"I'm fine, I'm just ......"

Qing Wei looked at Feng Jiu's worried expression and paused, wanting to search for words in his mind that could cope with the past and prove that he was strong.

But the peach blossom in her heart has withered, how can she be strong so that she will not be seen to be hurt?

Pieces of goose feather snow fell on the shoulders of the two people, and on the hair, the snow gradually melted, revealing a little bit of pink and white, like a little peach powder blooming on Qingqiu Mountain.

She squinted, as if in the midst of such a scene, she heard the laughter of the three children like silver bells.

Chase me and make trouble.

She was the most naughty, stealing the radish planted by the green elder, and happily ran in front of the chase, and the elder glared at him with his beard out and made threatening words.

The little lotus-like feet stepped over the soft mud, stepped over the hard ridges, and fell down.

The white radish in her hand mischievously flipped a few times and walked away from her, and finally fell into the river and passed.

She looked at the white radish that was fading away, and then at the knee that had been grazed by the stone.

The loss and hurt made her cry.

In the midst of the peach peach, bewitching peach, a young man in a blue robe walked in front of her, and the white jade soft boots were as clean as the bright moon falling into his eyes.

He extended his hand to her, embraced her, and said:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

……

When she looked back, the peach blossoms flew away in an instant, and when she entered the eyes again, the jade feather eyebrows, the peach-eyed man was no longer there, and what was in front of her was real, touchable, a flame.

He hugged her tightly, like fireflies flying from the well in the night, bringing a glimmer of moonlight.

In his deep, warm voice, he said firmly:

"Wei'er, I'm here."

……

For a moment, the bitterness that was finally blocked in his heart, as the sourness in the corners of his eyes filled the air, Qing Wei looked at the green silk lying in his ear, and looked at the scene behind him for a moment.

Looking at the bright red warmth in the snowy Kunlun.

She said, "Phoenix, can you hold me all the time, it's cold." ”

The colder the winter day, the more you need a little warmth from the sun, even if it is a glimmer, it can become a force to like it.

When the phoenix dove heard this, the narrow phoenix eyes were overflowing with delightful gilding, outlining a shallow smile and hugging it tightly.

He said, "Okay." ”

……

……

If you hug it like this until the end, even if Kunlun is burned by the flames, even if the fairy tree withers from then on,

And he will also,

Stay with her.

……

……

However, it doesn't end there......

At the moment when the two hugged each other tightly, the big tiger on the side howled hard, one voice was louder than the other, causing the phoenix dove to frown frequently.

"-Damn!"

Before he cast a spell to fix the big tiger, who expected that in the snow of the thousands of mountains, a woman came, dressed in a smoky robe and a pale moon vine robe.

Under the bun, some green silk was picked up and pulled simply, and the rest hung down on the neck, which looked moving.

She swept over the two people present with a light smile, bowed slightly, and her posture was elegant and gentle.

"Ah Kui has seen my sister."

If every good thing has more or less flaws, then the existence of Qingkui is to make all her flaws regrets......

Feng Gu could feel that Qing Wei's body was obviously stiff, like a hard stone, and he turned his face stiffly and pulled out a smile: "Ah Kui......"

Qing Kui nodded, this time she came, and her eyes obviously didn't linger on the phoenix dove for a minute.

She brushed the fluffy piping cloak on her body and said with a smile: "Sister is here to break the enchantment strongly?" ”