Chapter 140: Discord and Separation

Zhao Fushuang's face was already blue from the cold, but her eyes were unusually moist and clear, and she said in a proper manner: "Here, someone called me, I heard it, he was telling me to take medicine." ”

Yi Huang looked at Zhao Fushuang's hands, she was referring to the stone house, "What kind of medicine to take?" ”

Zhao Fushuang shook his head: "I don't know." ”

His heart sank, didn't he stay at the window for too long, the cold air entered his body, and he hallucinated?

This tearful realm is not only dangerous, but also full of weirdness, which can disturb people's minds and cause people to go crazy.

At this moment, the stone houses all over the mountains and the tall bamboo poles standing in the cold snow all reveal weirdness and coldness.

This place is very similar to the cemetery of the people of the previous era recorded in ancient books.

At this moment, whether Zhao Fushuang drank too much or was disturbed by something, he shouldn't stay here for a long time.

"Come back with me."

Yi Huang landed on her shoulder with one hand, flew up with the person, and disappeared on the second floor of the bamboo house.

Inside the bamboo house, Xiao Fu asked, "Who is that person?" ”

Zheng Jianing was stunned and said: "Judging from the posture, it looks like a mountain master." "That man's cold temperament is like a bamboo, and few people can imitate it.

The third prince frowned and said: "When I first entered Mayfly Mountain, I was fortunate to be taken care of by the mountain master, and I was indeed the mountain master. ”

It is not an exaggeration for the third prince to see the mountain lord in the Yun family, but everyone looked at Zheng Jianing in surprise: "How do you know?" ”

Zheng Jianing said: "This is a long story, when I secretly ambushed Zhao Fushuang in the Junwu Continent, I was touched by the old man of the mountain owner, and I was beaten when I turned around. ”

Hearing this, Yun admonished: "It is rumored that the mountain lord values love and righteousness, Miss Zhao has a special identity, and she should take care of one or two, which is also Miss Zhao's creation." ”

Yun Xuchuan snorted coldly: "In terms of creation, she is not better than anyone else's creation, but she is crazy all day long, and no matter how good the background is given to her, it is useless." ”

After Yi Huang brought Zhao Fushuang into the second floor, he subconsciously wanted to use mana to probe her body, but he remembered that the relationship between the two was not suitable now.

Finally his fingertips landed on her wrists, and the tentacles were cold.

His eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at her pulse, except for the cold entering his body, it was no problem, and his past injuries were completely healed.

Over there, Yukun teased, "So polite? I remember how you used purification on her. ”

Yi Huang ignored him.

Zhao Fushuang stood stunned, looking at Yi Huang in front of him, as if he had only seen the black satin on his eyes at this moment,

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Zhao Fushuang reached out and pulled the black silk on Yi Huang's eyes.

"Don't move." Yi Huang reached out to block it.

Zhao Fu's feet were unsteady, and he shook forward, just sending his hand into Yi Huang's hand.

Both of them froze, Yi Huang let go of his hand instantly, Zhao Fushuang glanced at his hand blankly, and then stretched it out, "Still." ”

"What do you want?"

Zhao Fushuang: "Your hand." ”

"......" Yi Huang pursed his lips: "There is a difference between men and women!" ”

It was intended to remind her that the two had agreed to reconcile and separate.

How do you know that Zhao Fu's eyes look clear, but she can't listen to his words, her hands have been resting in the air, and of course there is some childishness: "My hands are cold, your hands are hot." ”

Inexplicably, Yi Huang didn't come anywhere, "You know that it's cold and you still sit by the window all night?" ”

It's obviously not her fault, but in the end, she had to bear all the infamy, and was even kicked off the table!

It's all because her mouth is so bad!

How did you develop such a character with teeth and claws?!

"Cold, cold all over." She stubbornly repeated.

Zhao Fushuang's state today is not right, he also feels something, she looks unusually low.

As soon as he thought of this, Yi Huang softened his voice: "If you don't want to go down, just here, wait until the wine wakes up." ”

How do you know that Zhao Fu doesn't enter the oil and salt, she is standing pretty, and she is holding out her hand and waiting for him to lead.

"Don't make a fuss, go find a place to sit." Yi Huang finally cast two warm spells on her, but she still stood and waved her hand to resist: "If you don't want a spell, you want your hand." ”

Yi Huang: "......"

Over there, Yukun held back a smile, "Can you drop a piece of meat if you pull it?" If you don't come, I'll come. ”

Zhao Fushuang finally looked at Yukun, thought for a moment, and really walked towards Yukun.

Yi Huang's eyebrows jumped fiercely.

Yukun raised his eyebrows and teased: "You'd better not come, otherwise I'll have to worry about whether to take you or not, lead, it's not suitable for your man to be here, don't lead, don't send it to the door, only the iron heart can do it"

Before Yu Kun finished speaking, he saw Zhao Fushuang leaning over his chess game, kicking the table in front of him, and then walking towards Yi Huang as if nothing happened.

Yukun: "......" Hey!

Lao Hei: "......" thinks a little too much.

Yi Huang: Although ...... laughed a little out of place at the moment, he still couldn't control the corners of his mouth.

This girl is not a good stubble in her bones!

Yi Huang no longer paid attention to Zhao Fushuang, who turned back to him, and only meditated in one place to heal his injuries.

It is impossible to warm her hands with your hands.

Although he and she are husband and wife, they have never held hands in real time, and she is drunk and ignorant of the world at the moment, and she is afraid of making trouble when she wakes up.

Yi Huang settled for an hour, and his body recovered a lot because of the discomfort caused by tears.

It can be said that he settled down in this tearful realm and got twice the result with half the effort.

When Yi Huang was sober, his divine sense swept over.

“……”

Okay, Zhao Fushuang didn't make any noise or make a fuss, and still maintained the posture of standing and stretching out his hand before he meditated.

Yukun couldn't hold back his laughter when he watched the play.

Lao Hei still sleeps steadily.

He thought that he would ignore her, and that she would go to sleep by herself, and that she was no different from being in the cave.

Maybe Black's advice was right, don't let her get drunk.

Lao Hei, who was lying lazily on the side, couldn't stand it anymore: "It's like this when she's drunk, there's no reason to talk about it, just find a place to bury her." ”

Yi Huang stood up with cold eyes, "Zhao Fushuang, do you know what you're doing?" ”

Zhao Fushuang actually nodded, "I know, I want to hold hands." ”

Yi Huang: "Discord and separation? ”

Zhao Fushuang looked at him ignorantly and shook his head, "Don't leave." ”

Yi Huang was not angry: "Backtracking? ”

Unexpectedly, the more cold he became, the closer she became, and told him categorically, "Husband, don't get along." ”

Yi Huang's heart suddenly felt a little weightless.

Her husband's name is correct and round, and her big eyes are innocent and determined.

It was a seriousness she had never felt when she called these two words in the past.

Even Lao Hei looked up, "Zhao Fushuang, are you sick?" ”

Zhao Fu looked sideways, word by word: "Old black, get out!" ”

Then he stretched out his foot, kicked Lao Hei away, and looked at Yi Lian innocently.

Yukun: "......" Can he be proud that she didn't kick him?

I don't know what else to say when she's messing around!

Yi Huang's immobilization technique fell on her body, and Zhao Fushuang couldn't move anymore.

But a pair of fox eyes were instantly full of grievances.

Grievances!

If you can't sell the innocent, who can't buy it!

Yi Huang threw Zhao Fushuang with a pestle beside him into the corner, but he didn't forget to cover her with a thick cloak.

(End of chapter)