After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

When Lao Fan came back after grinding a cup of coffee, under the dim light, Xie Bian did not know what he had dreamed of, his brows were tightly frowned, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

Fan Wujiu hurriedly lay down, held Xie Bian in his arms, kissed the tears on his face gently, and patted the child's back rhythmically with his hands, hoping that he would have a sweet dream.

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Fan Wujiu was woken up by the cold wind.

A white light flashed, and the last thing he saw was red leaves all over the sky surrounding Xiaohe and about to kill him. When he woke up again, he found himself in a snow-covered wilderness.

The first thing Fan Wujiu did when he woke up was to look for Xie Bi'an, and soon he saw the white-clothed young man he had been thinking about lying on the snow not far from him, the blood flowing from the wound on his chest had been frozen by ice and snow.

Fan Wujiu rushed to Xie Bi'an's side with all his hands and feet to find out his heart.Although the Lingtai is weak, it still has spiritual breath and is not dead.

"Cold..." Xie Bi'an closed his eyes tightly, trembling uncontrollably in a coma.

It's too cold here, Xie Bi'an is still wounded, they have to find a place with no wind to take shelter.

Xie Bi'an was drowsy, feeling himself being hugged by Fan Wujiu, and helped him get up and walk somewhere.

Fan Wujiu's body temperature came from his clothes, scorching hot, Xie Bi'an was too cold, so he couldn't help but move towards a warm place.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Fan Wujiu helped Xie Bi'an up, searched the wasteland for a long time, and finally found a place to stay.

There is a leeward cave on the hill behind the pine forest, Fan Wujiu helped Xie Bi'an into it, ran to the pine forest to pick up some dead branches, piled them together and lit them with the Lihuo spell.

It was frosty and snowy outside, and in this small world, the slowly burning bonfire became the last warm sustenance for the two of them.

The light of the fire warmed the cave, Fan Wujiu couldn't care about his own injury, and was busy taking care of Xie Bi'an.

Fan Wujiu melted some snow water, held it in the palm of his hand, and fed Xie Bian to drink it.

The clothes were all dried, but Xie Bi'an hadn't woken up yet, Fan Wujiu touched his wrist, feeling colder than the frost outside.

It has been baked for so long, why is it still like being frozen, Fan Wujiu felt bad, and went to explore Xie Bian's heart again, and found that the aura in his body was also so bone-chillingly cold.

Xiao He's charged blow hurt Xie Bi'an's spiritual platform, and all of Xie Bi'an's spiritual power was frozen by the wind and frost on the ice blade.

It was as if there was a big ice cube hidden in his body, and the ice radiated cold air from the inside to the outside, and Fan Wujiu had been tossing for a long time, but the ice cube showed no sign of melting.

But the situation was urgent, because after a long time, Xie Bi'an couldn't wake up again when the cold air entered his soul.

Fan Wujiu no longer thought about it, he lifted Xie Bi'an up, let him stick to his chest, then held his cheek, and kissed him lightly.

He thought very simply, take out the ice cubes if they can't melt, he wants to draw Xie Bi'an's cold into his body.

Xie Bi'an, who was in a coma, felt something soft and warm on his lips. He was too cold, so he subconsciously moved towards that temperature. Come up again.

Smelling the aroma of pine wood, Xie Bi'an felt that something was leaving him during the exchange of lips and tongues, and his body was gradually showing signs of warming under the baking of the bonfire.

He doesn't seem so cold anymore.

As soon as Fan Wujiu posted it, the person in his arms moved closer, which really surprised him.Forget it, after waking up, there will be no such opportunity, Fan Wujiu went on to extradite the cold air, greedy for a moment of closeness.

After a long time, Xie Bi'an's complexion turned rosy, his breathing gradually calmed down, and he finally showed signs of waking up. Fan Wujiu let him lie down beside the fire, while he went to the entrance of the cave waiting to die with his whole body full of loneliness.

He was ready to die by himself, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any discomfort, instead he felt that his body was full.

It turned out that the cold air entering his body was actually entangled with the evil spirit brought from hell.This cold air stirred up Fan Wujiu's spiritual energy until it was bone-piercingly cold, but by accident, it filled up the part of his overdrawn spiritual energy, making him have a cold but abundant spiritual energy.

He is not dead, he can continue to live, live to bicker with Xie Bi'an, live to pick flowers for Xie Bi'an.This discovery made Fan Wujiu extremely excited.

But from now on, he will also be accompanied by the cold, and his whole body will no longer have warmth.

That fool hugged him only when he was warm, and kissed him only when he was warm. Fan Wujiu wondered if Xie Bi'an would treat him like he did just now if he became an iceman.

"Cough-cough-"

Xie Bi'an's cough disrupted Fan Wujiu's thoughts, he hurried to help him, and then used firelight to heat up the spiritual power in his hands to heal Xie Bi'an's heart wound.

"Is it better?" Xie Bi'an finally opened his eyes, Fan Wujiu half hugged him and stood up, so that he could be closer to the firelight and feel more comfortable.

At the same time, he was afraid that the cold air on his body would cause Xie Bi'an's injury, so he quickly got up and stood on the opposite side of the campfire.

Finally, Xie Bi'an was not cold and hurt anymore, and seeing the man who died generously standing in front of him, he was not to mention how happy he was, and was surprised and delighted to be speechless for a moment.

He looked at Fan Wujiu who was busy in front of him, the black-robed boy's face was stained with bloody ambiguous lip marks at some point, as if he had rubbed it just now while struggling in a coma.

Thinking of this, Xie Bi'an blushed in embarrassment and lowered his head, looking at the bonfire from the corner of his eye.

Old Chai burned slowly, time stood still, he and Fan Wujiu stayed in an unknown place, sitting opposite each other across the firelight, but felt that their hearts were close to each other.

Fan Wujiu saw him staring at his lips in a daze from time to time, and was about to admit that he took advantage of others' danger and accepted punishment, but Xie Bi'an opened his mouth before him.

He said: "The scholar chose Miss Bai."

Fan Wujiu was confused by his unreasonable words, seeing Xie Bi'an's increasingly red neck, he finally remembered: They just guessed who the scholar would choose, Xie Bi'an bet on Miss Lin, he bet on Miss Bai.

What Xie Bi'an said was that he won.

In Fan Wujiu's bet, if he loses, he will give Xie Bian 500 years of flowers, if he wins...

Before Fan Wujiu could fully turn his head around, he saw Xie Bi'an suddenly got up and moved to him, with pious and firm eyes.

Then Young Master Xie lowered his eyes, and gently pressed a kiss on his forehead.

Saying "yes" to him when he was about to die, and kissing him directly on the forehead after waking up in the struggle of life and death, it was the first time that Fan Wu had saved the ghost life of thousands of years and felt what it meant to be ecstatic.

Has this fool's way of thinking been so unexpected?

Fan Wujiu endured the desire in his heart to pull Xie Bi'an into his arms, knead and kiss him fiercely, and shrank back unconsciously—he didn't want Xie Bi'an to be touched by his cold air.

Xie Bi'an, however, was taken aback by his little gesture, and turned to frown and dejectedly: "I was reckless."

He thought that Fan Wujiu's bet was a joke, and retreating now was to avoid him.

Fan Wujiu understood and shook his head quickly: "No, no, don't think too much, I... I'm close to the entrance of the cave, and I'm blown by the cold wind, so I'm afraid it will chill you. Go and sit by the fire, and I will ...I'll go there when I'm warm, okay?"

The words "okay" came into his ears, and Xie Bi'an felt numb in his heart, more comfortable than the warmth on his chest and mouth when he was just unconscious.

"Okay," Xie Bi'an got up, dragged his blood-stained clothes and walked back to the sheltered place in the cave. After sitting down, he patted a lying stone beside him, "Then sit down when you are warmed up." Be next to me."

Even if it was yesterday, even if it was in Qiujing Shali, or a little earlier, Fan Wujiu would have hugged him without hesitation.But now with this lonely body, he dare not again.

Such a person who is afraid of the cold, how can he freeze others?

Xie Bi'an sat back, only to realize that his actions just now were too reckless and frivolous, he actually kissed Fan Wujiu directly.But Mr. Xie convinced himself after a while that this was keeping his promise, not frivolous.

The fragrance of pine wood was faint but steady and lasting. Xie Bi'an smelled this reassuring smell, and while waiting for Fan Wujiu to sit back, he fell asleep unknowingly.

After teasing him, he turned his head and fell asleep as if nothing had happened. Fan Wujiu was annoyed and felt that Xie Bi'an's move was too cute, and the warmth and fragrance in the cave were too difficult for him, so he decided to go outside and have a look. What the hell is here.

Fan Wujiu got out of the cave, and used the dead branches on the edge of the cave to cover the leaking place of the cave entrance, so as to ensure that the fool inside could have a warm and sound sleep before leaving.

With the antiquity coldness in his body to counteract, Fan Wujiu didn't feel cold even walking in the ice and snow.

Fan Wujiu simply took off the outer robe that was not clean and intact, and walked in the snow wearing only the same black inner garment.

He doesn't dress like a big black mouse every day, he also wants to dress colorfully and vigorously like a nobleman in the world, but in that case, Xie Bi'an can see the blood stains on his clothes at a glance.

Black covers everything, and also covers his not-so-obscure deep love.

……

Going around from the pine forest, Fan Wujiu came to the wilderness where they woke up, the vast expanse was empty.

Fan Wujiu suddenly remembered that the fourth wall in the stone room was also flat and empty.

It turns out that Miss Bai's fourth painting is about a world of ice and snow.

There is one more thing that Fan Wujiu doesn't understand. He obviously exhausted all his spiritual power in front of Xiao He, but not only did he not die, he was also sent into the Winter Scenery together with Xie Bi'an. What is going on?

And where did Miss Bai, Miss Lin and the annoying scholar in that room go?

Fan Wujiu tried to summon the sickle, and the tiger sickle appeared soon, but at this moment it was as cold as the temperature around him.

But fortunately, the cold power made up for the lack of spiritual power, and Fan Wujiu's mind was extremely clear at the moment, even a little stronger than when he first entered the evil spirit.

Take Xie Bi'an home, and then finish what he didn't say, Fan Wujiu thought, his body became more energetic.

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The author has something to say:

Ann: I feel that you dislike me.

Fan: Ancestor, how dare I!

Ann: Then I kiss you, what are you hiding?

Fan: Believe it or not, actually... I am a refrigerator.

This chapter explains the source of the cold on Lao Fan's body, and is slowly filling in the foreshadowing and pits left in the past. The Four Seasons Nightmare has progressed into winter, and it is almost coming to an end.

I really want to draw Zhan Huan An'an and Lao Fan, but I don't have any hands!

感谢在2021-10-2014:32:20~2021-10-2017:35:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottle of Gu Qingming;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!