The snake demon husband is hard on the bow

Leaving Little Mushroom alone in the dark, he was dazed, and the next second he heard Du Yuanyuan's snoring, which was really deafening. This guy doesn't usually snore... Hehe, he pretended to be asleep on purpose, and didn't want to talk to him. After playing by herself, Xiaodie pouted, but she finally understood a little bit. It turns out that kissing and hugging are not the key point, the key point is the issue of up and down.The pure little doll was spoiled like this.After that, there was nothing to say, and the days in the valley were still slow and depressing, but for Du Yuanyuan, the time passed like an arrow.Every day that passed, Qing Ye's soul became less and less. He can be described as a three-pronged approach, one side has no written cheat books, one side is exercising his body, and the other side is busy with those profound arts.With the gradual deepening of his cultivation level, he deeply felt a kind of clear and heavy inner body. It used to consume most of the true energy every time he used the fireball technique, but now the consumption has been significantly reduced. Within a short period of time, it can be restored to its original state, and the fireball burning on the fingertips has also become bigger and more violent. After putting aside the fireball technique for the time being, Xiao Du began to study another technique, Luoshang Misty Rain.

The name that sounds extremely romantic is actually a kind of footwork.

This kind of footwork is just like its name. Those who have successfully cultivated it can appear and disappear, as ethereal as a wisp of green smoke and as elegant and invisible as a tulle dress.This greatly increased Du Yuanyuan's interest, because there is no shortage of good techniques for escaping.After learning it, you can slip away under the nose of the enemy.But the more useful the mystic arts, the higher the requirements for cultivation. Luo Shangyanyu wasted a lot of energy. In the previous few exercises, he was so tired that his limbs were sore and limp before he could achieve the effect.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-November, and the first snow of this winter fell in Shenyin Valley. The snow fell in the valleys among the mountains, covering every plant and tree. The air was cold and lonely, and among the snow-wrapped forests, A figure was still moving tirelessly, and a few meters away was another small figure, wearing a rough cotton cap, staring at him intently.

Daddy, you are gone!

Daddy, I found you again!

The little mushroom yelled in surprise, looking at Du Yuanyuan who sometimes appeared and sometimes turned into smoke, Qingxue fell from the branches like white cherry blossoms covering the sky.At this time, a bird curled up as before, with one paw hidden in its feathers, standing on a branch with one leg, looking down at everything in front of it.

Du Yuanyuan had discovered it a long time ago, but he doesn't care anymore now, Wei Renzhong knows that they will not be able to avoid this life-and-death fight sooner or later.

Come to think of it, the bad old man has already prepared.If you obey, you will save your life temporarily, if you don't obey, you will kill them all.What about himself?Don't want to die.Perhaps, he still has a hand in his hand, and there is a conspiracy that can kill himself and preserve himself?Xiao Du was always thinking about it, but he still had no clue.

The last assumption should be the most reliable, if not, how could the bad old man let it go.

The soldiers came to block the water and the soil, and he was not afraid at this time, he only hoped to become stronger, and stronger, to have a better chance of winning.

Stopping his pace, he raised his face and looked at the snowflakes falling on his head, and smiled. It will be New Year's Eve in two months, and he might spend it in this valley. What about Qingye, when he thinks of the name , he felt a faint stabbing pain in his heart, he was not alone anymore, with Xiaodie by his side, his size was human, but Qing Ye, Qing Ye...

Does he still remember New Year's Eve, and the fiery trees and silver flowers?

Did you forget everything.Like a pale shell.

"Daddy, what are you looking at?" Little Mushroom ran over to imitate him and looked up at the sky, the snowflakes fell on his immature and reddened face and melted one after another.

"Look at the snow." Du Yuanyuan said quietly, "Will it snow in the ghost world?"

"I don't know." Little Mushroom also knew from Du Yuanyuan that there is such a place as the ghost world, which is very eerie, "Daddy must be thinking about Uncle Qingye again."

"You are the only one who is smart." Du Yuanyuan glanced at her and sighed, "So what if you think about it, you can't see it if you think about it, it's better not to think about it."

The clothes on her body have been added layer after layer, Qing Ye is a cold-blooded animal, and she always screams coldly when the weather is warm, but now, alas.He can only rely on himself, no one will warm him up anymore.

I don't know how Qiantu Baiwei and the others are doing, whether Qiantu's injury has healed, whether they are still trapped in the puppet world.Ever since entering the Hidden God Valley, it seems to be isolated from the world, and time has become so far away and unreachable.

"Daddy." Little Mushroom stretched out his little red hands and gently tugged at Du Yuanyuan's sleeve, "What's wrong with you."

"It's nothing." Du Yuanyuan smiled jerky. Since when did he become so melancholy, learned to miss and sad, "It's cold."

"Well, yes." Little Mushroom spread out his palm to catch a snowflake, and said softly and obediently, "But Xiaodie is not cold, Xiaodie has a cotton coat and hat made by her father."

"Hehe." Du Yuanyuan was a little dark, and said with a forced smile, "It's your honor, even Qing Ye didn't wear the clothes I sewed."

"Then Uncle Qingye's clothes are all made by himself?"

"He." Du Yuanyuan sighed and looked towards the end of the snowy forest, "He is very handsome, how could he like our thick needle and thick thread, his clothes are all cut by famous tailors."

"Oh." Little Mushroom nodded, "Daddy, let's go home, Xiaodie's hands are a little cold."

"Well, good, go home!"

Two shadows, one tall and one short, passed through the snow-capped forest, leaving footprints on the ground. The winter forest returned to tranquility, and their imprints were quickly covered by the freshly falling snow, leaving no trace.

Will it snow in the ghost world?

Land of Eternal Night.The mountains have already been snowed heavily.The temperature plummeted, the streets were empty, and even the ghosts were frozen back into their lairs.

Here, even the lights are cold.Covered in black gauze, it is unclear.

In the darkness all around, one side was dimly lit, the red and black houses stood safely under the night sky thousands of miles away, the walls were covered with heavy white snow, the lamp shadows, the candle flames still exuded a soul-piercing bewitchment.

It's been a long time since there were any distinguished guests, life is really boring.Xing'er, the servant girl in the mansion, often complains secretly, looking at the same face all day long, no matter how beautiful it is, she gets tired of looking at it.It's strange to say, since the last time the master brought him back from the mansion, he seems to have changed, the whole person has become obedient and quiet, is it because his soul is about to disappear?The blood soup was still prepared for him every day, and he no longer resisted as before, but soaked in it with a blank expression.It seems that the master's big event is about to be completed.Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the stars in the sky, it was time again.