North and China separated by the sea, the weather is cold, even in the middle of summer there are occasional snowfall, at the moment is already autumn, thousands of mountains in addition to the pines and cypresses do not see the rest of the forest leaves, many of the mountains on the last year's snow has not yet melted, is still the appearance of the capped.The three of them walked for a while, because Ye Cain Gong Dao skirt is too long, then by the Division to hold the bone chain, Ye Cain Gong is alone to carry the hem of the skirt to walk on the side, she slightly lowered her head, step very small, like a child who has just learned to walk not long ago.Szeto followed her slowly, and if we put aside the disasters that had already been experienced or had yet to come, this moment felt like an outing with the family's daughters and cats.Shirazo was slow as well, looking proud as she tilted her head and held her tail up, her feet graceful.And so they walked,

The snows of the North Country are blown by the wind over the layered mountains, and they look like dry dust that has been lifted and gathered into sandstorms. They are also like pale pigments spreading along the prisms of the mountains, filling in their folded and squeezed bands. They crept silently under a sky whose color was not clear, like the moldy carcasses of ancient beasts.Simin and Ye Chan Gong had traveled many places in the Northern Kingdom, and Hakuzo followed them, walking gracefully with his tail tied up, like Her Majesty was never willing to put down her flagstaff.Ye Chan Gong had changed into a decent outfit.The garment was made of cotton and was draped quietly against her skin. It was just that the pricey garment, worn on her body to match her skin, looked as if it were coarse linen.They walked through the woodlands of the North Country.The winter in the north country is the arrival of the night, yesterday still hanging half of the

The night was a melting darkness, and in the raging Luo River, the flowing water rushed against each other under the effect of spiritual power.The whistling hurricane winds wrapped with thunderbolts were like wheels running over the surface of the Luo River, and the ruts left behind by those thunderbolts came into contact with the water and continued to emit light, and the whole river was covered with such light that it looked as if a sun kneaded by thunderbolts was about to rise from the Luo River.Simeon held Ye Chan Gong in his arms, wrapping her in a snow-white velvet blanket, the sun of thunder and lightning outlining the silhouettes, the encroaching arcs of electricity but not touching them.As Simin looked at Ye Chan Gong's tender face and slender hands, there was always an unreal feeling of holding the moon in the water in his arms.Ahead, Bai Zang followed Ye Chan Gong, and the anger that had been suppressed for so many hours was finally vented in t

Sifu always felt like he couldn't quite keep up with his master's thinking.The colt that pulls the wagon is out there?Expecting that bronze colt to pull the wagon?Master's authority is truly worthy of the dream worldSifu stared at Ye Chan Gong for a while and helped her wrap the white flannel blanket a little tighter, fearing that she would catch a cold.On the Luo River, the ripples formed by the violent fight had been conveyed far away and were isolated by the boundary formed by the Water Resisting Beads.Ye Chan Gong's hand retracted into the velvet blanket as she stood in the small building, glancing back at the layout of the building and looking at the Xi characters posted on the walls.Most of them had been torn away, and with the cold silence, it was rather mournful.Time has passed for too long, and she can't really remember the grudge between herself and Luo Shen, so if she meets again in another year, let's consider it a

The waves in the southern sea were so rough that its surface looked like it was covered with a fragmented mirror, and a sharpness came through between the tumbling of the sea.The proud silver colt dropped its head, its golden lance slung into the waters, and saluted the visitor.The chirping of the sword spirits that surrounded Ning's body for a long time continued, and he had sensed it as well, having already looked back at the first opportunity, only to see that the fiery colt pulling the cart had already stopped in the distance on the sea, and the golden-masked figure of the god coalesced in front of the cart, the emperor's flamboyant robes tumbling out over the sea.Months ago in the Boundary Breaker City, Ning Nagisa had fought with Bai Zang's projection under the authority of his master, and at that time, under the suppression of the Boundary Breaker City, he and Bai Zang had failed to clearly distinguish victory from defeat, and then Bai Zang's projection h