Cannon fodder holding white moonlight script

Fragrant cars and BMWs, the corners of the car curtains were lifted by the howling wind and snow, and the warmth from inside collided with the cold wind outside the curtains.

The Qingchuan Sect is not too far from Jinzhou. After passing the stone boundary surrounded by white mist in front, it is the realm of self-cultivation.

Xu Shi was so preoccupied that the young master, who was wrapped in a cloak, was so overwhelmed that his brows were uneven when he fell asleep.

Although He Yuanshan is an immortal cultivator, but his realm is low, he only built the second floor of the foundation, and he has not yet reached the point where he can fly with a sword and is not afraid of wind and frost. He only leads the way on horseback.

Shen Lirong went to the Qingchuan sect for a long time, it didn't look like he was going to practice and seek the Tao, but it was like changing the environment to enjoy the blessings.

He Yuanshan is easy-going and gentle, but also reticent, and the young man in the carriage seemed to be asleep, not moving at all, only occasionally he would turn his head away when he slept too much, and slightly raised a corner of the car curtain to see the scenery along the way, He didn't talk to Xi Baimian who was sitting next to him.

This team is mighty, but also quite quiet.

It wasn't until the carriage stopped in front of a sky-high stone step that He Yuanshan got off his horse, reached in front of the carriage, and tapped the carriage lightly.

"Li Rong, Bai Mian, we're here."

On the way here, although we seldom communicated, we still talked.He Yuanshan knew that the two people in the car would be members of his sect, so he also changed the address he used to address them in Shen's residence, and became less alienated.

The first one to come out was Xi Baimian, followed by Shen Lirong who was wrapped up tightly.

He was already small in stature, and looked like a boy whose bones hadn't fully opened yet. When he stretched out his hand to lift the sedan chair curtain, the other hand grabbed the carriage, which formed a sharp contrast with He Yuanshan's big hand that was still there—— —White, tender, and small.

It's so thin, no wonder the physique is so poor.

The carriage was a bit high, Xi Baimian grabbed his own long hem, and when he was about to jump off, two hands stretched out from different directions suddenly appeared in front of him.

He looked up and found that He Yuanshan was reaching out from the left, as if to help him.

Looking to the right, the sleeves of the same fabric as his were naturally hanging down, and there was a hand with the palm facing up at the cuff of Zhuyueguang.

That hand has distinct joints, is white and narrow and slender, and has round and beautiful fingers.

The main reason was that it was hot enough - the two of them didn't talk to each other on the road, but relying solely on the temperature brought by the small gilt heater was not enough for Shen Lirong.

But the young master seemed to be fighting with someone, he refused to ask Xi Baimian to warm his hands.

It was clear that a few days before their arrival, they were still intimately entwined with their hands and feet to keep warm.

Xi Baimian's hands are hot enough, this has been certified by the official Shen Lirong.

But when Xi Baimian put his hand in front of the boy, the boy wavered for a moment, then put his hand on the left hand.

Borrowing his strength to get out of the car, Shen Lirong stabilized his figure and smiled softly at He Yuanshan, the dimples on his lips looming.

"Thank you, Daoist He."

On the other side, Xi Baimian, who was empty, did not change his face, even when he put away his hands, there was no abnormality.

It's like, in those three days, the honey wedding period between the two of them didn't exist.

He Yuanshan didn't notice that something was wrong with the two of them either, after rubbing Shen Lirong's hair, he led the two of them up the stairs.

He Yuanshan went up and down the mountain all the year round, and led the way at the front. For a while, he didn't notice the two people who were gradually falling behind, so he climbed to the front with a lot of distance.

At first Shen Lirong was last, but Ben and He Yuanshan walked side by side, and Xi Baimian, who even talked about something, slowed down later, as if he was waiting for someone.

Shen Lirong is weak and has not been exercising all year round. One can already imagine the consequences of climbing so many stairs at once.

He looked at the almost endless stone steps, and silently opened his legs.

The three words Tongtian Rank really do not have any false descriptions.

Shen Lirong tried his best to take steps, but the width of the two legs was getting smaller and smaller.

The white-faced black-soled moire boots stepped on the snow step by step, and the flat snow layer was stepped down, and the white snow overflowed to both sides of the boots, and the boots were stained with snow and slightly wet.

The little young master in the cloak and hat was getting harder and harder to walk, and his ears were almost filled with his own hard breathing.

Shen Lirong: "System, give me a golden finger! Let me go up and down the stone steps [-] times without blushing or panting!"

2337: "Host, it's like this. I'm just a system, not a main god. I don't have the kind of golden fingers you mentioned, unless the host's life is in danger."

Shen Lirong let out a long breath.

2337 was reliable, the sow climbed up the tree backwards.

2337: "..." That's not necessarily the case.

At this time, Shen Lirong, who was struggling with climbing the stairs, completely forgot that there was a person behind him.

Xi Baimian climbed the stone steps, achieving the young master's ideal without blushing and panting, and without even looking back, he didn't even know there was such a person behind him.

Shen Lirong felt that he was really exhausted, and looked forward, but he didn't see He Yuanshan's shadow.

Now he is the only one left on the long stone steps.

The things he brought on the bottom had already been brought up by the disciples of the Qingchuan Sect.

He only hated himself for not being the gold-plated hand warmer, so that he would not have to suffer the pain he is now.

Forget it, just sit here, he doesn't believe that the system will let him freeze to death here.

It doesn't matter, it's just bad, if 2337 loses the chain, so can he!

He was also extremely tired, hot sweat broke out on his face like a bright moon, and he didn't feel hot for a while, a few locks of black hair stuck to the dimples that appeared from time to time when he opened his mouth slightly to breathe.

Bright pink cheeks, breath of hot mist.

What Shen Lirong waited for first was not the golden finger that the system was forced to open, but the hand that had been stretched out in front of him before climbing the stone steps.

The two scenes overlapped, Shen Lirong raised his eyes again, and found that Xi Baimian was looking at him with lowered eyebrows.

The young master was really exhausted, he raised his limp hand to reach it, but it was in vain.

Shen Lirong: "...?"

Xi Baimian didn't show any guilt at all, and there was no wave on his face.

He put away his hands, looked at the man in front of him who couldn't hold back his anger like a squirrel stuffed with several pine cones, and smiled.

He said, "Husband, I will carry you on my back."

After saying that, he pulled Shen Lirong's two arms, and pulled him onto his back.

Shen Lirong blinked, but before he could react, he went up.

The shoulders are broad and strong, and the sore body is pressed against it, as if being ironed by an iron.

Hearing the ups and downs of the young man's breathing, Shen Lirong suddenly felt a little guilty again.

Why is his wife so nice to him? It's obvious that her real face is not what she appears on the surface at all... It made him feel ashamed to be cold-hearted to him.

But I still have to keep a distance from my wife, I haven't figured out what my wife has done behind his back, I have to be more vigilant, I can't be a fool who is being sold and helping to count the money!

"Let me down when you're tired." Shen Lirong closed her eyes, her arms were clung to the young man's neck like vines, her mouth was barely opened, and she said vaguely, "I'll keep you warm."

At this moment, the sky and the earth were white, and the dark and thin figures were gradually covered by white and became hazy.

Looking up from the bottom, the snow-covered heads of the two are like two gray-haired old men clinging to each other and cuddling for a lifetime.

At the highest point of the stone steps, the temperature becomes warmer—except for the special peak of Qingchuan sect, it is like spring all year round.

Shen Lirong opened his eyes, saw that his wife's hands were still firmly supporting his buttocks, and reminded him: "It's here, let me down."

"Ah."

Putting down one hand, the other hand hooked the young master's right leg, lowered his posture, and slowly lowered him down.

Before Xi Baimian raised his head, he heard the people behind him running to another place.

"He Daochang——!"

The young man paused for a moment before he stood up straight, and raised his eyes coldly, looking at the young master Shen who was lying behind him and breathing deeply, and when he came down, he went to He Yuanshan's side as if he had come alive.

Shen Lirong went to ask He Yuanshan how to get the sound transmission talisman, and after knowing that it could be obtained by trading with spirit stones or doing tasks, he nodded.

Seeing that he had finally arrived, He Yuanshan was planning to take him to test the spirit root.

"In front is the spirit testing platform. Eldest brother will test your spiritual roots for you. The one in the light-colored robe of Fuguang is the elder brother."

He Yuanshan saw at a glance that Shen Lirong came up, a full nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, and asked him by the way, "By the way, how did you come up by yourself? I'm not—"

Shen Lirong looked in the direction He Yuanshan was pointing at, and found that there was indeed a young man in a cloud-pattern robe approaching Xi Baimian.

Senior Brother Qing Chuanzong, You Jili is the protagonist Shou, who is the object of Xi Baimian's deep love in the original book!

Shen Lirong didn't pay attention to He Yuanshan's words, so she rushed over there.

And Daoist He, who was left behind, suppressed the words "Didn't I ask Bai Mian to take you to find the outer disciples for a walk?"

"Let me test it first, senior brother." Shen Girong forcefully pushed away You Jili's hand that was holding Xi Baimian's spirit root test, blocking the sight of the two of them looking at each other.

He raised a smile, with a cute face, and said to the elder brother in front of him: "She is my wife."

Just saying this sentence is like swearing something.

Xi Baimian, who was separated by him, looked down at his hand held by the person in front with a meaningful expression.

...So it was playing hard to get?

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Come on, I have ten hours of class this week, so the update is not very stable QuQ sorry [sliding kneeling]