kiss my evil husband

Xia Mingxuan's eyes went dark, Xuelang immediately buried them, and then rushed down quickly!

He just felt very cold all over his body, that kind of biting cold, the snow penetrated deep into his heart through his skin, the snow in the arctic cold area never melted all year round, with a coldness that no one could bear, he hugged his arms subconsciously The person, clearly felt her trembling.

"Mingxuan, if we just die like this, are you afraid?" Nishang's voice came out of his bosom with deep tiredness and cold trembling.

Xia Mingxuan endured the pain of lying down from the troubled times, and rubbed her tightly tightly, "Don't be afraid, just die like this, it's good!"

It's good... yeah, it's really good.

It's really good to be buried in this arctic cold place with you.

At least you are my bride, at least we embrace each other tightly, at least, we will never be separated again...

The only thing in the world that can transcend life and death is love.

You can bring me back from hell with a love potion, what else can't you do?

We will meet each other in hell, and we will never be separated from life to life.

Hearing Xia Mingxuan's words from his chest, Nishang couldn't help but wet his eyes, he didn't know whether it was moved or frightened.

She was afraid, afraid that they would not be able to be together, her small hands squeezed Xia Mingxuan's waist even harder, trying not to let the heavy snow wash them away.

There was a whistling sound in her ears, with the rumble of snow and stones rolling down, but now she only felt that there were only the two of them in the world, and the cold and pain around her seemed to no longer exist.

"Mingxuan, if you live, I will live. If you die, I will follow you to die. Even if we go to hell, we will hold your hand and grow old together!"

Her slightly choked words made Xia Mingxuan's heart tremble. His mother used to say the same thing.

Follow my father, just for that vow of eternal life: Hold your son's hand and grow old with him.

"Okay!" Xia Mingxuan responded loudly, "Hold your hand and grow old with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a bright light in front of his eyes, and then a burst of red light suddenly appeared, and then, something seemed to be entangled around his waist, and then, he was dragged out of the snow!

It's the magic whip!

Looking up, it was Yan, holding the magic whip tightly in his hand, and he could faintly see the wound on his wrist bursting, and the blood stained the snow-white gauze red again, which was shocking.

Yan held them with one hand, and caressed Zi Yu who couldn't stand still with the other hand, holding on in the air with difficulty.

There is a protective circle around them, which isolates the obstruction of the airflow, so that they can fly stably in the air.

He just had to fight against the strong air current, and he still had to pull three people, so his expression was really not very good.

The hair on his forehead was already wet with sweat, and it fell down to cover his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

It's just that his slightly trembling right hand has already revealed his difficulty!

Xia Mingxuan hugged Nishang tightly, felt the impact of the airflow on his body, and felt a burst of intense pain before reacting, his palms slowly turned red, and the magic power separated them from the airflow.

Then hugged Nishang's body tightly, grabbed the magic whip and began to climb up!

It's just that when he was halfway there, he felt the magic whip shake violently, and then it was stabilized again. When he looked up, he saw Yan's pale face, clenching his teeth tightly, but the blood at the corner of his mouth exposed his Physical conditions.