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    The strong wind swept up ashes all over the ground. Jinglan looked around and saw several earthquakes coming from his feet.  The night and the wind and snow were slowly receding, and the picturesque surroundings were being washed by water. It became clear that the illusion in the mirror was unsustainable, and it was necessary to withdraw the magic and escape before this place dissipated.

    She recited the incantation silently and looked at Luo Yuanqiu again.  Jinglan was startled when her figure was nowhere to be seen in the raging wind and snow, and she immediately jumped into the snow to look for her.

    Mo Feng's gesture changed, the purple clouds around him slowly faded away, and his figure gradually returned to nothingness.  At this moment, a snowball was thrown and hit her forehead very accurately.  Mo Fu was stunned, and some snow powder fell from her forehead. She raised her hand to touch it. She was a little disbelieving. Several more snowballs flew in one after another, hitting Cui Yu in the middle of her bun, knocking Cui Yu crookedly.

    Jing Lan finally looked for the figure in the storm, and immediately felt reassured.  When he saw clearly what she was doing, he almost lost his breath.  Luo Yuanqiu always insisted on repaying revenge and not staying overnight. Since he couldn't hurt Mo Fang, he made a few new snowballs and threw them at her without saying a word to vent his anger.

    It just so happened that Mo Fu was in mid-air with nothing to block her, and at the critical moment of casting the spell, it was difficult to distract herself. Unexpectedly, Luo Yuanqiu was helpless, and she saw the snow hitting her head, and said angrily: "How dare you be so presumptuous¡ª¡ª"

    "I dare, what?" After Luo Yuanqiu threw the last snowball in his arms, he still felt that he was not done with it. He leaned over to collect the snow again. Ignoring what Mo Fu said, he concentrated on pinching a few, stood up and said:  "You were rude first and pretended to be a fool later. So what if I threw a few snowballs at you? Don't leave if you can. I haven't beaten you yet!"

    Mo Fu¡¯s face was extremely ugly, probably because he had never been treated like this before, and he said coldly: ¡°You just don¡¯t know what to say! You¡±

    The light around her reappeared, indicating that the spell was completed. Before she could say any more threatening words, she suddenly turned into a bright light and disappeared into the night sky.

    Luo Yuanqiu's face showed a bit of regret, and his eyes swept over the burned-out fire. The corpses in front of the dilapidated village had turned into embers and drifted away in the wind.  She lowered her head and recited the Death Sutra in a low voice, then turned around and walked away across the snow into the vast night.

    The night was dark, Jinglan woke up from the dreamland, lying beside the bed a little exhausted, the single clothes behind his back were wet.  This spell consumes a lot of mental and mental energy, and it will never be used easily unless it is in an emergency. Moreover, the illusion in the mirror is so confusing that if you are not careful, you will get lost in it.  She reluctantly got up and put away the silver mirror, went outside to change clothes, and took a sip of cold tea to calm down.

    It was dimly light outside the house, and when she returned to the bed, the night was about to pass before she knew it.  Luo Yuanqiu was hugging the quilt tightly on the bed, obviously not wanting to share it with her.  Jing Lan deliberately pulled the corner of the quilt out of her arms. Luo Yuanqiu seemed to have something in his dream, so he pulled it back with great impatient force, balled up the quilt, and held on tightly with his hands and feet.

    Jinglan looked amused and reached out to touch her face. Thinking of what she saw and heard in the fantasy, her smile suddenly faded.  When I was upset, I just wanted to pick her up and beat her hard, but I couldn't let go.

    She sat quietly for a moment, extinguished the light with a snap of her fingers, lay down next to Luo Yuanqiu, and looked at her face in the dim light of the room.  There is still a kind of youthfulness in her eyebrows, like a half-opened flower, with soft outlines.  Jing Lan traced her facial features with his fingers, and his heart softened a little. He temporarily put aside the fact that she could choke people to death when she opened her mouth, and did not think about how many times she had made her almost mad to death, so he just kept quiet.  He looked at her sleeping face and stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms with the quilt, just like before.

    The two of them had their heads touching each other across a brocade quilt. Fortunately, the earth dragon was burned in the house, so they didn't catch the cold.  Luo Yuanqiu was held by Jinglan obediently. As long as no one snatched the quilt from her, she could sleep peacefully.  Jinglan spent a lot of energy casting spells, and felt sleepy. Listening to the breathing of the person next to her pillow, she closed her eyes drowsily after a while.

    There was a strong wind and snow outside, and the chill spread into the house. Jinglan felt a little cold, and subconsciously touched the quilt to cover her body.  Unexpectedly, she only pulled a corner, and then there was a strong force pulling it back.  She frowned and pulled it back, and the force followed her without giving in.  Anger grew in Jinglan's heart, and she pulled hard, taking away most of the quilt.  A pair of warm arms followed, tugging at the quilt and entangled her.  Immediately, the two of them fought in a ball under the quilt and spent a lot of effort fighting for the quilt.  Finally, Jing Lan grabbed the corner of the quilt, turned sideways and held it down with her arms, and fell asleep with a frown on the edge of the quilt.  Luo Yuanqiu reluctantly put his arm around her waist from behind, hugging her like a quilt and burying his head in the back of her neck.

    When they woke up the next morning, both of them were disheveled. Luo Yuanqiu rubbed his eyes. The villain complained first: "You took my quilt!"

    Jing Lan was so sleepy that he raised his eyelids and said lazily, "It's because you're not sleeping well."

    "I sleep at different times?" This was the first time Luo Yuanqiu heard someone say this, and he said in disbelief: "Tell me, where do I sleep at different times?"

    Jinglan stood upSome.  He lowered his head and touched her forehead with his face, and said: "Only you and I can be so close, no one else can."  "

    Luo Yuanqiu leaned in her arms, grabbed her hand and touched the lines on her palm, and said, "Where is the quilt?"

    Jinglan took a deep breath and held her hand. Their fingers were intertwined. She reluctantly replied: "The quilt is another matter."

    Luo Yuanqiu played with her slender fingers and suddenly said: "Junior sister, I feel that you were like this before."

    Jing Lan was a little nervous for no reason and asked calmly: "What?"

    The room was dark, Luo Yuanqiu lowered his head and said, "You didn't like me playing with other junior brothers and sisters before, and you didn't like me talking to them, right?"

    She waited for a long time before she heard the person behind her say in a low voice: "Yes, I don't like it."

    Luo Yuanqiu suddenly smiled, turned around and sat up, looked at her face and said, "Do you only like to be with me?"

    Her eyes brightened, she smiled happily, and said, "I also like to be with you."

    Jinglan looked at her in astonishment, his eyes slightly opened, and he seemed a little out of sorts.  Luo Yuanqiu seemed unaware and continued: "I just want to be with you, and be close to you"

    She clumsily held Jing Lan's shoulders and kissed her heavily on the lips, but accidentally smacked her lips. In pain, she panicked and bumped into Jing Lan's chest.

    Jinglan lowered her head with a blank expression. Luo Yuanqiu hurriedly got up from her chest, but his hands and feet were entangled in the quilt. When he got up, he was caught by it and fell back again.

    This time it was not only Luo Yuanqiu who was in pain, Jing Lan also felt a pain in his chest.  The pain was so painful that she could hardly speak.

    After a long time, the two separated. Jing Lan covered her chest with trembling hands, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You are really so stupid!" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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