Jimo was stunned for a moment, gently covered the green clothes on Yan Ran's back, looked back and saw the futon on the stone bed, and took it and gently draped it on Yan Ran's body.

Jimo threw firewood into the extinguished fire and asked softly, "Senior Sister Yanran, how could you be like this?"

"I've had it since I was a child, and I've long been used to it, even if I step into cultivation now and become a monk, I can't stop the cold that arises at dawn. ”

Yan Ran's lips were still trembling, and a thin frost fell from her face.

She smiled, "You're the first to know I'll be cold at dawn." ”

"Don't even the sect master know?" Jimo asked hurriedly, and the sect master was Yanran's master.

"Even my younger brother and second uncle don't know!"

The sparks gradually ignited, and the flames jumped, reflecting Yanran's pale cheeks, which made people feel a sense of pity.

Jimo felt a slight pain in his heart, "Did you endure it silently by yourself before?"

"It's not a big deal, just endure it, and then talk about your own pain, you have to face it yourself, and others can't bear it for you. Being cowardly in front of others will arouse the pity of others at most, and nothing else will work!"

"Senior sister......" Jimo's heart trembled, he wanted to shout loudly, 'Senior sister, I'll help you bear it!' but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed it alive again, looking at the trembling corners of Yanran's lips, he still didn't have the courage to shout that sentence.

"Do you think I'm pitiful?" Yan Ran looked at Jimo and smiled slightly, although she was still captivating, she had become so reluctant!

"Senior sister, don't say it again!"

Jimo hurriedly lowered his head, picked up the firewood around him and kept throwing it into the fire, Yiren suffered, but he Jimo couldn't do anything.

"I believe there must be a solution to this disease. ”

Yan Ran shook her head, looked up and slowly looked at the cold bright moon in the sky, "This is not a disease, this is a physique." ”

"I am the Xuanyin Holy Body, and the cold of my whole body at dawn every day is exactly the characteristic of the Xuanyin Holy Body. Drugs can't cure it, it can only accompany it for a lifetime. ”

Jimo opened his mouth, sighed, and looked at Yan Ran, who was still trembling in the heavy bedding, and his heart trembled with Yan Ran.

The firelight jumped, and when a touch of fish belly white in the east jumped from the sky, Yan Ran's face actually formed a frosty cheek.

The futon and the Tsing Yi draped by Jimo on Yanran's back did not work in the first place.

Jimo slowly walked to Yanran's side, opened his arms slightly, and quickly put them down, and finally gritted his teeth, and finally squatted on the ground and gently hugged Yanran in his arms.

The biting chill on the futon penetrated Jimo's underwear, passed through Jimo's skin, and slowly spread in Jimo's body.

In his arms, he was not holding warm jade, but a piece of cold ice.

The thin layer of ice on the surface of Yan Ran's body locked the inherent fragrance on Yan Ran's body. Jimo trembled in his heart, he was a peerless holy fetus, with the strength of the Four Heavens of Qixuan, but even the chill that Yan Ran felt on the surface of his body was unbearable, so how did Yan Ran spend these more than 4,000 dawns in the past ten years?

Now Yanran is a monk, Yanran was still a mortal three years ago, how did she endure it.

Jimo operated the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" in his body, constantly dispelling the chill that invaded the meridians, and then converted the aura into heat, which was transmitted to Yanran's body through the bedding.

The faint movement still made Yan Ran feel, "Don't do useless work, wait until the sun fully rises, and it will be fine." The voice is still sweet, but listening to it makes Jimo's heart ache even more.

"This is a physique, you can't change it, just like you are a peerless holy fetus, you can't change your natural physique, you can only adapt. ”

Jimo, who was holding Yanran, trembled slightly, 'Peerless Holy Fetus!'

"I'm surprised, how could I know that you are a Peerless Holy Fetus!"

"Hmm!" Jimo nodded, but subconsciously hugged Yanran in his arms.

"Not only do I know that you are a Peerless Holy Fetus, but I also know that you are cultivating the Tibetan Emperor Sutra. ”

Jimo subconsciously hugged Yanran in his arms tighter again, bowed his head and was silent, his mind was in chaos, "Absolute Holy Fetus" and "Tibetan Emperor Sutra", this can be regarded as a secret of Jimo, but he didn't want to be said by Yanran so casually, Jimo suddenly had a feeling that there was no secret in front of him.

"That night you fought with Wu Yu, and I found out that your physique is the same as the Tibetan Emperor Sutra you cultivated. ”

"It's not a big deal, you are a peerless holy fetus, destined to be known to the whole world, it's not worth concealing, but you are cultivating the Tibetan Emperor Sutra, you should really hide it carefully, don't let too many people know. ”

"Since the Human King, it's not that there hasn't been a Peerless Holy Fetus for millions of years, it's just that you are the only existence among these Peerless Holy Fetuses who have cultivated the Tibetan Emperor Sutra!"

"Just like my Xuanyin Holy Body, your Peerless Holy Fetus also has an innate defect. A huge flaw, if you can't get over this flaw, you are not destined to achieve too much in this life. ”

Jimo breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and asked solemnly, "Cultivating the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" of the King of Men can't cross that gap?" Even Lao Mo didn't tell Jimo that the Absolute Dao Holy Fetus would be flawed, Lao Mo came from the Heavenly Halberd Holy Land, and he didn't know the secret, why did Yanran know?

"The Tibetan Emperor Sutra?" Yan Ran shook her head slowly, "Cultivating the Tibetan Emperor Sutra can indeed make you unhindered in the cultivation process of the three realms of Qixuan, Heavenly Beggar, and Nian Shen, but it is almost impossible to enter the Daohe." ”

"Why?"

"Do you have the confidence to break the Dao Yun that the human king left in the world?"

Jimo was stunned, a little confused, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, "What do you mean?"

"Now I'm telling you this, you still don't understand, and when you reach the strength, you will naturally understand it. ”

Jimo sighed, Yan Ran didn't say it, he didn't want to force Yan Ran, he couldn't bear to force Yan Ran. Let the future be decided!

Jimo subconsciously hugged Yanran tightly, and unconsciously, he had hugged Yanran tightly in his arms, and the aura in the dantian was constantly transformed into warmth, along the surface of Jimo's body, into the bedding, warming the cold ice on the surface of Yanran's body.

Unconsciously, the morning sun had crawled out of the sky, and Yanran in Jimo's arms slowly stopped trembling, and the frost on her body gradually dissipated. But neither of them noticed, no, just Jimo didn't notice.

Yan Ran smelled the faint masculinity on her back, felt the warmth surging into her body from the futon, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly. If the younger brother ......

Time passed, I don't know how long it took, facing the morning light, a person stepped into the air, purple robe, face like a crown of jade.

A howling wind fell to the ground, waking Jimo and Yanran in surprise.

"Senior Brother Chen......"

Although it was not in unison, the surprise in the voice flashed at the same time. The person who came was the dust.

A trace of uneasiness swelled up in Jimo's heart again, Yan Chen came out of nowhere, could it be that he had broken through the shackles of Qixuan Nine Heavens and stepped into the Heavenly Begging Realm, and then his eyes were condensed at the feet of Yan Chen, where there was a round compass.

It was clear that the ink was originally with the help of magic weapons.

Yan Chen's gentle face was full of anger, "Yanran, you, you actually did things with a lowly servant like Jimo, you, you ......"

Yan Chen roared in a deep voice, his fingers trembled, "You actually dare to betray me, Zhang Xiaoqiang told me that the two of you had an affair, I still believe in you so much, I didn't expect you to ......"

When Jimo heard Chang Chen's roar, he realized that he was still holding Yan Ran tightly in his arms, and hurriedly let go of Yan Ran, Ji Mo got up and explained, "Senior Brother Chang Chen, it's not what you think!"

"Get out! It's not your turn to speak here. Chang Chen waved a hurricane and swept towards Jimo.

Yanran waved her hand to knock out the hurricane, and looked at Yan Chen with a frosty face, "Yan Chen, don't go too far, not to mention that there is nothing between me and Jimo, why do you slander out of thin air? Even if there is anything, it is my Yanran's business, what does it have to do with you? Why do you want to hurt Jimo." ”

A warm current welled up in Jimo's heart, although Yanran only regarded him as his younger brother when he helped him, but this is also Yanran's concern!

"Okay! Yanran, you're very good! Help your mistress deal with me! How I've treated you in the past three years, you don't know what Jimo is, he's just a lowly slave, you ......"

Three years, can Yanran let him hold his hand once? Even the closest distance must be guaranteed to be one foot, let alone being held in his arms. And now I saw something, I saw Yanran being held in the arms of Jimo's lowly slave, and she enjoyed it with a face.

Why, why did Jimo's lowly slave hold Yanran, and why did Yanran let him hold it.

Is my dust so unbearable, not even a slave?

Yanran is my descendant, when will it be the turn of others to get involved?

Yan Chen trembled and pointed at Jimo and Yanran, he abandoned his usual gentleness at this moment, and broke out all the tyranny, jealousy, and narrow-mindedness in his nature.

The strong sense of possession of Yanran and the high level that has always made Yan Chen completely crazy, and the strong frustration completely ignited Yan Chen's madness, "Then I will kill Jimo, I think you can still betray me?"

Yan Chen roared angrily, and his hideous face completely defeated the gentle and elegant on weekdays, "Scattered all over the world!"

The compass that Yan Chen stepped on suddenly flew up, spinning towards Jimo with a whistling wind.

The two got together for less than a moment, and the compass arrived in front of Jimo's eyes in the blink of an eye. The murderous aura on the compass completely demonstrates Chang Chen's homicidal heart to Jimo at this moment.

Jimo looked at the compass that was constantly enlarged in his eyes, his face was extremely dignified, he didn't have the so-called guilt, let's not say that he and Yanran were nothing, just say that Chang Chen was so indiscriminate, he wanted his life, Jimo couldn't bear it.

Jimo's strength was low before, and Chang Chen was very powerful in his heart, he didn't dare to resist Chang Chen, but now Jimo's strength is soaring, and he is facing a life and death crisis. What kind of fear of Changchen was instantly broken by indomitability and anger, 'If you have high strength, you can be indiscriminate, and you can take other people's lives at will?'

'Yanchen, my life is up to me, not to you. I'd like to see how much darkness is hidden under your hypocritical disguise!'

"Yanchen, don't go too far. Yan Ran scolded coquettishly, and a ball of white yarn spread out of her hand, wrapping the compass.

Then he raised his hand and sprinkled a piece of brilliance towards the dust.

"Yanran, for the sake of this despicable slave, you actually attacked me!"

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