Xiao Yu thought of the purple coat on the top of the snow mountain, bite his teeth, stepped on the pace, and walked toward the snow-capped mountains.

One foot stepped into the snow, and the bitter cold followed, and it was colder than the day when it was carrying dry wood on the snowy mountain.

It was so tired that the body should be numb, and today, she woke up and her head was sober, and the feeling of coldness became stronger.

Xiao Yu grabbed her hand and walked forward. She did not take two steps. A coat was placed on her shoulder. The cold was rejected and the body was not so cold. She turned her head and went to Shangnan Palace. Look at the cold moon like a cold moon.

He walked up to her, Yubai's fingers helped her put on her hat, and came to her chest again, gathered her coat and tied a knot.

Xiao Yu was surprised. Looking at the serious peerless beauty of Nangong, she moved her mouth: "Nan Gong, thank you."

In addition to thanking him, Xiao Yu does not know what to say?

Nangong looked at Xiao Yu for a moment, sighed slightly and turned into a white mist in the cold air. His jade fingers grabbed the small hand in her coat and said faintly: "Go! I will accompany you." ""

Xiao Yu looked at Nangong in surprise, he wants to accompany her up?

"If I don't leave, I will take back this coat."

Nangong Temple has already taken a step and said that the head has not returned.

Xiao Yu was hit by a shackle. It was a cold joke by Nangong. If she didn’t have this smock, she was afraid to freeze on the snowy mountain. And, last time, she carried dry wood. Not nearly freezing dead?

Xiao Yu moves in the footsteps, keeps up with Nangong Temple, and thinks about the body of Nangong Temple. She is worried that she said: "Nangong Temple, your body has not healed. If it is on a snowy mountain, I am afraid it will be cold, you are still down..."

At this time, Nangong 湚 suddenly turned and looked at her, Xiao Yu did not finish a sentence, stuck in the mouth of the scorpion, heard the voice of Nangong.

"I am going to follow you up, it is better to go up and collect the corpse."

"..."

Xiao Yu did not say anything, and continued to move forward, she suddenly found that Nangong Temple is not the warm and elegant Nanling Prince.

After a long walk, Xiao Yu was hungry, and screaming, she swallowed and swallowed, and she hoped to have something to eat.

Suddenly, a piece of cake appeared in front of Xiao Yu’s eyes. Her eyes lit up. She took the cake from the hand of Nangong’s hand and stuffed it into her mouth. I thought that the cake would be hard and fangs, but I didn’t expect the cake to be soft, as if it were The temperature of the finger of Nangong , is very good.

Xiao Yu finished eating, eyes glaring at the beautiful face of Nangong :: "That, do you still have pastries?"

Nangong looked at Xiao Yu and took out a piece of cake for her.

Xiao Xiao smiled and took it to his mouth. He ate and said, "Nan Gong, this pastry is loose and soft. How did you do it?"

The oil cake she brought can only be eaten as a popsicle on this snowy mountain.

"I kept it in my hand before I gave it to you."

what?

Xiao Yu’s eyes wide open, why didn’t she find that he put the pastry in his hand?

However, knowing that this pastry is warm with his hands, Xiao Yu’s heart is inexplicably trembled.

This feeling is really unacceptable.

Nangong Temple and Xiao Yu walked to the top of the snow-capped mountains. They have gone from day to night, and the moon is hanging, and the wind is biting.

The pit she had dug before was already filled with snow, and the bundle of wood was buried in the snow. Q8zc

Xiao Yu’s little hand pulled out from Nangong’s palm and ran to the place where the dry wood was buried. He squatted down and dug his hands.

Nangong 湚 cold moon-like black scorpion looked at the piece of ice, the twilight was deep, but nothing could be seen. He looked down and saw the little girl who was digging the snow and went to the eyebrows.

Xiao Yu forced the snow to dig, and saw another pair of jade white hands joined the work of digging snow. She looked up and looked at Nangong.

"It’s already very tired to accompany me. You have to rest and rest! I am digging here alone, no problem."

Nan Gongyi suddenly grabbed her little hand and pulled it out of the snow and placed it in front of her eyes: "You have almost lost your hands."

Nangong 擦 wiped the snow in her hand with a wide sleeve, and I didn't know where to change a pair of suede bobbins, wearing Xiao Xiao's little hand.

"Go to the side and stand here, give it to me!"

"How can this be? You have helped me, I can't let you..."

"Do you want to go down now?"

Nangong looked at Xiao Yu, and the cold-eyed eyes were not joking with Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu frowned, want to say something more? Suddenly, a stream of air struck, she was fixed, and could not move. She could only watch Nangong squatting and digging into the snow...

In the dark night, not far away, I saw Nangong squatting and squatting on the ground to dig snow, and he held his fingers tightly.

In order to get Xiao Xin’s heart, why should the master be like this?

If he can, he really wants to stand in the past, put Xiao Yu on his shoulders, and bring it back to Nanling. The master does not use this to dig snow on the ground, doing things that people are not willing to do.

But the night knows that he can't, Xiao Yu is extremely important to Nan Gongyi, he can't break the master's plan.

About half an hour.

Nangong Temple dug out the dry wood, and the snow did not wet the dry wood, or it could ignite.

Nan Gongyi took out the Flintstone from the waist. When he wanted to ignite, he saw Xiao Yu squinting at him. His eyebrows were slightly picked and his mouth raised a smile.

Nangong went to Xiao Yu, and her finger clicked twice on her to unlock the acupuncture point on her body.

"Can't ignite like this. There is a cold wind here, which is not conducive to the burning and lasting of firewood."

To get rid of the whole piece of ice outside the purple coat, she must ensure that the firewood burns at the slowest speed.

Nangong heard the words, put away the Flintstone, and ordered the acupuncture points on Xiao Yu’s body.

This time, the night of the night killed Xiao Yu’s heart. Did the **** girl not see that the master’s hand was frozen? She didn't feel bad about the master, and said something like this, let the master continue to dig the snow pit?

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Almost wrestling.

Seen in the dark night, my heart was tight, and I came flying, but I saw the cold eyes of Nangong. I bit my teeth back in the dark night, my fingers were pinched, my palms were bleeding.

Xiao Yu was untied. She hurriedly helped Nangong, and asked nervously: "Are you okay?"

Nan Gongyi pulled a pale smile on Xiao Yu: "If I have something, will you be sad?"

Xiao Yu looked at the black shackles of Nangong, and the soul seemed to be sucked in. He nodded and said, "Yes."

Xiao Yu said, almost biting off her tongue, what happened to her? How can you say this to Nangong? Although there is nothing wrong with it, it is said now that she has the meaning of Nangong.

Nangong 湚 湚 眸 眸 , , , , , , , , , , 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南

In the dark, holding his fingers tightly, the black scorpion is cold and dark. If the master is dead here, he will let Xiao Yu be buried.

If it is so warm, Xiao Xiao’s face is red.

"Let's make a fire!"

Nan Gongyi did not ask much, Xiao Yu did not want to explain, two people, such a tacit understanding.

Nangong Temple took out the Flintstone from the waist again and lit the dry wood. This piece of cold snow mountain is the only warm light here.

Xiao Yu looked at the dry wood burning, waited for a while, picked up a thick trunk burning Zhengwang, walked behind the purple dress, let the fire shine on the ice on his body, and saw the ice melt under the flame, Xiao Yu’s heart A burst of excitement and excitement.

She knew that this method is useful.

Nan Gongyi saw Xiao Yu’s movements and looks. He was dark and deep. If he thought about it, he saw Xiao Yu’s sight coming. His twilight recovered and he smiled. “You are so hard, you almost lost your life. Is it to melt this ice?"

Xiao Yu flashed his guilty conscience and nodded. "Is it not okay?"

Although she knows this, she is somewhat self-willed, but now she prefers to be willful in the eyes of Nangong, and she does not want the secret of the purple clothes to be discovered by Nangong.

"Yes."

Fortunately, Nangong did not ask much.

Xiao Yu saw that Nangong Temple also picked up a trunk that burned Wangwang, standing in front of the purple clothes and melting the ice. Xiao Yan blinked and his heart was dark, so the master could come out very quickly.

After half an hour, the ice in front of Nangong Temple was a lot of ice, and the torch was about to burn to the face of the purple coat. Xiao Yu saw it and was shocked. He ran over and grabbed Nan Gong’s wrist very quickly.

"Don't bake again."

Nangong湚 looked at Xiao Yu strangely.

"This ice has not melted yet, why not roast?"

Xiao Yu’s brain turned and turned, and suddenly pointed at the legs of the purple dress, said: "Look, the above melts almost, but here is still so thick, Nangong, you first here! Let's make the ice even."

Nangong looked at some nervous Xiao Xiao, did not say above, the torch moved to the bottom, began to melt the ice on the purple legs.

Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, her fingers were hot, and she threw her torch into her hand very quickly. She saw that the torch on the ground had become a small section. She patted her chest, went to the snow pit, and picked it up again. A torch.

After about an hour, the ice on the purple clothes was almost melted, but... the eyes of the purple clothes, but the eyes of the purple clothes, did not see the open, black feathers like the feathers, even the trembling did not tremble.

Xiao Yu held the torch in his hand and stood in front of the purple dress. He looked at the face that was exactly the same as Feng Ling. The heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Feng Lingran had cold poison in his body. From time to time, the master was sealed at the top of the snow mountain. Ling Ran and the master, in some respects, are really a bit like, are afraid... cold.

Xiao Yu’s line of sight fell on the grass of the purple hand.

Since she is afraid of the cold, why should the master come to the top of this snowy mountain to get the grass for her?

In fact, even if there is no spirit grass... she will become a fox at most...

Behind him, the chest was attached to the chest. It was Nangong who hugged her from behind and wrapped her hands in front of her lower abdomen.

"Hey, this ice has melted, let's go!"

His white, thin lips stuck to her ear and spit out a warm breath.

at this time……

The purple dress suddenly opened his eyes.