The night is deep, and the transparent ice sculptures shine in silver under the moonlight, and the silver scales emit a bright luster.
She was dressed in red, like Manzhushahua in the dark night, charming and vicious, charming and lingering.
"When will there be an ice sculpture here?" Qiu Tong said in surprise.
She had only been out for half a day, and the place was almost ruined. It seemed that after a war, there was an additional beautiful ice sculpture.
Qingjun looked at the person, it was Qiu Tong and Ye Chen. They came in time. If they were late for a while, they would probably not be able to see it.
Ye Chen also stopped by the pool and looked at the ice sculptures a little. It was golden scales coming out of the pool. He could probably guess who it was carved for.
"Who carved it?" Qiu Tong looked at Qingjun and asked.
This ice sculpture is so beautiful, transparent and shiny, graceful without losing its momentum, and is lifelike in the night, as if it will fly away at any time.
"What a pity, you missed the most exciting moment, but it's not too late to make up for it now. This ice sculpture was made by Wu Yue." As he said that, Qingjun glanced at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen had no expression on his face, and there seemed to be something passing through his eyes, which was fleeting in a flash.
"Why did Wu Yue adjust an ice sculpture?" Qiu Tong was even more puzzled. This was not Wu Yue's place, so what did he do?
"Haha, of course I'm giving it to someone." Qingjun said with a smile.
"Is it for the owner?" Qiu Tong was a little surprised, Wu Yue was too brave.
"Other can I give it to? And she has accepted it." Speaking of this, an unknown depression flashed in Qingjun's eyes, and his fingertips cut through his palms.
"You said the master accepted it?" Qiu Tong asked in disbelief for a while.
It seems that no one has ever given the owner anything to the owner. But she knows that no matter who gives the owner something, the owner will definitely not accept it. Now the owner has accepted it, Wu Yue...
Qingjun sneered, and suddenly a lingering flame turned into a reddish night, and the flames hit the ice sculptures in the pond.
Qiutong was shocked by the sudden situation. When she wanted to stop it, most of the ice sculpture had melted.
Sizzling, it seemed as if even the water in the pool was boiling, a smog rose, and there was nothing in the pool.
"Are you crazy?" Qiu Tong shouted, and it turned out that Qingjun was even more courageous than Wu Yue.
"How can I see it?" Qingjun bent his lips and felt a little relieved. He just ruined the things he didn't like.
"That's the master's thing." Qiu Tong said coldly. She really felt that Qingjun was crazy, with such crazy eyes, crazy!
"Anyway, this ice sculpture will not exist for long. Once winter passes, it will always disappear." Qingjun sneered.
"But without the master's order, you destroyed it privately!" Qiu Tong said coldly, and she was the witness.
"At worst, I can carve one exactly the same one, even more perfect than it." Qingjun smiled, he had this confidence.
Qiutong wanted to say something, but she suddenly laughed and even laughed, looking at the person in front of her pitifully. She couldn't understand Ye Chen and Wuxin, but suddenly understood Qingjun a little.
"Why are you laughing at?" Qingjun's eyes were filled with cold light, he hated this kind of gaze!
"Haha, no matter how many lords you carve exactly the same or even more perfect, they are not the original lord and will never be replaced."
After speaking, Qiutong left. Ye Chen was gone, and he left at some point.
Qingjun looked at the empty pool, his face pale as snow. The pleasure in his heart just now disappeared instantly and was eroded by the coldness.