I Really Like That Guy!

In the extreme north, snow is flying all year round, frozen for thousands of miles, and no one has been seen.

Lu Cang and Arlo flew for three days without sleep before finally reaching the extreme north. After that, it took them two more days to reach the deepest part of this vast expanse of snow.

The temperature here was so low that even if Arlo used all his spiritual power, he couldn't resist the cold that burrowed into his bones.

She was shivering from the cold, and Lu Cang didn't seem to be much better. His complexion was almost transparent, and his thin lips couldn't see any color. It seemed that he was about to melt into this snowy field.

The two of them were walking in the snow, and the snow field in front of them could not be seen to an end at a glance, and the field of vision was full of whiteness.

A Luo's hands and feet were so numb that he didn't feel any sense, and his footsteps became heavier and slower. Finally, Lu Cang seemed to have noticed her condition and stopped, "I'll carry you with me."

A Luo did not refuse, she really couldn't go on anymore, with her ability, it was the limit that she could stick to this point.

Lu Cang carried her on his back and slowly stepped forward.

The extreme north snow field is often haunted by strong winds, and the wind and snow can also affect their vision, so they cannot fly and have to walk on their feet.

Lying on Master's generous back, the ubiquitous cold wind disappeared at once, and a warm feeling came from where his body met, and Arlo felt sleepy unconsciously. It was a few days without sleep. Endless tiredness.

"Master, where should we go in the future?" A Luo was sleepy, leaning on Master's shoulder and talking to him.

Lu Cang didn't answer. He has always been like this. He doesn't like to say meaningless words, and he prefers practical actions. She didn't need him to answer either, the time she spent together in the secret realm was enough for her to understand him.

"The Guiyuan Immortal Sect can't go back. I'm afraid they can't wait to get rid of us. Speaking of which, I haven't said goodbye to my sister. My sister must be very worried about us when she goes back... or wait for your injury to heal, we will go to the mortal world. How about it? When an ordinary young couple, I want a small yard, with a flower tree planted in the yard, it is best to have unbeaten flowers all year round, and a reclining chair under the flower tree... If you can have two more children, then better..."

She muttered non-stop, thinking about the future with joy, and in the slight shaking, her voice gradually decreased until there was no more sound.

Lu Cang walked forward silently, his dark red eyes were as deep as the sea, he tried his best to keep his steps steady, and let the **** his back sleep more sweetly.

It wasn't until he could no longer walk that he found a towering iceberg and sat down in the lee.

When A Luo woke up, he found Master sitting cross-legged on the snow, curled up in his arms, with the sleeves of his robe still covering him.

This broad embrace is like a peaceful haven, the wind, frost, rain and snow are constant outside, but his arms are as warm as ever.

When she moved a little, he opened his eyes and looked down at her.

Lu Cang said calmly: "Luo Yin, my injury is too serious, and I need to retreat for a hundred years. I just contacted Qingyun, she will come and take you away later."

A Luo stared at him blankly: "Would it take...for so long?"

Lu Cang nodded slightly: "En."

A hundred years, although it is not a long time for a cultivator, there are those who can retreat for a thousand years, but for A Luo, who is only nineteen years old, a hundred years is an extraordinarily long time. What a tormenting thing it is.

"Master, can't I stay here with you?" she asked hesitantly.

Lu Cang shook his head, his eyes were quiet: "The wind and snow here are not stopping, the weather is too bad, and staying here for a hundred years is even more boring. Besides, I should not be disturbed in my retreat. You can find a place by yourself, just as you like. As said, there is a yard and a flower tree, please wait for me to return with peace of mind."

He spoke plainly and his expression was the same as before, but A Luo faintly felt a little panic.

She looked at him expectantly and asked tentatively, "Master, in a hundred years, you will definitely come to me, won't you?"

Lu Cang was silent for a long time, and under the stubborn eyes of the girl, he slowly nodded.

"Master, we've agreed, you promise me." A Luo straightened up, grabbed his collar, and looked at him earnestly with red eyes.

Lu Cang's dark eyes were bottomless, and he replied in a low voice, "Okay."

In the next few days, Arlo stuck to Lu Cang without leaving an inch. There was only so little time left, and he would not see each other for a hundred years.

Fortunately, people who cultivate immortals do not eat five grains. Every day, the two of them cling to each other like two intertwined trees.

Awoken from the cold again, A Luo looked at the pale face of his master worriedly, and realized once again that Lu Cang was seriously injured.

She didn't know much about the world of immortal cultivation, because she had never been introduced to it before, and only took classes in the sect primary school. The content she learned on weekdays was very superficial, and naturally she didn't know anything about Taoism. Later, taking advantage of the opportunity of double cultivation with Master, she did not have time to study with him for long. Her own aptitude is too poor, and her academic Fa is only half a pound, not to mention deeper things.

Comprehension of Taoism is usually taught by the master himself. Lu Cang never taught her Taoism, and he never told her what Taoism was.

A Luo has heard the word death, and has also heard a little about the importance of the Dao Heart, but she never thought that the destruction of the Dao Heart would be so serious for a cultivator.

In the beginning, when she stayed with her master, she would not be disturbed by the cold wind.

But slowly, A Luo found that Lu Cang's body temperature began to drop gradually, getting lower and lower, getting colder and colder. When she stayed in his arms, she seemed to be on the snow field, and could not feel any temperature.

What followed was his prolonged meditation, his body became cold, and his breathing was weak. His silver hair and handsome face were unknowingly covered with a thin layer of frost, which made him look less and less like a real person, and more like a fake, cold, lifeless ice sculpture.

If he hadn't opened his eyes to look at her occasionally, Arlo would have even thought that Lu Cang might have died, and that there was only a rigid body sitting there.

Day after day, A Luo never left him, even if his embrace became colder than the snowy field filled with snow.

She often kept her body close to him and put her arms around his waist, trying to use her body temperature to warm him, but she often ended up chattering her teeth to the ground, and he still remained silent, his body was terrifyingly cold.

"Luo Yin, don't do useless work, just go away."

His indifferent, low voice sounded above his head, and Arlo leaned against his chest, his mind dulled by the cold.

After a while to realize what he said, she shook her head vigorously, tightened her arms even more tightly, pressed her tightly against him, gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice, "I, I don't want it. Master, never in this life. If you want to lose me, I finally got it, so I don't want to let go!"

Lu Cang was silent, and after a long while, a palm wrapped in cold air touched the back of her head, and patted her head a few times in a heavy and slow manner.

A Luo's eyes were hot, and his nose was sour and he almost burst into tears.

"Master, you will be fine, right?" she asked, choking.

Lu Cang softly said "um", he was awake for a while, and soon fell into a state of unconsciousness.

It was so groggy every day, awake and asleep, and on the eighth day, Lin Qingyun came over.

In the boundless flying snow, a vague figure staggered forward, walking slowly, and obviously it was not lightly frozen. When A Luo saw her, Lin Qingyun looked pale.

"Sister." A Luo called to her after a distance.

Lin Qingyun stopped in her footsteps, she looked at the figure snuggling in front of her with complicated eyes, and lost her words for a while.

Her younger sister fell in love with her master, went against the sky and incest, and even injured the elder and defected from the sect. After returning to the sect after the training, Lin Qingyun was stunned when she heard the news.

She hadn't noticed any change in the relationship between her master and her sister before. If everyone hadn't told her with words that the elders were also seriously injured and Elder Li Yu fell, I'm afraid she would have thought that someone else was lying to her. .

Even if everyone agreed, she was only dubious. Even if she received a message from Master and asked her to come to the extreme northern snowfield, she was still skeptical in her heart.

Until this moment, she finally believed.

In her eyes, she was as pure as the moon and as cold as frost and snow. When her master, who had always been cold and distant, was holding her sister Luo Yin in his arms, their clothes and hair were entwined ambiguous, so intimate and affectionate.

"Yinyin...Master asked me to take you back..." She opened her mouth and said with difficulty.

A Luo looked up at her and asked softly, "Sister, do you already know?"

Lin Qingyun was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, I have heard of it."

"Don't you want me to be with Master?" The elder sister's expression was too obvious, and Arlo could easily guess what she was thinking.

Lin Qingyun twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyes were red, this woman, who had always been cold and indifferent, couldn't help but said emotionally: "Do you know what the outside world is saying about you now? Master is Dao Zun, he originally had many Respected, but now many people spurn it! Even with our Guiyuan Immortal Sect, we have been criticized! Don't you want to see such a situation! The most important thing is..." The most important thing is that she respects and loves her so much As a master of faith, because her Dao foundation has been destroyed for many years, there is no hope of soaring in this life!

Arlo may not care about other people's opinions, but this is the elder sister who has always cared about her. Arlo burst into tears: "Sister, I don't want it either, I don't want this more than anyone else. In this world, there is no one Love Master more than I do!"

As soon as the tears fell down, it condensed into ice on her face. A pale and slender hand appeared in front of her eyes, and her cold fingertips brushed her cheeks, wiping away the tears for her.

"Luo Yin, don't cry, it has nothing to do with you at this time."

Lu Cang didn't know when he woke up, he held A Luo's hand, the two stood up, and then looked at the eldest apprentice Lin Qingyun, and said solemnly: "Qingyun, let the people behind you come out."

A Luo suddenly widened his eyes and couldn't believe it: "Sister, you brought someone here?!"

Lin Qingyun was obviously also panicked, and she hurriedly said: "I didn't! I came here alone!" But she also knew that since the master said there was, there must be someone behind her.

Before he finished speaking, several blurred shadows suddenly appeared in the snow and wind, each of them rapidly attacking them.