The cannon fodder goblin is as beautiful as a flower

After walking a few hundred meters along the mountain road, the scenery is completely opposite to the four seasons flowers at the foot of the mountain.

The air is more transparent, but the temperature drops suddenly, and the flowers and plants have disappeared, and even the wind that passes by by chance seems to be carrying ice crystals.

Ming You couldn't help shivering, and suddenly felt the chill go through her bones.

The flowers and trees along the road are getting rarer and rarer, and a few sporadic plants are stuck in the crevices of the roadside stones, hanging with ice edges or frost.

He looked at the moon-white figure a few steps away, and he was still not in a hurry, and did not stop at all.

Mingyou struggled to keep up, not wanting to fall, the thin white mist from his nose lingered for a long time, the icy air poured into the lungs, the ice balls seemed to freeze all internal organs, suffocating uncomfortably!

He raised his fingers to gather the skirt of his clothes, but found that his fingertips were blue and white, and he couldn't use his strength after trembling for a long time. The farther and farther he went, he tried his best, but he was struggling!

I have seen such a scene before, the same heartbreak, the same helplessness, the same watching him go away, but this time, he called out his voice softly.

"sea……"

The soft and fragile voice, like butterflies condensed with spiritual power, scattered and bumped lightly among the empty mountain walls, and suddenly became silent in a blink of an eye.

Cang Hai turned his head abruptly, and saw Ming You leaning against a bluestone, her face was pale, her lips were blue and purple, her face was covered with a thin layer of frost, and her breathing was already weak.He flew over and put his palm on the back of his heart, pushing the immortal power into his veins.

A sense of softness and warmth, like a little snake waking up from hibernation, wandering in all directions among the cold tendons, extremely comfortable, gradually dissipating the cold, Mingyou let out a long sigh of relief, and gave a soft □□ sound, her sanity gradually turn around.

Opening his eyes, he found that he was leaning against Cang Hai's arms in an ambiguous posture. Cang Hai's palm was pressed against his back, and he could feel the warm current gushing from his palm through his clothes, like a clear stream, flowing in his body. It gurgled past, like a spring breeze, like a summer rain, more like that kiss many years ago, it was obviously gentle but every bit fell on my heart, leaving a deep imprint on the bottom of my heart!

Ming You fluttered her eyelashes and closed her eyes again, but she only lingered for a moment.He gently pushed Cang Hai away, "Master, I'm fine..."

Fanmeng Mountain is so high that it almost covers half of the sun, and the light between the stone walls is even more dim.Mingyou lowered his head slightly, and his long eyelashes cast two pale shadows under his eyelids. At this moment, he was weak, restrained his wanton smile, and his facial features suddenly softened. Gentle.

When Canghai heard the soft call just now, he was neither the master nor Lord Canghai, but just "Canghai", his heart had already been broken into pieces.

Canghai has a high status and a detached status. Those who are familiar with him or not call him Canghaijun to show respect, but only Zhihua will call him by his name. From the first day, it has been like this, because in his heart , no identity, no status, only a lover full of expectations!

Could it be, Mingyou remembered something?However, looking at his indifferent appearance now, it doesn't look like it!

Cang Hai said softly, "Blame me, Mrs. Ying once told me that you are afraid of the cold and heat, I forgot." He straightened up, "It's better, go back!"

Ming You suddenly grabbed the corner of Cang Hai's clothes, his eyes sparkled with hope and pleaded, "No, Master, I'm going."

Cang Hai bowed his head, hesitating for a moment, Zhihua is a spirit beast bred by the aura of heaven and earth, and this spirit root is attached to his nine-colored deerskin, when he lost his soul, he didn't know who killed him, The nine-color deerskin was stripped off.Therefore, even if the spirit-gathering technique condensed his three souls and seven souls and reborn him, but without the deerskin, he is just an ordinary little deer demon. It's only a matter of time before the soul flies away.

Mingyou saw that he lowered his eyes and said nothing, he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a melancholy in his eyes that he couldn't see clearly, so thick that he couldn't melt it, and suddenly felt distressed.

What's wrong with him, he has practiced in the sea for thousands of years, and he has long been flattered and humiliated. The former Zhihua has been obsessed with him for so long, and he has never seen him have any other emotions. He probably belongs to those Ruicai Emperor Ji who fell in love with him , Fuyun Yuannv and her like are nothing more than another wishful thinking person!

Thinking about it later, Zhihua at that time was really cheeky, maybe in Canghai’s heart, he was not as good as Ruicai Diji and Fuyun Yuannv. Damn, he was still a man, a man who insulted his personal virtues!

"Master", Mingyou called again, thinking in his heart, in his previous life, he thought that only I was the closest to you, so he could call Cang Hai directly, but I didn't realize that I was just deceiving myself.In this life, I will call you master, and I will call you less once, who knows when my little life will be confessed, and it is not a big disadvantage!

Cang Hai didn't speak, but suddenly squatted down, helped him button up the buttons he didn't fasten in the morning when he was lazy, and then took off his robe, wrapped him tightly, put one hand on his knees, and hugged him horizontally.

"Hey", Mingyou couldn't help but struggled twice, "Master, I can go by myself."

Cang Hai said coldly, "Shut up!"

Ming You immediately shut his mouth tightly, he knew that with Cang Hai's temper, when he didn't want to talk or explain, he wouldn't say a word, you only have to obey!

He blinked his eyes and looked up from the bottom up, looking at Cang Hai's sharp jaw, light lip color, and high nose bridge. He looks really handsome and striking. No wonder so many people like it, just like a branch blooming on a cliff. The pineapple flower is unattainable!Zhihua probably joined the bee colony around him because of this face!

Gently approaching his chest inch by inch, and then tentatively pressed his face against his chest, which was only in his jacket, and then took a sneak peek, and found that Cang Hai was already using magic to float to the top of the cloud-covered mountain. His small thoughts, so he quietly pursed his lips and smiled, and pressed them tighter.

It hurts a little bit from the small snow sleet hitting the face, and there is actually fine snow here.

The empty mountaintop is quiet and far away, only one cold pool glows with a lonely blue light, the sky and the earth are extremely quiet, as if there has been no sound since the beginning of the world.

Mingyou stepped on the thin snow and approached the deep pool. The water in the pool was deep and clear, but she couldn't see to the bottom.He knew that there was a spring of ice bubbling from the bottom of the pool, that the cold spring never stopped, that the water in the pool was bitingly cold but would never freeze.

"Don't get too close, you can't stand the cold."

Cang Hai followed behind him.

"En", Mingyou replied, two steps away, stopped, and looked around, there were two fruit trees ten meters away, full of bright red Xuanjing fruit.

In fact, on the day when Canghai handed it to him, he recognized Xuan Jingguo at a glance.

Heaven and earth, only Fanmeng Mountain has it.

The fruit tree is not high, and Mingyou can touch the fruits like little red lanterns one by one by raising her hand. With joy in her eyes, she muttered to herself, "I didn't expect it to be alive..."

Cang Hai stood far away, looking at his back, Yu Xue started falling into his eyes, and overlapped with the thick and faint figure in his memory in a trance.A scene separated by a snow curtain, back in time, clearly in front of my eyes.

The man was holding a fruit core in his hand, and was putting it into the dug deep pit.The person next to him said, "I told you that you can't live, but I don't believe it."

The man listened, but he didn't care, but withdrew his hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and said to the little fruit core, "I have passed your immortal energy, you will definitely grow into it", and then whispered I don't know what to say.

The person next to him ignored him, took a long-handled water ladle to draw water from the ice spring, and was about to water the mysterious crystal fruit tree, but when he leaned over, he looked sideways at the squatting shadow of that person, who was as cute as a child Jiaohan, Zhenzhi planted the fruit core heavily and sealed the soil with his hands.

The fine snow was getting denser, blocking the view, the sea brushed away the snow particles hanging on the eyebrows, the snow curtain was as thin as bamboo, and it was clear, but Mingyou bent over to fetch water from the pool.

Thin spring water flowed into the roots of the tree, Mingyou's eyes were calm, and the daytime smile at the corners of his eyes and brows disappeared completely, as if he was born like this, beautiful and gentle, Zhilan Yushu.

"Master, the fruit of this tree is not the same color as that one!"

When Cang Hai came back to his senses, Ming You's slanted eyes were still in his eyes, with a playful smile on his face.

"The fruit on the left is darker in color. It's very old. I don't know when it was here. Anyway, it's older than my master Guangyuan Maharaja. The one on the right..." His eyes suddenly dimmed, and he glanced at it for some reason. With a glance, the other party raised an eyebrow, and seemed to be listening with interest.

"The one on the right was planted by a friend of mine 500 years ago... There is only one Xuanjing fruit tree in the world. I planted it many times, but it couldn't survive. Many fairy friends also wanted to transplant it, but they didn't succeed," he said. Pausing for a while, his eyes turned to the heavy snow curtain, flakes of flying snow, which had become like goose feathers, "I never thought that he could do it...It was easy to do it...I don't know, why..."

Mingyou picked a fruit, wiped it in the palm of her hand, stuffed it between her white teeth, like biting a small blister, and the sweet juice burst out of her mouth, "Probably, your friend is like me. , I’m a foodie.” He laughed while chewing, “I also like to eat very much. Someday, I’ll have to try and see if I can fill this mountain top. When the time comes, the mountain will be full of red. How pretty..."

Everything in the world is pure and white, the sound of falling snow becomes more and more noisy in the silence, and the sound of singing is covered, so it can't be heard clearly.All I saw was that he suddenly bent down, and suddenly stood on tiptoe. After a while, he wrapped a big heavy bag with Cang Hai's outer robe, tied a huge knot, put it on his back, and walked back.

"Master", Mingyou handed over the bag, "make it smaller, you take it."

Cang Hai looked at the two trees, he was very active, he only picked the fruit of the old tree, and seeing that it was not as luxuriant as before, he poked Mingyou's forehead with his finger, "You, you are so cruel. , others can't eat it if they want to eat it, but you use it as a meal!"

Mingyou smiled and dodged, opening her mouth to bite his fingertips, "Who told you not to give me food..."

Suddenly, Mingyou's smile froze on the corners of his lips, and then it disappeared, and he turned around, "Master, I'm cold, go back."