A new round of cold air broke out. Leng Ningchi shivered and curled up into a ball. The cold air suddenly hit her and she couldn't bear it for a while.
She seemed to be back on the ice palace again, listening to the breathing of a stranger.
After waiting for a long time, he could withstand the cold air, pull himself away from the lonely mood, and raise his head, but Yatong no longer knew where he was.
Leng Ningchi only remembered Yatong's last words, "Don't let it fade."
She looked at the necklace in her hand that was stained with blood. It was true that the coldness that Shui Miaomiao said was weakening. When did the coldness begin to weaken? From the necklace, she told herself to go for a walk in the yard and met Shui Miaomiao and Wen Miaomiao. Fairy Queen.
Can it be understood in this way?
If the necklace is not stained with blood, it will not emit cold air. If it is not stained with blood, it will just be a colder ordinary necklace.
If the necklace is stained with blood, it will emit a cold air. At the same time, it will say a few incomprehensible words from time to time. After a few times, the blood color will fade away...
"Ningchi!"
Seeing Leng Ningchi, Shui Miaomiao ran ecstatically. Can she say that she was lost again? "It's really good to see you."
Shui Miaomiao jumped towards Leng Ningchi.
"Wait a minute for Miaomiao." Leng Ningchi stopped him, but Shui Miaomiao had already rushed towards him. If he tried to get out of the way, Shui Miaomiao would fall. Leng Ningchi had to catch him, but Shui Miaomiao still fell.
"Hiss~~" Shui Miaomiao fell to the ground, rubbing his cold hands and looking at Leng Ningchi with trembling teeth. His smile was uglier than crying, "Ningchi, did you go to the snowfield for further training?"
Last night was fine, but I didn't see him for only one breakfast time. The cold air around Leng Ningchi became even heavier. Shui Miaomiao was shivering and couldn't even pretend to be.
"Let me, let me get used to it, just get used to it." Once you get used to it, you won't feel the cold anymore.
"It doesn't have to be this way."
Although Leng Ningchi knew where the cold air around him came from, he couldn't change anything. He even put the necklace away, but after it was stained with blood, the cold air still followed it and couldn't get rid of it.
Unless it's not stained with blood, but it's too late now, all I can do is wait for the necklace to fade again.
Leng Ningchi retracted her hand that wanted to pull Shui Miaomiao up. She had better not touch Shui Miaomiao now.
The necklace was just stained with blood, and the cold was extremely heavy, and she was not used to it yet.
Shui Miaomiao had no choice but to get closer now, because it was so cold, and her body instinctively prohibited her from getting close to Leng Ningchi.
Shui Miaomiao silently climbed up from the ground.
Neither of them knew what to say, so they were so quiet, walking side by side with half a shoulder's width between them, with Leng Ningchi guiding them.
Shui Miaomiao rubbed her belly. She was so hungry that she almost had acid reflux.
Leng Ningchi saw it and said, "There is a shortcut that can make it faster."
"It's great to have Ning Chi."
As each person chatted, the atmosphere relaxed a lot.
"How did you discover this Lu Ningchi?"
"Leng Qiaoxian took her to visit Ying Mansion." It was said that Ying Yunsu took her to visit. In Leng Ningchi's opinion, it was more like Ying Yunsu wanted to visit herself, with memories in her eyes, otherwise the owner of the house would give it to the guests. Introducing the trail.
"What does it smell like?" Leng Ningchi suddenly frowned and covered his nose.
smell?
The fingertips pulled out bloody threads, and the next second Shui Miaomiao started retching. He was glad that he hadn't had breakfast yet, "It smells like blood."
"Is it dangerous?" Leng Ningchi became alert.
"It shouldn't be." Shui Miaomiao glanced at Shui Yingyin. She still believed in the warning of this thing, but it didn't respond. It was saying that the Saint Yuan Ancestor is here, who dares to act like a monster.
Although most people thought that the Saint Yuan Ancestor had left long ago.
Since Shui Miaomiao said no, Leng Ningchi walked towards the place where the smell came from.
There is an abandoned rockery in this path, and the stinky smell of blood comes from the rockery.
"Hey, be careful." Shui Miaomiao tried to pull Leng Ningchi away, but he didn't. I said there was no danger, so I didn't.
"Ah!" Leng Ningchi exclaimed, taking a few steps back with an expression of disbelief.
"What's wrong?" Shui Miaomiao hurriedly stepped forward.
Leng Ning wanted to stop her, but she was always afraid that Miaomiao would be frozen, so she slowed down her hand by half a beat.
Behind the rockery is a mess.
"White Rabbit!"
Shui Miaomiao fell to her knees and held on to the rockery to steady herself.
The big white rabbit and its little cubs were scattered on the ground in all directions, their snow-white fur soaked with blood.
Shui Miaomiao didn't even have the guts to step forward to check, and she didn't need to check. She could tell at a glance that none of them were alive. Every rabbit was incomplete. Some had been disemboweled, and some had been cut off at the waist...
The white rabbit's paws were bloody and bloody, and its red eyes were dull, but they refused to close.
Big teardrops were like broken bead curtains, rushing out one after another. Shui Miaomiao shouted sadly and angrily, "Who! Who did this!"
Obviously at the banquet, the big white rabbit was still lively and vigorous, showing off to her that it was moving, so she no longer had to look at the boring old man who only wanted to bask in the sun.
Those little bastards were also delivered by Shui Miaomiao, and their emotions are self-evident.
Shui Miaomiao sobbed softly.
Leng Ningchi couldn't bear to look at that scene. Although she had no feelings for the white rabbit, it was too cruel. Is it necessary for a group of rabbits?
It seems like someone is using a rabbit to vent their anger, but it was raised by the Saint Yuan Ancestor, who would dare.
When it comes to venting anger, who dares.
A name flashed through Leng Ningchi's mind.
Hua Yixian, during the banquet, he kept staring at the rabbits. If eyes could kill, these rabbits would not die so miserably.
After having this guess in his mind, Leng Ningchi felt bad all over, "Miaomiao."
"Go call someone." Shui Miaomiao choked and said, "I don't care whoever dares to vent his anger on innocent lives, he must be prepared to pay the price."
Shui Miaomiao also saw that this man was venting his anger.
"Really?" Leng Ningchi's heart skipped a beat. If it were Hua Yixian, Miaomiao's expression didn't look fake.
After seeing no movement for a long time, Shui Miaomiao looked back and thought Leng Ningchi was frightened. She wiped her tears and held on to the rockery to stand up.
"I'll call someone."
"Wait, I'll go and shout, Miaomiao, calm down a little bit."
After Leng Ningchi left, Shui Miaomiao overcame the fear in her heart, stepped forward, and held the big white rabbit on her lap. It should be the most normal thing to die.
Shui Miaomiao still had a little extravagant hope.
But it's just wishful thinking
The big white rabbit's head drooped weakly, and there was still blood that was blackened at the corner of its mouth. Its neck was broken.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Shui Miaomiao raised his head and wondered if Leng Ningchi had come back too quickly.
Breathing slightly, Leng Ning said stupidly, "I happened to run into Lan Jixuan when I went out, so I called him over first."
Hearing Leng Ning say that the rabbit was dead, Lan Jixuan didn't expect such a scene. It was so cruel.
"Miaomiao." Lan Jixuan whispered, squatting next to Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao's tears fell like rain, which still scared Lan Jixuan. He didn't expect that the relationship between Shui Miaomiao and Rabbit was so deep, and things were in trouble.
Others were puzzled as to why Shui Miaomiao was crying like this.
