I wanted to raise a dog, but how could I raise a dog?

"Okay!" With his eyes wide open, Xiefeng showed genuine joy, and couldn't wait to follow Lin Yuan, his big wet eyes fixed on Lin Yuan's body, refusing to move away a little.

He is very much like a puppy who has just recognized his master, following behind his master step by step, stepping on the footprints left by the other party, striding hard in the snow.

Lin Yu'an hated Xiefeng originally, and after recovering from his injuries, his physical condition was much stronger than ordinary people, so he was in the front, walking fast with his slender legs, and he walked a foot away in just a few steps. The teenager who looked fifteen or sixteen behind him had to run to keep up.

Xiefeng was just a mortal after his power was sealed, and he ran for a whole day in thin clothes in the extreme snow field, and was already exhausted and on the verge of collapse.He only ran behind Lin Yu'an for a while, when his vision went dark, his footsteps were unsteady, and he fell into the snow.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and the snow on the surface slightly melted and smeared his face, washing away some of the stains on his face, and leaving some red marks on the snow.

Thinking of Lin Yu's murderous intent when he first met him, and the disgusted appearance of cleaning his body, Xiefeng suddenly felt a wave of panic in his heart.

He won't really leave me, will he?

Xiefeng tried his best to raise his head, seeing Linyu'an's fairy-like back going farther and farther away, his eyes couldn't help but half of his eyes were red, and there was a whimpering sound like a small animal in his throat, which was really pitiful.

Why do you not want me again and again after attracting me?Even playing hard to get is too much!

Hot liquid surged out of his eyes, washing away the filth on his face. Xiefeng wanted to stand up again and follow behind the man, but his body lost even more strength. fell to the ground.

In the snowflakes, the disgust, struggle, and fear of being abandoned caused too much color in his eyes.

Suddenly, a pair of plain white embroidered gold plush boots, stained with light snowflakes, appeared in front of his eyes.

A voice as cold as ice rang above his head, almost freezing his heart: "Trash."

Xiefeng's heart constricted, he stiffened his neck and didn't look up, he didn't want to see the disgust and indifference in Linyu'an's eyes.

However, the cold wind suddenly rushed into the back of his neck, and Xiefeng felt that he was lifted up directly, so scared that he quickly shrank into a ball and flew in the air.

Woo, it's so cold.

Shivering in the cold wind with his arms folded, Xiefeng felt as if he had found his final destination. All the grievances he had suffered since meeting this person exploded at this moment, making him unable to control his tears, and his mouth was flattened. Ren hot tears streaming down his face.

But there was no sound at all.

Lin Yuan saw that Xiefeng shrugged his shoulders, his thin body curled up a little scary, almost completely covered by the long black curly hair, and he didn't have the vigorous figure in his memory at all.

Thoughts flashed in his eyes, Lin Yuan held the light weight in his hands, took a worn cloak from the storage bag, wrapped Xiefeng around it, and threw it on the snow.

There was a heating array inside the cloak, Xie Fengfang was wrapped, and he was so comfortable by the hot, fragrant wind that he grabbed his lapel and shook it.His nostrils fluttered, and he smelled a light fragrance, like the fragrance of flowers but colder. It smelled so good that it fascinated him, and he couldn't help admiring in a low voice: "It smells so good."

As soon as he finished speaking, he thought that this was the smell of Lin Yuan's body, so his cheeks flushed and he sat on the ground stiff, tears streaming down his face habitually, wet the fur collar with a "pattapatta".

Lin Yu'an also thought about the incident of feeding medicine by mouth just now, her face darkened and her eyebrows frowned, she took out a plain white handkerchief and threw it on the child's face, and said in a low voice, "Shut up."

The veil was soft, with Lin Yu'an's body temperature.

Scared by the gloomy voice, Xiefeng hiccupped and stopped whimpering, holding the handkerchief at a loss, and asked cautiously, "Is this for me?"

The pitiful little appearance was completely different from the high-spirited one in the previous life. Lin Yu'an's eyes were slightly darkened, and she walked forward with a light "um".

Xiefeng squeezed the handkerchief and smelled the cold fragrance emanating from the handkerchief, which was exactly the same as that on Lin Yuan's body. The frightening light is like a beast hunting the most perfect prey.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a red carp embroidered on Pajiao. The stitches were delicate, the silk thread was shining, and the fish tail was elegant and lifelike, which made him reluctant to use it to wipe his dirty face.

Glancing at Linyu An Yuan's walking figure, he saw that the other party was not paying attention to him, so he quietly stuffed the handkerchief into his bosom, and wiped his tears with the clean part of his sleeve.

"Follow."

The melodious timbre was like the ding-dong of cold water from a glacier, and Xiefeng couldn't help but feel happy when he heard it.

He raised his smiling face, followed the pace with Pidiandian, and said crisply: "Come on!"

He decided that he would follow this person until the charm was solved!

All the bullshit plans to get rid of the charm and get revenge, all go aside.Anyway, I can't beat it.

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"Wow! So beautiful!"

After going down the mountain, he changed into the clean clothes thrown by Yu'an, Xiefeng looked at the carriage in front of him with great interest, and the gorgeous and extraordinary decoration cast stars in his eyes.

At this time, the sky was bright, and a luxurious and extraordinary carriage stood quietly at the foot of the snow-capped mountain.The spirit horse is drawn, and the spiritual weapon compartment is carved with dragons and phoenixes, surrounded by elegant veils, and the compartment panels are tightly wrapped with pure white fur, exuding a touch of warmth in the snow.

"When did you find the carriage?"

Not only Xiefeng, but even Heique, who was on his head, was stunned, and couldn't help staring at Lin Yuan with small eyes.

Glancing at Xiefeng and Heique's staring faces at the same time, Lin Yu'an said indifferently, "It's Xi Jun's."

Obviously a person and a bird, why do they look so similar?

Flapping its small wings, it flew around the carriage, the black sparrow landed on the roof, and exclaimed in its mouth: "The third-grade Fengyuan horse can travel thousands of miles a day. It seems that Xi Mengmiao is in a hurry."

"Ah."

Nodding in response, Lin Yuan jumped onto the waist-high carriage with a light jump, opened the curtain and entered the carriage with Hei Que, left Xiefeng next to him directly, and stared at the groom next to him. Eye.

Xiefeng looked at the height of the car board, and then at the length of his own legs, deeply doubting whether he could climb up.

"Let the little one help you..." Seemingly seeing Xiefeng's embarrassment, the groom hurriedly walked up and down, wanting Xiefeng to step on his arm and jump up.

The pure smile on Xiefeng's face disappeared after Lin Yu'an entered the carriage.He said coldly to the coachman: "Thank you." Then he stepped on the coachman and stepped on the board.

After tidying up his appearance outside the curtain and making sure there was no dust, Xiefeng quietly lifted a corner of the curtain, poked his head inside and saw Lin Yu'an who was resting with his eyes closed.

At this time, he took off his heavy cloak, revealing the platinum round-neck robe inside, with tied sleeves and waist neatly.With a thin waist and slender legs, he looks more like a snowy war god than an ice mountain god.

Thinking of the touch mixed with the fragrance of herbs in the snow, Xiefeng accidentally blushed again.Just when he was hesitating outside the curtain and wondering if he could enter, a cold voice floated from his thin lips: "Come in, let's go."

"Got it!"

The driver returned to his original position, whipped through the air and made a loud "pop", and the four horses in front of the car immediately regained their vitality, and their limbs ran to drive the carriage.

When the carriage moved, Xiefeng didn't stand still, he staggered and jumped into the carriage, "Gululu" rolled to Lin Yuan's feet, it was ridiculous.

Fortunately, the interior of the carriage was covered with soft cushions, and Xiefeng didn't suffer any injuries other than feeling dizzy after rolling around.He shook his head and pressed his hands on a place to get up, but found that the touch of his hands was shockingly soft.

He raised his eyes and saw, um, it was long and thin thighs.

Where is your hand?

It seems to be between the legs...

it's over...

Xiefeng withdrew his hand like lightning, but still felt a blizzard-like killing intent enveloped him.

"boom--!"

A loud noise came from inside the carriage, shaking the entire carriage.

The coachman stabilized the restless spirit horse, not daring to peek behind him, so he could only continue to ride the horse wildly.

In the carriage, Lin Yuan kicked Xiefeng to a corner, stood up, looked at him with dangerous and indifferent eyes, and his killing intent did not seem to be fake.

He didn't need to speak, just his eyes were like Xiefeng Lingchi, making the other party cower in the corner, clutching his broken right hand, not even daring to breathe.

Fangcai Xiefeng subconsciously used his hands to block the attack, but his hand bones were directly broken by the kick.The bone pierced through the skin and was exposed to the air, gurgling blood flowed out, and fell into the pure white blanket along the fingers, stained with blood.

Xiefeng's body was weaker than his peers, and when he curled up into a ball, he looked like a milk dog without a full moon, licking his wounds, not daring to make a sound, for fear of causing more harm.

The interior of the carriage was extremely quiet, not even the sound of breathing could be heard, only the sound of tears falling off clothes.

"Pa-ta... pa-ta..."

Xiefeng was used to the complication of "charming"—crying at the touch of it, so he sucked his nose lightly and didn't care about his tears.

On the contrary, Lin Yuan saw Xiefeng's pitiful appearance, and his expression froze slightly.

Just now, he still had some strength left in that kick, only one-tenth of what he had when he was fighting with a certain senior brother in the sect.Unexpectedly, this kick actually broke the opponent's arm bone.

After all, he has never been in contact with a mortal without cultivation since he was born, so he naturally doesn't know the strength that a mortal body can bear.

Thinking that the other party was just a mortal who hadn't practiced yet, and hadn't followed the Yanji to make trouble everywhere, Lin Yu'an took a deep breath, closed his eyes and suppressed the killing intent.

The poor Xiefeng burst into tears, and felt that the other party restrained his killing intent and sat back again. He shrugged his shoulders, raised his uninjured left hand, and carefully wiped his cheek.

The pain of a broken hand bone is actually nothing, the pain Xiefeng has suffered before is much worse than this.But as soon as he saw Lin Yu'an's gradually softening aura after seeing him crying, he made persistent efforts, put his hands in his arms and whimpered softly, looking extremely pitiful.

But crying and crying, his voice suddenly became wrong.

Not only weak, but also coquettish, a strange seductive aura floated out of his body, immediately filling the entire carriage with a charming sweet fragrance.

A flame also burned from Xiefeng's body, burning his little face redder and redder.

Lin Yu'an's nose twitched, her complexion suddenly changed, and she quickly held her breath to avoid taking in more sweet scents.

It's just that those just now are enough to bother him.

"Woooo... so uncomfortable," Xiefeng's crying tone changed, "It's so hot, so uncomfortable..." He huddled in the corner and hugged his body tightly, as delicate and pitiful as a fragile little animal.

Especially the sweet aura on his body almost made Lin Yuan's heart sway.

"Ice cold through the ages, all things are quiet, the heart should be calm, look at me alone, the mind and spirit are one, the breath should follow each other, if there is more than one, never be surprised, no ignorance, no anger, no desire, no pursuit, no giving up, no giving up. Abandon, do nothing and have no self.”

Throwing a meditation spell on himself, the strange flame extinguished from his heart, but Xiefeng was still tortured by an inexplicable feeling, and tears fell basket after basket.Lin Yu'an was disturbed by hearing this, so she opened her eyes suddenly, with an angry face like Shura's: "Come here."

Xiefeng's head was burned by the heat, he looked up stupidly, showing a puzzled look, and did not move.

Impatiently tapping on the wooden board with his fingers, Lin Yuan said repeatedly: "Come here." But the voice was colder than before.

Standing up and staggering towards the opponent, Xiefeng stopped when he was two steps away from the opponent, with an ugly smile and a trembling voice: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, she frowned, Lin Yuan stared at the two-step distance, her words were frosty: "Afraid of me?"

"No, no." Shrugging his shoulders and waving his hands, Xiefeng was pulled by Lin Yuan and fell into his arms before he could move. The warm and fragrant breath made him sink almost instantly, and he even forgot the inexplicable feeling on his body up.

The heater was smoking in the carriage, Lin Yuan pinched Xiefeng's wrist directly, pulled his broken hand in front of her, then took out the red ointment from the storage bag, dug out a large piece and spread it evenly on the wound .

The ointment is the second-grade Fushang Ointment, which is mild and has no strong smell.

Xiefeng was stimulated by the ice-cold ointment and took a deep breath, tightened his lower abdomen and tensed his whole body, but with Lin Yuan's "relax", he gradually exhaled, tried to calm his heartbeat, looked down at the other person's face, secretly lost in thought.

It's so beautiful, much more beautiful than those nine-tailed foxes that transform into human forms, and it doesn't smell like foxes.

Suddenly, his mind turned and he asked, "Are you human?" After he finished speaking, he regretted it. Isn't this the same as cursing someone?

Therefore, Lin Yu'an's face turned black and he said, "It's a ghost."

"sorry!"

Simply bowing his head to admit his mistake, Xiefeng pretended to be pitiful again, only to find that the other party had ignored him.

After Linyu An Lingluo's gloves were mostly stained red with the ointment, Xiefeng's hands were also covered with ointment.

It's just that his hand is broken, so there must be a hard object to fix it.

So Lin Yu'an took out the horizontal knife without blinking, and tied Xiefeng's hand to the scabbard with snow-white gauze.

Xiefeng felt that the severe pain was slowly disappearing, so he sat on Linyu'an's lap, curiously rubbed the delicate lines on the scabbard with his fingertips, and heard his heart beat faster and faster, almost from his throat. jump out.

Even if it wasn't a nine-tailed fox, this charm is too strong.

He was about to thank him, but before a smile appeared on his little face, Lin Yuan said coldly, "It's not over yet."

As he said that, he destroyed the dirty gloves neatly, then took out another pair and put them on again, his hands swirled and formed seals, outlined a shape of a sword blade in the air, and slashed fiercely at the front of Xiefeng's dantian.

Immediately, the shackles that seemed to have been imprisoned for a long time were cut off, Xiefeng only felt uncomfortable all over, and the inexplicable flames were instantly extinguished.

"The cauldron ceremony was broken." After saying this, Lin Yu'an pushed Xie Feng away, sat cross-legged and fell into a cultivation state.

Hearing that the carriage finally quieted down, the driver silently rejoiced, and then speeded up, trying to reach the destination before dawn—Haiyan City, a century-old ghost town.

The author has something to say: Xiefeng (obsessed): The master is so gentle~ I really want to be given medicine by the master himself every day~

Miaomiao (Dementia): Are you stupid?Then don't you have to be beaten up every day?

Xiefeng: I am willing to be beaten if I can be hugged by my master!

Miaomiao (horrified): Oh my God, Yu'an, quickly see who you have accepted!

Lin Yu'an (draws out the knife): Very good, I happen to be short of a whetstone.

Miao Miao (Monk shouting): Can't you two get along with each other normally and sweetly! !