"Don't be afraid, it's just a dream, just wake up."

Yu Zhao put his arm around her waist and said, "It was Yan'er who rescued Yu Zhao." ”

Her appearance was full of dependence, which made Fan Lingshu a little funny: "I also saved you in a dream?" ”

"Hmm!" Yu Zhao seemed to be full of trust in her, "Yan'er is so beautiful in my dream, Yan'er rescued Yuzhao from the sea of blood, Yuzhao will always be by Yan'er's side!" ”

Fan Lingshu was stunned for a moment, how could Yu Zhao have such a dream?

Mu Hanyan has been so weak since she was a child, how could she save Yuzhao?

She touched Yu Zhao's smooth hair, and saw her smiling at herself stupidly, she couldn't help but be a little funny, even if she was a seven-killing sword, but now she was a stupid girl, why did she go to the words of a silly girl?

"Okay, you're by my side now, go to sleep."

Yuzhao really listened to her, and he could feel extremely safe by her side, and he really fell asleep when he closed his eyes.

The mountain road that has just snowed is a little difficult to walk, and the mountain where Daikakuji Temple is located is high, and you have to pass a wooden pontoon bridge, and the horse-drawn carriage cannot pass through, so you can only go down and walk.

Fan Lingshu wrapped a thick cloak and got out of the carriage, and asked Zifeng to drive the carriage to the carport, and Yuzhao was still sleeping in the car, leaving Jinzhu to take care of her.

Fan Lingshu walked on the pontoon bridge alone, and the temple bell rang in the distance, echoing among the mountains and forests.

As soon as he was halfway there, the pontoon bridge hanging over the cliff suddenly shook and tilted to the side unexpectedly.

When she finally stepped on the ground, the pontoon bridge tilted to one side, and even the other half was broken, and the whole pontoon bridge rumbled down the cliff.

There was still a look of surprise on her face, and when she turned around, Zifeng was standing on the other side of the cliff and was in a hurry.

Then he shouted to him, "Go find someone, I'll wait here." ”

Although Zifeng knows how to resist the sword, it is obviously not at the level of being able to take her with him, so it is useless to fly over, it is better to find someone to repair the bridge.

Hearing her words, Zifeng calmed down a lot and shouted, "Master, don't move there, I'll find someone to come soon." ”

"Okay." Van Lingshu also replied loudly.

Zifeng was about to leave, when the sky suddenly began to snow, and it was a large area of goose feather snow, and Fan Lingshu glanced at the sky helplessly.

When I go out today, the sky is not beautiful.

"I'll go to the temple and wait!" Van Lingshu had no choice but to speak out again.

The temple is full of monks, and Xining Wangfu is familiar with each other, she used to rest, and the monks will protect her, not to mention that the bridge is repaired I don't know when it will be repaired, and she can't let her keep blowing the cold wind outside.

"Master, be careful!" Zifeng said loudly.

"Don't worry." Fan Lingshu walked alone along the path to Dajue Temple.

Fortunately, the road was not far away, and after walking for less than five minutes, I had reached the gate of the temple.

Before she came, they had sent someone to inform her in advance, so the monks recognized her and immediately welcomed her in, placed her in the monastery, and prepared a hand stove and hot tea for her.

She was a little strange, these things were prepared in such a timely manner, the temperature of the tea was just right, how did they know that she was coming at this time?

The monk withdrew, and after resting for a while, she pushed open the door and prepared to go to the shrine where Mu Lan's tablet was enshrined to offer incense.

Before I went out, I saw a person carrying a black paper umbrella in the snowy yard, stepping on the snow.

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