"Jimo, wait! Just be patient a little longer and I'll call Huaisha!" With a cry in his voice, Jian Yao hurriedly tried to get up, but a low voice came from his shoulder:

"Jian Yao..."

"Jimo?" Jian Yao happily supported Jimo's body, held Jimo's head and looked carefully.

"Are you awake? Is it okay? Can you go?"

Jimo opened his eyes with some difficulty, looked at Jian Yao's crying face, smiled weakly, stood up slowly, shook his head suddenly, and all the frost on his body flew out. Jian Yao looked at the flying ice in surprise.

The powder is scattered, forming a net of snow, and thousands of strands are floating down, making everything become hazy.

"I'm fine!"

Jimo miraculously recovered and became energetic all of a sudden. He smiled gently at the stunned Jian Yao.

"you……"

"I just fell asleep, it's okay!" Thinking of being hugged by Jian Yao just now, my heart couldn't help but beat fast!

Jian Yao stared blankly at Jimo for a long time. Jimo was furious at her look. Just when he was about to ask, Jian Yao suddenly jumped up.

"Sleeping? Why do you want to sleep here? Do you know that the whole Nanyang is crazy about you now? Do you know that Huaisha has been waiting for you outside the cave for three days and three nights with a big belly? Do you know that I

I was so scared and sad just now..."

Tears welled up as he spoke. Jimo had never seen Jian Yao yelling like this. He always thought...she was the delicate kind...uh...

Seeing Jian Yao's tears growing more and more, Jimo was so anxious that he hugged Jian Yao and gently coaxed her, saying sorry.

"Why are you hiding here?" Jian Yao wiped his tears after crying and asked in an angry tone.

"Come and see my parents!" There was obvious sadness in Jimo's tone. Jian Yao followed his gaze and saw that the ice stone Jimo had just leaned on was a piece of cold jade. There was a huge ice coffin placed on the cold jade.

There was a sticky, slippery liquid on the surface of the coffin and jade, flowing up and down endlessly.

Jian Yao got closer and took a closer look. Inside the ice coffin lay the bodies of a man and a woman. They seemed to be sleeping, without any signs of decay. The man looked similar to Jimo, but he was slightly older, while the woman actually said no.

Feeling familiar, Jian Yao frowned and meditated, and suddenly realized, wasn't this woman the statue he saw in the Jiaoren tribe that day? It turned out that she was Jimo's mother!

The charcoal fire was bright and gray, flickering, blocking out the cold and cold world. Jian Mucheng stood in front of the window with his hands folded. The sky became darker, thin clouds surged in all directions, and the crescent moon turned orange.

A pair of gentle hands behind him put a coat on him. Jian Mucheng's upright body gradually became humble, but still did not turn around. After thinking for a while, he said: "Go to bed, I have to wait for someone tonight!"

Youlan lowered her face and bit her lower lip. She knew who he was waiting for. Ever since he received the news that Jian Yao was leaving the city, he had been standing like this for a whole night.

Slowly walking to Jian Mucheng's side, Youlan also looked at the infinite night in front of her with Jian Mucheng.

Jian Mucheng turned his head and looked into Youlan's eyes. They were bright light cyan, a very strange color, but deep and charming. Under the firelight, it showed a light gold, just like the one he was familiar with and nostalgic for.

Seeing Jian Muchong looking at her, Youlan smiled at him, pointed her finger towards the darkness outside the window, then tightened her palms suddenly, turned her face to look at Jian Muchong mischievously, and there was a forced smile on Jian Muchong's face.

Thought, but no longer looked at

She just reached out and touched the knot on the hilt of the sword, and said slowly: "If I could keep it, why would I let it go? All this is just fate, I am gambling, no matter I win or lose, I will be happy with it.
Chapter completed!