Fanyin looked at him for a long time, then she leaned her head on his chest again and smiled slightly. In the fog of the night, Beiming pushed aside her chaotic light, slowly shining on Fanyin and penetrating into Fanyin's heart.

The two of them were silent and didn't speak. She leaned deeper and opened her mouth slightly, saying, "Fortunately, I wasn't too heavy at the time." Fanyin had a smile on her lips.

"It's not heavy now." Beiming replied.

Fanyin chuckled: "It's not heavy now. That's because you haven't carried me on your back. Of course I don't feel it if I'm just leaning on you like this."

"I can try to carry it on my back." Bei Ming said.

Fanyin laughed even more happily: "That's not possible."

"Why?" Beiming asked hurriedly.

"Because I'm not a boy now."

Bei meditated for a moment, and then the two of them laughed together. That year, Fanyin was in ragged clothes and emaciated. When Bei Ming rescued her, he thought she was a boy. At this time, the two of them thought of their childhood and laughed happily.

When we were together, we had long forgotten that the two of them were hugging each other and had no time to think about each other.

"What are you laughing at? I don't even know." Linglong suddenly said.

"I'm laughing about what happened when we were kids," Fanyin replied.

"I don't even know, I want to hear it too," Linglong said.

"There are so many, I can't tell them all." Bei Ming joked and deliberately teased it. Unexpectedly, Linglong was a guy who couldn't help but tease, and he immediately became naughty: "You won't tell me, okay."

Suddenly, Linglong turned sharply and swooped down from the clouds, and Sanskrit screamed "ah"! Beiming immediately tightened the arms holding her, Sanskrit screamed all the way, and then her spirits were lifted, and Beiming even smiled.

, praising Linglong for his good skills.

"I'm so awesome!" Linglong and the two of them had a great time, completely letting loose, flying freely and freely in the sky. I saw Linglong suddenly retracted his wings, splitting the sky and flying through the night, descending non-stop, in the vast sky

Just its playmate, let it squander it.

Suddenly, it shook its body and spun rapidly like a wind. The force was like a tornado. Fanyin didn't care about it. He opened his hands and hugged Beiming, not daring to let go. The sky and the earth were spinning, and Fanyin was so happy.

I cried and laughed, not knowing what to do.

"Linglong!" Fanyin couldn't help shouting. "You are so awesome!" Then he laughed heartily.

Linglong roared everywhere, inspiring his ambition, and suddenly brought the Sanskrit music and they rushed into the sky again. "I want to drink a glass of wine!" Linglong said happily. In an instant, Linglong softened his body, relieved his strength, and fell straight to the ground.

, the cold wind roared, and the hunter made a sound. Beiming instantly opened his defensive skills to block the falling wind, and the dragon's vertical posture also slowed down.

"Is it cold?" Beiming asked.

"It's not cold." Fanyin responded.

"This guy loses his appearance when he is happy. Now he looks more like a naughty child." Bei Ming finished his words and laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Fanyin was puzzled.

"Linglong is humming to himself. I don't know how happy he is."

"I want to hear it too." Fanyin also laughed after hearing what Beiming said.

"It probably has no time to talk to us now and wants to go back to drink."

"Okay, go back and find something good to drink for it. This time you will meet your confidant." Fanyin smiled at Beiming.

"Half and half."

"How to say?"

"Ling Long is a guy who pours wine easily. Although he likes wine, he doesn't have the ability to drink at all."

"Really?" Fanyin laughed, "Then the other half of my best friend is me."

"That's right!" Bei Ming said. At this time, they could already see the ground clearly and were about to land. "Why are you wearing so little clothes today? Aren't you cold?" Bei Ming asked with concern, trying to keep the Sanskrit sounds to himself.

In arms.

"I don't have one," Fanyin stammered. Today she was not wearing the military uniform coat that the Ministry of Military Affairs had in the past, like the one Bei Ming was wearing. For Aunt Xiaofeng's interest, she "deliberately" chose a "military uniform" similar to a skirt.

”.

Since the hem of the skirt had leather fringes, it was inconvenient for her to wear her usual military trousers, so she had to wear a pair of thin boot pants. The upper body was also an exquisite leather jacket, which was simple and neat, but not warm.

I originally thought I was just here for a New Year's dinner and it wouldn't be too cold. But here I am, flying into the sky and escaping to the ground, with heavy snow falling all over the city. It is indeed a bit unexpected.

"Aunt Xiaofeng likes this dress, so I wore it." Fanyin whispered, and I don't know if Bei Ming heard it. She knew that Bei Ming didn't like the way she looked in the skirt. She wanted to explain a little bit that it was not her who wanted to wear it.

Like this.

"Linglong! There are too many people below, don't swoop down like this!" Beiming suddenly said loudly, his chest heaving, which startled Fanyin, and he quickly looked forward.

At this time, Linglong was about to arrive at the square in front of Guozheng Hall. There were many adults and children there, all watching the fireworks and flying snow in the sky. When he suddenly saw this huge thing, he couldn't help but feel at a loss. Some adults protected the children.

, some people thought that a mythical beast had arrived, and were excitedly looking up to the sky.

"Oh!" Linglong responded vaguely. He was flying happily and was too lazy to care about the many.

Suddenly! Linglong disappeared! Fanyin and Beiming were lifted into the air and dropped dozens of meters in the sky. Fanyin no longer leaned against Beiming like before. Her alert reaction made her instantly open her spiritual power, Yinshuang

After passing through their hair, their feet were exposed on the ice. The two of them stepped lightly to the ground with skillful skills. They dodged a few times and disappeared into the crowd without anyone noticing.

"Hey? Dad, where is that big bird in the sky just now?" Some bold children asked their parents. "Why is it missing?"

"I don't know, it's probably gone."

"Is that what a pyromancer becomes?"

"It doesn't seem like it. Why does it look like a dragon to me?" The adults couldn't answer. People were looking around.

Fanyin stood beside Beiming with a smile, and Linglong had already clung to her ear at some point. "You guys are really free-spirited," Fanyin said.

Linglong swung his little tail on her ear, rolled from time to time, turned over, lying on his back on Fanyin's ear, bulging his round belly, and said lazily, "Xiaoyin, let's go have a drink.

, I’m already hungry, I’ve been flying with you for a long time.”

"Okay then, can I take you back to eat something? What do you like to eat?" Fanyin asked with a smile, and Linglong thought with a "hmm": "Beef!" "Okay, let's go, I'll make sure to eat it."

You are fed.”

"Let's go, Beiming, why are you still standing there?" Fanyin took two steps towards the direction of the Guozheng Hall and found Beiming still standing there, so he looked back.

Bei Ming paused and said, "Okay." Then he followed.

When the two of them landed, Beiming couldn't help but hold Fanyin's hand. But after landing, Fanyin was busy talking to Linglong and didn't feel that he was being pulled by him at all. Now he was striding forward with Linglong.

Go, the hand has slipped out of Beiming's palm. Fanyin's hand is very cold, which has something to do with her spiritual skills, but Beiming has never held Fanyin's hand before, and he didn't know that her temperature could be so low.

In fact, Bei Ming didn't know that Fanyin had made great progress in spiritual techniques since receiving guidance from Leng Che, and they all practiced them according to the essentials and methods suitable for the fifth family. When they perform spiritual techniques, their body temperature will drop accordingly.

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Bei Ming walked beside Fanyin and held his palms. In addition to feeling that Fanyin was quite cold just now, he also discovered that her hands were very thin and thin. He could hold her fine-boned fingers without any effort.

I want to hold her a little harder.

But unexpectedly, when he exerted a little force, he found that Fanyin's finger bones were so soft, as if they were soft and easy to break, completely unlike someone who had practiced spiritual magic for many years. He subconsciously relaxed his grip, fearing that it would hurt.
Chapter completed!