Qi Xue burst into tears suddenly, she smiled apologetically, and whispered: "Blue, I'm sorry!"
The voice disappeared into the night sky, and the cold wind outside the window was blowing on the city alone, as if to bury his scars and sooth its appearance.
02 be seen through
The mist that hung over the city slowly dissipated, and when the sun spread again, the hazy city seemed to have regained its vitality. The blood-colored sun hung between the walls, revealing half of the face, and dyed the entire city. Like poppies, there is a moving red flame.
Perhaps this is why Chiyan City got its name!
Qi Xue stretched out and sat up. She looked at Jie Lan, who was asleep, and fiddled with her hair and scratched her ears. Jie Lan thought that someone had attacked her, and immediately sat up, waving her right hand, darkly. Yun Lingli, when she saw Qi Xue with Shui Ling's big eyes in front of her, she felt relieved.
Qi Xue smiled charmingly: "Why, does Sister Lan want to fuck me? Do you really want to kill me. "At this time, she seems to have forgotten everything about last night, and she has become that strange little girl again.
Jielan frowned slightly. Sometimes she couldn't see through Qi Xue. She felt like a cloud in the sky. She never knew where she would float, but none of this was so important, as long as she could be happy.
"Sister? I should call you old woman, right?" Jie Lan pretended to be serious.
Qi Xue thought for a while, and a pair of eyes rolled back and forth: "Well? This sounds good, so good, my good granddaughter has to respect my mother-in-law in the future, don't be rude."
Jie Lan pushed her away, with a sullen expression on her face: "You really take me to serve you, I am pleased with you." She slapped Qixue down and walked downstairs, Qixue hurriedly followed.
The hall of the inn was still so deserted that no one came to eat even in the early morning. As soon as Jie Lan got off the building, the owner of the shop who was cleaning hurriedly greeted him: "I wonder what the two guests want to eat?"
Jie Lan had no appetite, she stroked her forehead and shook her head. Qi Xue is the Snow Spirit. Even if she hasn't eaten for hundreds of years, it will not hinder her. What is more important to her than to eat at this time is where Chengfeng is, but she has not seen everywhere. Qi Xue couldn't help but feel a little lost in his figure.
Jie Lan noticed Qi Xue’s expression. Although she did not express her feelings to herself, Jie Lan felt that Qi Xue’s care and attachment to Chengfeng were no longer pity and sympathy, but affection and affection from the bottom of her heart. Fetters, maybe even she didn't even notice this kind of emotion.
"He's not here, maybe he went to the city street to wander around, why are you so worried." Jie Lan said directly, Qi Xue's face was flushed, she pouted, "Who would worry about him?" Jie Lan ignored. She said to the shop owner, "Nothing is needed? Did you see the person who was following us?" When the shop owner was about to answer, a person came in from the door, his face expressionless, his black hair hanging down and his white robe In the wind, red blood was stained on the long armour of his hands, and even the white robe on his chest was embroidered with dazzling plum blossoms, dizzy and suffocating pain.