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Spring is cold and the weather is changeable. There is still a bit of soft sunlight in the morning, and the wind suddenly blows in the evening, making the paper windows creak.

This window should also be repaired.

In the middle of the night, Nalan leaned against the head of the bed.The cold wind outside the window almost broke in through the window, and he sighed slightly in his heart.

The night outside the window is thick, only the shadows of dancing branches can be vaguely seen, and the faint candlelight is reflected on the doors and windows, dying.

"Luoguang, are you asleep?"

Ah Cha's voice came from outside the curtain, her voice was low and soft, and she was cautious, for fear of startling Nalan inside.

Ah Cha is an orphan, except for one uncle, all six relatives are dead.There is nothing but this tile house.

The two slept in the same room, and Ah Cha built a bed with a piece of wood. She was used to doing farm work, so she didn't feel cold when she slept.

Between the two beds hung a piece of navy blue cloth, the linen cloth was mended, patched here and there, barely covering the light.

Nalan tilted his head, did not lift the curtain, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, "What's wrong? But the rain outside is too loud, so I can't sleep?"

There are many continuous drizzles in spring, often intertwined with needle-like coldness, which is so cold that people's bones ache.Nalan is not afraid of the cold, the Frozen End blood in his blood does not allow him to be afraid of the cold, but for some reason, perhaps because there is no spiritual power here, he slowly felt his hands and feet become cold.

Ah Cha curled up in the corner of the bed with the warm quilt in her arms, and was about to shake her head when she suddenly heard a "click", and a cold light flashed through the window.

Thunder cut through the rainy night and exploded in the rain.

She covered her ears tightly, the shadow of her childhood hit her, and her voice couldn't help shaking, "It's raining heavily again, does your head still hurt? I'll make you some medicine, okay?"

Perhaps it was because of the long rain under the peach tree that day that Nalan caught the wind and cold.

"I'm already well, and I don't need any more medicine." Nalan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Are you afraid of thunder?"

In the world of mortals, girls of Ah Cha's age are probably afraid of thunder.

Ah Cha was not afraid at first, but she had a tragic experience when she was a child, and then she became afraid.

After both parents died, brother and sister-in-law followed closely. In five or six years, all six relatives died.In front of and behind him, there is a tile-roofed house left unoccupied.

At that time, the village was extremely poor, and there was no awareness of selling herbal medicines. Ah Cha's relatives were all dead, and he didn't even have a coffin.

She was alone at the funeral.

Ah Cha cried a lot, lying on the pit, tears falling down.

The village chief couldn't bear it, and advised her, "Ah Cha, you can't come back from death, so go back."

Ah Cha refused to leave, and the village head persuaded her several times, but seeing that she didn't listen, he sighed and left.

In the second half of the night, there was a heavy rain, and she couldn't even see the road clearly. When the raindrops hit her, she panicked and cried even louder.

Someone in the distance was calling her name, it was the village chief and the village's uncle.Ah Cha wiped away her tears, and wanted to get up to respond, when lightning flashed across the night sky and landed in front of her, burning a large forest to ashes.

From then on, Ah Cha became afraid of thunder.

But she didn't want to admit it in front of Nalan, the moon was high above, the sand grains were already small enough, how could they fall into the muddy water again?

"I'm not afraid of thunder." Ah Cha's teeth chattered, "I'm just a little cold."

The weather of continuous spring rain is indeed difficult for ordinary people.

Nalan didn't speak, the curtains reflected the faint light of the candles, different from the thunderstorm rumbling outside the window, it was as cold and silent as if there was no sound.

Ah Cha lowered his head in disappointment, did Yaoguang fall asleep?She thought she could say a few more words.

She turned over and carried the curtain behind her back, but she didn't see that the bedding was sunken, and someone sat down under the dim candlelight.

The soft and slightly curly black long hair was scattered on the bedding, and the cirrus sleeves were layered up, hanging down from Nalan's wrist like flowing clouds.

Her complexion is like snow, and her black hair is like a crow's feathers.

The night was already pitch black, and every corner of the room could not be seen.He sat by the bed, his figure fell in the mottled light and shadow, the black and white were shockingly distinct.

"Thunderstorms come and go quickly. Go to sleep." Nalan's voice sounded unreal, as if it came from a distant cloud.

Ah Cha was taken aback for a moment, then was taken aback, "Yoguang?" She sat up with her arms around the quilt, and stammered, "You, you, why are you here?"

Nalan came from the Wuxiang Realm, and didn't know that there is a rule in the Human Realm, which restricts tens of thousands of men and women, which is called "men and women can't get along with each other".

It was her lifelong courage to carry Nalan back home at the risk of being soaked in a pig cage. It was such a late night, such an atmosphere, and the person who was thinking about her was sitting beside her.

If Ah Cha's parents were still there, knowing that she hid a man at home, they might break her leg.

But this is a flutter... Ah Cha's heart is beating like a drum, it's a flutter that she can't let go of after seeing it once.

"Aren't you afraid of thunder? It's late at night, go to sleep." Nalan's voice was soft, he lowered his head slightly, Ah Cha's figure was reflected in his light-colored pupils.

"...I'm really, just a little cold." If Ah Cha's voice wasn't so trembling and his face wasn't so pale when he said this, maybe Nalan would have believed it.

The thunderstorm outside the window continued until midnight, and Nalan also sat quietly in the middle of the night.After the rain, the air was cold, and his black hair and long sleeves were full of coldness, without a trace of warmth.

Is this what it feels like to be cold?

Nalan raised his hand in a daze, his slender and flawless fingers were a little red, it was from the cold.

The Bingyi people have existed for tens of thousands of years, and he is probably the first Soaring Snake to taste the cold.

It feels a little strange, but it's not hard to accept.

In the twilight of the morning, some dim light suddenly appeared from the crack of the window and fell on the square table where the oil lamp was burned out.

Nalan closed his eyes, meditated for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, all the coldness on his body had disappeared.

There is no aura in the world of mortals, he should be restrained everywhere, but... Nalan's mind moved slightly, and the golden elixir circulated in the dantian, exuding a different aura than before.

A faint blue aura that burns like a flame.This is the light of the Tears of the Sea God.

When Nalan was praying that day, his mind was wandering, and he didn't know what happened at that time. He only saw that the whole temple was crumbling, and the ice trees were all shattered under the impact of sea water.

The twelve servants and the sea monster were nowhere to be seen, so he was forced to stop praying and got up to leave the hall, but just as he stepped out of the hall door, several iron chains made of cold iron struck from all directions, trying to lock him in the hall.

He subconsciously used his spiritual power, but his arm was accidentally scratched, a few drops of blood fell on the ground, and the large formation under his feet, which was originally motionless, suddenly started to move.

At the end of the memory, he saw a snow-white face, and the other party seemed to be very sorry, "You are the only one left in the Frozen Yi tribe...your biological father...what is Nalanyu thinking...don't worry, I won't want you Life."

biological father?

What biological father?

Nalan's vision darkened, and he felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, unable to feel anything.

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