Then, Shen Yun watched, and another figure in a snow suit appeared in this barren mountain and snow ridge.

It was a woman.

The snow clothes are frosty and dusty.

Her eyebrows and eyes are like thick ink strokes, and this beauty, combined with her indifferent expression, forms a sharp and compelling beauty.

This is an extremely powerful and extremely cold woman.

This face obviously looks no different from the Fu Yue in his impression, but Shen Yun has an intuition that she is Fu Yue.

The snow-clothed woman carried a snow-white sword behind her back, her long ink-colored hair fluttering, covered with ice and snow, and her eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, like a god above the nine heavens.

High and inviolable.

She walked slowly to the man's side, her long sleeves brushed over the stone table, and with a flip of her palm, she took out two white jade wine jugs out of thin air.

Raised his hand and handed one over.

Qing Lingling's voice sounded, "Drink?" ”

The other party turned his head without surprise and smiled, Bai Yu took the flask with his fingertips, and his voice was calm and elegant.

"Fu Yue, you're here."

As we all know, Heavenly Dao Jun Heng and the God of War Fu Yue are excellent friends.

……

Shen Yun gradually couldn't hear what they were talking about, a white mist appeared in front of him, everything began to slow down, and then stopped, frozen in the picture of the two looking at each other and smiling, until it disappeared.

Because, Fu Yue woke up.

Everything had to end, and Shen Yun could only regretfully withdraw from this dream.

Opening his ice blue eyes, his sharp vertical pupils stared at the person in front of him, Fu Yue's consciousness gradually cleared up, and he blinked slowly.

Seeing clearly that the person next to her was Shen Yun, she subconsciously relaxed her tense nerves, "Why are you here?" ”

The silver-haired little beauty didn't speak.

Just half-knelt on the couch, then raised his hand, and tapped Fu Yue's eyebrows with his fingertips, and the silver-white light flickered.

Countless memories flashed through my mind.

Everything became crystal clear at this moment.

Fu Yue remembered everything.

She raised her eyes in amazement and looked at Shen Yun.

The illusion was shattered at this moment.

This space is twisting, deformed, like a broken mirror, falling apart.

……

Fu Yue was the one who woke up first.

The cold of the ice bed made her shiver, and she turned her head, her ice blue eyes froze.

She saw Shen Yun, who was also lying there.

The silver-haired bewitching beauty, her eyes were tightly closed, and her originally cherry-red lips were a little lighter, and she was a little more fragile and fragile.

Before Fu Yue could make any moves.

The system 677 in the void cried out, which directly startled her, [Wow wow, wow, I'm dead...... You're scared the hell out of me...... Belch. 】

Fu Yue was so noisy by it that her brain hurt.

She was not in the mood to talk nonsense with this stupid system, so she directly cut off the voice connection.

System 677: [......]

Dog host, you don't have a heart!

Without the system arguing over there, Fu Yue looked at Shen Yun carefully, thinking of the appearance of the silver-haired little beauty before.

I couldn't help but laugh.

She never dreamed that this cold and venomous Immortal Venerable would be so naïve after becoming a child.

I looked at my little arms and legs.

Fu Yue: "......"

Raising her hand and touching her sleeve, she was very pleasantly surprised to find that the Holy Demon Fruit was still there, and when she took it out, it was still bright.

Pick up this red fruit.

Holding it in small hands.

Click-click-like gnawing on an apple, and ate it all.

She's going to get bigger.

Go hang those scumbags!