Master tutoring class

The snowflakes flying all over the sky are like autumn cotton wool, and the strong wind mixed with the fine snow falls down. As soon as the foot stepped on it, when it was lifted up, a knee-deep crater was revealed.In the world of ice and snow, all the colors are eliminated, leaving only the endless white.

The shackles on Wen Xiuyuan's wrists clanked, and the hoarse sound of the iron chains colliding floated in the vast snow, and it was particularly long in the silence of this ice and snow.The clothes on his body are still white, reflecting the snow field, and they are imprisoned in this mountain together.

"Master, I'm cold." Wen Xiuyuan shrunk his shoulders and squeezed towards An Heyi.

Yuan Shengzong's thought lock restricts the spiritual power of the monks, making the monks who have made mistakes no different from ordinary people.Before coming here, An Heyi frowned and thought for a while, and found the crane cloak sent by his senior brother from thousands of miles away from the spirit ring. The material used to keep warm should allow ordinary people to live freely even in severe cold places .

"Is this crane cloak useless?" An Heyi stretched out his hand to touch the smooth material.

"Only one thing, it's still very cold", Wen Xiuyuan squeezed to An Heyi's side after saying this.

Seeing that the apprentice couldn't bear the cold, An Heyi became worried.I don't know how long the apprentice will live in the mountains. From this point of view, I don't know how he can bear it.

"Master, hold hands." Wen Xiuyuan shook off the snow on his shoulders, leaned against An Heyi, and reached out to grab his slender and smooth fingers.

The white snow dyed the hair white, and the crystal clear snowflakes fell on the eyelashes of the people, and the eyelashes trembled slightly, dancing like fragile butterfly wings.

Wen Xiuyuan bent over and almost buried his whole body in the arms of Master.

A snowflake fell on the back of An Heyi's hand. He lowered his eyes and glanced at it lightly. The ice crystals slowly melted and melted into small water droplets, which slowly fell down the back of his hand and dripped onto the tightly clenched hand below. Going up, the person in his arms trembled again.

The unique iron chain exudes a cold luster made of silver, and it is in the same world as the cold weather, without being abrupt at all.

An Heyi sighed heavily.

In vain, he was promoted to a monk in the cave void stage, with countless spells, but he still couldn't resist the severe cold of thinking about the lock.

He untied the rope buckle that fastened the robe, raised his hand to lift the robe, and half hugged the apprentice under his shoulders.

"Is it better?"

The deep and gentle voice came to my ears, like spring water gurgling through my heart.

Wen Xiuyuan's hand holding the robe tightened even more.

"Not enough, Master, can you hug me a little tighter?"

An Heyi froze for a moment, and tightened his arms again.

An Heyi's spiritual power has no effect on Wen Xiuyuan who is wearing the thought lock, but Wen Xiuyuan can't stop coquettishly complaining, wishing to show all his grievances.

So that the person next to him will feel sorry for him.

An Heyi held Wen Xiuyuan's hand, hugged him into his arms, and let him break into his heart for a long time without coming out.

There was a lot of wind, and An Heyi hugged him even tighter.

Footprints appeared one after another where he walked on the snow, and they were soon covered again.Stepping on the ice, the frozen surface quickly cracked outwards.

An Heyi held down his apprentice's hand, afraid that if he let go, the extremely fragile person would disappear into the whiteness.

"Is it still cold?"

The hair of the person in the arms is as soft as seaweed sticking to the side of the neck, sweeping across the neck when shaking gently, and the white skin is as picturesque.

Wen Xiuyuan shook his head, hesitated for a while, then nodded again, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Master's waist.

There were wrinkles in the cuffs, but An Heyi didn't notice it either.

The snow all over the sky makes the travelers lose their direction. In the silent world, there are only two people cuddling together to resist the sudden winter solstice in the mountains.

Wen Xiuyuan tucked his hands into An Heyi's sleeves, "Master, where will we live when we go up the mountain?"

An Heyi spoke calmly, "There is a house on the top of the mountain to live in."

The house on the top of the mountain has existed for thousands of years. When An Heyi got into trouble with his senior brother when he was a child, he was also locked up there.

The house often leaks, and the wind blows from all sides, like a ghost locked in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, his apprentice didn't look like he was afraid of ghosts either.

Snow water wets the tips of her hair and drips down the side of her face.

The snow layer is getting thicker and thicker, and it has reached the waist when it is close to the top of the mountain.Wen Xiuyuan stepped in with heavy shackles on his legs, and sank into the snow with a "thud".

For a moment, the voice of Qinglingling came from a distance, but after listening carefully, it disappeared again.

He stood up and shook off the snow on his body, carefully paying attention to his ears, but he didn't hear the Qingling music.

Turning to look at the master, An Heyi also looked around, and seemed to hear a voice similar to that of Wen Xiuyuan.

The two looked at each other, hiding the wariness in their eyes.

Under the robe, the arms that were originally hugging were quietly released.

It is extremely difficult to hide people in the snow, but monks are different, hiding under the deep snow, if you use any secret treasure, it will be even more difficult to find.

Seeing that no one could be found, An Heyi clasped his disciple's hand and quietly put on an emerald green bracelet.

Wen Xiuyuan lowered his head and chuckled, rubbing An Heyi's neck with a slight itch.

From top to bottom, Yuan Shengzong really prefers to give bracelets.

He lowered his head and looked at the wrist that was clasping his own. It was smooth and delicate, and the wrist seemed to be able to condense frost and snow. When the palm was lightly grasped, it seemed to be able to lock it tightly. It was clearly a hand suitable for clasping the bracelet.

In the future, I must give the master a red bracelet, to show that the person has the owner with bright colors, and to occupy him ostentatiously.

An Heyi didn't notice his apprentice's thoughts, and walked towards the top of the mountain without changing his eyes.

When it was near the top, the snow fell even more, like flying goose feathers, falling to the ground and melting into the ten-foot-deep snow.

The snow was too deep, An Heyi locked Wen Xiuyuan's waist and led him to walk over the snow, stepping on the thick snow without leaving any footprints.

The closer to the top of the mountain, the thicker the restriction, so that I can save some spiritual power in front of An Heyi, which is enough to resist the restriction at this moment.

Wen Xiuyuan could feel the gentle aura nourishing his body, and the aura was transmitted to him from the people around him. Even if the aura weakened after going up the mountain, he never ignored him.

Lowering his eyes, hiding the deep complexity.

"Uncomfortable?" An Heyi increased the transmission of spiritual power.

Seeing the apprentice lowered his eyes, he didn't know if he was suffering. He turned his worried eyes to Wen Xiuyuan, and his lips, which were especially red in the white field, parted, "Otherwise I'll carry you on my back, and you will carry it for the teacher."

Wen Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at An Heyi, saw his eyes, sunken into a pair of eyes hiding the moonlight.

"No, I..." My ears turned red and my eyes flickered.

Before Wen Xiuyuan could finish speaking, An Heyi leaned over slightly, took him on his back, and accelerated towards the top of the mountain with his feet, leaving behind the hidden peepers.

An Heyi sighed lightly.

His apprentice's military strength is not high, and he likes to be lazy on weekdays. In this restricted and dangerous place, it is bound to be dangerous to leave him.

If you go out to investigate, you should wait a little later until Xiuyuan's spiritual power recovers a little.

Thinking in this way, the spiritual power sent to the apprentice increased by another point.

The arms hugging her waist suddenly tightened.

"What's wrong? Xiuyuan", An Heyi was puzzled, and turned to look at his apprentice.

But the person who reached out fixed his head with his hands so that he could not turn his head. There was a pain in his neck, and his warm breath hit his ears, "Master, don't send me spiritual power anymore."

"What's wrong?" There was full doubt in the voice.

There was a pause behind him, and after a while, he hesitated to utter a word.

"hot".

The author says:

Shi Mingda: For the first time in my life, I heard that spiritual power scalds people, a medical miracle, a medical miracle.

Zhuo Sheng: Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like he is single.

Shi Mingda:?Tell Master Mo, what does this have to do with me being single?

Yu Wenxing: There is indeed something.

I finished yesterday's, and I will update it tonight.Thank you little angels!