Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

Mu Ciwan will never forget that cold winter, she found some rotten food from the pile of dead people, just stuffed it into her mouth, endured the erosion of the cold, and stood in front of her alone.

Under the night, the silvery white snow reflected the moonlight, the person in front of him was wearing a moony white robe, a silvery white brocade belt with gold patterns outlined his tall and straight waist, and the transparent jade pendant was hanging on his waist, vaguely revealing. with light.

Mu Ciwan's gaze didn't stay on the jade pendant, but moved up slowly, and saw his real face.

His hair was pulled up randomly by a wisp of blue ribbon, his figure was tall and slender, his face was cold and delicate, and there was no expression on his face, like a cold god, erratic as if he was alone in the world.

A pair of cold eyes were like moonlight, falling gently on her body without any warmth.

He just stood there, dignified and cold, like a pine and cypress still chilling after the first snow.

It seemed that it was just a casual glance, but it amazed Mu Ciwan's life and made her soul tremble.

Mu Ciwan didn't speak, she was amazed by the appearance of the person in front of her, but she cherished her own life even more, she was born from the corpse of a dead person in the snow, she must not lose her life like this.

After she calmed down, she had already started to think about how to escape the man in front of her, thinking like a mortal.

After a long time, when she recalled her thoughts at that time, she felt melancholy. After all, if Qiu Cimu really wanted to do something to her, she would not be alive now.

But before she could move, the person in front of her spoke first.

"You are hungry?"

She didn't know how to describe this voice. She was uneducated, but the voice immediately infiltrated her heart. It was clearly a person as cold as Xue, with the same cold voice. The warm water she touched made her whole body warm up.

It's not normal.

She glanced at Qiu Cimu defensively, keenly aware that the other party did not intend to hurt her.

She is very smart and can perceive other people's emotions since she was a child. It is precisely because of this that she can escape from death most of the time.

Now aware of the other party's attitude, she did not dare to let go of her heart, and did not answer the other party's words, but curled up in the corner and looked at the other party defensively.

She seemed to feel helpless from the other person, and then the moon-white robe fell on her body. At that time, she didn't know what the color was called, but she felt that she was somewhat similar to the color of the sky at night. The color of the sky that has been diluted with water should be what they call blue, and it looks out of place on her body.

Her body is dirty.

No matter how dark the night is, you can still see its beautiful color, but her clothes can no longer be like that.

She suddenly developed inferiority complex from the bottom of her bones.

Qiu Cimu couldn't understand why the child in front of him became depressed all of a sudden. He wanted to give her something to eat, but a cultivator didn't need to eat at all, and he didn't bring anything with him. Put it on her to prevent the child from freezing to death in this cold night.

"Nian An Xianzun."

"Uncle Master."

"Your Honor."

Three people appeared quietly behind him, and after saying hello, their eyes all fell on the child in the corner.

Mu Ciwan looked at them, although they looked easier to get along with than the man in white clothes, but their eyes looked at her not as they showed, more like those who wanted to eat her meat to fill their stomachs.

"convergence."

The voice of the man still in white clothes sounded, and Mu Ciwan leaned towards him almost subconsciously, and also keenly noticed that his body was stiff for a moment.

She wondered if she had done something wrong, and was about to back away, but she heard the other party say, "No problem."

It was said to her.

She looked up, and the man was against the moonlight, and it seemed that his whole body was emitting light.

They called him Immortal just now, so he must be an immortal.

"Uncle, why don't you make a move? She is a natural born devil. Now that she is dealt with, nothing will happen to her in the future. You still let her get close. She is covered in dirt. What if... your cassock He even gave it to her!"

The person named Uncle Immortal was a young boy, wearing a dark blue robe, with a pair of smart eyes and childishness written all over his face, he was very dissatisfied with Qiu Cimu's actions, and was looking at her angrily.

So he really came to kill her?

Mu Ciwan's heart became silent, and there was a little sadness in her heart. She slowly flipped through her memories. She didn't even know who her parents were. She robbed food from the dead since she was a child, and wandered outside. How did she offend her? Let these people want to kill her.

"Xinghui, shut up." Immortal's calm face was full of waves, and there was a wrinkle on his flat brow, looking a little troubled.

He directly knelt down and looked at Mu Ciwan at the same level, and stretched out his hand towards her, so that Mu Ciwan heard a sentence she would never forget in her life: "Would you like to be my disciple?"

disciple?

Mu Ciwan was startled, and before he could reply, the person named Xinghui couldn't sit still, "Master, how can you accept her as a disciple, she is a natural demon, and our purpose of coming here is to destroy her, why? Take her back! Look at her, she is evil, maybe she killed those dead people."

"I didn't kill it." Mu Ciwan pursed his lips, raised his head, and stared straight at the boy named Xinghui with a pair of black eyes, "They were already dead when I came, I just came to see if there was anything Eat, I don’t think you can slander me like that.”

Because she hadn't spoken for a long time, it seemed that she was struggling to speak every single word, but she was also a little scared. Those black eyes were staring at Xing Hui, waiting for his reply.

Xinghui didn't know why, but was suddenly startled by those eyes, broke out in a cold sweat, and then felt a little useless, although the other party was a natural demon, but now he was just a mortal with no cultivation at all, he Already a golden core, how could he be afraid of this person.

"Who knows whether what you said is true or not, and no one has confirmed it."

He muttered.

How could Mu Ciwan not know this truth, but she just explained stubbornly: "I didn't kill anyone."

She didn't tell that boy named Xinghui, she just subconsciously wanted to tell Immortal that she didn't hurt anyone, she didn't kill anyone, she just wanted to live, she just subconsciously didn't want the other party to think of her so badly.

"I believe in you." Qiu Cimu's voice seemed to pass through layers of obstacles, and accurately conveyed to Mu Ciwan's heart. She looked up at Qiu Cimu, and the other party still had the same indifferent expression. If it wasn't for His eyes kept staring at her words, and she was even afraid that it wasn't the other party who said it.

But indeed, she heard it clearly, and her heart that had been frozen by the cold was suddenly filled with a little bit of joy, her eyes were bent, and she smiled at the other party.

It's a pity that the face is full of dirt, and nothing can be seen at all.