In the candlelight hut, Song Lan concentrated on wiping the snow sword, slaughtering Xuanwu and learning to use chopsticks unwillingly.
Daoist Priest Song felt that although Fuxue scraped the fish scales quickly, when he thought about it later, he still felt that the sword was not clean and needed to be cleaned.
Scale scraping is refreshing for a while, and the sword is wiped at the crematorium.
Xiao Xingchen walked out of the hut silently, Ah Jing was fine, she would probably wake up tomorrow morning.
As soon as the wooden door opened, snow rustled down from the thatched roof, pouring over his shoulders, laying a shallow layer of softness.
Xue fell on his shoulders, but it did not melt for a long time, because Xiao Xingchen had no body temperature.
His current body can be regarded as a sword.
The body was forged with sword and snow.
He blended into the boundless night, passed through layers of ruins, and came all the way to the outside of the city.
Outside the city was not invaded by frost and snow, so the temperature was relatively high.
On the yellow grass, bursts of crisp insect chirps came.
The snow on Xiao Xingchen's shoulders slowly melted, and the cold snow soaked his white clothes, but he didn't feel it.
xiaoxingchenWhat do you want to do here?
Xiao Xingchen's tone was helpless, and there was still a hint of... imperceptible spoiling?
If there was a human being present, he would definitely shout that this person is a lunatic, and he actually spoke into the air.
But, in fact, this is a secret that belongs to the two of them.
xiaoxingchenDo you want to see fireflies?
xiaoxingchenIt's already late autumn, there won't be any.
After a long time, he smiled lightly.
xiaoxingchenWell, since you are so stubborn, I will sit here with you until dawn.
He sat on the ground, the late-night dew wet the white hem of his clothes.
xiaoxingchenI want to know why you want to sacrifice your life to save me.
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xiaoxingchenJust because of this?
xiaoxingchenIf you had other masters, would you treat them so well?
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xiaoxingchenAm I... the only one?
A long silence.
His hand stroked his eyes lightly.
xiaoxingchenI know you have been there.
xiaoxingchenShuanghua, thank you.
Small green lanterns were lit in the grass not far away.
xiaoxingchenHow do you know there will be fireflies here?
It's late autumn. It stands to reason that the first snow should fall, and fireflies should not appear.
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xiaoxingchenIs it, mutant fireflies?
The little green light in the dark night floated up, the soft light enveloped it, and the withered grass glowed with vitality.
Mutated fireflies, they are not afraid of the cold and have a long lifespan, but if the female fireflies choose to give birth to a baby, the weak mother will not survive the winter, either frail and die, or frozen in this season forever.
Daoist Priest and Shuanghua have always accompanied each other, even if the way has changed, they can perceive each other's existence, which is enough.
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weiyingThat is so typical of the cottage I've been looking for for a long time to find.
weiyingThis bed is so big.
Wei Ying carried the comatose fish to bed, and pulled the quilt to cover her affectionately.
He reached out to touch her lips and frowned slightly.
weiyingLan Zhan Lan Zhan, the lips of the little fish are chapped and peeled. Is there any water in the kitchen?
Lan Zhan stepped into the kitchen and came out again.
weiyingWell, I'll go out and bring some clean snow back to cook.
weiyingYou help me look good on the little fish.
Wei Ying slipped out with a large iron pan.
The person on the bed was still pale and lifeless.
Lan Zhan placed the dust shelter on the round wooden table.
He sat on the edge of the bed and reached out and gently clasped her uninjured wrist.
He tried to pump a little spiritual power into her meridians, and soon, the wound on her wrist seemed to be getting better.
The spiritual power of each cultivator is different. Unless the spiritual power of the two is the same, they cannot send spiritual power to others at will.
Otherwise, those who accept spiritual power will easily go crazy.
Fortunately, her body did not reject his spiritual power.
Probably because Yuxi protected her soul.
She can contact him when she is a soul body, and she can also not reject his spiritual power.
Since she can be rescued, let her get better faster, just raise your hand.
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Lan Zhan seriously conveyed spiritual power...
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