Chapter 1836 Demon
It was too cold, and the clothes on the two children were thin. Before they could find a place to leeward, one child collapsed from the cold. Another child went to pull him, but was also brought down, unable to get up again...
Gu Xijiu's eyes moved slightly, and when she lifted her sleeves, the two clothes flew out and covered the two children's bodies respectively.
Her clothes are naturally extremely warm, and the two children quickly warmed up, hurriedly put on life-saving clothes, then knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the sky desperately, thanking the Holy One——
Gu Xijiu didn't show up, and the two children didn't see her either. They just kowtowed to the heavens to thank their protector, the Holy Lord, by instinct.
The two kids went to bake the rabbit.
Cang Qiongyu sighed: "Master, there are so many people like this in this continent, how many can you save?"
Gu Xijiu didn't speak, she didn't talk very much now, and even her mind wasn't very active, so Cang Qiongyu couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
She was silent for a long time before she said lightly: "What do you want me to do?"
"Be happy! Be happy! Be popular. Master, this continent needs a vigorous saint. Even if you are angry and you cry, it is better than this dead silence..."
Gu Xijiu paused for a while: "This deity can't do it!"
She tried hard, but she really couldn't...
Cang Qiongyu: "..." It was really worried.
It is absolutely impossible to continue like this, but how can the master be revived?
To be honest, it kind of misses the days when Di Fuyi was a saint...
At that time, the world was full of flowers and willows, and even if there were occasional wars, it was still full of vitality.
And now the world seems to be turning into a hockey puck—
...
Gu Xijiu went to the Deep Sea Crystal Palace again.
She saw the poems carved everywhere by her again.
——Flick your clothes and leave without leaving your body and name.
She was sitting on that rocking chair, looking at the two words 'Fu Yi' in that poem, the familiar heartache came again——
Her emotions have become less and less this year, no matter what kind of stimulation is like floating clouds to her, it can't stir her emotions at all, but these two words can make her heart turbulent...
It seems that she has a deep relationship with these two words...
But she couldn't think of any origin.
She fell asleep lying on the rocking chair, the sky jade on her wrist shimmered faintly, enveloping her body in the twilight.
It's too cold here, and if the master sleeps here without any shelter, he will become an iceman!
So the Cang Qiong Jade emitted a warm light that enveloped its owner, warming her up.
Gu Xijiu in the dream frowned slightly, as if she had fallen into some kind of nightmare.
Cang Qiongyu's heart moved, it really wanted to see what was in the master's dream.
As the saying goes, heart disease needs heart medicine, maybe it can find some clues from her dream...
...
An ice field, a sea of ice.
The wind and snow are like knives, which can almost cut everything.
There is no human habitation, no vitality, or nothing at all.
Cang Qiongyu did not expect that the master's dream would be so barren and terrifying!
It saw its owner, she was sitting in the snow in black clothes, the wind lifted her black hair and black clothes, like a butterfly flying in the wind and snow but couldn't find its direction...
Cang Qiongyu felt a little distressed, and it flew over: "Master, don't sit here anymore, it will freeze you to death."
Gu Xijiu looked up at it, those black eyes seemed to be hiding ice and snow, she seemed a little dazed: "No matter which direction you go, it's just as cold..."