"It's so cold, where is this place? Aren't I cold on the island with the angel? Why did I suddenly come here?" Qin Wuyou was standing on the endless ice field. There was still heavy snow in the sky, and it was falling. The biting cold wind blew from the ice field, making him tremble with his arms covered.

"What the hell is this? It's so cold!" Qin Wuyou was so cold that his whole body was stiff. It was difficult to even move. He wanted to shout out if there was anyone, but it was extremely dry and hot.

Qin Wuyou wanted to find the direction to leave, but he was now on the ice field, with endless white snow everywhere, and he didn't know where the right direction to leave. He could only cover his arms in pain, so that the area of ​​wind was smaller and more comfortable.

"Hey, Wuyou, why are you back? Is the experience with Sister Leng over?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears. Qin Wuyou raised his head and saw Lingxi's familiar figure. It was so joyful to meet Lingxi in such a place.

As soon as I stood up, I saw Lingxi pounce on his arms like a return-to-nest swallow. Her eyes were filled with longing, tears filled her eyes, and tears flowed before she could speak. Lingxi snuggled tightly in his arms, and her cheeks were pressed against his chest and rubbed constantly.

It was still the familiar figure, but why did Lingxi's body temperature be so low that she could not feel any temperature at all. Qin Wuyou was about to pat her back to comfort her, and ask where they were now, why was it so empty and empty?

As soon as she lifted up, Lingxi in her arms began to shatter like foam from the soles of her feet, spreading up inch by inch. When she raised her head, Lingxi's youthful and beautiful face turned into Kaisha's noble and beautiful face, and in an instant it switched to Hexi's face.

"Wuyou, it's been 30,000 years. Why don't you come back to see us? Are you really so cruel? Do you even refuse to come to see us? Do you know how painful and sad we have been in the past 30,000 years?"

The face of the man in his arms kept switching between Kaisha and Hexi. The only thing that remained unchanged was that both faces looked at him with the same complaining look.

"No, no, listen to my explanation. It's not that I don't want to find you, but that I'm not a person from your era at all, and I'm destined to be unable to stay for a long time. In fact, I want to find you as soon as I return to this era..."

Qin Wuyou shook his head frantically and explained, but before he could finish speaking, the beauty in his arms was completely broken, a flash in the pan, dissipated in the air, like a moon in the water, a dream finally happened.

The complaining and sad eyes before Yiren dissipated deeply hurt his heart. He stretched out his hand to grab the fluorescent light when Yiren dissipated, but grabbed the empty space. What he left for him was still the boundless white snow.

"Is it hallucination? Are you going to die?" Qin Wuyou murmured at his empty hands. He slowly lay on the ground, keeping a flat position. He felt too cold, his body had lost consciousness, and could not feel the slightest temperature. His eyelids were very tired, and he wanted to have a sleep.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and fell asleep, Qin Wuyou felt that he was wrapped in a very warm feeling, as if his whole body was surrounded by a stove. Under this warm surrounding, the bitter cold wind could no longer affect him, and the temperature of his body began to slowly return.

Just wrapped in this warm feeling, Qin Wuyou didn't know how long it had passed, maybe a long time, or maybe it was soon. In this empty and snowy ice field, I couldn't feel the passage of time at all.

As the body's perception returned, this boundless ice field began to collapse. Huge cracks began to appear on the ground, and Qin Wuyou could swallow Qin Wuyou at any time. Qin Wuyou began to run wildly on the ice field. As he ran, the warmth that had originally wrapped him tightly disappeared in an instant, and a biting cold wind blew over him.

"No!" Qin Wuyou, who had already relied on the warm feeling, naturally did not want to be exposed to the extremely cold environment again. He roared like a dream, and his hands and feet began to dance wildly. As the ice field was completely broken, Qin Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw the angel standing at the head of the bed, tidying up his clothes in a panic, but at this moment the clothes seemed very messy.

Qin Wuyou, who had just woken up, felt cold all over, sweating like rain, and couldn't lift any strength on his body, and his throat was as dry as if it was about to crack. There were also bursts of pain coming from his chest, almost in his bones, as if someone was stabbing his chest with a knife.

"Are you awake?" The angel slowly soothes the messy clothes on his body and asked Qin Wuyou with concern.

Qin Wuyou breathed weakly, supporting his body with both hands and trying to sit up, but just a simple movement of a slight movement made him feel like he was broken, and no place would hurt. Even a gentle movement became a luxury for him.

Seeing Qin Wuyou's move, the angel Leng quickly stepped forward and helped him up, sat on the wall, leaning against the wall that was close to the wooden boat.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Qin Wuyou asked weakly.

After holding Qin Wuyou against the wall, the angel sat coldly on the edge of the bed and said, "Three days and three nights."

"That's so long, it seems that it's a blessing and a lifetime to wake up again this time. It turns out that a good person will live for thousands of years without long life." Qin Wuyou sighed with a wry smile.

Angel opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he stopped talking. Finally, he just said simply: "It will be fine."

"Haha, I know my body. It is God's favor to wake up this time. Maybe one time I will never wake up again after closing my eyes."

Angel Leng looked at Qin Wuyou for a while, got up and walked towards the small campfire: "You have been sleeping for a few days, and I just happened to be cooking something, so let's eat some first."

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but when I talked about it, Qin Wuyou felt that he was too hungry. He felt that his stomach was empty when he touched it. He felt that even if he had a cow in front of him, he could still chew it all.

Angel Leng came to the bonfire. The bonfire in the house was surrounded by stones and a large iron pot was hanging above the bonfire and cooking things, with hot water constantly rolling.

Angel Leng's tall ponytail was now casually plated on his head, with his temples hanging down, his sleeves gently rolled up, and his white feet were standing by the campfire with his scoops made of wood. He held a spoon made of wood and served soup out.

A casual look made her originally cold and insatiable feel less cold and unattainable, and more aura of fireworks in the world. Her plump and slim figure became more intimate. She slowly served soup like the most ordinary woman, gentle and virtuous. The bonfire light shone on her face, on her hair, and in the dim bonfire, it was as crystal clear as jade, and her focused expression looked so beautiful.

"Drink some soup first. You can't eat directly as soon as you wake up. Be careful, it's a little hot." The angel holding the soup in both hands slowly moved to Qin Wuyou, and his bright red lips were slightly whispering.

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." He smiled and thanked with a smile.
Chapter completed!