In the eastern sky, a little morning light is about to be revealed.

Miussy approached, dagger in hand.

"Are you really going to kill me?" the dragon lowered his head, and his deep voice couldn't help but make people feel pity.

Miusi was silent, put down the dagger he was holding, and sat aside: "I don't want to, but" Miusi closed his eyes, and in front of him was the hopeful gaze of the whole clan, who was still suffering from hunger, thirst, and death. Miussy remembered the moment when the whole clan handed him the last steamed bun before leaving, and they gave him their lives.

"You guy" The dragon couldn't help but smile at his embarrassed expression. The eastern sky was painted a brilliant orange, and behind the soft light were countless proud peaks, and only the general outline of cyan could be seen.

The sun shone on the temple, and a corner of the temple slowly disappeared, turning into a golden powder and glowing orange.

Miussi watched in amazement, he didn't know that the disappearance of the temple meant that he would be trapped here forever. "This house," Miussy looked up as the temple finally became transparent.

The last of the golden light dissipated in the wind and snow, and the bodies of Miusi and the evil dragon slowly became transparent

The "old fellow" pulled back the dragon's thoughts with a familiar call, and looked up to meet Miussy's eyes, and the two smiled, after so many years, it turned out that they had long been used to calling each other like this.

It's getting dawn.

"I can let you go, but," the dragon paused, looking at Miussie, "old fellow, you're going to stay with me." A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, let the kids go. Miussie smiled and readily agreed.

The sun is eager to jump out behind the mountain, the green mountains can't cover its urgent sunlight, and the easternmost orange of the earth shines over, and as far as the eye can see, the dry land is shrouded in the morning sun!

"Put that armor on him, and he'll be out. Let's go. The evil dragon pointed at Yu Fan and shook his hand.

Yan Yun took off his armor and put it on Yu Fan, but he quickly regained his patron saint appearance. "You go out first. Yan Yun said to Yiyun, and then dragged him out of the temple despite Yu Fan's scratching of him, and Yu Fan turned into a human form when he left the temple. His slender fingers still grabbed Yan Yun tightly, and there were several deep scratches on Yan Yun's arms.

"Does it hurt. Yu Fan looked at the two wounds, stroked them pitifully and said, that look made people unbearable to blame Yan Yun shook his head with a cold face, in fact, he was in a lot of pain.

Yoshiyun ignored their show of affection! By this time, the sun's rays had unbridled over the entire land, and only the temple was still in the shade of the cedar forest. However, this did not stop the sun from spreading. A meter of sunlight fell through the trees on the roof of the temple, and it was a piece that disappeared.

"Senior, are you really not leaving?" Yiyun shouted at the gate, and Miusi sat motionless next to the dying dragon.

"No, let's go. "What is left for them is the back.

The evil dragon in the temple was lying on the ground, and he didn't expect that Miosi was really willing to stay with him. "Old fellow, if I had to do it all over again, I'd still choose to meet you. The dragon smiled, a happy face.

He seemed to see that bright afternoon again, and he greeted Miusey. "Hey" that doesn't seem to be a friendly greeting.

"Me too. Miussy smiled. After so many years of getting along, they already know it.

The dragon struggled to his feet, picked up a helmet and placed it on Miussy's head.

"What are you doing here?" Miusy looked at his smile puzzled.

The dragon took dragon form, and a sweep of its tail swept him out of the temple, the last rays of sunlight swallowing the last tile.

"There's still a long way to live. Let's go, remember to come and see me tomorrow in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The cedar forest echoed with the dragon's indifferent voice, and he let it go.

Yiyun, Yan Yun. Yufan and Miusi, who fell in the snow, watched the temple and the dragon disappear into the sunlight.

"Old fellow," muttered Miussy, a melancholy in his voice.

There was a heavy snow in the sky, and it was in the sun. The snow elves were flying, chasing, laughing. Everyone has seen their best past.

"Let's go down the mountain, the snow is going to close the mountain. Just when everyone was intoxicated by the beauty, Miusi reminded. So, the group of four hurried in the direction of going down the mountain.

All the way to the mountain, the wind and snow became heavier and stronger, like a blade scraping on the face, and the goose-feather-like snow mixed with the wind flew quickly in front of them, one after another, obstructing their vision.

Wide snow-capped mountains, all white.

Looking down from above, four small black shadows are struggling to walk in the snow. In the face of nature, man has always been insignificant.

The camera zooms in, and the snow on the ground is already half knee-thick. The four of them walked in the snow against the wind and snow, and finally couldn't walk.

"There's a cave in front of us, let's go in and take shelter. Miussy pointed to the small cave in front of him and said to them in a louder voice.

Soon, they reached the small cave to take shelter from the wind and snow, and by this time their clothes were soaking wet. "Is there any dry firewood?" Yan Yun looked around and hugged Yu Fan, his lips were already purple from the cold.

They searched the entire cave and did not find a single firewood, but found an ice bed carved in the cave. Everyone couldn't help but be amazed when they approached, the hospital bed was extremely hard, and there were some words engraved on it: thousands of years of ice, indestructible, insoluble in fire, insoluble in water.

"There you go. "Yiyun suddenly thought of a good note, we have used this ice skiing.

Of course, the ancients didn't know what it was, but they probably knew what it was.

It was night, and it was unusually cold. The four of them sat on the ice bed, and Yiyunyun dried everyone's clothes with internal strength, illuminating the ice bed and illuminating the entire cave.

Finally, the last of his strength was exhausted, and Yoshiun lay weakly on the ice bed and fell asleep. This ice bed is very magical, and with the golden internal force of Yiyun, it becomes extremely warm.

On the other side, Yan Yun hugged Yu Fan and fell asleep, and a subtle atmosphere slowly rose, and the heat of this ** was enough to melt the entire ice bed.

"Is it still cold?" Yan Yun put his arms around his waist and rested his head on his head, and his gentle tone made people very unaccustomed to it!

Yu Fan turned his back to him, his face flushed. I don't know why, he didn't feel resistant, this embrace seems to be quite warm, and people can't help but indulge in it.

"Hmm," Yu Fan replied in a rambling manner.

"Cold?" Yan Yun raised his head, stretched up his hands to look at him, and saw Yu Fan's red face.

The four eyes were facing each other, and sparks were flying!Yu Fan's eyes dodged and avoided, arousing a nameless fire from Yan Yun!(To be continued......)