Lanshan Snow

Qiu Bodeng didn't dream again that night.

He rarely slept so well without the help of calming herbs.If I have to say... After entering the snow field, most of the time, he slept better than before.After all, it is well known that fatigue helps sleep, and it is hard for him not to feel tired after the night falls deep into the snowy field...

To some extent, the young master has to thank Wizard Thule for this.

However, the Thule wizard often has no way to get the gratitude he deserves. On the contrary, he always suffers from "cruel treatment" for this.

Like now.

"No more captures!!! Do you hear me! No!" The young master yelled loudly.

He took the big "Shuangyuan Jiezi" and slapped the Tule wizard desperately. In order to make him "domestic violence" easier, the latter took the initiative to squat down.

"Shuangyuan Jiezi" is thick and heavy, and Qiu Bodeng patted someone with it twice, and his wrists began to feel sore.

"Stop!" He pressed the spine of the book against the forehead of Thule wizard, threatening, "Now, immediately, immediately!"

His tone was unprecedentedly fierce, and for a moment he was so shocking that it really seemed like that - as long as his ears didn't reveal the seductive rosy red.Fortunately, the roots of his ears were covered by the hair, so he couldn't see it. If it was the past, Wizard Thule might really think that he was angry and back down a little.

But right now...

"But Arlan doesn't hate this," pointed out the Thule wizard, "Alan can accept it."

Make a "bass".

Hongxia burned from the base of the young master's ears to his cheeks, and seemed to continue to burn to the side of his neck.

Paused.

Wizard Tule affirmed: "Alan is just shy."

"I said so! Don't capture my thoughts!"

Qiu Bodeng collapsed, and with a "snap", he pressed the book on the face of Tule wizard, and covered his face tightly with one hand, vaguely.The slender fingers couldn't completely cover up the annoying blushes, which bubbled from the crevices and set his fingers on fire.

Wizard Thule leaned forward, pinched his fingertips, and pulled them gently outward.

"Don't look..." the young master protested.

The Kethule wizards are more over the top than usual...

He opened those thin fingers one by one, revealing the beautiful blush on the top, like the spring color of peach blossoms burned under the ice glaze of white porcelain... His gaze was so focused, so focused that the young master almost got into it. In the crevices of the felt blanket.Wizard Ketule firmly grasped his wrist.

Don't give them a chance to cover up again.

——He knew that Qiu Bodeng could bear it.

The young master once again tasted the bitterness of the spirit being occupied by others: the clear and strong spirit, the spirit belonging to another person, stretched in his mind like the branches, leaves, and rhizomes of the sacred tree Hugecuo, Every moment is wider and deeper than the last second.

He had no more secrets from the Thule wizard.

Every little nerve idea is covered by the other party.

Every thought, passing by like a stream of light, even the master who produced them may not be able to grasp them.But the spirit of the other person is the most meticulous spider web, firmly capturing the throbbing that should have been produced and dissipated immediately-for example: shyness, resistance, anger, or...

"Alan," Wizard Thule's fingers rested on the end of Qiu Bodeng's eyes, "What are those?"

...those trembling flashes of lightning flashed across the web of spirit for a short time.

What is it?

The voice just fell.

"Hmm..." The young master whimpered, and uncontrollably collapsed into the arms of the Tule wizard, his fingers tightly grasping the hem of his shirt, "Alo...Alo..." He couldn't finish his words, The ignorant emotions that should have dissipated in an instant stayed and splashed at the sensitive nerve endings...

Such as aluminum fire, such as silver flowers.

In an instant, Wizard Thule saw the young master's spiritual net, with a large piece of brilliant light passing by, like a net with a corner suddenly lit up.

——It was an emotion that was extremely green and passionate.

It is actually difficult for people to perceive their own minds.

The strange feelings for a certain person often only splash and flicker when two individuals meet.They appeared too fast and dissipated too fast, just like the fireworks between stones, only in an instant.Therefore, it is always too late for them to cause chaos, and it is too late for reason to collapse.

But after they were captured, the spirit net of the Thule wizard kept them.

They stayed on the spiritual consciousness he shared with the young master.

It is well known that the human spirit is sensitive...

Very very.

The young master was caught off guard in front of the emotions that suddenly intensified countless times and agitated countless times... His fingers were tangled up in the skirt of Wizard Thule's clothes, and his knuckles were slightly pink.He subconsciously raised his head, and pressed his cheeks tightly against Wizard Tule's...

Some invisible dependence and closeness are aroused together.

The fire of ignorance, the light of thoughts, flashed through the long and short axons like a spiritual net like lightning, and passed from here to there, from there to here.

"Shuangyuan Jiezi" fell to the ground.

How can the human mind... how can it...

Can it be more terrifying than the sky falling apart, or a volcanic eruption?

The young master must either have a firm heart, or get used to being lit by another person in his spiritual net - the latter is more terrifying than any vortex, but the former...

"Alan," Tule wizard was also affected by those fires, and kept mumbling, "Bo Deng, Alan, my Alan..."

Every call evokes more brilliant flashes in the overlapping spiritual nets.

The young master is finished.

He can't be as firm as a stone, he can only choose the latter.

Wizard Thule's eyes were extremely bright in the dimness, with a shocking silver snow.He is restraining his emotions, restraining... The young master really can only get used to it, because of the same emotions, the Thule wizard is much deeper than him, much more...almost terrifying...

The snow net condensed by the spirit of the Tule wizard, each piece of white snow is like a diamond, like a miniature star.

If their rays of light, their flames erupt at the same time, it will completely destroy all the reason and consciousness of the young master in an instant.

But they will unfold to the young master one day.

——The young master will get used to it.

Step by step.

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Thule Square in front of the Holy Snow Mountain.

The imminent atmosphere of the All Gods Festival has overwhelmed the place, and the bustling colors are re-decorated with white snow, and there is no trace of being attacked not long ago.It is hard to imagine that a tribe can produce thousands of flags in just ten days.

Ketuller did.

Wizard Thule is right. They are the guardians stationed at the end of the world. War, wind and snow, and severe cold are all tests they are not accustomed to.

They don't risk suffering, they stand with it.

There are people coming and going in the square, and the girls and boys are doing the final decorations and preparations.The shamans of the tribe cast many wind spells on the edge of the square, the largest of which was penned by the sorcerer.The shrill wind that hovered over the holy snow mountain all year round disappeared briefly.

The duet singing when young people are working is particularly cheerful.

Qiu Bodeng sat on top of a pile of dry grass, with a pile of colorful things stacked on his legs.

There are exquisite and cumbersome long beaded curtains, waist knives with chiseled silver and gold sheaths, card cushions with velvet and brocade, and crisp tea wrapped in square shapes... Just as Shaerlu arrived at the square, a bunch of girls clustered over and made a fuss. Laughing again, he gave these things to the young master who was still recovering from the mental shock.

When the young master woke up, he was already carrying a bunch of things and placed them on the fluffy grass.

And the Thule wizard himself carved ancient scriptures and spells in the square.

Qiu Bodeng glanced at him, then looked down at the pair of things in his arms.

"..."

So, what are these?

Qiu Bodeng was at a loss.

The Tule girls not far away kept peeking here—Chou Bodeng was originally born thin, and in the eyes of the Tule people, he was just a tiny one.The little young master of the Central Plains, wearing a gold-woven hunting suit with a red background, with a beautiful face surrounded by a fluffy collar, obediently embraced a pile of newlywed gifts.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Be as good as you can!How cute and cute!

Not to mention the young men in the clan, even the girls were itching in their hearts.

Even, they are more eager than the boys.

If it wasn't for the fact that the beautiful young master was the head witch, Arlan would have swarmed over to pinch his cheeks, and then hugged him hard, hard!

But Mr. Shouwu watched too closely...

Too tight!

Whether it's the dark gold bracelet buckled on the riding boots of the beautiful young master's calf, or just going over from time to time, leaning over and whispering to his ear, it has already declared the meaning of being alone.

Even, Mr. Shouwu was willing to bring the young master of Central Plains out without hiding him in the eagle's nest, which was already beyond everyone's expectations. Ask yourself, if such an obedient and beautiful young master is yours, Who wants to let him be seen by outsiders?Who doesn't want to lock him firmly in the house?

The boys and girls of Thule really overestimated the character of their lord Wu.

He has nothing to do with "generosity" at all.

He was willing to take Allan out and let Allan stay alone, just because he had locked his Allan tightly by his side through other methods.

……asshole.

The young master was very angry.

... The wind and snow that infects the spiritual net does not need to be touched. It grows and spreads in the young master's mind all the time... Anytime, anywhere, he can catch a small strand of pure white spiritual consciousness, repeating it over and over again. Rehabilitation, tempering... It's like a Hugecuo sacred tree that successfully passed through the stone layer and grew together with the Allan sacred tree.

The tree has taken root.

There was no way to get it out.

Crystal snowflakes hovered around Qiu Bodeng, dancing lightly as his mood changed.

After the spirit was infected, the young master shared part of the ability that belonged to the Tule wizard. He could communicate with the wind, and he could also call the snow—on the snow field, there were countless tribal shamans who spent their entire lives pursuing this kind of power.His spiritual consciousness will also become stronger rapidly in this process...

In a way, it's a gift.

But, but this way is too...

Holding the congratulatory gift together, the young master felt that his whole body smelled of wind and snow! ! !

But he couldn't even use "in public" to get angry at Wizard Thule.

Because, only he himself knew what the Thule wizard was doing to him while drawing the mantra in the distance.