In the silver-white world, heavy snow is flying, like catkins dancing wildly, covering the sky and the earth. The icy cold wind travels across this vast world, painting a picture of vastness and loneliness. In this vast expanse of white, a figure stood abruptly. It was a man. Xu Wuzhou stood alone in the wind and snow, his eyes deep and melancholy.
In an extremely cold place, winter is all year round, and heavy snow takes up most of the time. Just as Xu Wuzhou lowered his head and thought, Luo Shenxue slowly walked towards him, stepping lightly on the snow surface with light steps. He said softly: "Husband, it's time to go home, why are you still here?"
Xu Wuzhou looked at the Demon Sect in the distance. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it. Facing the affectionate Luo Shenxue, he always felt that there was an extra grudge in his heart.
"Xue'er... I feel uncomfortable, but I don't know where I feel. What should I do?"
Luo Shenxue gently hugged Xu Wuzhou and held him in her arms. The floral fragrance of the mandala on her body gently floated into Xu Wuzhou's nostrils. Under the influence of the floral fragrance, Xu Wuzhou became much calmer...
As night falls slowly, there is a brightly lit room in the central hall of the Ice Clan. There are some human supplies in it. Luo Shenxue is dressed in cold clothes and her movements reveal the gentle beauty of a woman.
"Husband, have you recovered? Are we two going to do something happy tonight..."
Luo Shenxue slowly walked up to Xu Wuzhou and gently pushed him down on the bed. With a thud, he couldn't sleep. Xu Wuzhou was directly pressed under Luo Shenxue. The twin peaks of the plateau directly penetrated the hem of his clothes, soft and direct. Touched Xu Wuzhou's chest.
"Wait...Xue'er, I think...we..."
Luo Shenxue gently teased Xu Wuzhong's hair with her fingers, with a crazy look in her eyes. She gently held Xu Wuzhong's chin with her hand, and then asked very carefully:
"I am your wife and you are my husband. Do you still have to wait? You are still shy~ Let your wife help you~"
As he said this, Luo Shenxue wanted to untie Xu Wuzhou's clothes. When the belt on his upper body was slowly untied, Xu Wuzhou's hands suddenly clenched crazily, and his two hands gently blocked Luo Shenxue's rising trend.
"Xue'er, I don't know why I've been so upset recently. Can you please stop doing this kind of thing? I..."
"Snapped!"
Luo Shenxue slapped Xu Wuzhou directly in the face, her face suddenly turned serious, she stood up gently, slowly put on her clothes, and then coldly scolded:
"Are you thinking about the witch that day? Have you seen with your own eyes how many people of my ice clan she killed? Do you think she is your wife? Will your wife be a demon?"
Facing Luo Shenxue's deep questioning, Xu Wuzhou felt a dull pain in his heart. The right side of his face that had been slapped hard just now was burning with pain. The memory deep in his mind was still blank...
"Xue'er... I just don't want to be so unclear... I feel like I forgot something!"
"Can a witch disturb your mind? Have you forgotten the sea of flowers you took me to that day? Have you forgotten what we experienced together? Have you forgotten how we fought side by side in the Western Regions? Don't you remember? Did you make the promise you made to me?"
Facing Luo Shenxue's repeated questions, Xu Wuzhou's head felt like it was going to explode. Suddenly, he was in crazy pain. He instantly lay on the bed and started rolling around crazily.
"No...I don't like anyone else, I only like women...but there are some things that I really can't remember. I feel like there is a layer of veil between me, it hurts..."
Seeing Xu Wuzhou's crazy and painful look, Luo Shenxue felt a little softer in her heart. She walked gently in front of him, and a slow stream of ice spiritual energy was slowly injected into his body.
"Husband~ It was my fault, I shouldn't have hit you~ Madam, can you heal your wounds~"
Xu Wuzhou pushed Luo Shenxue away fiercely and shouted loudly: "I don't want to help me, I feel fine, I can think of something when I have a splitting headache, I want to touch it, touch the layer of sand... "
Luo Shenxue's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she said angrily: "I said that when you had a headache, it was the mark that the witch gave you. It would tamper with your memory, and now you actually want to forget me for her? Yes. ?"
"Don't help me... I just want my head to hurt again..."
Luo Shenxue smiled coldly, stood up instantly, locked Xu Wuzhou with a powerful ice aura, and knocked him unconscious with a palm.
"Are you still thinking about her? In that case, I will let you never think of her forever, and the ice mark will strengthen me!" At this moment, Luo Shenxue is no longer the same person she was back then...
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In the abyss of night, a witch wearing a red dress stood alone at the top of the Demon Sect. Her long skirt fluttered in the cold wind, like a burning flame, lighting up this dark world. Her face was gently shrouded in the moonlight, with an unspeakable sadness and longing.
Her eyes are as deep as stars, shining with lonely light. There seemed to be a deep whirlpool in her eyes, drawing all her thoughts into it. It is the memory of the past, the fear of the future, and the helplessness of the present. Her eyes penetrated the dark night sky, seeming to be searching for the figure of the man.
"What is our witch thinking about? Are you thinking about your husband again? Is it worth it for the majestic Yaochi Empress to become a murderous demon now?" Mo Feng held a black feather fan, and his slender eyebrows revealed There was a hint of concern.
Ye Hongluan turned his back instantly, and immediately wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with both hands and said coldly: "You promised me that you would help me save him! Why is there no news about him now? Could it be that it will happen? Do you want me to sacrifice my life?"
Mo Feng walked gently behind Ye Hongluan, with a different look in his eyes, and then stood beside her and said: "The Ice Clan hid him, why don't they, the Ice Clan, hide him?" The whole thing is flat, I'm afraid I can't find it..."
Ye Hongluan's eyes became more fierce, and Mo Feng on the side saw this and said jokingly: "Why bother with a beauty? Your husband may have been immersed in the gentle land for a long time! If your husband is gone, you can find him again~ What do you think of me? He doesn't want you. , this king..."
"Snapped!"
Ye Hongluan slapped Mo Feng directly on the face and grabbed Mo Feng's shirt with his right hand. His eyes were full of murderous intent and he said coldly: "I advise you not to talk about such topics again. I treat you as a friend." , you must not insult my husband again!"
After saying that, Ye Hongluan gently swung the red dress behind her and left in a chic manner. Mo Feng, who stayed in place, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "I like you if you have a personality!"
