She stood up and said softly, "let's keep going."

Ji yunhuang gets up, doesn't look at the snow blue, pulls up the ink and goes to the front.

Snow green followed in silence.

The snow is windy, and the ink can't stand the cold, so Ji yunhuang set up a border to separate herself and the ink from the wind.

"Brother yunhuang, sister Xueqing is also very cold. Please set up a border for her..." murmured ink

Ji yunhuang looks back at tianxueqing and sees that she is still indifferent. Then she turns back and continues to talk with ink.

Tianxueqing only felt cold all over. The wind in the snow field was so strong that she almost lost consciousness. She took a look at the front. The ink seemed very comfortable in the border. She talked and walked forward with jiyunhuang.

A snowflake fell on the top of her hair, and Ji yunhuang raised her hand to brush it off for her

Every move is full of indulgence.

Don't open your eyes when the snow is blue.

She knew that she would never get along with the warmth.

The cold wind even stimulated the dark wound in her body, and she coughed up again.

Ji yunhuang looked back subconsciously, and saw that she wiped the blood from the corner of her lips. He steps, ink curiously looking back, but tianxueqing has recovered her normal appearance. She pulls the sleeve of rajiyunhuang: "brother yunhuang, what's the matter?"

Ji yunhuang's footsteps are just a tiny meal, and he continues to lead the ink forward, motionless: "nothing."

Just when Shuimo talks to him again, she says that Ji yunhuang may only answer one sentence in ten sentences, which seems to be a little absent-minded.

Half a sound, Ji yunhuang suddenly raised her hand, and a white light suddenly covered the sky with snow. The wind and snow all over her were much smaller at once.

Did Ji yunhuang set up a border for her?

Tianxueqing looked at him a little surprised, half ring, quietly said: "thank you, your highness."

Ji yunhuang didn't talk to her, but continued to talk and laugh with ink.

The voice of the snow green is floating in the wind, some lonely.

She lowered her eyes slightly and told herself not to be amorous. He just looked at her pitifully. A warm heart is cold again, just like the words that no one answers when it falls in the wind.

The three of them walked for a long time. After all, ink and wash is a child. They can't help trekking like this. They can't support it any more. One of them is staggering. If Ji yunhuang didn't catch her in time, she would fall to the ground.

Ink looks at Ji yunhuang pitifully: "brother yunhuang, ah Mo is so tired..."

Ji took a look at the thin sky behind her and said, "let's have a rest."

The three of them sat down in the same place. Tian Xueqing and Ji yunhuang were meditating, but the ink couldn't sit down at all. Ji yunhuang made her move so many times that she almost fell into a rage. But she opened her eyes and asked, "amo, what's wrong with you? What's wrong? "

The ink head is shaking like a rattle: "no, ah Mo is very good..."

Before he had finished speaking, he suddenly cried out.

Ink and wash: "..."

She patted her stomach with some chagrin and said in a hurry, "ah Mo is not hungry at all!"

The stomach is not willing to show weakness again rang, this noise is very big, even not far away to sit in the sky snow green all opened eyes, quietly looked at them.

Ji yunhuang: "..."

No way to beat the head of the ink: "you wait."

Turn head voice then coldly many, to not far away sky snow green way: "you take good care of her."

They have finished their food, and now they can only go hunting by themselves.