Following Qiu Bodeng's words, Shi Wuluo's eyes also seemed to suddenly appear in front of an ice field.

There is a small igloo on the ice field.

The northwest sky is insufficient, and the wind is fierce and cold. Outside the igloo, there was a whistling cold wind, and the snowflakes were as big as a seat. The bonfire has a limited effect in such a place, and the thick wool felt is also thin, so people living in the same igloo can only share the felt and sleep together, becoming the only source of warmth for each other.

The bonfire showed two people with their arms crossed and their backs touching their chests, one with beautiful eyebrows and one with cold white fingertips.

They will not be Heavenly Dao or Divine Sovereign.

Just two ordinary mortals.

The sky is cold and windy, and one staring at each other and the other looking at each other can swell into emotional fire.

Anyway, in the coldest area, everyone here must love each other in the most presumptuous way in order to survive the long winter. When the cold wind is at its greatest, every time the blanket is rolled, it is necessary to carefully grind and ignite every bone, every muscle, and every inch of the other's skin with the indulgence of tomorrow.

It doesn't matter if the back is flushed from the rough felt carpet.

If you wait until the wind is small, you must push the door of the igloo to clear the snow, so as not to allow the snow to accumulate higher and higher, and finally flood the entire house, burying your life in ice.

Because the door of the igloo is relatively low, when going out, the young man has to stretch out his hand to protect the boy's head. In order to avoid that one time, he was negligent and hit the top of his head when he straightened up. And because the igloo must be solid as a whole, and the ice door can't be opened very wide, when going out together, the man has to turn his side, forming a protective posture that just hugs the boy in his arms.

"...An ice tree will be erected at the entrance, and streamers of various colors will be hung. A bell will be tied under the streamer."

The snow was cleared little by little, and the ice trees were exposed little by little.

There are many colored cloth strips hanging on the curved trunk. Every time the snow is cleared, a strip will be hung on the branch as a sign of overcoming the heavy snow again... The ice tree is very tall, some tall If the young man cannot reach, the young man will pick him up and help him reach the branches above; or, the young man will squat down and let him step on his shoulder; or the young man will sit on his shoulder... …

They would hang lots and lots of color bars on the ice trees, lots and lots of bells.

When the wind blows, the red, yellow, blue, and purple color bars flutter together, and the bells at the bottom are ding ding dong dong, making a chorus.

Qiu Bodeng suddenly approached Shi Wuluo.

The snow of Tianchi Mountain fell finely and brushed the faces of the two of them.

After falling into a demon, Shi Wuluo lost his heartbeat, but at this moment, there was still a drumbeat in his chest.

The boy's voice was laughing, as if he had sprinkled crystal candy in his ear, and asked:

"Would you like to kiss me under the tree?"

Do you want to? Will it?

...not just under trees, in igloos, in front of low doors, in snow.

Anytime, anywhere.

Simply...

greedy.

Shi Wu Luo suddenly looked away, and he suddenly woke up from the dream in the north of Xizhou.

The word "greed" scorched his nerves... In the underworld, the mixed words of all the ghosts and demons echoed in his mind... Where do you think the world is better than the Great Wilderness? The joke is that the human world is the same as the great wasteland. You can see how greedy people are in the world, whether they are seeking money or profit, and one thing can kill hundreds of thousands of people! Do you hate the common people? Hahaha what's the difference between you and Cangsheng! People are greedy, and the way of heaven is naturally greedy!

...he is indeed greedy and selfish.

A monk seeking wealth can plunder mortal women by boat and throw them into the gold-selling cave in the south of the candle. The gods seek supreme, and they can cast Mu Tiansuo to plunder the luck of the world.

And what about him?

What is his greed?

It is to want to monopolize the monarch... This kind of greed is so deep that can't bear it when hear some words of reverie. Shi Wu Luo grasped Qiu Bo Deng's wrist, and the turbulent undercurrent of Twelve Continents was in his heart for a while, and the "New Talks in the World" or a straightforward or graceful poem.

For a time, his already pale complexion suddenly became paler.

Qiu Bodeng is looking at him.

He closed his eyes.

A single thought of greed makes everything go to waste.

Letting go of Qiu Bodeng's wrist, Shi Wuluo lowered his eyelashes and stepped back.

"..."

Despite his expectations, Qiu Bodeng was still angrily laughed at by him.

He grabbed Shi Wuluo's hand viciously and gritted his teeth: "In the northern part of Xizhou, people who live in igloos alone will either not survive the cold and freeze to death, or they can't stand the wind and finally go crazy. So The co-felt people are inseparable. If there is an event for a long time, they are called 'Hou Xue'. Hou Xue only waits for three years, the co-felt relationship is automatically terminated, and a new person can enter the igloo and share a warm blanket without being affected. Fingers."

Qiu Bodeng looked at Shi Wuluo and raised his eyebrows.

"It's been twelve years, and the time for 'Wai Xue' is long overdue... There really is a me in the north of the Western Continent, and now it's time for two or three people to change!"

Shi Wu Luo was about to separate his hands and suddenly freeze in midair.

... The people who share the blanket should change two or three times.

Ice trees full of ribbons, bells ding ding dong dong, huge white snowflakes, slightly narrow and low ice gates.

Two or three vague and faceless figures of strangers passed by the young man. They replaced him. Under the ice tree full of ribbons, they kissed the young man's red lips in the ding-dong bell; instead of him, they reached out to protect the top of the young man's head... Igloo The bonfire was burning brightly, the warm felt that belonged to him was occupied by other figures, and the shadow of the fire was printed on the ice wall...

The snow on Tianchi Mountain exploded into snow dust in mid-air before it hit the ground.

For a moment, Tianshan was silent.

The uncontrollable Morihan enveloped the entire mountain.