Under the cliff is actually a vast area, overgrown with weeds, thorns, strange pines and strange rocks, there is a shallow stream in the middle, but unfortunately because of winter, it has frozen surface.

The wind was bitter and the wind was whining through the canyon. Nighthawk and Su Mei'er endured the cold and hunger, and searched for half an hour before burying Ruyi's bones.

That Su Mei'er was already crying. The physical work of burying corpses and making graves is mainly done by Nighthawks. Nighthawk didn't understand why he was so soft-hearted. He suddenly regretted it, put the position of the owner of the village and didn't sit, ran here in a good way, saved a delicate county lord who didn't know the slightest gratitude, and did hard work along the way.

Su Meier finally knelt in front of the small grave and wiped away her tears. She is not good at crying, and as soon as she stepped on the road with her relatives, she cried a few times. She wasn't going to cry anymore. Does crying solve the problem?

However, when she wiped away the tears, the snowflakes began to fall.

Such an arrogant goose feather snow is the first time since the beginning of winter, and it is particularly powerful. Such heavy snowflakes could almost crush Su Meier's flying fairy bun.

Nighthawk silently unfurled her big robe to shield her from the wind and snow. Su Meier couldn't help but raise her eyes to look up, but she saw that the handsome face that was as perfect as a knife carving was as cold as frost, and her eagle eyes looked at the sky fixedly, not knowing what she was thinking. It was as if what he did was completely unrelated to what he was thinking, and even he himself was indifferent.

But Su Meier still inevitably felt comfortable. Curled up under this wing, with the protection of this eagle wing, it seems that anything can be no longer afraid. Don't be afraid of the Sava National Master chasing after you, don't be afraid of the spread of the war, and don't be afraid that you won't be able to return to the palace.

Oh, she hated him so much, and yet trusted him so much!

"Ruyi, good Ruyi, forgive me for not being able to take you back to China for the time being. But I swear, you're only here temporarily. One day, I will have a good funeral for you. When the time comes, I will definitely reward you well. Ruyi, trust me......"

After Su Mei'er finished speaking, Huo Ran stood up without dragging her feet at all. She once again showed her determination, whether it was sadness, predicament, setbacks, it was over, and she didn't want to reminisce about it.

Life can only look forward and move forward unswervingly.

This is how she unswervingly moved forward and stepped a pair of lotus feet into the thorns.

She lost his protection, and snowflakes fell on her mercilessly. She was still wearing her bridal dress. The big red cloud shoulders, the thin gauze skirt, the incident happened suddenly, even if it was a decent light fur, it was too late to put it on.

Her dress was easily wet under the snowflakes.

Nighthawk could feel her thin, thin shoulders that she couldn't help but shrunk into, and the biting chill seemed more and more unbearable as the twilight wore west.

Nighthawk subconsciously untied his robe, took a few steps forward, and draped it on Su Mei'er's shoulders. Su Meier was slightly stunned, and then rejected disdainfully.

Originally, Nighthawk didn't understand why he suddenly became a great benevolent. But the more she refused, the more angry he became, forced her shoulders to face him, and without saying anything, he personally tied the belt for her and straightened the robe.

At that moment, a strange thought rushed into Su Meier's mind.

A master like Nighthawk is really a talent, if he is there, how will Dongxia be unstable, why be afraid of Xiqiang? Turning back, let the emperor's brother send someone to raze the Nighthawk Village, and he would be regarded as avenging himself. Then, let Nighthawk be loyal to the court, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?