Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Yan San let go of his hand and watched Ling Qingyu running towards Ye Po and Ying Jiu, with a faint smile on his lips.

Nine! Po'er! Ling Qingyu grabbed the clothes next to him and pulled the two people on the ground up. While hurriedly putting the clothes on them, he said: Fool, what are you doing! If... if...

Master, we are fine. Really, if you touch it, my hand is still warm. The corners of his lips were so cold that they were still a little white. Ying Jiu channeled his inner energy into his hand, stretched out his warm hand and held hers. Hands, chuckled.

The corners of Ling Qingyu's eyes suddenly became moist, and he stamped his feet and said, What if someone sees me! Still naked!

Ying Jiu and Ye Po's expressions suddenly stiffened, and they subconsciously looked to the side. No, no, even though they were praying to the sacred mountain wholeheartedly, they could also detect the sound of footsteps around them. But just now, except for Ling Qingyu, it was clear that Except for those familiar footsteps and Yan San's soft and imperceptible sound, there was no one else.

Hurry up and put them on! Ling Qingyu held up the pants for Ye Po with one hand and pulled down Ying Jiu's sweater with the other hand. His hands were shaking as he touched their bodies, which were like ice cubes.

Go back and take a bath first. After a while, you can come out to watch the sunrise. Yan San put his fist on his lips to suppress his laughter and said softly.

Yes! Go back quickly! Ling Qingyu dragged the two of them towards the inn again.

Easy... Yan San called softly from behind. After seeing Ling Qingyu's footsteps paused, Ye Po immediately picked him up. Then he sneaked in quietly and turned to look at the man in the night. Gleaming snowy mountains.

Kawabog, if those who are destined to worship it, infinite miracles will appear...

After taking a look, Yan San picked up the clothes left by the three people from the snow, then flicked his fingers, and a strong gust of wind hit the second floor of another inn. He was pushed by a sleepy-eyed tourist. He opened the window and then walked back leisurely following the three people who had already rushed into the inn.

Really, what if someone sees me? Ying Jiu is still naked...

The window that had just been opened was suddenly slammed shut, startling the sleepy tourist. He shook his head and went back to sleep. After sleeping for a quarter of an hour, he suddenly woke up. After staring at the window for a minute, He stepped forward carefully, carefully stretched out his fingers and pushed the window open.

The window creaked open a crack, and the cool and bright moonlight filtered in, casting a light and shadow in the dim interior.

The tourist was stunned, rushed to the window, and pushed the window wide open.

It's clear! It's clear! It's out! The snowy mountains are out! Kawaborg!

There were one or two excited noises, and soon they became loud. The windows of the inn and hotel opened one after another, and then more excited noises sounded.

Huadong and the other three were woken up directly. They were about to curse someone in a daze. When they heard the word Snow Mountain in those shouts, they suddenly woke up. They didn't even have time to put on their clothes. They put on their shawls and kicked their shoes before opening the balcony door and rushing out. go out.

There were already many people standing on the balcony. Hua Dong didn't have time to see who it was, and all his eyes were occupied by the other side.

In the dark sky, the silver-white mountains stood tall like jade dragons, and the ice and snow emitted a bright and quiet light under the moonlight.

Meili Snow Mountain, Kawaborg, the snow-capped mountains that were still shrouded in clouds and mist yesterday were so clearly displayed in front of us as if they were close at hand, and the holy light seemed to wash away all the haze in my heart.

That glance made everyone who saw it forget to breathe.

Why did you come out dressed like this! After being moved, he turned around and saw Hua Dong's silly look, and shouted to Dongxi. At the same time, he wanted to take off his clothes to her, but when he touched them with his hands, he realized that he was wearing more clothes than hers. Even less. At least she had a shawl and shoes. She came out wearing only underwear and sandals.

Then he looked at the few people next to him who had just come back to their senses and were dressed like him. They looked at each other and jumped up. They ran into the room holding their arms and rubbing their shoulders, shouting as they ran: so cold!

Zhao Wei watched in amusement as those people rushed back and pushed his own woman back. He folded his hands and walked to the railing.

He is a veteran, he does not take off all his clothes when sleeping, and wears socks on his feet. When he gets up, he only needs to pick up his coat. Unlike those few people who have gone on such a long journey, he still makes this mistake. Sure enough, , must have been too well protected, by those men...

When I walked to the railing, I saw a group of people standing at the best spot on the viewing platform. They were neatly dressed and surrounded the woman in the middle. They used their bodies to help her block the cold wind. The woman, holding one person in each hand, They leaned closely together and looked at the Kawaborg opposite, which became increasingly clear as the sky grew brighter.

The sacred mountain of wishes.

It was still raining and snowing in the middle of the night, but now it was such a clear sky. The visibility was even higher than anything he had ever seen before. The innkeeper looked at the snow-capped mountains and couldn't close his mouth.

There was the sound of chanting from behind. The boss turned around and saw that it was his mother. He called her softly and looked at her questioningly.

This is the arrival of a destined person, and the spirit of the sacred mountain appears. Kawaborg has responded to his sincere intention. The old Tibetan mother said softly, turned the prayer wheel in her hand, picked up the beads, and softly recited the scriptures.

The boss turned around, clasped his hands together, and made a sincere wish. Although he didn't know who was responsible for it, the appearance of the sacred mountain is a rare occurrence in a hundred years. At this time, as long as you sincerely make a wish and maintain a pure heart and good intentions, then your wishes will come true.

The quiet night suddenly became noisy. The lights in the inns and restaurants behind him lit up. Amidst the noise, people gathered on the observation deck one after another.

Holding Ye Po's hand in one hand and Ying Jiu's in the other, feeling the warmth of the palm, Ling Qingyu's heart slowly calmed down as he looked at the Kawaborg that was dazzlingly illuminated by the silver light of the moon.

There seems to be an image of these two silly children worshiping devoutly in the eyes. I thought that time flies by and nothing will not change in time. But now I know that in fact, what changes is only people's unwillingness to persevere.

Just like this Kawaborg, this Meili Thirteen Peaks, standing tall for hundreds of millions of years, pure ice and snow for hundreds of millions of years, whether you think about it or not, whether you see it or not, it is here.

Wrapped in mist, dark clouds covering your head, light mist, clear sky, no matter what, it is actually there, waiting for hundreds of millions of years, as long as you are sincere, it will show you its most beautiful posture.

The sky gradually brightened, and the silhouette of the snow-capped mountains became clearer and clearer. After the crowd gathered, the noise dissipated and became silent.

At dawn, the earth was empty and silent, the moon tilted eastward, and when the first ray of warm orange sunlight touched the peaks of the snow peaks, the crisp chirping of birds rang out in the valley, and the silence was suddenly broken, as if echoing the sound of life. , the sun is dyeing the snow-capped mountains faster and faster, the silver snow line recedes, the rolling and majestic snow-capped mountains, the pyramid peaks, Kawaborg and his wife and children are all covered in brilliant golden clothes , so gorgeous, so sacred, dazzling and dazzling.

As the sun kissed all over the valley, a fine mist rose from the valley. The mist steamed under the sunlight and gradually formed a white cloud belt that shimmered like a streamer, like a ribbon wrapped around Kawaborg.

A Hada dedicated to Kawaborg... Zhao Wei said softly as the shutter clicked. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the woman and the men kissing one by one.

There was no eroticism in that kiss, just like the feeling of the resplendent Kawaborg, pure and touching.