Fang Xu had a dream.

He knew very well that it was just a dream.

It feels like the soul is separated from the **, floating in the air without weight and looking down, like this snowflake in the sky.

He saw himself holding a black wooden box in one hand, as if he was forever wearing a mask, and walked through a deep corridor with an indifferent face, without squinting, and did not even look at the blossoming plum blossoms on both sides of the corridor that were still piled with snow.

It's very cold in winter, and his whole person blends in well with the cold.

Ruthless, ruthless, and a perfect killer.

He had walked through this corridor countless times, and with his eyes closed, he could find the quiet courtyard in the depths of the corridor.

The small courtyard is very quiet, there is a sound of falling snow, and a thin and slender figure sits under the corridor in the courtyard to boil tea and enjoy the snow.

The man's hand was almost the same color as the snow in the courtyard.

The hands are very beautiful, the wrist bones are slender, the fingers are slender, and the bone joints are slightly buckled on the handle of a white porcelain teapot.

The man was lazily nestled in a snow-white fox fur, looking like a gentle and powerless scholar of the Shi clan.

At the very least, the person's appearance is too deceptive.

However, he did not dare to slack off, he knew how terrible this seemingly gentle and harmless man was in his bones, and his slender and slender hands were stained with countless blood, and he would take the lives of his enemies before he knew it.

Decisive killing.

Faintly smiling, killing gods.

Now he is making tea under the porch with great interest.

He stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and there was a hint of deference in his indifference.

"Childe. ”

The man raised his eyelids faintly and glanced at him, motioning for him to come in.

He held the black wooden box in both hands instead, and half-bowed into the courtyard gate.

The pace was urgent, but silent.

He got to the table, put down the box, and stood aside.

The man didn't open the box to inspect it, but pushed it aside and hung it aside.

"Well done. ”

The water simmering on the small terracotta stove boiled and tumbled, and the white mist drifted into the cold air, blending with the vast white snow.

The man smiled and handed over a cup of hot tea, which was served in a white porcelain cup, giving off a pleasant aroma.

He bowed his head and took it respectfully, his cold fingertips warmed by ironing.

The man also picked up a white porcelain cup, exhaled a ball of white gas, and his voice was clear and soft, "You have been tired for several days, how about giving you a few days off?"

He was stunned, put down the teacup in his hand, and knelt down on one knee silently, "Subordinates don't need to rest." ”

The man held the teacup for a long time and didn't speak, the whole person curled up in the fox fur, which made the face look particularly good, and a ruthless killer like him couldn't help but look at it twice.

He couldn't figure out what Childe meant, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart, as if he was disobedient to Childe's will.

Fortunately, the man quickly came back to his senses, and said after a moment of silence: "Ah, in that case, if there is something you can do, then you can go to Fuzhou for me." ”

He lowered his head, "Childe has a life, and he will never give up." ”

The man lowered his head and took a sip of the tea in his hand, looking tired, and waved his hand to let him down.

He stood up, bowed respectfully, and retreated to the courtyard gate.

When he stepped out of the courtyard door, he inadvertently glanced back, and the man's gaze fell lightly on the courtyard, and seemed to look far away through this small courtyard.

He turned his head without pausing for half a minute, and faintly, he heard him

The latter man's knuckles tapped the table at will, and chanted with a beat:

"The snow is clear and sweet, and the well springs are boiled and fried with their own tea stoves. If you don't care about anything anymore, you won't live in the world for a hundred years in vain. ”

The voice was low and tired, and there was a bleak slaughter inexplicably, slowly hovering in the heavy snow of this winter day.

When Shuhua opened her eyes, the worry on Mu Feibai's face didn't have time to stop.

Seeing her wake up, Mu Fei's white eyes lit up and shone in the slightly dim candlelight.

The look in his eyes was worried and gentle.

"Shuhua, you're awake!"

The last picture in the dream appeared in Shuhua's mind, and she opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she only hummed faintly.

When Mu Feibai woke up, Shuhua was still in a coma, lying directly on the cold ground, frowning slightly, which made him feel distressed.

Mu Feibai picked up Shuhua without thinking, and gently took Shuhua into his arms and leaned on his shoulder, although this action was a bit intimate, but other than that, he had no other way to go beyond it.

Seeing her wake up, he helped her sit up and quickly let go of his hand, with a little caution.

"How's it going? Feel better?"

"Hmm. ”

Shuhua's expression remained unchanged after waking up, and it was still the kind of cold and frosty he was familiar with.

The two sat opposite each other, speechless for a while.

Just sitting like this, several thoughts flashed through Mu Feibai's mind at an inopportune time.

He didn't know what was in that nightmare of Shuhua, maybe it had nothing to do with him at all.

But she was the only one in his nightmare.

I was able to wake up so early, but because I liked her, this mood was also very strong in my dreams.

However, that's pretty good, isn't it?

After being silent for a long time, Shuhua suddenly spoke, "Monty Python." ”

Mu Feibai didn't even think about it, he understood what she meant, like an instinctive reaction that had accumulated over time, "I don't know where I ran, it was gone when I woke up." ”

"Those people. ”

"Oh, they've all fainted, that Fang Sect Master is there. ”

He raised his chin to signal, Shuhua glanced at it casually, and saw Fang Xu leaning against a pillar with his eyes tightly closed, his expression was cold and solemn, he didn't know what he dreamed of, and there were people all over the place around him, all of them were asleep with their eyes tightly closed.

The most bizarre was Mencius Kun, who curled up under the kneeling figure candlestick with his eyes closed, with a misty smile on his face and a suspicious liquid at the corner of his mouth.

Shuhua looked away after a glance, as if she couldn't help but wake him up with a whip if she looked at it more.

Mu Feibai obviously also saw Meng Zikun who was grinning and smirking, he didn't care much about what happened to these people, he just glanced at it casually before, and didn't notice Meng Zikun...... He looked at the man's smiling face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Is this a dream of something delicious? Or is it a dream of something good? Being caught by a nightmare and still laughing so happily, is it because he dreamed that he found the treasure of the phantom flower and swallowed it alone?

The more I think about it, the more likely it becomes.

This man is truly an amazing being.

I don't know if the disdain in Mu Feibai's eyes is too obvious, but in the next second, Meng Zikun trembled, and he was about to wake up with his eyes open.

Mu Feibai: "......"

He had a little foot under his feet, and he only had time to turn his back to him.

When Meng Zikun woke up, he saw a cold back standing in front of him.

Meng Zikun: "???"

Meng Zikun tried to say something, but Mu Feibai didn't have time to pay attention to him, and he saw something that made him creepy at this time.

There was a large mouth of blood basin hanging above Fang Xu's head, two long fangs shining in the candlelight, and he was about to bite off Fang Xu's head when he opened his mouth

Go.

The giant python climbed back to the top of the temple and lurked at some point, and after they woke up, they quietly climbed down the pillar and prepared to bite, which was also too terrifying!

didn't have time to think about it, Mu Feibai quickly pulled out Yan Hui's sword and stabbed it, a light blue silver light followed closely around the sword light, in Mu Feibai's afterglow, Shuhua reacted quickly and pulled out the snow whip to follow, and the two of them worked together to repel the giant python's bloody mouth with one move, and then Shuhua's wrist flickered, and the snow whip deftly wrapped around Shang Xu's waist, and pulled Fang Xu out of the python's attack range with a violent pull.

The instantaneous on-the-spot reactions of the two people coordinated seamlessly, and in the blink of an eye, the crisis of Fang Xu's head being bitten off was resolved, of course, the person whose head was almost bitten off didn't know that he was dreaming.

The giant python was hit hard, its huge head shrank back, and quickly waved its tail and swept it over, and the two quickly dodged away, but they could still feel a strong wind blowing in their faces, which showed that the power of its tail could not be underestimated, and it directly overturned a few shelves, threw it into the wall and smashed a big hole, and the gravel flew around, if it was swept by its tail, it was not a joke.

After fighting back, the python crawled back down the pillar again, faintly hiding in the darkness and spitting scarlet snake letters, and a pair of red eyes flickered and dimmed, as if looking at the two people below.

This picture alone is extremely terrifying, this giant python seems to be very smart, for it there is no sense of accomplishment in killing the prey directly, it is its pleasure to torture the prey, otherwise how can it deliberately stun them and hide without attacking, and after being beaten and burrowing back to hide, it looks quite timid. However, as long as it remains in this hall, it is a mortal threat, like a sharp knife hanging over everyone's heads every moment, or the kind that will fall off suddenly in the next second.

It's just a pleasure to intimidate them, and it's almost weird to be smart.

The giant python waited for a moment and then slipped away silently, and when it reappeared, the target of the attack had changed, and it was directly aimed at Meng Zikun.

Mu Feibai shouted: "Run!"

Meng Zikun was unmoved, sitting on the ground and facing the giant python, very calm.

Although he said that he broke his leg, he could still do it by throwing himself to the ground, right?

However, the speed of the giant python was extremely fast, but the leaning body did not seem to be long enough, and the bloody mouth and fangs could rub against Meng Zikun's face, less than half an arm's distance away.

Meng Zikun was stunned and didn't move.

Mu Feibai's hand holding the sword paused, and he couldn't help but say to Shuhua: "Yo, I didn't expect that Meng Zikun was still a little hard!"

Shuhua nodded indifferently, and she didn't know if she heard what Mu Feibai was saying.

Mu Feibai's voice was not loud or small, and it just reached Meng Zikun's ears, only to see Meng Zikun turning his head stiffly with his neck, his face was miserable, and he seemed to use great courage and strength to roar.

"Help!

Mu Feibai: "......"

The corners of his mouth twitched again, he really twitched his brain...... No, let's smoke Mencius Kun!

As soon as Meng Zikun's words fell, the giant python adjusted its position and attacked him again.

At this time, even if you want to beat Mencius Kun, it is not important to save people, after all, it is a living human life, but it is not so pleasant.

Mu Feibai's toes stabbed at a rapid sword, the sword body collided with the scales of the giant python, rubbing out some sparks, he lightly kicked the wall in mid-air to borrow strength, and attacked again.

The sword in his hand did not stop, but he quickly analyzed the situation in his heart, he had just discovered that although the previous blow repelled the giant python, but it was only under the impact of the attack, the black scale armor covered by the giant python was very hard, and the sword couldn't pierce it at all!