The spring was cold, and a sudden light snowfall at night suppressed the newly bloomed flowers.

It was late at night, and the red candle was half burning. A gust of cold wind blew in from the window, and the candle began to sway continuously, and finally went out suddenly.

The Fushuang Sword held in Xie Wanyou's arms suddenly began to vibrate and flicker. Xie Wanyou woke up immediately. She closed her eyes and patted the hilt of the sword: "Don't make any noise, I'm on my own."

The Fushuang Sword was still shaking, even shaking more and more violently, as if he hated evil as much as he hated it and would never tolerate it.

Xie Wanyou finally opened his eyes helplessly, and saw a black shadow silently appearing beside the bed, with his eyes glowing green like a beast.

Xie Wanyou was already very used to it, and skillfully pressed the constantly vibrating Fushuang Sword under his body, then sat up and looked at the other person.

Fortunately, the appearance of the humanoid has not changed, the silver hair is neat, and there is no baldness.

...I just don’t know if the hair on the body has grown back.

The black shadow seemed to be aware of what she was thinking, and his tone became unpleasant: "Where are you looking?"

Xie Wanyou quickly "shushed" and sent a message to him: "Xiao Bai is still sleeping."

Feng Ranzhi stopped talking. Xie Wanyou held back his laughter and stretched out his hand to pull him. He apologized in a dignified manner: "Are you really angry? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Feng Ranzhou shook his hand a few times and finally moved, holding her cold hand with his backhand: "I'm not angry with you... That's not what I care about."

His expression was gloomy, and his face was a bit gloomy.

"Then what do you care about?" Xie Wanyou actually knew what he was thinking, so she decided to tease him: "Do you think God's will is tricking us to get the most exciting enemy script?"

"Don't be so playful." Feng Ranzhi glanced at her, half helpless: "This is serious business."

Xie Wanyou suppressed his smile and said seriously: "If you get it, you'll get it. There's nothing you can do about it. Who told Fushuangjian to choose me?"

As she spoke, she observed him worriedly and said with concern: "The sword didn't hurt you, did you? Why don't you change back to your true form and show me?"

Feng Ranzhou narrowed his eyes, looked her up and down suspiciously, and said gloomily: "...You actually just want to see if I'm bald, right?"

After his true intention was revealed, Xie Wanyou touched the tip of his nose in a sly manner.

From what Feng Ranzhou meant, she probably didn't want to show it to her, but who was Xie Wanyou? Once she got curious, she would do whatever it took to get Feng Ranzhou to agree.

Xie Wanyou simply held on to his sleeve and started to play dirty: "Show it to me, just take a look! I swear, no matter what I see, I will never laugh at you - otherwise I will let Grandmaster

My merits!"

As she spoke, she stared at Feng Ranzhou eagerly, trying to shake Feng Ranzhou's determination with the most harmless look.

Feng Ranzhou looked down and fell silent: "..."

He suddenly felt that Xie Wanyou and Xie Zhuoxing were really similar.

Everyone is the same when it comes to grinding.

Feng Ranzhou stared at her for a long time, and finally gave in, transformed back into his white tiger form, and squatted in front of Xie Wanyou's bed unhappily.

Xie Wanyou immediately beamed with joy, holding its big fluffy tiger head and looking around, observing carefully for a moment, and then nodded with relief: "It's okay, it's just that the fur on the left side has been shortened a little. It will be fine when it grows back, and it won't damage your hair."

Beauty.”

Feng Ranzhou is a long-haired white tiger with a thick and long mane around his neck. The hairs Xie Wanyou shaved off are the manes on his left side.

It has not been shaved off, and some length is left. But if you look at it from a distance, there is some asymmetry on the left and right sides...

Xie Wanyou touched the mane on his neck guiltily, not daring to say anything about it.

Feng Ranzhou was comforted by Xie Wanyou, but there was still some doubt in his tone, and he slowly said: "How long will it take to grow out?"

Xie Wanyou's eyes wandered: "Uh, this...about a few months? But after all, your physique is special, maybe it will grow out tomorrow, it's hard to say."

Feng Ran asked quietly: "What should I do if it doesn't grow?"

Xie Wanyou gritted his teeth and swore to the sky: "If you can't grow it, I will develop a hair growth lotion for you.

It will definitely make you grow hair again!”

Feng Ranzhou: "...Are those medical skills you learned just for you to use for this?"

Xie Wanyou tentatively asked, "How about I help you shave off the hair on the other side? Come up with a new look?"

Feng Ranzhou was silent for a while: "How about you go ahead and develop a hair growth lotion."

He really had no confidence in Xie Wanyou's pruning skills.

What if the right one is still asymmetrical to the left one after cutting it off?

Xie Wanyou also thought of this. When he thought of that scene, he hugged his tiger head and laughed hard: "Why are you so funny?"

Feng Ranzhou said coldly: "Obviously it's you, but you always don't do things that normal people do."

"Okay, it's my fault," Xie Wanyou kissed his big black and red nose and said angrily: "But you are also at fault. Who told you not to hide? If I didn't wake up at that time, I would definitely not have cut off a few hairs.

It’s so simple.”

Bai Hu's ears trembled due to her kiss, and his gray-blue beast eyes stared at her intently: "There's no blood, I'm afraid you won't wake up."

Xie Wanyou couldn't help but said: "There is another possibility, that is, you are not that important in my heart. Even if I see blood, I will not wake up. What will you do then?"

"There is no such possibility," Bai Hu's deep voice seemed to contain a hint of complacency in seeing through her: "You just can't do anything to me."

He really caught her, Xie Wanyou rubbed his head fiercely: "Yes, I can't live without you, please give me a kiss!"

Feng Ranzhou's eyes narrowed due to her rough treatment, and her hair was messy due to her rubbing. He tilted his head back helplessly and disgustedly.

Xie Wanyou is becoming more and more rude to him now. She used to touch his tiger fur secretly, but after being frightened by him, she didn't dare to touch him anymore - now she not only dares to touch it openly, she also dares to rub his fur.

Luan, he is so proud of his favor.

The two argued for a while, then snuggled together and became quiet.

Xie Wanyou hugged Bai Hu's neck and buried her face in the warm soft hair on his neck. Bai Hu squatted beside the bed, lowered his head and licked her long black hair.

Grooming your partner is also a feline instinct.

Unfortunately, Xie Wanyou's hair was too long. It was very different from animal fur. It was very laborious to lick it. He had to stretch his neck to lick Xie Wanyou's hair from head to tail.

The white tiger stubbornly tried to tame Xie Wanyou's hair, but unfortunately it never succeeded.

Xie Wanyou helplessly held down his tiger's head, stopping the big tiger's overly heart-warming behavior of washing his hair: "Are you trying to swallow my head?"

Feng Ranzhou paused and answered her with a bit of horror: "Actually, sometimes, I want to swallow you whole."

Feng Ranzhou suspected that Xie Wanyou had poisoned him.

For example, when he couldn't see her, he would sometimes feel thirsty as if he was dehydrated, and other times he would feel heart-burning and liver-burning, as if he had been hungry for a hundred days.

Only by swallowing the whole Xie Wanyou who caused all this into his belly can this thirst and pain seem to be relieved slightly.

Feng Ranzhou originally thought that Xie Wanyou would be frightened by such terrifying and crazy words, but Xie Wanyou was really strange. He could actually laugh out loud after hearing such words.

Feng Ranzhou asked: "Why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little happy," Xie Wanyou poked his heart with her finger: "That's how you like someone."

Feng Ranzhou felt a little numb in his heart when she poked him.

He slowly rested his head on Xie Wanyou's shoulder, purring deeply from his throat.

Xie Wanyou leaned back when the big tiger leaned against him like this, and had to use one hand to touch his head: "What's wrong?"

It's so rare to suddenly act coquettishly.

Feng Ranzhou didn't speak for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, he asked in a low voice: "Why you?"

Xie Wanyou slowly realized that he was talking about Fushuangjian choosing her.

She sighed: "In fact, I have asked Buddha this question before."

"What did he say?"

Xie Wanyou squeezed his hand

Excellent Hu Er: "He said that everything has its own destiny, and I am the destined person destined by Fushuang Sword."

Feng Ranzhou finally raised his head from her shoulder and looked at her: "What about the first time? The first time you entered the sword pavilion, why was the sword you took not the Fushuang Sword?"

Xie Wanyou was silent for a while.

The biggest difference between her and the original owner was probably her soul, so she guessed that her time travel led to different results.

But she couldn't tell Feng Ranzhou about such speculation yet.

It involves the issue of traveling through another world and being reborn, which is really hard to explain.

Xie Wanyou could only say vaguely: "Perhaps it's because my spiritual roots were still water spiritual roots at that time, not the ice spiritual roots that are most suitable for the Fushuang Sword."

Feng Ranzhou seemed to be thoughtful, and he asked again: "The elders of Jiange and the Buddha came to you. Apart from this, what else did they say to you?"

Xie Wanyou paused: "I didn't say anything...just some precautions for using the Fushuang Sword."

Hearing this, Feng Ranzhou bumped her forehead: "Lie to me and tell the truth."

Xie Wanyou covered his forehead and sighed: "I'm not lying to you, that's really all."

Feng Ranzhou looked at her motionless, with a bit of sternness in his eyes.

Xie Wanyou looked away, but refused to say anything.
To be continued...