Is this also the case with other people's Qing Leng Shizun?

Azang used to be a literary youth, but readers have a biased taste and like to watch dog blood, the more exciting the better.Later, Ah Zang became the author of Gouxue.com, especially keen on Master being...

Ah Zang was still a night owl, and he didn't rub his bruises under his eyes until three o'clock in the morning. He sat on the bed contentedly, and lay down completely.

He didn't sleep well today, and vaguely heard a sound coming from a distance, softly, getting closer, getting closer, as if there was a bell ringing lightly in his ear.I don't know whose family is playing bells in the middle of the night!

In a daze, Ah Zang turned on the light.

When he turned on the light, he was almost paralyzed with fright, and his scalp went numb in an instant.

hell!In the evening, a group of ancient people with fluttering long hair suddenly appeared in the room. The wide sleeves and gowns move without wind, which is extremely elegant in normal times.but now!Obviously, the doors and windows are closed tightly, so there is no leakage of wind!

In the room without a trace of wind, Ah Zang could smell the wind because the bell rang softly.

The surroundings were so quiet, except for the faint sound of bells, which seemed to be ringing softly from the depths of my mind.

I should be dreaming...

A quiet group of people.

Ah Zang's eyes were dimmed, and he could only see a pair of faint and cold eyes staring at him, one of them hesitantly said: "Master..."

The next moment, someone said again: "Where are we..."

At this moment, his eyes finally focused, and he saw clearly the leader, dressed in white clothes like snow, with a snowy face, looking at him quietly, without saying a word.

Hearing this, he just glanced at the back, and all the people behind turned into ice sculptures in an instant, and they looked at each other in silence.

Taking advantage of the moment when he turned his head, Ah Zang quickly pressed it again.With the fastest speed ever, the light suddenly disappeared.

He flicked the lamp like lightning.

But the darkness is only for a moment.

"Light."

Ah Zang heard a clear and cold "light" in the darkness, like a clear spring in the mountains, so cold that it made him more awake and terrified. This is not a dream! ! !

With the sound of "light", the whole room was suddenly lit up, and Ah Zang could see it even though the light was not on.

a room full of...

The red thread and the bell floated in mid-air, and it would automatically run without wind, and the bell rang softly.

Eleven people, each of them looks like a fairy coming down to earth, each with its own characteristics, the leader is more like walking out of a painting, with a fairy face like ice and snow.

A Zang subconsciously wrapped the quilt around his body.

The leading ice and snow jade man took a step forward, looking down at him with a pair of ice crystal eyes, and the air beside him condensed into tiny white.

Ice and snow slowly fell from his side.

A Zang's blood solidified along with the ice and snow, he wrapped himself a little tighter with the quilt, and it took him a long time to make a trembling sound: "God, fairy—"

The person in the lead had a fairy face like a jade statue, and he looked young, but his expression was cold, looking down at him quietly, as if he had come out of the deep winter snow and came with ice and snow.

Ah Zang uttered two syllables, and his eyes met his. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was chilling, but he still trembled and said all the good words: "Immortal—brother? What's going on here?"

Snowflakes fell all around.

With a flick of the ice and snow jade figure, the red lines and bells all over the room disappeared in an instant, and only a yellowed talisman flashed out, flew over accurately, and stuck to Ah Zang's forehead...

Ah Zang's eyelids twitched, and he barely raised his eyes, but felt that the eyelids were heavy, only the cold air soaked into his body, his consciousness seemed to be covered in ice and snow, and he couldn't move.

It's like being in a piece of ice and snow, only the cold is to the bone.

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Later, Ah Zang vowed never to write about Master Qing Leng again, all masters must chatter! ! !

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