Song of Monsters (Snow Snow)

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Suddenly a warm feeling came over him, Shuyu looked at the man with his slender knuckles arms around his shoulders, the corner of his mouth was slightly curled up on that familiar face, but his eyes were still melancholy.

"It doesn't look good?" Mo Xue said softly, turning her head to look at Shuyu, and seeing Shuyu looking at her, her eyes bent into crescents.

And the scene in front of him slowly disappeared, and the sound of the whipping gradually disappeared, leaving only thick white mist and the scent of the man.

Seeing that Mo Xue was safe and sound by her side, and the previous scenes were like a knife cut on her chest, she went over to put her arms around Mo Xue's waist, and gently shook her head with her head against Mo Xue's chin.

Seeing her like this, Mo Xue smiled slightly, always feeling that she was being displayed □□luo in front of the tree, and felt a little uneasy in her heart, and said in a cool voice, "Go back, the back is even more ugly."

"Then you and me go back quickly, I'm here to look for you." Shu Yu said, rubbing his face against Mo Xue's cold neck, it was enough to see Mo Xue find Mo Xue, although Mo Xue cared about how he used to be, But she also faintly felt that the person didn't want her to know, so she didn't know.

However, the realm of fog doesn't just emerge as soon as it thinks in its heart, it seems to have its own consciousness, only the sound of many weapons colliding, and screams and screams can be heard.

Mo Xue's body trembled, and the fog started again, and she couldn't stop it. The person in her arms turned to look in the direction of the sound. Seeing this, Mo Xue gently pinched the tree under her chin with her hand and turned back, and then Pressing her face against her neck, her voice was gentle but sad: "Don't look."

Shuyu nodded.

"Damn! Smelly woman!" The man's angry voice.

"Xiaoxue..." the woman's voice.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly!? Kill all the demon clan members! Hurry up!" The man was anxious and angry.

half an hour...

"That... that's my mother..." Mo Xue's trembling voice, the sound of the sword falling to the ground.

When Mo Xue heard it, her chest rose and fell, as if the incident happened yesterday, which was still fresh in her memory. She looked down at Shuyu in her arms, and she seemed relieved to see that Shuyu didn't react much.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the fog... The blower couldn't open his eyes... The noise in the fog continued.

"Your mother is a lunatic! Hurry up and kill her!" The man seemed to have lost his mind, yelling hysterically.

The sound of the sword piercing the flesh...

"Hahaha!!!" The man laughed crazily, followed by the sound of weapons falling to the ground, and the sound of chaotic footsteps.

"Mo... Chang... Han... In the next life, I will hate you too." The woman's voice was gnashing her teeth but powerless, as if she had been seriously injured.

Knowing what would happen next, Mo Xue raised Shu Yu's face, covered her ears with her hands, and let her look into her eyes.

"No!!! Ah!!!" The voice was miserable, sad, cold, and deep, and the thick fragrance of peach blossoms swept across the foggy environment... Even if Shuyu's ears were covered, Shuyu could still hear it, heartbreaking ,It broke our hearts……

Mo Xue frowned slightly unconsciously, Ran Shuyu felt uncomfortable seeing this, reached out to touch her cheek but stopped in the air, the two looked at each other, the voice in the fog had disappeared, only the wind was blowing The fragrance of peach blossoms blew their black hair, Shu Yu's pupils trembled, and his hands kept shaking. He dared to touch when he was in a coma, but now he dared not when he was awake? That man's clear eyes were full of tenderness, Looking at the tree seems to be waiting for something.After a while, Shuyu finally made up his mind, and gently caressed Mo Xue's face with his soft palm, and Mo Xue didn't hate her when he looked at her, but smiled on his lips.

Suddenly behind Shu Yu, the fog dispersed again. Shu Yu blinked his eyes and turned around to look, red blood and white snow melted together, forming a vast expanse. The phantom of Mo Xue in red was kneeling on the ground, his hands were Dyeing red, surrounded by corpses of monsters, and in front of him is his dead father.

"Yu'er..." Mo Xue whispered in front of her.Shu Yu turned to look at her, she lowered her eyes and curled her lips: "I'm not the Mo Xue you admire." At that time, his father and mother changed from love to hatred. During the fight, his father killed his mother, and he suddenly awakened his magic power and hurt his father. ...But at this time, it seems to be calmer than that. After so long, the past is like smoke, but it can be accepted...

Shu Yu was startled, and then looked up at her tenderly: "Are you smarter than me... the most important person in my heart is you, either before or now, but you."

"Huh?" Hearing what she said, Mo Xue felt much more comfortable, so she raised the corners of her mouth and raised the tree to her chin. The two of them got very close, their breath blowing hot and warm on their faces.

But Mo Xue didn't seem to be going to stop. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyebrows were slightly raised, her clear pupils trembled, she seemed to deliberately bite her lower lip and then let go, her vermilion lips were rosy, and she looked elegant and tender... …I don’t know why Mo Xue’s frivolous attitude in the inn kept coming to mind…Slender neck, half-covered and half-shielded attractive collarbone under the red collar, blushing unconsciously, thinking to myself why I am so dirty…

I don't know why, maybe it's because the breeze swept away the heat in the mist, or because the man's eyes are like magnets, and he can't avoid them, but his brain is confused, and he leans over with affection...

Even his expression became serious, he frowned slightly, his right hand trembled and grabbed the man's neck, and the man didn't hate or resist, but leaned over and leaned over.

Mo Xue tried her best to calm down the tension in her heart, but her chest couldn't restrain her ups and downs. The hand pinching her chin gently held Shuyu's cheek to the right, her left hand was around her waistband, she turned her face sideways, and her red lips slowly approached the tree. at the corner of the mouth...

"It's so sweet" Shuyu was so fascinated by the fragrance that his brain was dizzy, he closed his eyes gently, and felt that the person in front of him was breathing rapidly... his cheeks were getting warmer...

In the Changan Temple, the monk repented and sat on a chair, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, and glanced at the two people on the bed several times. How can that be good in the realm of fog...

Suddenly, I saw Shuyu suddenly opened his eyes, his face suddenly turned from white to red, with a shy look on his face, he slowly got up from the bed, his eyes were full of shock, throbbing, incredible...

The author has something to say:

A person's personality must be related to her growth environment. Let me take the opportunity of the foggy environment to explain Mo Xue's past.

Chapter 31 Promise

Shu Yu sat motionless on the bed, surprised and somewhat dull.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Gui Gui, he got up and went over to look carefully, the expression on this person was really delicate.

When Shuyu heard this, he came back to his senses and shook his head, suddenly remembered something, and quickly turned his head to look at Mo Xue.

Seeing that Mo Xue had her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she was about to wake up, and she felt joy spontaneously.

"Yu...er..." Her voice was weak, and she slowly opened her eyes. The sun outside the house was very bright, the birds and insects were singing, and the leaves were rustling, but the house was silent.

She turned her head and tried to look at Shu Yu, only to see that man was kneeling on the bed, looking at her with joy, but for some reason, his hair was messy, his bones were skinny, his clothes were ragged, his face was pale, and his lips were withered...

Seeing her like this, Mo Xue's pupils trembled: "Yu'er..." She got up and wanted to hug Shu Yu, but she fell into the man's arms with pain and weakness all over her body.

Shu Yu hurriedly hugged him carefully, and his voice was much brighter because the man woke up: "Xue'er, don't move, the injury is not healed."

"Great, you're all awake." Following the voice, it was the repentant monk standing by the bed, with a smile on his face as if relieved.

Mo Xue rested her chin on the tree's shoulder, glanced at the monk... she understood in her heart, and said softly, "Thank you."

Seeing this, Shu Yu quickly thanked him.

The monk smiled and waved his hands: "You are welcome, the descendants of Shalang are in trouble, and it is the duty of poor monks to help."

Mo Xue's expression became serious, and she slowly left Shu Yu's arms, crossed her legs on the bed and began to meditate to heal her injuries. Although her face was expressionless, she no longer had a good impression of repentance, another person lurking beside Shu Yu.