After eating and drinking, everyone sat there a little lazily.

Tong Huanyou was already a little tipsy due to the alcohol, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were a little blurry.

"Wow... there are so many stars in the sky."

Song Yingyue looked at Tong Huanyou's appearance, smiled and shook her head, "It seems that she is drunk, Youyou, let's go back to the room and sleep."

After saying that, he stood up, supported Tong Huanyou, and took her to the room.

Tong Huanyou would occasionally let out a few silly laughs and wave his arms, muttering non-stop: "When I get home in the future... I'll take you guys to eat fried chicken, hamburgers, and turkey noodles... and then... I'll write a black-hearted fan fiction... and give him some skewers too..."

"Who is the black-hearted one?" Song Yingyue helped her cover the quilt and asked with a helpless smile.

"Of course it's...black-hearted...Yu, Qingci." Tong Huanyou said in a daze.

Song Yingyue chuckled, raised her hand and stroked Tong Huanyou's forehead, sighed helplessly, "I'd better wait until you wake up, then I'll bring you some sobering soup."

Then he extinguished the candle beside the bed, walked out quietly and closed the door.

When she was about to go back to her room, she turned around and bumped into Yu Qingci without paying attention.

She couldn't help but let out a soft cry and leaned back slightly.

Yu Qingci quickly reached out to support Song Yingyue, "Sister, be careful."

Song Yingyue finally stood up and asked, "Aci, why haven't you returned to your room yet?"

Yu Qingci's gaze lingered on Song Yingyue's face for a moment.

Answering a question that is not related to the question: "Sister, has the cold started to flare up?"

Song Yingyue was slightly startled, then smiled and said casually: "It's not that serious, just a little discomfort."

"Sister, you don't have to hide it from me." Yu Qingci frowned.

Song Yingyue sighed softly, knowing that she couldn't hide it, and said, "Don't worry, there are still two days, right? I can still hold on. When I really can't hold on any longer, I'll come find you."

Yu Qingci lowered his eyes and took out the hairpin that Tong Huanyou gave him, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Song Yingyue looked at him with some confusion, "What is this?"

Yu Qingci hesitated for a while, handed the hairpin to Song Yingyue, and slowly said: "Sister, this hairpin...maybe it can relieve your symptoms a little."

Song Yingyue took the hairpin and examined it carefully, but could not see anything special about it. She asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Yu Qingci frowned, not knowing how to explain for a moment, "Sister...you should try it on first."

Song Yingyue finally nodded, "Okay."

She gently inserted the hairpin into her hair, and the moment she put it on, the cold feeling on her body suddenly disappeared.

Her eyes widened in surprise, unable to believe it, and she quickly cast a spell to check her pulse, which was no longer slowed down by the cold and had returned to normal speed.

"Aci, this... this is too amazing!" Song Yingyue couldn't suppress her shock.

Yu Qingci was also surprised. He had originally wanted to give it a try, and he never expected that this hairpin could actually suppress Song Yingyue's cold.

"I didn't expect that..." Yu Qingci muttered to himself.

Song Yingyue raised her hand and gently stroked the hairpin, her heart filled with surprise and joy, "Ah Ci, where did this hairpin come from? It can actually have such an effect."

Yu Qingci said nothing.

Song Yingyue didn't ask any more questions: "Anyway, thank you, Aci."

Yu Qingci looked at Song Yingyue's happy expression, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I'm glad that Sister is safe."

However, at the same time, Tong Huanyou, who was dreaming, suddenly felt himself falling into a snowy land.

There was endless white all around, and the cold wind blew across her face like a knife.

Ben tried to take a step forward, but found that every step was extremely difficult, and his feet seemed to be frozen in place.

The moonlight shone through the window and onto the edge of her bed.

At this moment, her body couldn't stop shaking, her teeth began to chatter, her lips gradually turned purple, and in a daze she hugged her arms to try to keep herself warm.

outside the house.

Song Yingyue patted Yu Qingci's shoulder and said softly, "Aci, it's getting late, you should go back to your room and rest."

Yu Qingci nodded and said, "Then you should also go to bed early, sister."

Song Yingyue smiled and replied, "Okay, I understand."

Yu Qingci hesitated for a moment, then said, "Sister, if you feel uncomfortable, please call me."

Song Yingyue smiled and said, "I understand."

Yu Qingci glanced at Tong Huanyou's room from the corner of his eye, then turned around and slowly walked towards his own room.

Song Yingyue looked at Yu Qingci's back, smiled gently, then turned around and went back to her room.

After returning to his room, Yu Qingci closed the door gently, turned to the cabinet, took off a wooden relief from his neck and placed it inside.

Then he walked to the window, opened it, and a cool night breeze blew in his face.

There was a bright full moon hanging in the sky, and the moonlight shone on his face, reflecting his slightly cold outline.

The next moment, he leaped up lightly and landed steadily on the roof.

In the moonlight, he twisted his neck, and his originally upright figure began to emit a white chill.

The bones made a crackling sound and the body was changing in a strange way. The muscles were bulging and the hair was growing rapidly like bamboo shoots after spring.

When the cold air gradually dissipated, a majestic seven-tailed white wolf appeared where he had been standing.

The snow-white fur sparkled silver in the moonlight, the sharp fangs shone with a cold light, and the seven huge and powerful tails danced wildly behind it, like the king of beasts.

It shook its hair, then jumped quickly on the roofs of the city and ran towards the city gate.

Finally disappeared into the night outside the city.

The village seemed particularly quiet at night, with lights sparsely lit and occasionally a few houses still having faint candles lit.

The villagers who had been with the village chief had already woken up and were cursing loudly in the village chief's house.

"What kind of monster catchers are they? They are all a bunch of trouble!" a villager said angrily.

Another villager echoed: "That's right, it has caused chaos in our village!"

"You can't even catch a monster! And you still want to meddle in our village's affairs!"

Little did they know that a seven-tailed white wolf was floating at the highest point, its aura becoming increasingly cold, and murderous intent spreading in its eyes.

The next second, his figure turned into a meteor and rushed straight towards the village.

Before anyone could react, they were ruthlessly torn apart by his sharp claws, and their limbs flew everywhere.

"Monster! There is a monster!" The villagers shouted in terror and fled.

But the white wolf was like a demon from hell. He waved his sharp claws and instantly tore open the throat of another villager. Blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing everywhere.

Several villagers tried to escape, but were kicked down by him. He then clawed at their bodies, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere. It was a horrible sight.

"Help! The monster is going to kill people!" All the villagers fled in all directions, with cries and pleas for mercy heard one after another.

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