Smell speech, more Fu mulberry figure for one meal, just a slight, not easy to detect action, soon, he also did not head straight away.

Mirror worship behind him, looking at the back of the way Xin grows out of the world, silent for a long time.

Now she can only pray, God, to treat the ill fated woman once more.

She is her own savior. She hopes she will be OK. If you can, you don't have to work hard for this huge sect to live the life you want. It's OK to travel in the Jianghu or live in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

In fact, she is not so bad, right?

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winter will soon come.

The weak sunlight in the sky can no longer bring warmth. The depressed branches are shaking in the cold wind alone. The heavy sky light seems to have a kind of depression of mountain rain.

When the first snow falls slowly, the sky is not bright. The crystal hexagonal snowflakes, inconspicuously rotating in the air, are blown by the wind. Some of them are directly dissolved by the air and turned into water, falling to the ground, eaves and branches.

The maids silently carried the tray, walked and surrounded the corridor, with low eyebrows and complete deference.

Su Kui wakes up and doesn't light a earthworm in the room. She likes the natural feeling. In winter, in the cold air, wrapped in warm bedding, she will feel very peaceful and peaceful.

Winter is also her favorite season.

The crimson gauze curtain falls from the top of the beam. A well maintained slender jade hand slowly protrudes out of the tent. The mirror worship waiting outside quickly kneels on the edge of the bed and reaches out to hold the hand made of the warm jade and carved jade. In a low voice, he said, "are you awake? Do you want your maidservant to serve you? "

The white hand moved in the palm of her hand, and the mirror worshipped her clearly. She winked at several maids behind her. "Maidservant will serve you."

After that, he got up slowly, put the veil on both sides of the bed and hung it up, and gently lifted the woman with half closed eyes.

Su Kui has internal power to protect the body, and is not afraid of the cold. Even in winter, she still has a red light skirt. It's just a change from yarn quality to brocade.

Spit out mouthwash, Su Kui slowly raised his eyes, looked out of the window of the open blinds, outside, already white. Her eyes crossed a strange, soon, he picked up his lips, took embroidered shoes, walked out briskly.

Jingsi exclaimed, "Lord, it's snowing outside. Please put on another dress Master... "

Speaking, the graceful and fiery figure has quickly disappeared outside the door.

Those snow crystal clear do not dye a trace of dust, such as cotton, soft floating on the ground branches, under the eaves of the corridor, there are transparent ice edges hanging in rows. She gave out a breath of white gas, the mood came, fortunately kicked off the shoes, barefoot into the snow.

The cold feeling runs along the center of the foot. Even if you have internal power to protect your body, you don't lose your senses completely. She shivered with cold, but the Lingtai was more and more clear in the cold air. She took up the gorgeous and complicated long skirt, a pair of jade like delicate feet, and fell deeply into the cold snow-white snow.

A creaking sound, as she walked.

Jingsi chased out with his cloak in his arms, and saw such a scene. Except for crying and laughing, he sighed, "my God, God, you must be careful to freeze yourself in such a cold day. Come back quickly!"