"It's the little mushroom running around!" The little mushroom demon blinked his big eyes and looked at Qin Yue, touched the mushroom umbrella with broken skin and said softly: "Humph! Let the bad guys take advantage of it!"
Mo Baici touched its mushroom head and said, "Go back and let Shaoqing apply the medicine."
"Ah, brother Shaoqing!" Xiao Mushroom's eyes narrowed into a straight line with joy, and the corners of his mouth were curved, as if he had forgotten the pain.
"Lord Bai Ci, I heard from the young master that the Prajna Palace will not send anyone to participate in tomorrow's spiritual arts competition. I wonder if Lord Bai Ci is so busy that he forgot about this?" Li Jinfeng frowned and said this. When I said that, I felt a little regretful.
He just felt a little unhappy in his heart.
The harp and harp have been singing in harmony for a hundred years, and in the blink of an eye, it’s just three months. Why did he feel that the little Sakura demon in front of him was so far away from him.
"False fame." He looked at Li Jinfeng with a pale face and cold eyes, "I never need it."
In an instant, the original blue sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, white smoke was everywhere, and strong winds were blowing.
"Lord Bai Ci, please forgive me, but Jinfeng offended me." Li Jinfeng's expression changed, he knelt down instantly, and said quickly: "I hope you won't take it to heart."
The surrounding strong wind did not stop because Li Jinfeng knelt down, the temperature also dropped suddenly, and ice began to condense in the sky.
In just a few seconds, white snowflakes fell.
This is something that no one in the entire Tianchui Continent can do except Mo Baici.
Li Jinfeng was still kneeling steadily, with a light blue light emitting from his body, using his spiritual power to faintly ward off the cold.
But it’s still cold…
Qinyue had been shivering from the cold for a long time, her teeth began to chatter, and her lips gradually turned purple.
Mo Baici stood with his hands behind his back, a cold air emanating from his whole body, and his eyes were deep and cold. He looked at Li Jinfeng, but he felt a little unhappy in his heart.
No, it was full of displeasure.
This morning he went to the Xingjun Palace and heard about Li Jinfeng and her hundreds of years. Seriously, it doesn't sound that pleasant.
And he could also feel that she was not completely absent from this person's eyes.
After a while, heavy snow fell. This was the first heavy snowfall in Xuankongju in nearly a hundred years.
until-
"Yawn—" Luo Qingchen couldn't adapt to the sudden drop in temperature, and felt a chill all over her body.
Although there was a warm current coming from the direction of Mo Baici, competing with the cold air.
but still-
good!
cold!
ah!
The next second, the dark clouds dispersed and the heavy snow stopped abruptly.
"Is it cold?" He looked at her sideways, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
I thought that quietly using spiritual power to warm her would prevent her from getting cold, but she didn't expect to catch a cold anyway.
Luo Qingchen shook her head gently and said, "It's not cold anymore."
"Yes." He nodded, looked at her with a glint in his eyes and said, "Let's go back. Shaoqing made dessert. You should like it."
"Yeah! Mushrooms like desserts—"
"I see you like mushroom-flavored desserts!"
"Why does Sister Sakura always scare Xiao Mushroom!"
"Because you are cute, hehe..."
…
There was laughter and laughter, and the young man in white quietly accompanied them, feeling so satisfied.
The picture is so quiet and peaceful, and it seems that no one can break this beauty.
Li Jinfeng looked at this scene, but his heart was like rough waves, and he could not calm down for a long time.
It seems that something has changed quietly and unconsciously a long time ago.
And he only knew it at this moment. (To be continued)