The number one in the fairy world is weak and weak

Chapter 57 That's right, now, break her hand!
Yu Yunxi's stern eyes accidentally fell on the warmth that was posted towards him when he was on the way back to Yueshang.

When those absurd pictures clearly appeared in his mind, his heart was once again flustered and out of control.

In the dark corner of my heart, it seemed that a faint light suddenly shone in.

The Adam's apple rolled, and the thin lips were eager to try, really wanting to taste that warm taste again.

But, he didn't do it after all.

He muttered to himself secretly: Yu Yunxi, what are you thinking.

She is what you want to sacrifice to the sky, not some sudden light, there is no light in the fairy world, and you don't need light in your heart.

She messed with your hair, you should break her hand.

Then disassemble her fingers and throw them all over the world, let her know that you are a terrible person, and let her never dare to be presumptuous in front of you again.

Right now, break her hand!
While thinking, Yu Yunxi raised his hand without hesitation, a ball of spiritual power floated in the palm of his hand, and struck towards Lingran's wrist.

However, just when the ball of spiritual power was about to fall on the girl's wrist, Yu Yunxi suddenly turned his head helplessly, and raised his hand to change the position where the ball of spiritual power fell.

Immediately afterwards, he was broken by the lock of hair under Lingran's arm.

"I'll let you off today. It's really boring to teach a sleeping person a lesson." He whispered disdainfully.

The hair strands were blown away by the breeze sneaking in through the gaps in the windows, and they were scattered all over the ground.

Yu Yunxi took a deep breath, her scalp became even more numb.

He hugged his head, feeling bad all over, regretting why he just walked over and listened to her talking in his sleep.

He might as well go to bed early, so what if he has nightmares, she has more nightmares than nightmares.

After cleaning the hair on the ground with fairy art, Yu Yunxi took a deep breath in satisfaction, and it was neat and tidy now.

Fortunately, there is immortality, he occasionally suddenly wondered, if one day he lost the immortality, what would he do if he encountered such a thing.

Pick up the hair on the ground one by one?

No, he will really wake up this nightmare that is worse than a nightmare and let her pick it up!

From time to time, Yu Yunxi turned and left the floor, and walked towards her own bed.

Worried that the fire in the fireplace would not last until dawn, he turned back and raised his hand to add some spiritual energy.

He could finally fall asleep. Although it was less than three hours before dawn, whether it was three hours or thirty hours, it didn't make much difference to him.

I'd have nightmares anyway, nightmares all night long.

After all, for a moment of sleep like last night, which he had never had before, he neither expected nor hoped for it.

However, sometimes, people tend to be suddenly embraced by something that they do not expect.

For example, tonight he slept soundly again, those nightmares that he never missed in the past, missed the appointment again tonight.

It's incredible.

**
The next day, early morning.

Lingran still woke up earlier than Yu Yunxi, after packing up the burden of leaving for Endless Place today, she was not in a hurry to leave immediately, and planned to say goodbye to Yu Yunxi when he woke up.

You have to know this farewell, and you don't know when we will meet again next time.

Moreover, she still has something to give him.

In her spare time, Lingran opened the door and stretched as usual, looking into the distance, the girl froze immediately, with a surprise expression on her face.

"Is it snow?!"

There was some unbelievable doubt in the surprised tone.

The snow is covered with silver and jade.

It snowed heavily at night, and the whole moon was slightly carved into a world in a painting wrapped in silver.

The snow on the ground is very deep, and there is a deep hole when you step on it, as well as on the trees. When the wind blows, the yard is full of snow.

It's so beautiful, it makes Lingran feel unreal.

She stretched out her hand, and a snowflake floated down melodiously and landed on her palm.

(End of this chapter)