The clouds were as calm as the wind, standing with their hands behind their backs, and a snow-white brocade robe floated in the wind.

There was a hint of worry in his expression: "The journey to Muxian Mansion is long, and your body is too weak."

Rong Yun's eyes turned to Nangong Liuyun, with a serious look on his face and was arrogant without anger: "Now I will hand over Luoluo to you. If she makes a little mistake when she comes back, hum!"

Nangong Liuyun's fiery red robe made him look noble and domineering, mysterious and evil.

His black cold eyes were as cold as a cold pool, and he swore coldly: "Who dares to kill Luo Luo unless he steps over my body!"

His noble Prince of Jin, who was wise and brave, raised his arrogant and noble head, was full of domineering for a moment.

"Yes." Rong Yun just snorted lightly, and there was nothing else.

The promises between men often only require a look that understands them.

The innate pride and nobility make it difficult for them to let go of their figure and make a promise.

However, it is already commendable that Nangong Liuyun can do this for Su Luo.

"Go." Rong Yun waved his hand and his beautiful eyes flashed slightly when he looked at Su Luo.

"Then Master, we're leaving." Su Luo, who was held in Nangong Liuyun's arms, waved reluctantly.

"Yeah." Rong Yun nodded with a happy face, as cold as a god above him.

At the top of Yunwu Peak, the Xu Feng blew up the corner of his robe, and the wind flew.

His expression was mysterious and no one could see it clearly.

Seeing Nangong Liuyun walking down the mountain with Su Luo on his back, there was only a small black dot left, and there was a hint of worry in Rong Yun's eyes.

The Muxian Palace is in the north, at the extreme north.

There is a map that Congrong Yun got in Nangong Liuyun's arms.

Along the way, in order to give Su Luo a stable resting environment, Nangong Liuyun brought Longlin to the road.

The carriage bypassed the surrounding mountains, crossed the northern desert, and continued to head north.

It was already early winter.

The North has always been a bitter and cold place, and this season has gradually begun to become cold.

When passing through the Northern Desert, Nangong Liuyun bought Su Luo a batch of cold-proof clothes.

Fox fur, wolf fur, leopard fur...thick plush blankets, thick tents, etc.

These things are now neatly placed in his Qiankun bag.

No matter how cold the weather is, he is not affected at all, but his fall is now unable to blow a little wind or a little cold.

Originally, His Highness, who was pampered and lived a life of luxury, had never done such a way to take care of people?

But the environment can indeed train people.

Now Nangong Liuyun takes care of Su Luo properly and does not relax any details.

After walking for about ten days, the sky gradually became colder and heavy snow fell on the sky.

Su Luo's thin body was wrapped tightly in fox fur, and his head was a thick leopard fur hat, revealing only a pair of beautiful black eyes.

Those eyes, in the wind and snow, looked more and more black and white, as clear as water.

The sky gradually darkened.

Nangong Liuyun found the leeward of the big rock, built the tent, and put it in a thick and soft wool blanket, then carried Su Luo into the tent from the carriage.

"I can leave myself." Su Luo whispered.

Since she was seriously injured, her feet have not stepped on the ground, and she was hugged by Nangong Liuyun in every action.

Nangong Liuyun raised his sword eyebrows slightly in secret, but blamed him seriously: "How can you walk by yourself with your body? What should I do if you fall?"

God knows how happy he enjoys the openness of Wen Yu and Wen Xiang in his arms, even if he gives it to him, he will not change it to the whole world.

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Chapter completed!