Chapter 5
It is already spring now, the air is moist, everything is revived, and there is a lush scene everywhere, and the scenery hidden by the winter snow slowly reveals its head, making people feel more open-minded.

"Tick tock...tick tock..." The crisp sound of water is particularly pleasant.

When a red glow slowly rose in the sky, Murong Ying slowly opened her eyes, feeling her face was wet, she couldn't help licking it with her tongue, "Well, it's so sweet..." It looks like it's dew Bar?
No, didn't you fall off the cliff?Murong Ying sat up abruptly, touched her face, looked around in surprise, fell from such a high place, was it okay?

This place is like the bottom of a cliff, surrounded by stones, and there is a small lake not far in front of it. It seems that it is still cold, but the temperature around it has not changed.

"Looks like I have to wash it first..." Murong Ying frowned slightly, and looked at the tattered clothes on her body. It would be great if she could have a decent one at this time.

Pulling off the tattered clothes on her body, Murong Ying jumped into the lake, splashing a splash of water.

At this time, the surrounding area is very quiet, only the sound of gurgling water, like a beautiful music, brings a sense of comfort, and the soft sunlight slowly rippling on the bottom of the cliff from above, emitting an intoxicating halo .

"It's so cool!" Murong Ying slightly poked her head out, looking like she was enjoying herself. Although she looked at the cold air in the lake from a distance, she couldn't feel the coldness. Thinking that she hadn't seen her appearance clearly, she couldn't help but Live looking out over the lake.

"Well, my face is yellow and thin, and my face has no elasticity at all. This doesn't look like a child from a big family. It's not even as good as a beggar..."

Just as he was complaining, another white figure seemed to float on the lake.

Murong Ying couldn't help but looked up and looked up, she was stunned.

What kind of scene was that?
I saw a person wearing a long white dress slowly descending from the halo of the sun, with silver hair tied slightly behind his head with a wooden hairpin, his facial features were well-defined and handsome, his complexion was snow-white, as delicate and charming as a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, but his whole body was He also exuded a majestic aura of a king who shook the world, the corners of his mouth that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were slightly curved, outlining a perfect arc, especially the terrifying purple eyes, which made people unable to move their eyes away with just one glance.

Satisfied to see the stupefied person on the lake, Zhan Wushuang's smile deepened. He was beaten back to his original shape because of the Fire Spirit Orb before. After a night's rest, he almost recovered. Now, it's time to get back the Fire Spirit It's time for the beads.

Murong Ying only felt a fever in her head, a wave seemed to pass through her heart, and there seemed to be a burning sensation between her nostrils. She had seen many beautiful men before, but it was the first time that such a man was so many times more beautiful than a fairy. Seeing it, it seems that no words can describe the shocking feeling it brings to people, but why do you feel that those eyes are a bit familiar?
"Bring something..." Slowly falling on the lake, Zhan Wushuang went straight to the target.

"Handsome guy, don't you feel refreshed all over?" Murong Ying had regained her senses at this time, and she was also a little annoyed that she would actually look at a handsome man and see a nosebleed.

Seeing her wrong answer, Zhan Wushuang frowned slightly, "You want me to say it a second time?"

Ignoring his warm and angry appearance, Murong Ying rested her cheeks, and a smile slowly appeared in her eyes, "Just now you floated down like that, I really didn't say you, after all, I am also a woman. You'll still be shy in wearing pants!"

Looking at her shy appearance, he looks like a gangster, Zhan Wushuang is a little annoyed, talking to this silly woman is like playing the piano to a cow, it seems that he just grabs it.

(End of this chapter)

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