Chapter 91

As the night waned, the moonlight leaked from the branches and leaves and scattered silver flowers on the ground.

The autumn night was cool, and the study in the middle of the lake was cold for some reason. Bursts of cold wind opened the window and made a "squeak" shaking sound.

Feng Qianwei wakes up in the middle of the night because of the cold wind and finds that her cousin is not there. She looked around in some doubt and didn't see anyone.

"So late, where has my cousin gone?"

She sat up and tried to light the candle, but the fuse was blown out by the wind.

The room was strangely cold. The crystal bead on her neck emitted a faint light. She saw that it was a small snowball scratching the crystal bead with her claws, so she let it out.

"Is little snowball hungry?"

Feng Qianwei hugged the little guy and felt warm.

"Woof!"

The little snowball suddenly screamed, and the hair behind her neck stood up, showing a fierce expression. With its lovely appearance, it has no deterrent, but Feng Qianwei can feel that it is very angry.

But its hostility is not directed at Feng Qianwei, and the unknown in the dark.

"Shua!"

The snowball rushed towards the darkness, as if protecting the wind.

"Woof! Woof!"

The sound of milk is so tender and soft, but it is very firm.

"Snowball! Come back!"

Feng Qianwei quickly got out of bed and ran to the direction of the small snowball. She saw it wrestling with a fuzzy black fog.

The little body was particularly weak and very laborious, but it did not shrink back.

"Ow --"

When she got to the little snowball, it fell to the ground and hurt its leg, but there was black blood on the ground.

"Woo woo!"

When xiaoxueqiu saw Feng Qianwei coming, her big eyes showed a pitiful and flattering look. Her beautiful eyes were like glass rhinestones, floating a thin mist, which made people feel pity.

"Good, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Feng Qianwei immediately took out the medicine box, held the small snowball in the moonlight, cleaned the poisonous blood of the wound for it, applied ointment, and then wrapped it up.

"Little fool! You're too young. I'll protect you later."

Feng Qianwei reached out to touch the head of the little snowball and said softly.

She was moved to see the little guy trying so hard to protect her.

Snow ball licked her hand, leaned against her and thanked her for bandaging her wound.

"I don't know what the black fog is? Why did it come here? Does it have anything to do with the death of the bridegroom?"

Feng Qianwei cleans up the blood and sits on the water corridor with a small snowball in her arms. She has too many doubts in her heart.

At this time, it is midnight.

"Woof!"

The little snowball gave a crisp cry. Feng Qianwei saw that it was looking at the lake. She also looked at it along its eyes.

She saw the lake gushing like a fountain.

"It seems to be where I found it during the day."

She remembers that position. She can't be wrong.

"Let's go and have a look."

She couldn't sleep now, so she put on a cloak and walked quickly over there.

From the corridor, she saw the water gushing like a small water dragon jumping on the water.

At this time, it was quiet all around, and only the sound of water splashes was clear to the ear.

"Wow -"

After jumping for a while, the little water dragon disappeared into the lake and disappeared, leaving only a disappearing vortex.

"Poop!"

When xiaoxueqiu saw that the fountain on the lake was gone, she cried anxiously, and then jumped out of Feng Qianwei's arms and into the vortex in the lake.

Feng Qianwei didn't hesitate, so she jumped towards the vortex.

No matter what danger ahead, she won't leave it alone.

She said she would protect it. This sentence is not just talk.