Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

A strong wind came in from outside the door, icy cold, mixed with fine white five-petaled flowers.

Han Mengxiao looked up, eyes filled with joy: "Brother, brother, it's snowing, it's snowing!"

Xuege has been looking forward to the snow, he said that he can go home when it snows, Han Mengxiao always remembers.She stood up and ran out excitedly.

Xianyue Mountain, the beautiful scenery is picturesque, the flawless snowflakes were very cold at the beginning, but gradually became warm, like a rain of pure white flowers, fell to the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

In this beautiful and unique heavy snow, Xuege walked up to Han Mengxiao, and put a pair of wrist bells on Han Mengxiao's palm. The small purple bells and tiny beads made crisp and pleasant sounds. Xuege's gentle voice Said: "Meng'er, this Nine-Twist Golden Bell is yours. My brother is still with you today. In the future, when my brother is not around, you have to take good care of yourself." The crimson blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, looking beautiful and sad.

Han Mengxiao felt her heart collapse in an instant, she hurriedly picked up the bell, and grabbed Xuege's hand tightly: "Brother, you, what's the matter, what's the matter!"

Xue Ge raised his arm, wiped the corner of his mouth, saw the fresh blood on the back of his hand, understood the reason for Han Mengxiao's panic, and smiled softly: "Meng'er, brother got a little injury, wait for brother to go home, It will be fine. Look, it's snowing, and my brother is going home."

"You didn't lie to me?" Han Mengxiao stared into Xue Ge's eyes with burning eyes. There was nothing to be seen in them, but she felt her heart ached, as if there was something very important that needed to be taken from her own life. In, pull away.

"How could my brother lie to you? My brother just doesn't accompany you anymore, but my brother will always protect you when he comes home,"

Menger, my sister, how could I lie to you, how could I be willing to lie to you, even though I am about to turn into wind, rain, frost, and snow, I have no thoughts from now on, drifting in this world, but wind, frost, rain and snow There will be more, the world is still turning around, even if I am gone, I will still be with you.

Xue Ge comforted himself like this, he looked back: "Qing Ying, lord, Xue Ge's body is a bit tired, please come here for a while, Xue Ge has something to say."

Qingying's hands hidden in the sleeves were tightly dug into the flesh. As the successor of the God of Four Seasons, he knew that Xuege was about to die, and his legs were as heavy as lead, but he was holding back the sadness in his heart and not letting him go. Everyone can see the clues.

Qingying walked up to Xuege and Han Mengxiao, and said, "Stop talking, I, Qingying, know that even if I try my best to be wiped out, I still remember my responsibility."

Xue Ge nodded in relief, and said: "Qingying, I trust you, if I didn't trust you, I would not have chosen you in the first place." He turned his head, smiled gently at the red lady, and turned back to look Zhuo Qingying: "You are a man, no matter what the future holds, as a friend, I hope you will be happy."

"God... Shenjun!" Qingying's voice choked up, her legs softened, and she was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Xuege's raising her hand, and a stern look flashed in Xuege's eyes: "Qingying! I am now a mortal , let’s talk about the future... the future, let’s talk about it later..."

Qingying had no choice but to prop up her kneecap, but the pain in her heart was even worse. Xuege, who saved him and exchanged the ten thousand year immortal bone for him, is his benefactor, his master, and his friend.