Cannon fodder and female supporting role, a match made in heaven

Seeing the incense in the purple gold incense burner burn to the end, the Firelight Beast quickly threw away the Begonia Pastry in his hand and waited for his master to wake up with joy.

But it waited for a long time, and the two people on the bed still did not wake up. It looked at Jiang Jinyan aggrievedly: "They won't wake up, right?"

The Taoist priest's eyes lit up and he said, "Maybe they succeeded!"

Jiang Jinyan nodded to the Fire Beast and consoled him, "Wait a little longer."

"Okay." The Fire Beast jumped between the two of them, sticking to the left and the right, and then lay on the side, looking bored.

Ever since he knew that Lu Yan was the housekeeper, Shen Zhaozhao dragged Chu Yu around in front of him almost every day, but the illusion didn't seem to be ending.

Logically speaking, if Lu Yan subconsciously believed that he and Huimin were happy, they should have come out of the illusion.

If Shen Zhaozhao was full of energy at the beginning, after a few months, she had already started to become depressed and sluggish.

After walking around Lu Yan again and returning to the room, Shen Zhaozhao lay on the table listlessly, and said weakly: "What regrets does Lu Yan have? When can we get out of the illusion?"

Chu Yu stood in front of her with his arms folded, raising his eyebrows: "Isn't it good to just leave it like this? Why do you want to leave the illusion so much?"

Shen Zhaozhao drooped his eyebrows and shook his head, "Not good, not good at all, I miss Shushu."

She thought he was a little weird. Who wouldn't want to get out of the illusion as soon as possible?

"Besides, your injury can't be delayed any longer."

Chu Yu lowered his eyes and looked at her, and a subtle change occurred in his dark and watery eyes.

"Well, it should be...soon."

*

The snow-capped mountains are covered in silver, like a silver dragon across the sky.

The snow-capped peaks on the top of the snow-capped mountains are like the pillars of heaven and earth, reaching straight into the sky and surrounded by clouds and mist.

Xie Yanshu slowed down his sword speed, turned around and told Yu Miaoyi: "Miaoyi, hold on to me."

Yu Miaoyi leaned her head out slightly and just as she was about to speak, she inhaled cold air into her lungs and couldn't stop coughing.

Xie Yanshu quickly set up a spiritual barrier before flying towards the snow-capped mountains on his sword.

Crystal clear snow and frost were flying all over the sky. The closer they got to the top of the snow-capped mountains, the fiercer the wind and frost became.

Xie Yanshu also vaguely felt an invisible suppression, which became more and more severe the higher he flew.

He had no choice but to give up flying on the sword and walk up with Yu Miaoyi.

The north wind was blowing coldly in their ears, and the ice, snow, wind and frost here were really strange. Using internal energy to protect the body was of no use. If they hadn't taken Jiang Jinyan's cold-proof pill in advance, they might not have been able to hold on.

Xie Yanshu did not dare to be careless and carefully protected Yu Miaoyi behind him.

Yu Miaoyi suddenly saw something in front of her that seemed to be partially covered by snow. From the outline, it seemed to be a person.

She quickly tugged at Xie Yanshu's sleeve: "Brother Xie, there seems to be someone over there."

Xie Yanshu looked in the direction she pointed, his face darkened and he became alert.

How could there be someone in this place? Is he a monk or something?

He walked over and pushed away the snow covering the person, revealing her face completely. It was a young woman.

She was covered in snow, her eyes were closed, ice particles hung on her eyelashes, and her breath was very weak.

Yu Miaoyi exclaimed: "Why is this girl here alone?"

Xie Yanshu was silent for a moment, then raised two fingers and probed her brow with his spiritual power: "She is an ordinary person."

Seeing that the woman was breathing in more than out, Yu Miaoyi quickly took out a cold-proof pill and fed it into her mouth.

"Fortunately, I asked Master Jiang for a few more pills before I set out."

Although it was a bit strange that this woman appeared here alone, if she was really just an ordinary person, she would only wait for death if she stayed here.

Xie Yanshu pursed his lips and thought for a moment. It was impossible to leave her here alone.

There was no other way now, and naturally he could not care about the distinction between men and women. He carried the woman on his back and said to Yu Miaoyi apologetically, "Miaoyi, I may not be able to take care of you fully now, so please follow me closely."

Yu Miaoyi nodded in understanding: "Don't worry, Brother Xie, I'll be fine."

Xie Yanshu felt warm in his heart. Along the way, she was much stronger than he had imagined.

*

It snowed all night and the yard was covered with a thick layer of snow.

Shen Zhaozhao opened the window. Snow was still falling from the sky. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms wafted into her face. She leaned out and picked one.

When she turned around, she saw Chu Yu leaning against the wall with his arms folded, looking at her casually, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

She put her hands behind her back, cupped the peach blossoms she had just picked in her palms, and walked over with a smile.

"Guess which hand the peach blossom is in now? If you guess correctly, you will win a prize!"

Her voice was clear and sweet, and Chu Yu felt as if his heart was bitten by an ant, and it felt numb and tingling.

After he read the picture book that day, he didn't know why, but some beautiful pictures popped up in his mind from time to time, just like the dream woven by the phantom demon at that time.

The girl's dark blue bellyband was barely covering her body, revealing a large area of ​​fair and delicate skin...

He pursed his lips, feeling a little dry in the mouth, and stared at her lips closely: "What's the reward?"

"Hmm..." Shen Zhaozhao thought for a moment, "Let's go with this peach blossom."

Chu Yu: "..."

It felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over my heart.

"I guess left hand."

"Ah, you guessed wrong." Shen Zhaozhao spread out her left hand. There was nothing in it. She was happy. "I'll give you another chance."

She put her hands behind her back again and pretended to exchange them, deliberately exaggerating the amplitude of the movement.

He had actually seen it clearly, but he just indulged her: "Left."

"No! It's still the right hand." Shen Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows, "It seems that you are not good at everything."

"Yeah." Chu Yu pretended to be distressed, "Then I won't get the reward."

Shen Zhaozhao was very generous and placed the peach blossom in his palm.

"This is for you. Don't underestimate this peach blossom. It is different."

Chu Yu looked down, his eyes teasing: "What's the difference?"

Shen Zhaozhao crossed his arms and argued, "I picked this out from a pile of peach blossoms."

After saying that, she looked out the window and found that the snow had stopped, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

"Let's go build a snowman."

Shen Zhaozhao pulled Chu Yu into the courtyard.

She started piling up snow with great interest, but saw Chu Yu standing still.

"Why not pile it up?"

Chu Yu was silent for a moment, his thoughts drifting away.

Seeing that he remained silent, Shen Zhaozhao had the idea of ​​playing a teasing on him. She smiled and picked up a handful of snow and threw it at him.

Some broken snow slid down the collar into his skin, and the cold touch brought Chu Yu back to his senses. He caught a glimpse of her brilliant smile, and smiled back rudely.

Shen Zhaozhao quickly dodged to the side, but was still hit by some of the bullets.

She glared at him with her black and white eyes: "You are bullying the weak."

Chu Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then Zhao Zhao, you are taking advantage of others' misfortune."

Shen Zhaozhao refused to admit defeat, so he picked up some snow from the ground, rolled it into a ball and threw it at him.

See if she doesn't beat him to a pulp.

But it was obvious that she was no match for him. After spitting out the snow particles that entered her mouth, she covered her face and pretended to cry.

Chu Yu was stunned. He actually knew how to handle things properly, but he was afraid that he wasn't careful enough and had hurt her by mistake.

"Where did you hit? Let me see." He held her in his arms and comforted her, "It's my fault."

The girl sobbed and he felt so distressed that he only regretted that he was so childish to play with her.

Shen Zhaozhao's shoulders trembled even more violently.

Chu Yu: "I'm sorry."

"I lied to you." Shen Zhaozhao raised her eyes in his arms, smiling with eyes curved like crescent moons, with a triumphant expression, "Let's build a snowman. As an apology, you have to help me."

After a busy period, the snowman was finally built. Shen Zhaozhao pinched his chin and examined it for a long time. Finally, he nodded with a smile, very satisfied with his craftsmanship.

"Not bad, not bad. It's better piled than before."

Chu Yu stared at the snowman, a smile spreading across his eyes: "When I was a kid, I envied Xie Yanshu very much."

He took the initiative to talk about his past. Shen Zhaozhao's dark eyelashes trembled, and he listened to him quietly.

"Zhao Zhao, you know it never snows in Qingwei Sect. At that time, those two used magic to make a big snowfall in the back mountain. They brought Xie Yanshu with them, and played snowball fights and made snowmen, just like we did today. That was also the first time I saw snow."

"I didn't know at the time that he was my father. I hid behind a tree and watched them. I just thought, what a warm family they were."

Shen Zhaozhao felt a little sad and held his hand: "Chu Yu, you... must be very sad."

Feeling warmth on the back of his hand, Chu Yu looked down, his gaze frozen for a moment.

Maybe he had felt sad before, but when he mentioned it now, he felt no emotion at all.