A strong wind came in from outside the door, and it was bitingly cold, mixed with fine white five-petal flowers.
Han Mengxiao raised his eyes, his eyes filled with joy: "Brother, brother, it's snowing, it's snowing!"
Xue Ge had been looking forward to snowing. He said that if it snowed, he could go home. Han Mengxiao always remembered it. She stood up and ran out excitedly.
Xianyue Mountain is a picturesque place. The flawless snowflakes were very cold at first, but gradually they became warm, like a rain of white flowers, falling to the ground and disappearing without a trace.
In this beautiful and unique heavy snow, Xue Ge walked up to Han Mengxiao and placed a pair of wrist bells on Han Mengxiao's palm. The small purple bells and tiny beads made a crisp and sweet sound. Xue Ge's gentle voice
He said: "Meng'er, this Nine-Tune Golden Bell is yours. My brother is still with you today. In the future, when my brother is gone, you have to take good care of yourself." Crimson blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, looking beautiful and sad.
Han Mengxiao felt that her heart suddenly collapsed. She quickly picked up the bell and held onto Xue Ge's hand: "Brother, what's wrong with you, what's wrong!"
Xue Ge raised his arm and wiped the corner of his mouth. Seeing the fresh blood on the back of his hand, he understood the reason for Han Mengxiao's panic and smiled tenderly: "Meng'er, my brother was slightly injured. When he goes home,
It will be fine. Look, it's snowing, and my brother is going home."
"You didn't lie to me?" Han Mengxiao looked into Xue Ge's eyes with burning eyes. They were clear and bright, and nothing could be seen in them. However, she felt heartbroken, as if there was something particularly important that she wanted to take away from her life.
In, pull away.
"How could brother lie to you? Brother just doesn't accompany you anymore, but when brother goes home, he will always protect you,"
Meng'er, my sister, how could I lie to you? How could I be willing to lie to you? Although I am about to turn into wind, rain, frost, and snow, I will never have a thought and float around the world, but the wind, frost, rain and snow
There will still be times when the four seasons of heaven and earth are still turning. Even if I am no longer here, I will still be with you.
Xue Ge comforted himself in this way, and he looked back: "Qingying, Your Majesty, Xue Ge is a little tired. Please come over. There is something Xue Ge wants to say."
Qingying's hands hidden in his sleeves dug into his flesh tightly. As the successor of the God of the Four Seasons, he knew that Xue Ge was about to die, and his legs were as heavy as lead. He just suppressed the sadness in his heart and refused to let go.
Everyone can see the clues.
Qingying walked to Xue Ge and Han Mengxiao and said, "Stop talking. I, Qingying, know that even if I fight to be wiped out, I still remember my responsibilities."
Xue Ge nodded happily and said: "Qingying, I trust you. If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have chosen you in the first place." He turned his head, smiled gently at the red lady, and then turned back to look at her.
Zhu Qingying: "You are a man. No matter what happens in the future, as a friend, I hope you are happy."
"God...God Lord!" Qingying's voice was choked with sobs. Her legs went weak and she was about to kneel down. However, Xue Ge raised her hand to stop her. A stern look flashed in Xue Ge's eyes: "Qing Ying! I am a mortal now.
, Let’s talk about the future... things in the future..."
Qingying had no choice but to push up his kneecaps, but the pain in his heart was even worse. Xue Ge saved him and gave him the immortal bones of ten thousand years. She was his benefactor, his master, and his friend.