On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, the snow is drifting like a flocculent.

Qin Xi felt as if he had returned to the vast artemisia, with no purpose, not knowing where to go, just walking around.

The swampy mud that once felt cold was gradually stopped from feeling cold, and his steps were no longer as gentle as before, as if he was about to sink into it at any time, and stay here like those whispering spirits.

Every now and then, he would stab himself with the Wind Thunder Demon Qi so as not to really fall into it.

If he wants to go back and return to the world, he still has a fragile and scattered cloud in the palm of his hand. Fate is like a swamp in Artemisia, full of traps, he once ran wildly towards her, but now he can only move forward persistently and slowly.

But he couldn't find his way back, maybe there should be a voice calling to him, he listened attentively, and gradually, the voice really came.

"This is a fragrance charm, which can attract all kinds of fragrances, and it changes once every two hours. ”

She's busy with her craftsman's work, and it's good, and she can never be idle.

Soon, another condensed and annoying voice sounded, it was Shen Jun: "I want to buy one, can I quote a price?"

went to Ji Yuan and came to Shen Jun again, the Shen Buping who was very good in her mouth.

She was very generous, and she was too generous: "No, this one is for you." ”

Settle everything with herself, and give it generously to Shen Buping, it seems that she really thinks Shen Buping is good, and immediately began to ask the scholar's ambiguous questions: "Shen Buping, do you have anyone you like?"

Shen Jun didn't fight for half a moment: "Yes." ”

"What does it look like, what kind of personality does it have, and why do you like it?"

Shen Jun's voice became very gentle, and Qin Xi even felt greasy: "It looks very beautiful, and it is forgotten when you see it." The character is innocent and lovable. She has always treated me differently, and I like her straightforwardness. ”

Listen to what these words are? The others are still lying here, the soul is still walking in the artemisia, and listening to such disgusting love words, Qin Xi feels that he is really going to fall.

She finally asked something she wouldn't have asked before: "Who is it? Do I know each other?"

"Acquaintance, her name is Lin ......"

Qin Xi suddenly opened his eyes.

The glass vase on the flower stand suddenly smashed to the ground, interrupting Shen Jun's words. Because this little senior sister asked Delisuo, he also subconsciously replied Delisuo, but after all, he had never confided in anyone, and he was not used to confiding, so he felt a trace of confusion very rarely, so he only got up and said, "Senior brother is going to do evening class." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen nodded neatly: "Okay, you can go." ”

She wrote down the word "eight" in the notebook more neatly, she knew it, and her surname was Lin, only her, it turned out that Shen Buping liked the eighth.

After finishing the scholar's business, Ling Fox Zhenzhen wrung the hot handkerchief to wipe the face of Qin Yuanxi, who was asleep on the bed, as a few days ago.

He slept for several days in a row, sometimes his brows were furrowed, sometimes he slept soundly, and the Purple Pole Monarch came to see him, but he couldn't figure out what was going on, so he could only sigh and leave.

But now Fox Zhenzhen is in a hurry and has a way.

Ever since she had completely released all her thoughts that day, she felt like her eyebrows had opened her eyes, and she could often condense thoughts that were completely different from those of the past. It was also this kind of thought that bumped into Jiang Shu at the beginning, she thought it was a flying blade, but as soon as it touched her, it seemed to plunge into a boundless sea of knowledge, and there was a little red light flashing in the vast sea water, and with a light touch, the uncle left.

It's a bit mysterious, but Qin Yuanxi can't wake up, she wants to go to his sea to see what happened.

After wiping her face, Ling Fox Zhenzhen just got up, and suddenly saw a dark cloud-like figure in the corner, although she couldn't see the outline of her facial features clearly, she knew that he was looking at her quietly.

"Qin Yuanxi?" she called and subconsciously walked towards him.

He didn't seem to be able to speak, only held out his hand to her.

Qin Xi felt like a dream again, he saw Ling Hu Zhenzhen wiping his face for himself on the bed, and he also rubbed his face twice. This made him somewhat amused, and Fang wanted to get closer, but she had already spotted him.

There was no fear, no surprise, she seemed to see the most ordinary him, called "Qin Yuanxi", and walked towards him.

There are flowers coming out of the cracks in the stones at the bottom of her heart, tenacious and immortal, as if she suddenly had countless courages, Qin Xi wanted to touch her head like this, but when her hand stretched out, there was only a swirling demonic aura and cold air.

He suddenly withdrew his hand and took a few steps back, causing the fox to press closer, and the thin, white hand reached out to him.

Qin Xi stopped retreating, she was already close in front of her, and the moment she held his hands, she trembled slightly.

As if holding an extremely cold and creepy mist, the fox Zhenzhen shivered, and the next moment she felt the black mist lingering, and the cloud-like figure opened its arms and hugged her gently.

Not only the meridians, but also the soul seemed to be stabbed, which made Fox Zhenzhen shiver again, obviously it was a breath that froze her brain, but it inexplicably made her feel familiar.

She had vaguely slept in the dead cold, and someone had dragged her out of her sleep.

"Qin Yuanxi, you are really that drought. Ling Fox Zhenzhen tightened her arms, "I'm not afraid now." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell to the ground.

It was another continuous high fever, and the cold in Artemisia was really terrible, and she didn't want to stay for a moment.

Why did she have to look inside for half a year? If the two don't owe each other, wouldn't it be better to forget each other? Now that they are entangled again, sooner or later she will not be able to leave him like before, and she will have Qin Yuanxi in her eyes.

In between high fevers, she occasionally dreams in which she sits in a small valley full of flowers, opposite a small clear pond.

Someone was talking to her, and the voice was very gentle: There is Middle-earth in the Great Wilderness, and I hope you enjoy it here.

She should like it, but she doesn't like it because of the blue mountains and blue waters. For Ling Fox Zhenzhen, mountains are just mountains, and water is just water, and it is because of the people around them that they will shine with a strange and brilliant brilliance.

The high fever did not go away, she seemed to be sweating a lot, and she could often detect that someone unbuttoned her clothes to wipe herself, while wiping, while whispering and delirious, she explained: "Little senior sister, junior brother didn't look at it, let alone touch it." ”

What kind of superfluous behavior is this? Only Qin Yuanxi will come to this set, she has already discovered that he is probably a little distorted, but fortunately, she is a little senior sister and doesn't care about him.

When the fox finally opened her eyes, there was water vapor in front of her, and the vertical lattice window opened a crack, and occasionally snow flakes came in through the gap, turning into water droplets in an instant.

The water in the pool was a cloudy milky white, and she couldn't see the movement at the bottom, but she could still feel her feet being entangled.

A pair of arms wrapped around her behind her, and Qin Yuanxi went down to the soup pool with her for the third time.

The soaked thin clothes were clinging to her body, and the supernatant ring in her right ear was being gently kissed, Qin Yuanxi kissed her and asked her quietly: "Why didn't the little senior sister jump this time?"

That's because, of course...... She didn't have the strength to jump.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen blinked, water droplets rolled down her wet eyelashes, his hand caressed her, held her cheek, opened his mouth to bite her slender neck, and in a moment bit out a bright red mark.

He seemed to be quite satisfied, rubbed it carefully for a long time, and then put his palm on her forehead to test it, while saying, "It seems that you still have a fever, you have been burning for two days." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen looked at the completely unfamiliar soup pool with a distracted look, and only asked, "What is this place? Are you okay?"

Qin Xi brushed aside her long wet hair, scooped water and poured water on the bright red mark on her neck: "Senior brother, what can I do except not know the way?" I don't know where this is, but when I saw that the soup pool was good, I left it." ”

She took a breath: "You left Shen Buping and the fourth child alone?"

It's Shen Buping again, I really hate this name, and I hate it even more when it comes out of her mouth, Qin Xi said lightly: "They are not three-year-old children who need to be taken care of all the time, how can a first-line monk be so fragile." ”

Without waiting for her to speak, he hugged her tightly: "Don't mention others, ask the junior brother, the junior brother is in a bad mood, you ask the reason." ”