Chapter 108 Her and His Warmth
People are born different.

Some people are high and high, while others are as low as dust.

Now she is as inconspicuous as dust.

Gui Hu looked at Xin Lin who was unconscious on the ground, even in a coma, her ten fingers were still slightly bent, and she maintained the posture of clenched fists, overbearing, humble as dust, but indomitable.

In the blue eyes, there is only indifference and ruthlessness.

With a flick of his long arm, he wrapped Xin Lin's small body into his arms.

On Xin Lin's body, her clothes were completely wet, sticking to her small and thin body.

With his slender fingers, he picked up her clothes, and quickly took her off completely.

"Cold, cold."

It was late at night, and Xin Lin, who was in a coma, felt the cold air, and subconsciously put a sticker on Gui Hu's body, hanging his hands and feet around Gui Hu's neck like a koala.

But as soon as he got close, Xin Lin shivered again.

"It's so damn cold, big ice cubes!"

Xin Lin's small face was wrinkled into a ball, like a little bun, and he retracted his hands and feet, trying to escape from Gui Hu's embrace.

Gui Hu frowned, did he feel disgusted?
His body is not an ordinary person, so where does the heat come from.

He snorted coldly, and fished out his long arm again, and brought back the little one who hid far away, and imprisoned him in his arms.

Xin Lin shivered, and her eyelids moved, but she was tired and unable to open them.

She only felt that her whole body was tightly bound by ropes, and her whole body was like being in a cold kiln.

Just when Xin Lin thought that she was going to be frozen to death, a warm current gushed out of her body.

The golden Fuxi Qi is constantly recovering, spreading to the whole body along the bean sprout-like tendon.

The cold feeling disappeared quickly, and the whole body was like soaking in hot springs.

There was a bit of comfort and comfort on the wrinkled little face.

The most miraculous thing was that the large and small wounds on Xin Lin's hands also recovered quickly under the effect of this warm current.

"This is?"

I felt the small body in my arms relax a little bit, and my body became warm.

Gui Hu only felt that carrying the little one in his arms was like carrying a stove.

"Fu Tiandan really treats you preferentially."

Gui Hu had a complicated expression, looking at the little one in his arms.

Her previously bloodless face became much rosier, and her small face looked like a small apple, which made people want to take a bite.

The aura of Fuxi in Xin Lin's body rose and increased little by little.

She was actually able to cultivate Fuxi Qi even in her sleep.

The newly born Fuxi Qi, while nourishing Xin Lin's tired body, also silently warmed Gui Hu's body.

Although the weight is very small, just by holding the little one, he can feel the ghost power that has been silent for a long time recovering little by little in his limbs.

An unprecedented drowsiness came quietly, Gui Hu had been in for many years and never wanted to sleep.

Sleep, to Guihu, meant endless darkness.

As the master of darkness, what he hates the most is darkness.

But tonight, because of the warmth in his arms, the darkness seemed a little different to him.

But just when Gui Hu was about to close his eyes, he suddenly frowned, his gaze changed, and he looked into the distance.

"I didn't expect to catch up so soon."

At the same late night, in the mass grave a few miles away from the ruined temple, there was another scene.

 Thank you for the rewards of Yun'er, Shacha, Wangyuan, Nan Zhixuan, and Mo~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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