major incidents, but Lin Fan would not wake up for a day, she would always be worried.

Now, Lin Fan is sure that there is no problem, her breath can be regarded as exhaling the turbid qi that has been held in her heart for the past two days, and the whole person suddenly feels a lot more comfortable.

The knock on the door also sounded at this time, and the fat man holding a pot of porridge shouted like a shopkeeper: "Millet porridge is good!"

When Lin Fan heard the fat man's voice, he grinned, but he didn't know that if his face could kill people, the fat man had died thousands of times in the past two days.

But Lin Fan's awakening obviously made Ye Ningshuang feel good, and she finally stopped saying, "Get out." Instead, he said, "There are pickles in the cellar, and they are all the same." ”

When the fat man heard this, he shouted hello, turned around and rushed to the cellar.

When he came back, his right foot had just crossed the threshold, and he subconsciously stiffened, and his outstretched leg fell slowly and unconsciously, without a sound.

The dawn shines through the carved window, scattered in the neat room, reflecting half of Ye Ningshuang's cheeks, as if coated with a layer of brilliance.

The senior sister of the snow-covered mountain, who is known for being cold as frost, is holding a steaming millet porridge in her left hand at this time, holding a porcelain spoon in her right hand, puffing out her cheeks, and gently blowing the porridge in the spoon.

Her facial expression was still a little cold, and it was a little awkward to make such a tender movement, but the look in her eyes couldn't deceive the fat man.

The fat man could see a kind of concentration in her star-like eyes, and this concentration itself had nothing to do with the word tenderness, but when she looked at the little blind man intently, Yiqiē was not only in the word tenderness, but much higher than these two words.

The fat man couldn't describe the feeling in his heart, he just wanted to be quiet and not disturb the picture.

It's just that some people are blind after all, and they can't see what is most superficial, but what is extremely important to him.

Lin Fan, who had no heart and lungs, drank a mouthful of porridge under Ye Ningshuang's care, and then sighed in an extremely indecent way and shouted, "It's delicious." ”

Ye Ningshuang smiled, did not make a sound, slightly stunned, but very beautiful.

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