Goose-feather snowflakes fell from the cloudy sky, getting bigger and bigger, and the ground was already covered with snow.

Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The mountains, trees, and houses around Xueyu City are all covered with a layer of white mangs, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Bai Xiaojian protected the woman in purple, flew a pillar of incense, and then fell in a pool of blood, no longer had the strength to move, and the whole person lost consciousness.

The cheeks full of bookish breath were still dripping with blood, but because of the cold climate in Snow Fish City, the blood had already solidified into ice before it could flow down.

The man's silver hair was a little flustered.

The pale face was full of crystal fine frost flowers, which melted on the face, and he fell heavily from the sky two feet high, Bai Mao couldn't care about the pain, and the person was a little foggy, and his hands clenched the man's arms, swaying desperately.

It was not his mind that was broken, but his own mind.

She has always been a woman of inner understanding.

At this moment, looking at the man's bookish silhouette, she cried with joy.

That white hair, so that in the dim snowy night, there is a trace of paleness, he is clearly the man who makes her think about it, if not, how to explain the wound on his left wrist bone that was bitten by her, the "bad boy" who robbed her of sugar gourd to eat when they met for the first time, but was bitten down by her fiercely.

When he accidentally brushed off her veil because of pain, he peeked at her beautiful face with baby fat.

He actually smiled faintly, like a lotus flower in the Buddha's holy pool, refreshing people's hearts.

It was that smile that made her always remember the "bad boy" with a bookish face

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At that time, the bad boy seemed to have forgotten the pain, and perhaps in his heart, that beautiful face was nothing compared to the pain.

After a few months in the Dragon Birthday Pavilion, she was quiet and beautiful.

General Long Jin only cared about discussing national affairs with the King of Shu, and had no time to take care of these two villains.

Every day, he would take advantage of his father's handsome going out to hunt, quietly knock on the door of the warm pavilion, and give her a string of sugar gourds.

And these days went on for three months.

By the time she left the East China Sea with her aunt, it was already the depths of winter, and surprisingly, the East China Sea, which never snowed, had fallen bleak frost flowers.

He didn't come to see her off for a long time.

At the time of parting, the king of Shu had made it clear that this snow was ominous, and asked General Long Jin to be careful in the next few months and beware of villains.

And General Long, who has always been upright, didn't care when he heard this, but laughed out loud.

When Luanche marched to the archway of 'Pillar Country Optimus', she finally couldn't help but lift the curtain and wait for him.

But he found that he was sweating profusely with his feet on the 'breaking waves', resisting a big sugar gourd tree, and was hurrying over.

Later, she learned that it was the first time he realized that the family heirloom master Shuai Long Jin was overjoyed but feigned anger after seeing this scene, and the 'Dragon Whisker Finger' was a little lighter, and he flew a few feet away, "Little beast! The Long family's famous 'Breaking the Waves' was used by you like this, and you lost all your father's face, hey, it's all because your father usually spoils you, and how can you see Liezu Liezong when you call your father in the future!"

My father was handsome all his life, and he was really angry and embarrassed at that time.

But Aunt Bai Kite felt Xiao Qianyu's sincerity and smiled.

The divine light on his forehead made a slight gesture, "Why should General Long be angry, I look at these two villains, the fate of the past life is not over, why should you and I be worldly." It's better to allow sugar as a matchmaker, a tree as a concubine, and the Long family's 'Pillar Country Optimus' archway as a basis, this king is willing to marry General Long, what does the general think?"

After a while, the father readily promised, and after twelve years of meeting, "When Qianyu is weak and the crown is weak, and Mao'er is just peach and plum Fanghua, my Long family will use Long's Lei Yunwei and Eight Dragons to carry the sedan chair and go to the pavilion."

As a result, there is "sugar concubine as a matchmaker, eight dragons carry a sedan chair, raise the case and raise eyebrows, and follow each other forever"

The jokes are spread all over the world.

It's just that no one expected that not long after the King of Shu's Luanche left, the Long family was wiped out, and the Dragon Festival Pavilion was in ruins, and the prince worshiped Xiaojian after the catastrophe and disappeared.

In that year, the former Emperor Shenwu Emperor Youhuang died of illness and died in Longshengsha, and more than 130 members of the Long family were all executed.

As a snowfish saintess, when she learned the news, it was already a month later, looking at the sugar gourd tree that had been eaten up, she was anxious, but there was no way to rush to Longsheng Sha from thousands of miles away.

After Lou years, Bai Mao carried his aunt and Xiao Mei'er on his back, traveled thousands of miles and died of nine horses, and drove for a month before arriving in the East China Sea.

When she saw Longtan Village again, Longdanzhuang had already become a ruin.

Even the "Pillar Country Optimus" of Emperor Shenwu's imperial pen

The archway of white marble has also become a ruined wall.

Bai Mao repeatedly silently recited the nerd's name in his heart, "Qianyu, worship Xiaojian, don't have anything to do, you promised me that when you come to the East China Sea again, you will give me a sugar gourd!"

She kept running wildly on the shore of the East China Sea, looking at the devastated Longsan Sand, and finally collapsed.

That is, at that time, she had never liked the magic of ghosts and gods, and she was only fifteen years old Snow Fish Holy Maiden - Bai Mao.

The blood limit seal on his forehead was broken through the divine light, and his departure flashed for the first time.

When she saw his life and death, she cried with joy.

She really hates and likes the "bad boy" who dares to rob her of sugar gourds

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She hasn't eaten enough of his sugar gourd.

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It's just that her spiritual power was limited at that time, and she couldn't spy on his location and could sense his heartbeat.

She sat upright in the place of the dragon's birthday for a long time, her hair was like a black whirl, the hairpin was tied with green silk, the beaded waist was slim, and the lilac light veil was like a wind and dancing snow in the twilight.

Slender fingers plucked on the guqin.

She played a song for him.

It was his and her favorite tune.

-- The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost; -- the people of Yi reveal a little sorrow in the mournful sound of the piano on the water side.

Such a country and a city with such an appearance, I am afraid that it is rare to see it in this snowy region or in this red dust.

Sometimes she frowned and smiled, sometimes plucked the strings, sometimes stared into the distance, looking like she wanted to speak and stopped, as if the lotus step would be broken if she moved slightly.

She is known as the national hand, but she has witnessed the death of her loved ones again and again and is powerless.

First his parents, then his uncle, but at least, Bai Xiaojian is still alive.

For the first time since she was a child, she began to be grateful for the spiritual power that she had inherited.

For a long time, "cough... Ahem!"

The man's painful cough called her back from her memory, and she looked at the scholar in front of her, who was pale and even a little vicissitudes, but still a miracle.

Her eyes were already shining, "Bad guy, my sugar gourd is back!"

She deftly examined the wound on his head.

The wound was on the left side of the skull, deep in bone, and blood stained a long hair red.

(To be continued.)

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