Sturdy ugly wife: young master give me a piece of fun

Chapter 305

The corners of the mouth are raised, the eyes are slightly opened, the black pupils are faintly visible, and a smile emerges on the face. A lifelike snowflake on the forehead appears more three-dimensional and vivid in this whiteness, as if it is really a white snowflake left on the smooth forehead. Up, reluctant to leave.

"Still." An old voice sounded.

The white figure turned around, and when he saw someone coming, a beautiful smile bloomed on his face, which immediately eclipsed the glaring white snow all over the ground.

"Grandpa." A clear and moving voice overflowed from still red lips. ,

The appearance of the old man remained the same, and he smiled as amiably as ever, "Yiran, you have been chosen as a saint, and it will be your mission to protect the snowy land from now on, you must redouble your efforts to get closer to God."

"Grandpa, is God invincible?" the woman asked with a slight smile.

"God is the supreme being, of course he is invincible.",

The woman lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then raised her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Since the gods are so high and powerful, I want to make all of us in Xueyu become gods!"

The old man shook his head with a smile. In his eyes, what the woman said was nothing more than fantasy, and it was just talk, and it couldn't be taken as real.

Then, the scene changed again. It was an altar. The altar was so high that it towered into the sky. Standing on the altar, you could have a panoramic view of the entire Snowy Ice City.

The woman's face remained the same, but her eyes gradually became indifferent. Her temperament was like ice and snow, blending with this ice and snow city, and she couldn't find a trace of human emotion in her eyes.

Below the altar, tens of thousands of people cheered loudly, and the word 'Snow God' was shouted out from the mouths of the people below with infinite excitement and eagerness.

The snow is still falling profusely, the snowy land is as cold as ever, the wild wind, howling snowflakes, castle buildings made of ice and snow, this is the snowy land, a region without any temperature!

The woman stood on a high altar, dressed in white clothes over the snow, with long hair like a waterfall, her beautiful face seemed to be carefully crafted by the heavens, and there was no trace of impurities. Those bright eyes, which were as bright as the morning glow and the moon at night, carried a breathtaking beauty. The beauty is beautiful, but this kind of beauty is somewhat holy, and no one dares to defile it.

The woman's slender and white hands began to move in the eyes of everyone. One after another, a long string of complicated and obscure spells spit out from her mouth, and one after another complicated handprints formed from her hands.

"Now!" A cold shout!
Immediately, a red sun gradually appeared in the sky above the snow-covered city of ice and snow. The light of the red sun gradually brightened, and the snow gradually became smaller...

The dream was broken by the call at this place, and then she woke up. Before that, she only thought it was a dream, but now she suddenly didn't think so. She faintly felt that this dream and the confinement in her mind Memory may be somehow connected.

Thinking of the imprisoned memory, Ling Aoxue suddenly remembered that now that she has reached the level of a warlock, she should be able to open that layer of imprisoned memory now!
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, with the handprints of cultivation in her hands, a powerful spiritual sense penetrated into her mind. When she saw the imprisoned memory emitting a faint light, she penetrated the spiritual sense without the slightest hesitation.

The intrusion of spiritual consciousness caused a slight fluctuation in the memory of the prison, the same as the last time she entered when she reached the fighter, as soon as Ling Aoxue's spiritual consciousness penetrated, her spiritual consciousness entered the ice and snow city.

When she entered this place last time, she felt it was very strange, but this time it was completely different. This city seemed to be the city where the girl Yi Yi lived in her dream. Her eyes fell on the palace-like buildings and the towering sky. On the tower, it finally landed on the high altar. She remembered that before she woke up, the scene in her dream was that the woman who was honored as the "Snow God" stood on the altar and cast a spell to make the sun appear on the snow. area.

Looking up at the gray sky, the sky here is gray, as if there is going to be a rainstorm at any time, without the slightest shadow of the sun, the last time I came in, it seemed to be like this.

The wind blew up, and the snowflakes rolled up angrily. Ling Aoxue stretched out her hand and looked at the snowflakes quietly resting in her palm, her eyes were unpredictable. The snowflakes in her hands had no intention of melting at all, just like a butterfly spreading its wings, Give people a sense of agility.

"You are here." The old voice with vicissitudes came again.

She turned around but didn't see anyone, thinking that the other person might not show up to see her, so she stopped looking around, and quietly stood where she was and replied, "Yes, I'm here."

"Son, you are finally here."

With these words, Ling Aoxue keenly judged that the voice came from behind, she turned around, and saw an old man in a white robe standing not far from her with a kind face, looking at her There was a bit of excitement and relief in his eyes.

Seeing the appearance of the old man, Ling Aoxue suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Are you Yiran's grandfather?"

Hearing this, the old man nodded kindly, "I am Yiran's grandfather, and I am also your grandfather."

"Mine?" Ling Aoxue was slightly surprised, and then sneered: "Old man, that's not how the joke was made, this joke is not funny at all, and I believe that with your strength, you must know that I am not Xueqi, you should Is it Xue Qi's grandfather?"

"I'm not joking. What I said is true. I am Yi Yi's grandfather, and I am also your Ling Aoxue's grandfather. This has nothing to do with that girl named Xue Qi." The old man clarified with a serious face.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Can't you hear such a naive lie?"

"Whether you believe it or not, I am indeed your grandfather. I have no other intentions when I come out today. I just want to see you. Your temperament is still very similar to before."

Seeing Ling Aoxue frowning, looking impatient to listen, the old man smiled lightly, and said as usual: "You knew something about Yiran in your dream before, and you are still very persistent. If you persist in one thing, you will definitely Stick to it, but sometimes it's unfortunate to be too stubborn."

Hearing this, Ling Aoxue's brows were tightly knotted, it sounded like this was still something bad she suffered because of being too stubborn.

"She still has her own thoughts. Since she was a child, she hoped that the snow in Xueyu could stop for a day, and she also hoped that Xueyu could be warmed by the sun. She also hoped that everyone in Xueyu could become a god. I just treat these things as It was just some of her whimsical fantasies, but in the end she never thought that the child would actually do it. She became the supreme snow god, and with her efforts, all the people in the snow region became angels, and everyone's strength reached the level of gods. Strength."

(End of this chapter)