Lanshan Snow

The hand on the cheek was slender and long, and the white and ruddy fingertips were soft and soft, and they melted as soon as they were touched, as if what was pasted was not the hand, but something like mutton fat or cheese that was baked to the right.

Unrealistically warm.

At least not like that rock-like forest guard boy can get it.

For a long time, Thule's first witch was not very human-in other words, he was just a monster.Powerful, scary, bloody monsters.When he walked through the collective square paved with oak, all the Thule warriors who were drinking and cutting meat fell silent.

It is different from all the warriors living in the snow field.

His skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs are all like cold pale rocks.He has been dubbed the name of the great descending, and he naturally lives in the black cliff of the snow-capped mountain where the wind is blowing. He doesn't need friends, he doesn't need a fire, and he doesn't need everything a living person needs.

Indestructible, indifferently overlooked.

monster.

How could the monster feel cold?

Everyone thought so, including himself, until...

"Is it still cold?"

A snowflake fell on the young man's eyelashes, and he gently grabbed warm fingers and pulled them down.

"……what?"

The young master who was waiting for an answer let out a cry of surprise.

Thule's head witch lowered his eyelashes, and the tips of his teeth were lightly nailed to his knuckles.

——He bit Qiu Bodeng's finger.

"...?"

Qiu Bodeng opened his eyes.

How can there be such a thing?He kindly warmed him up, but he... actually bit him?

Do you want revenge? !

After a brief surprise, Qiu Bodeng was so annoyed that he almost pulled back his hand and punched this guy.However, soon, the young master realized that something was wrong. Wizard Thule pinched his wrist bones, his eyelashes drooped, and the tips of his teeth slid across his finger bones one by one, with an indescribably focused expression.

It seems... like some kind of indifferent snow beast, confirming something.

Qiu Bodeng pursed his lips.

what.

Where did this guy get this problem?Bite at every turn or something...

Over the past few days, the young master has also vaguely noticed that the Tule wizard is incompatible with "normal people"-sometimes, his thinking is very weird.

To confirm whether something really belongs to him, he has to take a bite himself.

For example, on the night of the first day we met, the dental knife first fell close to the artery, and it seemed that as long as it was held and life was controlled, it was his; for example, the attachment to the throat, every time... You have to stick to it, and you won't change it even if you scold him...

It seems to be a palpitating possessive desire.

To some extent, it seems to be an imperceptible drifting restlessness.

Like a leopard wandering alone.

No matter how powerful and violent it is, it always lacks a sense of security in its bones.When you come across something you like, you have to hold it tightly in your arms, take the tip of the tooth from time to time, grind it, bite it, lick it, and finally pull it, pull it into your warm and beautiful fur, and hold it tightly. hide.

Qiu Bodeng didn't know how this habit was formed.

No matter how you look at it, how do you feel that no matter how barbaric the folk customs of the Xueyuan tribe are, they are not so barbaric?

Forget it.

It didn't really hurt anyway.

Whatever he wants.

Thinking of this, Qiu Bodeng stood where he was.

If Qiu Bodeng had seen the Thule wizard many years ago—that taciturn forest guard boy, he would have realized that what he was confirming at this moment was not Thule's chief wizard.

It was the forest guard boy who was still like a monster.

They have the same pair of silver-gray eyes, and after becoming the chief witch, the silver-gray eyes gradually become cold and indifferent.But when they were still forest guards, they were dark and sharp, and they made no secret of their hostility and ferocity, and there was a vague emptiness and darkness in the depths, as if their master was just a thoughtless knife.

Dark and cold, sharp.

Return to that patch of silver ash.

…the fingers being held don’t struggle, don’t resist, and stay obediently between the teeth…the flow of blood is real, the ups and downs of the knuckles are real, and the softness of the fingertips is also real...the man who guards the forest alone The boy made a judgment: this warmth was indeed for him.

In the depths of the silver ash, bit by bit, a bonfire was printed, burning the hollow and dark.

Like a mist, they are quickly dispelled by the warmth.

It's for him.

his.

Emotions grew and spread, Wizard Thule suddenly leaned over, and picked up the young master who was waiting in front of him.

The young master yelled, but couldn't hold it back this time, he clenched his knuckles and punched him hard: "Why are you so crazy again?"

The Tule wizard let him beat, and the forehead of the same enemy Bo Deng touched his forehead, calling him softly: "Is Arlan mine?"

Qiu Bodeng snorted and ignored him.

"... thin light."

ignore.

Again.

"Okay, okay, where are you going, don't hurry up," Qiu Bodeng's ears turned red when he shouted, but his face was just blushing, what is this guy so happy to do, "It's getting dark..."

The slightly cold lips moved to the side of the ear, and the cold voice touched the eardrum.

"My thin lamp..."

The young master's face turned red.

With a vague premonition that Wizard Thule could say more outrageous words, Qiu Bodeng slapped him on the face in a panic, and pushed him: "Go, go! I'm really going to be angry!"

The next moment, Qiu Bodeng withdrew his hand abruptly.

Now he is not much different from a kitten who is being hugged and sucked hard... Facing the struggling big cat, he stretches out his meat pad and presses it on the other's face, meowing and crazily resisting.

In the end, the paw was licked! ! !

Excessive!

It's too much!

The young master was so angry that he thumped and scratched Wizard Thule several times.

But what can a little kitten do in the face of a big cat carnivore that is many times bigger than itself?

Its annoyed cry is more like a soft, reserved self-restraint. It has no way to leave any marks on the opponent's gorgeous fur. Instead, it is held down and licks from the crystal claw tip to the beautiful plum blossom pad. Thoroughly... The deep grunting sound from the other party's throat couldn't be more obvious.

The other party is showing favor.

And if you don't give up, you must get a response.

"Thin lamp," Wizard Thule pressed his lips against the young master's ears, and the airflow made them redder and more translucent—he is really a persistent predator, "My Arlan, my bone, My blood, my flesh, share a rug with me, share a herd of cattle and sheep..."

"Stop, stop!" the young master called out.

Wizard Thule looked at him sideways with clear eyes.

Qiu Bodeng: "..."

Anyway, it is now in the sacred forest of your tribe!It's not that the heroic soul and the holy totem of the ancestors live in the woods, can we show a little respect in front of the ancestors! ...Forget it, I feel that this guy really has no such thing as a sense of shame.

Totally broken.

However, just like Qiu Bodeng keenly discovered that as long as he was really uncomfortable, he would not do anything.The bad-ass Thule wizard has found something in reverse, too.for example……

"Arlan?"

His voice is as cold as snow, deliberately lowered, mixed with some inexplicable hoarseness, which is very able to stir the eardrums.

And, kind of like in the...

behave in a spoiled manner.

Terrifying as the association may be—at least, very, very horrifying to those whose bones have been broken and sinews crushed by the indifference of the Witch of Thule.But when they fell on the young master's ears, there was indeed a bit... er, a bit of coquettishness.

The young master couldn't take it anymore.

He responded quickly and vaguely.

As a result, a certain tall brow, deep-eyed, indifferent and handsome Tule chief witch went too far.He continued to lower his voice in the ear of the young master who obviously liked this, and said something more exaggerated in a low voice, and got the answer he wanted from the flushed cheeks of the young master...

If the warriors of the Tule tribe saw this scene, they would be so shocked that they would stare out their eyes.

Their noble, indifferent Lord Shouwu, who could not speak three words in ten days, was able to say so many words in just a short moment!He even bullied the little young master Zhong Yuan with a thin skin, and could say any love words with his ascetic and stern face and expression...

Is this still their Chief Witch who is as silent as a mute? !

The Tule wizard was dumb before, but Qiu Bodeng didn't know.

He rather thought now that Wizard Thule was dumb.

At least the mute won't be walking towards the center of the forest with him in his arms, and will call him in a low voice after a while—like big cats such as tigers and cheetahs who are very contented and keep their treasures in their arms, After a while, I will snort and shout.

"So stupid."

The young master muttered.

Wizard Thule gave a rare smile.

What are you laughing laughing.

Qiu Bodeng pulled his hanging hair in retaliation.

It's annoying.

......................................................

Before Qiu Bodeng was annoyed to death by the Tule wizard who suddenly became very clingy, the two finally arrived at the destination of their trip: the very center of the Harvey Balin Sea-there is the snowy holy lake Ilovar And the ancient tree that is said to grow in the center of the holy lake: the Haweiba sacred tree.

The moon is shining.

A huge silver lake lies quietly in the heart of the forest.

The water of the lake is extremely clear, as if shrouded in a layer of light smoke that seems to exist but does not exist. The sacred tree growing in it is extremely tall, and the trunk is as thick as a small island surrounded by countless ancient trees.The sacred tree spreads its wide crown covering the dome, and the leaves present a texture between jade and leather yarn.

The leaves are smooth.

As soon as the wind blows, it rustles, reflecting the soft moonlight.

On the surface of the lake near Shenmu, floating little by little, groups of soft silver-blue light, are crystal ice butterflies one by one.This kind of beautiful, fragile, and holy creature can only be seen in the clearest and purest holy lake—they are all made of ice, and they will turn into a puddle of water when they leave Haweibalin Sea.

Dreamlike ice butterflies, cloudy moonlight, and sacred trees covering the dome.

Qiu Bodeng, who was still a little drowsy at first, was awakened even more by the moist fresh air blowing towards his face as soon as his riding boots stepped on the rocks by the lake.

"... No wonder Amaqin said that the holy forest is the tears of the goddess and the heart of Xueyuan."

He muttered to himself.

Wizard Thule, who was standing beside Qiu Bodeng, heard Alan mention someone's name, turned his head, glanced at it, and straightened his thin and cold lips imperceptibly—his possessiveness for his partner was at its peak.It can be seen from the fact that the young master is not happy when Xu Zele smiles.

However, these days, the Thule wizard has learned something by stumble.

At least, he now knows that this moment is not the time to worry about.

——His beauty, Arlan, who had just let go and was willing to answer his call, was already immersed in the beauty of the holy lake.

If you care about it at this time, Alan will be very angry...

The Thule wizard looked away from the boy's face.

a little.

He bent down and stretched out his hand to the lake.

His wrist bones, metacarpal bones, and fingertips, as cold and white as marble, seemed to merge with the lake and moonlight.He stretched out his hand softly... Qiu Bodeng opened his eyes slightly... A ray of moonlight like gauze and smoke, like substance, landed on the wizard's knuckles, gently twisting and twisting.

Pull slowly.

Jingle, jingle, jingle...

Starting from the place where the two are standing, the silver smoke and moonlight on the lake surface separate and surge to both sides, the moonlight condenses and the water mist weaves—the bridge, a long curved bridge laid flat on the water surface, formed by the condensation of moonlight and water smoke , appeared in Qiu Bodeng's field of vision.It is so beautiful that it is not like anything in the world.

The cableways on both sides of the bridge are full of bells carved with ice.

They wobbled and sounded loudly.

Jingle, jingle, jingle...

Wizard Thule stood up, stepped on the suspended Yuehua Bridge, and turned around gently amidst the mighty rime, water smoke and ringing bells, and stretched out his hand towards Qiu Bodeng.

"Take me."

His cold voice, cold white fingertips, and silver-gray eyes blended with the silver-gray mist of the holy lake, carrying a dreamlike and magical allure.

He is a wizard.

Scholars in the Central Plains have always speculated and slandered wizards with the greatest malice, saying that they have strange spells and powers, and can seduce with eyes, hair, words, and spells... Maybe, he really took the young master of the enemy... hair to do something.

The young master was bewitched by him.

Fingertips touch fingertips.

Qiu Bodeng stepped into the damp mist.

The silver-blue ice butterflies flew up one after another, like leading the way, in pairs, higher or lower, scattered in front of them.

Qiu Bodeng was led by the Tule wizard, and followed them into the misty holy lake. The moonlight and silver smoke gently and slowly undulated and surged around them, filling the bridge when they came—the young master must regret it, Why didn't he ask Xu Zele more clearly about the follow-up of the joint ceremony.

To know……

Newlyweds in the Central Plains should serve tea to their parents after the bridal chamber.

Xueyuan doesn't pay much attention to tea service, but it is true that parents also play an important role in the wedding.

Although Qiu Bodeng's feelings towards Wizard Thule are not wrong, he does not have any parents—at least no parents in the normal sense, but he also has a relatively special and important existence that is similar to the existence of an elder...

He had come to Harvey Balingham to attend to some of the problems of the Pantheon, and to do something equally important.

very very important.