Zhao Fushuang was so decadent, with a posture of who is close to who will die, everyone is busy with Princess Yuelai, and they can only whisper, not daring to approach her.

Zheng Jianing came up a few times, but Zhao Fushuang did not respond.

In the end, Sui Mirage sealed all the windows, and everyone let her drink by herself, but she couldn't run out.

After three pots of wine, Zhao Fushuang felt that she was a little dizzy, looking out the window, full of wind and snow.

In a trance, she seemed to have entered a blood-red world, and her eyes were full of blood.

There is liquid dripping in the ears and falling into some kind of container, and this ticking sound is like a heart-piercing sound, tearing every inch of people's body is painful, especially the neck.

Countless demon-distorted faces brushed through her mind again and again at a speed of light.

She hated it in her bones, desperately trying to remember every face, but in vain.

"Miss Zhao."

"Miss Zhao, wake up."

In the midst of a call, Zhao Fushuang opened his eyes suddenly.

The dark eyes are endless fear.

When her blood-red eyes turned to the snowy sky outside the window, the fear slowly receded, and she looked around blankly.

Outside the cold bamboo house, the wind was raging, and the snow was flying in the wind.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, and she didn't know how she had fallen asleep.

In short, in the dream, there were disturbances, bloody killings, countless unknown faces through the ages, and unforgettable grief passed through the heart.

When I woke up, I seemed to be in a chaos, and I didn't remember anything in my dreams, only the endless sadness lingered.

I don't know when, the wind outside the window howls, the snow is raging, the stone mounds are lined up, the lonely bamboo guards, the red lanterns sway lonely in the wind, and the bleakness seems to be able to soak into human bones.

Zhao Fushuang went from cold to heart, no matter how tight he curled up, he couldn't expel the dead loneliness and loneliness from the depths of his soul.

Ning Shuang hesitated, took out a cloak from the space container and draped it over Zhao Fushuang's body.

Feeling the warmth, Zhao Fushuang raised his eyes in a trance, and then saw the frost that called himself.

As soon as he saw Ning Shuang, Zhao Fushuang subconsciously grabbed Ning Shuang's hand, and his throat was torn when he spoke, "Can you."

Can you go find him?

She wants to die now!

She thinks about the smell of bamboo on him!

Before the words were finished, Zhao Fushuang suddenly sobered up.

She always thought that she was at ease, she had endured three hundred years of cold and warmth, knew how to protect herself, and was ready to retreat at any time, since when did she treat him to such an extent!

This shouldn't be her!

When he saw Zhao Fushuang's pale and colorless cheeks and red eyes, Ning Shuang was stunned, and his steps took half a step back before he stabilized.

It's just a sleep, why does she have the illusion that someone has drained her energy?

Frost: "You, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhao Fushuang couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart, and he said hoarsely for a long time: "It's nothing." ”

Ning Shuang glanced at the people on the first floor, hesitated for a moment, and chose to transmit the voice: "There are some things that I can't say conveniently, but a lot of things have happened outside these days. ”

"Shi Zu was attacked by the Tear Realm when he entered and exited the Tear Realm, and then fought with Tu Ji Ancestor and killed Tu Ji Ancestor and Hongying Shi Zu, and in the end he himself was seriously injured."

"The last four ancestors were jealous and joined forces to blame, and it was the Taishi Ancestor who was far away in the upper realm who came forward to quell this chaos."

"In the end, my master's position as the law enforcement elder was vacated, and the master was punished in the inner wall of the cave for a hundred years, a hundred years, which means that his foundation on this mountain will be completely removed."

"Master Ancestor has always avoided the world, do you know why he would rather die this time than back down?"

"He just wanted to kill the red ancestor, although I don't know what happened between you, but I know that when it comes to your safety, the ancestor has never backed down."

She watched upstairs as Zhao Fushuang returned in despair.

There are some things she has some guesses, but she doesn't dare to say them because of her identity.

But she didn't want to sit idly by, either.

Zhao Fushuang looked out the window and closed his eyes!

He didn't want her to send it to the door.

No matter how much he does, who is he showing it to?

It's just to comfort himself!

Hong Ying said again: "Master."

"Needless to say, thank you for your kindness, but he probably doesn't need you to say so much for him."

Ning Shuang pursed her lips and spoke again after a long time: "I have lived in this tearful realm all the year round, and there is a guess, do you want to hear it?" ”

Zhao Fushuang was in no mood to listen to speculation, but he responded dispensably, "I don't want to hear about him." ”

Ning Shuang pursed her lips: "If I say that my ancestor is very likely to like you, do you believe it?" ”

Zhao Fushuang was stunned, and looked at Ning Shuang with some absurdity.

He himself said that he didn't like her, and she didn't think he had to lie.

However, she didn't think that Ningshuang, who had always been cautious in her words and deeds, would be open to words.

Ning Shuang looked at the raging wind and snow outside the window, and added in a daze: "I should like it very much, I like it very much!" ”

Zhao Fushuang: "......"

"You come with me."

Frost turned and went upstairs.

Zhao Fushuang was stunned for a moment and followed.

Going up to the second floor, Ning Shuang turned to look at Zhao Fushuang, "I want to use you for an experiment, can you allow it?" ”

Zhao Fushuang was at a loss: "What test?" ”

"I recorded it with a photo bead when you drank until you woke up, and I want to send someone to give it to my ancestor."

Zhao Fushuang thought it was some kind of experiment, and laughed at himself a little: "Don't worry, as long as you don't send my head over, he shouldn't care." ”

Ning Shuang shook his head: "No, there will be a reaction, the ancestor will be distressed, it will be very distressed, very distressed." ”

Zhao Fushuang: "......"

He felt sorry for her?

Except for the obvious mood when she wanted to sleep with her, she couldn't feel his so-called distress at other times.

Zhao Fushuang responded indifferently: "Send it." ”

She wondered why Frost was so sure.

After the frost faction left with a lingering bead, he stood at the window and did not move, as if waiting for something.

Zhao Fushuang randomly found a corner to sit down.

His eyes stared blankly out of the window and he didn't speak again.

Just one hour later, Ning Shuang suddenly pointed out the window, and said in an excited voice: "Look. ”

Zhao Fushuang came back to his senses when he heard it.

But I saw that the sky outside was suddenly overpowered, and the endless black clouds in the sky rolled and roared, and the terrible wind rolled from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, a violent storm broke out in the already gloomy sky, and gusts of wind swept the blizzard and completely buried the world outside the bamboo house.

There is no bamboo forest, no stone monument.

She believed that anyone with low cultivation would dare to enter, only afraid that there would be no bones left in an instant.

Zhao Fushuang got up in a daze and came to Ning Shuang's side: "What's going on with the weather here?" ”

She also discovered early that although it had been snowing outside the bamboo house, there were many situations.

Sometimes the snow is gentle and gentle, sometimes it is cold and wild, and sometimes it is raging with the cloudy wind, and it is even more rare to see a time when it is about to swallow everything.

Such a strange weather seems to make people's emotions fall into despair, and Zhao Fushuang especially finds it difficult to breathe.

Her heart was very depressed, but looking back, Ning Shuang seemed to be very calm.

Ning Shuang turned his head to look at Zhao Fushuang, his voice was gentle, and his eyes were shining, "For an hour, the ancestor should take a look at the pearl." ”

"It's rare for a master to have such a big emotional fluctuation, but every fluctuation is about you, how can he not care about you."

The more Zhao Fushuang listened, the more confused he became: "What do you mean?" ”

(End of chapter)