The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

Separation always comes so suddenly.

The next day, two carriages that looked simple and low-key on the outside but extremely luxurious on the inside stopped at the door of the inn. The servants who accompanied them were surrounded by the smell of blood, and it was obvious that they were not simple people.

Yan Qi held the girl's hand, his wet little eyes full of reluctance, "You really can't go with me?"

Wei Mingyu laughed at the aggrieved expression that seemed like she would never see it again. She rubbed the boy's head and said in a gentle voice, "Didn't you say you would protect me? Only a short separation can bring us together forever."

Yan Qi nodded as if he understood, but he still held her hand tightly. His black and white eyes were filled with mist, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

No one can ignore it, at least Wei Mingyu can't.

She sighed softly, moved her fingers slightly, pulled the boy into her arms, and gently caressed his ear with her lips: "Be good over there, I want to see you gain weight next time we meet."

Wei Mingyu pinched Yan Qi's waist and abdomen with her slender, white and soft fingers, hinting at something meaningful.

The young man was confused for a moment, but when he reacted, his fair earlobes turned red as if they were dripping with blood. He stammered in response, and was gently placed in the carriage by Wei Mingyu without any strong resistance.

The carriage that Yan Qi was sitting in gradually moved away. Before Wei Mingyu could take a few more glances, a pair of slightly strong arms behind her grabbed her waist and held her tightly in their arms.

"Wait for me." Mu Shangyan buried his head in the girl's snow-white neck, his rapid breathing frighteningly hot.

Without waiting for her to agree, he gave her a passionate kiss on the face he had longed for, then climbed into the carriage as if fleeing.

"set off!"

The carriage representing Xiaoyan set off in another direction, and the only one who stayed there was the girl.

She touched her fingers for a while, then turned around, went into the inn and pulled out her carriage. It was time to leave.

It’s not that they can’t go together, but her current identity is too embarrassing, and she will be in trouble no matter who she goes with. Wei Mingyu simply injected a stream of spiritual power into each of them to protect them and then let go.

Fortunately, she had been working tirelessly to release the golden light of merit day and night these days, and finally purified the turbid air in their bodies the night before. The black part of the hexahedron in her mind was finally cleared, and now it has completely turned into a transparent crystal.

Wei Mingyu was humming a song quietly. Even sleeping outdoors for two days did not affect her good mood.

Since they separated from Rencheng, she chose to go south. The winter nights were getting longer and longer, and the air was getting colder. It was either snowing or raining every day, and she was tired of seeing the snow.

After passing by a dilapidated temple again, Wei Mingyu stopped. He had traveled a lot today. Although the horses were protected by spiritual power and were not afraid of the cold, they still needed to eat grass.

She tied the horse's reins to a tree first, then took a bale of hay from the back of the wagon and put it on the ground.

After doing all this, Wei Mingyu walked towards the dilapidated temple.

The small dilapidated temple was no different from other places. The gray walls outside looked relatively intact, and the eaves were covered with thick snow. If it weren't for Wei Mingyu's good eyesight, he might not have been able to find it.

Pushing open the half-open shabby wooden door, a smell of dust that had not been cleaned for a long time and some strange smell rushed into my nose, making my throat itchy.

Wei Mingyu touched his nose and looked inside. He was surprised to find two men and one woman sitting in the corner. There was a fire in the empty space in front of them. The flickering orange flames looked very warm.

She looked at the faces of the three men and found that they did not look very old, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. They were all wearing white clothes and each had a sharp sword beside them.

While Wei Mingyu was observing, the three people were also looking at her.

The girl standing at the door was fair and tender from head to toe, with a pair of bright almond-shaped eyes that were clear and transparent without any trace of gloom. The pink clothes she wore were a little thin, and she didn't look like a child from a wealthy family.

As if he felt no threat, the older man among the three people sitting in the corner smiled at Wei Mingyu and said, "Are you here to avoid the snow as well? Come and sit down."

Hearing his invitation, the man who looked younger also said, "It's fate that we meet. If you don't mind, let's warm ourselves by the fire together."

Wei Mingyu turned his head to look at the carriage that was completely covered in snow. His eyes darkened and he then stepped in.

The fire in the dilapidated temple was much warmer than outside. The pretty girl sat silently opposite them, her expression still somewhat alert.

The two men among the three seemed to be quite familiar with each other. In just a few words, they told all their information and also revealed their mission to find the Fire Lotus.

The man who claimed to be Liu Ya, who was a little older than him, took out a paper bag from his arms. Inside was a few cold pancakes. He smiled and said, "If Miss Wei Ming doesn't mind, how about I give you one?"

During the conversation just now, Wei Mingyu found out that the younger man among the remaining two was called Yan Song, the woman with rosy cheeks was called Luo Fu, and she called herself Wei Ming.

"No need, I have one myself." Wei Mingyu said as he touched his body and suddenly froze.

All the things were placed on the carriage. She had just wanted to take a look at the dilapidated temple and had not intended to stay inside. She never expected to meet other people.

"You're welcome, Miss Wei Ming." Yan Song pretended to smile cheerfully and handed over a soft baked pancake.

If Wei Mingyu ignored the obscure and disgusting look he cast upon her, she might have believed him a little.

"No need..." Wei Mingyu frowned and wanted to refuse, but she suddenly noticed Liu Ya's fingers on the sword moved. She lowered her eyelids, and her flawless white porcelain cheeks flushed, as if she was a little shy: "How can you have the nerve to take other people's things?"

Seeing that Yan Song was going to stuff it in her mouth, the girl took it half-rejecting and half-shamefully.

When Luo Fu saw the girl pick it up and prepare to eat, she frowned but said nothing. The other two stared at her, their eyes filled with anxiety that they could hardly hide.

"It's delicious. Thank you." Wei Mingyu lowered her head and took a bite. Her bright almond eyes curved into a crescent shape, and she seemed very happy. Small dimples slowly appeared on the sides of her pink lips, and they were as sweet as honey.

However, before she could take the second bite, the pancake in her hand was suddenly taken away, and a familiar lazy male voice sounded in her ears: "You heartless little thing, after not seeing you for a few months, are you still so easy to deceive?"

Wei Mingyu was stunned. Before she could react, the man behind her bent down, picked her up and pressed her hard against his strong and broad chest. The rich floral fragrance instantly dispelled the strange smell around and occupied her nose.

"Get out of here while I'm in a good mood!" The young man with a charming appearance had cold eyes and brows. He raised his hand and patted the girl's back gently, as cautiously and dotingly as if he was comforting a cub.

Liu Ya and the other two had gloomy expressions on their faces, but they could see that the extremely handsome man in front of them was not someone who could be easily messed with. They looked at each other, picked up their swords, and quickly left the ruined temple.

Before they had gone far, they were suddenly stopped by a tall man dressed in black. The man said nothing, gripped his long knife tightly, and passed by the three of them like a ghost.

After a while, a line of blood slowly emerged from the necks of the three stiff men, and they were soon frozen again. They fell into the snow with a thud and were slowly covered by the heavy snow.

As the moon rose, the vast earth was covered with pure white snow, and no trace of what was underneath could be seen.