Lonely tree in the north

Mo Xun, who was making the bed, suddenly raised his head and threatened: "I tell you Yi Fengyue, you stay in this corner, if you dare to touch me, I will throw you out of the window!"

"..." The startled man huddled in the corner, looking at him pitifully, as if he had been bullied.

When Mo Xun raised his eyes, there was a sharp light, which made someone shrink back into the bed, and obediently closed his eyes to sleep.

Blowing out the candlelight and falling asleep, the room was extremely quiet. Mo Xun couldn't fall asleep, so he turned sideways and opened his eyes, listening carefully to the wind outside.

What Huan said is half-believed, half-believed, but if Gong Heng's purpose is to kill Nan Gongze, then it will inevitably provoke a war between Cold Soul Valley and Tianwaixian, and then use Beichen'an to involve Chiwu Pavilion. Huang will be confused by him.

But if it's fake, it doesn't seem to hurt to go there.

But what did the guard's last sentence mean?

"My lord, the reason why I came to look for you alone is because you have someone from Gong Heng by your side."

Who is Gong Heng's person?

After hearing about Gong Heng's people, Yi Fengyue was the first thing he suspected, but now he told himself that he was a member of the Celestial God Clan, so how could he be controlled by a Gong Heng.

Besides, according to Yi Fengyue's mind, it doesn't seem like she will do things for Gong Heng.

But who would it be.

Mo Xun couldn't figure it out, sighed slightly, and was about to turn around and get ready to sleep, but was startled suddenly by the blanket standing up beside him.

Seeing that it was Yi Fengyue who was still asleep by the dim light, Mo Xun breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his voice and shouted: "What are you doing! You didn't sleep so late and suddenly sat up!"

Yi Fengyue scratched her head, lay back and approached Mo Xun and said in a low voice, "Gu'an, I'm cold."

Knowing what someone meant, Mo Xun immediately wrapped himself tightly, moved his body outside deliberately, and said, "Hurry up and cover yourself with a quilt and sleep when you're cold!"

Yi Fengyue muttered, her starry eyes glowed in the darkness, Mo Xun felt helpless when she saw it.

A certain person reluctantly lifted the quilt and indicated that he could get in.

When Yi Fengyue saw it, her eyes seemed to be shining, and she immediately went in happily. She wanted to open her arms to beg for a hug, but was controlled by Mo Xun with a backhand, and pushed him to the side of the bed.

Just when she was about to speak, she was taken aback by the sudden warmth coming from behind her. Yi Fengyue turned her head slightly to look at it, and smiled awkwardly: "Well, actually, you just need to hug..."

Before she finished speaking, Mo Xun behind her cast more force, Yi Fengyue felt her back was about to burn instantly, jumped up and wanted to leave, and shouted: "Hot hot, Gu An, it's so hot!"

"Then don't move around, lie down like this, otherwise if I push hard, you will be waiting to become a roast pig tomorrow!"

"..." Yi Fengyue was helpless, now he couldn't move even if he wanted to, holding his feet against his waist, but he didn't even have the guts to get close.

Gradually quiet down, both of them felt drowsy and fell into a dream.

In the early morning of the second day, before Mo Xun was awake, he was dragged up inexplicably.

Mo Xun finally realized that Yi Fengyue was about to leave when he was slowly regained his energy from the cold.

Dressed in a snow-blue robe of the Celestial Race, he stood in the snow, obediently waiting for Mo Xun to come forward.

He is obviously older than him, why is he like a child in front of him.

Mo Xun stepped forward and put a snow-covering hat on him, and then patted the snow on his shoulders, and smiled gratifiedly, "Don't be unhappy, I believe we will see each other soon."

"Really?" Yi Fengyue asked sullenly.

Mo Xun nodded, and patiently explained: "Well, of course it's true, okay, don't make it look like you won't be able to see each other again, take care on the road, and stay safe."

"Okay, then take care on your way back."

"..." What Mo Xun was most afraid of was the atmosphere at the time of parting. He didn't know what to say, so Mo Xun patted his shoulder fiercely, turned around and strode away.

Although I don't know when we will meet in the future, I just hope that we can only be friends in the future, not enemies.

Before he had walked a few steps, he was suddenly hugged from behind, and the large snow fur coat wrapped him up, and there was warmth in his ears.

"I'm done with work, I will definitely come back, Gu'an, you have to wait for me."

As these words fell by his ears, the fur on his body suddenly left his body. When Mo Xun turned to look sideways, the man in the snow-blue robe had already run towards the convoy.

Mo Xun suddenly smiled, shook his head helplessly, turned around and strode away.

Back in the inn, when I was about to change into plain clothes and go out, I was suddenly taken aback by the man in red sitting in the room drinking tea.

"Why do you appear so elusive?" Mo Xun stroked his chest as he walked into the back room.

"My lord, I remember that the person you dated is not that Mr. Yi." The guard asked suspiciously, and followed him in.

The word 'good friend' was caught by Mo Xun, he turned sharply and stared at the security guard, motioning for him to be more careful when speaking.

The guard seemed to have misunderstood what he meant, and explained as if he understood: "Young master, don't worry, I've also known about this kind of sleeve-cutting habit, you don't need to cover it up."