One day at noon.

"Weaving the soul." The dusty flower clothes shook, and he floated in front of Mingshu, feeling a little depressed. "Let's go back to Xiling City."

"stop looking?" Mingshu was surprised.

The dust shook his head, "Huixue is right, there may be no dragons in this world.". "

Huixue did not expect that her previous words were heard by the dust, a little embarrassed, she found an excuse to leave.

"it's not like you to be so negative." Mingshu seemed to be in a good mood and casually asked, "what's the matter?"

The dust lifted his clothes and sat down, and he stared at the fire with grilled fish on it.

"in three months, it will be my birthday." The dust paused and said, "26 years old."

He felt the changes that had taken place in his body in recent days.

"so soon?"

With a glimpse of the dust, she knows how to eat all day, and she doesn't know how long time has passed.

Not to mention in the Mofeng Mountains, this is a place where people can ignore time.

"then why don't you go back and die?" The dragon has not been found, and there is no other way to cure it, but there is nothing left but to die.

The clear dust poured over Mingshu and smiled at the corners of his lips. "Why, you don't want to leave me?"

Don't want me to die, you'd better think of a way to cure me!

"I won't go back with you." Mingshu pulled away from the dust, her ideal is to eat the whole mountain range of Mofeng, which is not finished yet.

"Hello." Dust palm clapped on Mingshu's shoulder, took her in front of him, and the two immediately faced each other face to face. The clear dust eyes broke into the depths of Mingshu's eyes unguarded and fell into a piece of softness. He seemed to see countless golden lights, exploding and beautiful.

Ming Shu blinked, the scenery disappeared, and the dust glimpsed away a little unnaturally. "at least we've been together for so long, won't you go back with me?"

Ming Shu smiled and brushed his hand. "No, you'd better go back by yourself."

The dust is not forgiving, "you promised to cure me, but what happened?" I don't care. You must come back with me. "

"I've found a way. You can't find the medicine yourself. What's it to me?" Dragon this kind of thing, she is not the protagonist, who knows where to find ah!

"it's not your duty as a doctor to find medicine?" To pull sideways in a clean and unreasonable way.

"are you still blaming me?"

"I'm counting on you." The dust defiantly tugged at his flower clothes.

"Hey, did you climb up when I gave you a face?" The fool is showing off more and more. It seems that he has not been given an ideological education lesson for a long time.

The dust slut shook his hair and said, "Yes, you have given it all. Of course I have to climb up, otherwise I won't give you face."

At least stayed with Ming Shu for some days, and although didn't know all about her temper, knew a little bit about her temper.

Mingshu stared at him and didn't speak.

"seriously, come back with me." The dust coughed and avoided Mingshu's line of sight. "if I can't find the dragon, I really have to wait for death, even if I get the last ride."

Crazy, why did he invite this madman to give him a last ride?

The last ride, my uncle!

Qing Dust is almost moved by himself to cry, why his acting skills can be so good.

However, Mingshu obviously didn't catch a cold at all. "there are so many people in the Pavilion who are drunk, and there are many people who will see you off. I don't care about me."

"they can't compete with you." You go crazy, the whole Zuihua Pavilion people can not compare, "you are the Lord of the Valley, you can let the Lord of the Valley to see me off, I also have light on this side."

"I'm not anymore." The news just spread not long ago, Hongyan took people to kill and rejected the soul valley, and fanned rumors that she was dead. All the people in charge of the soul valley are Hongyan.

The clear dust obviously remembered, "you come back with me, and I'll help you get the Valley of the Soul."

Ming Shu King's contempt, "I want, need you to do it?"

Soul Valley only developed like this when she was completely laissez-faire, and if she wanted to take back Soul Valley, it was just a matter of eating more.

Clean Dust: "…." Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you have some strength!

In the end, the dust did not ask Mingshu, and the two had a big quarrel before they parted, because they took a bunch of fruits picked by Mingshu last night when they left.

"Weaving soul, do you have a heart or not?"

The dust threw the bunch of fruits in front of Ming Shu and left without looking back.

Ming Shu stared at the bright red fruit on the ground and crouched down for a long time. She picked it up, patted the dust on it, and whispered, "I didn't."

Hello!

The little beast patted Mingshu's leg with its paw.

Mingshu looked up at it.

The little beast patted his little chest with his paw. The eyes of the black jewel were full of seriousness, but it looked very funny.

One person and one animal looked at each other silently, and no one knew what they had communicated with each other. finally, Mingshu smiled and bent down to pick up the small animal together with the colored eggs. "if you eat me less, I will be very happy."

The little beast hums and haws.

They are all members of their own family, so who eats differently.

"Miss." He went back to Mingshu and said, "are you all right?"

"it's fine. It's not a problem to eat a cow." Mingshu threw the beast away.

The little beast rolled down the hillside with the colored egg in his arms, and the expression seemed to be that he had just been confessed by the secret love object, but the secret love object told it in the twinkling of an eye that it was actually truth or dare, and the chosen adventure was as desperate as it was.

Autumn leaves fall and the cold wind rustles.

The thin man stood in the courtyard, looking at a dead tree with his hands down.

"ahem." He put his hand against his lips, and when he took it away, his palms were full of blood.

"Sir, the weather is getting colder and colder. Please wear one more dress." The guard draped his cloak over the dust.

"have you solved the problem at Soul Valley?" The dust pulled out the veil and wiped the blood off the palms of his hands, gathered his cloak and walked to the room.

"it's all settled, Miss Weaver. When he came back, he was still the owner of the soul valley. " The guard said, "Sir, I don't understand. You don't like Miss Weaving all the time. Why?"

To help her get rid of the traitors in the valley of death?

Qing Dust shook his head. Maybe he's crazy, right?

His mission has failed, but the reason for the failure of this mission really can not be blamed on her, just as …. To make up for what you did to her during that time.

As he drew nearer and nearer to Qingdun's birthday, his condition was getting worse and worse, and he could hardly go to the ground.

The first snow of this year came very early, and the clear dust looked at the snowflakes falling from the window, and my thoughts drifted away.

"Master." The door was suddenly pushed open, and the cold wind poured straight into the room, shivering with cold.

"what are you doing restlessly?" The dust was leaning against the bed, half his face was hidden in the dark, and he could not see his face clearly.

The guard strode in and said, "Sir, return to the snow girl." I want to see you. "