Rebirth of Ghost White

On the side, Luzi and Ghost Lantern had already said goodbye to Agulang, and Guzi whispered "Let's go", and the three of them and a donkey stood quietly waiting for him in the vast snow not far away.

Gently rubbing Mu Tuolan's little hairy head, forcibly ignoring her little hand that promised to swear, Qiang Liang reached out and put her stubborn little hand back in his pocket, greeted Agulang with a smile, and ran quickly to The direction in which Luzi is located.

On the running road, there was wind, snow, and people. Looking at the figures of the three people standing still in the vast snow, Qiang Liang chuckled silently. In fact, this is quite good...

"Hey——, I won't rob Brother Luzi——!"

"puff!"

Hearing the sound, Qiang Liang staggered and fell hard on the snow surface, making a big hole in the shape of a human.

Spit out a mouthful of snow slag with shame and anger on his face, Qiangliang grinned his teeth, and looked fiercely at Mu Tuolan, who was smiling heartlessly, holding his hands in the shape of a trumpet, and suddenly felt a mouthful of old blood in his heart.

The sound of footsteps approaching in front of him, he raised his head and stared blankly at the hand stretched out towards him, a slender and powerful hand, Qiang Liang's face was flushed with embarrassment and anger, but he still held He Zi's hand hard, and stood up. stand up.

Staring at the little man in front of him with a face full of embarrassment, wishing he could find a hole in the ground, he smiled teasingly, his voice was a pleasure he had never had before.

"I didn't hear what she just said?"

"Qing your brother-in-law, I don't even know what she's talking about!" With a blushing face and throwing away the support of Zizi, Qiangliang looked frustrated, clutching his buttocks, and limped towards the ghost lamp and the little donkey.

"Then what are you shy about?" Guzi's faint voice was behind him, and he sounded very happy, as if he was very satisfied with someone's shy expression just now.

"I'm not shy, it's frozen red..."

... Far away from the grasslands and tents, the weather gradually eased, the wind slowly stopped, and there were only a few tiny snowflakes floating in the sky.

Along the way, Qiangliang led the biscuit, but he didn't talk to Zizi. The two of them were sandwiched between the biscuit, but they suppressed it badly. They didn't dare to flick their tails when they walked, for fear of offending the two witches who would be air-conditioned if they disagreed ( Dirty) Male.

Beads of sweat soaked on Ghost Lamp's forehead, and because there was another person in his arms, walking was not easy.

The originally pale and thin lips were slightly flushed due to running around and sweating. Coupled with the abnormally pale skin all year round, it looked a little morbidly charming, and the originally cold and flamboyant temperament seemed to have become much gentler.

There are forests everywhere here, the night wind is blowing, and the misty place seems to be surrounded by lights. If there is a seemingly absent melodious sound of silk and bamboo, it is ethereal and melodious.

"Snow."

A low male voice whispered softly, this voice was gentle and elegant, but it was more familiar and missed than anyone else.

Ghost Lamp stared in disbelief at the man in his arms who was still sleeping with his eyes closed, his black eyes were full of excitement that was lost and found, excited but suppressed.

"Such beautiful snow—"

He raised his hand to gently caress the corners of Bai Ze's warm eyes and eyebrows, barely stopping at the bewitching eyelids, this is their common mark.

Ghost Lantern replied softly, more gentle and affectionate than ever before, "Yes, such beautiful snow..."

The beautiful snow falls and disappears, just like the love words that have been said. If you didn't hear clearly at that time, you may not be able to hear clearly again.

Two Baize! ! !

The mist gradually lifted, and the sparse mountain forests gradually disappeared without a trace. In all directions, as far as the eye can see, there are only dense clumps of bamboo forests.

It was already sunset, the evening wind in the forest was lonely, the bamboo leaves were falling, and the ghost lamp raised its head, silently looking at the world isolated by the bamboo forest.

His thin lips were tightly pursed, and no emotion could be seen in his thick black eyes, but the hand on Bai Ze's waist was tight and tight, as if he wanted to rub Bai Ze into his body.

In this world surrounded by bamboo forests, there are only crimson clouds in the sky. Through the dense bamboo forests, the faint afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled on the emerald green and slender bamboo leaves.

In the warm golden light, there is a bit of fiery red color of the sunset, which smudges on the bustling bamboo leaves, and prints a bit of dark and thick black on the original emerald green leaves. Feeling inexplicably cool.

"What the hell is this place, it's all bamboo?" Qiangliang said, finding a bamboo for comparison.

Immediately, he looked at the bamboo in his hand in surprise, and said in shock: "Tsk tsk tsk, this thing looks so fat! I can barely hold it with one hand, what the hell did it grow up on?!"

The bamboo in this forest is thicker than other places, it is not a rare species, but the smell here is strange, different from other places, I am afraid that the bamboo grows so big now, it also varies according to the place.

After several times of bamboo shadows swaying, the sky above the head gradually lost its bright colors, and was replaced by the faint night in a short while.

The ghost lamp put Bai Ze lightly, wrapped his arms around his waist, looked around vigilantly with cold eyes.

The evening wind was lonely, and a towering black shadow approached silently behind the ghost lamp, carrying a gust of dark wind.

A slender and trembling hand rested on Bai Ze's shoulder tremblingly.

The silky clothes were instantly wrinkled, and the faint moonlight shone through the clouds on the big hand. The slender and powerful knuckles were almost transparent white under the silver moonlight, with a bit of eerie coolness. .

"Huh—" A breath of hot air was blown on the back of Bai Ze's neck, and the black figure sneaked in between Gui Bai, as if he was preparing a tone.

"You said... this bamboo... did it grow up eating human flesh, with such a fat waist..."

A strange and hoarse voice sounded behind Bai Ze, sharp and piercing, trembling, but with a faint openness.

"Crack!" A whip was mercilessly lashed/on that big pale hand, and in an instant, the creases on Bai Ze's shoulders were smoothed away silently, leaving only one figure trembling squatting At the feet of Kuz.

The broad arms were trembling and shivering, the seductive mouth was lightly opened, and carefully blowing on the red marks on the hands, Qiangliang spit out a few words in a low voice:

"How can it be cultivated, it is really non-toxic and not a husband!".

The delicate pinnae trembled slightly, and the words were heard clearly by the man beside him.

I saw a certain cold, proud and solemn man raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He hit the iron with heat, saw every stitch, and decisively stretched out his hand to protect the man squatting at his feet.

Yuzi's slender fingers rubbed Qiangliang's dull hair soothingly, and his voice was as soft as the spring breeze in early spring and February, with the tranquility of wild plums on the mountain.

"This bamboo is bloodthirsty, and it only loves delicious fat meat."

As Yuzi said, Youyou looked at Qiang, who was squatting on the ground with a dazed expression and pulled his trouser legs, a strong desire flashed in his eyes.

His eyes looked through Qiang Liang, as if he was looking at a plate of delicious food, rather than a cute and pitiful idiot, and he licked the corner of his lips intentionally or unintentionally.

As if to prove that what Yuzi said was not just empty words, the ghost lamp lightly supported Bai Ze, and quickly passed the leaf peak with the thin bamboo leaves beside him with one hand.

The "rustle" branches and leaves are shaking, and the bright red blood drops are like fine agate, inlaid on the green leaf tips, round and translucent.

With the cool moonlight imprinted, Qiang Liang moved just in time when he heard the sound, and his face of muddy horse from this point of view was imprinted in the blood beads.

Just as Qiangliang opened his eyes wide to see clearly, he saw the bright red blood dripping with Qiangliang's frightened expression slowly melting into the bamboo leaf and disappearing in a moment.

"..." Qiang Liang stared at the leaf, and felt more and more that the leaf was stretching more and more, as if it had become even more tender? !

Ghost Lantern glanced coldly at the frightened Qiang Liang, and said in a cold voice without any emotion, indifferent, and ruthless, "You seem to have grown fat recently."

"Oh——, I'm not fat, I'm baby fat! How can I fix it!!"

He calmly pulled the aggrieved person who was squatting on the ground into his arms, and softly comforted the thunder ancestor witch who was known as the bravest in the ancestor witch world in his arms, and was very strong.

He wrapped his arms around his arms, tightly trapping the person in his arms, with a rare joyful smile in his eyes, and patted the back of the person in his arms, his voice was like a spring breeze in February, and flowers bloomed on Moshang.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

These were the most tender words he had ever said in his life.

Gradually, the sound of the wind picked up, the fog thickened, and the dense bamboo leaves rubbed against each other. The sky that you can see when you look up is already pitch black, and there is only a crescent moon like a sickle, shining coolly on the sky in the bamboo forest. four people.

The dense shadows of the bamboo branches, with disturbing loneliness, projected coldly on the ground, like a group of demons and ghosts with teeth and claws.

The night is as cool as water, and occasionally a cool breeze blows, lifting the black corner of the ghost lamp, and the moonlight shines on it, printing a faint halo.

Bai Ze was beside him, within reach, still in a long sleep, with his furry head lightly resting on the shoulder of Ghost Lamp, silent as before, yet like a flower in a moon mirror in water, elusive and unattainable.

After the dream words at that time, Bai Ze fell into a coma again, and Ghost Lantern even suspected that those sleep words were just his own hallucinations.

But at that moment when Bai Ze opened his eyes slightly, it seemed that the youth of the whole world was blooming in the arms of the ghost lamp.After a moment, it was again... the mountains and rivers were forever silent.

The gloomy bluestone path quietly extends to the distance, stretching for several miles, like a sleeping black dragon, mixed with the thick night, until it goes deeper into the unknown.

The hazy moonlight was like a layer of silver veil, covering the four people on the stone road.

Ghost Lantern, Yuzi, and Qiangliang are all dressed in dark robes, except for the handsome man with fairy robes and coquettish eyebrows and eyes, who is dressed in white clothes. The clothes move with the wind, ethereal, elegant and elegant.

Such a pair of coquettish eyebrows, I don't know when they occupied the eyes of the ghost lamp, it seems that once he looks directly, from then on... he can never go back