Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

Dark as ink.

A cold moon emerged from the clouds, as white as jade, and cast a touch of frost as light as autumn water on the earth shrouded in the hazy night.

A trace of movement suddenly appeared on the flat blue ice lake.

A figure came out of the lake.

Step by step.

Walked onto the shore.

The robes he was wearing were all wet with the bone-chilling lake water, and the ends of his long hair, which had been meticulously tied up with a crown, were dripping with water.

The man raised his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Jingyue, who had been waiting on the shore.

There was a slight movement in the throat: "...senior sister."

In his usually cold tone, there was now a hint of a muffled nasal sound, with lingering sounds and several hooks.

He obviously didn't say anything, but he seemed to have suffered some great grievance.

Immediately, Lin Jingyue stepped forward, supported the person with distressed eyes, and responded softly: "Senior sister is here."

The man's pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of fuzzy white gauze, and he couldn't see clearly what his expression was, making him a little more confused.

Feeling the familiar and reassuring breath, the man became more obedient and docile, resting his head gently on Lin Jingyue's shoulder without saying a word.

"Let's go back." Lin Jingyue said softly.

The man didn't respond and just let Lin Jingyue take him away.

Lin Jingyue brought people into a house.

Inside the house, Lin Jingyue patiently warned the confused man while leading him to the indoor hot spring pool.

"The water has been put away, and the clothes are also in there."

"Go wash up and warm yourself up, but don't wash for too long, you know?"

The hot spring pool water inside is imported from the flowing water of underground hot springs, and the temperature is always maintained at the most comfortable temperature for the human body.

After coaxing people in, Lin Jingyue went to prepare warm soup to ward off the cold.

After waiting for almost half a stick of incense, just when Lin Jingyue thought Wu Hua was sleeping inside again and was thinking about whether to go in, the latter came out wearing a white middle coat.

Maybe after taking a dip in the warm water, the pale face that had just come out of the ice lake finally gained some fresh color.

However, the side effects of the 'Qingsi' attack are still there, and people are still a little dazed and in a daze.

"Wu Hua, come here."

Lin Jingyue hooked her fingers.

The man's somewhat hazy eyes stared at Lin Jingyue for a few times, as if to confirm who the person in front of him was.

Soon, the man relaxed his mind and walked towards Lin Jingyue.

Lin Jingyue led the person to the bed, motioned for the latter to sit down, and then brought the warm soup: "Wu Hua, drink the warm soup to warm yourself up."

The man took it with both hands, holding the soup bowl, his lips pressed against the edge of the bowl, and then drank in small sips.

After the man finished drinking the soup, Lin Jingyue stared at the man again and took some warming elixirs.

"Are you sleepy? Go to bed and take a nap."

Following Lin Jingyue's words, the man lay on the bed, covered with a thick and warm quilt.

Seeing that the man kept looking at her, Lin Jingyue couldn't help but reach out to cover the man's eyes, but the thick and trembling eyelashes made her palms itch slightly.

"Okay, go to sleep." Lin Jingyue coaxed in a warm voice: "Just wake up and you'll be fine..."

"Um……"

The person on the bed quietly stuffed his head into the bed. Perhaps he was really too tired and tired, so he quickly closed his eyes and rested obediently.

Lin Jingyue took out the Jiugong Mirror and sent a message to Leng Mingjing at Xianzhu Peak.

Within a moment, Leng Mingjing came over.

"Elder brother." Lin Jingyue stood up and moved out of the way.

Leng Mingjing stopped in front of the bed and put his fingertips on Wu Hua's exposed wrist. He frowned for a while, then his expression softened and he said softly to Lin Jingyue: "The situation has stabilized a lot. No accident, at least two Within ten years, the love affair should not occur again. I took a look at the bone age development and everything is normal."

Leng Mingjing didn't stay long, turned around and walked out of the house.

Lin Jingyue followed out.

"After so many years, Wu Hua is finally able to initially control the power of time, and his body is no longer 'frozen' by time." Leng Mingjing turned his head and glanced at the door he just walked out of, sighing softly.

Hearing this, Lin Jingyue also showed a trace of nostalgia in her eyes: "Yes, everything is slowly getting better..."

"Jingyue, you continue to take care of Wuhua, I'm leaving first."

Lin Jingyue nodded: "Yes, senior brother, walk slowly."

"..."

……

……

……

In a bizarre world.

"Senior brother..."

"Sister..."

The fourteen-year-old boy's voice sounded faintly. He looked around blankly and anxiously, but he couldn't find any familiar place or person.

He seems lost...

In a daze, it seemed that there were many invisible faces surrounding the young man, pointing at him, with no concealed malice in their eyes.

"Look, it's that useless piece of shit!"

"Your Highness Princess, he seems to be alone..."

"Go and bring him here..."

"..."

Several people pinned the young man to the ground, and his hands and feet were pinned so tightly that he could not move.

"What are you going to do?"

The boy was questioning.

But no one responded to him, they were all laughing to themselves.

"Your Highness, look at him like this, tsk tsk... he's so pitiful..."

"You deserve it! How can his two senior brothers and sisters be so aloof! It is a gift to him that our Highness, the Princess, likes this good-for-nothing like him!"

"Your Highness, I heard that women in your country know the secret technique of 'love silk', which can make men surrender wholeheartedly. I wonder if we can open our eyes today?"

"..."

Soon, the young man felt a stinging pain in his eyebrows, as if something was implanting bit by bit in an attempt to control him.

Slowly, consciousness became more and more blurred.

"No...go away...go away..."

When the boy's coat was taken off, those who were still laughing were sent flying by a spiritual whip.

Two figures appeared in time.

One person held the handle of the whip in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes. He whipped those people one whip after another, and screams continued.

Another person came to the boy's side and picked up the boy who was thinner than ordinary people.

The young man opened his eyes drowsily and saw his senior brother: "Senior brother..."

"It's okay, senior brother and senior sister are here."

The young man turned his head and looked at the senior sister who was wielding the whip again. His heart completely calmed down and he fell into a coma...

……later.

Vaguely, the young man seemed to hear the voices of his senior brothers and sisters, as if they were arguing with someone.

The center of my eyebrows always hurts...