The next day, the snow stopped and the fortress was covered with silver.
At the end of December, at the end of the year, the winter this year seems particularly cold, and it is already covered with thick snow.
Wu Xin and Luo Yi Cai Yi, and the sky was lightly bright, waiting in front of the Nether Palace.
It was not until the sky was completely bright that Qiongying came out, followed by Ye Chen.
"Master." Wu Xin said lightly, a little warm light shining in his eyes, as if winter was not that cold.
"Lord." Luo Yi Cai Cai Yi bowed her head and bowed respectfully.
After leaving the Nether Palace and heading towards the fortress gate, a series of scattered footprints fell on the snow.
The boy came from the east, dressed in a red dress, which looked particularly eye-catching and enchanting on the white snow.
"Where are you going?" Qingjun looked at her, her narrow eyes slightly bent, and it was so bright.
"Why did it come out?" Qiongying also looked at him, a faint smile overflowing from the corners of her lips.
"I'm here to find you, are you going out?" Qingjun asked relentlessly. She brought a lot of people, but she didn't take him.
"Go and solve some trivial matters." Qiongying curled her lips mysteriously.
"Trifty things? I'm going to go too." His eyes looked at her without blinking, a little stubborn and expectant, as if waiting for her verdict.
"Okay." Qiongying smiled faintly.
Qingjun bent his lips and smiled, his eyes were filled with brilliance. With that red dress, it seemed that even the world was lost and would be burned by such colors.
Qiongying's smile was lowered, the phoenix eyes were silent, and the bottomlessness was beyond the bottom. There was only endless black in her pupils, which could not reflect any color.
"What's wrong?" Qingjun's heart tightened. He felt her change, not angry, not happy, not indifferent, unable to explain what it was, it seemed sad?
"Let's go." Qiongying said lightly, taking steps and leaving.
Qingjun was stunned and walked side by side with her silently. What was he in her heart? What she saw just now was the real him, but she didn't seem to like it.
After leaving the fortress, there were continuous snow peaks, and the snow on the branches almost broke the tree branches.
"Do you like snow?" Qingjun suddenly asked. She was always not surprised or happy. What could be worthy of her attention?
"I don't know." Qiongying was silent for a while, then said indifferently.
Qingjun looked sad. It turned out that she didn't even know, maybe she didn't know better. Maybe one day she would like it.
"It seems very cold this year." Qingjun Youyou said, not sure whether it was the reason on the mountain or his illusion.
"Qingjun, are you afraid of the cold?" Qiongying suddenly asked.
"Hmm? I'm not afraid, I like snow." He likes extreme colors, such as cold white colors and enchanting red colors. This is his unique Qingjun.
Qiongying was silent, looking at the distant sky. She walked in front of her, and no one saw what her eyes looked like.
When she saw Qingjun for the first time, she knew that he was not her younger brother Lingjun. Her ruthless eyes were as fierce as a wolf, as if it was a despair that burned everything. She seemed to see her before.
She looks almost the same as Lingjun, but has her heart.
You love power, be good at planning, and be scheming. You are the Manzhu Shahua on the road of fire, charming and passionate, and lingering and cold.
According to legend, the red Manzhu Shahua will carry the memories of her previous life, but Lingjun is not Manzhu Shahua, Lingjun likes snow, but is afraid of the cold.