The three of them walked together, speechless all the way.
Ye Chen followed Qiongying's left back, silently looking at her back, and his heart was full of twists and turns. Where was she going?
Feng Feili wanted to say something but stopped. He said a lot in his heart, but he didn't know how to speak, and he didn't know which sentence to say first.
Before we reached the foot of the mountain, suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hooves came, which was particularly clear in the quiet snow-capped mountains.
Wuxin and others rode their horses and faced the wind and snow. Through the heavy snow, they vaguely saw three people in front of them.
It was vague and unclear, as if it was an illusion.
The figure was strange, but so familiar, and just one glance was enough to amaz everyone's eyes.
The few people immediately stopped their horses, stopped, held their breath, stared at the people not far away, but did not dare to look directly. Such a charm was so dazzling.
Qiongying stopped and stared at the few people a little, which really made her look at her with admiration.
After pausing for a moment, the few people still had no movement and seemed to be frozen.
Even Wu Yue, who had always been talking, was silent and stared at Qiongying intently, for fear that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.
"Don't recognize me?" Qiongying said calmly. It was really time for her to wake up, and she had actually come.
"You, you, little, Qiongying..." Wu Yue's rare words were exhausted, and she suddenly felt her blood surge, her mind was hot, and her madam was so beautiful.
He always knew that she was beautiful and would be even more beautiful when she grew up, but he didn't expect that there would be someone who was fascinated by the beauty.
It is unparalleled in coldness, just like the blood lotus on an iceberg, it is extremely cold and charming.
"Master." Qiu Tong was shocked, immediately turned off her horse, lowered her head, and said respectfully, she didn't dare to look directly, and such a sense of shock made her unable to adapt.
"Master." Wu Xin suddenly woke up. Her tone was very light, with a hint of trembling, and the warmth gradually rose in her beautiful eyes.
Qingjun got off the horse's back, flew over red clothes, and walked towards her step by step. His slightly clenched palm leaked his nervousness.
She has grown much taller, so beautiful that it is hard to look at her, and so noble that she is unparalleled.
The narrow eyes overflowed with a smile of joy, and a bit of complex panic. After six years, did she still treat him like she used to?
"You're back." His voice was anxious and nervous, and he was deeply expectant.
He didn't want to call her 'sister' because he was twenty years old and he was no longer a substitute for standing behind her and being sheltered.
"Qingjun." Qiongying smiled faintly.
"You are finally back." Qingjun said softly, with only her smile left in his heart. He became more and more panicked, inexplicably panicked.
"Well, what's wrong?" Qiongying looked at him and asked.
"Not much." Qian Yanwen wanted to ask her why she had asked him to wait for two more years, but it doesn't matter to see her now, and she will be fine if she comes back.
"How could I come here?" Qiongying looked at Wuxin and said.
"Master, we heard that there were spectacles here, so we came to find out." Wuxin replied, with a hint of undetectable joy on her face, but fortunately she came.
"But what was found?" Qiongying asked again.
"No, this snow-capped mountain is vast and you can't get over it no matter how you walk. I'm afraid the glory of the clouds is just a mirage." Wuxin said.
"Wuxin is right, it's okay if you don't go, let's go back." Qingjun said with a smile.
"Okay." Qiongying nodded.
"Little Xiao Qiongying, why are you here?" Wu Yue rushed to her and accidentally squeezed Qingjun away.
"Wu Yue, aren't you here too?" Qiongying frowned slightly. Does she look very young?